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Everyone's a Catgirl! NSFW Bonus Quest: Gems of Abalone
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Featuring Ceres x Matt x Ravyn on a memorable trip to Ni Island's famed hot springs...
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“Thank you for waiting, Matt,” Teresa, the Guild Hall attendant, called. “I have collected your reward for your completed Quests.”
Ni Island’s Guild Hall was still pretty new. They’d set it up in Junonia, which I guess shouldn’t have surprised me, but I thought for sure there’d be a busier city than this one.
Maybe it’s because I live here.
I returned to the counter and accepted the satchel of Bells. “Thanks, Teresa.” I bounced the pack in my hand, enjoying the coin’s weight. A lost pet here, some roach farming there, a little of everything. All in a day’s work.
“Of course, sir.” Teresa bowed. “Will you need anything else from me?”
“Nah, that’s it for the day. Have a good one.”
“You as well, Matt.”
I returned to my Party outside and poured the coins into my palm. It was just me, Ceres, and Ravyn that afternoon. Keke and Cannoli had hired a guide to take them up to Lyncina together. Something about Saoirse’s Temple. The rest of us had hung back. As much as Ceres seemed as devout to her goddess as anyone, it had been a while since we’d had any one-on-one time.
“That’s it?” Ravyn snapped.
Well, I mean, besides Ravyn being with us.
“Cheap fuckers! Cheap fuckers! Squaawk!”
And the damn bird.
“Ravyn, the Guild Hall is still in its infancy. It will take time for the percentage of earned Bells to shift in favor of the Quest taker,” Ceres replied calmly. She smoothed her Ni Island skirt over her thighs and straightened the scarf around her throat. She’d built quite a wardrobe on our travels. “Our continued patronage will only help.”
“Oh? Is that how Teresa bought her shiny new earrings?” Ravyn sneered. Ceres’s lips formed a little ‘o.’ “Yeah. Don’t think I didn’t notice those little treasures.”
Ceres tapped one long finger against her chin. “Perhaps she purchased them with her own money.”
“From working at the Guild Hall, maybe?”
I felt my face heat up and scratched the back of my neck. I’d bought them for her. After a short encounter the week before. “She didn’t get them with the Quest money, Ravyn.”
“And how do you know that, boy?”
I sighed and handed Ceres her stack of Bells, pocketed mine in my [Cat Pack], then grabbed Ravyn’s wrist and slapped the last stack into her palm.
“I bought the earrings for Teresa,” I grumbled. “Leave her be.”
Ravyn narrowed her eyes. “Why don’t you ever buy us anything nice?”
Is she serious? “I buy you nice things all the time!”
Ceres reached forward and tapped the golden bracelet around Ravyn’s wrist. “Was it not Sir Matt who purchased this fine piece for you?”
Ravyn tore her hand away and opened her mouth to reply, then seemed to think better of it and closed it again. “Okay. Then take us somewhere nice instead.”
I didn’t understand where Ravyn was going with this. We were just fine on money, and she hadn’t had to pay for dinner in weeks. “Like where?”
Her ears flicked forward, and her violet eyes searched my face. “Like Abalone.”
I coughed into my fist, hoping Ravyn didn’t catch the rush of heat to my face.
Ceres’s eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands together. “Oh! Yes! I would very much love to return to the hot springs!”
“You guys ditched me the last time you went.”
“You locked yourself in your tower,” I countered.
“Stupid Matt!” Ball shrieked.
In a rare moment of weakness, Ravyn stammered, “L-look. That doesn’t mean you didn’t ditch me. This is the least you can do to make it up to me.”
“Uh-huh.”
A dreamy expression flooded Ceres’s face, and she grinned. “Mayhap Felicia still works there?”
“Nani? No.” Ravyn waved her hand, batting Ceres’s words out of the air. “Just us three. No one else is invited.”
I tilted my head. “You know the place is public, right? There are a lot of other catgirls that hang out there.”
Ravyn’s smile stretched wide. “Bet me.”
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I really shouldn’t have taken that bet, if I’m being honest. Ravyn’s disposable income was seemingly never-ending. She showered the girls at The Gem of Abalone with more Bells than we’d collectively earned in a week. Ceres tried to protest due to Ravyn’s earlier comments, but all three of us were well aware that our [Sorcerer] just enjoyed giving me shit.
As they ushered us down the hallway and up the stairs, I heard a string of complaints from catgirls with damp hair as they passed us by.
