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The night was cool, though that did not quite manage to touch Lethandra's skin as she walked up the sloping meadow from the river, Her jade scales glinted with water she had not bothered to shake off. It dripped away slowly as she came to the came to the top of the small rise. In the distance she could see two other dragons wheeling through the sky. A part of her wanted to take flight and chase after them, but instead the dragoness settled down on and the already flattened grass where the trio had already spent most of the day.

It had been good to get out and away from home she thought as she watched her mate and sister, Kalinth, pull lazy loops, each pass coming closer to her. The way the sun caught on his wings made her smile, it always did. She longed to join them, but she laid back on her side. There was a slight pang of jealousy she she watched Joren come up wing tip to wing tip with her sister. Laying over onto her side she thought of how much closer she would be to her mate if she was up there was well. She knew full well that thought is why she had decided to go for a swim instead. An idle paw slid between her hind legs and met wetness. Not from the river.

With a jerk her paw pulled away. No point in teasing herself. Even if she was imagining being up in sky, belly to belly with her mate. She had made a choice and it had not been to end up heavy with eggs. Not now at least, there would be plenty of time for that in the future. She would not let her bodies urges direct her life, she would not be like her mother, rising everytime, everytime being filled... The way her mate filled her nearly every night she thought. Just never at this kind of time. It took some effort to banish the thought being filled from her mind.

Her eyes flicked back up to follow the dragons and her mates wings, they were a lighter brown than the rest of him and moved so smoothly, thrusting.... No just to watch her sister she told herself sharply. This trip out had been her idea and it had been a good one. Being cooped up with her that last couple of days had likely not been a treat for her mate. As much as he claimed otherwise and as much as she new he must love the scent she was no treat for anyone to be around while in heat. Her sister had come by and dragged than both out, much to Lethandra's protests. She had only come around once a cold dip in the river had been suggested. A proper chance to wash had been welcome and the short lived cooling as well. She had been getting by with her tongue as she normally did, along with no small bit of help from her mate's eager, possibly too eager in her estimation, tongue.

The thought of his tongue quickly lead to other thoughts. First thoughts his body up against hers back in their home. Then in the sky. Still with their bodies tight together. She snapped at herself. The was no way to be thinking, she had made her choice. Another week or so and it would be past. It always past so, but it also seemed longer each time she thought. Her thoughts then wandered back to times when her mother starting to become short with the family, but her father had always just smiled it away. A day or two later the pair would have an argument, at least it seemed that way to her. They would be gone for a few hours. To go flying. her father had said it helped clear the mind. By the next day her mother's temper would be gone. When Lethandra entered her first heat she realized that about 6 months after these episodes the family had always gathered to greet her sibling's eggs,

She sighed and watched watched the pair, still circling closer. A growl started to form in her throat as her sister wheeled tightly in a flash of blue and nearly rubbed scales underneath her mate, it was just a brush. Still Lethandra watched with something of a scowl now. Again she suppressed the urge to join them. She could show her sister just how to rub scales she thought. That brought a chuckle the wiped away her frown. Her sister would enjoy that. Neither of them had ever been shy, but Kalinth by far less. She smiled to herself, even as she was slightly annoyed that her emotions could switch so quickly. Kalinth would enjoy watching a great deal, not that she would be seeing anything really new. She had certainly seen the pair at play before, even been invited to join in. Joren had some differences that had intrigued her. Though the results would likely be much longer lasting than any pure play.

The wetness between her legs had grown slightly. There had hardly been any point in washing now she thought ryely, but her paw slipped back between her legs. This time she let herself enjoy it. No point in trying to pretend different when her mind had been enjoy to already spoil the bath. As she rubbed lightly over her slick slit she saw the airborne pair make a final turn back towards to hilltop meadow. She watch her mate and shifted her paw in time with his slow moving wings, it was silly she thought, but it felt good. They were rather close before she pulled her paw away and she made no move to wipe it off.

