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Julia stretched out with a low groan. The noise clawed around her throat and slid up as she opened her jaws and rolled her tongue into a full yawn. Head rocked from side to side as she lifted her arms and rolled her body out slowly. The jaguar let out a chuff and narrowed her eyes. Staring at the computer screen for a long moment before just, “Bah,” and shutting it down. “That’s enough for today I think.” The joys of working from home, could set her own hours right now. Just so long as she didn’t delay answering her emails too long.

Her boss was happy cause she was working. She was happy because she could work without pants on. Nothing like doing spreadsheets in panties and a tank top. Though the downside was that she couldn’t chatter with her coworkers when things got slow. Still, she was a little surprised she managed to swing this. Usually had to use some PTO when she was going into season. A little chat with the boss had swung her some remote work during this time.

“Ptttrrmmm,” she blew out her lips and spun her chair around before getting up and pacing the house. Ludovick, her husband, was still at work. Would be for a few hours more. Scratching her stomach, she padded into the kitchen and peered into the fridge. No, can’t go eating every time I’m bored. She breathed out a sigh and paced the house again She wasn’t in heat yet, should be a couple days more before it hit. Didn’t stop her from being bored and restless though. A restlessness that didn’t change as she padded through the living room. Fingers running down the spine of movies and albums. Nothing, nothing grabbed her attention. Her eyes darted to the VR setup they had stashed off to the side. Fingers twitched as she thought of getting in some dancing or something.

“Sleep. Don’t feel like being in a chair more, don’t wanna get sweaty, and don’t feel like a movie, so sleep.” Her tail twitched as she went upstairs. Few hours and Ludovick should be home. Could pester him for a game or something then. Easing into the covers, she let out a little yawn and dropped down. Taking a slow breath as she began to count down. Something she’d taught herself some time ago. Breathing slow, counting down, and then…

It was dark. Her body was warm, she’d kicked off the covers at some point in her tossing and turning. “Starting early,” she muttered as her hand trailed between her thighs. Fingers trailed over her panties, feeling the wetness there. No, not yet, soon. She did recall a rather vivid dream though. One that made her body flutter just thinking about it now. Taking a slow breath, she caught the scent of Ludo in the room with her. Fresh, warm, and vibrant. Glancing over, she could just see him, curled with his back to her.

“Hey, Luds” she nudged him ever so gently. Ludo muttered in his sleep, an ear twitched at her. A glance at the clock, early… or late, whichever you might wanna call it. She should let him sleep, since he did have to get up to go to work proper in a few hours. Leaning over, she planted a kiss on the male jaguar’s cheek. “Feeling a little restless. Be downstairs a bit if you want to join.” His ear twitched again and gave a mumble.

Lights clicked on as she padded downstairs. A jiggle woke the living room PC. While it sorted itself, she pulled a few things out of the shelf for VR. Namely a rig that held a remote controlled sex toy. Rather simple thing that she could adjust the height on. She’d marked where it lined up with the computer chair some time ago. By the time she had it set up, the computer was fully awake, “What was that program again? OH yeah,” few clicks and she was in. The toy went through a self check. Angling up, down, side to side, then pumping in and out. She hadn’t fixed a toy to it yet, there were a few she could pick from, but she wanted a video to go with it.

After a check to make sure there were no spiders in the headset, she’d made that mistake once. Julia settled into the chair and put on the headset. Humming to herself, she made a couple quick adjustments and glanced around. “Tracking is… good.” It had taken some time to get used to having screens this close to her, but she was good. A fan blowing a soft breeze across her helped for sure. “Okay, what videos do we have today…” she tapped at the air and a keyboard popped up.

“Bleh,” she breathed out as her eyes darted from one video to the next. So many low effort pieces of trash. Someone with a camera, humping the air or a toy while leaning over it. Boring.

“Come on, give me something…” Her eyes fell onto a video, Warlord Makes you Beg. Eyes darted to who published it Sin and Stripes. “Well hello, there’s a name I know.” Clicking the video, she let it pause to buffer for a moment and checked the tags. Good, her toy was listed under the tags. Though that didn’t mean much, so many would just throw whatever tags they could at videos in hopes it would work. Though she knew that S&S was good about keeping their tags above board.

Julia squirmed in the seat and pushed her panties down. Kicking them somewhere into the room as she leaned back and adjusted the video. The moment she hit Play, her vision went dark. Movement, a rustling, she looked around. Light crept in, but didn’t give her much in the way of details. She didn’t have to wait more than a moment before a curtain, or rather a flap, peeled back and light nearly blinded her. “Comfortable?” the voice was familiar, as was the shape that blocked out the light. A large tiger stepped into the… she had to guess tent, and walked in. He took his time to light a lamp, which threw off far more light than it should have. “I hope so, I do like to treat my… guests well.” He towered over her and looked exactly how one would imagine. Big, muscled, handsome, wearing some fake barbarian/warlord outfit that looked like a cheap cosplay. All rather ho-hum and ordinary, what one would expect out of some low budget porn. At least they were putting in effort. The tiger turned and leaned in, face filling the camera. Then he moved to put his lips near her ear, “Not often I get guests as… heroic as you. I will have fun breaking you.”

