Before Cadance even reached the door to the royal bedroom, she could smell that her husband had been up to something. She knew the smell of rutting stallion, but the smell of rutting Shining Armor was a distinction she could detect over that.

With no guard on the outer door, either he's managed to convince them to leave him to some personal time, or… Cadance's thoughts ran wild. The reason she immediately discarded the idea of Shining having been left alone was that she could smell a second stallion's issue.

And what would it mean if he'd taken a lover? If he was gay, she mused, it meant I get some juicy stories and an idea of what my darling stallion liked. Then she started to consider the implications of who it might be. One thought came to mind, given the conversation she'd had with Luna.

There was simply nothing else for it. Cadance used her magic to grab the door and pushed it open, breaching the anti-noise and protective seals on the room and also allowing sights and smells to flood her senses.

The first and most obvious thing that Cadance noticed was her husband passed out on the bed, covered in drying semen, and tangled in the covers. The way he breathed, slow and deep, told her very well that he was relaxed and at peace.

That was enough to make her smile. Cadance could appreciate that her husband had been used hard and given what she liked to call a bed-bath. She already knew there would be sheets stuck to his coat, maybe even a little blood from his ass if he hadn't prepared enough, and maybe—if her guess was correct—a little blood elsewhere.

Cadance's eyes drifted to the left. She spotted Storm Slice and her grin deepened. "Well, well, well." The smell of other stallion was hanging around him like a cloud. Under his barrel—soaking into the carpet—was some leftover that Shining apparently didn't have enough room for. "Is my husband comfortable?"

Sweating bullets, Storm didn't know what to do. He'd been waiting for Shining to wake up, trusting the wards on the doors to keep anypony out, but obviously when an alicorn wants to get into a locked room, they get in. "He—Uh—That is—I—"

"At ease, but don't spoil this. I'd like to figure things out on my own." Walking closer to Storm, Cadance paused when she was well into his personal space. Leaning forward, she kissed his cheek. "Thank you for letting him have some fun."

The weight that had, moments ago, been crushing Storm was lifted. There was still the problem that he had no idea how to respond to Cadance. Finally, deciding he only knew one way to deal with princesses, he straightened up and saluted. "You're welcome, Princess Cadance!"

Already liking her husband's choice of lover, Cadance followed the dotted line of dried semen in the carpet to the bed. The smell of musk was overwhelming here, and it was all she could do to keep her tail from betraying her excitement and shifting her curtain of hair to the side for Storm to see.

"By the look of how he'd holding his tail, I'd almost have to guess there's something under it." Cadance used her magic to push the sheet away to reveal not just Shining's matted tail and his dock, but also the ring that was the base of her big set of beads—the ones he'd never taken fully before. "Hrmm."

Tugging back more of the sheet, Cadance was struck by the sheer volume of seed on her husband. It was as if they'd been frotting at some point. "Do you like my husband?"

Everything in Storm's head told him this was a trap. The wife of the stallion he'd spent most of the evening fucking was asking him if he likes said husband. The biggest problem was she's a princess. "Y—"

"Good. He's a very likable stallion." As she circled around to see if she could spot anything else affecting her husband, she noticed the red stain on the sheets. Tugging at them further with her magic she revealed a red ring of feathering around Shining's back cannon. "You know, I was talking to Princess Luna while I was gone. She explained some things to me about bat ponies."

To Storm it felt like he'd just caught a thermal and been pulled a few thousand feet into the air in a second. His stomach felt like it was long gone and a chill settled around him. Should he reply? Should he tell her it had been an accident? "Your Highness, I—"

"She told me that when a bat pony feels very strongly for another they share blood. Bat ponies don't have horns, Princess Luna said, but they do carry a ring for their lover around a leg." When Cadance turned to look at Storm, she realized he looked terrified. This wasn't exactly what she'd wanted—off balance was more to her taste. "She also told me a bat pony can get carried away during extremely charged sexual situations and perform such a bite without meaning to."

As Cadance approached him, Storm's blood ran cold and he clung to that last length of rope she'd extended—hoping it wouldn't hang him. "He—We—"

Cadance pinned Storm with her eyes and halted the bat pony's words with just her smoldering look. "Good boy. My husband and I share ourselves with others. I won't snap your neck for making him look so very happy. If you're to be his guard, though, you will also need to protect his image too. Have my husband cleaned, dressed, and presented to the throne room within an hour—Make it two hours." She used her magic to open the door again and walked around Storm and his little puddle—but something was different now. "Don't be late.

"Oh, and if you want a sure-fire way to wake him and have his full attention, I believe you'll want to give your lips a workout on his cock."

When the door closed, Storm almost collapsed into the mess under him. Shining had been such a sweetheart, but his wife was a dominant monster who could claim ownership over a room with just her presence. But she had given him orders and reassurance. Letting out a sigh, he tried to ignore how hard her presence had made him and walked over to Shining. "Your Highness?"

With a bespelled door between her and Storm, Cadance let out a sigh of relief. He was Shining's first male lover, and something about that pushed her buttons far more than the mares she'd shared his bed with. "Okay, Cadance, let's go arrange these cures."

"Your Highness?" Shining wasn't reacting to Storm's voice. The prince lay on the bed, eyes closed, mouth curled into a big grin—and that's when Storm's eyes trailed down to the rock-hard erection Shining had.

