Chapter 289: Good Behavior Gets Rewarded*

Capitalizing on their intense glaring contest, Ren easily and swiftly slipped right out of their hold. They stopped glaring at each other and instantly looked down at her.

Ren didn’t say a word. She reached for the top of her emerald silk dress and deliberately, slowly slipped it completely off her shoulders. The soft fabric pooled silently at her feet, leaving her gloriously naked.

Both of their gazes immediately, hungrily swept over her bare body.

But the second the magical dress was off, Ren felt the brutal chill of the swamp bite into her skin. The damp, freezing air sank straight through to her bones. A shudder ripped through her small frame, and goosebumps instantly lined her skin. The drastic drop in temperature caused her nipples to pebble and harden painfully into tight, sensitive peaks.

Despite the freezing cold, Ren did not cover herself. She felt a bit self-conscious with both of her handsome husbands staring at her bare flesh with such dark, ravenous hunger, but she stubbornly stood her ground.

When Ren finally spoke, actual frost plumed from her lips in the freezing air.

“I won’t mate with either of you,” Ren stated, her voice trembling and her teeth chattering from the cold, “unless you stop fighting.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned around and scurried over to Syris’s massive stone bed. A small sigh of relief left her lips the second her bare skin met the heavy, insulating warmth of the thick beast furs. She crawled onto the edge of the bed and patted the empty space right beside her.

“Stop fighting, both of you,” she commanded softly, “and lay with me.”

Altair and Syris finally dragged their heated gazes away from her naked body to look at each other.

Syris’s amethyst eyes narrowed into slits. “He is not allowed in my bed,” the Snake King hissed.

Altair kept a perfectly calm, blank expression on his handsome face. He effortlessly tore the tunic right off his body. The thick fabric ripped loudly down the center, completely ruined.

’Noooo!!’ Ren cried internally, her hands flying to her cheeks. ’Why did he have to tear it?!’

Altair tossed the shredded fabric to the cold stone floor, completely naked once more. He looked the furious Snake King dead in the eye and responded, “Oh?”

The blatant challenge in his tone was crystal clear.

Ren scrambled right back up from the warm bed.

This was absolutely not working!

She rushed right back over and wedged herself directly between them again, her entire body trembling violently from the freezing air. Standing this close, she could feel the radiant heat pouring off Altair’s body like a living furnace. She desperately wanted to just lean back and melt into his heat, but she stopped herself.

“Do you two just want to mate with each other instead?!” Ren asked angrily, throwing her hands up in utter exasperation. She crossed her arms over her bare breasts to preserve body heat. “You are completely ignoring me! Maybe I should just leave you two to yourselves!”

With a frustrated huff, Ren spun around and began marching away toward the door.

“What nonsense are you saying?!” Syris demanded, immediately reaching out and grabbing her wrist, forcefully pulling her back.

Altair didn’t say a word. He took Ren’s other trembling hand and gently ran her icy palm along his cheek.

“Cold,” Altair muttered, his silver eyes softening.

Ren let out a shaky breath, slowly withdrawing her hands from their holds. Instead of pulling away, she stepped closer, placing one hand flat against Altair’s chest, and her other hand against Syris’s chest.

She looked up at them through her lashes. Beneath her palms, she could distinctly feel both of their hearts racing against their ribs. Were they actually… nervous? Or were they just excited?

The thought sent a burst of confidence straight to Ren’s brain.

Her hands began to trail slowly down their perfectly sculpted abs.

Both beastmen sucked in a sharp breath. Their breath hitched in unison as her soft fingers ghosted over their V-lines.

“Could you…” Ren whispered in a small, incredibly breathy voice, completely dropping her anger, “…warm me up together?”

Ren reached down and wrapped her right hand firmly around Altair’s rock-hard cock. Simultaneously, she wrapped her left hand around the thickest of Syris’s two throbbing hemipenes.

A deep groan left both men at the exact same time, the sounds high-pitched, desperate, and incredibly needy in the quiet nest.

Slowly, Ren began to pump her hands up and down their rigid lengths. She squeezed her bare thighs tightly together, a slick wetness flooding her aching core. Her cheeks were flushed a brilliant, feverish red as she looked up at their lust-drunk faces.

Then, Ren abruptly stopped moving her hands.

Both beastmen whimpered, their eyes snapping open to look down at her in frustrated agony.

“Do you promise to behave?” Ren asked strictly, her grip tightening a bit around their sensitive shafts.

They frantically nodded their heads like obedient, desperate puppies, incredibly eager to have her hands moving again.

Ren smiled, a lustful smirk curving her lips.

“Good behavior gets rewarded,” Ren purred softly.

Keeping her firm grip on their cocks, Ren slowly, gracefully dropped to her knees on the freezing obsidian floor. The blistering heat of her own arousal, combined with the furnace-like heat radiating from Altair’s body, was finally starting to make her feel warmer, though the stone against her knees was still biting cold.

She resumed her slow jerking motion.

In her right hand, Altair’s cock was scorching hot, thick, and throbbing, his velvet head already weeping beads of slick pre-cum. In her left hand, Syris’s exotic, ribbed hemipenis was naturally cool to the touch, but she could feel the flesh rapidly warming and expanding under the friction of her tight hold.

But as she knelt there, pumping them both, Ren’s eyes drifted directly to Syris’s groin.

His second penis was just hanging there, completely untouched and weeping drops of pre-cum.

Ren licked her dry lips. She leaned forward, her red hair cascading over her bare shoulders, and dragged her hot, wet tongue slowly right up the entire length of Syris’s second, ignored cock.

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