"Do you want to meet her first?" Ezra asked, guiding Mira through the council room and into the ceremonial room located at the back of the council room.

"No," she shook her head, feeling slightly nauseated. That would only make her more nervous.

The elevated council chairs sat in a large circle, facing one another. And they were mostly empty, except the one-third of the Council that came as witnesses to the Ceremony—including Ezra's parents. They didn't say anything, they just watched as Mira walked by with her slightly swollen belly. She was almost seventeen weeks pregnant, but right now, she didn't feel it.

Right now, she was all nerves and jitters.

It was all very casual, except for the fact that Mira had to walk through the room in the ceremonial outfit. One long leaf-silk wrap was secured around her waist, covering her font and bottom side. Normally, the chest would be exposed and bare. But being Mira, she insisted on wearing a button up robe overtop. She and Ezra decided it would represent the joining of their people.

This was the closest they were going to get to a coronation for her, Mira thought, might as well be symbolic of one.

Ezra opened the door to the ceremony room, and inside was an arrangement of leaf-made pillows and blankets, a thick, soft mattress laying directly on the floor with curtain drawn back by vine-ropes all around.

It looked like the perfect room to have a giant orgy, Mira thought. It probably had been used for a council-style orgy before. The idea made her want to laugh, but she still couldn't stop herself from being so nervous.

"Just relax," Ezra said, brushing her hair behind her ear.

The sound of the door closing made her heart flutter. Mira licked her lips, and closed her eyes, lowering down to the floor. She didn't want to see anything—she decided she was just going to pretend it was a Ezra. So she squeezed her eyes as tight as she could and kept them closed.

She lied on her back as he slowly undid the buttons securing her robe and hiding her body. One by one, bit by bit, the layers began to fall to the side, revealing a little more and more of her skin at a time. Finally, he reached her chest, her nipples rubbing on the inside of her robe. His fingers twisted at the large button and the robe slid off, leaving her chest bare for the cold air to bite at.

He gazed down at her, his dick beginning to grow, and watched her as she squirmed. What was he waiting for? She thought.

Ezra smiled at her, and then lowered his mouth to her breast. First he licked at her nipple slowly, gently rubbing the other with two fingers. Then, he sucked harder, using the tip of his tongue right at the center and pulling on the entire thing with his lips.

She hadn't realized just how sensitive her nipples were until that moment, and she tried to stifle the moan in the back of her throat.

"Mira," he whispered against the inside of her breast, kissing it gently. "I want to hear you." It wasn't a request. It was a command. He didn't want her to be embarrassed or ashamed of her pleasure, he wanted her to marvel in it—just like he did.

His lips went back to sucking hard on her nipple, tugging and pulling and twisting the other with his hand. Then he switched, sucking on the other with his wet lips and pulling on the other with his hand. He pinched it between his fingers, rubbing and stretching and squeezing. She was so lost in all the touching, she almost didn't realize the other set of hands, slowly making their way on the outside of her leg to the inside of her thighs.

Mira opened her eyes and found the Jayku womans face there between her legs.

"It's okay," Ezra whispered, coming up to kiss her lips. "Just let yourself enjoy it."

A second later, she felt those same delicate hands unwrap the leaf shorts covering her parts, and gently, a tongue slid against her slit. The soft lips of the woman were so different from Ezra's or any other man she had been with. Theirs were strong, lined with stubble even if they had just shaven. But her lips were soft and gentle, thick and full as they moved, her tongue gliding deeper and deeper into the folds of her throbbing pussy.

Mira surrendered to it, knowing that she couldn't deny that it felt amazing. The woman, Layzala, put her hands on both Mira's knees, and spread them apart, slowly opening her up for the taking.

Ezra continued to work on her nipples, rubbing and massaging them with his fingers and tongue, swapping between the left and the right, all while Layzala's tongue flicked back and forth, her head moving up and down.

Mira couldn't hold back as she whimpered in pleasure, and it made Ezra smile. Whatever Layzala was doing to her, he appreciated it. He glanced down to watch, and his dick throbbed at the sight of his old friends face buried in Mira's crotch.