It was an old trick—possibly pre-unification—but Storm knew first-hoof what it was like to be woken by a blowjob. It was his job to guard Shining, to protect him and maybe be his lover? Well, time to show the prince some bat pony hospitality.

Shining Armor was in a dream. It was a happy dream. His wife was feeding him her cock while an unseen bat pony was buggering him. His subconscious hadn't latched onto Storm as that bat pony, all it knew was that bat pony meant fun.

Stuck as he was, Shining was in his own little slice of heaven. He groaned, moaned, and even gagged around Cadance's cock, but something else was driving his pleasure sky-high—somepony was sucking his cock.

Somepony was sucking his cock really well.

The new sensation washed away the dream of being a double-ended-onahole and replaced it with his darling wife and her tendency to treat his morning wood to a saliva bath. The thought of Cadance was a sign that he was slowly waking, pulling himself from Luna's domain a bit at a time—one suck at a time.

Storm was careful of his teeth, the play he'd used the previous night was one thing, but this was meant to be a relaxing way to wake up. When Shining's forehoof gently stroked his cheek, Storm relaxed a little more and enjoyed the caress for what it was.

"Don't stop, Cady, I'm close." Shining rubbed "Cadance's" cheek again, but he realized it wasn't Cadance. Cadance didn't have fangs.

Quick to react, Storm let go of Shining's cock just as the stallion jerked away. Free of his fangs, both the prince and his royal stallionhood were undamaged. "Good morning, Your Highness."

Shining's heart was racing not just from the blowjob but also because he woke up with another stallion. Images and sensations cascaded through his adrenaline-soaked brain, all the things that'd happened the previous night, but it was the sensation coming from the other end that started to dominate his thoughts. "I need to use the bathroom."

"You're going to need to be relaxed if we're to get that toy out." With Shining having scrambled to the head of the bed, the thick ring at the base of the beads was visible to Storm. He climbed off the mess that was the bed and started walking to the bathroom, then paused. "I don't think you'll get it out on your own."

Shining's mind spun, but one thing tickled his senses. Above the smell of sex all around him he could smell Cadance. Not just the scent she left in every room she'd lived in after a while, but this was a recent scent. He needed answers and a huge toy removed from his ass, he only had one pony that seemed willing to help.

Carefully, avoiding the worst of the mess on the bed, he climbed free of the bedding and took his first step on the floor. "How did you get it all in?" It felt like he was being split in half—he practically waddled after Storm.

"There are tricks. When a stallion is getting close, certain muscles clench and relax automatically. I have an idea for how to get it back out without doing any damage." Walking into the bathroom—the palatial bathroom—Storm's claws made soft tinking sounds as he walked. When he stopped, it was to look at a bottle of lube that sat on a little table between the two sinks.

Shining spotted the target of Storm's gaze. "What?"

"Smear some of that into my ass and fuck me, you big stud. When you shoot your load, I'll pull the toy out." Storm took a wide stance with his back legs and reached with his wings to grab each butt cheek and spread them wide.

Anal sex wasn't new to Shining, but having a stallion offer himself like this was new. New—and a fantasy. He didn't go for the lube first. What Shining wanted more than anything was to smell Storm's musk. Pressing his snout down and under the bat pony's taint, he found Storm's ball up between his back legs and inhaled.

Storm had expected something else. He had been ready in case Shining wasn't used to this, but to be sniffed in such an intimate manner pushed a few buttons. "Like that?"

"Y-Yeah." Shining took one more inhale before easing his nose out from between Storm's legs. "I'm big." Able to think straight now, Shining used his magic to squirt out some of the lube and levitated that over to Storm's rear.

Storm Slice had been with other ponies, but never a unicorn, and never one that used his magic to grease a butthole. All thought of being a big, vicious predator flew from his head as Shining reamed him out and greased him up.

When the magic shoving the lube into him vanished, Storm let out a pitiful whine and his forelegs slid on the tiled floor.

Greasing his cock—once more rock hard—Shining stepped up to Storm while the bat was down on his chest with his rear in the air. "You still with me, uh—"

"Storm Slice. You can call me Storm." Getting his head back into the game, Storm reached back with a wing-claw between Shining's back legs. "Yeah, get in there—Your Highness."

As Shining stepped forward to stand over Storm's back, he felt the huge shape in his rear twitch. It was an intimate feeling—his body realizing that there was something very big back there that shouldn't be in him.

With his wing gripping the ring at the base of the beads, Storm tried to stay as relaxed as he could while Shining mounted him. He'd expected a novice, a stallion who'd never entered the exit door, what he got was the thickest stallion-meat of his life plunging into him and stretching him like a rubber glove over a hoof.

"You need to—to relax your ass as much as—as you can." Barely able to keep his words straight as it was, Storm melted into the floor when Shining drew back. The feeling of emptiness was so profound that it was like having his battiness removed. Shining wasn't an evil stallion, though, and the return thrust drew a deep moan from Storm that encapsulated everything he loved about anal sex.

Shining was no stranger to anal sex, particularly with topping, but he'd never been in this situation with a stallion before, and he'd certainly never seen somepony get off so hard to just the first thrust before. It was different for him in other ways, too. While his wife was a big and strong mare, the stallion under him was so much more—a lethally-trained guardian and a warrior, but there was more.

