Mated by Twilight (True Match)

Chapter 41

Leah

“Bonding ceremony?” She cocked her head. “What’s that?”

“It’s something avanava lovers do. It’s called a ceremony, but it’s really not something so formal. There is a bit of tradition to it, and in religious times, it used to be more heavily dedicated to the gods and goddess. But these days, it’s just about spending time with your mates. It’s about adoring each other. Reminding each other how much we love each other.”

“Oh, like when you guys took care of me during my period?”

“No, not hardly,” he chuckled. “For one thing, love making isn’t forbidden during that time. I mean, it doesn’t have to be forbidden during your period-”

“Not going to happen.”

“Can’t blame me for trying,” he beamed. “Your period time was for us to help you through it. To tend to you like you were ill. It’s not the same.”

Leah shook her head. “Honestly, I can’t imagine you two doing anything more to show me how much I mean to you. It’s like you both just… don’t think about anything else. It’s crazy to me.”

“Hm? In what way?”

“Well, my father never treated my mother like that,” she frowned, looking at the floor between them. “I can’t remember anyone from the church treating their wife like that, actually. Wives are supposed to adore and service their husbands. Not the other way around.”

“Ah, but see, in bonding ceremonies, it’s both ways.” Sollit smiled, holding out their hands. “We take turns adoring each other. Us for you, and you for us. Some lovers spend days worshiping each other in the way the gods worshipped the goddess at the beginning of the world, and the love she gave them in return. It’s a time of total devotion and joy. And yes, love making. Though, it’s not mandatory, or even really the point. It just happens sometimes. And I’m hoping it will happen again tonight.”

Leah chuckled. She couldn’t even say that he was wrong. She hoped that too. Because she was a degenerate woman, shameless and wild.

And she kind of didn’t mind anymore.

“Okay. A bonding ceremony sounds fun. Is that where Tillos is? Getting ready?”

Sollit nodded once. “He’s waiting for us. Come.”

Leah followed along happily as he guided her through the ship, to their rooms. As they were walking, she felt something rumbling in the distance.

“What’s that?” She asked, looking around.

“We’re detaching from the station and moving away so we can start our subspace swing.” Sollit smiled back at her. “You’re really going to like our next station.”

“Oh?”

“It’s a theme park. There are rides and games and lots of fun things for people of all ages. It’s something of a vacation destination in and of itself, in fact.”

Leah found herself smiling. “That does sound fun. My family never really went to places like that.”

“Couldn’t afford it?”

“We probably could, but it was deemed to be frivolous and dangerous.”

Sollit gave her a confused look. “How is frivolity dangerous? Isn’t that an inherent contradiction?”

“Father said that it would make us love things of this world and distract us from our love of the lord. They also might have magic shows or something there, and magic was believed to be evil, so we couldn’t even pretend to indulge it.” She smiled when she looked ahead and saw Tillos already standing in front of their closed door, waiting for them.

“Er, Leah,” Sollit started cautiously, “I’m not trying to insult your beliefs or anything, but…”

“Oh, they’re not mine anymore,” she told him quickly as they stopped in front of Tillos “To be honest, I don’t really know what my relationship to my faith is anymore. It was such a huge part of me for so long, I can’t imagine just completely losing it. At the same time, I’m not sure I really believe in it anymore. It’s confusing.”

“Good,” Sollit let out a breath of relief. “No offense, aevea , but I don’t think I want our younglings being raised with such strict contradictions.”

“Or given to a much older male like some kind of object,” Tillos added sternly.

“Don’t worry,” she gave them a smile devoid of any humor. “That would have been your jobs anyway. I’m just the lady in the relationship. I have to agree with you.”

“Just the lady, she says,” Tillos scoffed.

“You have to agree with nothing you don’t actually agree with,” Sollit said firmly. “In fact, I demand that you get angry with us at your earliest convenience.”

“What?” She laughed.

