Her heightened senses made everything sharper.
The taste of Xavi on her tongue was more vivid, saltier and sweeter at the same time. The stretch of Ermin inside her was more intense, every ridge and vein of his cock registering with impossible clarity. The rough pads of Xavi’s fingers tracing her jaw, the scrape of Ermin’s teeth on her nipple, the mingled scents of bear and panther and her own dripping arousal—all of it layered together into a sensory symphony that had her hovering on the edge of climax.
Xavi couldn’t look away from her face. The way her lips stretched around him, the flutter of her lashes every time Ermin drove especially deep, the glazed, pleasure-drunk look in her eyes. It was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed.
Ermin’s tail had wrapped around her waist again, pulling her down harder onto his cock with every thrust.
Tera moaned around Xavi’s cock. The vibration made him gasp, and his hips bucked forward involuntarily, pushing another inch past her lips. She took it greedily, relaxing her throat as much as she could, her hands still working the base of his shaft.
"Tera..." Xavi’s voice was strained now, the careful reverence cracking into raw need.
Ermin’s thrusts stuttered. A deep, rumbling growl built in his chest, and his tail tightened convulsively around her waist. She felt him swell inside her, felt the telltale pulse of his cock, and then he was coming.
His cum filling her triggered her own orgasm like a domino falling.
Her climax crashed over her, and she moaned helplessly around Xavi’s shaft as the sensations rolled through her.
Xavi watched her come undone, and the sight of it—her eyes squeezed shut, her lips still wrapped around him, her body trembling and clenching around another male’s cock while she moaned around his—nearly pushed him over the edge. He gritted his teeth, holding on by sheer will.
Ermin kept moving through the aftershocks, slower now but still deep, until the last of his release was spent. He stayed buried inside her, breathing hard against her skin, arms wrapped tightly around her waist as if he had no intention of letting go.
For a few breathless seconds, the shelter was silent except for heavy breathing.
Her hand was wrapped around Xavi’s cock, and she could feel him throbbing in her grip, untouched and aching and desperately hard.
She looked up at the bear through heavy-lidded eyes.
Xavi was staring down at her like a male barely holding on to his sanity—cock flushed dark, glistening from her mouth.
His voice came out rough and strained.
"My turn."
Xavi’s hands slid under her arms and lifted her off Ermin in one smooth motion.
A desperate whimper escaped her lips at the loss, but before she could even process the absence, Xavi had laid her down on the moss bedding and settled between her thighs.
The blunt, heavy head of his cock pressed against her entrance and pushed in with one long, relentless thrust.
His body covered hers completely, a wall of heat and muscle pressing her into the soft moss. She could feel every inch of him. The hard planes of his chest against her breasts, the thick weight of his cock resting against her slick folds, and his breath hot against her neck.
He was burning.
Xavi pushed inside her in one long thrust.
Tera’s back arched hard off the bedding. He was so much bigger. The pressure of him filling her after Ermin’s already thorough attention made every nerve ending sing with an intensity that bordered on too much. Her walls stretched around him, accommodating his size with a tight, clenching heat that made Xavi bury his face in her neck and groan.


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