Author's Note

Third one-shot, taken from the poll. Spike deserves some good ol' lovin.

Kinks: M/F/F pairing, threesome, massage parlor, handjob, musk worship, cunnilingus, cowgirl position,
slight incest, face-fucking, slight hyper-cock, excessive cum

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Spike's Sauna Relief

Ponyville’s Spa and Sauna run by the twins Aloe and Lotus Blossom was no stranger to aiding its clientele. There were many stresses abound from day to day events to world catastrophes. Many a pony can attest to the abilities of the two skilled mares within its walls that did away with the many woes and stresses that their clients carried over the threshold into their humble abode. Whether it was through a soak in the sauna, working up a nice sweat in the steam room, or even a delicate, personal massage at the hands of a masseuse, there was always a way to relieve some of their burdens.

Exactly the kind of thing Spike needed right now. Standing outside the doors to the spa, clad in a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt, Spike cut out an impressive figure as he mused on the decision of entering the spa. He was taller than most at his age, only ponies such as Big Mac or Fluttershy matching his height, and had filled out well in a life full of physical labor. His spines were kept down and short, behaving much like hair on a pony would, and though he had a lack of wings like most drakes, he made up for it with his stamina and strength.

The tall drake was finding his life – while admittedly unique in being the personal assistant to a royal princess and her fellow group of magical, world saving friends – particularly tasking of late. If he was not cleaning or organizing the vastly larger library now within Twilight’s castle, he was taking care of their living quarters, or cooking up food alongside the newly formed kitchen staff. One might think he would be used to this, and he was, truthfully. It’d given him a well-balanced sense of self-discipline and attention to detail, sharpening his mind to look for details in everyday things that most would overlook.

Then came the second batch of tasks he carried on his shoulders; working for the inspirational beauty in his life, the unicorn who had an eye for external and inner beauty: Rarity. Did he love her? Perhaps. In his younger years, he would fawn and worship the ground she walked on. Several years had passed, and he’d gained a sense of maturity. Now he was more in control of his emotions and had developed a more solid understanding of social expectations. He was considered practically an adult by pony standards, in terms of physical appearance and age; however Rarity still had several years on him. Nonetheless, she held a personal spot in his heart.

It was this motivation that kept Spike silent in complaining when she asked him for help with gem hunting, shopping for textiles for her clothing, being an aide for her labors, and every other task that many a stallion below him would deem “overbearing”. But she was worth it to him, for every sore muscle he felt in exchange for seeing that bright smile on her muzzle. Yet he could not deny that for the past two weeks, his body was taxed and fatigued from aiding both Twilight and Rarity in his role as their aide. He needed a break. He waived their apologies, stating that he was happy to help. The drake just needed a little R&R.

The Spa doors opened, snapping the drake from his thoughts to see Mrs. Cake appear. Her mane looked refreshed and she seemed to radiate with a positive glow that gave her shapely figure a considerable appeal. “Afternoon, Mrs. Cake.” Spike said with a small wave.

“Oh, hello Spike. I guess I’m not the only pony looking to get some relief today, hmm? Oh, well. Back to the bakery!” She called to him as she waltzed away. Spike allowed himself a momentary glance at the shapely hips walking away before entering the spa doors.

The blue-coated mare sitting at the desk looked up, offering a bright smile. “Ahh, mister Spike!” Her accent was an intriguing one, a voice that Spike could only peg as belonging to the Eastern regions of Equestria. “Come to employ our services once more?”

Spike rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “Hey, Lotus. Any way you can squeeze me in without an appointment? I know it’s a lot to ask since you and Aloe have tons of customers.” He replied.

The pink-maned mare only giggled at his words. “But of course, Spike. In fact, it has been rather relaxed of late. We would be delighted to aid you.” She assured. “Come, come. Me and my sister will see to you right away.” Lotus stood from her spot and emerged from behind the counter. Spike had to remind himself again to be polite and not stare at her firm rear, considering how lovely the masseuse was. With a lean figure hidden beneath her matching white shirt and skirt, the drake focused his eyes on her light pink mane to avoid any embarrassment.

“Have things been going alright for you two?” He asked as she led him inside to her destination.

“Yes, they have. We are ever so grateful for your help in restoring the sauna when we had that ruffian before.” Lotus replied, smiling over her shoulder at him. “Especially in dispatching him. We were afraid we would need to call the guard!”

