Hana’s breath hitched, her body caught in a literal tug-of-war between two apex predators.

On the bottom, Raiden was finally finding his rhythm, moving impatiently since Hana had suddenly stopped, his ninth tail—now fluffy and vibrant—curling around Hana’s thigh with a possessive, silky strength.

Above her, Caspian was a wall of radiating heat, his golden eyes dark with a lustful hunger as he peered into her eyes.

"I said no," Hana gritted out, though her voice lacked its usual icy bite.

What was wrong with them? Why couldn’t they hear a simple no? And what was wrong with her? She could normally push them away and stand her ground, but she... haah.

She couldn’t think straight.

This was bad.

The friction from Raiden’s cock rubbing her insides was sending sparks through her nerves, blurring her focus.

Caspian didn’t growl this time. He just leaned in, keeping his grip on her hand, and his tongue dragging slowly across her palm in a damp, sandpaper-rough caress that made her toes curl.

His tongue was rough, not smooth like a normal human’s, but when he kissed her earlier, she didn’t notice it.

Was he doing this on purpose?

"You said I was the first," Caspian reminded her, his voice sending a vibration that she felt in her very bones. "If I have to share the feast, I will not wait for the scraps."

Without waiting for another protest, he moved his head forward, and his mouth clamped onto her left breast, his tongue swirling around the nipple with a blunt, desperate intensity.

"Ah—!"

The sound escaped Hana before she could choke it back. It wasn’t a scream of pain, and that was the problem.

The double assault was overwhelming. The head from Raiden’s cock was light and electric, while Caspian’s touch was hot and heavy.

Raiden let out a low, triumphant growl vibrating in his throat, his hands finally free to roam since Caspian had let go of his shoulders. He reached up, his fingers digging into the center of Hana’s back—right where the new Nine-Tailed Embrace mark was still stinging.

There was a light pink shade of the nine tails, each fanned out across her back like a tattoo.

"So greedy, Fire King," Raiden mocked, his voice muffled by the effort of his thrusts. "But she feels so good, doesn’t she? Like she was made to be filled by the forest itself."

"Shut up, Fox," Caspian hissed against Hana’s skin, not letting go of her breast.

He sucked harder, his hand moving to her other breast, kneading her flesh with a possessive strength that left faint red marks.

Hana threw her head back, her fingers locking into Caspian’s thick hair.

She felt like she was being pulled apart. The system was silent for once, satisfied with the chaos it had engineered.

> [KARMIC FLOW STABILIZED]

> [BIOLOGICAL SYNC: 100%]

> [CURRENT BALANCE: -1,241,500 POINTS]

She saw the numbers, but for the first time, she couldn’t focus on the math or the calculations.

The sensation of the dragon’s mouth on her breast and the fox’s cock stretching her insides was a sensory overload she hadn’t prepared for in her survival plans.

Raiden’s pace quickened, his tails thrashing about in a pink blur behind them, knocking against the tree roots with a strength that their furry features shouldn’t seem capable of. He was reaching his limit, his eyes glowing a brilliant, frantic green.

"Hana... I’m going to... blow my seeds... inside..."

Caspian felt the change in the fox’s rhythm. He pulled back from her breast, his face flushed and his golden eyes narrowed. He didn’t stop Raiden this time.

Instead, he wrapped his arms around Hana’s waist from behind, pulling her back against his hard chest, her hair brushing over his obsidian-scaled shoulders and forcing her to take every bit of the fox’s release.

"Take it," Caspian commanded in her ear, his voice a dark, rough command. "Take his seed, and remember who held you while you did."

This... bastard. Hana thought harshly, but she could not stop the process.

She was already pregnant, so what did she have to lose anyway?

Raiden stiffened, his back arching off the roots as he spilled his semen inside her. The silver light from his tail flared one last time, a blinding pulse of energy that seemed to fuse the three of them together in a moment of pure, primal intensity.

Hana’s eyes rolled back for a bit, unable to deny the pure bliss of ecstasy flowing through her body.

Once the tension was released, she slumped against Caspian’s chest, her muscles twitching, her breath coming in shallow sobs. The clearing finally went quiet, save for the heavy, synchronized panting of the two beastmen and one human girl.

Raiden lay beneath her, his expression one of total, arrogant bliss. He reached up, brushing a strand of damp hair from Hana’s face. "Truly... a Great Female."

Caspian didn’t give him a second to gloat. He hauled Hana up and away, tucked her under one arm like a prize, and bared his teeth at the fox.

"The debt is paid," Caspian snarled. "Touch her again without my permission, and we shall both find out if a nine-tailed fox can survive without a head."

Hana closed her eyes, too exhausted to fight either of them. She had the points she needed and the marks she definitely didn’t need. And now, she had two problems that wouldn’t stop staring at her.

"Food," she whispered into Caspian’s shoulder, almost subconsciously, as sleep began to take her under. "If I don’t eat in the next ten minutes, I’m going to kill somebody."

But she couldn’t exactly wait for those ten minutes as her head slumped down, exhaustion catching up to her and sleep taking her before it gave her a second to craft her killing scheme.