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'Just another day', Xaleru thought to himself; it was his birthday but it seemed nobody remembered. A few weeks back he'd made some idle plans with a few of his friends, but they never came to fruition, instead he was at home in his den playing war games by himself.

Xaleru was a lesser sooty owl and snow leopard gryphon hybrid, so he lived underground; to get to his den you had to open up a door that was hidden in the roots of a massive tree. He tried to tell himself that his friends got lost in the forest trying to come see him, but he knew his home was very easy to find if you'd been there before: The tree he lived under was massive gnarled oak, it was very distinct.

After gulping down a meal, he was about ready to disappear to his nest when he heard a knocking at his door. His deep black eyes widened and a grin spread across his beak! Could this be his friends?

He hopped off his perch and made his way to the door, happily swinging it open to see his buddy Ceylon, a much larger feral gryphon that looked like a fusion of osprey and white tiger. "Ceylon!" he cooed. "I was beginning to think you'd forgotten!"

The larger gryphon laughed and rolled his eyes, pulling in his wings to squeeze through the sooty gryphon's relatively tiny door. "Oh please, I may be late, but I never forget. I'm like an elephant in that way."

"Sure, if you say so. So, anyone else here?" he looked around Ceylon to see if anyone else was waiting behind him. He was disappointed that he couldn't see anyone.

"Nope, not here, but we've got a bit of a surprise for you! Come with!" He turned and squished through the door, but not before his tail knocked over some of Xaleru's wooden collectibles. The lesser sooty gryphon followed after picking up the collectibles.

Once the two of them were outside in the forest, Ceylon motioned for Xaleru to hop up onto his back. "Alright, get on and we can go!"

Xaleru's eyes narrowed. "No thanks, dumbass. I can fly myself, I don't need your help." he spread his grey and white speckled wings to show them off.

"Perhaps, but you can't fly as fast as I can, and we have a ways to go, so clamp the beak shut, and let's go!"

There was only a slight pause before Xaleru fluttered up and wrapped his legs around the larger gryphon's form, getting himself ready for a trip. With a hop, a leap, and a flap, Ceylon was in the air and rising high above the treeline. Xaleru could see the lights of a nearby city glimmering in the night sky as his heart fluttered. He didn't expect much from his friends, perhaps some games or hanging out, but to hear they had a 'bit of a surprise' planned made him smile broadly.

They couldn't talk much on the flight. Moving that fast through the air made speaking and listening to one another particularly challenging. Xaleru's owl ears could have easily heard Ceylon's voice, but Ceylon never spoke while in flight, and his own voice would be muddled by the air whipping through his feathers so they didn't bother. This left the lesser sooty gryphon time to his thoughts, conceptualizing all sorts of extravagant possibilities.

After what seemed like hours of silent flight over the forests and mountains, Ceylon tilted his wings and curved himself down to a small little village that Xaleru didn't recognize. There were less than two dozen buildings and not a single person outside. As they descended he could see that the buildings were very simple, made of wood and stone as opposed to the concrete, steel, and glass of the metropolis near where he lived. When they finally landed together, the lesser sooty gryphon hopped off Ceylon and looked around, curious.

"This isn't a prank, is it?"

"Oh no, but what we have planned for you is pretty awesome, and we need our privacy. No jokes, no silliness, just an awesome present. Follow me."

Ceylon led Xaleru through the dirt roads of the small hamlet, passing by one simplistic looking home after another until he got to a small shack hidden between two larger buildings. It was a tiny building, couldn't have been bigger than a single, large room. He was confused, but followed Ceylon into it.

Once they entered, however, Xaleru saw what was hidden beneath the surface. In the shack was only a wide set of stairs leading down a few stories into a well-lit cavern that had gentle music emanating from it, reverberating off the concrete walls. Xaleru could see gentle multicolored flashing lights and smell a gentle hint of cinnamon and baked cookies.

Was this a super secret hidden party? If so, why did it need to be underground in the middle of nowhere?