Oh that voice. It was a half-step away from being a sub-vocal rumble. Something about it just hit her in all the right areas. The low volume, barely more than a growl. Each word clawed its way into her ear and rattled her to the core. It really didn’t matter what he was saying, it was all about how he said it.

The tiger pulled back and began to pace around the room, giving some sort of monologue. “Blah!” she waved her hand and checked how long the video went on for. Answer, too long. She backed up and clicked on the channel to pull up some of the other videos. Corpo Security says No More Running, Evil Priest Offers you for Sacrifice, Bartender Traps You Behind Bar… She scrolled further down. Tiger Pins you Down. “There we go.” She’d watched this before and really liked it.

The video came up with her staring up at the ceiling. A bed creaked as the same tiger slid into view, “There we are,” he breathed out, voice even lower and huskier than before. “Are you ready for some…” he leaned forward and the toy hummed, “fun?” She rushed to pause the video and lifted the headset. Definitely need this one, she grabbed a medium-large feline dildo. The dampness from her earlier dream had only gotten worse with the tiger actor’s rumbles. So she found herself rubbing the tip of her toy against her as she fitted it into the device. Shivering as the cool silicone brushed over her privates.

Pulling the headset back down, she wiggled her hips into position. “Because I am,” the tiger rocked forward and the toy mirrored the push. Grinding the dildo across her folds. Breath caught in her throat as she looked down. Just barely catching sight of whoever the POV person was. Slender, scrawny almost, spotted yellow hide, a cheetah? Definitely a twink, and a guy judging from the cock and balls. Julia lay her head back and breathed out. It didn’t matter that she was watching two guys fucking, all that mattered was the tiger’s husky voice. He slid his hand down her body and she had to pause again.

“Forgot how touchy he is,” she breathed out and all but threw off the headset and her shirt. Breasts bounced free as the jaguar lunged for the VR cabinet. Out came the haptic vest. Computer chiming merrily as she turned it on and whipped it on in one motion. Feeling more excited by the second as she hurriedly threw the headset back on. “Rewind…”

“I hope you’re ready for…” this time as his hand moved down the PoV’s body, the vest responded. Vibrating in a way that made it feel like barely unsheathed claws ran down her front. “Me.” His hand reached his manhood and he lifted it, thumping it off his partner. The toy did its best to mirror the motion. Thumping off her half-heartedly before pulling back. She made sure to reach down and adjust the aim as the tiger lined up. She wasn’t in an anal mood tonight.

The tiger pushed forward and the piston followed. “Ahhhh,” he breathed out a sigh that made her bite her lip. Julia threw her legs wider and eased her rear off the seat. Eyes nearly shut as the tiger began to talk again. His words washed over her, losing their meaning as that cock pushed deeper. Meaning didn’t matter to her, it was all in tone and delivery. That low, husky growl of his pushed so many of the right buttons. She couldn’t help but moan as he pulled back and thrust. The whine of the sex toy as it mimicked the porn star all but lost to her.

Oh it only took a few seconds before she was starting to moan louder. He didn’t waste any time in this video. Elbows planted on either side of the PoV’s head as he hunched over. Growling some praise as he began to thrust, driving whoever into the bed. Julia squirmed in her seat. Grabbing the lever and reclining the chair as much as she could. Breath caught in low, rowling growls of her own. The jaguar chuffed her pleasure and threw her head back, staring up at the tiger as he leaned in. “You like that?” he growled, hands roaming over her body. Haptic vest doing its best to mirror the touch and feel “More?” he chuffed a gruff laugh, “OF course you want more…” The tiger threw himself forward hard enough to make the bed creak. Her toy began to pick up the pace. A steady, mechanical Ca-chunk-athunk as it did its best to match what the video was telling it to do.

Oh it was good, it was great! Julia moaned and arched off her chair, eyes locked onto the video, but then narrowing each time the tiger spoke. She tried to focus everything onto her ears. Savoring the way his words rumbled through her and shook that primal part of her brain. She could feel herself already starting to tighten and squeeze around the toy. It was a far cry from the real thing, but she’d made sure to mold it perfectly. The barbs were soft, but there was only so much she could do there. She chuffed as the Ludo-copy slammed into her. Attention focusing hard on the video tiger over her. Listening to his breathless gasps, his hoarse pants, those lusty growls that just had her…

A hand touched her thigh and she jumped, reaching for the headset. The hand brushed her arm and a low voice whispered, “Leave it on.” Not as low as the tiger’s voice, but with its own husky, rough warmth.

Julia bit her lip as the toy whined and wound down, getting pulled away. “Was I loud?” she panted, legs spreading further as the video kept playing. She knew it would be on the computer monitor behind her too, no audio though. As the tiger’s hand swept down to grab his partner’s leg and lift, she felt the same. A warm, real hand swept under her thigh and scooped it up. Then the warmth of a real cock against her.

“A bit,” the presence leaned over her. Hesitated a second. She glanced down without thinking, catching sight of the tiger’s hips as it pushed deeper. Almost as if that was what He was waiting on, her living partner thrust into her with a low growl.