As he started to build up his pace, Shining remembered the previous night as he'd been well and truly fucked by the big predator under him. Each stroke became an act of dominance, a reminder to the vicious bat pony that Shining wasn't just a submissive prey.

It was hard for Storm to keep focus on what this was all in aid of. Shining's shaft was like a battering ram, and each time it stroked he felt the flared head strike his prostate. The repeated stimulation of the thunderous blows caused Storm's mind to melt into a puddle of bliss. With one wing still holding the ring at the base of the beads in Shining's ass, he curled the other under his belly. Slow, deliberate strokes of his shaft were completely out of time with Shining's thrusts, but it was more than enough to bring him to the edge of orgasm.

Shining, too, was getting close to his end. The lewd sound of the lube squelching as he humped into Storm made his ears perk forward, but the excitement was building in the form of a tightness in his balls. Churning, they made ready to deliver their load to the dangerous predator's ass.

But, at last, Shining was undone by Storm. When Storm lost his own grip on reality and started humping and clenching down on Shining's maleness, the additional stimulation drove Shining over the edge.

Powerful hips drove Shining's shaft forward, spearing Storm's rear and firing the first jet of seed deep into his colon. What Shining wasn't prepared for—though he should have been—was the hard jerk on the beads in his rear.

The first and largest bead strained and then pulled free. The force of it tugging out stole all of Shining's focus, but his body was intent on creaming Storm's ass so his hips continued. Each thrust caused his body to trembled and his rear to spasm, clenching and then releasing. Each time he released, Storm jerked on the beads.

There was no escaping the rutting stallion on his back or the exploding release under his belly, but Storm kept a firm grip on the ring and pulled it when he felt Shining's body release. After the first bead, the second came, then the third, and when he jerked it for the fourth time the rest came free in a rush.

Falling, Shining felt like a puppet with all his strings cut. He tumbled sideways and slumped down onto the bathroom floor. His shaft had pulled free of Storm's rear, but it was the feel of the bat pony's cum leaking from his ass that took up his full attention. The beads' removal had done more than release the mess Storm had left in him, it had let loose all the memories of the night.

Feeling more than a little drunk on the pleasure, Shining finally managed to get his head into order and started climbing up to his forehooves. Beside him, laid out on the floor, was Storm Slice. There was an odd sort of completion he felt as he watched his own seed leak from Storm's rear as Storm's was leaking from his own. For a few minutes he remained in contemplation before he remembered something. He'd smelled Cadance when he'd woken. "Did Cady—Cadance—see us?"

Storm, his mind slowly getting a grip with complex concepts like consciousness and thinking, chuckled at Shining's question. "She found me guarding the door, saw you on the bed, and put together what we'd done." Memories of the event, his terror at her presence, and finally her command came back. "She commanded me to wake you, get that toy out, and clean you up, s-sir."

"Clean me—How long do we have?" Shining stood up slowly, his rump still feeling a little tender. "You need a hand getting up?" He reached out to the huge shower and turned the water on.

"I can get up." Storm started struggling to get his hooves and claws under him, but every movement of the latter reminded him of how much Shining had reamed out his ass. "I totally got this, just… Thanks."

Lifting Storm up, Shining helped him into the shower and followed after. "Sorry if I got carried away last night. I was missing Cady, and you looked and smelled—" He had to stop speaking when a leathery wing closed carefully over his snout for a moment.

Removing his wing from Shining, Storm chuckled. "I get it. Well, I kinda get it. Your wife seems pretty amazingly cool about it, do you share often?"

Shining, being a unicorn, was more than capable of cleaning the both of them at the same time. His only problem was he'd never showered with another stallion in such an intimate setting—though he had his time in the Royal Guard to fall back on. "Often enough, but you're the first stallion."

"Your first-first?" Storm lifted his wings when Shining's magic nudged a pair of scrubbing brushes at his flanks. "So what made you want me?"

"You were into me. That helped." Shining found himself getting way to focused on Storm's wings. He'd played with his wife's, and several other pegasi's, but bat wings were way different. "Also I was really horny."

"And just now? When you plowed me so hard I thought I was going to cough up your cum?" Storm reached over Shining's shoulders with his wing and pulled himself closer.

When Storm kissed and nuzzled the underside of his jaw, Shining stiffened—in more ways than one. "Y-Yeah. I—uh. You're kinda amazing."

"For your first time with a stallion, you're not shy." Storm left his mouth open and carefully ran his teeth over Shining's jaw. It was something he'd done a lot, and it always left a little of the scent-mark that was uniquely his. "Princess Cadance said we needed to be down there within an hour."

Trying to keep his voice steady, Shining tilted his head up a little to let Storm have full access to his throat. "She knows I like long showers."

"We spent thirty five minutes between your wake-up-blowjob and getting that toy out." Storm smirked and made sure he rubbed his other scent gland along Shining's neck for good measure. Even the water wouldn't wash the oily musk out. "We should probably get ready."

The water, for now, hid the smell of the bat pony scent from Shining's nose. Working quickly, he set more brushes to work scrubbing them both clean and used yet more magic to rinse them off.

Stepping out of the shower, he felt as Storm ran a wing-claw down his side. It reminded him of the games they'd played the previous night in a rather enjoyable way. "How do you manage that and not scratch me?"