But Tillos was nodding along sincerely. “You haven’t actually argued or disagreed with us about anything, aevea . Do you realize that? You do whatever we ask of you.”

“What? No,” she said quickly, but glancing between their faces silently assured her that, yes, indeed, she had not argued with them even once thus far. “W-Well, what about… the bugs?”

“The bugs?” They repeated at the same time.

“Yes. I don’t like eating bugs.”

“You don’t?” Tillos asked, surprised.

“You don’t like them?” Sollit tilted his head.

“No, I do. I mean, I didn't, I do now. I just… I really didn't say anything?”

“You seemed hesitant,” Sollit frowned.

“But you didn't protest,” Tillos finished. “Leah, if you’re not enjoying what we’re giving you…”

“No, I am,” she assured them quickly. “I got used to them. There’s still, like, this hesitance when I first eat them, but that’s, just, like instinctive. People don’t really eat bugs where I’m from. I mean, some people do, but not my people. Insects are considered unclean, so eating them is strange to me. Oh, but I know these ones are fine. Food grade breakfast buggies. Ew, I can’t believe I just said that…”

Neither of them appeared mollified by her reassurance.

“Guys, I’m fine .”

“You cannot fool us,” Tillos said, leveling a finger at her. “That was in the human data packet.”

“Huh?”

Sollit was nodding along. “If your human females insists that she is fine, she is not fine, and further inquiries should be made before problems arise.”

“Did you just quote it at me like a Shakespearean monologue?” She snickered. “Really, I’m okay. I promise.”

“That just sounds like fine with more syllables,” Tillos frowned.

“But I am,” she promised, reaching out to take Tillos’ hand too, so she was holding onto both of them, happy to be between them again. “Really. Now, what was this about a bonding ceremony?”

Tillos and Sollit both gave her long, searching looks before giving up.

“Very well,” Tillos said. “But you will tell us the very instant you become irritated with us. No matter the reason.”

“I can’t imagine I ever would,” she laughed. “You two are so kind and take such good care of me. Even if you did do something that might make me mad, I can’t imagine I actually would be. I would have to be completely irrational to actually express that.”

“That’s fine,” Sollit smiled. “The next time you’re mad, no matter how frivolous or inconsequential, be sure to let us know immediately.”

She snickered. “You two are silly.”

“As for the confusion over your faith,” Tillos smiled. “How about you let us teach you about the gods and goddess?”

“I thought you said no one believed in them anymore?”

“I said they don’t have many active worshippers,” Tillos pressed the button, sliding open their door, so he could lead her inside, Sollit right behind her. “Our deities are not ones that demand total devotion or supplication.”

“Why would they?” Sollit laughed. “They get that from each other.”

“Precisely.” Tillos brought her around to one of their couches and sat her down in the middle so he and Sollit could take seats to either side of her. Sollit put his hand on her thigh, Tillos put his arm around her shoulders. They both held onto her as she sighed, sinking into their warmth and the softness of the couch.

“Our planet has two moons,” Sollit started, stroking her thigh. “They are twins in size and appearance, and they rotate around our planet on opposite sides, never touching each other.”

“It is said that the moons are the remains of the wombs that birthed the goddess and the gods,” Tillos took over. “The three of them were birthed onto a desolate, empty world. Seeing such a thing, the goddess made herself sick, working too hard to try to cultivate life and beauty there.”

“The gods were born onto the other side of the planet,” Sollit said. “So, they didn't know she was there initially. Not until said life began to spread. The two of them had never been bothered by what wasn’t there in the world, and so they focused on combat and training – learning to fight from each other, mostly for fun. But when they saw the new life blooming, they followed it.”

“And at the center, they found the goddess,” Tillos said. “She was tired and worn down. Creating so much life had made her frail and unsteady. Seeing her like that, the two knew that she would not be a good opponent to fight. Instead, they decided, they would help her.”

