by Nia Mars
“Knock!” I yell at him.
At the same time, he says, “I could hear you shouting from down the hallway. What’s going on, my Ava? Do you need my help?”
He shoots a hard look at the other two that says he’s willing to carry them out of my room, one under each arm. I would be willing to pay money to see that.
“Ava wants to be involved in decisions involving her safety,” Koah tells him, still obviously pissed. “Also, she doesn’t think we love her. Except for Roax, I guess. I found her kissing Roax.”
God that look on his face. Terabian swords. Mark my words, the day is coming.
Tiam’s gray eyes fill with incredulity. And with murder. The second emotion is directed at Roax.
Then he turns his gaze back to me. “My Ava?”
I groan as I point at them. “Look at you. Kreks, rulers of the galaxy. The most ridiculously handsome men in the universe.” Then I point at myself. “Me.”
They stare at me as if I’ve lost my mind.
Then Koah, his expression finally softening at the same time as a cocky light comes into his indigo eyes, asks, “Which one of us would you say is the most handsome?”
I have to work hard to bite back a smile, but I don’t want him to make a joke out of this. “This is important to me.”
He inclines his head in an unspoken apology. Then he says, “I didn’t love you the moment I met you. But I fell in love with you before we even reached Merim. There you were, lost in the universe, lost in a bewildering new world, and toughing it all out, handling it. I was offering you the highest office in the galaxy, and all you cared about was your sister. You befriended my captain, a woman so far below your station, another Oath Forger might not even have acknowledged her. When I dislocated my arm, you healed me. You show heart. You show compassion. You never back down from life for a second.”
I gape at him.
“You are everything I’ve ever hoped for,” he tells me. “I don’t think I breathed for those four days. I was too afraid that you wouldn’t accept me.”
I have no idea why the sudden rush of moisture into my eyes. I hate crying. And this is the second time I’ve cried today.
Tiam scowls. “I still don’t like that he had all that time alone with you. I wish it’d been me. Stars, Ava, I’m so in love with you, I can barely think when you’re in the room. Yesterday, I messed up an algorithm so badly, it took me all night to untangle the programs. I think about you continually, and it’s affecting my concentration. I’d rather be with you than in my lab. I haven’t invented anything all week.”
I grin at him through my tears. Then I walk to him and brush my lips over his. His gray gaze heats.
“I love you too, Tiam,” I tell him.
Koah is there in a blink, turning me to himself. “And?”
“I love you, Koah.” I kiss him, too, with Tiam now wrapping his arms around me from behind.
God, I’ve missed how they surround me, just like this.
Roax is standing apart. I know he won’t ask. He won’t beg. Even if he’d told me earlier that he loved me, and I haven’t yet told him how I feel.
I pull away from the other two and walk over to Roax. “You can be a giant pain in the ass, but I’m so in love with you, my body tingles just from hearing your voice.”
His dark eyes are as endless as space. He holds still as I brush my lips over his. Then there’s a ragged sound in his chest, as if he’d been trapped in a frozen lake under ice and he’d just broken free at last, gasped his first breath.
“Take me to bed,” I whisper to him.
“Ordering me now?” He shakes his head, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “That’s not how I work.” He holds my gaze as he points at the giant mattress behind him. “Get on the bed and strip.”
I shiver with anticipation as I obey.
Maybe I should be afraid of the hunger in the three pairs of eyes that watch me intently, but instead, I’m filled with fierce joy.
“You help her,” Roax tells Koah next.
Predictably, Koah bristles. “You think you’re going to tell me what to do?”
“You don’t want to help her undress?”
Koah shoots the laser-glare-of-death at him before he walks to the bed. Then he only has eyes for me. “All three of us?” He watches me intently for the answer. “Are you sure?”
“All of you. I am sure.” I love all of them.
Of course, Roax wouldn’t be Roax if he didn’t push my limits. Suddenly he is on his comm unit, barking, “Get in here.”
