Sharing the Female from Earth [Lost in Space 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  Kane stood up and looked down at him. Veran didn’t stand, not wanting to appear confrontational with the human male. He feared all was lost when Kane didn’t immediately answer him. Then the male took a step closer and held out his hand to him. Kane took it and allowed the other male to help him stand.

  “I would be honored to share her care with you and her favors. I do not believe that Della is the kind of woman we should keep things from. We cannot wait to tell her what we want and ask her to accept us. She will sense our change and worry what we are keeping from her,” Kane said.

  “Are you saying we should go to her tonight with our proposal? She is tired and is probably already resting. We can talk to her in the morning,” Veran said.

  “No. I know human females much better than you do and I know more about Della than you. I’ve watched her on the shuttle nearly the entire trip. She knew her chosen husbands didn’t really want her and it hurt her. I don’t want her to feel for one instant something is wrong. We can never keep anything from her. She expects complete honesty.”

  Veran could tell Kane believed this completely. He nodded, agreeing that if Kane thought it was best then it was what they should do. Now that the moment was upon him, Veran was nervous about how she would react.

  He allowed Kane to lead the way back through the meal prep room to the hall and to her door. There Kane hesitated.

  “Do we knock or just open the door to go in?” he asked.

  Veran shrugged and reached out to knock on Della’s door. The door opened, making both men take a quick step back. Her eyes widened and a hand went to her chest that was covered by an overly large shirt, much like the robe the healers wore. He frowned at it. It barely covered her body, stopping only a few fingers below her thighs. Her thighs looked ripe enough for him to take a bite out of. That thought had him quickly reversing his gaze to find an amused Della staring at him.

  “Why are the two of you standing outside my door?” she asked.

  “Where were you going?” Kane asked right back.

  Veran winced. He had to stop this before there were words exchanged.

  “We wanted to talk to you, little one.”

  “I wanted to talk to the two of you as well. Come in. I need to sit down,” she said, the laughter fading from her eyes now.

  He and Kane followed her into her sleeping room. The bed had been mussed as if she’d tried to sleep and couldn’t. Her pack was still obviously full and sitting at the foot of the bed. This bothered Veran. He had hoped she would at least feel at home enough to make the room hers. It had been designed for his mate should he ever have the blessing of finding one. He’d wanted the female to be comfortable and feel cherished and cared for. Why hadn’t she unpacked? Maybe it was that it was all thrown together things that hadn’t really been hers and she was waiting for new clothes. He hoped that was the reason and allowed the fear to fall away for now.

  “What did you wish to talk to us about, Della?” Kane asked her as she sat on the bed.

  “Um, could you both sit down? I feel overwhelmed with you both towering over me like that.”

  Kane sank to the floor and sat cross legged without difficulty. Veran didn’t normally sit on the floor. It was a long way to get up again. It was something warriors learned quickly and strived to refrain from ending up there often. Still, to make Della feel more comfortable, he lowered himself to the floor and attempted to sit as Kane did, with very poor results.

  Della smiled at him but quickly hid it again. It didn’t bother him that she was amused. What bothered him was what she wanted to talk to them both about. And that blessed unemptied pack.

  “I know that both of you wish to claim me as your, um, mate. I care about you both and would be honored to be either of yours mate, but I can’t choose between you. It is killing me a little inside just thinking about it.” She drew in a breath and looked over at Kane. “You know that we were going to share a husband when we got to Omega. It was the plan all along. Can we still do this, Kane? Will you be okay to share me with Veran?”

  Kane started to say something, but she hurried ahead. “You can explain to him how it was supposed to work and that it would mean that I didn’t have to choose between you. It would work really well, Veran.” She turned to him. “While I’m comfortable with you, I’m still nervous and not completely used to you or the customs here.”