As he slowly walked down the stairs behind Ceylon, Xaleru watched the entire open cavern open up before him; it was an oval shaped room with a dome for a roof, about the size of an auditorium. There were red and blue streamers and decorations hanging from the roof/wall. On the opposite side of the room was a series of tables with cake and punch and other baked goodies laid out. In the middle of the room were two strangers he'd never met before with what looked like two stripper poles behind them. The first was a quadruped lion that was red-furred and white-maned, a pair of braids dangling from the sides of their head. This lion had what appeared to be a scar across their chest, exposing bare flesh where fur should be. The other special guest was a deliciously massive gryphon, at least 7 feet tall with black fur and feathers, long flowing hair, a pair of perky exposed breasts and what appeared to be a pair of fleshy, engorged equine vulva. While it wasn't uncommon for people to walk around naked, most covered up their genitals when aroused or in heat; turns out this huge gryphon didn't care too much for covering up, preferring to expose herself to the world.

"Who are these two?" Xaleru whispered to Ceylon.

"Hah, no need to be shy, Xal! These two fine friends of mine are your entertainment, you see!" He pointed at the quadruped red-furred lion, "This here's Joka, an expert in her field." He then pointed towards the bipedal gryphon, "And this is one of my best friends, Tiel. I couldn't think of anything to get you, so I asked my friends, and we kind of all agreed that the best thing for you would be a night you'd never ever forget." He raised a claw and summoned a massive, leather couch to slide across the floor and arrange itself in the middle of the room in front of the gryphon and lion. "Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride!"

Xaleru slowly sat down in the leather couch, wings spread out over the entire width of it while his talons laid on the cushions on either side of his body. He turned his head 180 degrees to get a good glaring look at Ceylon. "I think I see what you did there." he laughed before turning back. He was quite certain that this was going to be a sexy party, but deep down inside he wished he could just have some fun with Ceylon; that gryphon was a great friend and it was no secret he had some of the meatiest, puffiest, hungriest vulva he'd ever tasted. He couldn't quite understand why he'd need to hire others to dance for him rather than do it himself.

Regardless, he leaned back in the couch and relaxed as the music began to play; it was a deep, powerful electronic sound with powerful bass. Just as the beat was gradually intensifying, the lights began to dim and the strobes were pulsing every few seconds, giving him a glorious flash of feathers and fur in front of him.

He closed his eyes and let the bass reverberate through his body. Just as he was losing himself, he felt the gryphon known as Tiel lean up next to him on the couch, leaning over Xaleru's body and whispering into his ear.

"Prrrrrr, this gryphon here looks like he just might need some fun..do you need to loosen up?"

Xaleru nodded, opening up his deep black eyes to watch as Tiel crawled over the couch, keeping one paw on Xal's shoulder, giving it a deep and powerful massage. Once Tiel was fully over the couch, he leaned over Xal and let her hands wander over the lesser gryphon's shoulders and upper chest, digging in between his feathers and the couch to tickle at his wing-shoulders. Xaleru could smell the faintest of musk in the air, but it didn't smell like musk, it smelled like heat.

Xaleru's eyes were trained for the darkness, but the intermittent strobe flashes were disorienting him, putting the lesser sooty gryph into a trance-like state. It wasn't until he calmed himself that he noticed the lion in front of him, swaying his body back and forth like a snake or a bellydancer. He was shaking his mane around, showing off his supple, red-furred body to Xal. Joka held his maw open just a bit so that his smile would glisten in the strobe, a gentle purr that sounded more like a growl escaping his muzzle. He slowly crawled forward, tail in the air and hips swaying as she nuzzled into Xaleru's inner thigh, the rough feline tongue licking at the lesser sooty grphon's fur and tickling his exposed but mostly inert sack.

As soon as he felt that cool, wet nose prodding at him, his nethers came to life. He could feel the blood flow stirring within his sheathe, the flesh around it beginning to swell and engorge; a small rim of glistening flesh emerged from the tip of his sheathe. Instinctively, he spread his legs to give the lion more room. He could feel his mane tickling at his knees, and it was only then that he thought about the fact that maned lions are male, not female. This confused him because Ceylon knew that he was straight.

He was put off by this for only a moment, quickly relenting to the rough fleshy tongue lapping over his crotch. At this point, he just wanted to enjoy it; the source didn't matter, only the sensations mattered. It was even nicer that the massive gryphoness behind him was caressing his neck, shoulders, chest, arms, and wings all while occasionally leaning into his neck to nibble at the bits of feathers surrounding his face. The sensation of a beak preening at his facial feathers made a tingle burst down his spine, puffing out the fur of his lower back and legs.