Joren landed first and somewhat harder than Kalinth a few lengths away. She had to remind herself that that smile he gave her was meant to be understanding, not teasing. The grin her sister wore hand no such pretense. She nearly snapped at both of them. but bit her tongue. Not of this was their fault she reminded herself. Even if her sister seemed to be enjoying her discomfort far too much. She settled for a slight frown that cooled both of their looks. Her sister even almost frowned back. That was odd, she alway enjoyed this too much Lethandra thought. Joren spoke first, "You never joined us, I thought you might after your swim?"

Before Lethandra could reply her sister caught sight of her slick paw and her grin twisted back as she started to say something. She was cut off. "Hush," Lethandra said with pointed look at Kalinth before answering her mate, "You know well what would have happened if I had." Her glace flicked back to her sister.

Kalinth moved to open her mouth and Lethandra's eye narrowed. Whatever she had been about to say died on her tongue and she said, "I think the swim was a wonderful idea, I think I'll even try it myself." She turned headed down the hill with a point sniff. Joren sighed.

"I don't know what has gotten into her, she was so bubbly this morning, but now she is almost reflecting you," he said. And winced. He opened his mouth to apologize, but she waved it away and it the next moment motioned him to lay with her. Tucking wing close to himself with laid next to her, resting his head on her forepaws. Either he hadn't noticed the mess on one or did not care. Lethandra had a guess on which it was.

A moment later her suspicions were confirmed as he started to lick her paw. "You smell wonderful my dear," he said as she started to pull the paw away.

"You always say that," she said.

"It is always true."

"We have already had this talk."

"What talk is that?"

"You know."

"Do I?" he said with a grin that made her tap his nose with her slick paw. He licked it.

"Just a bit of help cleaning doesn't risk anything."

"I just bathed."

His nose twitched and he drew in a deeper breath. The pleasant twist to his smile told her his opinion on the success of her bath in the river and she sighed.

"I suppose it doesn't," she continued, only slightly miffed at being so easily turned this time.

"It certainly doesn't." He smiled at her and finished licking off her paw.

With an inward sigh as he moved onto licking the wet streak her paw and left across her belly she shifted fully onto her side and raised her hind leg for him. Had it been any normal day his tongue would have gone almost straight for her sex, but not now. The last time he had tried licking at the source of her heat she had boxed his ears, after she had finished moaning anyway. He smiled as her legs opened, revealing a mess worse than the one she had cleaned off in the river.

"That paw must have been busy for a while," he chuckled as he shifted to give her a view of his broad sheath and balls which were still tucked up from the cool wind of flight. She knew he knew better than to to expect her to do anything with them, she never had in her heat. Too much risk of it going further she thought to herself. But it was a nice view. Watching where she was she felt rather than saw his tongue start on her lower thighs, moving slowly, methodically up her leg. As he drew near her sex, tongue leaving clean damp scales behind, it moved over small and softer scales, fading to swollen green skin that showed more than a hint of pink. Joren stopped before before his tongue met the pink folds of her slit. She sighed. Not sure if it was from disappoint or relief.

After a moment her tongue was working it way down her upper thigh. It quivered slightly under his touch, but he seemed not to notice. She had still be watching he sheath, it was starting to swell. A smile crosses her lips and she closed her eyes. No point in longing for what she could not have for at least a week more. His tongue continued to work its way down.

With her eyes close she hummed softly in time with the motion of her tongue. He took his time on this side, it didn't surprise her that he slowed. She knew if she opened her eyes it would be clear he was enjoying herself as much as she was.

As his tongue once again found its way onto her soft swollen skin of her mound he slowed further, but never stopped going lower with each lick. As minutes past her soft purr became a moan and at some point shortly after his tongue found her hot folds. It took her another moment to realized how far he had gone. She thought of telling him to stop, thought of boxing his ears again, but instead she only moaned quiet encouragement with her eyes tightly squeezed shut. His tongue pressed deeper into her now that he realized he had leave to continue.