“FFFFSMMM!” she spat and hissed as she came. She’d been on the cusp of it a moment ago, but having a real flesh and blood cock in her? Oh that was enough to set her off. A rough chuckle sounded just beyond the headset as her partner leaned forward, pressing both thighs higher. Furred balls clapped off her backside and he hesitated another moment. Just a beat to breathe out and gather himself before starting to thrust. His barbs made her gut clench and body lift up, chair creaking before she was pushed back down.

The video was only getting better. The tiger leaned in and began to growl things into her ear. She felt her partner shift and lean in. Could imagine his ears perking as he heard what the tiger was saying. Adding his voice to the mix, filling her other ear with similar grunts and growls, whispered words. Everything he could as he pulled down the zipper on the vest.

Virtual tiger in one ear, synthesized claws running over her back and sides. Real jaguar in the other, vibrant cock hammering deep into her, rough hands cupped her breasts and plucked at her nipples. She threw her head back and began to yowl and snarl her pleasure. Lips curled to show off wild fangs. Fingers brushed her lips hooked for a second, then released. Little bites and kisses fell on her as her partner began to speed up. Body crashing off hers. She could feel her own pleasure building again. Arched and pushed into him as best she could. Imagining herself, somewhat briefly, being pinned between jaguar and tiger. Both competing, trying to make her…

She arched to yell, but was silenced by a kiss. Tongue slammed deep into her mouth and nearly choked her. Julia threw her arms around her partner and jerked, writhing on the seat as she squirted around the cock. He hammered into her, giving a few more thrusts before… Pulling out right as he came. Warm, heavy cum splattered over her lips and rained down on her belly. His cock smacked off her pussy lips as he shook himself off. Only to return a beat later, pushing back into her with a snarl. Giving a couple thrusts to drain the last of his cum into her before pulling away.

Julia slumped back and panted, head swimming as she basked in the afterglow. Footsteps retreated, the soft creak of the stairs, and a yawn. “Sorry for waking you,” she laugh-panted. There was a mumble and she could imagine him waving his hand.

Cleaning up and putting everything away only took a couple minutes. Feeling more relaxed, Julia stumbled into the bathroom, cleaned herself up, and then crawled into bed. Not bothering to put her clothing back on yet. Ludovick mumbled as she slid into bed. Though he settled as she curled her naked form against his back and gave him a love bite on the ear. Breasts pillowed against his back as she curled into him and shut her eyes with a satisfied yawn.

Routine had her up a few hours later. Fresh sleeveless top and panties on, she perched on a stool and nibbled on some toast. Wondering if she dared have coffee or if she should go back to sleep. Footsteps sounded and she perked an ear towards the kitchen door, “Morning,” she mumbled around toast, “sorry about last night.”

Ludo mumbled, “It’s fine, coffee?” His voice was so deliciously rough, especially in the morning. It made her shiver and she felt a warmth flare in her loins. Had to control herself though, he didn’t have too long to eat and get to work. As much fun as it’d be, he couldn’t go into work smelling of her. She nodded at the fresh pot and kept nibbling. “Great!” he leaned in to kiss her head and chuffed. “Oh, I was going to tell you last night, but you were already asleep.”

She perked an ear, “Tell me what?”

He sighed as he poured himself some brew, “Somebody didn’t read their plane ticket right.”

Another voice from the doorway, “AM, PM, honest mistake.” The voice was very close to her husband’s, low and husky as well, but with a slight laugh to it. “Now the bitch was getting the date wrong.”

Diego walked into the kitchen with his usual slight smile. The jaguar looked like a near -perfect copy of Ludo, but that was only natural since they were identical twins. Both were an inch shorter than her, with wider shoulders. Ludovick’s hair was neatly combed, while Diego’s brown mop was rather charmingly messy. Both worked out and were fit, compact frames. The only other difference was that, while Ludo was dressed in slacks and a button down, Diego had a well worn band tee and sweats. “Sorry, Sis.” he liked to tease and call her sister too.

“Oh!” she laughed, “Oh, didn’t expect you here for another week.” She cast a glance at Ludo and lifted her brow, nodding downward. “Sleep well?”

Ludo, bless him, caught her meaning and was prepared. Producing some of her yoga pants from somewhere. Discreetly handing them off as he came around to sit next to her. Getting them on was another feat though. Having to wiggle and work them on without standing up. Thankfully, Diego had his back to her as he poured coffee.

“I was out like a fucking light. Between the divorce and packing stuff for storage, then rushing to get my flight…” he turned and leaned against the breakfast bar with a chuff, “Think I was up like.. fifty hours or something? Barely remember coming in the door last night.”

Julia bit back her sigh of relief. For just a moment, she’d been worried about just who came around that morning. Though surely Diego wouldn’t have fucked his brother’s wife, right? She did find herself glancing between Ludo and Diego though. Their mannerisms were close, but not quite identical. Their voices very close, though Ludo’s was a shade deeper. However, Diego’s eyes were far bluer than his twin’s more steely blue. Watching him, Diego wasn’t acting like he’d walked in on her playing with herself. More than that, Ludo had done that exact thing several times before. Find her playing with herself, come in, finish, and shamble off. Especially if it was late at night. More than once he didn’t even remember.