Spike snorted at the memory, a small huff of black smoke leaving his snout. She was referring to a few weeks ago when a bulky colt tried to get frisky with the staff. “He just needed to learn that being grabby here is not a smart thing to do. Being surrounded by pretty mares doesn’t mean you just treat them like objects for the taking.”

Lotus giggled. “So you think we are pretty, hmm?” she teased, making the drake blush lightly at his fumble.

“Uh…I, uh…yes?” He smiled weakly, only to make her giggle all the more and stop before the doorway leading inside to the room he frequented. Taking his hand in hers, she smiled warmly at him, making him blink in confusion.

“Good. Then there is no issue in having pretty mares working on a handsome drake, now is there?” She asked. Spike’s only reply was to smile bashfully and glance to the side before she led him inside.

The room was one of the spare ones further in the back, larger spaced for easier movement when the twins had a customer who fell into the “plus-size” category. The tile floor was cool on Spike’s feet as he stepped inside, his claws clacking lightly against the floor. The air was slightly humid, but that was expected in a business that worked a steam room and sauna in the same facility. Standing inside the room was the other half of the business’ lovely face, Aloe. The blue-maned twin of Lotus had her back turned to the two, reaching up to restock their various bottles of massage oils that they kept for use.

Spike had to admit if even only in private that the twins’ business was due in part to their loveliness. Putting them together was like getting to observe two sides of a mirror at once, reflecting the image of a slender, lovely mare eager to serve. That idea put a small shiver down his spine that made his tail twitch.

Turning around after settling back onto her heels, Aloe gave a smile at seeing her sister and Spike. “Ah, is it that time again, Spike?”

The dragon could only chuckle quietly. “When you work a lot like I do, you have to know when to take a break so you don’t get overburdened. Just don’t tell Twilight or Rarity I said that.”

The twins both giggled and shook their heads. “Oh, I suppose we won’t…for a price.” Aloe teased, fluttering her eyes at him. Spike blinked and rubbed at the back of his head, making her giggle at his response. “You’re such a delight, Spike. Please, undress and lie on the table.”

Spike nodded as Lotus handed him a towel and he moved to the side where a changing curtain stood. Shrugging off the white t-shirt and jeans he’d worn, he laid them over the top of the curtain before tying the towel around his midriff. The cloth cover came up around his thigh, but enough so that nothing would be discovered. He had enough trouble with that already of late, with his body acting up. He didn’t need to let his raging hormones for the past week cause any issues. Dismissing those thoughts, Spike emerged and approached the table, lying on his front with his tail draped over the right side, slacking his muscles as the cozy chair made for an ample resting spot for his toned form.

“So where can we aid you best, Spike?” Lotus asked from his left, leaning her head down to meet his eye.

“My back and shoulders have been killing me…but so have my arms and legs too. Just thinking about having to reshelf the ‘Equestrian History’ section of the library…ugh.” His left leg gave a twitch at the very thought. “Is it considered a crime to be murdered by books?”

The twins only giggled at his words. “Then we shall see to it ourselves. You’re in capable hands, Spike.” Lotus assured before opening a bottle of lotion and applying it to her hands. Aloe mimicked her sister’s motions, and the pair began their work. To Spike’s pleasure, their hands were like delicate brushes that worked to chip away the soreness, his back being the canvas for their fingers’ work. Every stroke was a caress of hands and oil that eased him into a lulled state of comfort.

A sniff made him look lazily over at Aloe, who was nearby his head as she worked on his shoulder. “…is that Jasmine scent?”

Aloe smiled and nodded. “Only the best for you, Spike. It’s the least we can do.” She assured before going on with her work.

Spike only smiled and relaxed once more, giving a small groan or sigh as each muscle was relieved of its strain. The twins above him smiled as he vocalized his approval of their work. For their behalf, it was a delight to be able to help him with his stress and labored body. For some time now, Spike had been of aid to much of the community, and they could testify to his kindness in aiding others. Not only did he look out for the twins’, he’d often encourage good clientele to come their way, such as the Princess herself or various other visiting dignitaries looking for some relaxation.

It also helped a little that Spike was regarded as one of the more eligible bachelors of Ponyville, though that was kept more to themselves in private. After all, when you demonstrate the loyalty, kindness, and care he’s shown, let alone being an aide to royalty, the population takes notice. The twins themselves could admit to having stared at the drake when he was in the middle of his labors working in the town.