In her state it took only a few moments for her legs to squeeze down around his head and for her body to shudder. Joren kept his tongue at her sex, working between her tightening legs until her paws pushed his head up just away from her slit, but left him just a breath from it. She squirmed and bite her lips. She had broken her rule, but there was no reason to be noises about it and let his Kalinth know what had happened. With oddly clear head she wondered if her sister had put him up to it. She giggled quietly, the first time she had in days.

As she came down of the momentary high she kept her lover's head pinned between her thighs and glanced down as she opened her eyes. He looked very smug, almost smug enough to need his ears boxed, but she grinned at him instead. He grinned back. She keep her eyes on him as she opened her thighs and freed him. Rolling slowly onto her back, nearly spread eagled she left herself relax. She could feel the need coming back. Stronger than before it almost seemed, but not all at once.

He took his new found freedom and laid his head on her leg, tongue starting to play with her sex again, slipping into her passage. It felt good, wonderful truly, but now did nothing ease the need that was steadily growing deep within her. His tongue only seemed to drive it deeper. Lethandra tilted her head over, only to catch sight of the drake's package.

His sheath was no longer the just slightly swollen. The features that had peaked her sister curiosity hung before her. It might not have been the first time Lethandra has seen them, but the view was just as good. Both of Joren's shafts were fully extended from his sheath, knots just starting to form near their base. Nether was particularly impressive, but either could have stood proudly on their own beneath most any drake. Both hung down slightly under their own weight, but he twitched them up when he caught her looking. She sighed softly.

With the sigh he stopped and looked up at her face. She looked back and he said, "I have an idea if you promise not to abuse my ears," he said with a smile. She gave him a smile and a softer look than he had seen in days. He took that as a yes and hoping it covered both physical and verbal abuse.

"Well... Your sister and I were talking..."

Her eyes narrowed, "Not a strong start."

"...not that that part matters, but she reminded me that we could do much that might help you without too much risk."

"Isn't that what you just did," she nearly giggled again despite herself.

"Well... It doesn't seem to have done the trick for long," he said. As if it had been on cue she pulled her paw back from where it had been starting to rub at her slit. She sighed, yet again. He grinned, almost enough to put his ears in danger once more.

"Oh?"

"I can show you."

"Show me what."

"I won't do anything to put an egg in you."

"Show me what..."

"It'll at least let you feel filled, at least for awhile. Just harmless fun."

She almost groaned and wondered here he had heard that description for the need she felt. Kalinth no doubt she thought. "And how will you do that?"

"So long as I don't spill seed in you there is no harm in filling you with more than my tongue."

She snorted, though it wasn't an unfriendly noise, "Looking at the state of you you wouldn't even get two thrusts before you had to pull out. Just a tease."

"I only need one."

"I hear the thought I was the needy one."

"Not like that. Like this."

He gave her sex a final penetrating lick as he stood without haste. Stepping over Lethandra both his shafts came to dangle just above her sex. Leaning his head down he kissed her. Any protest she had been thinking of at the moment vanished. Still without haste his hips lowered under the tip of one of his shafts rested against her hot folds. Pulling back from the kiss with a wordless question her looked at her. She nodded.

"Fill me. Just don't.... Just don't. You know. Fill me."

It filled her. The cock that had just rested on her folds pressed in with one smooth motion. It's twin was left out, poking out to the side as he hilted her. There was nothing new about the movement, he had done it countless times. Lethandra had a moments worry before she realized he had stopped moving. Joren grinned at her, but her eyes were closed. There was more relief in that one motion than all of his tongue's labors. Drawing in a slight breath she opened her eyes with a flutter and kissed him. He returned it without hesitation. Holding still as best as he could his cocks twitched slightly and hitled as he was she could feel his knot start to grow. The knot would normally have been stretching her lips as he thrust into her, but now she could just feel it swelling. Slowly starting to lock them together

Shiftly slightly she tried to pull away from him a bit she self his knot catching against her nether lips. The shaft buried in her twitched slightly and she stopped moving and he pulled him tight to him. "Easy..." He spoke softly, "This is safe as long as we stay still."