After the lion was done nuzzling at Xaleru's orbs, he slowly crawled up and licked at the moist, tender rim of his sheathe, the barbed tongue tugging at the eager flesh just enough to tease the first bits of his girthy shaft out. Xal could feel Joka's throat vibrating happily as he lapped at the gryphon's nethers, the dual vibrations from the music and the purring combining in a way that made Xal's eyes roll back in his skull, beak agape.

The three of them writhed against one another, Tiel massaging and nibbling at Xal's upper body while Joka purred and licked at his lower half, using his front paws to knead at the lesser sooty gryphon's inner thighs.

As the seconds ticked past and every finger, nibble, lick, and knead loosened xaleru up, he felt his shaft slowly expose every inch of itself to the night, its slick flesh blinking with every visual explosion of the strobe lights, the strands of saliva and precum lighting up like a bolt of lightning. His barbed tip flared out with every beat of his heart, catching Joka's own tongue like two pieces of velcro made for each other; the tanglement of the two fleshy appendages tickled underneath Xal's barbs and drove him just a little wild, forcing him to buck his hips forward.

Joka backed off and looked up at Xal, leaning down to purr against his crotch as he wrapped his neck around the gryphon's glistening shaft. Xaleru reached down to grab a hold of the lion's mane, to force that gentle purring down on his hips, but Joka backed away and spun around, lifting his tail and swaying his hips as he walked away.

Xal's eyes may have been assaulted by the flashing lights, but he could see that this lion was no lion at all, he was a she, she was a lioness! There were no balls, no sheathe, no exposed member, just a thick, puffy vulva that was exposed to the same lights that Xal's shaft was. The colored strobes made it look all funny colors, but from what he could tell, the fleshy vulva was gaped open, a brilliant egg-white at the entrance, slowly fading to pink then cherry red as it got in deeper. There were clearly defined beads of fluid dribbling down the rim of her pussy, culminating in her engorged clit and dripping down her fur to the ground.

Xaleru had to catch himself as his beak gaped open, eyes staring into the white, pink, and red abyss. He leaned forward to chase after this delectable piece of pie, but the strong arms of Tiel held him back, still trailing over his chest but keeping him tight against the couch cushion.

"We're not ready for that yet, dear." Tiel whispered in the lesser gryphon's ear. "Enjoy the show for a few more minutes before you have a taste."

Xaleru was in a trancelike state that made him oddly open to suggestion, so he stayed put rather than pouncing on that meaty, gaped pussy exposed to him. Instead, he let out a long coo as the lioness wrapped her body around a dancing pole, sure to keep her tail raised. She spun around the pole a few times before pouncing up on it, writhing her body against it a few times before arching her back and reaching out with her tail until it touched the other pole, wrapping around it and pulling her closer to the second pole. She rubbed her pussy up and down the length of the cool, chrome cylinder a few times before pulling away, a trail of her fluids connecting the now-slicked pole and her flesh. In the flashing light, it looked like a vibrant bolt of lightning zapping her repeatedly.

She continued to grind against the poles for a moment as Tiel slowly crawled back over the couch, leaning her body down over Xal's lap. Her puffed out feathery chest tickled at Xal's shaft as he watched the lioness doing a sensual dance for him.

She eventually turned her body away from Xal so that the pole was between them. She slowly leaned back into it, her pussy lips wrapping around the pole and touching each other. She pushed back harder until her back paws were off the ground, tiptoeing backwards until her hind end was raised a few feet in the air, her pussy sliding effortlessly up and down the slimy, soaked pole.

Xaleru let out a moan as he reached forward, wanting to lose himself to that gloriously slick pussy, when Tiel got up and blocked his view.

"Hey, I was watching that!" Xal squeaked.

But Tiel shushed him and stepped up onto the couch, one leg on either side of Xal's body; his crotch was only inches away from Xaleru's face.

It was instantly apparent that the strong scent was emanating from that pair of luscious, meaty, juicy equine lips. The thick, moist scent was so strong it was clogging up his nares, he could feel the hot moistness hanging in the air. It was an intoxicating scent that stole his attention from the glorious lion show he was watching.

Tiel grabbed Xal's head and mashed his face into her supple, tender lips. Xaleru puffed out his feathers in surprise before relenting and opening his beak, his short tongue lapping at the lower rim of her vulva, nuzzling his face side to side to soak up as much of her fluid as he could. He could feel Tiel's two-inch-long clit resting on his forehead, smearing her juices all over Xal's feathers.