"How do you juggle six scrubbing brushes, two bottles of wash, and rinse us off with more magic at the same time?" Storm walked past Shining and hooked a towel with his wing. He just started to dry off his wings when a blast of warm air ruffled his hair from nose to tail, drying it all instantly. "And then you do that. Damn unicorns are so handy."

Tossing the used toy into the sink and filling it with hot water, Shining stepped out of the bathroom and turned toward the walk-in. Getting dressed was easy for him—he grabbed his dress uniform and slipped it on. Just wearing it reminded him of his wedding and Cadance.

"What about the room?" Storm asked, looking over the mess that was the bed and floor. There was still a dildo that had found its way to lay on one of the pillows.

Backing out of the oversize closet as fully dressed as he was ever likely to be without armor, Shining looked at the bed and grinned. "We have the best cleaning staff in all the world, though I won't leave this for them to deal with." He picked up the errant toy and floated it into the bathroom to soak with its friend.

Storm Slice stretched one wing and then the other. "We have five minutes."

"We'd better head down. It's better to be early where Cadance is concerned—never comment on her being late to our wedding, by the way." Shining opened the door and was about to step out into the hallway when Storm rushed past him. "Right, guarding me. Sorry."

"Follow me, Your Highness." It was easier to slip back into his job once he used formal address for Shining. Storm was big on formality as far as royalty went—the previous night had definitely been an exception.

When they reached the throne room, Shining spotted his wife standing at the end of a table with a pile of little spray bottles beside her. While he watched, a pony walked up, she sprayed the puffer in their face, and they walked off. The line was immense and snaking around the room several times. "Good morning, dear. Good news I hope?"

"Shiny! Great news, but don't come any closer until I've given you a spray." Cadance noticed that Storm was at her husband's side, looking very official and not at all like they had earlier. She tried not to purr. "Your sister arranged for a large shipment of the cutie pox cure. All of Ponyville worked through the night to get it processed and packaged."

Watching as a blue-gripped, levitating bottle floated toward him, Shining let Cadance administer the spray and inhaled deeply. "That's it?"

"That stops it and protects you for three days. All we need to do is get everypony in the Crystal Empire sprayed in the next three days to completely eradicate it." Cadance floated the bottle back to herself and gave the next pony in line a spray.

Properly armored now, Shining walked down to the line of ponies and took up a bottle himself to start puffing it in the faces of his citizens. While he was working—and the line was moving faster—he noticed a scent that wasn't the otherwise odorless drug. It was musky and dense, and the more he breathed of it the more Shining was reminded of Storm.

When Shining turned and looked at him, Storm recognized an unasked question in his charge's gaze. Stepping forward, he watched as Shining's pupils narrowed and his nose twitched. That was the answer Storm needed. "Yes, Your Highness?"

With Storm a little closer, Shining could smell the scent stronger. It wasn't hard to connect the dots and come up with the answer as being it was Storm's musk. How it had gotten so strong with the bat so far away, Shining still wasn't sure. "You could help by taking a spot at the desk and spraying."

Storm wasn't sure what he'd expected, but three days of inoculating ponies against cutie pox wasn't it. He'd been given his own rooms in the castle—a tiny suite near Shining and Cadance's chambers—and was basically collapsing into sleep each night. Ironically, he wasn't even guarding them.

After three days—on the evening of the fourth—Cadance and Shining both gave him a significant look and nodded toward the stairs that led back upstairs. As always, Storm rushed to walk ahead of them and ensure everything was safe. Unlike the previous few days, however, he was at peak awareness and ready for anything.

Anything except for the twin kisses on each side of his rump when he stopped and reached for the door to their chambers. Storm froze and both his wings jumped out a little to each side in shock. "Y-Y-Your—"

"None of that. Scoot inside and we can have a little talk." Cadance had absolutely loved the way Storm jumped when she and Shining had kissed his rear. The work he'd put in—beside them—had confirmed in her own mind that he was a good stallion to keep around.

"We haven't really had a moment to talk about—" Shining couldn't complete the sentence without a mild shudder as memories poured back into the fore. Held down, threatened, bled, and more. Taking a slow breath, he managed to make the nearest thing to a chuckle he could. "The wild night."

"In case you somehow manage to miss all of my husband's body language, he is nervous as fuck, Storm. He whispers every night"—Cadance had to use her magic to fend off Shining's attempt to stop her talking—"about how much he enjoyed having sex with you. I already guessed most of what you'd done, but just hearing about it pushes buttons I didn't know I had."

Frozen in shock mostly at hearing the princess of love use the word fuck casually, Storm watched as said princess stalked toward him.

"Do you have any idea how rare it is to be blindsided like that these days? It makes me curious and more than a little horny just to think about." Taking a deep breath, Cadance shivered—the motion starting at the back of her neck, ruffling her wings, and finally causing her butt and tail to squirm.

Luna had been big to Storm. She was the princess of all bat ponies, after all. This was different. Cadance was in her own domain here, and she spoke of him like a hero. She spoke of him like an equal. He wondered how he should respond to that. His mind raced with ideas, but in the end he took what she'd said to heart. "There's some things about you that—that affect me too, C-Cadance."

Standing stock-still, Cadance was curious where Storm would go. He seemed intent on walking around her, but his nearest wing reached out and stroked down her side and to her rump. What made her want to purr, though, was the way he lazily trailed his claw over her. The tingle as the point of that razor-sharp nail stroking down her spine made Cadance shudder. Ponies were soft and curvy—Storm was angular and threatening.