“They tended to her over many days,” Sollit said, capturing her hand and bringing it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles reverently. “Through the days, they grew closer together. Until the gods felt love beginning to bloom in their hearts, given life as surely as the goddess had granted it to all other things.”

“‘Let us love you,’ they said to her one day,” Tillos whispered in her ear. “‘You are so incomparably precious to us. Let us prove it. Let us feed you on our love.’”

“‘Let us adore you,’ they said,” Sollit whispered in her other ear, making her shiver as Tillos gently ran his tongue along the first lobe. “‘Nothing would give us more joy than to give back to you this feeling you have given to us’.”

Tillos pulled on her leg, opening them. Sollit did the same. Parting her thighs. Giving them both access to reach for her and pull the hem of her leggings down, over her butt, to her knees.

“There you go,” Tillos praised, stroking her outer lips. “Let us love you, aevea .”

“Let us adore you,” Sollit agreed, running his finger along her slit.

Their combined hand movements made her writhe as she bit her knuckle, struggling to keep her noises contained. It still seemed wrong to be loud in her pleasure, but it also felt so good that she couldn’t stop the moans and whimpers completely.

Tillos played with her clit. Sollit thrust his fingers inside. Both of them kissed and nipped at her ears between whispering alternatively salacious and loving things. She grabbed onto both of their arms, allowing them to build her orgasm to a soft, long peak that they prolonged by continuing to gently guide her down.

“This… This bonding ceremony thing isn’t just about me, right?” She asked, looking between them.

“Of course, not,” Tillos purred, licking his fingers clean. “We get just as much satisfaction from this as you do.”

“If not a little more,” Sollit agreed, staring hungrily at her pussy.

But no, that wasn’t fair at all.

Before they could get their hands on her again – and she lost the ability to tell them no at all – she got up and turned. They looked surprised but not unwilling to go along as she forced down the twisting nerves burning up in her belly.

Despite that, however, it was surprisingly easy to lower herself to her knees before them, between their legs. One hand on each of their thighs. Maybe it was easier because this wasn’t about her, and servicing her husband was something she’d always been told was right and natural, but she was eager as she reached first for the hem on Tillos’ pants, then Sollit’s.

They gave her such sweet, indulgent smiles, it warmed her from the inside as they worked their pants off. When they sat back again, they were closer together, making it easier for her to grab both their cocks, stroking them slowly. Her mouth already watered as she looked between them, trying to decide who to taste.

A bead of precum appeared at the head of Tillos’ first, so that’s what she went for. Eagerly closing her mouth around the pointed head. It wasn’t rounded like she would expect, but almost more teardrop shaped.

The familiar taste made her hum in delight as she suckled him eagerly, head bobbing gently up and down, encouraged by his long groan.

But then she felt the warmth of Sollit’s precum dripping down her fingers, and she had to switch, eagerly licking up the trail before taking his head and sucking. Her tongue played at the hole, making Sollit hiss, his body tensing.

She paused then, looking up at him. Concerned. But his expression was heated, full of approval, and when she tentatively did it again, his eyes rolled back, and he groaned as well.

She sucked him clean before switching back to Tillos, cleaning his precum before it could drip down, not wanting to waste even a single drop.

When she came back to Sollit again, an adventurous, determined streak, completely unfamiliar to her, made her come up higher on the couch. Bracing against their thighs. She took a deep breath, then shoved her head down.

The ridges around his cock that felt so good inside her pussy were rough on her throat. Her eyes watered as pain flared. She choked, unable to stop herself from yanking herself back. Coughing, saliva stringing between her lips and his head, gasping like she’d run too fast, she sputtered and her eyes watered.

“Leah?” Tillos said gently, touching her head. “Are you-”

Before he could finish the sentence, still determined despite how badly that had gone, she turned, shoving Tillos’ cock into her mouth, pushing past the ring of her throat. It was no less shocking to her system the second time, but she was more ready for it.