“Well, you know you’re welcome here as long as you need.” Ludo sighed and checked his phone. “I need to go.” Leaning in, he met Julia in a kiss. “So you two need to stay out of trouble.”

Diego’s ears perked, “Us two?”

Julia pulled a face, “Yeah, I had taken a week of remote work. The intent was to get rest and build up energy for when a certain trouble maker was going to show up next week.” She leaned back and let out an overly dramatic sigh, “Now I’ve got to deal with… you.”

Diego pulled a face, “Me? I’ve got to spend an entire week trying to decompress with…” he waved a hand, “you around.”

Ludovick heaved a sigh, “Theater kids.”

She cracked a grin, “Can take the kid out of the club,”

Diego struck a pose. Julia took a breath and together, “BUT WE ARE THE DRAMA!” Another smile and wink as Ludo muttered something about them both being draining as he left. Diego slumped at the breakfast bar, “Seriously though, thank you for letting me stay here. I just…”

Julia reached out and tapped his nose, “Hush, what’s family for? Even if I did get stuck with you just because your brother’s hotter.”

Nose wrinkled, “We’re identical right down to…” he trailed off, “Well no, that’s a little different.”

“Good, I don’t want to even think about you while Ludo and I are…” she gave an exaggerated purr. It was her turn to wrinkle her nose, “But a whole week? Really?”

Diego held onto his mug and looked down, “Well… not really. It was either change my ticket, or find a hotel for a week.” She gave a silent, ‘Oh’ and nodded. “Yeah, just… rough and…” he shook his head, “Don’t want to think about it really. Even though I am kinda… good with it all. We’d been growing apart for a while.” Diego wiped at the corner of his eye and cleared his throat. “So, I’m not going to bother your busy work schedule if I drown my sorrow in movies, am I?”

“Bother my work? Pffft, you’re acting like I’m not going to join you in binge watching some movies. So long as you don’t mind me answering some emails and shit.”

“The emails don’t bother me, but shit? Take that to the bathroom.”

She threw her toast at his head.

It wasn't too long into their movie watching the Julia shifted slightly on the couch. An ear twitched towards Diego, who was nice and quiet as the movie played on. She stared at her laptop, feeling the hairs along her back crawl one way then the other. He's so close, can practically feel him touching me. This was a bad idea, should have taken up another seat. Can't move now though it it'll get weird. The tip of her tail twitched as she sat, half-curled on her side of the couch. The once large seat feeling cramped now.

Easy now, it's just your hormones. Unga bunga, want male snu snu and all that. You're both civilized and tens of thousand of years beyond such base, primal callings. Even still, she could feel her body warm and respond. That deep seated instinct recognized a prime, healthy male so close. Nostrils flared and picked up the traces of his scent. She could feel the warmth of him so close. The hand resting on his own thigh had it's own static charge that crawled over her hide.

Her gaze darted across her laptop for some sort of distraction. Unfortunately, her coworkers knew she was taking time off. Even though she was on remote, they had shifted to give her an easier time of it all. Thanks guys, the one time I wouldn't mind work being foisted off on me. She held back a frustrated noise and glanced at the TV. It was a movie she, Diego, and Ludo all loved. One they'd watched a thousand times over in different formats. They could quote, and act, it out if the mood hit. Which it did sometimes because they were all three dorks.

Reaching up, she brushed her hair back and stole a glance at Diego. He was... Asleep? At least his eyes were mostly closed and his mouth hung open. Not quite snorting, but certainly breathing deeply. His head bobbed at an angle somewhere between falling either way. She couldn't tell if he was awake or not, not without poking him. She breathed out a sigh, Guess he was tired from the flight.

Brushing her hair back, her eyes flicked down his form. He did seem thinner than she remembered. Worn thin, though that could just be her imagination. His tee hung loose about his frame. Without thinking, her gaze dropped lower and she froze.

As loose as his shirt might have been, his shorts were that much tighter. She could clearly make out the... Shape of him gliding down his leg. A firm, throbbing mass only just covered by his shorts. Any shift could make the tip spill free of the leg. Was he even wearing underwear? No, he never liked them unless he had to.

Just looking at the shape of it. The way it bulged and throbbed. Straining the fabric as it twitched with each heartbeat. Realization struck, He smells me. He must, why else would he be so rigid? She bit her bottom lip and shifted. Even that was enough to drag her panties across her swollen mound. The jaguar huffed quietly and narrowed her eyes.

"Hmm?" Diego's head bobbed up and he looked at her, stretching lazily, "Huff, why huff?"

Julia tried to cover, "Cause I looked over and saw," she waved a hand towards him, "that."

Diego blinked sleepily, looked down, and jerked, "Ah shit. Sorry," he lifted off the couch and reached into his shorts to adjust himself. Which went about as well as one would expect with his tip and shaft half poking out as he fished it around. "Shit, shit! Sorry."

She tried to wave it off, "Its fine, nothing I haven't seen before.

