by Ivy Barrett
Urrya cried out, driving his entire length into her trembling body. He clasped her tightly against him. His cock twitched, then hot spurts of seed splashed deep inside her. As soon as his cum made contact with her inner flesh, Erin came too. Her core squeezed him in rhythmic pulses while pleasure radiated through her body in tingling waves. Oseth held her face and drove to the back of her mouth, pumping his cum down her throat, while he shuddered and moaned. She swallowed and swallowed until he had nothing left to give, then licked him clean as he slowly pulled out of her mouth.
For a moment they just fought for breath, all three rather stunned by the intensity.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing.” Oseth righted his pants, then pulled her head up and kissed her, undeterred by his taste in her mouth.
Urrya pulled her a little closer, so her head rested comfortably on the bed. Then he arched over her, panting harshly, though he kept most of his weight off her.
“Are you all right?” she asked when he didn’t open his eyes. She reached up and brushed the hair back from his sweat-dampened face.
He laughed. “That’s supposed to be my question. This felt incredibly good to me. I hope I didn’t hurt you too badly.”
“I don’t even remember the pain.” She wrapped her legs around his lean hips, thrilled by his nearness. His face was inches from hers, his chest skimming her nipples with each breath. And his cock. She never wanted to lose the fullness of his body joined with hers. “I don’t ever want you to move.” She locked her ankles and squeezed him with her legs.
A predatory light erupted in his gaze and she immediately regretted the playful words. “Is that so?”
“Hey! What about me?” Oseth climbed onto the bed and stretched out on his side, head propped on his hand. “Can I stay too?”
“Absolutely.” She smiled, yet already she was starting to feel self-conscious again.
“And Azra?” Urrya challenged, clearly in no hurry to separate their bodies.
She licked her lips and glanced away. “I haven’t spent enough time with him to decide.”
“That’s fair,” Oseth said firmly, a clear warning for Urrya to back off.
Apparently annoyed, Urrya pulled out and moved to her other side. He tucked his cock away and closed the front of his pants.
This is how she’d wanted their lovemaking to end, with her snuggled safe and warm between them. But Urrya’s dark mood was ruining the moment.
He sat up and looked at her, features tense. “Azra would never hurt you.”
“We both know that’s not true,” she countered. He’d been hurting her in both guided dreams. He’d wanted it clear from the start that he would hurt her.
“He would never harm you,” Urrya amended. “He is even more protective than either of us. If anything threatened you, Azra wouldn’t rest until the threat was obliterated. Yes, he is dark and intense, but he is also selfless and compassionate.”
“He’s right,” Oseth said, sitting up as well. “Azra literally found me on the street. He took me in like a stray dog and put up with a ton of shit before I got my attitude under control. He’s the most generous, and patient, person I’ve ever met.”
Feeling vulnerable with them looming over her, Erin sat up and drew her knees to her chest. “I definitely haven’t seen his softer side yet.”
“You will,” Urrya assured her. “He wants this every bit as badly as Oseth and I.”
Rather than continuing the awkward conversation, she pivoted to something else, something less serious. “You said you’d give me anything I want. Did you really mean it?”
Urrya tensed, but Oseth laughed. “That’s a loaded question if I ever heard one.”
“What do you want?” Urrya asked, his expression cautious.
“I want you both to undress.” She paused for a sweet smile. “And I want to see your wings.”
“I’ll get naked, and I’ll even show you my wings, but it will cost you.” Urrya sounded very dramatic, but amusement shimmered in his eyes.
Emboldened by the shift in his mood, she echoed his favorite question. “Is that so? And what’s your price, big boy? I need to see if you’re worth it.” She crawled closer, kneeling beside him on the bed, and resting her hands on his broad chest.
“If I get naked and show you my wings, you will eagerly suck my cock.”
She laughed, having expected something like this. “Did you learn this game from Azra? That’s what he wanted from me too.”
Urrya’s eyes narrowed and his long fingers encircled her wrists, but he didn’t move her hands away from his chest. “When was this?”
