The Beauty's Hidden Beast

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This whole chapter contains pure porn. Skip if you are in public. 😈
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"It looks better than I thought," I muttered, allowing Muir to kiss the new spousal mark. Taking his hands off my shoulders, I placed them over my chest, "a prize for a job well done."
He froze.
"Go ahead," I urged, holding his wrist, "touch me."
He swallowed, his eyes widening. With a hesitant touch, he palmed the underside of my breasts, his fingers lightly brushing against the tips. My nipples stiffened at the contact, causing a strange sound to escape his throat. His hands trembled as he squeezed and kneaded my flesh.
Vick pressed a clear crystal against Muir's lips, "Couldn't help noticing you're sticking to herbs instead of using a crystal. Makes me wonder if the reason why you haven't found a female yet is because you are dirt poor?"
"Males from the eagle clan are known to be distant. Most females don't enjoy their company," said Curtis, burning the eagle without even trying.
From the way Muir squeezed my chest even harder as he choked on the clear crystal, hinted at Curtis hitting the bullseye.
Placing Muir's hands back on the edge of the tub, I turned to face him, watching the emotions that flickered across his features, "Our looks seem to be all we've got, doesn't it? Like me, your personality leaves much to be desired, but at least you are nice to look at, especially your eyes."
Muir's lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but the words died on his tongue.
I grabbed his chin, tilting his head upwards. "You also have a beautiful voice," I said, my thumb lightly grazing his bottom lip. "If you behave, I might be persuaded to put that mouth of yours to better use than to spew out stupid nonsense, not that I'm any different. We are quite the same, Muir, though you might not realize it yet."
The sound that escaped his throat was something between a gasp and a groan. His lips were warm against my skin, tickling my fingertips. I pushed my thumb into his mouth. He sucked it greedily, swirling his tongue around the digit, his eyes closed as if savoring a particularly delicious treat.
The sight of his flushed cheeks and reddened lips was strangely erotic, the heat pooling between my thighs. I pulled my thumb out, tracing a wet trail across his bottom lip before I licked my own thumb, tasting the lingering traces of his saliva.
Muir clutched at the edge of the tub, knuckles turning white as if struggling to keep himself grounded. There were two males, watching his every move. One wrong step, and they would take me away from him, no doubt.
I cupped his cheek, pulling him closer. I latched my mouth onto his neck, licking and sucking. He shuddered and moaned, his breathing coming in ragged gasps. I nipped at the tender skin, tasting the salt of his sweat - his scent was a mixture of fresh pine and wild berries.
He was still kneeling on the ground, his shoulders hunched, his chest heaving as he struggled to regain his composure.
I pulled away, looking at his flushed cheeks and reddened ears, and a smile spread across my face. I ran my finger down the length of his throat, feeling his pulse beating wildly beneath the skin, "Now go to the corner and play on your own. I'm going to finish cleaning up."
"Precious, I think you are going to give Muir an early death with all those teasings," said Vick, placing a hand over Muir's scorching forehead, checking his temperature.
Muir pulled away from Vick's hand, outraged, he hastily recollected his scattering pride from being treated like a little boy by Vick.
"Yaya, can we play too?" asked Curtis, leaning over the edge. His face was mere inches from mine.
"Be sure to be quiet. If Nivi catches a whiff of what we are doing in her bathroom, she will be really pissed." I leaned towards Curtis and kissed him on the lips.
He kissed me back, his tongue probing my lips. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue inside, our lips dancing and intertwining,
Muir walked away, stumbling, as if his legs were made of jelly, his gaze lingering on me.
When I broke the kiss, Curtis had a dumbstruck look on his face. "Yaya, that was amazing," he said.
"Now go join Muir," I pointed towards the corner where Muir had disappeared, whether in shame or in frustration, only he knew, "Show him how he can seduce me with his body and how he can make me want him."
Curtis licked his lips, his tongue tracing the outline of his mouth as he looked at me. His eyes were full of hunger, and he seemed to be enjoying the sight of my naked body.
I sank back into the water, watching the exquisite male exposing his sculpted body as he touched himself to the thought of me.
Muir's features were taut with a primal intensity. "Back off! Your scent mingles with hers, unbearable," he growled, distancing himself from Curtis.
Curtis met Muir's gaze with a raised eyebrow, "My scent mingling with Yaya's?" his strokes becoming faster and more urgent, his breathing ragged and labored.
I cupped my breasts, leaning down to squeeze them. As I licked myself, I felt the tension rising, the air charged with the sexual energy emanating from the three men, "You are slacking Muir."
Muir bit his lips, his hips jerking involuntarily, his muscles rippling under the strain of his arousal, but he didn't touch himself, probably still fighting the urges.
Curtis poked Muir's cock with his tail, "Winged rat, you are letting Yaya down."
"Screw off," said Muir through gritted teeth, slapping his tail away.
"That tail was inside of me not long ago. Are you sure you don't want it?" I teased Muir.
"No," Muir grunted.
Vick chuckled, "You can't deny you are thinking about it."
"Go die," Muir snarled.
"Come on, Muir, you can do it." I said, my tone low and inviting, "Let's play together. Let Curtis carry your scent over to me."
Muir's expression hardened, but he eventually complied.