Watching as Storm inspected Cadance, Shining strode over and grabbed the other stallion's jaw with his magic.

Shocked at the roughness of Shining's treatment, Storm had no time at all to respond before the prince's lips pressed to his own. Switches were being flipped one way and then the other, and though he had no control over the process himself, Storm was a party to it.

Cadance looked back at the two, kissing over her back as it were. She moved out from between them, symbolically and physically, and circled back to Storm to whisper in his ear. "I want to see you impaling him, biting him, making a mess without a care in the world."

Lust, pure and simple, rushed down from Storm's ears all the way to his groin. He couldn't believe how she'd spoken, or what she told him to do. "We need to talk about this first." But he was no plaything.

Shining laughed. "Good for you, but if what I heard her tell you was right, I really want that too."

Honesty counted for a lot with Storm. He shook his head to free it of the cobwebs of desire and need so that he could think straight again—hard to do with a sexy stallion and literally the hottest mare in the world. "Limits. Wants. Dislikes. We need to—to establish what we're all comfortable with."

"Well," Cadance said, nodding toward Shining, "we don't intend to have safe words or anything like that. If we want that kind of game, there's a mare in Ponyville that—Well, she's very good at it. I will tell you the moment you are hurting me too much or if I want something different."

Nodding his head, Shining gestured to Cadance. "I'll have what she's having."

"Right, but what if I want to let you cry out a bit?" Storm looked between the two, taking in their surprised expressions. "Bat ponies hunt. We attack things with tooth and claw. I want to be able to hurt you, hear you cry out, but keep going."

Opening her mouth to reply, Shining paused as he realized he couldn't think of a way around that. "I—I kinda like the idea of that too."

Cadance just nodded. "Okay, yeah, I love your ideas, Storm. So a safe word to shout?"

"Red. We used red last time." Storm's eyes locked on Shining's and he licked his lips. "And I want to feed from both of you. I don't care what rumors go around—I've never tasted alicorn blood before."

"Does it hurt?" Cadance asked.

Shining actually giggled. "K-Kinda. It hurts in good ways. You should see how his eyes glow when he's drinking from you. He wasn't just fucking me, he owned me, Cady. I was prey to him."

"Well, that sells me on wanting to try it. Luna mentioned you hadn't exactly shown an interest in mares before." The question was one of great interest to Cadance since Storm had shown interest in her.

With a safe word established, Storm felt far more ready to play with Cadance. "I don't dislike mares, I just greatly prefer big, strong stallions." Stretching his wing out again, Storm traced over Cadance's shoulder, drawing little circles in her fur with his claw. "Confidence, strength, size, and focus. I've watched you work for days now and I've retired to my bed and collapsed with an erection that wouldn't go away."

The touch against her breast surprised Cadance, but as Storm ran his cheek up and along her throat, she felt his fangs brushing at her flesh. He was dangerous and monstrous in all the right ways. "Go on."

When Storm paused for a moment, Shining let out a giggle. "Storm, she's not going to break. Tell her what you want to do. She's the princess of love—and love-making."

Storm, however, was done with talking. He'd gotten all he wanted and needed to feel confident in sharing their bed—at least for a night. With his scent already heavy along Cadance's throat, he moved fast and grabbed her with one wing. Then he threw Cadance.

Shining had seen trained bat ponies doing some of the most amazing things before. He'd watched them tackle a bugbear and restrain it, he'd seen a pair of them move so swiftly in a sparring match that he didn't even know when blows were being struck, but he'd never seen one grab an alicorn with one wing, roll on the ground to build momentum, then toss her across a room and onto a bed. It made him smile.

Sparing a glance to Shining, who looked to be enjoying the show, Storm rushed to the bed and pounced atop Cadance. "Don't get me wrong, you're big and strong and everything I like, but what I like I take."

Shining didn't need to be asked. He walked to the closet and levitated out one of their pump-packs of ultra-slick lube, and walked back toward the bed.

Cadance had been disorientated by the throw, but now she had a talon closed around her neck she was regaining her focus, and that focus was on the stallion who had pinned her under him. She'd been dealt with physically by both King Sombra and Queen Chrysalis before, but neither had left her feeling so powerless. She struggled, squirmed, and tried to twist free, but when his claws closed against her throat, Cadance froze.

The feel of her surrender made Storm's lust rise and his predator side out even further. Leaning down to Cadance's throat, he started rubbing his scent glands against her again and again, focusing on marking her properly.

Biting his lower lip as he watched Storm work his magic, Shining figured a little assistance would be called for. Squeezing out some lube, he levitated it over to Storm and under his belly.

The feel of cool magic and goo smothering his cock made Storm pause in his securing of Cadance. He looked over to see Shining holding the lube, horn aglow with pink telekinesis, and figured it out. He gave a nod to Shining in thanks when he felt Cadance start to fight again.

Only getting one wing free, Cadance started to use it as a lever to pivot herself when Storm crashed his weight down on the limb. With one wing pinned by Storm's, she tried to free her other only to get the same response. Her legs were pinned under her, her wings were held down, and her throat was being threatened with sharp claws.

