Book Eight: Chapter 120

“Have you been getting fashion advice from Lily?” he asked with a grin.

“Don’t. Need. Them,” they replied.

His cock was now free of his pants and growing harder by the second. He had never really thought about how dextrous they could be with their feet, but it made plenty of sense. In hellhound form, they didn’t have thumbs and did everything with paws. Toes were probably a step up in flexibility.

His thoughts were proven correct when Cerberus promptly grabbed the head of his cock between their toes and started stroking him. He sighed and continued rubbing one foot while the other jerked him off. Three pairs of eyes watched him intensely as Cerberus dropped their hands down to their exposed crotch.

“That. Feels. Good,” they said.

“What you’re doing or what I’m doing,” he asked.

“What. You’re. Doing.” Two heads grinned at him while the third blew him a kiss. Mike didn’t know how long they had, and was content to let Cerberus set the pace. The hellh