I’m naked by the time Uthan walks in, Dason close on his heels. For a second, both men stop to stare. Then they’re moving toward me.
“You need to tell her how you feel about her,” Tiam advises.
He receives two confused looks in response.
“She thinks we don’t love her,” Roax explains.
Uthan laughs. I give him my unhappy face. It’s not funny.
“How am I to know?” I reach for the cover and pull it to my collarbone. “None of you said a single word about love.”
Uthan raises a studded eyebrow. “Didn’t think it was necessary. I thought it would be obvious. I loved you with my every breath.”
I’m the most clueless woman in the universe. I don’t qualify to be the Oath Forger. But you know what? I don’t care. I’m keeping the title and the men who come with it.
Dason is on his knees next to the bed already, and miraculously naked. It’s like he has a magic trick for making his clothes disappear. He’s managed to shed them between the door and the bed without missing a step.
“My heart is yours. I’m yours. Forever. I love you. When I first saw you in the moonlight, sleeping... You were so beautiful, you took my breath away. I had to be near you. Tiam tried to send me away. If he didn’t relent, I would have fought him to the death.”
“I love you too, Dason.” I smile at him. “Get on the bed.”
He is hugging me before I can blink. I have to speak over his shoulder to say. “I love you, Uthan.”
He flashes me a blinding smile.
“Also,” I address them all, “I will be in charge of my own security in the future. I will set up a meeting with my security team.”
When the others begin to protest, Roax is the one who cuts them off by clearing his throat. “All right,” he tells me. “But with input from us.”
I grin at him. “All right.”
Then somehow everybody is naked and we’re all in a heap. I’ve never been happier. I’m literally swimming in love.
I have no idea how this is going to work, but I’m willing to try.
Koah kisses me first. I nearly bite his tongue when Dason licks between my legs, whispering, “I like you bare, Oath Forger.” Then I nearly come when Roax begins torturing my nipples with casual ruthlessness.
The men set my nerve endings on fire in ten seconds flat. The contrast between soft lips and hard hands is incredibly erotic. Their purpose seems to be to drive me as mad with need as possible.
Then finally Roax decides to take things to the next level.
He tells Koah to sit up, and arranges me on my stomach between Koah’s legs, with my legs hanging over the edge of the mattress, my knees on the floor. Effectively, I’m bent over the bed, with my head on Koah’s lap.
Roax doesn’t have to order me. I take Koah’s hard length into my mouth. A masculine growl rattles up his massive chest. I like that, so I take him down as deep as I can, rub my tongue against the thick veins on the underside of his cock, slide back, then suck him deep again. He braces himself on his hands on the mattress behind him, as if needing support against the onslaught of pleasure.
I feel supremely powerful in that moment.
Roax moves to his knees next to me on the floor. His fingers tighten in my hair at my nape. Having control taken away from me should feel scary, but it feels liberating instead. He sets the pace for the movements of my head, the depth. He guides my head low enough so the swollen head of Koah’s coc
k hits the back of my throat, but eases up before I could gag.
“Breathe through your nose,” he reminds me, patiently, gently, but in a tone of steel.
When, for a second, I open my eyes, I find Dason, Tiam, and Uthan watching with blind hunger, every face tight with desire.
Roax releases my hair, then he caresses my back, down to my butt, then reaches between my legs. His fingers invade and pump inside me. When he pulls out, he offers the fingers to Dason who’s pushed closer to see better. “Taste.”
Dason licks up my juices and groans in pleasure.
Roax turns back to me again, reaches down, and separates my thighs, wide, exposing my hot core to the cool air. “Tiam.”
Before I can catch my breath, Tiam is standing behind me, between my legs. As Koah pumps into my mouth, Tiam’s thick cock lines up against my soaked opening and he pushes forward, inch by stretching inch.
If my mouth wasn’t so full, I’d be screaming in pleasure.
Tiam starts slow and deep. My mind is a white cloud of bliss.