Time seemed to slip by out of Spike’s consciousness as the twins continued, treating his back and shoulders with care as they could detect the strain within both. Yet they were not highly regarded for nothing, and by the time they were squeezing Spike’s legs, he could easily admit to being far more relaxed than when he’d walked in.

In that haze of comfort, Spike’s face suddenly scrunched as he felt a stiffness rising against the cushion of the table. Too lost amidst the twins’ massaging, he’d let his guard down, leaving him in a very rigid predicament.

“Now turn over, Spike, we need to get your chest and middle as well.” Came Lotus’ voice from the side.

“U-uh…are you sure that you need to? I-I mean, I feel great already!” He tried to diffuse the situation while alarm bells were ringing in his mind. ‘If I don’t calm down, they’ll both be disgusted and kick me out or worse! They’ll tell Twilight, or Rarity!’

“Nonsense, Spike. You know that a good massage covers all of the body, not just one half.” Aloe chimed in. “Unless you feel that we did not do a good job on your back?” Lotus’ frown made Spike’s mind scramble as he tried to think of a way to explain himself.

Debating his options, he sighed in resignation. If there was one thing the drake had learned from his youth, it was to never lie to a friend. “No, you both did wonderful, just…” he trailed off before continuing. “…maybe a little too well?”

Lotus and Aloe shared a glance before Lotus leaned down to his eye level. “Spike? Are you saying that you…”

“Yes, Lotus. I’m sorry. I can leave, if you want to. Please understand, I just got too relaxed, and – “He was cut off as Lotus laid a hand on his neck, pressing down gently to keep him on the seat.

“Spike. We are no strangers to a physical response occurring from our massages on a customer. If anything, a masseuse can and should take it as the highest of compliments. It shows how well we’ve aided you.” Lotus explained.

Her assurance eased some of his concerns, but he hesitated still. “Promise you won’t freak out?”

Aloe lowered herself to his level and smiled when his eye met hers. “You have our sincerest word.”

Spike nodded and quietly rolled over onto his back, allowing himself to face the ceiling as he let his tail drape over the left side now. What was more concerning for him was the rigid tent his towel now made as it covered his length. Though out of sight, he knew it was there for all to see, the towering mass giving a pulse as it stood. He did take a small amount of pleasure in hearing the two gasp lightly in surprise.

“You are…certainly blessed, Spike.” Lotus commented as she eyed the cloth covered shaft. Remembering her place, her cheeks warmed and she turned her focus back to his chest. The very air seemed to be heated as well, moreso than usual. It had been very faint throughout the massage earlier, but in Spike’s presence, the two mares could feel as if their clothes were becoming too tight to their forms, and even small beads of sweat were forming on their brows.

“This did not happen the last time you had a massage, Spike. Did we do something different this time?” Aloe asked.

“At this time of year, dragons like me sometimes tend to be more, uh…open to mates. Twilight explained it to me. It’s similar to heat, but it just means we’re a bit more randy than usual.” Spike replied.

The twins only nodded and resumed their massage, hands caressing his chest and sides slowly as he laid there, eyes closed. Both Lotus and Aloe felt themselves spare a glance more to the south than on their customer’s face as they worked. He only seemed to be growing more aroused, given the twitching beneath the towel. The air too was becoming almost damp to them both, as if they’d moved into the steam room. Lotus’ mind was thinking more and more towards what it’d be like to experience that very tool firsthand.

The atmosphere culminated into another surprise as with a sudden twitch, the towel came undone, exposing Spike’s shaft for the world to see. It was large and stood tall towards the ceiling, and was unlike any cock either mare had witnessed. The tip was shaped like a point, unlike a stallion’s rounded end, and the length of the pinkish-red shaft was lined with ridges. By a quick count, it had three separate sections leaving him with a unique appearance that was just as much intimidating as it was appealing. Beneath his pole, his scrotum – colored a similar purple like his scales – laid at ease on the cushion, two swollen orbs resting beneath the towering length.

Aloe’s eyes widened at the sight of it, a bright flush on her cheeks as did her twin. The pair was always honest and open with each other about their lives, and when it came to their love life, both were more experienced with stallion erections. But none had packed anything to compare with Spike’s own impressive size.

“Sisters, he’s enormous.” Lotus murmured under her breath.