She could have used her magic, of course, but Cadance didn't want to cheat. Straining, she felt more of his weight crush her into the bed. And that's when she also felt something poking around her rump. Unlike with Storm, she couldn't see that it was Shining prepping her, so when a thin stream of cool lube sprayed into her rear it was a surprise.

Working on Cadance's left wing, Storm pulled it toward her body and folded it up at her side—then he shoved sideways.

Rolled onto her back, Cadance spread both wings again in shock but she couldn't do anything with them—wings were meant for going up, but for her up was down. She stared at Storm, watched his hungry eyes, then bit her lip and forced her body to relax.

It was a symbol—a sign that Cadance had surrendered. Swapping his back foot at her throat for a wing, Storm made sure she felt the claw there before he shifted his body to line up with hers. "You know what I did to your big stallion? I nibbled on his balls and drank blood, I marked his penis and made him whine and squirm under me—begging for my cock.

"I'm not going to do that to you, tasty little dish you are. I'm just going to fuck you however and for how long I want. I'm going to break you in to being my little blood-puppet, and I'm going to make you want me to feed off you. And then I'm going to fuck you some more." Storm waited a moment before asking, "Well?"

"P—" Cadance didn't get more than the start of a syllable out. Storm's hips crashed forward and shoved his cock into her unlubed (but wet enough to drown a sea pony) vulva and ground his length in as far as he could. She'd been expecting anal, what with the preparation, so the filling of her cleft sucked all the wind from her lungs and made her eyes roll up in her head.

Shining, too, had been surprised by the turn of events. He circled around the bed and shuddered at the sight of his wife having been restrained and taken. This wasn't, of course, the first time they'd had a pony to play top to their bottom, but it was the first time it had been brutal.

Being savaged, Cadance couldn't stop her body from welcoming Storm. Her depths massaged his long shaft, and though it was thinner than Shining's, the head of it felt bigger. When he lifted her back leg up and against his neck, she tried to tilt her head to see what he was doing—but the claw at her throat gave her no option.

The bite and accompanying pain made her tense for a moment, her safe word on her lips, but the pain was washed away and mixed with pleasure when his next thrust came. But his fangs didn't draw too far from her cannon.

Cadance's eyes narrowed to points when she realized what was happening. Her lips moved as Storm closed his around her leg—she whispered silently, "Band of blood." Three words that described what she'd seen around Shining's cannon, and soon she'd wear it herself. It was a ritual, or so Luna had told her, but she thought Storm just liked it. His thrusts became wilder and his grip on her tightened.

Stunned at the feel of his suckling at her leg, Cadance could nonetheless sense that her blood was leaving her body. A thudding sound in her ears combined with a sense of oddness about her body—that had nothing to do with being repeatedly slammed by bat pony cock—made her fight his grip on her throat.

Startled at the movement, Storm let Cadance tilt her head forward just enough that she could see past her snout. His eyes met hers and he smiled around her leg.

Looking into Storm's eyes, Cadance almost lost awareness with his long strokes going in and out of her at the connection he made. In the light of the bedroom his eyes had a slight glow about them, the same as a cat's would, but he was far bigger than a cat and he was feeding on her.

The first Storm knew of Shining's intentions was a little wad of lube that shoved into his ass by a pink cloud of magic. He knew what was coming next, and if he weren't balls deep in Cadance at the time, he would have pushed back against Shining.

Waiting for Storm to push all the way in on another stroke, Shining braced himself against the bat's rump and leaned over him—and forward. Storm's anus didn't offer any resistance thanks to the lube, which meant that with one stroke Shining could get deep into the bat and pin him in place. "Got you."

Storm struggled not to bite down harder on Cadance leg, and failed. His teeth pressed into the flesh and he wept tears as Shining started to bugger him. Straining not to hurt Cadance, he looked up into her eyes again and was startled at how hungry she looked—she was practically devouring him with her eyes.

Cadance wasn't just watching Storm, she could see Shining over his shoulder, and she knew exactly what his thrusts felt like—but now Storm was pressed firmly against her and not so much fucking her as just feeding. She'd been about to try to encourage him when he bit harder.

It was like a bomb going off, the pain mixed with pleasure became an intense cocktail that Cadance discovered she had quite a taste for. She started into the bat pony's eyes and tried to will him to resume—to resume fucking her.

Cadance's eyes weren't begging and they weren't asking. Storm could feel the command from an alicorn—the princess of love—demanding he comply and resume his fucking of her. It wasn't easy with a big, powerful stallion reaming him out, but he found that each time Shining pulled back, he could time his own hips and pull back from Cadance a little before the stallion behind him would thrust back in hard and pin him to Cadance's rump again.

Getting a far shorter stroke, Shining couldn't stop from making little growling sounds even though he could see that Cadance was enjoying things far more.

The sounds and sensations were building Cadance quickly toward her peak. Wet slapping sounds echoed in her ears, punctuated by grunts and growls. The origins of the latter surprised Cadance—she'd never heard her Shiny so aggressive in his lovemaking.

All the attention was taking its toll on Cadance's stamina. She normally prided herself on being in control of her orgasms, but being taken so roughly combined with the added pain element did things for her that defied her capacity to control. Her pleasure sky-rocketed and from one heady moment to the next—at the behest of one of Shining's thrusts—she lost control.

Shining knew what one of his wife's screaming orgasms sounded like. He heard it welling up from deep in her diaphragm, pressure building to a hurricane in her lungs, and then the hurricane that passed her vocal cords and was given her full voice.

