Arij reached out and caressed under Unadi’s jaw and considered. The dragon lifted her chin and turned to look straight at the naga. Tempting as it was to fully dictate the night’s activities, Arij had found that Unadi’s fantasies often surprised them both: the mortal had far more wild desires that she was willing to admit. “Why don’t you go explore the apartment? Discover all the fun little sex toys that our host has hidden and find your favorite.”
Unadi nodded and turned smartly on her heels to carefully trawl through Talat’s collection.
Arij returned her focus to the rabbit. She pressed a finger to his tongue and was rewarded with him happily slurping all around the offered digit. “Close your mouth,” she commanded, and the rabbit had at least enough foresight to retract his tongue before shutting his jaws.
The naga undulated slowly against Talat. Typically when coiling up, it was easiest to start with the head and follow with the rest of her body, but that wasn’t feasible with the rabbit tied down to the bed. So she wriggled and writhed to get herself into position, her lower body wrapping itself tight around one of his legs. Arij bared her fangs down to him, showing off the thin needle‐like tips.
Somewhere in the depths of the Talat’s magic‐addled mind, he recognized a spark of the danger he was in. Arij could feel his heart speeding up, and also his shaft twitching harder against her. She had no plans to kill him; that would only be certain to attract unwanted attention towards Unadi. But she was planning on having her own brand of fun with the rabbit…
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Arij slipped around to the backside of the rabbit, admiring the way his muscles rippled on each thrust. She placed a hand on his back and traced down his form. The rabbit was so focused on his task that he didn’t even react. When she reached his tail, she played with the little puff as best she could with how quickly his hips were moving.
But then the next time he thrust in, she snuck her fingers underneath and jabbed at the base of the plug. Talat went rigid, his voice coming out in a quick strained choke as the orgasm crashed into him. Arij could feel the clenching of his body against her fingers.
“That’s it,” Arij cooed in his ear. “Give her every last drop. Don’t relax until your balls are completely drained.”
The rabbit finally went limp where he stood after several further straining thrusts of his hips. He hung low, his chest heaving, looking like he had just completed a marathon.
What a pity he was nowhere near finished…
Arij let him stay there as she undid Unadi’s bindings and commanded her to stand to the side. The dragon did as she was told, but with no command from the Djinn, reached up to gently caress her abused nipples. Arij thought she might be a little sore in the morning. There wasn’t much she could do about that now. Perhaps she would find a way to make it up to her Maestro later.
The naga draped herself over the bench on her back, resting her head on the padding. “Climb up here,” she commanded to Unadi, and the Mitanni woman crawled up on top of the naga, holding her dripping sex against the tip of Arij’s snout. The Djinn thought she could use a more relaxing turn than the rabbit, so Arij soothingly caressed her tongue against the dragon’s sore clit, tasting the mixed flavors of the couple as she did.
After a moment of enjoyment, she curled her tail around Talat’s legs and pulledhim in close. She could feel his shaft, magically hard and ready to go again, press against her own folds. “It is time for you to breed again,” Arij whispered. She gavea hiss of delight as the rabbit’s shaft slid into her and the exhausted male tried again to please her...
Excerpts from "Mortal Deceptions" by Dark End