Episode Forty-Three Family

H azlan

My cock's been leaking pre-cum out here on the porch as Eldar and I pace naked like wild animals waiting to pounce on their prey. I know where I get these instincts, I'm a proudborn, but I'm not sure why the elf takes to stalking up and down the porch as easily as me.

The moment Zoron calls us back into the cabin, the two of us burst through the door. The sight before our eyes is pure sex. It stops me in my tracks as I watch for a moment, consulting my emotions.

The whole time I was on the porch, indeed, the entire time I was running here, I wondered how I would handle sharing my mate. I expected anger, jealousy, even a desire to harm the others.

All I feel now, though, is a powerful urge to join my two mates in the furs.

Lylah's on her knees, her lips stretched around the centaur's cock, her head bobbing, her heart-shaped ass thrust into the air in silent invitation to Eldar and me. She already orchestrated our next moves. Her body is beckoning us to proceed.

If her shapely bottom wasn't alluring enough, the long, low moans filling the cabin are more than sufficient to beckon us.

Lylah never stated a preference for who would fill each of her holes, but the decision is obvious. Because I'm thicker than Eldar, he should penetrate her ass first. It will make it easier on her.

I lift her by her hips and swing her body to angle it into the room, almost laughing at her commitment to the centaur when she doesn't miss a beat sucking him off. I lie on my back and slide between her legs, head first. Taking my time, I lick her from a brief flick of her clit, over her mound, and up her belly.

What I thought would be a quick detour to her breasts takes longer than I'd planned. She's so responsive, rewarding my licks and nips with full-body shudders and entranced moans.

Finally, when I'm in position under her, my head beneath hers though she's far too busy with Zoron's cock to kiss me, I slide my cockhead through her folds.

"You're so slick, Love. So ready for your lovers."

With my claws sheathed, I reach to steal some of her liquid and circle her back hole to prepare her for Eldar. I'm too late, though. The elf is kneeling behind her, his tongue doing the job. Maybe all her shivers and moans weren't just about my attentions or her enthusiastic cocksucking.

"Slap my shoulder if you want me to stop," I offer, though I know that's not going to happen.

I plunge in, my eyes closing in ecstasy as I'm sheathed inside her again. This is nothing like our time beside the stream. That was almost… sacred. This is the opposite. It's sensual, carnal, and without inhibition.

I groan with the magic of our joining, her name spilling from my lips as my eyes roll back in my head from the sheer joy of our intimacy.

Unable to control my urges, I thrust into her a few times, marveling at the feeling of our connection. Having gotten that out of my system, I pause to allow Eldar to enter her.

I'm waiting for her tap on my shoulder, but she certainly doesn't seem to be in any pain. She's pressing herself back on the elf, somehow managing to keep working the centaur with her mouth, as well as keeping my cock in her channel.

Lylah takes her mouth off the centaur to scream, "Oh my gods! Eldar!" One thing is certain. That was not shouted in protest.

The feeling of Eldar's cock sliding against mine is highly erotic. We're separated by only the thinnest membrane of Lylah's skin. I try to remain still while he primes her, pumping slowly as he delves deeper and deeper into her ass.

When he finally reaches bottom, I resume my thrusts.

"Heaven," I say, then my chest vibrates with excited purrs.

Lylah somehow keeps up her attentions to the centaur's cock as she moans in ecstasy. Surely Zoron must be using all his restraint to keep from spilling into her mouth.

My animal nature, contained by fear of punishment since I was abducted, comes to the fore. I'm growling, grunting, my hips pistoning hard into my female.

Even though I'm almost lost to clear thought, my higher mind keeps a tether on my feral self in order to ensure I'm not hurting her. It's not a hard thing to assess, because she's constantly making noise to let the three of us know how she's handling things.

Sometimes she lets Zoron's cock pop out of her mouth long enough to say words, like "fuck!" "oh!" and "so good!" At others, she moans in pleasure.

When I tip my head to see her face, I'm struck not only by her beauty, but by the intensity of her bliss. Her eyes are closed as she focuses on her task of sucking the centaur's cock as far as she can take it.

Watching her pleasure him, for he's my mate too, is so sexy it makes my cock jump in excitement.

Zoron groans, "I'm coming."

Our little mate doesn't shy away from this. She bobs lower and takes him with deep moans and wild slurping sounds.

My hips thrust faster and harder as she lifts her head off him and licks his cum off his cock, being generous with her moans of pleasure. I'm hanging on by a thread. It's almost impossible not to spill, seeing his glistening cock and her puffy, reddened lips.

It's only when her breathing quickens and she howls her release that I allow myself to come. She presses toward me, her hips tipped to accept even more of my thick cock, her forehead now on my chest as if she, too, has animal DNA and is deep in her primitive thoughts.

"Haz!" she moans, then shouts her bliss into the cool air of the cabin. I feel her channel spasm around me, clenching me even tighter as her fingers grip my shoulders, her nails pricking through my fur.

Eldar shouts his favorite word over and over as he releases into her. Feeling his cock jerk as he spurts into her is sexy as hell.

The room quiets. No more sounds of flesh on flesh, or moaning, or sexy gasps, or words of praise. Once again, it's simply the sound of the logs snapping, although now that's accompanied by our heavy breathing.

The three of us join Zoron as we fall into a pile on the furs.

Lylah begins laughing so loudly, if I didn't know better, I'd worry she'd lost her mind. She flips over so her face is pointing in the same direction as her males, tugs herself closer to the centaur, and pets Eldar's face as she orders, "Come closer, Haz, and surround us all with those golden wings of yours."

She's still giggling and hiccupping in sheer happiness. I squash any worries about my stubby wings, choosing instead to follow her orders.

"Fucking amazing!" Eldar says.

"You're so fucking right," formerly shy Lylah agrees.

"Four is the perfect number," Zoron says.

"Family," I sigh as I tuck them all impossibly closer.