Tillos groaned, fingers tensing in her scalp as she rapidly stroked Sollit. It was easier to resist immediately jerking back this time, but she could only stay down a couple seconds before she had to rip herself free, gasping like she’d just broke through the surface of the water. Tears were trickling down her cheeks. Her throat already ached, but she wanted to try again.

“Easy, aevea ,” Sollit purred, taking her by the chin, stopping her when she nearly impaled herself on his cock again. She was afraid he was about to stop her, and she wanted to do this. But before she could insist, he began purring.

The soft, rumbling sound immediately calmed her and the pain in her throat. Even if she wanted to be frustrated by her inability to do this, she couldn’t be.

Leah fully expected them to stop her. To declare that she wasn’t ready for this, but, to her delight, that’s not what happened.

Still purring, keeping her relaxed, Sollit directed her head over his cock. Her mouth was still hanging open, drool trickling down. It hit his already shiny, sloppy head and trailed down as he lowered her mouth over him. He groaned as he entered her mouth, pushing deeper. To the back of her mouth, then past it, into her throat.

There was a hint of a desire to pull back, a reflex that still remained despite his purr, but it was easy to ignore. Especially feeling the rumble in his chest transmitted directly up through his cock, into her mouth.

But it was easier to ignore now. To let herself relax as Sollit bobbed her head up and down and she closed her mouth around the ridges. They kept popping in and out, keeping her from sucking, but Sollit didn’t appear to mind as he groaned, moving her head up and down, getting just a bit deeper each time.

Until he popped her off his cock entirely, passing her head to Tillos, who took hold of her, both hands on the sides of her head. She barely had a chance to miss Sollit’s cock before Tillos was there, fucking right into her mouth, down, down…

Her throat was so full. So stuffed. Tillos was purring now too, so she didn’t lose that marvelous relaxation as he fucked her face.

Her pussy clenched, empty and yearning in contrast. When she came up again, Tillos letting her have a breath, her hips wiggled. Searching for relief.

Tillos chuckled as he passed her head off to Sollit. He stood, helping to move her only onto Sollit’s lap as he began bobbing her head up and down on his shaft.

Leah couldn’t see him, but she was hyperaware of him as he moved around, grabbing her hips, and lifting her up. Getting her into the position he needed to line his cock up with her entrance. He rubbed the head against the outside, spreading her slick as Sollit slowly fucked her mouth, groaning as he slid down some, making it easier for her to stay on him as Tillos held her up, her knees in the air but her feet trailing on the ground.

She was completely at their mercy, totally limp between them, as they moved her as they desired. She had started this, trying to pleasure them, but she couldn’t do anything about the change. Nor did she really want to.

No thoughts. No shame. No fear. She somehow felt accomplished with each deep thrust of Sollit into her throat. She never wanted this to end.

Sollit pulled her up off his cock, and that wasn’t really what she wanted, but she couldn’t resist as he smiled at her.

“This is our chance to bond,” Sollit intoned softly.

“As the twin gods bonded to the goddess,” Tillos continued, notching his head at her entrance, “we bond you to us.”

“We adore you,” Sollit smiled, wiping away her tears so sweetly.

“We love you,” Tillos stroked her hips.

“We claim you.” Sollit lowered her back to his cock.

“We breed you,” Tillos pierced her, thrusting deep immediately, his pelvis smacking against her ass, filling her from both ends.

They began moving together, alternating who was filling her. Bouncing her back and forth between them, making her legs and arms shake. They were both purring, taking away any pain that might have come from how deep in her throat Sollit was reaching, her nose brushing against the scales of his abdomen each time he plunged deep.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her first orgasm broke over her. Rushing through her body, stealing any ability that she might still have to think. She shook, both of them groaning as her pussy and throat rippled around their cocks – from her orgasm and moans respectively.

