Two Men and a Lady

by Cricket Starr, Lynn LaFleur, Michele R. Bardsley

  “Well, ordinarily no,” Lija said. “But as it happens my father isn’t king of Axona…up to now he’s been the prince regent, waiting for me to reach my majority. Our planet is ruled by a hereditary queen, and as of yesterday that’s me. While most of the time an Axonian queen chooses only one consort, there is no law that says she can’t have two, or more if she likes.”

  Hopeful interest entered her eyes. “You don’t suppose there could be another Zelion like you who needs a true mate?”

  Jackon’s howl of protest was broken off by Gehon’s laughter. “You really think you’d be able to handle more than two Zelions in your bed, Lija?”

  “No, I suppose not. I’ll stick with the pair of you,” she said, grinning impudently. Then she kissed them both, first Jackon then Gehon. “You’re the men I’m in love with.”

  Jackon used his free hand to stroke her shoulder. “We’re in love with you, too.”

  “I know.” She smiled and tugged on the braid. “So, ready to meet Daddy?” Side by side Jackon and Gehon walked behind her, as she led them into the audience room of the palace.

  “Lija, honey,” Jackon asked just before they went past the curious eyes of the Axona elite. “I was wondering. I don’t suppose you kept that Natarn dress?”

  She looked surprised, but Gehon smiled, nodding at the memory.

  “I did,” she said, “but why are you interested?”

  The Zelion men exchanged glances and Jackon knew they’d had the same ideas about that garment. He grinned happily. This was going to be quite a marriage where the men had so much in common. “Gehon and I were thinking about what you might wear on our wedding night…”

  Lija gave them both a disgusted look. “Oh, no. It will be a dark day on the sun before I ever wear that thing again!”

  * * * * *

  With one strong, final pull, Lija fastened the maroon bodice tightly across her breasts. She had to suck in her breath a little for the catches to meet, but the resulting cleavage was worth it. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, patting her still relatively flat stomach, revealed by the hip-hugging pink gauze pants.

  The Natarn dress still fit, even if she wasn’t quite as trim as she used to be. Well, after five years of marriage and two children, she had a right to the few extra centimeters she’d acquired, even if it did make her husbands’ favorite fantasy garment a little tight.

  Not that her men would mind. Once they saw her in this, they’d be ready for action, the first being to get her out of it. Lija grinned at the thought of both their hands vying to unfasten her, taking turns…or not, as the case might be. She fingered the barely visible mend that the pants had required after Jackon had playfully tried to remove them with his teeth. It was a wonder the outfit still survived with all the use it had gotten.

  She took one last admiring look at her reflection. And to think she’d once said she’d never wear this outfit again. As it happened, she’d often put it on when the pressures of life as a monarch grew too much and she needed a distraction. Sometimes she liked to surprise the guys, particularly when they were too sidetracked to come to bed on time.

  Five years of marriage and they were becoming too comfortable in it. Time to shake things up a bit.

  Lija headed for the lounge. From the open door she heard Gehon and Jackon arguing playfully as usual. It was Gehon’s turn to stay with her for the month, acting as royal consort and keeping her bed warm while Jackon took The Traveler out on the spaceways, accompanied by one of their younger Zelion cousins. This had become the pattern they’d established early in their marriage.

  While her duties as queen of Axona weren’t too strenuous, it did keep her busy and having at least one man around to share the load helped tremendously. Also, during the past five years Jackon and Gehon’s trading business had grown to the point that involving a younger set of men made sense. They were even talking about purchasing an extra ship sometime in the near future and manning it with their plentiful supply of Zelion relatives.

  While they’d remained partners as well as good friends, Gehon and Jackon divided their time equally between the ship and her bed. They were just too possessive to share her for long. When she became pregnant, the men had been almost fanatical about knowing just who had made her conceive—not that it hadn’t been perfectly clear when each of their sons had been born just who’d fathered whom. Fortunately, in spite of that, it also hadn’t made a difference in how they treated the boys, who effectively had two fathers.