Just hearing his darling wife trumpeting her climax sent Shining into overdrive. Simultaneous orgasms were not common, but it was always a sign that she was enjoying sex if he could get her off before himself. Picking up the pace, he started pounding Storm as hard as he could.

The clamping pressure, pulsing as it was, ensured that Storm couldn't pull out of Cadance anymore. He could feel her trembling and he would have had to be a poor bat pony indeed not to hear her screaming her climax. Not having been with many females before, he wasn't exactly sure what he should do.

With Shining picking up the pace, Storm felt like he was being hammered—his dick a nail driven deep into Cadance's cavity—and as a lover of stallions it was more than okay. He had given up his grip on Cadance's throat to focus on feeding from her, but her leg started to tremble and move, and he was nothing if not physically out-classed by both the ponies. He was stuck in a royalty sandwich, however, and was extremely okay with that.

It was too much, though. Storm had to let go of Cadance's leg so he could screech out and flap his wings. His balls tightened and started sending their squirmy payload to his prostate—which was getting a good seeing-to by Shining—before he shoved forward as hard as he could and unloaded into Cadance.

Shining didn't hold back either. The tight muscles in Storm's rump egged him on to climax and he had no intention of slowing the freight train of his lust. Slamming against Storm's rear, he was amazed at the wingspan of the bat pony or the pure exuberance his flapping betrayed. Far from needing safe words, he could see, hear, smell and feel that everypony had enjoyed this—even as his own body exploded into release.

Panting, grunting, and even a little moaning (the latter mostly from Cadance) was soon all that could be heard in the room. Storm pulled his wings in just enough to grab each side of the huge bed and keep himself locked tight against Cadance. While he didn't want Shining to leave his butt, either, he trusted the big stallion to keep his rod planted where it was.

Cadance, having found her release first, was the first to recover enough to both think and talk. The first words out of her mouth were, "Oh my fuck."

Snorting, Shining nuzzled at Storm's neck, nibbling and licking the soft fur. "I've only heard her say that ten times. Good job."

Storm had never been complimented for fucking another stallion's mare—even if he was more acquainted with females, that would probably still be a new thing to him. "It was mostly—mostly you two. She went wild when you started fucking me."

"Still getting my head around how to explain it," Cadance said. Now without her throat being held, she could use her magic to pull a pillow over and prop it under her neck.

Finding himself face-to-face with Cadance, Storm squirmed a little at the affection Shining was showing him. When a particular twitch caused Cadance to blink her eyes wide open for a moment, he apologized. "Sorry. Not really used to this."

Cadance giggled and reached a foreleg up to rub Storm's breast. "We aren't either. Well, with a stallion. What's say we get cleaned up and snuggle on the bed while we talk about it?"

"I suppose you want me to retreat?" Shining couldn't keep the pout out of his voice. He'd been with several mares, but there was something far spicier about a stallion. It made him think of the fiery foods from Mexicolt.

"I don't want you out, but I can't kiss you unless you back up." The moment he said it, Storm heard Cadance gasp. He looked down at her to see a huge grin on her snout. He got the impression that she'd like to see them kissing a lot.

"There is a problem." Shining started easing back, slowly drawing his slightly deflated shaft from Storm's rear.

"Huh?" Storm asked.

Cadance leaned up and kissed Storm's nose. "When you pull out, I'm going to leave a mess."

"Normally I pick her up with my magic and carry her through to the bathroom." Almost completely free, Shining felt Storm clenching down harder and harder.

"Your Highness, you trust me?" Storm stepped forward, pressing his groin more firmly against Cadance's rump and earning him a small gasp from Cadance. It also popped Shining's head from his butt.

Looking up at Storm, Cadance nodded—not trusting her voice not to let loose a moan, given he was now putting pressure on her cervix. She only realized what he was doing when his wings started to curl in and under her. Long, finger-like spars wrapped under and around her back and lifted her up. He hadn't seemed like he should be strong enough to carry her, but as he lifted and walked backward off the bed, she felt safe and snug. "Ooh."

What Shining liked was that, being about the same mass as his wife, he was pretty sure he'd be able to talk Storm into carrying him like that. "This way."

"I know the way to the bathroom, Shining." Storm kept his movements deliberate and careful, not trusting himself to lift more than one leg at a time with such a precious cargo. Sure she'd survive being dropped the short distance to the floor, but he had a reputation to maintain.

The time spent in the bathroom wasn't long. Shining cleaned himself off using his magic to hold the spray hose from the bidet, while Cadance emptied herself into one of the commodes and Storm the other. In all, they all made relieved sighs as they got ready for bed, but finishing his ablutions first, Shining walked back into the bedroom to straighten up the bed and move the bottle of lube to the bedside table.

Just as he got the multitude of pillows and covers set just right, he felt a feathery touch on the shoulder. Turning, a natural and practiced motion, Shining met Cadance's lips in a loving kiss that made him sigh in bliss.

"Shouldn't I—err—stand guard?" Storm asked.

Breaking the kiss early, Cadance gestured to the bed. "Now the Crystal Guard are all immunized, they have resumed their duties." She waited for Shining to climb in before stepping onto the soft mattress.

It was everything but a direct order to get into bed. Storm knew, however, how to read the emotion in the room. Walking over, he used a wing to tease back the covers so he could squirm under them too. "That makes me feel a little—well—superfluous."