“This is ridiculous.”
“I didn’t come to Abalone for this.”
“Who the hell buys out a hot spring?”
Ravyn caught my eye and flashed her sharp teeth in a knowing smile.
Guess drinks are on me tonight.
“Here we are,” the girl from the front desk bowed and gestured toward the door. “Your room.”
“One room?” I hadn’t heard the details of our stay at the inn. The sound of Ravyn’s clanging Bells was very loud.
“Is there a problem, Matt?” Ravyn raised an eyebrow.
Ceres shifted her weight from one foot to the other, looking at me expectantly. She clearly didn’t have an issue with this.
“No. Guess not.” I shrugged and swallowed the building nerves in my chest. This seemed, well, presumptive. Not a word I would typically attribute to Ravyn.
We offloaded our [Cat Packs] in the room, and I pulled the blinds open. The familiar rock wall guarded the hot spring from outside onlookers, and the steam wafted overhead. The girls chose which dressers they wanted and unloaded their clothes and accessories while I waited. I didn’t have much to unpack—even with how long I’d been in Nyarlea, I only had a couple of extra [Civilian Mode] outfits. And those only existed thanks to Keke egging me on to buy them.
“Ready to see our own personal hot spring?” Ravyn asked as she tucked the last of her dresses inside the drawers.
“Goodness. I have never had someone go to such extravagance for me before. Thank you, Ravyn.”
“Don’t mention it.” I thought I caught Ravyn blushing, but I couldn’t be sure. “Aw, look. There’s even a tiny towel for Bally.” She picked up a white square cloth from the linen closet and held it up for the blue parrot.
Pretty sure that’s just a washcloth. “Cute.”
Ball Gag snatched it with his beak and tossed it behind his neck, letting it fall over his wings. Ravyn wrapped it around his neck and tucked it tightly together.
“I must say, that’s quite stylish, Ball.” Ceres giggled.
I swear to God, the bird smiled.
“I’m ready,” I said, grabbing towels for Ceres and me from the closet. “There are changing rooms for the spring downstairs, Ravyn.”
“Hm? Don’t you want to just strip here?” She widened her eyes and blinked, straightening her back so her chest was more prominent.
You know exactly what you’re doing. “No. Come on.”
Ravyn’s shoulders deflated. Ceres laughed and reached for Ball, who hopped to her wrist. We made our way down to the changing room together, and I tried to slow my racing heart. This time should have been so much easier than before. There were no other girls around to stare at. No other girls to stare back at me. I’d seen both Ceres and Ravyn naked, so what was the big deal?
“Sir Matt? Are you feeling well?” Ceres asked as she emerged from the changing room in her towel. Her golden skin was just as smooth and beautiful as ever.
I shuffled the towel around my waist. I had a few more scars than the last time I’d come to Abalone. If I was being honest, the last time we’d come here felt like an entire lifetime ago. “I’m fine. Just, er, still a bit shy, I guess.”
Ceres laid a cool hand on my chest, and I had to suppress a shiver. “I am certain you will warm up in no time.” There was something low and hungry in her voice that I didn’t usually hear from her.
“Y-yeah. Thanks.”
Ravyn burst from the dressing room and strode between us, breaking Ceres’s touch. “C’mon! Let’s see what I paid for!”
Ceres and I exchanged knowing looks, then shrugged and followed Ravyn. If there was one person more uncomfortable in this situation, it would be her.
Though Ravyn didn’t seem the least bit uncomfortable as she whipped away her towel and stepped down into the hot spring. Her thick red tail swished behind her, and her ivory skin prickled with goosebumps. “It’s bigger than I expected.”
That’s what she said. I licked my lips. “Yeah. I can’t imagine how much it cost you to clear the pool.”
“Doesn’t matter. Fucking worth it.” Ravyn stretched her long legs, then descended into the water.
“Is it not magnificent?” Ceres sighed. She threw her towel on top of Ravyn’s and stepped into the hot spring. “Oh, how I missed this.”
It was impossible not to notice the delicious shiver that slid down her spine. And her nipples hardening. And the quickly growing problem between my legs.
“Hey!” Ravyn’s enormous tits bobbed on the water’s surface. “Did I waste my Bells for you to gawk, boy?”
I shook my head and willed my thoughts elsewhere. Defiled. Rain. Snow. Stubbing your toe. With a deep breath, I slid off my towel and stepped into the pool.
“Goddess above, you’re easy,” Ravyn teased, her eyes sliding down my abdomen.
