Beastmen: She Tames the Land-Chapter 142: To each his own-Uri (M)

As soon as she steps into the house, she is swept off her feet. Her two men are waiting for her after not seeing her for two days. The smell of them makes her relax. Although she had not been doing much over the past few days, she still felt more comfortable with her mates.

"Is Lyra doing alright?" Xeno asked as he stroked Visha’s hair.

"She’s fine. And she’s apparently my sister," Visha said as she crossed her legs, which were on Uri’s lap.

A hush fell over the trio. "So, Uri was right?"

"Pretty much," she said, closing her eyes.

"Do you intend to let others know?" Uri asked, his hand pressing her thigh.

Visha moans as hemassages her thigh. "Absolutely not. We don’t even know what any of this means. If we are related, then why was I in another world while she was here? I don’t think I want to open something I’m not sure I can close if I want to."

They knew she did not want to talk about it. So they did not ask questions anymore.

Visha relaxed in their embrace, closing her eyes. She felt her body getting hot as they touched her. She felt herself being pulled out of Xeno’s embrace. She opened her eyes to find herself sitting on Uri’s lap, and his hard shaft was growing under her ass.

"I can smell Lyra and Cato on you. I do not like it." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"That can’t be helped," Visha murmured, resting in Uri’s arms. She knew he was dissatisfied.

His mouth brushed her temple, then her cheek. His finger ran circles on the small of her back. He buried his face in her neck. He rubbed his cheek against her skin. He pulled her closer.

Visha laughed quietly. "Don’t sulk."

"Not sulking," he replied, still rubbing his body against hers.

Placing his hand on her hip, he ground his cock against her ass, his hardening cock pressed against her ass.

"Mine," he murmured, his voice a low rumble.

He moved against her, nipping at her skin, leaving deliberate marks. Xeno watched, his eyes ablaze, but he did not interrupt. He knew this was Uri’s time with her. He would have his.

Uri held her body tight against him with one hand. He nuzzled her neck, claiming every inch of her that he could. His body slid against hers, creating friction as he dragged his erection along her thigh. His pre-cum left its traces there.

Visha shivered. Her body ignites from his touch. Her hands clung to his shoulders. She took a brief look at Xeno was was still watching. The blazing desire in his eyes made her press herself even more against Uri’s hardness.

She could feel Uri’s possessiveness in his touches. He wanted her to smell like him because she is his. The thought of him not wanting her to smell like anyone else ignited a fire. Her pussy was aching for him.

Uri pulled back, his eyes searching hers. A vulnerability she rarely saw stared back at her. "I have missed you," he grumbled. "Do not do that again."

"It was only two days," she muttered.

"Even one day is too much. Being away for pack business is different. You were so close, but we weren’t able to touch you. It is a kind of torture I never want to experience again," he whispered.

His voice softened. His forehead rested against hers.

She cupped his face, stroking his cheekbone. She pressed a kiss to his lips. Visha’s hands slid down his bare chest, nails scraping over his skin. Uri groaned, and for once, he didn’t seize control.

Instead, he lay on the bed, legs spread, watching her with hooded eyes. "Take what you want from me. Show me I’m yours."

Visha’s breath hitched. She stripped quickly, revealing her full breasts and her soft curves. She climbed up onto his lap, straddling him. She ground her wet pussy against his cock. He stayed still. No matter how his cock pulsed, he allowed her the time to do as she pleased.

She coated his cock with her juices. She looked down, watching it disappear between her folds. Uri’s hand gripped her thigh, but he didn’t move, allowing her to set the pace.

Low moans left his lips as she rocked against him. "That’s it," he breathed.

She leaned in, capturing his mouth. Her hands explored him. Her hands roamed over his chest, pinching his nipples. Then she moved down to touch his cock. Stroking him from base to tip, their juices mingled. She swiped her finger against the head of his cock, some of it leaking onto her finger.

She brought her finger to her lips, sucking it clean while holding his gaze. She watched his eyes darken.

Positioning herself, she hovered higher so her pussy was right over his cock. She sank, taking him in. Her walls stretched around his girth. Uri groaned, his hips twitching as he resisted the urge to thrust up.

Visha rode him steadily at first, hands braced on his shoulder. Her breasts bounced each time she fell onto his cock. Juices dripped down as she ground her clit against his pelvis. His hand finally moved to cup her ass.

A low rumble left his chest. He groaned as he squeezed her ass.

She quickened, slamming down on his cock. The slap of skin echoed in the room. Her pussy fluttered around him. His fingers dug into her ass, urging her on. "Don’t stop. I’ve needed this, needed you," he confessed. His voice broke as he said it.

He watched her ride him. He watched her slam herself down on his cock, chasing her high. He watched as she angled herself, the way her breath hitched when she found her spot.

She leaned in laying on his chest, still riding. He kept his hand on her ass, urging her. He pushed down with his hand on her ass. He could feel himself unraveling.

Before he could let go, he felt Visha spasm around him. She bit his shoulder. The pain led him to let go. Unable to stop himself, he thrust up and released in her pussy.

Uri wrapped his arm around her, rubbing his cheek against hers again.

"You’re mine," he whispered.

"Yours," she breathed, kissing his cheek.