Diego pulled a face at her, "Oh, just because you've seen Ludo's you think you've seen mine?"

"Yes."

"That's Twinnest!"

She swatted his shoulder, "Can't just make up terms like that." Rolling her eyes exaggeratedly, "I treat both of you the same. Besides, I saw yours during the Great Split."

Eyes widened, "Forgot about that. Striking a pose and," he made a ripping sound and mimed a flop with his hand. Diego flashed a grin, "The same, huh? Should I lean back and let you give me head?" He was always a joker about that. He settled back down and huffed, "Looks like he's going to be sticking around a minute." Before poking the tent in his shorts.

Julia waved a hand dismissively, "Just whip it out and crank one out. Wouldn't be the first time I've seen you do it."

That made him huff out a, "Thanks. Was gonna excuse myself, but getting to the good part." Then without any more preamble, he casually pushed his shorts down and hooked them under his balls. Julia almost drooled as she saw him out of the corner of her eye. That thick, glorious cock that was just starting to drool some precum. Plump, full balls that rested just oh so right against his dark shorts. As he began to stroke himself, that smell got to her. The rich, heavy scent of a healthy male. It sent shivers down her spine. Pleasured little shakes that rattled down her body and back up before focusing on her core. Her tail flicked and lifted a little. Rear hiking some without even thinking about it.

She hide her arousal with another huff and a shift on the couch. Unthinkingly pushing her rear towards him. She turned up the movie a little and returned her focus to the laptop. Praying an email or something would come. Anything to distract her as Diego leaned his head back. A low, almost growling chuff rolled from the male. He was taking his time jerking it too. Casually stroking up and down his barbed shaft. Teasing the tip, then sliding his hand down. Flesh glistening under his touch. It as all she could do not to stare and drool.

Then his free hand shifted, came down on her rear.

She jumped. He jolted, "Sorry, didn't realize how much you'd pushed... Over... Here..." His voice trailed off slowly as his hand moved. Julia's heart leapt as his fingers squeezed her round backside. Lifting the cheek ever so gently so he could peer down. Then he spoke in a low rough, "Jules, you're soaked."

She bit her lip and gave a slight affirmative noise. Insides clenched and fluttered. I should pull away. She told herself. Yet she just sat there as his hand kneaded her backside slowly, almost mirroring how his hand played with himself. "Are you..." he let the question hang between them.

She bit her lip and let out another affirmative, this one trailing into a quiet moan.

Diego hesitated a moment, looking from her clothed pussy, up her body, and back down. She wasn't pulling away, in fact she found herself pushing into his hand a little. I shouldn't, we can't...

"Can I just..." he licked his lips a little.

Julia's heart hammered in her chest. She shouldn't, she couldn't, they really can't...

"Just to help you get off..." what was she doing?! She was a married woman, she was married to his brother, his twin! But she wasn't stopping him as his hand came up. Didn't resist as his fingers eased between fur and yoga pants. Actually moaned as he literally peeled them down enough to expose herself. Then gasped as his fingers spread her swollen lips apart. "Jeez, you're soaked..." Diego panted. She couldn't help but pant as his fingers spread her slowly. Couldn't do anything but squirm as his thumb found her swollen clit and stroked it. Her need, her heat was driving her hips back into his hand.

"Why do you think I took off work?" she breathed.

His laugh was forced, amazed, entranced, "Yeah, I bet you couldn't go into work smelling... This..." he shifted on the couch and leaned in. Big, blocky jaguar head just above her thighs. Lips curled and he stuck his tongue out, breathing in her scent with a growl.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, "We... Shouldn't," yet here she was, rolling onto her back. Her body moved as if on autopilot. Reaching down to peel her soaked panties and pants off herself. "Ju-just a little won't hurt."

He spread her open again, "Yeah," his voice was slow, as if dazed, "Just helping you out..." he licked his chops noisily. Tongue slurping over his lips as he leaned in. Julia arched on the couch, one let thrown over the back and the other planted on the floor. Her breathing picked up as Diego leaned in, his focus locked onto her mound. He huffed. Growled. Then opened those predatory jaws wide and drug his tongue over her thigh. The rough surface combed through her fine fur before scratching across her tender lips. She jumped, gasped, and grabbed at the couch with a chest-deep groan. The noise so deep and raw, it felt like it came from her ancestors. He responded with a growl of his own. Lips closed around her pussy and he slurped on her. Pulling back with a pop that made her hips jerk.

Oh FUCK! She could barely stand it as his lips and tongue lavished attention on her privates. The way he used the roughness of his tongue, the softness of his mouth. One breath he was playing with her pearl in a way that had her arching off the couch. The next, he was using his teeth in a way she could only dream of. Her mouth fell open, heated, needy gasps rang from her. Thighs shook, fighting between slamming down on either side of his head, and offering herself up fully for this male. Fuck him, a primal voice sang, breed him. She arched and gurgled, getting heat-drunk on his attention. All while his hand flew up and down his shaft, tending to himself as she growls and hissed for him.