  Kane had a slight smile on his mouth and appeared ready to tell her it had been what they wanted to talk to her about as well. Veran couldn’t stand to see Della worry over it any longer. He surged to his knees and pulled her into a hug, landing them both on the floor but with her safely on top of him.

  “I promise, Veran. I wouldn’t play favorites,” she began. He cut her off with his mouth.

  Her lips were as soft as flower petals and tasted like warm Sheffen butter made from the same flower’s nectar. He could feast on her for hours, or days, even. Her lips parted, allowing him to sweep his tongue deep inside her delicate mouth. She moaned as he explored the comforting warmth and teased her delicately ridged roof before slowing the kiss and pulling back.

  “We both want to share you, little one. We’d already talked and agreed it was the best solution. Neither one of us is willing to let you go. Kane felt as if I could keep you safer than he could, but I don’t know the little things about human females like the foot massage thing that you will need.” Veran handed her over to Kane, who’d gritted his teeth but hadn’t snatched her from him.

  “Are you sure, Kane? You will be happy with this?” she asked.

  Veran watched her search his face and to his new co-mate’s defense, his face showed no hint that he wasn’t perfectly happy with the arrangement.

  “I’m sure, Della. Both of us want you happy and safe. I think between the two of us that we can do that,” he said.

  “What will everyone else think?” she asked, turning to look at Veran. “Will your council allow us to do this or will they try to separate us? I won’t allow it. If they want babies from me they’ll leave us alone.”

  Veran laughed, relaxing on the floor and reveling in her venomous assertion. He hadn’t felt this light since he’d been a young male. She was going to keep him on his toes and brighten his entire world.

  “Do not worry, Della, mine. They will not try and separate us. It is a rule here since the loss of nearly all of our females and children that mates are shared between two males to assure they are always cared for and safe. Like I explained to Kane, one mate cares for the female while the other works. They occasionally switch out. It will be fine.”

  “It is the other humans we have to worry about,” Kane told her. “They will not affect us, but could try to cause problems. Some of them will be fine with it, but there are a few I do not trust not to try to stop more females from choosing to go along with it.”

  She smiled. “Especially when they find out that one mate will always be around to take care of them.”

  “Perhaps I should make it known to our males right away to make sure the females all know this so they are not prevented from learning about it,” Veran said, thinking out loud.

  “I think you should discuss it with your council and make sure the rule you are talking about stays in place and then announce it to everyone at one time, along with the perks of having two mates, especially if one is human and the other Levassian. It will allow the women to get all the facts and stop any of the men who planned to do it from keeping things from them. Unfortunately, some human men tend to think they know what is best for females and try to make decisions for them.” Della smiled over at him from Kane’s lap.

  “What are perks?” he asked.

  “Positives. Like it’s a positive or perk to have two men at my beck and call. Two men to fawn over me at all times, and if one is gone for some reason, like to work, there is always the other one to step in and handle any need I have.” She batted her eyelashes at both of them.

  Veran’s cock surged with blood. He’d managed to suppress his n
eeds for the most part, but after having had her on top of him, and his mouth on hers, he couldn’t stop the burning need he had to claim her.

  “I think I’d like to try out my perks now,” Della said in a purring voice. “Maybe you could start showing me what having two males would be like so I can make my decision.”

  Chapter Ten

  “The bed,” Kane said.

  To his surprise, Veran got up and bent to help pull Kane up, with Della in his arms. Kane sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around the only woman he’d ever really cared about. He hadn’t known Allie, the woman who he’d married back on Earth. His partner, Joe, who hadn’t made it from their cabin alive, had been over the moon about her, but Kane had merely hoped they would grow to care about each other over time. When he had gone to find her after he’d managed to escape from his cabin, there had been nothing left of that side of the hall her cabin had been on and no amount of calling out for her had worked.

  Now he had the woman of his dreams on his lap agreeing to be his wife. Yes, he was sharing that right, but he had been going to share Allie, who he hadn’t really been attracted to in the first place. This would work.