“Would you rather that I don’t feel anything when I see you girls naked?” I countered, hopping into the spring. The hot water felt incredible. I hadn’t realized how stiff my back and shoulders were, and I felt the tension immediately ease.
Ceres blushed. “I know that I would not prefer that,” she murmured.
“That’s not what I said,” Ravyn barked. She clapped her hands down on the water and sent a wave soaring over my head.
I sputtered and laughed, splashing them both.
Ceres squealed, and the water wars began.
All three of us were breathless from laughter when the waitress came around to collect our drink orders. It wasn’t Felicia, but Ceres didn’t seem to mind too much.
We cradled our glasses and moved to the waterfall. I took a seat on the smooth, curved stone protruding next to the waterfall. Ravyn sat to my left and Ceres to my right. The sun had almost vanished behind the inn, and the attendants were outside lighting the candles on the floating lilypad-shaped circles.
“They really go all out here,” Ravyn noted, sipping her deep blue cocktail. Ball had found a perch on top of the waterfall, and I can’t say I was sad not to have his peanut gallery comments.
“Do they not have hot springs on San Island?” Ceres asked.
“Mm. They do. But San’s just not as pretty as Ni.” Ravyn tilted her drink toward the candles. “And they would never bust so much ass to keep three people happy.”
I chuckled. “Even if it were Cailu?”
Ravyn rolled her eyes. “The cunt is the exception.”
“I believe San Island is beautiful. Perhaps in a different way than Ni,” Ceres mused as she sipped her pink tonic. “Ni is abundant in forests and greenery. However, San’s architecture is magnificent.”
I nursed my own red drink, and the night took on a soft haze. Jesus, did they always pour this heavy for the guys? Or was I still a lightweight? “Grass is always greener, I guess.”
Ceres and Ravyn both looked at me, their features wrinkled in confusion.
“Oh. Right.” I ran a hand through my hair and killed my drink. “It’s a saying where I’m from. ‘The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.’ Boils down to ‘We always want what we can’t have.’”
“Why’s there a fence on the grass?” Ravyn laughed. She finished her drink, snatched my empty glass, and set them both to the side. “That’s fucking stupid.”
“I disagree, Ravyn. We have a similar adage, I believe,” Ceres countered.
“Yeah? What is it?”
Ceres took a drink and looked up at the sky. “I…cannot seem to remember. But I am certain that we do!”
I grinned. Ceres always had my back. “Don’t worry about it. I forget myself sometimes.”
“‘The sweetest nyapples are always found in another’s orchard,’” Ravyn murmured as she looked over the hot spring. “It was one of my nyanny’s favorite things to say to me when I was a kitten.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
Ravyn smirked. “Because I wanted out of that house more than anything in the world.” She looked at me, and the way the candles lit her face took my breath away. “Too bad for her. It was true.”
I flushed. Ravyn? Compliment me? Did hell freeze over?
Ravyn lowered her voice, and her smile turned devious. “Especially when we’re allowed to bite.” She licked her lips, and my heart skipped a beat.
“By the way, Sir Matt,” Ceres’s mouth was suddenly at my ear, and her breath was hot on my skin, “I cannot help but notice the effects of your training since our last visit here.” Her fingers walked up my bicep, mapping the curves and indents that the last year of fighting had ingrained into my skin. “I quite like it.”
“I…thanks,” I mumbled, finding it very hard to breathe.
“Careful, Ceres, we don’t want to give him a big head.” Ravyn swung one leg over mine, letting the water carry her until she straddled my thighs. She bit her lower lip and glanced down. “Or maybe we do.”
I froze. For something that had finally started to feel natural, I didn’t know how to react. Not with these two. Even if my body certainly did.
Someone’s hand gripped my shaft, and I gasped.
“Not too loud, Matt. They’ll hear you,” Ravyn purred.
I raised my hands out of the water, and as if they’d planned it—hell, maybe they had—each of them snatched a wrist and held it at the side of my head.
“You do not mind if we lead, do you?” Ceres asked. I felt her nibble my ear, then the delicate tip of her tongue.
I shivered. Giving up control during sex was still a big ask, but I trusted them with my life. If I couldn’t let them, then who? “I don’t mind,” I whispered.
“There’s a good boy,” Ravyn said, punctuating the words with a pump of her hand.
I squeezed my lips shut as my back arched. Yeah, that’s definitely her. “What if—ah—if the waitress comes back?”
