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Giving It Back

Chapter 36

"Ah . . . ah . . . ah. . . ah!" La'puit sat on the swing, screaming shrilly as Li'Enlil held her by the thighs and stabbed his thick erection in her tight, pink sex until her juices oozed down to her anus. Her legs were splayed and her lips taunt around the veined width of him. Her winged arms were wrapped around the swing's golden chains, as were her slender legs. Her taloned feet were behind her head, and as the swing rocked with Li'Enlil's every thrust, her long fan of a tail glided blue behind her.

"Mmpfh, mmpfh . . . fuck yes . . ." Li'Enlil muttered, muscular back flexing as he punched himself in. He pulled free with a wet squelch and watched his sister's tight sex clench shut.

Kneeling on the balcony floor and watching them both with his tongue hanging out, Etienne came a little and felt his hard penis dripping. He licked his lips and opened his mouth as Li'Enlil turned to him, and aiming his erection at the kneeling dog, Li'Enlil sighed as his penis flinched and released in Etienne's face. The cum splattered Etienne's waiting tongue and chin, and he licked it way, even dropping obediently to lick what had hit the polished floor.

"What a good doggy," smiled Li'Enlil. He sagged onto the swing beside his sister's, but his penis was still hard, and he touched it absently as he watched Etienne - penis hard and on paws and knees -- licking the floor. Li'Enlil thought the dog was damn beautiful with his pretty blue eyes, with his hard backside flexing as he crawled. He sat watching Etienne with hungry eyes, his orange feathers glistening over his muscles in the sunlight, his mane of gold-tipped feathers falling orange around his thick neck. "I see now why Hildrith'el wanted the dogs in place of the foxes. Look how they obey." He waved a content claw at Etienne, who was dragging his pink tongue along the floor to get every ounce of squirted cum. "And they're so stupid," he went on. "They'd never get smart and uppity like the foxes. We could bring them here and keep them forever. Mother is right."

La'puit gracefully unwound her legs from the swing's chains and dropped them, crossing one over the other. Her big breasts jiggled with her every movement, and Li'Enlil glanced over and pinched one of her hard nipples. She slapped his claw off. Her sad eyes were fixed in sympathy on Etienne. "This isn't right," she said. "We have reduced him to nothing."

Li'Enlil rolled his eyes. "Not this again. Don't you like him this way? Watch this." He looked at Etienne and clicked his beak in a whistle. "Here, boy. Come to daddy's dick."

Etienne crawled to Li'Enlil immediately and allowed the god of passion and pleasure to grab him by the head and force his mouth on his erection. Etienne gulped on the shaft and sucked eagerly and obediently, the wet slurping soon carrying over the balcony to the sky. He sucked so hard that the swing rocked, and Li'Enlil frowned with pleasure as his big claw guided the dog's head over his phallus.

"Mmpfh . . . what a good boy . . . look at the polish he puts on it . . ."

La'puit shook her head. "Stop it, Li, and listen to me!" She reached over and grabbed Etienne's leash, a long golden chain that had been fastened to a gold collar around his neck. Etienne choked and whimpered as he was dragged away from Li'Enlil's rigid penis. He shuffled obediently to La'puit and placed his head in her lap, allowing her to pet him. But he did not stop staring with sulky longing at Li'Enlil's penis, which was standing upright and throbbing from the pleasure of his tongue.

Li'Enlil scowled. "Give him back to me. Mother said he's as much mine as he is yours!" He reached for the leash, but La'puit held it at bay.

"Stop it," she scolded. "You sound like you were just hatched yesterday! This isn't right, Li. You don't know. I saw his mind. I saw the memories we took from him. Such . . .beautiful memories. He was so deeply in love. And so at peace. And we took that from him. We should give it back."

Li'Enlil looked at his sister fondly and the corner of his beak twisted in a smile. "I knew you couldn't do this. You and your gentle heart. He's just a mortal --"

"No," La'puit insisted with a frown. "Father made him a god! He promised him he would make him one of us if only he would serve him. Why do you think he came here instead of dying? Think!"

Li'Enlil blinked into space a moment. ". . . shit." He scowled. "I'm so tired of being a pawn in Mother and Father's stupid games. Them fighting about Azrian . . . just sickens me. Why should she rule the world? Why not you? Or shit - why not me!"

La'puit rolled her eyes. "Stop whining. Father chose Azrian because Azrian is half mortal - that gives her more concern for them, more respect. Look at the way we treat him! This is how you would treat the ones on Aonre?" She blinked sadly and stroked Etienne's mane. He nuzzled his cheek against her . . . then pushed his nose between her thighs and started eating her sex. Her lashes fluttered and she squeezed her thighs to stop him. "N-No, no! Stop that . . . oh . . . oh, don't stop that . . ."

Li'Enlil laughed and tugged Etienne's chain, forcing him down to the floor. "You see, my sister? Even you can not resist the skill of this little beast's hungry tongue. Can't we keep him a while longer? And then if you like, we can send him back --"

"Li!" La'puit cried angrily.

Li'Enlil scowled. "What!"

La'puit clasped her claws and put on a deep voice, "Gee, my sister, can't we abuse him a little longer and then send him back to Aonre? I need to come again!"

Li'Enlil glared off at the sky. "Fine. But I'm doing it for you. Not for him."

La'puit smiled prettily. "My sweet, sweet brother --!"

"Yeah, yeah," Li'Enlil grumbled and gestured lazily for Etienne to come.

Etienne blinked, blank and confused, but he obeyed, crawling across the polished floor to kneel before the twins, who sat on their swings, looking down at him. They both placed their claws on his forehead and focused, staring with narrowed golden eyes at his face.

"You know," said Li'Enlil into the silence, "Mother is going to kill us for this. Literally."

A single tear escaped La'puit's eye. "I know."

"Together then?"

"Together."

Light blasted from their claws and smacked Etienne in the face. He went over on his back, reeling, blinded by the light. When he opened his eyes again, water was swirling around him, bubbles were drifting, fish were darting away from him. He was sinking down and down, kicking against the fathomless nothing, as water rushed to fill his nostrils. He squinted against the blinding foam, determined to kick out, determined to swim. But he was sinking away. He was going to die. He felt the darkness coming over him and then . . . a light.

A white dog's beautiful face hovered above him, peering at him through the water. She was like the face of the moon, floating on the surface, breaking through the light. She reached down seemingly from the sky and smiled at him with her large blue eyes. His eyes. His own mane swept around and slapped him in the face as he reached desperately for her. Their paws connected, and then she was pulling him up, through the roar of water leaving his ears, into the blinding sunlight. He collapsed on the bank of a river and lay there, coughing and confused. Something choked in his mouth, and he scrambled up, braced himself, and bowed his head to cough whatever it was into the mud. His long golden mane hung damp around him as the liquid came up, hot and thick, to trickle down his chin and from his nose. It took him a moment to realize he was coughing up blood.

"Thank you . . . Mother . . ." he rasped.

"I am not your mother, dog creature," said a voice.

Etienne slowly lifted his face and froze. He was surrounded by black foxes.

Holding black spears.