  He buried his nose against her neck and breathed her scent in. Vanilla and something tangy, and all woman. His cock jerked where it lay trapped beneath his jeans and the hot body of his woman.

  “I can’t wait to explore every part of your body, woman. I want to lick and suck every inch until I know you better than I know my own body.”

  He heard something hit the floor and looked over Della’s shoulder to find Veran undressing. It had been a boot that had bounced when Veran dropped it. When the now-nude male turned around, Kane knew a moment of worry for Della. The Levassian was hung like a damn elephant.

  Della must have seen the look on his face because she turned around and her mouth dropped open as well. A soft oh escaped her open mouth, capturing Veran’s attention as he folded his clothes. He looked up and smiled, then frowned.

  “What is wrong? I thought we were made the same? Will it not work?” he asked.

  “I–I…” She drew in a deep breath and started again. “Same parts, different size.”

  Veran frowned. “If I’m smaller than you are used to, I can still satisfy you with my mouth, little one. I will make sure you are satisfied.”

  Kane started laughing. He couldn’t help it. He was the one who should be worried about being inadequate and Veran was the one promising to make it up to her.

  “Veran, stop. You are plenty big enough. In fact, I’m more worried if you will even fit. It’s going to take a lot of foreplay. That’s all I’m going to say on the subject.” Kane kissed a still-gaping Della on the mouth and carefully moved her to the bed before standing up.

  “Better start, um, sucking up while I get undressed.”

  Kane decided he wouldn’t feel threatened by Veran at all since the poor man would never know what it felt like to sink his cock inside her tight ass or the feel of her mouth surrounding his cock. Even if she did manage to wrap her mouth around him, she’d never get more than an inch or so of the thick dick down.

  Veran seemed a little confused until Della removed the T-shirt she’d worn to sleep in and cupped her breasts in her hands. That clued him in just fine.

  While he pulled off his socks and boots, then rolled his jeans down his legs, making sure not to catch the skin of his shaft in the zipper, Kane watched as Veran knelt between Della’s legs and sucked one hard nipple into his mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head with obvious delight. That’s when it hit him that more than likely this would be Veran’s first time with a woman. He wondered if Della had thought about that.

  Kane rushed to step out of his boxer briefs and climb onto the bed next to Vella. He wanted to warn her so that she didn’t show any surprise if Veran wasn’t able to last with her. She would be mortified if she embarrassed him on his first time with a woman.

  Leaning in, he kissed along her neck and up to her ears where he nipped at her ear lobe. Veran had begun to make his way own her abdomen with his mouth. When he reached her panties, he pulled them down and off her legs, tossing them across the room. It was a big jump from the sight of him carefully folding his clothes earlier.

  As Veran began kissing and licking her pelvic area, Kane leaned in and whispered in Della’s ear. “This might be his first time with a woman. Don’t be surprised if he’s fast.”

  She didn’t say anything, just thrust her fingers into Veran’s long hair, attempting to pull it loose from the wrap he had it in. The Levassian pulled back and began removing the wrappings to allow it to fall free. Then he arched a brow up at Kane with a smile.

  “We have above average hearing compared to humans, my friend. She is not my first female, but she is the first one in a very, very long time.”

  Kane actually felt his face heat at the realization that Veran had heard him. He started to tell the male he was sorry, but he brushed it off.

  “I appreciate that you were trying to be, um, delicate with my feelings and warn Della of that fact, but I will be fine. Now help me prepare her for my slightly larger member,” he said.

  Kane grinned. “Cock. It’s called a cock or dick, and thank you for the slightly larger part.”

  In truth, Kane’s dick might have been a bit longer than Veran’s, but his shaft and bulbous head were much thicker than Kane’s. Della had stars in her eyes along with a healthy dose of worry as well. He knew Veran wouldn’t hurt her. He’d stop if it was too much for her to handle.