But they didn’t come with her. They didn’t stop. They got faster, their grunts and groans turning harsh and desperate as their movements became frantic – yet, somehow, not uncoordinated. They were still perfectly in time as they fucked her between them.

“One more,” Tillos demanded, leaning over. Sliding a hand around, between her legs. Rubbing against her clit, sending sparks spiking through her body. “Give us one more.”

She was helpless but to obey. Her body coiled up, tightening, the tension twisting up in her belly as she desperately chased her release. When it finally hit her, she cried out, the sound muffled from Sollit’s cock, shoved so deep her nose was crushed against his groin. Her thighs tightened, clenching around Tillos’ hand, as her pussy strangled his cock while he was shoved balls deep, his other hand clenching into the meat of her ass.

They filled her from both ends. Sollit so far down her throat, she didn’t even taste his cum as it pumped directly into her belly, while the warmth of Tillos’ spend spread down below.

Their bodies shook. The force of their orgasm sparking through them as they rode the high. Leah was limp and shaking. Her own ecstasy made her dizzy and lightheaded.

Oh, wait, no, that was lack of air to her brain. She couldn’t breathe, but she was drunk on her own pleasure combined with the force of their purrs, and she couldn’t bring herself to be concerned about that or even fight against Sollit.

It wasn’t so bad, really…

Just sitting there, being filled, being claimed, vision going gray, heart pounding desperately-

Tillos grabbed her by the shoulders and jerked her up, freeing her from Sollit’s cock. She gasped, desperately sucking down air. They had both stopped purring, but she still wasn’t afraid. Even though she could now feel her chest burning in its desperation for air, she smiled weakly at Sollit as he gently cupped her face in his hands, giving her a concerned look.

“Are you alright, aevea ?”

She hummed, tired but pleased.

Tillos chuckled, pulling her up the rest of the way, sitting back on his knees, with her on his lap, embracing her, keeping his cock inside her.

“Sweet little female,” he praised, stroking her lower belly.

“Let me get something to clean you up,” Sollit smiled, stroking her chin before standing. He grunted, nearly falling and catching himself on the sofa. Tillos stilled as well. Both of them giving him a concerned look as he blinked, looking down at his own legs as though confused himself.

He broke into laughter, giving her a look. “Sucked me weak, aevea .”

She giggled, the sound breathy and soft, as she leaned back into Tillos. He had one of her tits in hand and was massaging it almost thoughtlessly, more focused on kissing her neck.

“My sweet mate,” he purred softly.

“This was a great bonding ceremony,” she smiled.

“Oh, you think we’re done?” He chuckled. “You’ve just shown how much you adore us. We need to do the same for you in turn. I think you need a full body massage. Does that sound nice?”

It did, but…

“Don’t you two ever get tired of catering to me like this?” She asked, blinking as Sollit stepped back into view, wet rag in hand.

“Psht!” He scoffed, wiping off her face gently. “Get tired of what we love most in this world? Is that even possible?”

Love…

Oh…

Was that what this strange new emotion was?

She closed her eyes, relaxing into their hold. Now contending with this new realization about her own emotions.

***

They spent two days in absolute bliss. Taking turns loving and appreciating each other. Leah did feel it was very heavily one sided, but that might be because when it was her turn to have all the attention, both of them focused on her. And then, when she did try to focus on them, it somehow kept turning around to be focused on her anyway.

She tried to massage them the way they did her, but it was difficult. Though their scales were small and supple, they were pretty tough, and actually applying enough force to them to give an effective massage was hard. So, she just ended up kind of rubbing all over them, which got them excited, which ended with them fucking her again – although, at least, it was one-on-one whenever that happened, the other twin watching from the side of the bed with hungry eyes. She could only massage one of them at a time, and even when it turned sexy, the other didn’t want to interfere in his brother’s turn to receive her undivided attention.

Though, that didn't mean he didn't stroke himself to completion. And it certainly didn't mean he missed the chance to feed her his seed.