Xaleru was in heaven; he closed his eyes and focused on the sensations that were rocking his body up and down. The bass was throbbing through his frame, the flashing lights kept him in a complacent but fully aware stupor, and Tiel's massive lips were wrapped around his beak. He clenched his talons tight and snorted her fluids, inhaling them into his throat, coating his oesophagus.

Tiel giggled a bit and pulled off, a wet schlicking sound bursting through the pauses in the music as her cunny gaped open and slapped shut following Xal's beak's withdrawal. He looked down and grinned at Xal. Tiel usually wasn't this aggressive with his partners, in fact this was unlike him entirely, but his friend Ceylon had asked for a favor so it only made sense to do what she could to please a friend; two, in this case.

Xaleru was in bliss. Not even realizing what he was doing, he licked his beak and wrapped his hands around Tiel's rump, forcing her thighs forward once again to mash his face between her meaty vulva. He nuzzled up between her legs, licking at her canal as she was grinding back, applying more and more pressure to his flat face.

The lesser sooty gryphon was holding his breath as he dug his face as deeply and roughly as he could into the gryphon's massive pussy, pulling away only for a moment to inhale her musky heat-scent and catch a breath so he could dive back in; he was rubbing his flat, feathered face back and forth as she ground down on him, one hand gripped at Xal's head, the other pressed against her own hip, helping to tug her flesh to the side as a gaping aid to Xal's eager beak.

The two were grinding against one another, rubbing flesh on feathers, beak in fluid when Xaleru felt an odd sensation on his shin. He didn't peel his face away from the gryphon's lips, but he did move his leg in a gentle circle to get a better feel what was going on around his lower half. It felt like someone was putting a moist, gel disc on his knee and shin. As he wiggled it back and forth he realized it was Joka, rubbing her pussy all over him! She'd had enough of the piddly little chrome dancing bar and was pressing her body back against his leg!

Xal wasted no time, quickly raising his other leg to rest it on her back, kneading his feline hind paws into her lower back, urging her to push back harder. He could feel her lips wrapping around his shin bit by bit until her flesh was covering half of his shin. She pushed back as he wiggled his leg left and right, extending his foot to lift it up and down, and she loved it. He could feel her well-developed clit tickling at his lower shin, massaging at his legfur.

As he was pleasing Joka with his knee, he continued to nuzzle and grind into Tiel's slit, beak agape and flat face pressed firmly into the bottom of her crotch. The gryphoness's slickness was gumming up every inch around his face, dribbling down his neck onto his chest, splaying out his head feathers in such a way he looked like he was a glorious mess, but he didn't care. The more Tiel ground her hips on his face, the more he wanted. He could feel her lips slowly spreading out around his cheeks as his beak managed to press just a little bit deeper. He could feel the tender flesh of Tiel's lower vulva pressing downwards on his chin, eventually giving in and wrapping around the flesh of his lower cere; as her canal seemed to loosen up and wrap itself around the lower half of his face. His eyes were peeking over the rim of her upper vulva, her clit resting on the bridge of his nares.

It was that one moment that it all dawned on Xal; this wasn't just some show or a lap dance...this was his birthday. He knew that Ceylon knew all about his favorite fantasy, and he was helping to make it come true. As every inch of Tiel's flesh enveloped more of Xal's face, it became clear these weren't just any friends of his, these were incredibly stretchy, accommodating friends. These were friends with the kinds of Talent Xaleru only dreamed of.

Right then he felt his lower half tense up, a powerful pump of blood engorging his throbbing shaft with a spurt of creamy white fluid erupting from the tip and gumming up his sheathe. It was a mini-climax, but he had plenty more where that came from. He'd trained himself to go multiple times in a row, and he'd be dammed if he came before his head was smothered in equine cunny.

Joka continued to rub her pussy up and down Xaleru's shin, leaking more fluids all over his fur than one pussy could be expected to secrete. He could feel it between his toes, and even though he was intently focused on the meaty, tender lips wrapped around his face, he got a kinky idea.

He slowly raised his leg until his footpads were pressed against joka's tender, moist, and wide-hipped pussy. He didn't even need to apply pressure, the lioness did that for him; her pussy easily parted and her lips wrapped around his toes and the lower half of his foot, slowly sucking in more of his appendage until his heel stopped her. His knee was raised up a bit, but he didn't want to force too hard, so he let her push back until his heel popped in past her clit, disappearing into her canal.

