A Christmas Tail

A Christmas Tail by Trinity Blacio

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cheek.
    “No,” she whispered.
    “Yes kitten,” he slid it inch by inch inside her neither hole making her moan. She hung her head between her hands and took a deep breath as he pulled the candy cane in and out of her ass when she felt his cock slid into her pussy at the same time.
    There was no warning as he surged in, lifting her partly off the floor. “Mine” Davis said, taking the candy out of her he wrapped his arms around her, cupping her breasts and bringing her up against him as he loved her. “Look at the lights, kitten they’re all for you,” he whispered in her ear and she opened her eyes to see fireworks lighting the sky.
    “Davis,” she whispered bringing her arms back and wrapping them around his neck as he loved her. Slow long strokes in and out of her, his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples when she felt a mouth down below on her clit, licking her.
    She started to look down, but Davis let go of her breast and slapped her thigh. “No, look outside, just feel. You know no one will touch you but the three of us.” As he said this, one of her legs were lifted and placed on Orion’s shoulders. She could smell him. This new angle let Davis drive deep into her, hitting that something sensitive inside her.
    “What...” she shook and screamed as Davis sank his fangs into her neck the same time his cock hit that spot inside her, sending her over. The orgasm was so powerful Betsy swore she peed herself.
    “Orion?” her gaze dropped to his, but she had nothing to worry about. He seemed to be feeding off her as Davis once more hit that spot inside her, sending the fireworks inside her off once more.
    Betsy threw her head back and just let go. Davis and Orion worked three more orgasm from her, juices or whatever was coming out of her and rolled down her legs as Davis snarled in her ear, releasing his seed inside her. She would have fell if Orion hadn’t held her up.
    Orion stood in front of her, grinning. “You, my dear, are a squitter, so good.” He licked his lips and kissed her softly before turning her, as Davis slid out of her.
    “I knew she would be. I can’t wait to play more, but your Orak awaits you in the bathroom.” Davis scooped her up, kissing her hard, claiming her once more. As he lifted his head, she touched her lips knowing they were swollen and red.
    “You look beautiful and well-loved. I want to see this look on you all the time,” he said nipping her nose and carrying her to the bathroom.
    “If that happened, I would never leave the room. As it is, we won’t be going anywhere for the next few days I’m afraid.” She smiled up at him as he stepped into the smaller room.
    Barry grinned at her, “There is no other place the three of us would love to be other than inside you.”
    Lowering her feet to the ground, she stared at the steamy water and moaned. The smell of lavender filled the air and candles flickered around them. The music that played in the living room was also playing in the bathroom.
    “I’ll see you soon.” Davis kissed the mark he’d left on her neck and stepped back allowing Barry to wrap his arms around her, holding her.
    “Having a hard time standing, Kitten?” he actually purred. “Did my weru’s take good care of you?” he asked, lifting her in his arms as he stepped into the tub. He sat down, all the while holding her cradled her against his chest.
    She moaned as the hot water surrounded her. “I don’t know how you do it, but the three of you already seem to know me so well. The hot water, the view, flowers and champagne.” Betsy looked up at Barry, tears filled her eyes as she tried to swallow. “Are you going to disappear? Is this a dream I made up?”
    He squeezed her tight, biting her shoulder. “You should know by now we are here to stay. Get used to this, kitten. because we take care of what is ours.” He laughed and she could see the play in his eyes. “If we didn’t, I’m afraid each of our mothers would personally kick our

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