“You get the boots, I can get the rest of her uniform,” V’dim ordered.
Z’fir quickly got the picture and unbuckled my boots, throwing them on the floor, and aided V’dim in removing the bottom half of my uniform. Swiftly, they threw it on the ground, lost in the room’s darkness.
Gripping my hips, V’dim dragged me closer as he nudged my thighs apart and knelt before me. The coolness of his scales only added to the burning desire that grew in me. It didn’t matter if it was Odelm or V’dim adding to my emotions, driving me to this point. They couldn’t override what was already there—I wanted this.
V’dim may not have had a youthful appearance like Odelm, but he was still attractive. The variety of his blue and violet swirls glowed along his dark-colored body as his indigo anemone hair shimmered, lighting up his face.
I watched him, waiting, as I absorbed how gorgeous he was, even with his traditional coloring.
V’dim stared at the apex of my legs as if he was lost what. His body jerked, and he glanced away for a moment, nodding before returning his gaze to me, locking his turquoise eyes with mine.
Leaning forward, his fingers brushed my mound before he ran the tip of his finger up and down my slit. Tentacles wrapped around my legs, holding them apart, the tips leaving a tingling trail in their wake from their conductive coating.
“Yes…” I hissed as I jerked, trying to direct where his fingers traveled.
He chuckled before he pushed one finger into my liquid heat. I closed my eyes, focusing on his swirling. One finger became two as he dragged his thumb over my clit in tight circles, leisurely pumping both in and out.
The mattress shifted as someone moved behind me. My fresh court bond told me it was Z’fir. Hands pushed under me, grabbing me by my arms before propping me against his cool chest. A heavy scent surrounded me, filling my lungs with a tingly sensation. His scaled hands gripped my breasts, massaging them as they pinched my hardened nipples.
The sounds of heavy breathing filled my ear as something leafy fell on my shoulder.
“If my moss is affecting you this much, wait until you are in heat.”
I opened my mouth to reply, only to have it filled by a flower-tipped vine, tasting something sweet dripping onto my tongue. V’dim paused his rubbing just as I could feel my climax starting to build and removed his hand. I opened my eyes to see why, only to see him looking down at his juncture in confusion.
His expression dimmed my arousal. Something was wrong.
I gripped Z’fir’s vine from my mouth—he let me as if he knew why—as he released my breasts.
“What is wrong?” I asked carefully.
He gestured to his crotch. “It’s not opening,” he replied, his deep voice confused.
“Perhaps Selena needs to coax it out,” Xylo suggested behind us.
Without a second thought, I leaned forward and gripped his hips, pulling him closer.
My other nestmates enjoyed themselves while I sucked and nipped them.
Holding him tightly between my legs, I inspected his juncture and noticed a thin slit, barely highlighted against his dark-colored scaled skin. It had to be his sheath. If it would not come out on its own with my help, I would inject with him with my newly acquired venom so he could give me his bonding spores.
Closing my eyes, I focused on his golden thread and sent him all of my assurance laced with the arousal that still brewed in me. I leaned forward and licked, dragging my tongue along his slit, feelings its difference in texture.
V’dim jerked in my hands as his tentacles tightened around my legs.
One lap became two, each one slowly opening his slit. I pressed my tongue in it with each passing, hoping to prevent it from closing.
V’dim hissed as something wet hit my face.
I opened my eyes and faced three thin indigo tentacles twisted around each other, dripping the same coating his other tentacles spread on my thighs. They unwound from each other and danced lazily in the air, shimmering like his anemone hair. One differed from the others—instead of a slit, it had a suction cup.
Releasing his hips, I peered up and smiled. “It seemed like you just needed a little help.”
V’dim stared down at me in shock as he looked between my lips and his three cocks.
Looking over my shoulder, I looked at Z’fir, who watched V’dim’s dancing penises in wonder. “Do you want help too? Or do you want to release your own?”
His emerald eyes locked on mine as a sheepish expression crossed his face. “I don’t want to disappoint you…”
“I don’t see how a biological trigger is your fault…” I licked my lips, tasting something tingly on my tongue. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I won’t hold it against you.” I surveyed all four males, meeting each of their gazes. “Any of you.”
“Then yes,” he sighed. “I only want to please you—to give you my bonding spores and be a part of your clan.”
The princes were together and possibly in love with each other. It would only make sense to take them both at the same time—well, close enough to it.
“Okay,” I breathed, turning toward V’dim. “Let go of my legs for a moment. You can tie me up with your tentacles in a moment.”
V’dim looked down at me in confusion before untangling his tentacles. Using my newfound freedom, I twisted around and placed my hand Z’fir’s chest, pushing him back onto the bed. I climbed between his legs and straddled him, grinding my dripping core against his pelvis. Slowly, I nibbled along his moss, taking in his pollen, its sweetness assaulting my taste buds as its aroma flooded all around me.
Cool hands dragged up my thighs, gripping my hips as the bed shifted behind me. V’dim’s tentacles returned, slithering around my legs, recoating them with his conductive fluid as their tips fluttered along my inner thighs.
Z’fir gripped my ass, raising it
