broad, plum-shaped head and stroking up and down the thick shaft with her fingers.
“Gods, little one!” Strong groaned, watching her as she lapped. “Your hot little mouth feels so damn good on me!”
“And your breasts fill my hands perfectly,” Clear murmured from behind her. “Gods, I love this little outfit you have on!”
Melanie thought about saying that he ought to love it since he had picked it out and given it to her…but her mouth was too busy for talking at the moment, so she just continued to lap and stroke the Dark Twin.
At last, panting, she sat up and swiped a hand over her mouth. Neither twin had come, but both had produced plenty of precum for her to taste and she’d discovered something strange but delicious. The Dark Twin’s precum had a warm, cinnamon flavor to it and the Light Twin’s precum was slightly minty. Both were delicious and she had the urge to suck them more and find out if their actual cum tasted as good…but she had already gone too far and she knew it.
“We should probably st—” she started to say but Strong interrupted her.
“Truth or Dare, little one?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at her.
“Oh, uh…” By now Melanie was feeling so hot and bothered it didn’t seem like her brain was working quite as well as it should. She knew she ought to say “neither” and go back to her suite, but the problem was, she didn’t want to.
One more dare, she told herself. It can’t hurt, can it?
“Dare,” she told the big Kindred, looking up at him challengingly. She couldn’t imagine anything naughtier than what they’d just done. But Strong was about to surprise her.
“You said you wanted to see our shafts because you’ve heard all about how big Kindred males are,” he murmured, looking down at her. “Well, my brother and I have heard all about how tight human females are.”
“You…you have?” Melanie’s breath seemed to catch in her throat. She knew she ought to stop this game but she couldn’t seem to make herself do it.
“We have,” Clear murmured from her other side. “From several warriors who are bonded to human females.”
“So what’s your dare?” Melanie asked, turning to Strong.
His eyes gleamed in the firelight.
“I dare you to let me untie the bow on those naughty little panties and find out exactly how hot and tight and wet your sweet pussy is, little one.”
“Oh!” Melanie felt a bolt of desire go through her at his hot, dirty words. “But…but we shouldn’t,” she protested breathlessly. “I mean, I haven’t…haven’t eaten any bonding fruit.”
“Don’t worry, little one—I won’t be sliding my cock into you,” Strong told her. “I just want to slide my fingers into your soft little cunt and feel how hot and tight you are.”
“I shouldn’t,” Melanie whispered again. But she was already spreading her thighs. She watched without protest as Clear pulled up the little red nighty with its white, faux-fur trim to bare the tiny panties that went with it, so that his brother could reach her.
“Mmm…been wanting to open this little present all night,” Strong growled. He cupped her panty-clad pussy in one big, warm palm for a moment, pressing the heel of his hand against her throbbing clit until she moaned and writhed under his touch.
“Strong…” she begged. “Please…I want…”
“Slowly, little one,” he murmured. “I’ve heard how the human males rush their females, but Clear and I aren’t like that. This is a beautiful little present—I want to take my time unwrapping it.”
Slowly, deliberately, he stroked her mound over and over, running his long fingers over her swollen outer pussy lips and sliding one fingertip lightly up and down her slit until Melanie thought she would go crazy with desire. Then, just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Strong finally untied the tiny white bow that held the vertical slit in her panties closed.
The panties parted at once, showing her bare pussy, which was already embarrassingly wet. This fact wasn’t lost on the Dark Twin. He growled softly—a sound of pure desire—as he looked at her.
“So wet, little one,” he rumbled, looking from her pussy to Melanie’s flushed face in the firelight. “Is that from having us suck and tug on your hot little nipples…or from you sucking both our cocks?”
“I don’t know.” Melanie could feel herself blushing furiously. It was so embarrassing to be so wet! And yet, it was a pleasurable kind of embarrassment, if that made any sense. “Both, I guess,”