Steamy night with 2 Husband
Tigris stood rigid at the edge of the ring, his golden gaze fixed intently on the fight, every muscle coiled.
Jormungandr loomed beside him, his serpentine form calm and unblinking.
The two turned to glance at one another, holding each other’s stare for a few quiet seconds, before their brief silent exchange was cut short.
“Beat her! Beat her good!” Donna roared from the crowd, pumping her fist in the air.
“That move looks brutal! Do it again!” Mara shouted right beside her, her voice thick with excitement.
“Why i never do that before? Male is prohibited from hurting female, but there is indeed no rules about one female to another,” Donna laugh at the end.
Tigris and Jor snapped their attention back to the fray, their expressions sharp and watchful once more.
Still not done, I shifted my grip and trapped her jaw in a Mandible Claw.
My fingers pressed hard against the soft nerves beneath her chin, throbbing, stabbing pain shooting through her entire head.
“STOP! It burns! Please, release me!” Lola wailed, twisting uselessly beneath my hold.
The crowd let out quiet, amused chuckles at her helpless writhing.
A few strong male beasts stepped forward to hold the whimpering chief back, telling him not to interfere, this was a fight between two females, and tribal custom would let it play out.
More onlookers called out remarks, pointing and whispering about the strange, painful techniques I used.
Finally, I twisted her leg and locked in a brutal Ankle Lock.
The sharp, searing pain in her joint made her scream louder than she had all night, her body thrashing wildly against the hold.
“MY ANKLE! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”
A quiet thought ran through my mind as I held her there.
I had always wanted to dish out this kind of payback to Mei Mei back in the old days, but I never dared, fearing I would end up locked away in a cell.
Now, after everything I had endured, letting out all this frustration felt incredibly refreshing.
After a few minutes of arguing with the chief, who begged and wept, I finally let go of the crying tiger.
I had thought despite her short build, with healthy fat distributed in all the right spots, the female beast would put up more of a struggle.
Most likely from constant conflicts within this beast world, females here rely entirely on their males for protection.
These females barely hold any real combat capability beyond petty squabbling.
I was not particularly powerful myself.
Standing at 167 centimeters, I had a slender frame.
Yet I possessed a scandalous friend who hopped into bed with every famous boys at our university she encountered.
I could not tell if this was a blessing or a curse, but all the trouble I endured acting as her meat shield was somehow rewarding in its own way.
“Lily, I will have my men lock her inside a cage for the time being. Please find it in your heart to forgive my daughter.”
“You understand we have very few females in our tribe, and every single one holds great importance.”
I did not give him the chance to continue speaking.
Tears streamed down his face.
“Lily.” He pulled me into his embrace.
Unlike usual, his body felt cold.
This was not because I had grown accustomed to Jor’s warmth, he genuinely felt cold at the moment.
“Tigris, are you alright? Why are you so cold?”
Before Tigris could reply, my vision blurred to black, and I passed out.
Several hours later, my head still throbbed with dizziness when I woke to find two beastmen curled up snugly on either side of my body.
“You fool of a tiger, how could you not understand what a fever is? Her skin burns hot. You are a warm blooded beast, yet no female ought to carry such a high body temperature.”
“I am her first mate, while you have no claim to her at all. The tribe healer said I should mate with her to make her sweat out the fever so she recovers faster.”
“My inherited ancestral knowledge never mentions such a reckless cure. From my forefathers’ records, a feverish female’s body needs proper cooling first.”
Jor wrapped his snake tail around my bare body.
My limbs grew heavy and sluggish, yet his cool body brought immense relief against my skin skin.
Did i really catch fever?
Well, after all that crap i have been through, no wonder my imMune gave out at the last minute, i guess Jor’s healing is not all powerful.
“Stop touching, even it took me long time for her to let me fondle her breast!” He pushes away Jor’s tail and grab my right chest, but instead of letting me go, Jor’s tail moves downward below my navel
“I told you Lily need to cool down, no wonder lily got kidnapped, her first mate is an idiot.”
While his mouth continue to curse tigris, his tail takes advantage of the absence of tigris’s attention, and start rubbing my small bean.
Tigris with his temper not letting go of my chest, and instead it became tighter and i can feel his nails start to make a scratch.
“what are you guys doing…” I want to scream, im still too dizzy from the heat, i probably got 39 degrees or something.
“wife, you wake up, hurry up and kick this stinky snake out of here.”
“Lily, are you in pain? i will comfort you,” so he says but i can feel something really wrong going in my inside down there.
Maybe because i have fever, but his chill tail going in make me shiver, but it doesnt feel bad at all.
“No, stop fighting…. just do… it,”
‘Stop fighting, just go out do your business outside, it is hard for me to rest!’ is what i want to say, but the tingle at my bottom make me fail to convey what i want to say.
“Do it?
You want us both Lily?” The foolish tiger with glossy eyes bites his own lip, “I told you, my body temperature sooth Lily’s fever.
Does it feel good, Lily?”
Jor’s hand start to tease my face, removing hair strand, his palm is rough but feel very good on my skin.
“That’s …. it,”
‘Thats not it!
that is not what i mean!’ I fail to convey my disaproval, but the his tail moving inside me slowly but deeper and deeper.
Tigris push Jor’s hand from my face and pull my face to him and he start push in his tounge in mine.
I guess i am really sick, because his tounge taste like warm and sweet egg pudding.
The usual rough and forceful Tigris is gone, he become softer, play with my tongue slowly, and his hand not stop silent.
It start to massage my breast very gently, maybe because i’m sick or he just start to feel threaten by Jor existence so he wants to do things differently.
“Humh, i guess having your mark close to her pleasure spot make you capable, but afraid not, i will fill you to the brim.”
Jor start to move, he is going down on me, as he never pulling out his drill.
His long delicate snake tongue brushing my little bean.
Like it find it toy he start to play with it while his tail keep moving with a very lewd noise.
“Lily, are you naughty female? It’s very wet here, and make such a naughty noise.” He speaking while his tongue still on my peak of pleasure, it make my whole world shaking and my butt going up against my will.
“It’s me who make her wet more!” Tigris afraid of losing my attention, he is giving more stiulation to my nipple, “See, even here become hard Lily, you like it when i do this hmmmhh,” as if his finger attack is not enough, Tigris run his rough tongue to my ear, his breath and saliva making a very vulgar noise.
“Ngh…. ” I moan harder, i grab Jor’s silky hair.
I aim to push him away, but my consentration spliting to every sensitive part of my body, i didn’t realize when but Tigris has move behind me and sucking my neck like a vampire.
He found my most sensitive spot in the back, and because of that my spontan reaction made my hands instead of pushing Jor, i pull him hard.
“Are you running out patient already, Lily?”
‘No, it is not like that’ I glare at him but i can’t utter words as Tigris hand magically increase my sensitivity.
Jor move up, his two leg pushing my thigh up above his.
Making the center of my grafity full to the back where Tigris become my wall, wall with leecherous hands and tongue.
The full view in front of me is two things that supposed to be one.
No, i can’t.
“I think you’ve seen this before, but snake beast have a pair of genital. do you want one or two, Lily?” His face getting closer to mine.
My eyes flickering in horror, but his hand lead mine to his pair weapon.
Full of vein, slimmy and hard, but surprisingly different from the rest of his body, it’s not that cold.
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Chapter notes:
Cat family maintain body temperature at 38 to 40 degrees.
sorry, i mixed up a chapter with my other book.!