Whenever they came, one way or another, it was going inside her. And it did seem that Tillos did it the most in her womanhood, while Sollit was more interested in her mouth. She thought maybe it was a personal preference, until she caught Tillos kissing her lower belly, a hopeful gleam in his eye, and she remembered that they had planned for Tillos to breed her first. Because they wanted a girl.

It was about that time that she realized just how calculated these two were.

It was easy to miss when she was floating in a sea of pleasure, but they were planning out everything they did to her. And, it seemed, they had been for a while.

They spent some time during their bonding ceremony stretching her ass. By the end of the second day, it was no longer shocking when one of them pressed a finger up there, and the burning only happened by the addition of a third finger. They kept her fed and hydrated, even when she would have forgotten to do so herself. Similarly, they made sure to bring her to their privy to clean her up and let her relieve herself periodically. Everything was perfectly scheduled and timed so that she didn’t even start to neglect one of her bodily needs.

It was during one of these moments when she was by herself – because she was not going to poop in front of them, she didn't care about their arguments about it being natural and them being unconcerned about it – as she was washing her hands, that she caught sight of herself in the mirror.

And maybe it was because she was naked, and she wasn’t really used to looking at herself nude. Or maybe it was because she already expected to see something different because surely a woman couldn’t spend two days in absolute bliss without it showing on her face. Or maybe she had never really looked at herself since coming here.

But she wasn’t wearing makeup, she wasn’t dressed up, she wasn’t primped and polished. She was naked, hair down, as natural as she could get-

-and she was glowing.

Blinking, Leah walked closer to the standing mirror, looking at herself again. Seeing herself properly for probably the first time since she left home.

She was different.

Her hair had grown longer, brushing well past her shoulders now. Which seemed impossible. Surely, she hadn’t been here that long. But it had definitely grown out, and it was shinier, the blonde waves fuller, softer. Her skin was clear, her pores practically invisible. She couldn’t find a single mark or discoloration on her body – only the few freckles she already had, and she could swear they were brighter too. Her skin was positively luminous, even the few scars she had were fading like they had never been there in the first place. Her eyes seemed brighter as well, the formerly plain brown more honey gold now. They were slightly glassy, still foggy from the pleasure that continued to linger in her bones from these past few days, but they were still somehow clearer than she’d ever seen them.

But those were just the subtle changes. There were more obvious ones.

Her breasts had always sagged. Since she was young, she had seemed to just balloon up overnight, going from flat to back problems in what seemed like a snap. But they weren’t sagging now. They looked like they had been rejuvenated, dare she even say perky? Could breasts her size be perky?

She was still round and soft all over, but her body was glowing. She didn't look frumpy and fat, she looked cute and chubby. Even to her own eyes. It was like all the parts of her she didn't like were suddenly cute. Not changed, just… acceptable. And while she’d like to say it was because she had randomly and without any self-reflection suddenly developed body positivity, she couldn’t actually believe that to be true.

There was something different…

Turning, she walked quickly to the door. As it slid open, she stepped out, looking between her guys.

Sollit was sniffing at some body oils that, she didn't doubt, he planned to massage into her skin. Across the room, Tillos was laying out food, muttering softly to himself, looking like he was counting something in his head as he set out the offerings. Sollit touched the oil, rubbing it thoughtfully between his fingers, a concentrated look on his face.

“Is it the food and massages, or is it your cum?” She asked quickly, catching their attention.

They turned, looking at her. They didn't even seem confused. Just appreciative as their eyes moved up and down her body. Admiring her form. Checking their work?

“It’s both,” Tillos said, smiling with approval. “Your diet is important for maintaining your health inside and out.”

“The massages improve blood flow,” Sollit smiled, setting the oil beside the bedside table. “Great for skin and muscle health.”

“And your… stuff?” She asked, face burning with a blush. She couldn’t even believe she’d said the word the first time. It must have been shock that pulled it from her.