  The one time the three of them were together for certain was on their wedding anniversary—and that was today. Lija sighed. Five years…the time seemed both longer and shorter. Tonight she had an idea to propose that might make it more common for both men to stay with her and share her bed. She had a plan that could work to keep both her men satisfied for some time to come, not to mention fulfilling one of her little fantasies, the one that had come to mind ever since she realized she had two devoted husbands.

  Lija could hear their banter through the open door. “So how is Marlon working out?” Gehon asked. Lija knew that Marlon was the latest young cousin to join The Traveler‘s crew.

  “Pretty good. He did really well in bargaining against the Trowls.”

  “Oh?” Gehon sounded almost miffed. “As good as me?”

  Jackon’s loud laugh could have been heard on Zelion itself. “Oh, far better. He didn’t get as distracted as you always got by their women. Marlon knows when the time is right to indulge in the flesh…and not before.”

  “Oh, like you ever were able to ignore a Trowl woman in the old days.”

  Lija suppressed a snicker. Like any woman could hold either of her husbands’ attention the way she did. She glanced into the room where the men traded insults and smiled. On the couch, her son Jaon’s pale head rested against Gehon’s knee, while Jackon cuddled toddler Gaj, his thin shock of hair a red flame against the man’s white shirt. Kept up well past their bedtime in honor of having both their daddies present, the boys’ heads nodded sleepily, oblivious to their fathers’ conversation.

  “Don’t you think it’s time for everyone to be in bed?” she asked, stepping into the room.

  As she predicted, both men’s faces lit up at her attire and it took only moments for them to disappear in the direction of the boys’ bedroom, only pausing long enough to allow her to give both of her offspring a goodnight kiss.

  Returning to the bedroom, Lija moved around the large bed she shared with her men, lighting candles and laying out the special bottle of oil she’d bought for this occasion. In minutes Gehon and Jackon were back, their flushed, eager faces promising her a wedding anniversary long to be remembered.

  Both men approached and gathered her into their arms, one on either side. “Happy anniversary, Lija,” Gehon told her, as if he hadn’t said exactly the same thing that morning when they’d awakened.

  As was usual for him on his “off” months, Jackon held back, a tinge of bittersweet in his smile. “Happy anniversary. May we have a hundred more.”

  “A hundred more at least, my husbands.” Lija returned their smiles as well as their kisses. “I’ve been looking forward to tonight for some time. There is something special I want to try.”

  Gehon exchanged a wary look with Jackon. “What would that be, our lady?”

  She trailed a hand along each of their strongly masculine chests. “Oh, something that occurred to me a long time ago, when I realized I could have both of you at once in my bed. Something that I could only do with two men.”

  Interest fired in both men’s eyes. Jackon, this month’s odd man out, seemed especially intrigued. “What did you have in mind, Lija?”

  “Join me on the bed and I’ll show you.”

  One look at the bottle of heavy oil on the table and two pairs of male eyebrows went up in unison. Gehon lifted it and examined the contents. “Lija, honey…if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking…” His voice trailed off as he swallowed, his concern evident.

 
; Clearly a bold answer was needed. Lija fixed both men with her sexiest stare. “I want to have both of you inside me at once.”

  “Won’t it hurt you to do this?” Jackon asked, equally apprehensive.

  She caressed both their worried faces. “It is a fantasy of mine to be able to give you both pleasure. If it is a problem, then we can stop, but I’d like to try it at least this one time. I read about it in that book you brought me for my birthing day.”

  Gehon grimaced. The book of erotic tales had been his present to her, brought back from his last trading trip. It had featured a number of stories of trios like theirs in various sexual situations, including the one she had in mind. “I hadn’t meant it to be a suggestion, Lija.”

  Her smile broadened. “I didn’t think you did, although I very much enjoyed reading it. And it gave me a few ideas.” She shrugged. “If we find we don’t care for it, we don’t have to do it again.”

  The men took a little time to think it over, then Jackon nodded and Gehon held out his hands. “If this is your choice, Lija,” Gehon said.

