Raxta's whimpers were muffled against Xoco's sex as she bucked her hips against Herrick, shivering at each touch. Spirits, but she had to remind herself that there was still a little less than a week to go before the festivities, and that it wouldn't do to break tradition—as much as she wanted to cry out for him to mate her properly, her curiosity and lust getting the better of her. It would only get worse, too, as the time drew nearer and hormones and anticipation made her wilder. She squirmed, lapping greedily at Xoco's clit, her textured tongue creating different sensations from Herrick's softer one and making the girl above her tremble deliciously.
She couldn't think of a better scenario in which to be mated: her tongue pleasuring Xoco while a male pleasured her with his cock. Spirits, if only. It would be so easy, with nothing separating them like this, and each time she felt him tease at her entrance, she wanted to buck up into him and beg him to take her. But she kept her tongue busy on Xoco so she didn't speak, letting out only moans instead, even as she shivered with pleasure and let her mind fantasize.
She just had to be patient, as much as she didn't want to be. But spirits, she had waited all her life for this!
Xoco was certainly loosening up, as well, as she leaned into that kiss and ran her tongue against Herrick's mouth, her little fangs nipping at his lip. She moaned against him, her breath hitching and hips squirming every time Raxta's tongue hit her just right, and soon she was clinging to his shoulders for purchase as she shivered with pleasure. She peeked down between them between kisses, and her eyes widened at the sight of his cock as it stroked against Raxta, her breath hitching.
It seemed Raxta wasn't alone in her need.
It was enough to drive her wild, and soon it did, her senses overloaded by the man and woman pleasuring her, the sight and smell of sex thick in the air. She rolled her hips as Raxta's tongue worked her, still so sensitive from her last release—and then, taking even her off guard, she let out another cry and clung hard to Herrick as a fresh wave of pleasure rolled over her, making it hard to breathe as her body quivered.