Roax caresses my back again, then massages my butt cheeks, then he grabs them and parts them.
“Why don’t you hold them for me just like that?” He’s talking to Tiam.
Ownership of my butt cheeks changes hands. How is this even happening? Never in my wildest dreams...
I’m so not ready to be exposed to Tiam like that! Everywhere!
My cheeks burn. And that’s before Roax begins playing with my puckered bud. Everything inside me clenches.
Tiam bucks at the sensation.
“Our Oath Forger is beautiful everywhere, isn’t she?” Roax asks in a voice thick with passion.
“Breathtakingly gorgeous,” Tiam agrees.
Then Roax’s finger enters me. I clench again.
“Relax. I need to prepare you, Ava Mine.”
I don’t even want to think about what he’s preparing me for, but I follow his order.
His finger advances to the first knuckle, then to the second. He moves in and out of me slowly, picking up Tiam’s rhythm.
In front of me, Koah shifts. I think he’s about to come, and wants to pull back. I wrap my arms around his waist to keep him there. He is mine. I want all of him.
He gives a helpless sound, and then his hot seed is flooding down my throat. I swallow his essence.
Roax waits with the second finger until Koah is out, thankfully, or he might have made me choke. Two of his thick fingers make me feel more than full. I’m stretched nearly beyond bearing.
Nerve endings I never knew I had wake up and buzz with pleasure. My body begins to contract. I fly apart with both Tiam and Roax inside me, and Koah running his fingers through my hair.
Tiam comes next, grounding into me.
Roax waits until Tiam is done before pulling his fingers back. I’m done. I’m an overcooked noodle. I can’t move.
Koah moves me instead. He pulls me up and into his arms, covers my face with kisses. “Thank you, my Ava.”
Tiam pushes against me from behind, kissing his gratitude into my neck.
If I could speak, I would thank them back.
Through dazed eyes, I watch Roax approach Dason, pushing him onto his back on the mattress. Then Roax is lifting me away from Koah and Tiam, and he’s setting me on top of Dason until I’m straddling him. Roax pushes my upper body down, until I’m lying on Dason’s wide chest. Good. I don’t think I could hold myself upright.
“Inside her. Now.” Roax’s voice is tight.
Dason is ready. He grips my thighs, pulls my knees towards his torso, and pushes into me.
My wet sheath flutters around him.
“Slowly,” Roax orders, but he doesn’t have to. Dason is always gentle. As a reward, I bite his nipple, and his entire body shudders with pleasure.
Roax moves behind me. Something warm trickles unto my lower back as Dason slowly pumps into me, murmuring endearments.
Roax massages the lubricant into my cleft, over my puckered bud and into it, then he uses his fingers to fuck me, with care first, then harder.
I’m on the edge of tumbling over for the second time before he lines up the head of his hard cock with my prepared opening. Then he grips my hips, and he pushes.
It’s never going to work.
He’s way too big.
Yet somehow he manages. Stretching. Burning. But the head is through the first ring of muscles at last.
The others help me relax, hands caressing me, lips kissing wherever they can reach a patch of skin. The five most gorgeous men in the universe are all focused one-hundred percent on my pleasure—a surreal experience.
I bury my face against Dason’s chest and make mewling sounds of pain-pleasure, sounds I don’t even recognize.
“Open to me,” Roax orders.
It’s the tone I must obey. I’m delirious with the onslaught of sensations as he breaches the inner ring.
Having both Dason and Roax inside me defies description. I’m stretched and filled completely.
I cry out with pleasure, and so does Dason, at the same time. I think he can feel Roax through the thin membrane that separates them.
Roax works himself into me with care. He murmurs soft encouragements first, then praise. From time to time, he bends forward to place kisses along my spine. Of course, that movement pushes his hard cock even deeper.
By the time he’s fully in, sweat is beading on my upper lip. Pleasure is a whirlpool, pulling me under. I’m ready to come.
“Don’t you dare.”