"Ah..." she breathed, "AHH!" came the call as she arched. Diego followed with her, two fingers diving into her. Hooking, pumping just so as his tongue lashed over her clit. She jerked, thighs quivering as he brought her to a shuddering climax. Tail flicked and lashed body shaking, breath caught in her throat as she squirted for him.

Diego's fingers curled and stroked, bringing her higher while also allowing her to breath. She groaned, breath shaking as her pleasure rolled through her and lay claim to what parts of her brain could function.

She fell back into the couch and panted. Body shuddering as her pleasure coursed up and down her spine. Thighs quaking as she groaned low in her throat. A noise that Diego answered, though his had more need to it.

Then his hands came down on either side of her head. The male eased his body over hers. She jumped at the feel of him over her, the weight of his cock all but pinning her to the couch. "Diego, what..." she breathed.

"Just for a minute," he panted, mouth open and eyes glassy. "I just need to... Feel you..." His hips rocked slowly. The belly of his cock pressed hard against her, slid along her lips, and back. Jaws went slack as he panted, “Just a minute.” As his body pushed against hers slowly. He was barely even moving. Just enough to let his barbs tease against her outer lips.

We shouldn’t, we can’t…

“Just for a minute,” she breathed, her head swimming. Fingers danced down her body and eased over his tip. She pushed down on his tip ever so gently. Just enough to apply a little more pressure onto herself. Diego leaned over her and rasped out a pant. Almost drooling as hips began to shift. A little, slow push that ground his flesh against hers. It’s fine if he doesn’t go inside, or finish inside. She bit her lip and arched, growling quietly. Diego leaned over and let out a growl of his own.

That noise rippled into her and drew a breathy, gasping pant from her. Thighs shook as her hips twitched up towards him. Diego planted his elbows on either side of her, shifted his knees forward, and hunched over her. He let out a low huff, “You smell so, grrrrrrrr,” each word rattling with his growl before it just trailed off in a primal noise. His hips rocked so slowly, barely even moving. Yet she could feel each shift, every throb. It made her bit her lip, especially as his barbs tickled her clit.

One of them broke the standoff. She didn’t know who moved first. Just that hips shifted and his length drug over her more. She gasped and he shivered, that growl deepening further. It shook through her and rattled parts of her that didn’t need encouragement. The very tip of her tail twitched and lashed. Body pushed up against his again. He took the encouragement and rolled into her. Nudging himself against her firmer. Dragging his length back and forth. Precum spilling freely onto her belly now. She let her fingers frame him. Palm massaging his tip as her thumbs hooked around. Playing with herself at the same time. Need to guard, keep him from going on. It should be fine though, so long as he stays outside.

Julia couldn’t help but moan as her hormones spiked and made her insides clench a little. She was still tender from the fingering a second ago. Diego’s ears perked and his breathing deepened. “Your noises are just so,” another growl. Deeper than before. This one made her bite her lip and push a little harder. He twitched and his balls clapped off her body. The impact enough to make her jump and hiss.

Both froze as his tip slipped down enough to nudge her entrance. Only just parting her lips, but not sliding in yet. Eyes locked as the pair looked at each other. Muzzles nearly touching. Whiskers tingled with some unseen charge at the tension in the air.

“We should stop.”

“Yeah, getting dangerous now.”

Neither pulled away. Diego held himself rock still, cock just barely resting against her, twitching at the feel of her warmth. Her fur bristled as her hips ached to push up.

“Just the tip…”

“Married to Ludo, your brother.” They were so alike though, it would be so easy to imagine it was Ludovick on top of her.

“Yeah, we shouldn’t do this.” Diego didn’t move though. He let his cock rest there, her fingers framing his length and body pressed so lightly to him.

“Promise to pull out.”

“Just the tip, no more.”

Her mouth was dry, heart was hammering in her throat. Diego licked his lips as well, mouth hanging open as he breathed. Almost drunk on her scent now as he pushed forward. Just the tip. And a couple inches. Enough to give her a good spread and let her feel the barbs as he pulled out. His hips rocked, nice shallow thrusts. She arched off the couch and groaned, the noise having to fight to get out of her throat. Nipples pressed against her top as the male growled and pushed his chest to hers. Thighs nudged against his body, encouraging him deeper even as her mind screamed. No, should stop. We’ve gone too far already. This is getting out of hand!

CLAP!

Hips struck hers and balls clapped off her ass. She jolted as he sheathed himself inside her. Just that brief instant then he was out again. Lights exploded behind her eyes as his barbs hit every perfect spot inside her. She jerked towards him and let out a feral snarl. He responded with one of his own and drove in that much harder. Slamming her into the couch before drawing back.

So much for just the tip.

Time lost all meaning for the pair. Diego snarled and threw his body against her. Compact muscles driving him against and into her with savage intensity. Her thighs lifted and pressed to him, body rocking into his in response. She met his snarl with a roar of her own. Her hands found purchase on his shoulders and dug her nails in. Diego almost howled as she scratched him, redoubling his efforts. His mouth found her neck and planted a bite. Hands on her rear, lifting her, under her shirt, ripping it, fondling breasts. She lost all sense of self as her body reacted, mind screaming as it fought with itself.