Why would this make him angry? Ten seconds ago he’d been encouraging her to give Azra a chance. “When he took control of my dream the second time.”
“Did you do it?” Oseth wanted to know. “You told me you’d never sucked a cock before.”
Is that what they were worried about? They were trying to catch her in a lie. “The dream never progressed that far. I realized what he was doing, so he released his hold on my mind.” She looked over her shoulder and caught Oseth’s gaze. “I didn’t lie to you.”
He nodded once, acknowledging her statement, but he didn’t relax.
She turned around, still kneeling on the bed in between them. She was not going to let their irrational concerns ruin her good mood. She’d waited twenty-two years for this night and she was going to have fun! “And what do you want? I’m sure you’re going to demand some sort of payment now.”
He grinned. “How’d you ever guess? I want to fuck your sweet pussy while you suck off Urrya, of course.”
“So predictable.” She shook her head as if she were disappointed. The truth was she couldn’t wait to be filled with their cocks again. It felt empty and lonely without them deep inside her. “Then you two better get naked fast. I don’t have all night.”
Chuckling softly, her males crawled off the bed. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs as she impatiently waited for them to undress.
Urrya noticed her pose and his eyes narrowed. “Uncross your legs. I didn’t give you permission to cover your pussy.”
She thought he was teasing her for a second, then realized he was completely serious. Unsure how she felt about this development, she slowly uncrossed her legs.
He moved over to the bed and pushed her legs farther apart. “Your cunt is still covered with my seed. The sight thrills me. I’ve waited my entire life for this. Nothing is more beautiful to me.”
His words sent a wave of heat rushing through her. She’d never liked that word ‘cunt,’ but it fit his mood. He’d marked her like an animal marked its territory. So why didn’t she feel soiled? She felt dirty, but it wasn’t the shameful, degrading sort of dirty. His possessiveness thrilled her, made her feel wanted, desired.
He reached between her legs and stroked her wet crease, fingers sliding around in his cum. His fingertip passed over her clit and she moaned, then caught his wrist. “No more until you’re naked. A deal’s a deal.”
He looked as if he’d object, but he just caressed her clit a few times, then pulled his hand back and licked his finger. Not only did they love the taste of her arousal, they enjoyed tasting their cum on her flesh—and in her mouth. She had been so wrong about oral pleasures. It was making her wet and tingly just thinking about their mouths on her pussy and their cocks in her mouth.
They stood side by side and quickly shed their uniforms. Their tops came off first and they paused, giving her time to notice their contrasts and similarities. They both had wide chests and sharply defined abs. Urrya’s orvatta was dark with a shimmering iridescent sheen. It spanned his chest and encircled his arms, which was the usual pattern, but his also spiraled down the center of his chest and disappeared into his pants. Oseth’s orvatta was burnt orange and seemed to stay on his upper torso and arms. Her inspection got no further before they continued their striptease. They tugged off their boots and pulled down their pants, kicking them aside with a dramatic
flourish that made her laugh.
Urrya planted his fists on his hips and raised his chin. “Look quickly, kitten. I need you again.”
She glanced at his rapidly hardening cock and grinned. That would soon be in her mouth, sliding over her tongue and against her lips. But first, she wanted to see her mates, to know every inch of their amazing bodies. She stood and moved around them in a slow circle, much as they’d done with her.
“Very nice,” she murmured as she admired their tight butts and long muscular legs. Urrya was a few inches taller, while Oseth was more heavily muscled. Their orvattas fascinated her. The twisting, flowing designs were similar, and yet completely different. Oseth’s was one solid color, vivid and velvety. Much like the flashes of color in his eyes, Urrya’s markings were mysterious and changeable. She wanted to follow the spiraling pattern all the way down his torso and then around his thick shaft. She wanted to run her hands and her lips all over both of them, driving them as crazy as they made her.
“Now your wings,” she prompted when she stood in front of them again.