“Allow us to worry about that.” I looked to my right as Ceres brought my hand to her mouth, then slowly slid my index finger along her tongue. She never broke her stare as she took my middle finger with it, suckling at the first knuckle, gradually guiding them deeper. Her expression was hungry. Determined.
Her mouth was searing hot. And God damn she was good with her tongue. Naturally, my mind went to everything else that I could put in her mouth. Okay, maybe just one thing—
“Ara ara. Too hard to focus on both of us?” Ravyn licked a bead of sweat from my cheek. I shuddered. When I turned to look at her, she tugged at my lower lip with her teeth. “I bet it’s so hard.”
“It is,” I admitted into her mouth. I tried to kiss her, and she pulled away, wearing a wicked grin.
“You’ll have to work harder than that,” she teased.
It took every ounce of willpower not to fight against their holds. Ravyn’s would have been easy enough to break—Ceres was debatable. But this wasn’t about overpowering them—they wanted to set the pace, and I would have to be content with it.
And it was very, very difficult.
Looking at Ravyn set Ceres’s tongue to work faster, but if I turned to look at Ceres, Ravyn’s strokes on my cock grew more deliberate.
“Poor Matt. Can’t stand losing his control,” Ravyn murmured. Her salacious voice was like silk stroking against my skin. She kissed my jawline, then my throat. Her lips were insanely soft. She punctuated her kisses with tiny nips along my collarbone.
“God, this is hard,” I growled, my hands balling into fists.
“But this doesn’t seem to mind.” Ravyn tightened her grip around the head of my shaft, thumbing the sensitive underside like she knew exactly where to push to make me squirm.
Ceres drew her lips away from my fingers and smiled. “I quite enjoy seeing this side of you.” She guided my hand beneath the water and parted her thighs. She slid her hips forward, pressing my fingers inside her body. “As I am sure you can feel.”
I met zero resistance as I tested pushing deeper inside her cunt. “You’re not kidding,” I breathed. She was soaked, and it had nothing to do with the hot spring. Ceres’s head tilted forward, resting on my shoulder as a shudder ran through her body.
“Hm? Did you forget about me?” Ravyn sneered and released my shaft.
I gasped.
“Did you three need more drinks?”
I about jumped out of my skin when the waitress’ voice skipped across the hot spring. Shit. But Ceres quickly squeezed her knees together and calmly turned her head to see the girl who addressed us. Ravyn stayed in my lap, mirth shimmering in her eyes. Her hand returned to my shaft, and I had to work to keep my face neutral.
“No, thank you!” Ceres called. Her voice was breathy, but you would have never guessed I had three fingers completely inside her.
“We’re good,” Ravyn added without looking back. She pumped her hand, and I bit down hard on my tongue.
“As you wish. Call me if you need anything.” The waitress bowed.
“Thanks!” That one single word hitched in my throat, and I coughed. “Thanks,” I repeated.
The waitress looked between us, then shrugged and left us alone.
“Perhaps…we should move to the room after all.” Ceres wriggled her hips, and a tiny moan slipped from her throat.
Words could not express how badly I wanted to bend her over the side of the spring and take her. Right. Now.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Ravyn said, sounding a bit dejected. “Though getting caught’s half the fun.”
I started to disagree, but I couldn’t. The rush of adrenaline that came with the threat of someone finding us was out of this world.
Ceres slid away from my hand and hopped out of the hot spring. As she searched for our towels, Ravyn planted a foot on either side of me and took her time standing up, watching as I eyed her gorgeous curves. Water trickled down her skin, catching the candlelight and adding an ethereal glow.
“Like what you see?” Ravyn asked.
“You know I do.”
She smirked. “Baka. Doesn’t mean I don’t like to hear it.”
I leaned forward and kissed her thigh. “I love what I see.”
Ravyn stroked a hand through my hair. “Hm. Now, there’s a thought.” She grinned and stepped out of the pool.
…There’s a what, now?
“I’ve fetched our towels,” Ceres announced. She dutifully handed them to each of us. “I would suggest we skip the dressing room for now.”
“Took the words right out of my mouth.” Ravyn nodded, then looked up toward the waterfall. “Ball! You can stay out here!”
“Roger, Master! Squaawk!”
Smart when he wants to be.
I’d be lying if I said the three of us didn’t book it back to the room. Every second I spent without their touch felt like an eternity. I needed more. I needed them.
It seemed they felt the same.
