Gelan leaned close to deliver one of his body-melting kisses. His hand wrapped around Krijero’s primary dick at the base. As he delivered a languorous tasting to Krijero’s mouth, he stroked Krijero’s slick cock up to the tip in a firm grip. The Imdiko cried out in Gelan’s mouth, his ass coming up off the bed surface as delicious sensation licked its way through his loins.
Gelan stroked again, down and back up. A heady surge poured heat into Krijero’s secondary prick. He balled up the bedding in his fists. Damn, it felt good to be handled this way. In the last year, his two lovers had learned exactly how to fondle him, what pressure he liked best, where to touch, everything. Krijero often thought they knew his body and its responses better than he did.
Gelan released the kiss and his cock, much to the Imdiko’s dismay. Krijero made a plaintive sound at the retreating Dramok.
“I’ve got you,” Wynhod whispered.
The Nobek’s more primitive face lowered down to Krijero’s, and he parted his lips for the coming kiss. Just as Wynhod’s tongue traced a wet path over his lips, the enforcer’s hand replaced Gelan’s on his cock. Krijero moaned and tried to jerk his hips forward, wanting to move in that wondrous tight grip. However, Gelan’s earlier command to keep still held his body down.
It turned out he didn’t need to move. Wynhod’s hand worked up and down his length as he slid his tongue into Krijero’s mouth, seeking and tasting fully. The Imdiko stroked his tongue over Wynhod’s, enticing him to remain. Meanwhile, erotic heat billowed throughout his groin as the Nobek kept masturbating him.
A slick touch traced gently around Krijero’s anus. He couldn’t contain the anticipatory shudder that traveled up his spine as Gelan’s thick fingers teased the puckered bud, sending extra thrills all through his body. As Wynhod continued to kiss him, Gelan’s warm mouth covered one of Krijero’s nipples, licking and sucking to bring electric excitement zapping straight down to his pricks.
Two of Gelan’s fingers pressed on the Imdiko’s entrance. Krijero relaxed into the unspoken demand, opening to allow the invaders inside. Coated in Krijero’s juices, the fingers entered him easily.
Gelan probed for the Imdiko’s cum spot, finding it almost right away. A blast of pure carnal need shot up Krijero’s spine, detonating in his skull and making him yell into Wynhod’s mouth. His cocks tightened and swelled. He was suddenly much more sensitive to the hand working him with long, quick strokes. Boiling ecstasy filled the second cock and shoved upward to threaten the primary. He was on the brink of spilling.
Krijero shook his head, trying to free himself of Wynhod’s kiss to warn them. Apparently divining the issue, Gelan stopped teasing his nipple to whisper, “Easy, Krijero. Let it go. Come for us.”