The night was warm.
It was the first in a long time that Visha had felt so warm. She threw her thermal suit aside and was wearing an animal skin outfit. Well, more like a wrap.
She had wrapped a large animal skin around her body to look like a strapless dress. The curvature of her ample breasts and buttocks was outlined in the dress.
She had just finished washing off. Her hair was slightly damp. She used a soft fur from one of the animals Uri hunted to dry her hair.
She looks over at the two men. Both of them naked, sitting on animal skins.
Visha has seen them many times. Yet, she couldn't stop the blush that spread across her face. Xeno's back was against the wall. Uri, between his legs, leaning against him.
The two men seemed caught up in a conversation she couldn't hear.
She knew they were together before she came, but she had never really seen them do anything intimate. Seeing the two men now. How Xeno subconsciously stroked Uri's side while Uri's hand rested on his thigh.
She wasn't jealous. She thought she would be, but looking at them, together like this, made her feel like the three of them were together. And it wasn't just here with two men.
Whatever Xeno was telling Uri, she could see he enjoyed it.
Without the restriction of the loincloth, she watched as his cock stood, strong and proud. She saw Xeno move his hand toward it.
She watched Uri's body shudder as Xeno took hold of his cock.
The way Uri's eyes closed had his breath hitched, made Visha realize just how long it had been since they had been intimate with each other.
She remembered the blowjob she gave Xeno and her promise to give one to Uri while Xeno watched.
She mouth watered with the thought of his cock inside her mouth. She swallowed, unable to look away as Xeno stroked Uri.
Uri's arm grips Xeno's thigh. Uri's hips buck into Xeno's hand. Uri tilts his head back, and they kiss.
Visha watched as they devoured each other. The kiss, a tangled mess of tongue, looked demanding. As though they were both staking their claim on each other. She heard Uri's deep moan as Xeno stroked him faster.
Visha didn't know when she moved.
Watching them like this is electric. The heat coiled deep inside her. She found herself being drawn in, like a moth to a flame.
Xeno's gaze flickered to Visha. The golden orbs glowed in the darkness. He broke away from the kiss, gesturing to Visha, who was close.
Uri's chest rose and fell frantically. He opened his eyes to look at Visha. Just like Xeno, whose eyes would turn golden as if his beast side wanted to surface, the same happened to Uri.
The vertical slit like eyes caught Visha's attention. She had half expected it to happen, but when she saw it, except for a moment of surprise, she was fascinated.
She could see the predatory glint in his eyes. After their claiming kiss, he wanted to claim her, too. Uri, always calm, was much more aggressive than Xeno when it came to fucking.
Visha crawled over on her hands and knees. The two men were watching her. Taking in every move she made. Her hand reached for Xeno's hand, still holding Uri's cock. Not stroking now, just holding.
"My turn. Remember what you wanted to see?" Visha purred as she licked her lips.
Her eyes were trained on Xeno, willing him to remember the conversation they had had before. She saw it, the moment he remembered. He let go of Uri's cock, letting him lean against him, kissing his neck.
Uri, unaware of what was happening, watched the interaction between the two.
A conversation he wasn't privy to.
It sent a pang of jealousy through him for a moment. They had secrets he didn't know.
He almost wanted to stop everything when he heard Xeno's husky voice in his ear.
"Shasha wants to make you feel good." He licked along Uri's neck, nipping at his earlobe.
Even in his jealous and lust-addled brain, he realized that their conversation had something to do with him. He knew Xeno well enough that he could recognize that he was referring to whatever conversation they had had before.
It was about him. Now, a sense of anticipation ran through him.
Visha held his cock, hot, heavy, and pulsing.
Visha licked her lips as she looked into Uri's eyes. She leaned in, placing a kiss on the tip. She inhaled the musky scent.
Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, tasting him.
Uri's hand shot to her hair, gripping tightly.
She took Uri's cock into her mouth. Her lips stretched around the girth, sucking slowly and deep.
Uri groaned, the sound thundering in his chest as he bucked his hips.
Xeno shifted, still cradling Uri. His cock peeked out as if wanting to see what was happening. He didn't move, only looked at his two partners.
Visha's head bobbed, saliva coating Uri's length. She hollowed her cheeks, tongue pressing flat against the underside.
They didn't know when it started, but the sounds of couples fucking reached them momentarily. The groans, moans, and sounds of skin on skin spurred them on.
Visha took in as much as she could, gagging on Uri's cock. His fingers tightened in her hair, yanking her off with a wet pop.
They could hear the restraint in his voice, "Are you sure? I don't want to be rough with you, Sha'mīn, but I don't know if I can stop myself if you do this."
Visha's response was to lean in and take the head of his cock in her mouth.
Releasing her hair for a moment, he caressed her cheek. "If I get too rough, touch Xeno; he knows what to do."
Gripping her hair, her mouth still around his cock, he slammed into her mouth. His hips bucked, shoving his cock deeper, hitting the back of her throat.
He held her head down, forcing her to take all of him. He watched as her eyes teared up and she gagged, yet he still didn't allow her off his cock.
His eyes scanned Visha as if looking for signs of reluctance.
"She's okay," came Xeno's voice. "Our girl can take it."
Visha's was so wet she could feel it dripping. She heard Xeno and knew Uri wanted to make sure she was alright. She met his eyes and moaned around his length.
Uri hissed, pulling her up before mercilessly using her mouth. His hand held her steady, fucking her mouth with short, brutal strokes.
Sometimes, holding her down, forcing her to take everything, not allowing her to breathe.
Visha braced her hands on his thighs. His cock rammed in and out, slick with her saliva. The wet sounds echoed in the cave dwelling.
Uri pulled her hair harder, forcing her again to take every inch. He watched as her throat bulged with every plunge.
"More...more." His eyes closed. His entire body leaning on Xeno, who was stroking his cock, watching as Uri fucked Visha's face.
Xeno saw Uri's eyes, dark, wild. He knew this was who Uri truly was. Beneath the facade of calm. He was a man who was extremely possessive of what he thought belonged to him.
He wasn't punishing Visha. He was staking his claim. Letting her know she belonged to him.
Xeno knew he wanted to do so much more. But he worked with what Visha was able to allow. If there should be a day she lets them in completely, Uri would never let go.
Xeno watched everything. His need for both of them growing. He wanted to slam his cock inside Visha and claim her like he knows she wants to be claimed.
Her arousal was thick in the air.
Uri's thrusts turned frantic. Hips slamming up to bury himself. He was relentless, grunting with every plunge.
"This is what you wanted Sha'mīn. Take it all."
Visha looked up at him, her gags turning into desperate slurps. Uri rammed harder, faster, deeper, impossibly deeper.
"Sha'mīn," he hissed as he exploded down her throat. He let her swallow every bit of him. Only pulling out when he had softened.
Her eyes glazed, tears streaming down her face. She looked thoroughly fucked. Seeing her like this made Uri really want to fuck her. He knew it wasn't time for that yet.
This woman. She belongs to them.
He would wait until she was ready.