  At their agreement, Lija tingled all over in sudden sensual awareness. Two strong, ready men, two ever-ready cocks. She grinned. “It always has been my choice—to be with you.” She indicated the bed. “Let’s move, then.”

  In moments they were naked on the soft surface, Lija’s garments mixing with her husbands’ on the floor. The men knelt before her on the bed and she took turns suckling their cocks until both were slick and at full mast.

  Gehon uncapped the bottle of oil and the heavy aromatic odor filled the room, sweet and sexy. He poured some in his hand then handed the bottle to Jackon who did the same. Lija lay on her side as they took positions in front and behind her, spreading the oil across her skin in long sensual strokes that served to heighten her need. So good their touch was, she thought. Sexual need coursed through her, particularly when Jackon lifted her leg to rub oil on her clit, pussy and ass.

  He’d always had the most talented fingers, Lija thought, lifting her leg higher to give him better access. Then Jackon’s hand moved further back while Gehon’s took the front and she could have melted on the spot. Someone’s free hand tweaked her nipples, and she felt Jackon nibble the back of her neck while Gehon engaged her mouth in a tongue battle.

  In the midst of her pleasure, a brief surge of pity coursed through Lija for all those women in the universe who didn’t have two husbands to make love to them at once. It was simply so unfair…not that she’d give either of hers up, ever.

  But this was just the precursor to what she really wanted. The men were clearly delaying getting to the heart of her request, something rather unusual for them given the hurry they usually were in, to be inside her. Apparently they were still a little uncomfortable with the idea. It was sweet in a way—they wanted to protect her—but it was frustrating as well.

  Then she felt Jackon’s fingers start to tease her anus in a way they hadn’t before, probing and stretching, preparing her for something larger. Lija hid her grin. It was a good thing he was odd-man this month and so he’d get the honor of trying this new kind of entry first. Jackon always had been the more adventuresome of the men when it came to sex.

  At the same time, Gehon had rubbed oil on his cock and was now slowly rubbing it along her clit with sensuous movements that nearly drove her insane. With what Gehon was doing, Lija was barely aware of when Jackon’s fingers disappeared from her ass, but she knew when they were replaced by the oil-slickened head of his cock. As it pressed slowly into her ass, she couldn’t help but notice that!

  She tried to control her gasp. Jackon’s initial entry was painful, but Gehon’s efforts on her clit drove her into a sudden and complete orgasm that took precedence over everything else. When Lija’s mind cleared, she could feel Jackon’s cock firmly wedged deep inside her.

  “Am I hurting you?” he asked into her ear, worry in his voice, but the huskiness of passion as well. He clearly liked being inside all that tightness.

  She was finding having him there rather likeable herself. “A little before, but not now. It’s…interesting.”

  “Interesting,” Jackon laughed shortly. “Yeah, that it is.”

  “Let’s see how interesting you find this,” Gehon said, a touch of jealousy in his voice. He slid his cock along her folds until the tip reached the opening to her slit, and leaned into her, making his presence felt. With one move he surged into her, filling her as completely as Jackon had. Lija moaned as he took possession, driving deep within her.

  Filled from before and behind, she couldn’t have imagined how intensely pleasurable the reality of it was, both men’s cocks in her pussy and ass. It was beyond anything she’d ever imagined.

  Each man took a single long stroke and pleasure took on a whole new level of meaning. Lija moaned as the men moved in unison, her body convulsing between them. Orgasms began, small at first, but then longer and more intense, climaxes that came hard and fast, one after another, each one stronger than before. Lija cried out with each one, her voice near raw with the intensity of her screams.

  Before and behind her, she felt the hard bodies of her husbands tense, then she heard first Jackon then Gehon give their own shouts of ecstasy as her ass and pussy milked them into completion. Hot cum flowed into her, adding to her sensory overload until she could only lie replete on the bed.

  It was fast, hard, and intense…and everything she’d hoped for. She could only hope the men felt the same way about it. From the way they were breathing and kissing whatever skin of hers was within reach, that seemed likely.

