Naga's hands were gentler but no less possessive. He cupped Alex's face, thumbs brushing the tear tracks on his cheeks before sliding down to pinch both nipples at once—hard enough to sting, soft enough to make Alex sob into his mouth when they kissed.
Naga's forked tongue plunged deep, mimicking exactly what he planned to do lower, while one coil slithered between Alex's shoulder blades, lifting his chest, arching him into a perfect, trembling display.
He withdrew his fangs, lapping at the shallow marks as Leo rose up, eyes glistening. The lion's arousal was evident—thick, ridged, and dripping—pressing insistently against Alex's thigh.
They didn't give him time to calm down.
Naga lifted him effortlessly, repositioning him so he straddled one thick coil while facing Leo. The cool scales pressed right against his oversensitive entrance—perfect pressure without penetration—and Alex ground down instinctively, chasing friction.
"Look at me," Naga murmured, fingers threading through Alex's curls to tilt his head back. "Watch while the lion fucks you open for both of us."
Leo rose onto his knees, massive cock already flushed dark and dripping. The ridges along the length glistened with precome; the flared barbs at the base flexed as if impatient. He notched himself at Alex's entrance, teasing the head through drenched folds.
"Breathe," Leo rumbled.
Alex barely had time to inhale before Leo thrust.
One long, relentless slide—every ridge catching, dragging, stretching him impossibly wide. Alex's mouth fell open on a silent scream; Naga caught the sound with another deep kiss, swallowing every whimper while Leo bottomed out with a wet slap of skin against skin. Alex's arms buckled, but Naga was there, sliding beneath him so Alex's chest pressed against his scaled torso.
Naga's own arousal—twin hemipenes, slick and ready—emerged from his slit, one nudging Alex's lips.
"Open for me," Naga commanded softly, cupping Alex's jaw.
Alex obeyed, mouth watering as he took one thick length inside, sucking greedily while Leo began to move—deep, punishing thrusts that rocked him forward onto Naga.
"By the first beasts, you're tight," Leo snarled, hips already rolling in short, brutal grinds. "Clenching like you want to keep me forever."
Naga's second hemipenis—still hard and weeping—nudged insistently at Alex's cheek. Alex used his hand for the second one, tongue swirling around on the first one and his hand going up and down for the other.
The taste in his mouth felt like salt and cool earth. Naga groaned, hips rocking in shallow thrusts that matched Leo's rhythm, fucking Alex's mouth while Leo fucked his cunt.
"Listen to yourself," Naga hissed against swollen lips. "Every little sound you make is louder than the waterfall. You're begging for more without words."
The dual penetration was overwhelming.
Leo's ridges dragged mercilessly against Alex's front wall with every thrust; Naga's length pulsed on his tongue, leaking steadily. Alex could feel himself dripping around Leo's cock, slick running down his thighs, pooling on the moss beneath them. The wet slap of flesh, the creak of Naga's scales, Leo's rumbling growls, Naga's hissed praises, Alex's own muffled sobs—it all blended into a symphony of raw need.
Leo's pace only grew savage.
The rhythm built quicker and harder: Leo's hips snapping with animalistic force, barbs flaring as if he didn't want to leave Alex's tight walls. He hooked Alex's knees over his elbows, folding him nearly in half, driving so deep Alex swore he could feel him in his stomach. The barbs began to swell, catching on every outstroke, locking them tighter with each thrust.
Naga's coils holding him steady as he fucked Alex's mouth in shallow, controlled pushes. Leo's paws gripped Alex's hips, claws pricking skin; Naga's hands tangled in his curls, guiding him deeper.
Alex was lost—filled from both ends, senses overloaded with the taste of Naga's scent, the stretch of Leo's ridges, the slap of skin and scales. Heat haze consumed him, every nerve alight.
"Coming," Leo panted. "Gonna fill you till it leaks out around me."
"Do it," Naga hissed, voice frayed. "Mark him inside while I paint his throat."
Leo slammed home one final time.
The barbs flared fully, locking them together as he came with a roar that shook water from the cave ceiling. Hot pulses flooded Alex—thick, endless, overflowing—until he could feel it dripping out from the edges of the seal of Leo's length. The sensation triggered Alex's another orgasm; he convulsed around the knot, milking every drop while tears streamed down his face.
Naga followed seconds later.
He pulled free of Alex's mouth at the last moment, fisting himself twice before spilling across Alex's lips, chin, and chest in thick, pearlescent ropes. The scent of it—cool, earthy, possessive—mixed with Leo's warmer cinnamon and Alex's own sweet slick until the grotto smelled like pure, unfiltered sensation.
They collapsed in a sweaty, trembling heap.
Leo stayed locked inside, shallow little rocks of his hips to keep Alex full. Naga's coils wrapped around them both, cradling, while his hands stroked through Alex's hair, down his back, soothing the aftershocks.
Alex, utterly spent, managed a shaky, bliss-drunk smile.
"Better?" Naga murmured, tongue flicking gently at the corner of Alex's mouth, cleaning his own release from swollen lips.
"Mmhm," Alex sighed, already slipping toward sleep. "Much… better…"
Leo nuzzled the mating mark on Alex's shoulder—the lion's crowned head beside the serpent's coils.
"Rest now," he rumbled. "We'll keep watch."
Naga pressed a kiss to Alex's temple. His coils wrapping around all three in a protective cocoon. Gentle hands and tongues cleaned him, soothed him, as the heat finally ebbed to a satisfied glow.
"Sleep now," Leo murmured, nuzzling Alex's neck.
"We'll guard you," Naga added, tongue flicking his ear.
Alex's last conscious thought—before exhaustion and satisfaction pulled him under—was that five more sacred stones suddenly didn't seem quite so impossible.