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Acutely, he felt slim fingers at his sex, still tenuously
held and gripped by his Lady, felt Mako's coat the shaft with something,
knew it to be kamireh though he could not think the word. For a
brief few moments, he took control of himself, just long enough to
throw his upper body forward and against her, still pressing himself
over and over into Rala. Without waiting for Mako's hands to guide him,
he pushed himself into her, exhaling with a soft cry as he did so;
her words had flown from his conscious mind, but their flavor
remained. He knew that he was unable to stand any more, and wanted
his hot and nearly panicked thirst slaked.
Rala's hands dragged down his back as he felt Julian withdraw from
him and caressed his sides, making the other man moan and buck even
more. He withdrew from his Lady then, and pressed himself against
Rala once more, tight and urgent. Then forward, to his Lady, who
could feel him becoming more and more wild, could see Rala over his
shoulder, eyes closed, becoming wild as well, grasping Julian's
slender waist with a grip of iron, his own body taut and shining.
While Julian was still forward, hot and hard against her, Mako Asada reached
past him and pulled Rala to herself as well, drawing him against the
other man unt
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