Spike, having felt the towel slip off of his midriff, leaned up on his elbows. “I’m sorry, girls. I can leave. You don’t have to –“ he started to excuse himself but was stopped by a delicate hand from Lotus.

Sparing herself from speaking for the moment, Lotus instead looked to her sister, who met her gaze with a raised eyebrow. It was an unspoken question that she only gave a nod to.

“Spike.” The drake’s attention shifted to the mare in question as Lotus moved to rub the back of his neck slowly. “I trust you recall us saying that we would love to repay you for your help with us of late, yes?”

“Well, yeah, I remember. But what does that have to do-“

Lotus put a finger to his lips, making him stop. “Then consider this part of your repayment for your kindness to us.” She said while Aloe grinned to herself. Of the two, she was the more adventurous type, and had no real qualm in taking hold of his stiffness, making Spike hiss lightly as she brushed her fingertips along the ridges.

“Such an intriguing shape…ah!” Aloe felt it give a powerful throb in her hold. There was a scent in the air now that she hadn’t realized was there, but she was warming to it quickly. It made her body warm, and with a huff, she tugged at her collar of her uniform before tugging the snaps holding it free. Being a singular piece of white cloth with a pink flower emblazoned on her chest, it came off with ease, leaving her naked for Spike to see.

Spike’s eyes widened at the now nude Aloe standing there, holding his arousal in her soft grip. The uniform had left plenty of hints to her figure, but now free of it, he could see just how lovely a mare she was. Her breasts were perky and rested on her chest as she leaned over his crotch slightly, her tail swaying over her round rear slowly.

“This smell…it’s coming from you, Spike.” The statement snapped him out of his staring.

Spike tried to rise up again, resting on his elbows as Lotus rubbed his shoulders from behind him. A glance up at her showed she too had stripped away her garments. “I-I can explain. Dragons have a time of year that we seek out mates…kinda like you girls’ heat. B-but this – “he hissed in pleasure as Aloe slowly stroked him, her muzzle close to his tip, “– affects both sides. We let out a scent to show it.”

Aloe hummed in thought before leaning close enough that her nose brushed the sensitive tip and inhaled through her nose deeply. It was a musky, heady scent that swam through her senses and made her release a soft moan as she pulled back. Her hand absentmindedly stroked him as she urged Lotus over. “Sister, you must see this. It is divine!”

Lotus, sparing a glance down at Spike first, came over to her sister cautiously and mimicked her actions. Any concerns over their actions were lost as she inhaled the smell of his arousal. Like Aloe, a sense of heat came over her, spreading from her head down to her toes, and she huffed lightly. “D-do not worry, Spike. We can take care of this.” She assured as she joined her sister in stroking him, both of their hands dancing across his sensitive flesh. It left Spike panting as they grew into the action. Like her twin, Lotus too was a lovely vision of blue and pink, curvy and slender. Spike thanked whatever deity had allowed this to happen to him.

“I want more…I wonder if…?” Aloe murmured before leaning her head down, keeping her nose pressed to his length as she sniffed all the way down its rigidness before coming to rest at the base, nuzzled into where his scrotum joined his cock. Feeling Spike shiver, she inhaled again, and sighed in delight. Lust overtook her then, and she chanced a kiss against the hefty orbs, the heat within them keeping her close. Her hand left his shaft to come down to his orbs, and began kneading and massaging one whilst her lips remained pressed to the other. Spike’s moans encouraged her as she continued, guessing by their weight that his balls promised a fairly large load.

Spike’s head was reeling at the beautiful mares’ efforts to pleasure him as he laid there. His instincts were calling for him to act, but his will remained ironclad around them. He knew that if he let go, he might potentially hurt them. But that didn’t lessen the degree of pleasure he felt as they massaged his length. Lotus’ hands were stroking at intervals between circular rubs of her thumbs and forefingers against his tip while Aloe busied herself with his balls. Unprepared and having been without release for some time, he could do little to resist the rising urge to climax.

The twins could feel it coming as well as his shaft throbbed in their hands. Aloe lifted her head away from his tightening ballsack to rejoin her sister. “Please, do not hold back on our accounts. Release whenever you’re ready, Spike.” She instructed as she caressed his lower half and base while her sister worked his upper side. “Just let all that stress wash away.”

