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Patrick with their mouths, he wouldn't be able to not come like a freight train.
    Yeah, she could imagine coming that hard. Body jerking uncontrollably as frissons of pleasure coursed through her veins. From toe to tail to head, a person could happily die from that much pleasure.
    Patrick sped up his tempo and so did she. She couldn't come with the men in her or around her, but she sure as shit was going to come with them. When Daniel palmed his cock, her pussy clenched. She could do that for him. She could stroke one and suck another. She had very good coordination, donchaknow.
    "Yeah, stroke your cock, get it good and hard. Gonna come with me, yeah?"
    Daniel moaned in response, as if saying “Fuck, yeah."
    Patrick's movements became uneven, jerking. “Gonna come, gonna come down your throat.” He took a heaving breath and Gina increased her pace again. Her pussy clenched rhythmically. Again and again it sought something to fill it. So close to coming, as close as the men not feet from her. And then, Patrick spoke again, shattering her world into thousands of tiny pieces.
    "Yeah, suck it, Gina. Suck my cock and make me come. Fuck, yeah. S'good, Gina."
    Gina. Fuck me. He'd called her name and before she could think better of it or slam on her body's brakes, the building pleasure overtook her in a near blinding wave. The sudden tsunami of her climax rushed through her veins. Muscles spasmed, contracting and releasing in a rhythm only her body could control and not connected to her brain. Her voice, so quiet for so long, rose and rose in a keening cry. Her toes curled into the plush carpet beneath her feet and her hips jerked against her hand, hipbones colliding with the wall with each wave of sensation.
    The shudders slowly died down and she turned around, pressing her back against the wall. She slid down the sturdy surface until her ass collided with the carpeted floor and she let her head slump forward. Ho-ly shit. That was a world class orgasm; one for the record books, without a doubt. She slid her hand free of her boxers and just as she was about to wipe her fingers clean on her shirt, a large hand wrapped around her wrist.
    "Ah, ah, that's mine.” She followed the hand to the man's wrist and up and up and up, and met eyes with Daniel.
    "Hey, I get a taste, too.” Her attention shot to Patrick.
    It'd be good if the ground opened up and swallowed her whole right about now. But since it didn't, she figured she'd work with what Sekhmet gave her. Still a little unsure about what she'd witnessed and how they were going to react to… well, everything. She decided to play it cool. She swallowed past the lump in her throat. “Oh, hey guys, didn't, uh, hear you come in."
    Patrick lowered himself to a crouch next to her and smiled. “Uh, huh. That's because you were too busy coming. As were we.” Patrick extended his hand and she thought he was going to reach for hers, but instead, he dipped between her legs and brought up… her tail. “Gina, you got some ‘splainin to do."
     

Chapter Five
     
    "Leave it out."
    Three words and Gina's world turned on its axis. Sure, at home within the walls of Half-were House, she never once thought twice of letting her tail sway in the breeze; but here, in Patrick and Daniel's townhouse? Um, no. She eyed Daniel warily, her attention pinging between the two men. She'd quietly excuse herself to the restroom with the hope that distance would allow her to regain control over the kitty within. Then, Daniel's words froze her.
    "Um, excuse me?"
    "Leave. It. Out. I like it.” Daniel stepped closer. He snaked an arm around her and stroked the fur where her tail emerged from beneath the boxers. “It's so soft, silky. You seem to be more comfortable this way so,” he shrugged, “leave it out."
    Comfortable? Ha! She was anything but comfortable right now. With a twitch, her tail was free of Daniel's grasp and flicking him in the chest. While most cats could never boast of her level of muscle