Page 115 of Mated By Twilight

Until Tillos ripped his fingers from her hole. She cried out at the loss, needing that pressure, that feeling of something inside her.

But she very quickly got what she wanted. Just not how she thought she’d get it. Tillos lifted his face and she felt the cold airhitting her spit coated hole. He’d spread her with his tongue. Not much, but just enough that his finger pressing into her, slicked by her own juices, was easy.

Just one finger. She was used to that. She’d taken that before. It didn't even sting anymore. If anything, it wasn’t enough. That was why she let out a sigh of relief when it was joined by a second finger. Both of them moving in an out of her, scissoring together to help spread her hole wider. And that’s when she felt the stretch.

But Sollit was still rubbing against her clit. Crushing her against his chest. Licking and sucking at the curve of her neck. Distracting her as Tillos worked to open her up to him.

Sollit let go of her head. She didn't see what he was doing, but she felt him and Tillos moving. Then, a moment later, something cool and slippery hit her crack. Sliding down, coating Tillos’ fingers and her hole as he added a third digit. Opening her further. Spreading her for them.

The half-aborted orgasm hit her. Not as hard as it almost did, but enough that she shook and trembled, more of her own wetness coating Sollit’s cock. Why wouldn’t he just put it inside her already?! She needed them!

Tillos pulled his fingers free. The exact opposite of what she wanted. She yelled out in disappointment as her walls clenched and pulsed around nothing. The aching yearning to be filled made her whimper in frustration.

He was holding her open now. His thumbs on either side of her hole, spreading her in a way that was obscene and strange and still somehow pleasurable.

“Tillos! Please!” She begged, her hips jerking. Trying to increase some of the friction against her clit. That orgasm had been more like a tease than a release. She was still needy and desperate.

“Perfect,” Tillos said as Sollit began to purr.

She collapsed, all the strength from her body gone as the sound rumbled through her body. But the harsh edge of desperation remained. If she didn't get one of them inside her soon, in any hole, she didn't care which, she just very well might die!

The head of Tillos’ cock was there. Finally. Pressing into the opening he’d gaped. Still not wide enough for him to enter easily. But there was almost no resistance when his head, the smallest part of him, popped past the ring of muscle.

Leah let out a whimpered cry of relief. But it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She still had enough strength in her body to wiggle her hips. To try to take more of him.

They chuckled. Laughing at her eagerness. It should have been humiliating, but she didn't care. She needed to be fucked, to be filled, or she’d lose her mind.

Groaning, moving slowly, too slowly, Tillos began pushing into her. Stretching her ass even wider as he forced his thick shaft into her. Each ridge popped through the ring of muscle. She clenched around him reflexively, trying to expel the foreign invader, and it just made her acutely aware of the feeling of something so hot and heavy being shoved where it didn't belong.

Oh, but it felt so good. Different, but not altogether unpleasant. She didn't feel the sting of the stretch anymore thanks to Sollit’s purring, only that wonderful pressure as she was spread wide and deep.

Leah and Tillos grunted at the same time when, like something gave way, he suddenly sank as far down as he could. His pelvis smacked against her butt with a clap. She was shaking now. Eager for his fucking to finally grant her that pleasure she sought.

But he didn't do that. He remained still, unmoving, as Sollit relaxed his grip. He stopped purring at the same time and the blunted stretch slammed back into her. She let out a moan as the burn around her asshole made itself known. It hurt, but it wasn’t really that painful. Only uncomfortable in a way that she found herself craving.

But before she could adjust herself to these new feelings, Tillos was grabbing her by the upper arms. He pulled, jerking her torso up. Like he was trying to somehow shove himself even deeper. But in doing so, he broke the contact between her and Sollit’s cock.

“No!” She yelled, shaking her head.

“No?” Sollit asked as they both paused.

“You need us to stop,aevea?” Tillos asked gently.

“No!” She cried, more desperately this time. The idea that they would stop making her nearly weep. “I need you! Please!”

They understood at the same time and Sollit smirked, reaching up to flick her nipple. The sharp pop only made her whine as it sent a bolt of electricity straight to her neglected clit.

“What was that,aevea?” Sollit asked. “I didn't quite hear you. Did you say no? You want us to stop/”

“No!Don’tstop!” She whimpered, shaking her head. “Please-!”

“Tell us,” Tillos said, whispering into her ear. “Tell us what you want, or I’ll take my cock out of your ass right now. I’ll leave you empty and wanting, and we won’t fuck you tonight because you said ‘no’.”

“YES!” She shrieked, shaking her head no. “I said, yes. I said,yes!”

“Yes, you want me to stop?” He said, his tone so teasingly innocent. He began to pull back. The ridges of his cock pulling at the ring of her ass.

“No, I need you!” She yelled, weeping openly. “Don’t take it out! I need you to fuck me! Please!”

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