The dragoness paused for moment. He was right. She felt better than she had in days and there was no harm in this. SHe could just lay back and enjoy it. Smiling back she kissed him, relaxing into her lover's embrace. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Kalinth coming up from the river.

It was too late now, but a worry crossed her mind. Nuzzling up the size of his cheek she whispered in his ear, "How are we going to get out of this?" She started to try and pull away. The cock twitched dangerously within her fertile body with each of her movements and she stopped.

"It always goes down after while," he said, licking her cheek.

"Make it go faster."

"That would cause things you wanted to avoid." He grinned at her.

She whimpered slightly and he continued, "Relax Lethandra, just enjoy it. I know I am." He smiled at her. Kalinth sayed just on the edge of her vision for a few moments longer, there her eyes flicked to her sister. Joren's eyes followed and his smile grew. Leaning down to kiss his mate's he whispered, "Since when have you been shy around your her?"

"Since we are taking risks," she hissed softly at him.

The smug look he gave her back made her eyes roll and she laid back, not able to bring herself to look directly at her sister. Joren felt not such need and turned his smug look on the dragoness approaching the pair. Water from the river still glistened wetly on her scales as she cocked an eye ridge at them. Her gaze traveled the length of the mates, from twinded tail tips to embarrassed and smiling muzzles, stopping for a few moments on admire the bead of pre forming on Joren's second shaft.

Kalinth's head shook slightly and smiled back at the drake. Her tongue clicked and she said, "and here I thought you weren't planning on eggs anytime soon."

"We're not..." He started, but she cut him off by stepping close and wiping pre from his exposed shaft.

"Could have fooled me," Kalinth said as she settled on her haunches next to the pair. .

"We're really..."

"I was rather expecting to see your muzzle buried between her legs, but I didn't think my sister was kidding about waiting on getting knocked up."

"There's no harm in it as long as I don't finish inside!" He stated the obvious rather defensively.

The blue grinned at him, "Well, this is just going to leave you with some incredibly blue balls isn't it? Unless..." She looked over towards her sister in time to she her try to hide both an eye roll and blush behind her paws. Not seeing any objection the dragoness' grin turned Joren's second shaft that hung out in the cool evening air. She traced the smooth backside of a unsheathed claw up its length. Then back down again, trailing off his tip onto her sister's hide, causing both dragons to shiver. Still not a word of objection, not a word at all. With his state it too only that light touch for his second knot to begin swelling.

"Unless I help your harmless fun a little." she said. If the pair hadn't been so caught up they might have talked this through, but instead Kalinth laid out opposite the couple. Her nose resting inches from his exposed shaft. She rolled onto her side, spreading her hind legs not far from their noses. Exposing herself to both of them, thighs still wet from the river and slit which seemed wetter than just watching a mating pair would cause.

The green dragoness' shiver slightly again as her sister's claws drew lightly on her haunch. She was still blushing madly as she leaned towards her sister and ran her nose along the length of her slit. Her mate's nose came in alongside her's and his tongue pressed into her slit enough draw a circle around her clit. Lethandra's muzzles pressed in against Joren's and her lips met those of her sister's sex.

As if waiting for that cue Kalinth's paw reached between the pair and worked a paw gently around Joren's shaft. Then worked a digit forward to copy what was happening to her clit. Her sister tensed, then her tongue pressed forward with a jerk easily parting sex waiting in front of it and flowing deep within. Lethandra's moaned softly and tighten her grip around Joren's deeply knotted after, squeezing tight enough cut off any risk of her sister getting filled while she held him.

Then she blew him. She didn't keep up her light teasing in the slightest. Her maw wrapped fully around his second exposed shaft in a quick movement. His tip forced back into her tight throat and her lips squeezing behind the already hardened knot. Joren's tongue stopped moving. It was all he could do to draw in a slow breath. The rich scent of dragoness in season filled him as both of his shafts were firmly buried in the pair of sisters. Kalinth swallowed around the tip of his cock before starting to bob her head along it. All while keeping the tight grip of the shaft buried in her sister.