“Lie down on the bed, Matt,” Ravyn commanded as she closed the door behind her. Someone had already lit the small lamps on the nightstands and wall, and my eyes adjusted quickly.
“Oh? Do you have an idea, Ravyn?” Ceres asked as she dropped her towel.
“Yes.” Ravyn’s towel joined Ceres’s, and then she ripped away mine and pointed at the bed. “Go, boy.”
I swallowed hard and did as she asked. It was weird to watch them come up behind me and move to stand on either side of the bed. Their gazes wandered across my body, and Ceres licked her lips. I felt like that night’s dinner. Vulnerable as hell. And I had to admit, it was hot as fuck.
Ravyn crawled onto the bed, and Ceres followed suit.
“You’re our plaything tonight. Do you understand?” Ravyn whispered, brushing my bangs away from my eyes.
“Yes.” I was afraid that they could hear my heart hammering against my chest.
“Take his lower half,” Ravyn said to Ceres. “I want his mouth.”
My heart stopped.
This was beyond what I’d dreamt about either of them. Nearly every time I’d slept with a catgirl, I’d either held full control or shared it.
Not now.
“I would be happy to,” Ceres murmured.
Ravyn mounted my chest and leaned forward, purple eyes piercing into my soul. “This is a good look for you.”
“I’m not sure—ngh!” I’d started to respond when Ceres’s mouth enveloped my cock. “Oh, God.”
“She works fast,” Ravyn mused, glancing over her shoulder.
“Y-yeah,” I stammered. I couldn’t see Ceres move—she was hidden behind Ravyn. I could only feel her curious tongue sliding up and down my shaft. The motions echoed the sweet pulls she’d taken from my fingers.
Ravyn turned back to me and leaned down. Just as I thought she’d kiss me, she moved one hand to my head and one breast to my mouth.
I latched on without a second thought. Her warm, smooth skin was heaven on my tongue. Her nipple hardened as I eagerly sucked and teased at her chest. I found myself repeating some of the same motions that Ceres did down below and felt any logical thought slipping away.
Ravyn pulled back and captured my kiss. She penetrated my lips with her tongue, and I was happy to reciprocate. Kissing Ravyn was like holding fire itself—a furious dance that burned twice as bright for half as long. But every second counted. Just having her lips on mine made me more sensitive to Ceres’s machinations. I realized my hips were moving on their own, and sweat trickled down my neck.
Ravyn pulled away and smiled. “Getting desperate, Matt?”
I swallowed hard and licked my lips. “That obvious?”
Ravyn glanced over her shoulder. “Maybe Ceres should use more than her mouth.”
Ceres hummed, then sat up. The sudden rush of cold air was sobering, and I gasped. She giggled before moving to straddle my thighs. “I have wished for this for so long.”
“I’ll keep you busy up here.” Ravyn resituated herself so her knees rested just above my shoulders, and her calves pinned my biceps. She sat on my chest, and the tips of her toes brushed against my sides.
As I looked up at her and she stared down at me, I couldn’t think. Could hardly breathe. She tangled one hand in my hair, and a sly smile toyed at her lips.
“Let’s see what you’ve learned with that tongue, hm?” Ravyn murmured.
Just as she rocked her hips to meet my jaw, I felt Ceres reposition herself around my lower half. She took my shaft with careful fingers and aligned it to her drenched core. I parted Ravyn’s folds with my tongue, and Ceres slowly dropped her hips, welcoming me inside her tight fit.
A chorus of moans and sighs escaped all three of us. Ravyn’s low groans harmonized with Ceres’s delicate whimpers, and I fought to catch my breath. Ravyn tasted hot and sweet, and I found myself lapping against her clit with a newfound determination. I wouldn’t disappoint her.
“There’s a good boy,” Ravyn sighed. “Just like that.”
Ceres sheathed me whole and moaned with pleasure. I could feel her throbbing against me, her soft walls clenched with need. Ravyn’s fingers tightened in my hair, and her head lulled back. A delicious moan vibrated in her chest.
“Goddess, yes,” Ceres whimpered.
If I thought concentrating on both of them at the same time in the hot spring was rough, it was nothing compared to this.
This. Is. Unreal.
I wanted to memorize the noises that they made and the quivering in their thighs. I never wanted to stop drinking Ravyn’s ecstasy or feeling Ceres’s lithe body around me.
Ceres’s tail coiled around my thigh, and Ravyn tucked hers beneath my arched back. The sweat on their backs dripped down their flanks to mingle with mine.
