Page 63 of Stolen Slave

Was it weird to sit my bare ass on a cushion? A little. But I was more focused on leaning against Khorahn than worrying about how I was sitting. Khorahn wrapped an arm around me so his fingers played with the jeweled disks brushing my stomach.

Another person appeared from the trees. With a smoothly scaled head and a long body adorned in chains like S’doifu and I wore, it was hard to tell if it was a male or a female. But something about the way the creature moved gave me an impression of knowing one’s own sex appeal.

“Have you returned for more, Mtinash?” the creature asked.

“Oaiu, my treasure, this is Khorahn, my closest friend, and Vya.”

The reptilian eased onto the cushion beside Mtinash and set their hand on Mtinash lap, right over his visibly hard cock.

“Welcome, sister,” Oaiu said, looking at me as they stroked Mtinash through his pants.

Mtinash leaned back into the cushion to give Oaiu more access. The openness of what they were doing didn’t seem to bother S’doifu or Khorahn. In fact, Khorahn’s fingers drifted up to my nipple again, causing my core to clench as I watched them.

Oaiu sniffed.

“Are you here to breed with Mtinash?” Oaiu asked me.

I shook my head.

“It’s a pity. He is a delicious pleasure mate.” Oaiu’s hand brushed over a lighter patch of cloth on Mtinash’s pants, and I watched them melt away. I shouldn’t have glanced down at what was exposed, but I did, curious if he was double-equipped like Khorahn.

Both were there, but the bottom one was almost purple and twice as long with a big knot in the middle. My mouth dropped open.

Mtinash smiled at me. “I have enough chit to provide for you and any young you produce for a lifetime.”

“Um, I really just want to go home.” I turned my face into Khorahn’s chest.

“I believe you’re making her uncomfortable, Oaiu,” Khorahn said.

“As you can see, you interrupted us when you arrived. Mtinash’s and my discomfort likely outweigh hers. I would like us to finish while we wait for food to arrive.”

I heard a squelching noise and a long hiss. My imagination painted the details, and that ever-present neediness slowly crawled through my body.

A smart girl would have kept her face hidden. A smarter one wouldn’t have been turned on by the obvious sex sounds happening. I wasn’t smart. I was horny, and the way Khorahn’s hand toyed with my throbbing nipple didn’t help me maintain my fragile restraint.

Lifting my head, I looked at Mtinash and Oaiu.

Oaiu was on all fours on the cushion. He was on his knees behind…her, based on what I was seeing. Her tail was wrapped around his neck, and his face was turning purple as he savagely pounded both his cocks into her slit. She arched her back and let out a screech at the same time she did a violent, full-body shiver.

Mtinash tapped her back.

“Apologies,” she panted, and her tail fell away from his throat. He wheezed in a few breaths as he more sedately thrust into her.

CHAPTER THIRTY

VYA

I was as horrified as I was mesmerized when he finally grunted and stilled inside of her. She gave another full-body shake. Then another.

Their juices dripped from her as she moved.

“And that is why I choose not to pleasure mate with your kind, Oaiu,” S’doifu said. “I would never survive.”

Oaiu smiled at S’doifu. “Is there ever…any reward…without risk?” Her words were punctuated with more head-to-toe shivers.

Mtinash wrapped an arm around her waist and turned them to sit with her in his lap.

Another person arrived with some plates. He looked like S’doifu. Pink eyes. Lean, thin arms but thick, muscled legs. However, he was clothed. He set the dishes he carried on the low tables and bowed his head toward Oaiu.

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