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Moving quickly now, he lifts and spreads her legs with his strong arms, revealing her swollen purple mound beneath a small patch of blue hair. He spreads her tender lips, revealing a dripping wet vulva. Moving closer, he wraps an arm around her thighs and waist to get as close as he possibly can, his mouth pressed against her womanhood, his tongue kissing her inner lips. He feels her hips rise in response to his tongue finding her clit, and he teases it and pulls on it with his lips. Mecawyn begins to lick faster, pushing two fingers deep inside of her and feeling her squirm in pleasure. Working his fingers in and out, he drinks in the sweet taste and powerful scent of her.
Releasing his hold of her leg from a grip much tighter than he remembers using, he moves himself up between her thighs, pressing his cock against her pussy. Looking deep into each other's eyes and never looking away, she plays her part and he his -- open and entering. He thrills as he plunges his swollen cock deep inside of her. A gasp escapes Kyllina's lips as she feels his hips begin to move, his cock thrusting into her -- each forward thrust filling her and each pull back teasing. Grabbing his tight ass, she feels his powerful muscles rippling and tensing as he thrusts, the pleasure crashing against her like waves against a shore. Her pussy begins to contract around his cock, waves of pleasure washing over her body as she comes.
As she begins to come down from her intense orgasm, Kyllina realizes from his breathing and the intensity of his thrusts that Mecawyn is about to climax. "Wait!" she laughs, pulling away from him and pushing him onto his back. Quickly, she moves her mouth over his quivering wet cock, moving her lips over his head and stroking the length of him quickly with her hand. Moments later she feels his come erupt into her mouth, its sticky thickness spurting rhythmically. A drip trickles down her cheek, and she swallows reflexively.
A whimper nearby draws their attention to Lyrah, pacing back and forth. "He has been enjoying the show," Mecawyn says, as they can both see the panther's slim red penis hanging beneath him.
"Cats will often take multiple mates. Perhaps I can help," the druid laughs playfully, as a magical mist begins to form.
"What? Are you... is that..." stammers Mecawyn, eyebrows raised.
"It is not forbidden by my order, just... never spoken of," she says, as the now familiar flash of light completes her transformation into cat form.
Amazed, Mecawyn watches as Kyllina approaches Lyrah and rubbs up against him, biting at him playfully and rolling on her back in front of him. Kyllina pounces over to the grass, and Lyrah begins to follow her, trying to catch her scent. Lowering herself to the ground, she raises her hind quarters and moves her tail to her side, presenting herself to the panther.
Lyrah approached her warily, sniffing the air. Then, in a surprisingly quick motion, he lunged forward, biting down onto her neck and pinning her in place. Kyllina emits a pleased growl while he mounts her and enters without any hesitation--an act of pure animalistic lust. The panther's thrusts are shallow, but extremely quick and relentless. Kyllina's pleasure is clearly rising, but in a moment Lyrah is spent, and the big cat gives her a gentle nudge before turning to lie sleepily in the grass.
Rising, her tail lashing, Kyllina approaches Mecawyn again where he sits in shocked disbelief. He would be embarrassed to admit how aroused he was by the scene that was -- only seconds ago -- before his eyes, but yet again conversation does not seem to be on the woman's agenda. Her paw reached for him, both of them actually, padding their way up his legs, and Mecawyn reached up to scratch behind her ears and neck without thinking. A cat had always been at his side. This one showed no sign of being any different, and sure enough Kyllina began to purr. But when her big feline tongue began to lick what is left of the come from his still-swollen cock, Mecawyn did jump a little in shock at the surprise.
Getting up, the big cat nudges and rubs against his chest wantonly. Still purring, she lowers herself again, raises her behind and moves her tail to the side.
"Do you really..." stammers Mecawyn, but he already knows the exciting answer. It would seem the Kaldorei is truly satiating an immense, instinctual need. She has had two helpings, and now her back paws claw the ground in anticipation and her swollen pussy is raised high. It could only mean she was shamelessly asking for more.
His heart tries to beat itself out of his chest while his swollen hard cock pulsed equally for attention and compells him forward. Torn but exhilarated, Mecawyn rises onto his knees determined to satisfy his wanton feline friend, using a tight grip on her fur to push himself inside. A low growl warns him: in this form, her pussy is much smaller, tighter and more sensitive. But thankfully -- sweetly -- it is wet, from both her own desire and Lyrah's watery come, and Mecawyn manages to walk a fine line between terror, curiosity, resistance and urgency in order to be with her.
For a moment, Mecawyn pauses to truly feel the intense pleasure, the squeezing tight pressure around his cock. As he begins slow long strokes, he knows that he will not have any problem reaching a second orgasm so soon. He had never imagined anything could feel so amazing, and he wondered how different it felt for Kyllina in this form. As if in answer to the thought, her tail whips back and wraps around his waist, melting him and practically begging him to release the delicate control he has over their union. In response, he moves faster, thrusts harder, holding her coat tighter as the sensations building without end in sight.
Moving closer and closer to the edge, Mecawyn barely comprehends the forming of the mist around him. His eyes are squeezed shut in the longest, most intense orgasm he has ever experienced, while flashes of light dance around him unseen. Opening them he realizes Kyllina has changed back to human form, and they are both coming simultaneously – she is bent on her knees before him, and he is thrusting violently against her ass, his hand on her shoulder, bracing and possessing.
Her pussy contracts tightly as she comes, over and over, both of them gasping and letting out small shouts and screams, his cock pulsing and erupting, again and again. It lasts for an unbelievable several minutes; with him still deep in orgasm long after he had emptied himself, and her engulfed in waves of intense pleasure and dripping with sweat. Kyllina had heard whispers of this wonderful and little-known side-effect of the druidic transformational magic but had never before experienced it herself.
After what seems an eternity, she pulls away, her hand between her thighs as if to calm her swollen heat. Turning over onto her back, Mecawyn watches for a moment as his come, mixed with Lyrah's, drips languidly from her deep purple slit, running down over the tightness of her ass.
They fall into each other's arms next to the moonlit pool, exhausted but exhilarated. Lyrah joins them, providing a third warm body. For several hours, they caress and kiss each other in silence, watching and drinking each other's presence in, until Kyllina finally breaks the silence.
"I am a little embarrassed to admit," she says, her cheeks growing red, "that I didn't even ask your name."
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