"You guard us during the day, and at night you're the last line of defense. The guards outside will raise the alarm before either will fall." Cadance, on her back, stretched a wing out and under Storm before using her magic to pick him up and lift him between her and Shining.

Storm had been with pegasi before, but none had possessed enough wing to cradle his back from dock to poll. "You seem to have this all planned."

"What," Shining asked, "did you think she spent most of today running through her head?" His ears twitched and he looked across Storm at his wife—who looked excited about something. "What?"

"She said, 'Now kiss.'" Storm, seeing an opportunity, did just that. He leaned a little closer and used his thumb to hook Shining and pull him in and down. When their lips touched, he almost melted—Shining had leaned into him and deepened the kiss.

Cadance wanted to bounce out of bed and flap her wings in excitement. "So cute…"

Shining heard Cadance that time, though he was too distracted to care. Relaxed on the luxuriant pillows, he could have happily kept kissing Storm all night. He nuzzled and kept good contact, then slowly pressed his tongue out and started feeling around Storm's teeth.

Feeling Shining's big, blunt tongue, Storm reached forward with his own, coiled it around Shining's, and pulled. Feeling it was a little more dominant than just a snuggle, Storm reached a hoof out to rub Shining's chest—right between his forelegs. He waited, holding Shining's tongue captive until he caught a slight nod from his lover.

It was surrender, in a way, but it was a safe surrender. Shining had a good idea what Storm was going to do—he knew it would hurt a little, but that he would probably enjoy it by the end. When the inevitable bite came—when a fang pierced his tongue from top to bottom—Shining reached one foreleg to Storm's chest and returned the slow rubbing.

The copper taste in Storm's mouth only made the moment more intense. He'd tasted Shining's blood before, but now they were both tasting it. He loved the return of the arousing petting—loved more that he felt Shining poking him in the belly with something that definitely wasn't a hoof.

Shining was well aware of what blood tasted like. As part of his Guard training he'd been hit enough times in the face to get used to it, but this was far more personal. The rich taste of blood was a delicacy to Storm, though, and it made Shining feel good that he could share it with him. He could see passion and desire warring on the bat pony's face as they both continued to suck and drink down the trickle of blood from his tongue.

Spotting a little red foam at the corner of Storm's mouth, Cadance took a moment to reflect on what she thought they were doing. In the end, though, she waited for their prolonged kiss to end before asking, "What did you—?" Her question halted as she saw the red stain on the front of Shining's lips. It almost looked like her husband had put on lipstick. "You were feeding?"

Storm had to lick his lips to clean the blood from his mouth. He took his time, looking into Shining's hungry eyes as he did the same thing. "From his tongue."

"He pierthed it with hith fangth." Even to his own ears Shining couldn't help but find his speech comical. He giggled around the soreness of his tongue and leaned in to nuzzle at Storm's neck.

Having had some time to think, Cadance let out a slow breath. "That's all kinds of adorable, but I'm not sure about including myself in this. I—I enjoyed it, I certainly won't deny that, but there's some parts I need to really think about."

Lifting his head out of Storm's ruff, Shining looked across at his wife. "You need thome time? Wath it the dominanth?"

Cadance let out a sigh. "That's just it. I enjoyed a lot of it, but there was an edge of something there that I'm unsure of. I'll have to work it through my head and get back to you two about a next time. Until then, don't let me stop you from having fun."

Forcing himself to roll away from Shining, Storm turned to look at Cadance. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Pulling her back leg forward, Cadance held it out for Storm's inspection of the red ring that barely stood out on her pink coat. "Hardly. This is just a thing I need to puzzle out before we do anything more like—well, like we just did."

Mulling the idea over, Storm was more than a little surprised when Shining grabbed him with his magic and pulled. Rock hard still, Shining snuggled Storm against his belly to spoon him, which only made Storm sigh happily. "Please, Your—How am I supposed to address you in the bedroom?"

"Just Cadance is fine. It's not anything about you, Storm. If you want to have less—If you just want to have sex, I'm perfectly fine with that. Or kinky stuff too. But, let's just keep the biting to non-sexual situations for the moment." Cadance reached her wing up and used a single feather to boop Storm on the nose.

Surprised at the touch, Storm sneezed. "Wait, so no blood drinking during sex with you? I'm fine with—"

"Or claws. I like softer things."

"Oh. Well, you can always take over if you want?" Storm surprised himself at what he'd said. "If you want to get out a whip and collar and take control of this ravening beast, I'm fine with that."

Blinking a few times, Cadance tickled Storm's nose with her feather again just to hear the adorable sneeze he made. "I wouldn't mind trying that."

"Maybe," Shining said, nuzzling at Storm's neck a little, "you could unleash your monstrous pet on your overbearing husband to subdue his wild tendencies?" What Shining learned about bat ponies was nibbling their ears made them squirm a lot—which is why he nibbled a bit more on Storm's.

"Tomorrow, though. If you don't mind, I would like some snuggles before I sleep." Cadance was unsurprised that Shining started pushing and shoving Storm toward her. His intent to get them all close together was obvious, so she stretched one pink wing over the two of them and around Shining's back.

What surprised and delighted Cadance was when Storm yawned and closed his eyes before his own wing reached around her and pulled her against him.

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