“Ah, that’s the best thing for your health,” Sollit smirked. “Massaging it into your skin is even better than the oil and massages combined.”

“And eating it?” Tillos eyes darkened with appreciation. “That will do wonders for your health and wellness. Keep you nice and plump for us. Good for carrying younglings.”

She shifted her weight, a bit self-conscious for the first time since they undressed her. “I saw that other avanava girl. Biella, right? She was slim and beautiful.”

“Of course she was slim,” Sollit grinned. “She doesn’t have mates to keep her soft and round.”

“But you saw our mother, didn't you?” Tillos put away the extra food so he could approach her, a smug swagger in his step. “I guess it might have been hard to tell under that robe she was wearing, but our mother is soft like you. Mm, maybe not exactly like you. You’re even softer and sweeter. But that’s one of the marks of a mated female. She stops being slender. She gets all soft and tender. Her body becomes a painting upon which her mates’ care is displayed for all to see.”

Leah didn't resist as Tillos picked her up, sweeping her into his arms so he could bear her to the bed where Sollit was waiting, grinning at her victoriously.

Because they had been working together to make these changes the entire time. The moment she’d put herself into their hands, they’d been working together to surround and fill her with so much love and attention, it transformed her physically.

“Your mother…” She started slowly.

“Must you bring up our mother at a time like this?” Sollit asked, snickering.

“She’s different,” she continued, finally confronting a worry of hers that she’d been repressing. Because now it seemed to be affecting her, and it really wasn’t that bad. “Why is she… like that?”

“Like that?” Tillos asked, stroking her belly so gently as he moved around her.

“You know what I mean,” she frowned. “She looks like she’s drugged. Is she… She’s okay, right?”

Sollit laughed. “Of course, she’s okay. Our fathers take care of her. The same way we take care of you. They make sure she eats right. They give her massages.”

“They love her deeply. Thoroughly.” Tillos ran his fingers along her chin. “Ever since they retired, she’s allowed them to adore her so completely, she can forget the world. If she looks drugged, if she seems out of it, that just means they’re doing their job well.”

“She chose that,” she said softly, understanding dawning. Their mother wasn’t in danger. The exact opposite, in fact. She was so safe, so well loved, that she could forget everything. Let go of all of her worries. She was experiencing something that Leah, her mother, none of the ladies back in the shelter, had ever been privileged enough to appreciate.

They were using everything in their power to make her safe and happy. And that included their cum, their saliva, their feeding, their massages – everything.

And that same sense of peace and tranquility was Tillos and Sollit’s goal for her too, she realized as they laid her between them.

“I don’t know if I’m ready to be like her,” Leah whispered.

“That’s okay,” Sollit promised, coming up onto his knees over her. “When you’re ready, we’ll be happy to bring you to that same level of bliss.”

“It will take time to get you there anyway. Years upon years of our care,” Tillos stroked his hand over her head, into her hair. “It can’t happen without your permission. It won’t happen until you’re ready. And until you are…”

Tillos pressed the head of his cock against her mouth, feeding her, while Sollit began to jerk himself onto her, spreading the precum that dripped onto her skin like it was a special skin cream.

And it was. They were feeding her, tending to her, transforming her body through the sheer power of devotion into something that wasn’t drastically different, but was noticeably changed. A body that was beautiful and glowing and healthy as much as it was soft and squishy.

Not that she’d ever really been slender, but that was very clearly no longer an option for her. She imagined if she lost weight, her mates would lose their minds, thinking they’d done something wrong, and immediately up her calorie intake.

Or something similar, she thought sucking eagerly on Tillos as he kept her movements shallow, focused on his head, so she was sure to taste every drop.

They were supposed to come out today, but that clearly wasn’t happening.

Because her mates weren’t done loving her.

And that thought was incredible. But not so much as the accompanying one. Which was-

That she was okay with that, because she finally knew that she loved them in return.