I can’t, we can’t, wee should stop. No, we must keep going, we _ need _ this. He’s strong, healthy, he smells so good!

“AHHHHHH!” someone screamed as Julia’s body lifted. Lightning struck her core and rushed through her, the scream turning into a bellow. Her body shook and rippled around the male. Diego’s thrusts hesitated only a second before he dug in. Breath hot on her neck as he buried his own noises into her. She could feel him digging deeper. Harder, his cock twitching in her as it clapped off her body.

Then the familiar press and twitching. That warmth that told of a male releasing inside her. A steady beat and lift of his balls against her. Each motion met with another surge of warmth inside her. So much for pulling out. Was the only thing that her brain could come up with. Eyes rolled back in her head as she arched into her husband’s twin. Thighs clamped so tight around his body. It was hard to feel guilty when having a blinding orgasm.

Bodies pressed tight to each other as they panted. It took several minutes for them to come down. Julia groaned, “You were supposed to pull out.”

Diego panted, cheek pressed to hers. “Hard to with a leg lock.”

Julia pressed her heels into his back and felt her body twitch around him. Keenly aware that millions of swimmers were racing into her. It’d be mere hours before they found her eggs. Eggs likely knocked loose by the two climaxes he’d given her.

“You’re the one that wanted me to be all heat drunk,” she laughed and laid her head back.

Diego sat up a little and grinned down at her, “And you’re the one that wanted to play the cheating wife.” He laughed and pushed his sweat-soaked hair back. “Oh no,” he said in a falsetto, “I’m married, to your twin! We can’t do it!” The male jaguar leaned down and bumped her nose with his, “Some water, my love?”

Julia hummed and arched, “Yes.” Reluctantly releasing him from her hold. Diego pulled away from her slowly and went to get the water. She reached down and ran her fingers through the mess that was leaking from her, “How many do you think before he gets home?”

He laughed, “That eager for a double team? Naughty girl, you must be heat-drunk.” He teased as he came back with two glasses. “Five, maybe six. Then he can help wear you out, Minx.”

She sat up to happily take the water and sip from it. “Maybe six?” she lifted a brow, “Do we need to ice your balls?” she flicked some of the ice water down at his bare cock. A grin on her lips as he yelped and nearly spilled his drink.

Truth was, Diego was divorced, but that had been some years ago. He had also moved in with her and Ludovick. While she and Ludo were married, the truth was that she was poly with the twins. The brothers didn’t seem to mind sharing her, and Diego loved to get into some roleplay with her. Not that she and his brother didn’t have their own sort of fun.

“So, how was you flight?” she asked as she leaned into Diego’s side. His job took him out of state regularly enough.

He groaned, “I would have been home early afternoon, but delays delays delays.” He let out a frustrated noise as his hand trailed down her back. Taking a handful of her backside and kneading it in a way that made her growl playfully. “Got home and passed the fuck out for realsy.”

Her ears perked, “Oh, so it was Ludo last night?”

Diego smirked, “Didn’t say that, and didn’t not say that either.”

She pulled a face and sighed at him, “Double teaming me sneakily. And not in the fun way either. You two are a pair of bastards.” Even as she said this, her hand fell down to his cock and began to casually stroke him. Leaning in to breath in his scent. Smelling herself lingering on his cock before her tongue teased his tip.

Diego huffed, “Oh just wait till tonight, my Drama Queen.” He planted a good smack off her backside, tightening his grip there as she took him into her mouth. Growling just for her as his fingers massaged her outer lips.

Oh she couldn’t wait for tonight, and neither could he.

Not that they’d wait for tonight. They barely waited an hour before round two. Followed by a brisk cleanup and a movie break. Not that it was going to be a break for too long though.

“Rrrrrmgggh!” Diego snarled as he leaned over her.

“Rraaaaggg!” she agreed, arching into his thrusts. Legs pressed tight together as Diego hunched over her. She lay on her side, body arching and hips pushing back as best she could. His body cracked off hers as she pushed back, matching him beat for beat. During their break, they’d pulled out the couch, giving them more room for their fun. Diego stood at the side of the bed, hunching over her, snarling wordlessly. Each sound drove a noise from her in response. More than happy to take everything he had for her.

The front door clicked open, “I have lun…” Ludovick stepped around the corner just as Diego let out a low roar. He froze in the doorway and watched as his twin brother pumped another load into Julia. “Ch,” Ludo finished as he stood there, bags dangling from his hand.

“Ah good, I was getting hungry.” Diego pulled out of Julia. Giving her rear a good swat and taking the bags from Ludo.

Julia craned her head, “Wash your hands first!” Her gaze stayed on Ludo, a slight smile on her lips. He was still staring at her. Well, not at her, at her backside. “So lunch?” she almost purred at him. He nodded and started to say something, but she stopped him. “Drop your pants.”

That was enough to jar him back. “I can’t, Hun. I’ve got about forty minutes to…”

“Pants.”