Mira shook uncontrollably, begging for the sweet release. But Layzala wasn't going to let this be quick. They needed to truly bond—which meant she wanted to feel Mira at her most desperate—most ravaging point.

Ezra dropped his pants, needing to be released as well, and he began to stoke himself as he continued sucking on Mira when Mira reached for him. She pulled his body closer until his cock dangled above her face. She opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, letting Ezra decide what to do from there.

He rubbed his dick across her face, the warmth of her breath making him weak in the knees. Mira was impatient though. She needed to do something with her mouth, she needed something to distract her from the burning desire to cum that Layzala would not satisfy yet. So she tugged Ezra closer and begging gently licking underneath his dick. The warmth and soft skin around his balls slid over her lips carefully as she soaked them with her spit. She licked and slobbered and dropped at the taste of him until finally, he pulled her head to the side and gently slid his cock into her mouth. He held it there, at the back of her throat for a long moment, until finally letting it come back out.

Meanwhile, Layzala was working her way up to Mira's hole, gently rubbing her thumb around it until the desire was dripping out of her. Layzala loved the taste of it, even though she had done this before, because it was so different than any other woman she had tasted. It was almost sweet, and she wanted more. She wanted the human girls juices to cover her face.

"Please," Mira begged, Ezra pulling his dick from her mouth to let her speak. "Please make me cum."

Ezra jerked himself over her lips as she opened her mouth wide for him to drain into her. But Layzala stopped him.

"Will you do it inside her?" Layzala's English was tainted with a thick accent, but Mira understood her fine, and she was confused. Wasn't Layzala supposed to have sex with her? Did fingering count, or were they supposed to do something else?

As Layzala and Ezra switched places, Mira didn't have much energy left to think of the questions, let alone ask them. His dick slid into her dripping wet, spit-covered, throbbing vag and Layzala lowered down to Mira's level to kiss her.

Her soft lips melted against Mira's, and she was fascinated by how okay it felt. She never thought of woman in that way, at least not since the tenth grade when she had kissed a girl while super drunk one night. But this woman, she was soft, and smelled good, and her lips were like butter. Mira held Layzala's face in her hands, pressing their lips together for even longer and Ezra plunged into her, over and over.

He built closer and closer up to climaxing, watching the women sprawled out before him naked and kissing. Mira's boobs bounced as he rocked into her. And so did Layzala's as she crouched over Mira sideways, groping one of Mira's boobs with one hand, and touching herself with the other.

He fell over the edge, falling against Mira slightly as he drained all of his jizz into her. Mira had not come yet, and as he rolled over and out of her, Layzala continued her work, but this time, she licked the jizz right out of Mira's pussy and carried her to breasts. She let the cum drop from her tongue onto Mira's nipples, and the white liquid gathered and dropped down the sides and into the middle, dripping slowly over her swollen stomach.

Ezra reached for Mira's breasts and Layzala shifted back to licking the jizz from Mira's hole and then she moved up to kiss her, letting his cum slide from her mouth into Mira's.

Ezra continued groping and massaging Mira, as Mira swallowed each mouthful of cum Layzala brought to her as if instinctually. She had been so used to eating it and rubbing it on herself and swallowing it that it was almost natural to her now. When she had finished letting it fall from Layzala's mouth into her for the tenth time, Layzala's fingers found Mira's pussy again.

"Come for me, sweet girl," she whispered in Mira's ear. Ezra didn't even mind when they began kissing. He was happy that the bonding ceremony was working. Mira was opening up to this woman, just like she needed to. She needed to trust her, and Layzala needed to trust Mira, too.

Layzala's fingers worked along and around as Mira spread her legs wider, rocking her hips with the motions, getting lost in Layzala's fingers... and then, when they returned, her lips.

The tongue swirled around in circles, her nipples being sucked and pinched, sucked and pinched. Her whole body was lit on fire as fingers plunged deep into her pussy again and again, as they gently slid and circled inside.

Mira gasped and jerked, falling deep into the sensation of pleasure as juices poured out of her and all over Layzala's face. She whimpered against the jerking, her toes curled and her body went completely numb as she came against soft, alien fingers and lips.