Ren braced herself. She gripped Kael's thighs, her knuckles white, waiting for the inevitable stretch of penetration from behind.
But it didn't come.
Instead, cool fingers gripped her butt cheeks, spreading them wide to expose her completely to the forest air.
"Hah..." Ren breathed out, confused.
Then, she felt it. Warm breath ghosted against her wet, swollen folds, followed immediately by the sensation of a nose nuzzling her sensitive pearl.
Ren's eyes widened so far they nearly touched her eyebrows.
'He isn't... he wouldn't...'
Syris' forked tongue—long, slender, and incredibly agile—flicked out and dove straight inside her wet opening.
"AHHH!"
Ren screamed. The sensation was electric, alien, and overwhelming.
She yanked her head back, popping off Kael's cock with a loud schlock sound as she arched her spine, her toes curling into the dirt.
"Syris!" Ren wailed, her voice cracking.
