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Dixie stumbled along the path, naked and gleaming with sweat, Kyril's seed leaking profusely from her pussy and ass. The sun was hot above her head, and it was a relief to find another waterfall not too far down the trail.
She stood under the freezing cascade, laughing as the chill water made goosebumps erupt all over her; the cold spray made her nipples stiffen, and she hissed as her hand brushed the hardened nubs.
"Oh, fuck, they're sensitive today," she murmured to herself, and she leapt out of the water to continue on her way, rubbing unconsciously at her breasts.
I'm just trying to dry them off faster, that's all
, she thought to herself, sighing as her hands drifted down her body.
As she walked, her thoughts wandered back to Kyril and the primal, animalistic way he had fucked her, and all the promises he had made. He said he would present her to the satyr king, and the king would fuck her and let everyone at the feast do the same. Arousal awoke in her belly, making her feel warm and wet and wanting.
She moaned, quickening her pace, but it wasn't very long before she heard voices behind her. She turned abruptly, watching the trail carefully for something to appear.
A human is made to be shared.
Two satyrs turned the corner, laughing about some joke she hadn't heard, and she froze, staring at the pair with curious eyes. One had an almost bronze sheen to his skin, with dark golden hair to match. His goatee was a little longer than Kyril's, as was the fur on his legs. His companion had red hair and a darker tan than the bronze one. Both were toned and had at least an inch or two on her in height.
At twenty feet away, the red one noticed her first, stopping his friend with a gasp. "A human," he said, and the bronze satyr stared at her in wander. Both glanced at each other, then turned back to her and approached slowly, twin smiles on their lips.
"Lovely maiden," the red one cooed, "what are you doing so far out in the woods? Are you going to the feast tonight?"
She smiled, waving in greeting. "Yes, I am."
The bronze one shuddered. "She smells so sweet, Hadrin," he moaned, and Hadrin smirked.
"She smells of rut. And she looks like a lovely young human just waiting to be fucked again. What is your name, my love?"
"A human is made to be shared," the bronze satyr said, as if in protest, and his ruddy companion laughed.
"Who said she wasn't going to be shared?" He turned to her, smiling wickedly. "You'll have to forgive Euphrades, he's new to his manhood. Your name, my sweet?"
"Dixie. My name is Dixie."
He smiled, bowing slightly to her. "But by the stars, it's been so long...does Kyril know about you? He's the sentry in that direction, and if you've gotten this far, you would have met him."
"Yes," she replied, "I've met Kyril. We...um..."
"He fucked you," Hadrin said simply, his smile predatory now. "And now you're on the way to the feast, and that can only mean one thing...Euphrades, you've never been with a human, have you?"
Euphrades shook his head, his mouth agape and his eyes wide as he took her in. Hadrin laughed and rounded on Dixie, reaching out for her in silent permission.
She took his hand, swiftly kissing his fingers in gratitude, and he kissed her forehead fondly as he drew her back against his chest. "Let's make Euphrades' first time with a human memorable, shall we?" he whispered in her ear, cupping her mons with rough, calloused fingers. "He'll fuck you like a young bull in heat, and he
loves
licking ass. We'll make you feel wonderful." His fingers caressed her slit, spreading Kyril's cum around her pussy. "You have my word."
She moaned, leaning back against him, relishing the feeling of his hardening cock on her back. Euphrades grinned wildly, though the look was gentler on him than on Hadrin. The younger satyr lowered himself to the ground and kissed her exposed stomach, licking around her belly button.
"We'll fuck you like it's our last day on this earth, lovely Dixie," he whispered, nuzzling into her pubic hair. "I want to feel you cum around my cock! I want to feel your asshole milk me dry!"
"Ever the eager little sprite," Hadrin sighed, and he nudged Euphrades away from her. "Let's make her comfortable first. Then I want to see you lick her pussy and her ass and make them wet for us."
The bronze satyr let her go, and Hadrin led her to some boulders off the trail. He pulled her back to his chest, spreading her legs wide and leaning back, and he gestured to her pussy, a signal for Euphrades to continue.
She gasped as his tongue licked at her swollen, sensitive clit, and she groaned, arching her back into the work of his mouth. "Feels heavenly, doesn't it?" Hadrin cooed, tugging at her nipples. She squealed, her nails digging into the hair on his legs. "That wet, questing tongue, burrowing into you, making you ache with need...mmm, all that sloppy saliva making your slit nice and wet and slick for us, for two hard, hot,
throbbing
cocks to plunder your holes..."
She moaned again, and Hadrin chuckled in her ear. "Tug his hair, my sweet, he likes that."
Her hands immediately flew to Euphrades' hair, pulling it this way and that, and the satyr groaned into her pussy, giving it open-mouthed kisses and suckling on her clit until she thrust up into his face, overwhelmed with the pleasure of it all.