Dear god, she was going to have them all together. The sheer sexual energy could fuel kitsune magic for months.

"Oh god," he gasped, one of many cries similar, and for a second he wished they'd had a way of recording the sounds they had all made during this little adventure. The memories alone would be jerking fodder for centuries to come, but in the flesh this was something that'd he'd been wanting for a long time.

One of the girls was clawing at the base of his wings, insistent, and he sipped his head, licked heated skin nipped at soft flesh. He wasn't going to last, he was sure of it, he was holding back with everything he could already.