After only a few bobs of her head it became clear he wasn't going to last long, not that he could be blamed given the situation. His pre flowed freely into the milking maw, but was blocked from his mate. Both shafts throbbed, causing Lethandra to groan into her sister's sex. Her tongue started to move more erratically. Kalinth went after her clit with a new careful vigor. The feeling of her mate on the edge and her sister's attentions put her over the edge herself. She shuddered and rested her head against the inside of her sisters thigh. The moment was short lived, like all her orgasms in heat it brough relief only for its duration. Soon her tongue returned to her sister, just a bit more slowly than before.

Kalinth paused for a moment after her sister finished as if to draw this out for her own pleasure, maw wrapped loosely around Joren's second shaft, only her grip on the first still tight. She knew his mate's orgasm had put him to the very brink. She waited just long enough for his tongue to also return to her slit. Then her maw when right back to work.

Again she took all on him in her mouth, tip tight in her throat, lips tight behind his knot. This time she did not start working up and down his shaft though. Instead she let him knot her maw, much has he did her sister's cunt. She swallowed around him and let her tongue stroke his shaft, milking him eagerly. It took only a few moments before he said, "I'm... I'm going..."

Lethandra did not let him finish the statement. She tightened he maw around his shaft and it throbbed twice before cum starting pulsing into her throat, she swallowed the load each successive throb pushed into her. The cock in her grasp quivered, but did not throb the same way. For a while the only movement from any of them as the the throb and swallow of cock and throat. She kept swallowing even after cum was spend from the shaft she nursed. Her grip on the shaft still knotted in her sister loosened and she let the spent cock slip from her mouth as its knot began to go down.

Kalinth's grin came back as the tip slipped from her maw with just a string of sticky white cum that her tongue quickly took care of. She looked up toward the faces of the panting couple. "Feeling better?" She asked as she lightly fingered her sisters clit and admired her own juices dripping from her sister's nose. She gave Joren's shaft still knotted shaft a little squeeze. "Looks like this might take a little longer to come down," she giggled and licked a last bit of cum from his exposed shaft.

He just panted softly while Lethandra's started to say, "Well they don't both always finish at the..."

But her sister wasn't really listening she'd looked back to his spent shaft and had started stroking the base of his knotted shaft. Suddenly he cut them both off, realizing what she was doing, "Wait! What are... Oh god..." His eyes rolled up as his words trailed off.

"Time," Lethandra said with something between pleasure and a whimper.

He came again. This time deep within his mate. By the time Lethandra thought to try to squeeze off his shaft again it was too late. She could feel his cum flowing down through the buried shaft with powerful pulses. She nearly tried to stop it anyway, but instead held just tight enough to feel the seed that was flooding her sister's fertile folds. Her other paw rubbed her sister's belly eggs waited and would now soon grow. Guilt flowed into her like the cum into her sister, but a heat she hadn't quite noticed before also began to grow inside her.

None of them moved or spoke for a long while. Even after his knot had gone down and both shafts were just laying again Lethandra's cum filled belly all three just laid together. At some point Lethandra finally started to feel relief and she knew it was done. She rested a paw on top of Kalinth's and together they rubbed her belly. Part of Kalinth's mind wondered why his shafts had not gone soft and into his sheath, but most of her was caught up in the guilt of what she had just done. She said the only thing she could. "I'm sorry." She hadn't known, but she hadn't asked either.

Joren has started sniffing at Kalinth's slit again, it was still needy and swollen, but had now taken on a distinct scent as well. Lethandra's ignored her sisters attempt at apology and licked her slit. The taste of fresh heat was unmistakable. "You wanted to help my mate get some relief. You'll provide that again. You're in need of it yourself" There was a gleam in her eye and the sound of command in her voice as her mate pressed his nose the the next in season slit.

"Fair is fair."