Chapter 127: Never Enough [M]

Axan kissed her deeply, swallowing every soft, broken sound she made.

His tongue stroked against hers with the same patient rhythm he had used on her nipples earlier, giving her something to hold onto while her oversensitive nerves still sparked.

Maeve’s fingers slid into his white hair, clinging as the aftershocks made her inner walls flutter tightly around his thick cock. He groaned into her mouth at the sensation, the sound vibrating against her lips.

Ikarus watched them in silence for a few more seconds, his hand moving in slow, deliberate strokes along his own cock.

The sight of Maeve’s flushed face, her swollen nipples still wet from their mouths, and the way her body kept twitching around Axan’s cock made his own arousal throb harder.

When Axan finally broke the kiss, he rested his forehead against hers for a moment. "Still with us?" he asked in a low voice.

Maeve could only manage a shaky nod. Her voice came out rough. "Yes... just... so sensitive."

Ikarus moved closer. He reached out and brushed a damp red strand of hair from her cheek with surprising gentleness. "Then we’ll go slower. For now."

His hands moved slowly down her back, following the soft curve of her spine until they reached the entrance between her cheeks. The tentacles she had been wondering about—why they still hadn’t come out—finally slipped free from both of them.

The tentacles then lifted Maeve off the ground, raising her up so that Axan needed to stand if he wanted to put his manhood back into her pussy.

Not long after, Ikarus’s slimy tentacles slid between her buttocks. The smaller one gently teased the tight hole, spreading its slick wetness until the entrance felt soft and ready.

Maeve shivered at the cool, slippery touch. Her breath came faster as the smaller tentacle circled the sensitive ring, pressing lightly but never rushing.

Axan kept his cock buried deep inside her pussy, moving in slow, steady thrusts that matched the careful teasing at her rear.

"Easy," Ikarus murmured against her shoulder. "Just feel it."

The tentacle pushed a little further. Maeve’s hands gripped Axan’s shoulders as the stretch spread through her. It felt strange and full, but the wetness from the tentacle made it easier with every small movement.

Axan held her hips, still thrusting slowly while the tentacles kept her suspended between them. One of his own tentacles curled around her breast, brushing over her hard nipple in the same gentle rhythm.

Ikarus’s tentacle worked deeper, coating her thoroughly. He took his time, letting her body open around it. "That’s it," he said softly. "You’re opening so well for us."

Maeve could only moan as the dual feeling grew stronger; Axan’s thick cock filling her front while Ikarus’s tentacle claimed her from behind.

The tentacles holding her adjusted slightly, spreading her legs wider. Ikarus pressed closer, his own hard cock brushing against the place where his tentacle was already buried.

Then, slowly, the tentacle began to pull back. It slipped out of her inch by inch, leaving her back entrance open, slick, and ready.

Not long after, Ikarus guided the head of his cock to the same place. He pushed forward carefully. The combination of the natural slickness left by the tentacle and the way her body had already adjusted to their manhoods made it easy

Maeve’s breath caught in a long, trembling moan. The stretch was deeper and fuller than the tentacle had been. Axan remained buried in her front, holding still so she could take in the new fullness without being overwhelmed.

Ikarus rested his forehead against her shoulder for a moment, breathing hard. "There... that’s it. You’re taking all of me now."

He began to move slowly. Every time he pushed forward, Axan pulled back slightly, and when Axan thrust in, Ikarus withdrew just enough to create a steady, overlapping rhythm. The two thick cocks filled her completely, sliding against each other through the thin wall inside her.

The tentacles kept her suspended and open, supporting her weight so neither man had to strain. One of Axan’s tentacles continued to stroke her breast, while another of Ikarus’s curled gently around her waist.

A moment later, Maeve suddenly felt her milk dripping from her nipples. Axan, who was the first one to notice it, immediately leaned in and closed his mouth over the leaking nipple, sucking gently.

Sweet milk spilled over his tongue. He swallowed and sucked again, harder this time, while his hips kept the same rhythm inside her.

Ikarus watched for a moment, then reached around and cupped her other breast. His thumb brushed the wet peak, gathering a few drops before he brought his hand to his mouth and tasted her.

"Maeve..." he growled. "Why everything about you feel so good?"

Ikarus leaned closer, pressing his chest against her back, and guided more of the warm liquid onto his fingers before licking them clean. After that, he lowered his head and took the second nipple into his mouth as well.

Now both of them were drinking from her while their cocks kept filling her from front and behind.

Maeve’s head fell back against Ikarus’s shoulder. Her fingers dug into Axan’s arms as the dual pleasure built higher.

"I... I’m close," Maeve said softly.

"Then come for us," Axan answered. His thumb pressed against her clit and began rubbing in firm, steady circles, adding a new layer of pleasure that made it impossible for her to hold back. "I’m close too."

The extra touch pushed her over the edge at once. Maeve’s whole body tightened between them. A loud moan left her lips as the orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy and rear clenched hard around both cocks at the same time, pulsing in strong waves.

Axan groaned and thrust deeper, still sucking at her milk-filled breast. Ikarus followed right after, driving into her from behind as his own release hit. Hot spurts filled her from both sides while the tentacles held her firmly in place, keeping her open.

Milk continued to spill from her nipples, running down her skin as both men kept moving through the peak, drawing out her climax for as long as they could. Maeve could only cling to them, shaking and gasping, completely filled and completely claimed.

Slowly, Axan eased his mouth away from her breast. A thin trail of milk still clung to his lips. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard.

"You did so well," he murmured.

Ikarus pressed a soft kiss to the side of her neck, his hips finally still. One of his tentacles stroked gently along her waist, almost soothing. "We’ve got you. Just rest for a moment."

Maeve could only nod because her body felt heavy. Warmth from their release mixed with her own wetness and the slickness left by the tentacles.

After a while, Axan carefully began to pull out. The thick manhood slid free with a soft, wet sound. Ikarus followed a moment later, leaving her empty and sensitive. The tentacles lowered her gently onto the thick furs, laying her on her side so she wouldn’t have to move on her own.

Both men settled close on either side of her. Axan brushed damp red hair from her face while Ikarus’s hand rested lightly on her hip. One of Axan’s tentacles remained loosely curled around her thigh, as if reluctant to let go completely.

"But I feel like my body isn’t satisfied yet," Maeve said in a soft voice.

She felt so lewd and perverted. But it couldn’t be helped, since it was also because of the effect of her bond with the Mother Tree.

They could even do it for a whole day when they mated in the mating cave, let alone when she acted like a beast in heat.

Axan brushed a damp strand of red hair from her cheek.

"We know," he said. "We can feel it too. But your body needs a short rest first."

Ikarus nodded and rested his hand gently on her hip. "Just a moment. Let your breathing settle. Then we’ll help you again."

Maeve wanted more right away, but the gentle tone in their voices made her nod.

"Alright... just a little while," she whispered.

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Around thirty minutes later, Maeve could no longer hold herself back.

The heat still burned low in her belly, growing stronger with every minute that passed. She shifted between the two men, restless, her thighs pressing together as clear liquid gathered again.

Axan noticed first. He turned his head and looked at her flushed face. "Still not enough?"

Maeve shook her head. Her voice came out soft and a little desperate. "I... I feel hungry."

Before either of them could answer, she pushed herself up and moved down their bodies.

She reached for Axan’s cock first, already half-hard again.

It was too thick for her to take fully into her mouth, so she focused on the tip. Her tongue circled the head slowly, licking up the small bead of fluid that had gathered there, then she closed her lips around just the sensitive crown and sucked gently.