Urrya motioned Oseth out of the way. He hurried to her side and faced Urrya, clearly eager to see the spectacle too. “I don’t care how many times I’ve seen this. It still takes my breath away.”
Positioning himself so there was plenty of room to either side of his body, Urrya closed his eyes and manifested his wings.
Erin’s hand flew to her mouth and her heart flipped over in her chest. Constructed entirely of churning iridescent light, his ‘wings’ were unlike anything Erin had ever seen. Beautiful didn’t begin to describe them. They were ethereal and fantastical, otherworldly and... She just shook her head, abandoning her search for adjectives. He smiled, obviously pleased by her reaction.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I know it takes a ton of energy to do that.”
He chuckled and his wings disintegrated in a cloud of shimmering sparks. “And how do you know that, my curious kitten?”
“Well, that’s what I’d heard,” she corrected. “They’re extraordinary.” She turned and looked at Oseth. “You’re both unbelievable.”
Urrya pulled her to him and lightly kissed her mouth. “Are you ready to pay the price for this little show and tell?”
She licked her lips as desire pulsed between her thighs. “Almost.” She motioned toward his orvatta. “Can I touch it? I think your orvatta is almost as beautiful as your wings.”
“Touch him,” Oseth urged. “I want to see if his orvatta flares. I’ve heard about it, but never seen it happen.”
“What are you talking about?” she asked.
“When a Ventori male encounters his potential mate, his orvatta reacts to her,” Urrya told her. “It would be another signal that you were meant for me, for us.”
Curious and a bit intimidated, she reached for Urrya, hand trembling. Her fingertips brushed the curving lines on his shoulder and he gasped. His orvatta flared, undulating as if it were alive.
“Again,” Urrya whispered, eyes tightly closed.
She followed the design across his shoulder and onto his chest. It rose and rolled, following her fingers. Tears blurred her vision and her heartbeat thundered through her veins.
Suddenly he grabbed her hand and pressed her palm flat against his skin. “Stop or I’ll come.”
She looked down and grinned. She’d been so fascinated by his orvatta that she didn’t notice the massive erection now jutting out from his groin. “So come. I’ll get you hard again.”
With a savage groan, he wrapped her free hand around his cock. “Touch me, mate. You are mine in every way. Nothing will keep me from you now!”
The claim should have terrified her, but it made her feel powerful. She traced his orvatta and pumped his cock. She was the most important person in the universe for this amazing man. He shook from her touch and needed her desperately.
Urrya blinked several times as he opened his eyes. “Now Oseth. See if he flares for you too.”
She turned toward Oseth with a cautious smile. Their compatibility scores were almost perfect. Could lightning strike for her twice? Very slowly, she reached out and touched her fingertips to Oseth’s shoulder. She pressed her skin against his, helplessly holding her breath.
His reaction was much the same as Urrya’s. Oseth tensed, eyes squeezing shut. “More. I need more.” He grabbed her wrist and flattened her hand over his orvatta. Heat rose and she could feel the mark shifting against her palm. “I didn’t think... I never dreamed.” He opened his eyes and grinned at her. “Partonese don’t have mates. I didn’t think this was possible for me.” Smiling broadly, she caressed her way down his arm. Her fingertips tingled and her pussy rippled, more than ready for more of them. Oseth moved behind her, running his hands boldly over her naked body. “You are so damn hot.” He pressed against her, rubbing his cock against her naked back. She wanted to explore his body too, but there was no stopping this runaway train.
“On your knees,” Urrya ordered, his hands in her hair urging her down. “I need your mouth. Right fucking now!”
She started to obey, but Oseth caught her hips. “Bend over instead. I want your pussy.”
And whatever they wanted, she would give them. She was their mate, their soulmate, their wife, whatever word they wanted to apply. She was theirs to adore or use, to hurt or pleasure. She belonged to them, and they belonged to her. She bent from the waist and moved her legs farther apart, offering Oseth her pussy as she sucked Urrya deep into her mouth.
Chapter Five
“We won’t be gone long,” Urrya stressed. “Two hours at the very most.”
