CHAPTER 162

"Shit, sorry," he said, then shivered. His magic was starting to do its thing and was manifesting all along his body. However, instead of crawling along his skin, it floated upward between them, turning into motes of light.

Kisa sat up straight, her claws leaving red lines down his chest. He raised his hands up her hips and cupped her supple breasts, his fingers squeezing them through a thin layer of fur. She growled at him, then groaned, her vaginal walls squeezing his dick.

The motes of light were spiraling now, and spreading outward. It was a slow dance, as if a swarm of fireflies circled them. He sat up a bit and noticed that the scratches on his chest were already starting to fade. Kisa was growling again, and he used one of his hands to tease her clit. She reacted immediately, and the lights danced about even faster now.

Tink gasped, and Mike turned his head to see that the mote field had expanded to the edges of the yurt, and she was now caught in it. The lights, when they struck her, became sparks that danced down her green skin and disappeared beneath the yellow fabric of her dress.

"Husband," she gasped, then touched herself, her fingers exploring her tight snatch.

Kisa didn't seem to notice, her eyes now closed as she swirled her hips about. She was humming a melody while she fucked him, now sitting up on her knees to keep from sinking down too far on him. Tink was crawling across the floor on all fours, and when she made it to him, she held her skirt in place and promptly sat on his face.

His cock jerked, and he heard Kisa gasp, but all he could see now was Tink's thighs and stomach. He wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold her in place and buried his tongue deep inside her tight snatch, seeking out the double clitoris hidden within. He was just able to reach one of them with his tongue, and she let out a growl of her own.

A dark pair of hands grabbed Tink by the hips, and then slid up her torso to squeeze her breasts. Kisa's movements were becoming more frantic, and his magic was concentrating around his crotch. Tink twisted around on his face so that she faced Kisa, and he could hear them kissing. From where he was, he couldn't tell if the two of them were making out or fighting, and Tink's tail was now whipping around over him. The two of them growled at each other, but neither of them dismounted.

"Fucking horny kitty," Tink muttered, then she leaned forward, causing Kisa to sink down hard onto him. "Try to make husband fit, feel much better."

"Fuck you, goblin girl," Kisa replied, and their weight shifted again.

Tink's pussy was pushed so hard against his face that he was now being smothered by her ass cheeks. Mike pushed against her with his hands, trying to lift her just a little, but she had clamped onto his head with her thighs.

"Tink help, move hips like this." She was now shifting on Mike's face, which allowed him to catch his breath. "Move forward, push against husband."

Kisa's weight shifted, and she was now more horizontal. Tink's fingers were now between him and Kisa, and he could feel the goblin toying with the cat. The cat girl's cries were becoming louder, and the mote field was starting to shower the room with sparks.

His own orgasm was approaching, and he fought hard to hold it back. As far as he could tell, Kisa was nowhere near her own, but the velvety soft folds of her vagina were accentuated by the warm fur of her body pressed so tightly against him. Now that she wasn't digging her claws into him, it was easy to get lost in the heat of her body.

Tink wasn't helping either. Between eating her out and knowing that the goblin was working hard to get Kisa off, he simply couldn't concentrate on anything else other than the sensations moving through his hips. His orgasm was approaching, and he felt guilty as the pressure overwhelmed him.

After all, Kisa was the one in heat.

His balls retracted into his body and he felt every muscle in his pelvis tighten up. He groaned, and the floating motes of light held perfectly still for just a moment before rocketing in and vanishing like snowflakes against his skin.

When he erupted, Tink let out a cry and fell off of his face, revealing that Kisa was now sitting upright, her hands planted on his hips. As the magic left his body and flowed into her, light streamed out of her eyes and mouth as she spasmed on top of him. The contractions of her pussy sucked him in deep, and she let out a howl that raised the hairs on his body.

Her claws dug into him some more, and then she collapsed on top of him.

"Kisa? Kisa!" He lifted her up to see if she was okay, causing her to pop off of his cock. Semen spilled out of her in copious amounts, soaking his crotch, and he rolled her onto her back.

She was breathing, and her eyelids fluttered open. Her green eyes were now flecked with sparkling lights inside, and she looked at him in surprise.

Before anything could be said, the flap of the yurt opened and Lily burst in, her eyes flickering yellow and red. She stood over Mike and sniffed the air, then looked down at him.

"What the fuck was that?" she demanded, then backed away from him. "I could feel it all the way on the other side of the camp and came running over."

"You felt that?" He scooted out from under Kisa, then looked at Tink. "You okay over there?"

"Big light make Tink horny," she grumbled. "Husband fix Tink later."

"Er... yeah." He looked back at Kisa. She was regarding him with fascination, and he saw little sparks move across her pupils. "And you? Are you okay?"

"I...uh...yeah." She covered herself with her hands, then turned around to grab her dress off the ground. When she stood up, semen dripped out of her and onto the ground. It shimmered as if infused with glitter.

"Wait a second." Lily moved forward and grabbed Kisa by the jaw and twisted her face from side to side. Kisa tried to push herself free, but Lily was able to easily overpower her. "Oh. Oh, this is too fucking rich! Welcome to the Radley house, kitty cat."