Xaleru could feel his body tensing up again as her pussy contracted around his leg, sucking on it and dribbling even more cum around his leg fur. He wiggled his toes against the firm flesh of her cervix, making her moan loudly and press her chest against the floor, leaning back harder as her tail arced up, the muscle contractions that did so sucking on his foot again.

But Tiel wasn't done with Xaleru either, she continued to grind at the lesser sooty gryphon's flat face until her lips crept over his eyes, the lower half of her lips pressing against his throat. He tried to move his head back and forth to wiggle his way in deeper, but her flesh was still a bit too tight and held him mostly in place, his movements only tickling at her velvety flesh inside. Xal used this opportunity to grab a firm hold of her rump and give a powerful pull as she helped, pushing at the back of his head until his skull passed through her tight opening and rested happily within her canal, folds tensing and clit winking around his neck.

The overwhelming overload of pleasure forced his feet and legs to tense up, pressing against her cervix as he extended his appendage as far as he could. He could feel a lurch and a popping sensation as his toes, feet, and heels burst through her tight rim of flesh into her womb, her pussy easily enveloping and swallowing his entire leg up to the knee.

Like the feline he half-was, Xal began kneading at the flesh inside her nethers, curling his toes as he tried to grab a hold of the slick, rippled flesh of her womb. Her lips pulsed and relaxed, sucking in a bit more of his leg bit by bit, her canal massaging his calf with peristaltic waves starting at her opening and trailing deeper into her towards her womb. She was on her chest, so her front paws weren't in use; she used one of her forepaws to grab at Xal's free leg, lifting it up to press it against his other leg, ready to disappear alongside his disappearing appendage.

Xal happily obliged, pressing his paw pad against the flesh wrapped around his leg, relishing in how it slowly parted and gave way to his digits.

It was all overwhelming for the lesser sooty gryphon, Tiel's flesh wrapped around his head and neck, clit winking and lips sucking on his neck. He felt the gryphoness slowly pull away, her lips and opening tugging on his neck before pressing back down, the massive, meaty vulva sliding easily down his feathered neck and resting happily on his shoulders. He could feel his forehead pressing against Tiel's tight cervix, so he nuzzled up into it, trying to gape open his beak so he could get a taste of her wondrous cavernous walls; instead he had to settle for nuzzling into her, feeling her fluids invading his system starting at his nares and slowly trailing their way down his throat and into his lungs.

His foot paw digits pressed against the stretched rim of Joka's distended pussy, slowly slipping inch by inch into her nethers; a gaping hole opened up between the sides of his feet and his calf muscle, allowing a bit of air to enter her canal, opening it up and allowing both of his legs to easily pass through. With a whooshing, wet slurp, Xal's other hind paw slipped past her opening and came to rest in her canal, toes tickling at the cervix wrapped around his other ankle. With a powerful muscular expansion, her womb opened up and sucked his foot right into it, her pussy wrapped tightly around both his legs right up to the knee.

Tiel continued to press down on Xal's head and shoulders, and the lesser sooty gryphon could feel her canal loosening up ever so gently to expand outward, her tender flesh sucking at and pressing against his shoulders and enveloping a few more inches of him before she pulled away, her lips rippling as every bit of Xal's neck, chin, and beak burst out from her slit, the equine opening and lips still wrapped around everything from the top of his beak up. She held there for only a moment before dropping all her weight on Xal's head, her pussy eagerly swallowing every inch of his noggin and spreading wide to slide over his shoulders. She had to spin her body around to let his wide chest in at first, but the sensation of her powerful, fleshy lips wrapped around his upper body like that was entirely too much coupled with the sensation of Joka's pussy slowly swallowing him from the feet up, his toes kneading at the tender, moist flesh of her womb.

He reluctantly took his hands from Tiel's rump and trailed down his own body, nuzzling up into Tiel's slit and kneading at Joka's as he wrapped his talon around his length, rubbing it slowly and gently as his entire body pressed and tugged at the flesh wrapping around either side of him.