Erin’s expressive eyes shifted from Urrya to Oseth and his heart fell. Did she expect him to convince Urrya to bring her along? What they needed was in Instrimn, a midsized city notorious for its xenophobic policies. But they had no choice. Instrimn was the nearest location also large enough to produce something this technologically sophisticated. “Sweetheart, Tavorians are seriously hostile to off-worlders. We’ve had garbage thrown at us, even rocks. Who knows what they’d do if they got a look at you. We don’t want to subject you to that sort of ugliness.”
“Couldn’t I just stay in the ship?” she asked hopefully.
They stood in the mansion’s kitchen, which connected to the transport bays, but she had started her campaign for inclusion while they dressed. She looked so damn beautiful this morning, it was almost impossible to deny her anything. Her hair flowed past her shoulders in crimson waves, her eyes had never looked so blue, and her lips still had that kiss-swollen fullness that drove him crazy.
“You’re much safer here.” Urrya’s tone hardened. He was losing patience with her passive-aggressive resistance. “The estate is secluded. No one bothers us as long as we stay on the grounds.”
She still looked horribly disappointed. “There isn’t any other way to fix this?”
“The central computer locked up.” Urrya hated repeating himself, but her sad eyes and dejected posture was killing them both. “The printers are controlled by the central computer. We can’t manufacture anything. We’re dead in the water until we find these components.”
“We usually get anything we need on a less hostile planet, but Azra’s offline too,” Oseth explained.
“All right,” she finally relented with a sigh. “I’ll find something to do.”
Oseth didn’t like the sound of that. “If you want to explore that’s fine, but stay in the mansion. Parts of the castle are unsafe.”
“And do not go outside,” Urrya insisted. “No one knows you’re here and we want to keep it that way as long as possible. We’re not being dramatic. Tavorians react very badly to ‘invaders’ from any other planet. We interact very little with anyone here.”
“I have the digi-sheet.” She held up the flexible device that performed a wide range of functions. “Will it still work with the main computer down?”
Oseth nodded. “A lot of its processes will be unavailable, but you should still have games and ente
rtainment files. I also loaded some info on Celestians, Partonese, and Tavorians. You know a good bit about the Ventori, but I thought you might like to know more about the other cultures.”
“Thank you, and you’re right. I’d love to know more about the cultures that helped shape you guys.”
“Good. Then you should have more than enough options to fill an hour or two.”
“Then go.” She waved them toward the door. “The sooner you leave, the sooner you’ll return.”
They each gave her a quick kiss and hurried into the bay before she changed her mind.
Urrya laughed as he strode toward the compact shuttle, one of three transports available to them. “That female is trouble with a capital T. We shouldn’t let her argue like that.”
“She’s been here for thirteen days, but she’s only been conscious for the past two. We’ve got plenty of time to work on her attitude.”
“The rest of our lives,” Urrya said softly. “Finding a compatible female was shocking enough, but I can’t believe I found my soulmate. I’m only half Celestian. I wasn’t even sure the concept applied to me.”
Oseth smiled, but the discovery had been oddly troubling for him. Did this soulmate business mean she would be more closely connected to Urrya than Azra and him? How different was a soul bond from the link they’d form when they claimed her?
He watched Urrya as he climbed aboard the two-person shuttle. What heterosexual female wouldn’t fall in love with him? He was by far the best-looking member of their pod. And Azra was a gatekeeper with all sorts of magic powers. How was a common hybrid mercenary supposed to compete with a fallen angel and a sorcerer?
Expelling a sigh of frustration, he climbed in after Urrya and slipped in behind the pilot’s control panel. The shuttle was mostly automated, so Urrya preferred to use travel time to catch up on communications or just relax. Oseth brought the ship out of hibernation and told it their destination. The holographic controls came to life, forming a multicolor grid directly in front of him. He pushed his hands into the matrix and brought up the main navigation screen, quickly confirming their destination. The bay doors opened and the shuttle powered up.