Spike huffed through his nose as he tried to last, but gave in and bucked his hips upwards as the first shot of his seed launched from the tip, arcing before raining atop their heads. With a gasp, the twins looked on as he continued to fire, holding his shaft at an angle that left it to release off to the side in thick spurts of white seed. Their hands and arms became dotted with white as he dwindled down, specks of dragon cum hot against their skin. Spike sighed as he relaxed on the table, the first climax he’d had in some time.

“There’s so much…” Lotus murmured to herself as she eyed his still rigid length, the pinkish-red flesh standing in defiance of his just passed orgasm. Bringing a hand up to her muzzle, she sniffed and could smell the musk from before there. Letting her instinct guide her, she quickly licked her fingers clean, and found his taste to be highly enjoyable, as sweet as any goods from Sugarcube Corner. A glance to her sister saw she agreed, having already licked her fingers clean.

What surprised them both most was seeing his member remain stiff even post-climax. Spike, still lost amidst the glow of the climax, held a hand at his base, absentmindedly stroking it.

“It would seem our treatment is incomplete, Lotus. Our dearest Spike is still too stiff to go free yet.” The blue-maned mare remarked with a sensual grin.

Lotus returned the expression, knowing what her sister had in mind. “I see. Well, we cannot have this; we have a duty as his caregivers, no? So the real question is what next?”

Aloe hummed in thought as she absentmindedly stroked Spike’s member, looking to the male as he looked down at both with a sheepish smile. He was more or less in their hands, figuratively speaking. “What say you, Spike?

The drake ran a clawed hand over his spines on his head before speaking. “If you’re both ok with it, then I’m up for whatever. Just make sure to tell me what I can do so it’s not one-sided.”

Aloe grinned widely at this and nodded. “Then perhaps, Lotus, you can take care of things down here while I take over the top?” she proposed. She’d seen how wet her sister had become while holding his massiveness in her hands and she was no less guilty of the same. The entire room had become awash with the smell of sex and musk along with the heated feeling of desire, and she intended to embrace it wholly. With that in mind, she and her sister both climbed atop Spike’s body, Aloe straddling his chest while Lotus rested at his hips.

“Perhaps you would care for a drink, to quench your thirst?” Aloe asked while spreading her legs wider apart, the flush of her cheeks spreading to her nethers as they dripped onto his broad chest. Spike’s eyes homed in on her marehood, subconsciously licking his lips as he drew her in closer. With a small squeal, Aloe was pulled closer as he came face to face with her nethers, his serpentine tongue sliding along the edges to tease her as she moaned above him. From Spike’s view, he had an unobstructed sight of her from the tight pucker of her asshole to her nethers, the lips swollen with arousal and quickly turning wet as he teased her. A sniff let him know she was enjoying it as much as he was, making him continue to lick at her flesh.

At his waist, Lotus was busy eyeing his pole as she tried to gauge how deep she could take him. Unknowing of any limits to herself, she decided to test them herself, and lifted herself up to align him at her entry. Here, his unique shape made penetration easy, being angled like a point that let her slip him inside with ease. She cooed as his heated cock entered her, but shifted into a groan as his girth began to stretch her. Lotus’ mind reeled as inch by inch, she was stuffed full of dragon cock, each ridge brushing against her walls to make her legs shake in desire for more.

Spike moaned his pleasure into Aloe’s cunny as Lotus rode him, sending tingling vibrations along her pink walls as Aloe grinded her pussy into him more. Encouraged by her taste and the erotic air, Spike let his tongue extend into her deeply, reaching to her innermost depths and drawing back as he curled it, making the mare gasp as he stimulated her most sensitive of spots. “Oh, Spike! You’re…oh! Keep going!” Aloe’s encouragement brought his fingers into play, one slipping into her folds while the other teased at her clit.

Several minutes passed, and Lotus was left gasping for air as each thrust of his length into her made the air leave her lungs. Any thoughts of comparing previous lovers were left in the dust of this new experience. When he began bucking his hips up, it made him only delve deeper into her, and she let loose a cry of ecstasy when she managed to hilt him into her pussy. Legs quivering, she trembled as she bounced on him, tongue lolled out of her mouth in an expression of ecstasy.

As one, the pair of mares came with a yell. Spike’s world became flushed in marecum as Aloe pressed his face into her nethers, body trembling as his wiggling appendage milked her walls. Lotus slammed a final time down onto him as she rode her climax out, rivulets of cum dripping down her newfound lover’s cock as she tried to milk him into her. Yet when Aloe finally let go of him so he could speak and regain his breath, Lotus could still feel him twitching inside her depths.