  Afterward they lay together, arms and legs tangled until it was hard to pinpoint just who had their hand where, but no one cared. Lija saw the future stretched before her, more nights like this one, more times spent in the arms of her lovers, either singularly or together like tonight. A wonderful future for them, filled with love and laughter and incredibly pleasurable sex.

  For a moment Lija remembered her vision on the ship when she’d first spent time with Gehon and seen her children, the boys she already had and the daughter still to come. Could she have conceived that child tonight? If so, it would be Gehon’s, but she knew that already from the child’s eyes. It seemed appropriate that Jackon would have been present as well at her daughter’s conception. He was as much her husband as Gehon and deserved to be part of that child’s creation.

  Lija snuggled closer to her men and hoped she was right about her daughter. What a wonderful night to make a child. When she finally recovered enough to speak she laughed softly.

  “You wondered if I knew what I was doing, but I was right—that was a good way for us to make love.” She accepted their chuckled agreement before continuing. “After all, I’m queen and I have to do what is best for myself, and my people. Fortunately I’ve always made excellent choices, the best of which was falling in love with the two of you.”

  Both men joined in her laughter.

  “That’s true, Lija, and we love you, too. But how could you have possibly failed to make a good choice?” Jackon told her, pulling her into his arms and kissing one side of her face. “After all, when a lady starts with a pair of Zelion warriors…”

  Gehon kissed her other cheek and pulled her even closer. “…any choice she makes is bound to be a good one.”

  The End

  And Best Friend Makes Three

  Lynn LaFleur

  Chapter One

  Brenna West loved spring. She loved to see the flowers blooming, the grass turning green, the trees filling out with leaves. The feel of a gentle breeze on her face always made her smile. With the cool, cloudy weather being the norm for several months, spring came later to the Pacific Northwest than in other parts of the country. That made the unseasonably warm weather with temperatures in the high sixties even more enjoyable. Spring meant a time of rebirth, a fresh start.

  A time for love.

  Lowering the window of her BMW, she sniffed deeply of the fresh, sun-scented air. This sixteenth day o
f April was extraordinary for another reason—it meant one year with Eric.

  Meeting Eric McFarland was the best thing that ever happened to her.

  She’d walked into his real estate office, intent only on looking at listings for houses. Instead, she’d taken one look at Eric and her heart had started pounding. When he offered to show her the houses in her price range, she’d quickly agreed.

  By the time they’d toured the third house, she had no doubt she was already falling for him.

  Brenna had never imagined she could love a man as much as she loved Eric. His dark, wavy hair, gray eyes and husky body had sent her hormones into a frenzy. His movie star looks naturally drew her attention first, but his caring heart had made her fall so hard for him.

  The amazing, wonderful thing about loving Eric was the fact that he loved her, too.

  Tonight would be special. Brenna had planned an anniversary dinner for them, including the baked salmon, au gratin potatoes, and spinach salad Eric enjoyed so much. She’d left work early after telling her boss, Carey, that it was her and Eric’s special day. She wanted to give herself time to prepare the meal, her house…and herself.

  Oh, yes, she had plans for her amazing lover. She glanced at the large sack that she’d picked up from her girlfriend in Tumwater. Once a month, she restocked her candle supply from her friend’s boutique. She’d gone a little overboard this time and bought double what she usually did, but she planned to use most of them this weekend. She always burned candles while she and Eric made love, and she intended to make love with him many times over the weekend. Work had taken her out of town for three days. She’d missed being in his arms, feeling him inside her. Tonight, she would start making up for those three days without him.

  Her cell phone rang as she pulled into a parking spot at the grocery store. She turned off the ignition and fumbled for her bag. As usual, her phone lay somewhere in the bottom of the large tote she used as a purse.

  “Keep ringing,” she mumbled. “I’ll find you.” She pushed aside her calendar, compact, notepad, a tube of mascara, a package of tissues and several pens. “Aha!” Grabbing the phone, she quickly punched the “Yes” button without looking at the display to see the caller’s number. “Hello?”