I bite my lip. This is sooo unfair!
He takes his time, the bastard. Now that he’s finally in there, he most thoroughly fucks my ass.
Dason is trembling under me. He knows the order was meant for him too. I cling to him in full sympathy as every glide of each hard cock threatens my self-control. If Roax doesn’t release us soon, I’m going to bite my lips bloody. I’m that considerate. I could be biting Dason, but I know it’d send him over the edge, and I don’t want him punished. Today.
“You may come when you’re ready.” Roax pumps into me hard.
Dason grinds against my clit while his cock surges deep inside me.
Finally!
Shuddering pleasure whips through me as my body grips and releases both cocks, again and again, until I am panting, covered in sweat, heart pounding, blood rushing in my ears, and I collapse onto Dason’s chest.
Roax’s fingers flex on my hips, his voice hoarse as he says, “Your tight ass strangling my cock is the best feeling in the galaxy, Ava Mine. It’s hotter and tighter than you could imagine.”
I think it’s his words that send Dason tumbling over. He pumps his seed into me, shuddering, then growling his masculine satisfaction.
Then it’s Roax’s turn, and he doesn’t pull back this time, but shoots his seed deep inside.
My brain is floating in outer space.
I can barely comprehend the words when Roax bends over me to whisper into my ear. “Tomorrow, while you’re going about your business, I want you to think about my seed still up there, Oath Forger. I’ll be thinking about it all day, I promise.”
My body clenches and I nearly come again.
Afterwards, we’re a hard-breathing, sticky mess.
Uthan carries me into the shower.
Chapter Ten
The others follow us into the bathroom, but seem content to let Uthan care for me while they clean themselves. They watch us, of course. They really like watching. I suppose that’s a good thing, considering our situation.
When my knees tremble, Koah holds me up, my back to his chest, while Uthan washes my front. We’re in my shower one second, then in Uthan’s sea the next, warm waves licking just the two of us.
“I politely waited.” His hot gaze gobbles me up. “I’m not sharing you now. You are all mine.”
The water cools my well-pleased private parts as we swim circles around each other. I’m glad Dason taught me how to swim.
Now that I’m alone with Uthan...<
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“In the garden, when I was gone for a while,” I tell him. “Smys said it knew my grandmother.”
Uthan’s golden eyes grow comically large. He opens his mouth, then closes it. He’s one surprised genie.
“Do you think they...” I press my lips together for a second. “Like Tib and my mother?”
Several seconds tick by before Uthan responds. “That would be my best guess. But it might not have been your grandmother. It could have been your great-great-great grandmother or even farther back. Smys doesn’t view time as we do.”
“So one of my female ancestors.”
“Yes.” His gaze grows reverent.
I don’t want him to look at me like that. I don’t want anything to change between us. “Forget about it,” I tell him, and then I splash him.
He immediately understands what I need. He splashes me back, then pretends to chase me.
I pretend that I’m trying to escape.
When he catches me, we float together, our feet lazily paddling the water beneath us as we kiss.
“How are you?” he asks, looking into my eyes once he pulls back.
“Spoiled rotten.”
He grins. “Not yet.” Then he grows serious again. “Sore?”
“Not too bad.”
His thumb caresses my jaw. “We don’t have to... You can just rest here.”
But I can feel his hardness pressing against my thigh as we keep moving. And the truth is, I do want him. He is my Uthan.
“Will it always be like this?”
“All of us together?”
I nod.
“We do have our territories. We won’t all be able to be with you all the time. But I doubt you’ll spend many nights alone, if any. I expect you’ll have a couple of us with you most of the time.”
I like that. I can’t help the smile that stretches my lips.
I fold my hands around Uthan’s shoulders. “If I wrap my legs around your waist, will we drown?”
He scoffs. “Have I not mentioned that I was born on an island? I practically grew up in the water.”
So I hug him between my legs, and we do go under, but only for a breath, then he propels us back up and we reach some kind of balance.