“O-oh Goddess…A-Aloe, you’re going to have to…finish him. I-If I do much more, I’ll positively break!” Lotus exclaimed as she slowly extracted herself from Spike’s member. With a gasp, she barely managed to get herself off of him, using the table edge for support as Aloe looked over her shoulder. Seeing her sister so ravaged left her craving for her own portion, while Spike’s member throbbed, glistening from marecum as it was eager for its own release.

“I wonder, Spike. Do you have anything you’d like to try with us?” Aloe asked the drake, who raised an eyebrow at the offer. “I know I’d just love to get to try some more of your delicious cock.” She accentuated her words with a flourished lick of her lips, satisfied to see his cheeks flush.

“A-actually…I did kinda want to try something…” He said before pulling himself up off the table. Standing taller than either mare, Aloe grinned appreciatively at seeing Spike’s bare body, his arousal bobbing as he stepped over to the foot of the table. “Lie down here, on your back.” He gestured at the massage table.

Getting a quick idea of what he wanted, Aloe’s cheeks burned darker yet her smile only grew in anticipation. Shifting about so she could lie comfortably, the blue-maned mare’s world became flipped, her attention fixated on the pointed wet tip aimed at her face. Unable to resist, she brought her hand up to slowly stroke him as she guided the tip, nuzzling it with her muzzle and face. The horny display of affection made Spike’s cock twitch in her hold, and Aloe got the message as he stepped closer.

With her head propped safely on the end, she opened her maw wide as his tip rested on her tongue, slowly slipping in as she closed her lips around him. The pleasant friction of her soft lips against his heated flesh made Spike growl, yet he kept his caution as he pressed on. Aloe, grateful that her gag reflex was easily suppressed, closed her eyes to be awash in the feeling of Spike’s cock being stuffed down her gullet. A bulge formed in her throat to match the thickness reaching into her, but she was unhindered as her idle hands came up to squeeze her breasts gently.

When he finally came to a stop, Aloe had a moment to relish the fact that not only had she taken all of him down her throat, but that those divine smelling orbs of his were right at her nose. She gleefully inhaled, immersing herself in his scent before he drew back slowly. With half of him still down her throat, he pushed in again, slowly fucking her throat and face as sparks of pleasure began coursing down Aloe’s spine. He wasn’t suffocating her, but she knew speech was impossible for her.

A wiggling mass against her nethers made Aloe moan as Spike slowly worked her throat. She couldn’t look to see, but could guess by Spike’s devious chuckle that Lotus was the cause. Being treated from both ends would surely be the end of her, judging from how scattered her thoughts were. Spike’s pace began to grow as she grew more comfortable with it, making small groans and whimpers as he huffed and thrust above her. His balls would smack into her nose or forehead every few strokes when he went deep, refreshing that musky scent she was quickly falling in love with.

Lotus grew in fervor too as Spike picked up his pace, eagerly diving into her sister’s folds as all pretense of caution was lost. Being in the middle of the lewd sandwich of mare and drake left Aloe’s world reeling, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Spike pounded away, ravishing her throat as if it were her nethers. Briefly, she wondered just how long this period of raised arousal lasted in Spike’s kind, and if she and her sister could get away with kidnapping him for that time for their enjoyment.

Those thoughts were lost, however, as Spike’s breathing became erratic, the rhythm he’d been keeping shifting into a rabid pace of lust. His roughness only increased her pleasure, and with a strangled, muffled moan, released her climax again onto Lotus’ tongue and muzzle as Spike continued. When he withdrew finally, Aloe was left gasping for air as Lotus scrambled over her torso, resting herself chest to chest as Spike stroked himself quickly.

“Shoot it! Shoot it on our face!” Lotus begged.

Spike happily granted her wish, as the twins’ world became awash in white spunk emanating from Spike’s length. The Drake stroked himself hard through his climax, squeezing out every drop he could muster in that moment. Aloe groaned lowly as shocks of pleasure raced into her mind at being ravished so lustfully, while Lotus closed her eyes to bask in the rain of his seed. When it came to a stop, both mares’ faces were streaked with white that dripped in thick globs down their cheeks and chins.

“Man…” Spike panted, holding his still rigid length. “No rest for the wicked, huh?”