  Veran began swiping his tongue up and down Della’s sweet pussy, drawing gasps from her as she tossed her head back and forth. Kane took as much of one breast as he could into his mouth while pulling and pinching the other nipple. He could smell Della’s juices as Veran got them flowing. He couldn’t wait his turn to taste her hot cunt and bury his face in her wet heat.

  Each time he sucked on her nipple or took all he could manage of her breast into his mouth to suck, she groaned for him. He licked a circle around one nipple then blew over it before doing the same thing to the other one.

  “Good stars, she’s tight,” Veran said, as he sank one of his thick digits into her cunt.

  “Think about how it’s going to feel have all that wet heat wrapped around your dick,” he said, teasing the other man.

  “By Zereth! I’ll never last. I thought I would, but I know I won’t once I’m inside of her. She’s hot and wet and so tight.” Veran moaned.

  As Kane continued to torture her nipples with his fingers, tongue, and teeth, Veran added a second finger to her tight core. He watched as the other man moved his large fingers in and out of her while licking around her clit and wasn’t the least bit surprised when Della erupted into a full-blown orgasm, complete with screams.

  Veran rode her bucks of passion out as Kane enjoyed the feeling of satisfaction that he’d helped to bring her to climax. Seeing her face twist in rapture had pulled pre-cum from his shaft.

  Her nails dug into the bedding beneath her, making Kane wish it had been his back or ass that had felt their biting grip. Next time. He would feel their sting next time.

  “Little one. That was amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Veran said, licking away some of the cream she’d left on his face with his long tongue. “You have the best taste. I could drink your nectar with every meal.”

  Della smiled but continued to pant as he lapped at her twice more before moving to one side. She frowned at him, her confusion obvious.

  “Why did you move? Aren’t you going to fuck me?” she asked.

  “Fuck you?” He looked over at Kane.

  “Take her, or mate her. You know. Stick your cock inside of her,” he finally said.

  Veran grinned. “I like that term. Fuck. I will teach it to Gressen and Sabin.”

  “So why did you stop?” she asked again.

  This time, Veran looked pained. “I think it would be best if Kane enters you first, since I’m thicker and will
stretch you more than I think is safe this first time.”

  Kane understood the male’s concerns. “I agree,” He looked over at Della. “Do you mind if I take you first?”

  She smiled and shook her head, lifting her arms up toward him. Kane didn’t hesitate. He climbed between her legs and fitted his cock at her slit before pressing forward and slowly breeching her pussy. He moaned and she threw her head back as he slowly worked his way inside her hot, wet cunt.

  “Fuck! You are so damn hot and wet, Della. I don’t think I’ll last long either. I’m already about to shoot my load.”

  Kane slowly retreated before shafting deep, enjoying the way her tissues sucked at him each time he withdrew. Every thrust felt as if he were going home. She belonged to him, him and Veran. They would take care of her together.

  “Woman, you’re killing me. My dick is throbbing with the need to come.” He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back into her again and again. Each thrust had her breasts bouncing on her chest, the sight stirring the juices in his balls.

  The harder he thrust, the tighter they got, drawing up in preparation of emptying their load. Della’s nails found purchase in his ass as he rode her, thrilling in the claiming of her as his woman. She was Veran’s, too, but she was his. His to care for and his to fill with his seed.

  The need became an urgent necessity as fire burned in his lower spine to rush upward. He roared just as Della screamed her climax to the roof and beyond. The tightening of her cunt around his cock actually strangled him for a second, then he was filling her with his cum, pulse after heart-wrenching pulse blocking out the slight sting of her nails digging into his back as he gave her everything he had.

  “Della,” he panted as he collapsed on top of her.

  Before he’d been there more than a split second, Veran gave him a push off of her. “Don’t smother her.”

  All he could do was grunt and stroke his woman’s cheek with one finger. That one finger was the only thing working on him right then. Breathing had turned from an automatic surety to a necessity requiring active thought at the moment.