“You are…worth the wait, Matt,” Ceres whispered between gasps. She rested her hands on my abdomen, pressing down as she raised and lowered her hips faster. “Ngh…it is even—ah—better than I imagined.”
“Careful. Playthings should only be rewarded when they do well,” Ravyn said. But, after having known her for so long, I recognized the carefully practiced steadiness of her words.
I buried my tongue inside of her, and she squealed. It was a sound I’d never heard out of her before.
More.
I explored Ravyn’s soft walls, stroking every bump and curve with the flat of my tongue. She squirmed in delight, and her breathing raced. Ceres’s thrusts were starved and quick. I groaned, sending the vibrations inside Ravyn.
They were wild. And real. And mine.
“Don’t stop, Matt,” Ravyn pleaded.
Does she know how long I’ve waited to hear that?
“You’re so deep,” Ceres moaned, her voice heavy with lust. “I-I’m close!”
I was, too, though Ceres was the only one who could feel it.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Ravyn whimpered. “I’m coming!” She grabbed my head with both hands and pressed her hips hard against my mouth.
I felt Ravyn throbbing around my tongue just as Ceres cried out and writhed as if trying to make me go deeper. But there wasn’t any deeper to go. The sharp pulses of Ceres’s pussy around my shaft dragged me over the edge.
My strained cries were muffled against Ravyn’s skin as I drank her climax in hungry laps. As my own orgasm pumped inside Ceres, my toes curled, and my lips felt numb. Ceres’s thrusts slowed, but her continued convulsions milked me for all that I was worth.
Ravyn moved away from my face and knelt at my side, grabbing my now free hand and uncurling my fingers. Her face was flushed, and she was panting hard. She parted her legs and shoved four fingers into her heat, moaning as I slid them all the way to the last knuckle.
Jesus. I could almost fist you.
“Ravyn,” Ceres called, freeing herself from me and moving to the side. She wore a satisfied smile and heavy lids as she took Ravyn’s hand. “It is your turn.”
Ravyn looked at me, then looked between my legs. Her suspicion turned to surprise.
Just one more thing Nyarlea had done to me. Back-to-back orgasms weren’t just for porn stars anymore.
“Good.” Ravyn threw one leg over me. “Fuck me, Matt.”
I felt the weight of our last year together in those three words. I grabbed her hips and plunged inside of her. She was dripping from her climax, and she clenched around my shaft. I was sensitive as hell, and the sudden sensation ripped a groan from my chest.
Ceres moved behind her and slid her hands beneath Ravyn’s arms, groping her breasts and fingering her nipples. “Is this alright, Ravyn?”
“I—ah…hah—” Ravyn’s words skipped over breathy moans when I thrust into her. “Why am I the plaything now?” she managed at last.
“Should we stop?” I teased. I already felt more at home.
“No!” Ravyn cried, raking her nails against my chest.
Ceres laughed. She bit Ravyn’s shoulder and kneaded her breasts while I watched them both.
Seeing the desperation on Ravyn’s face woke something animalistic in me. I dug my fingertips into her thighs and fucked her hard. I wanted to earn every cry and yelp that escaped her. I wanted to claim her.
I will.
Ravyn screamed my name as she orgasmed again, her eyes rolling back into her head. I climaxed with her, letting both our furious bucking slow before sitting up and kissing her. I stroked Ravyn’s hair and touched Ceres’s face, cupping her chin in my palm.
Ravyn’s tail wrapped around my back, and Ceres’s around Ravyn’s waist. Ravyn broke our embrace, and Ceres rested her chin on Ravyn’s shoulder, looking at me expectantly. I smiled and kissed her next, massaging her downy ear as I enjoyed the sensation of her melting against us both.
The three of us collapsed on the bed. Ravyn to my left, Ceres to my right. I slid my arms beneath their necks and pulled them close.
“Ravyn, it is good to see you relax,” Ceres murmured. “I find you are often more tense than Matt.”
“If you tell anyone about this trip, I’ll deny it all.” Ravyn smirked.
“You both deserve to relax,” I said, suddenly feeling very tired. “You work so hard.”
“Baka.”
Ceres giggled, then curled her leg around mine and fell asleep.
I yawned. “Sweet dreams, Ravyn.”
It was quiet for so long that I thought Ravyn had fallen asleep. Then, she kissed my cheek, and nuzzled her head into the curve of my neck. “Sweet dreams, Matt.”
How the hell did I get so lucky?
