Before Sunrise

The system Pleasure the next day. *New task available. Task 003 – Dual Nature Seduce the designated snake shifter. You may take both c***s, but only in the positions and sequence specified. Climax is permitted for you. His climaxes are restricted to the final five minutes. Leave the den before first light. Reward: 120 points. Failure: point lockout for 24 hours + temporary companion silence.* I sat up in the dark, heart already racing. The wolf lifted his head from the foot of the bed, golden eyes catching the blue glow. “Of course it’s before sunrise,” I muttered. “Why wouldn’t it be a dual-c****d snake with a hard deadline.” He blinked once. I dragged a hand down my face. “I need help. Not with the f*****g. With… everything else.” Seryna answered on the second ring like she’d been waiting. “It’s four in the morning,” she said, voice rough with sleep but not annoyed. “You okay?” “No. Can you come over? Or meet me. I have a thing and I don’t… I don’t want to do the prep alone.” A short pause. Then, “Text me the address. Fifteen minutes. I’ll bring coffee.” By the time she knocked I had already spent forty points on a heat-slick oil and a short-duration flexibility charm the gift shop swore would keep me from tearing anything important. Seryna took one look at the vials on the counter and the wolf sitting like a shadow by the door, then handed me a cup. “Drink. You look like you’re about to vibrate out of your skin.” “I might.” I wrapped my hands around the warmth. “There’s a task. Snake shifter. Two c***s. I have to be done and gone before the sun comes up.” Her eyebrows rose, but her voice stayed even. “You need anything from me?” “Just… sit with me while I get ready. Talk about anything that isn’t dual c***s and system timers.” So she did. She talked about a client at work who shifted mid-meeting and tried to pretend the scales were a new dermatology treatment. When I stood to leave she squeezed my wrist once and told me to text when I was home. The den was deeper underground than the rabbit’s. He was already waiting, shirtless, dark green scales tracing the outer edges of his hips and disappearing under low-slung pants. “You’re early,” he said. Voice low, a little amused. “System said you’d be nervous.” “System talks too much.” I shut the door. The wolf took up position against it, silent and solid. “You know the rules?” “Both. Sequence locked. I don’t come until the last five minutes. You leave before light.” He tilted his head, tongue flicking out for half a second. “You using the oil?” “Yeah.” “Good. You’re going to need it.” I didn’t waste time on more talk. I crossed the room, fisted a hand in his hair, and kissed him hard enough to feel the faint ridges of scale along his lower lip. Both c***s were already hard, one slightly thicker, one longer, both the same deep green-flushed color and already slick at the tips. “f**k,” I breathed. “That’s the idea.” I coated both of them with the heat-slick oil, then followed the sequence the system had burned into the corner of my vision. First: mouth on the thicker one while I stroked the longer. He groaned, hips lifting, but didn’t thrust. I took him deep, spit running down the shaft, and felt the second c**k throb against my cheek every time I swallowed around the first. “God, look at you,” he muttered. “New transfer and already choking on snake c**k like you were built for it.” I pulled off with a wet sound. “Shut up and stay still.” Second position: I straddled his thighs, guided the longer c**k to my cunt, and sank down in one slow slide. The stretch burned sweet. I didn’t stop until my ass met his hips. The thicker c**k pressed hot and hard against my c**t and lower belly. “Move,” the system allowed. So I moved. I rode him hard, grinding forward on every downstroke so the second c**k rubbed my c**t in tight, slick circles. Every thrust made wet, filthy sounds that filled the small room. “That’s it… f**k… take it,” he hissed. His hands gripped my waist but didn’t guide. “You’re dripping down both of them already.” I leaned forward, braced my hands on his chest, and f****d myself deeper. “Talk less. Throb more.” He laughed, breathless, and obeyed. Third sequence: on my back, knees shoved high. He pushed both c***s inside, one in my cunt, one in my ass, slow enough that I felt every ridge and every inch. The flexibility charm kept the burn from turning into damage, but the fullness still punched the air out of my lungs. “Oh… f**k… oh my god…” “Breathe,” he said against my throat. “You’ve got them. Both of them. Feel how deep.” He started thrusting in the shallow, rolling rhythm the system allowed, and I stopped trying to be quiet. “f**k… don't stop, just like that and don't you f*****g c*m!” I warned. “Please…” he started, then cut himself off. His control was fraying. Both c***s kicked inside me. “Not yet,” I gasped. “System says last five minutes. You come when I say, not before.” I reached down and rubbed my c**t in tight, desperate circles while he kept f*****g me. “Yess… I'm cumming,” my whole body seizing, cunt and ass clamping down hard around both shafts. He lasted until the timer in my vision hit the final window. Then he buried both c***s deep and spilled with a guttural sound, pulsing hot and long inside me while I shook through the aftershocks. The second the system chimed completion I pushed him off, grabbed my clothes, and staggered for the door. Seed slid down both thighs. My legs barely worked. “Before light,” I muttered, more to myself than him. Outside the sky was still dark, I walked home with every step sending fresh tremors through a body that wouldn’t stop throbbing. My wolf was already waiting at the apartment door, I barely made it inside before my knees gave out. I sank to the floor with my back against the wood, breathing hard, still feeling the phantom stretch of two c***s. The wolf lowered himself beside me, heavy and warm. The system interface flared, not blue this time. Red. *Warning. Next task involves a mated dragon. Preparation window: 48 hours. Failure will result in rank drop and companion restriction.*