Curtis raised a brow as he wrapped his tail around Muir's member, stroking him with the tip of his tail until he leaked some precum.
People do the weirdest stuff when they're caught up in lust, all to amp up the thrill.
I got off the bath, leaning against the tub, I spread my legs, wriggling my pointer at Curtis like an invitation.
Curtis's tail immediately let go of Muir and slithered inside my entrance, rubbing against the walls of my vagina, stretching the muscles with each stroke, "Yaya, you are really wet."
Muir's eyes shot open, his gaze fixated on me, his jaw clenching as he fought against his body's natural reaction.
Vick grabbed hold of my waist, steadying me. I let out a small sigh. The sensation of Curtis's tail wriggling around inside me felt incredible.
Vick's hand snaked around my chest, cupping one of my breasts, his fingers teasing the sensitive nipple.
I could feel the heat rising from within me, the tension building in my core, "Your skills got a bit rusty," I said.
Vick chuckled, his other hand moving between my legs, his fingers probing my folds. "Do you want more, Precious?" he asked, his breath hot against my ear.
"Yes," I sighed quietly.
Vick glanced at Curtis, "Curtis, give her the best of your efforts."
"Okay," the tip of Curtis's tail teased the sensitive spot just above my opening, causing a wave of pleasure to wash over me.
Muir was watching us, his eyes dark and hungry, his breathing shallow and rapid.
"Yaya, open your legs more," said Curtis, his tail stroking and prodding, not minding how his tail was being treated like a huge sex toy.
The fingers around my nipples pinched and twisted. I gasped, my legs buckling under the assault.
"Come, Precious, show us how good it feels," Vick whispered, his fingers rubbing my clit. The added stimulation sent me over the edge.
My whole body trembled, my toes curling as the pleasure exploded within me, consuming me.
Muir couldn't handle the sight anymore. He let out a choked groan as he grabbed his cock.
Curtis pulled his tail out, making Muir lick the juices from his tail, "Yaya's taste is really good."
"Shut up," Muir panted, his strokes growing faster and harder, his breath ragged.
"Do you want a taste too, Vick?" I asked.
Vick's grip on my waist tightened, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth.
"Yaya, I need more." Curtis changed into his human form and reached closer, sandwiching me between him and Vick, his tongue swiping along my cheek, his breath hot against my skin.
Vick's fingers grabbed Curtis's cocks, "Sorry, buddy. I don't want these things to go anywhere near our Yaya yet."
"I want to be inside of Yaya," Curtis frowned.
"Not until she is fully ready."
"She is dripping wet. It'll slide in easily."
"She is not ready," Vick pressed on.
"Then, what am I supposed to do with these?" Curtis asked, looking down at his two excited cocks, "They were made to be inside Yaya."
"I can take care of them for you." Holding my waist with his left arm, Vick wrapped his right hand around both of them, pumping the lengths, his movements slow and steady.
I grabbed Curtis's face, pulling him down and kissing his lips before looking down.
I watched as Curtis writhed and squirmed, his body shuddering under the onslaught of pleasure. His eyes were glazed over, his lips parted, his tongue flicking out to taste the air, "Yaya-"
Vick smirked, increasing the pace of his strokes. Curtis let out a guttural moan, his entire body shaking. He came hard, his seed splattering all over my stomach and chest.
I looked up to send a snarl at Vick, "Seriously?"
"Sorry, Yaya," Curtis mumbled, his eyes filled with guilt, as he nudged me back into the tub to clean my body off his cum.
I stepped inside the tub without much protest, "Clean up the bathroom before anyone else wakes up. Make sure not a trace of you is left behind."
"Okay," Curtis said, grabbing a cloth, wiping away the remnants of his release. He kicked the limb birdman, waking him up from a trance, "Get moving," he ordered, his voice no longer clouded by the overwhelming lust like a while ago, his expression also cooling down.
Catching his breath, Muir hastily cleaned the cum off his hands and stomach and then went over to clean the mess that he had made with a poker face.
"You're just going to leave it like that?" I glanced at the evident bulge as Vick grabbed a woolen towel, draping it so he could snugly wrap me in it.
"Unlike some, I can wait until we have a place that we can call ours," Vick said, humorously mocking the lack of restraint shown by the others.
These types of activities were quite a good form of stress relief, and Vick's face suggested he was enjoying himself, eager to extend the 'live action' for just a little longer, "This made me think of those good old times when we used to watch porn together."
I snorted, taking the towel from him and swiftly drying off before slipping into my clothes, making the corners of his lips twitch, "Yeah, now it's just you, your hand, and the theater in your mind."
"..." Vick outstretched his hand to smack my ass, which I swiftly blocked with the damp towel.
╔═══ Author's note ════╗
Not Yaya turning her males into her little personal pornstars.🤦🏻‍♀️ She is trying to set up some boundaries without having to sacrifice too much of her dignity.
I was experimenting a bit with writing smut and ended up writing a scene that is as long as two short chapters. 👼
Are you enjoying this kind of long smut? Is it a good fap material? Or are some of the dialogues making it too awkard? I mean Yaya seemed a bit stressed and she needed to unwind. The lust made them all a bit tipsy, and slightly out of their everyday character. 😁
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