Her stern tone was enough to have his hands leap for his belt. The male jaguar fumbled with belt and slacks His cock all but launching itself as soon as he pulled his underwear down. Julia stood up quietly and pointed at the edge of the sofa bed. Ludo gulped, looked like he was going to say something, then shuffled over to sit down with his pants about his knees.

Ludo’s eyes were fixed on her as she moved closer, “Babe, I really can’t do anything. I’ve got to…” he swallowed as her hand trailed over his shoulder. The other moved down to grip his raging cock. “Get back to work after lunch,” he gulped as she straddled him and calmly sank her sopping wet, cum-filled cunt over his cock. Eyes rolling back in his head as the jaguar gasped at the feel of her around him.

“Oh,” she leaned forward to growl into his ear, “You’ll get back to work on time.” Her rear clapped off his lap as she settled herself fully. “I can only imagine how worked up you’ve been.” She casually draped her arms around his shoulder and leaned forward. Lips brushing his ear as she spoke. “Thinking about how many times Diego has fucked me. Pumped his cum deep into my needy,” she lifted and dropped, “fertile,” another drop, harder. He grunted at her and she felt him tensing, “Pussy.” She emphasized the word and rolled her hips harder. Ludo groaned at her, hands twitching at the edge the bed. She grinned and gave his ear a bite, a nibble, riding her husband smoothly. Then she licked his ear and huffed, “Three times so far.”

Hands flew to her hips and grabbed her rear. Ludo groaned, the noise rolling around in his chest like a growl before escaping. She felt him tense under her, then begin to twitch. Adding his load to his twin’s mere seconds after she mounted. Poor dear must have been rock hard all day at work. Maybe even playing with himself on the drive home.

“There we go,” she chuffed at him, “Does that feel better?” He nodded and pulled back, a relieved half-smile on his face. Ludo opened his mouth to say something.

Julia struck before he could. Hooking thumbs into his mouth and pushing him down flat to the bed. The jaguar snarled and threw her whole body into riding him. Hips clapping hard off his and making the springs creak. “Good, because now it’s my turn!” she snarled down at him. Ludo could only groan, a look of pure bliss on his face. The male’s tongue played over her fingers, teeth gently pressing to them before releasing. His hands stayed on her hips, but passively as she took full control of riding him.

“Feel that?” she huffed with the effort of riding him. “Feel how your cum and his mix? A perfect blend for me?” He groaned around her fingers. “Imagine all your little swimmers. Racing his to try and find my…”

“Breeding talk again?” Diego’s tone was somewhere between bored and playful. He licked his fingers noisely, clearly having been eating already. “One sec, let me just…” he grabbed her tail and lifted it to expose her already filled pussy to the air.

“AAGGGGH!” Julia gasped as Diego plunged in alongside Ludo, the brothers’ cocks both spreading her open.

Ludo groaned as she became tighter around him, as well as the hard, firm pressence of his brother’s cock there. Barbs rubbed and slid against each other as Diego stepped up onto the bed. Making the poor frame creak more as he knelt over top of Julia. “Seeing you two going at it just made me all…” he growled and leaned forward to bite Julia’s neck. She gasped and threw her hips back. Diego immediately launching into a body-shaking, bed creaking series of thrusts. Dropping his full weight down onto her while she tried to ride him and Ludo.

As for her husband? Well, he was in heaven. Drooling around Julia’s fingers and voicing nothing more than grunts and growls. His senstive cock twitching against his twin’s length. Some instinct made him thrust, but the motions were shallow, sporadic. He could barely keep up. Not that he needed to. Not as his hand fell to Julia’s tender lips and began to play with her abused clit. The female jaguar snarled and threw her head back. Chuffing frantically with each of the twin’s thrusts.

It really didn’t take long before she threw her head back and grunted. Releasing Ludo as her body rocked with pleasure again. Lights flashed and danced before her eyes. Only bolstered as Diego’s growls filled her ears. His teeth found her shoulder. Ludo’s hands drumming her clit as he leaned up to suckle on her teats. The pair assaulting her from all angles. Not letting her come down yet. Not until they found their own pleasure.

Ludo first, of course, thrusting against her and groaning as he emptied his pent up balls into her. Giving her the second load in as many minutes. Diego took a little longer. His continued thrusts coaxing a little more from Ludo while stirring up the mess even further.

The trio lingered for a moment before Diego stepped down with a huffed. “I’ll get the plates,” before planting a hard smack off Julia’s rear. She yelped and fell forward, tucking herself to roll off Ludo at the last instant. Falling back to the couch with a weary, and pleased huff. She arched and groaned low in her throat, eyes narrowed with pleasure.

As for Ludo, he sat up slowly and looked down at her. “Ah,” he breathed after a second. “I should wash up.”

Julia smirked at him, “No soap or scent killer.” He looked back at her with surprise. “I want you to go into work smelling of us.” His ears flushed and pinned back, but she knew he was excited. “Let them imagine what you did on your lunch break. Speaking of which,” she languished on the bed, “Diego, I’m hungry!”

He called from the kitchen, “I’m coming, and giving you some extra meat!”

“Your penis had better not be on my plate.”

Silence. Then the sound of another portion of food landing on the plate. “No,” his tone was a shade too innocent.