Joka, comfortable with both of Xal's feet resting in her womb, inched backwards, her white-fleshed pussy lips hungrily devouring bits of the gryphon's legs. He could feel her warmth loosening up his muscles, melting him into a puddle of pleasure inside her. Her moistness was dripping down his legs and setting in puddle between his thighs. He was kneading with each paw in alternate strokes, tensing one leg up and tugging on her flesh as he curled his toes, only to release and push back, tugging with the other side; it was like a sexy exercise bike, except it was much harder because her flesh was keeping his legs tight against one another, barely able to move even when slicked up and pressed against the velvety flesh of her cavern.

Tiel kept applying pressure to Xaleru's upper body, lifting her legs in the air to force the lesser sooty gryphon deeper into her. As she descended, Xal could feel the super-tight and firm flesh of tiel's cervix sliding over his face, pushing his feathers back before opening up to her surprisingly roomy and tender womb. Only a moment had passed when he felt that tight cervical ring tense up around his neck, her pussy enveloping much of his upper body; her lips were wrapped around his mid chest, pressing his wings and arms flat against his torso, the fleshy opening conveniently wrapped around his elbows.

The lioness waggled her hips back and forth as she applied more and more pressure to Xal's legs, swallowing more of his body inch by inch until she was halfway up his thighs. With his hands there at his side, Tiel's pussy holding them tight against his side to ensure they were unable to go anywhere else, Xal tickled at the massive, fleshy pussy that was tensing up and releasing in a gently rythm around his legs, squeezing them tight then loosening up to let them slide a few inches deeper. He felt his toes reach the end of her womb, forcing him to angle himself on his side, bending his knees.

As Joka's body eased its way backwards, the underside of her tail tickling at Xal's barbed tip, Tiel continued to grind and rotate her hips aroud Xal's upper body. She lifted herself up a few inches so her massive pussy lips were just barely clinging to the lesser sooty's shoulders before pushing all her weight back down, Xal's owl torso easily sliding into her depths. She'd pull off then push down again and again, her cavernous womb sucking at Xal's head and neck with each thrust. She was using him as a living toy, and he couldn't enjoy it more. He wanted to participate more, but with his legs occupying one womb and his entire upper body sliding into another, very little of him was able to move; only his wings, forearms, tail, and cock were sticking out, and none had the kind of mobility needed to caress at the slits that were swallowing him.

Tiel's pussy held Xal's arms and wings against his body, clenching tightly with each thrust as pleasure rocked through the massive gryphoness's body, her clit winking between Xal's wings, tightening up her opening and dragging her pussy flesh around in a circle before relaxing again, loosening up and letting Xal move his arms around inside.

With that bit of freedom, Xal wiggled his hips downward and brought one arm around, sliding between his chest and the tight pussy walls that smothered him to angle his cock downward, pointing its tip towards the feline anus that was pressing up against him, the rim of Joka's pussy pressing against the underside of his shaft, moistening the fur on his tender balls. She had made it to his hips, and Tiel's own pussy was slowly sliding down more of his body, enveloping the first joint of his wings and slipping down over his forearms. The two pussies were only a foot apart, with only Xal's wings, hands, cock, and tail sticking out between the two of them.

As his barbed cocktip poked at the tender flesh of Joka's rump, he felt the lioness get to her feet and pull away, his legs easily slipping out of her womb and pussy, falling to the ground in a splatter as his feet splashed in the puddle of her fluids that she left. He was worried he'd broken an unspoken rule by aiming his cock at her rump, but as he was wondering, Tiel did the same thing by slowly lifting herself off his body, her tender pussy flesh sliding across his upper body and face before lifting off him completely, leaving her canal gaped open, a rim of her massively engorged, slick, velvety vulva flesh dripping remains of her fluids all over Xal's eager face.

He blinked a few times before coming to his senses, whining as Tiel stepped off the couch, rubbing her pussy as she collapsed beside one of the poles.

In between the two poles were two blurry figures. As Xal blinked and cleared his eyes of the slime that Tiel's pussy had secreted, the two figures came into focus. The first was Ceylon, sitting on his haunches with a massive grin across his face. Behind him was a massive green, red, and blue serpent with a yellow belly, standing a few heads taller than Ceylon. It was Leera, Ceylon's own mate and the object of Xaleru's kinkiest desires.

"Come on!" Xal choked out. "I wasn't done yet!"

Ceylon grinned and leaned into Leera's raised body. "Oh, don't worry my friend, the night has only just begun. There's still lots to see and feel. Now come here!"