A.O.E.M.: 4 Play

by Eve Vaughn

  Was there no end to the losers in her life? Was she a loser magnet? Maybe there were worse things in life than being alone. That’s it. No more men. They were trouble and caused too much heartache. The only person she could depend on was herself.

  “Damn, I need a vacation.”

  Chapter Two

  Roar watched as Bayoh and Talh positioned the naked maiden on her knees. Nika’s golden tail swished back and forth in her delight. Her white bottom was turned up in his direction in an enticing pose. She was beautiful with silvery tresses that looked as though they were kissed by the moonlight, creamy white skin that begged for a lover’s caress, and feline green eyes that seemed to promise many hours of pleasure.

  Yes, she was magnificent, but Roar felt absolutely nothing for her. Nika shot him a coy look, as though inviting him to join the ménage, but he remained still, choosing to observe his friends from the wall. She pouted when he shook his head, but her frown soon changed to a smile as Bayoh slid his cock inside her pretty pink pussy.

  Talh stroked Nika’s head before inserting his dick between her parted lips. She moaned as her head began to move back and forth over Talh’s cock. Talh pushed his dark red, waist-length hair out of his face, before clasping her head between his large hands.

  Bayoh pumped gently in and out of Nika’s sheath, gritting his teeth with concentration. “Your pussy feels wonderful.”

  “So does your mouth,” Talh added.

  Roar watched dispassionately, wishing he could feel something for the scene he witnessed before him. Even as his hands reached inside his soft elkskin pants to stroke his cock, he couldn’t muster up enough excitement to even enjoy watching.

  This was becoming a growing problem. It wasn’t that he could not become aroused. Actually, he was quite virile and often told what a good lover he was, but unfortunately Nika was not the woman for him.

  As a member of the Alpha Triad, one part of the ruling faction of the Manani people, he knew it was their duty to mate and produce heirs. However, Bayoh and Talh, the other two parts of the faction, had different ideas of who their mate should be.

  The male to female ratio was six to one and women were scarce among their people. Because of this, each female had three mates to take care of her every need. Of course there were males who chose to mate with each other, but there were still enough males who sought female mates for it to be an issue.

  Females were allowed to be pickier in choosing their mates than the males, even though it was a male-dominated culture. Among their people, when a male child was born, an elder would read his soul sign to match him with two other males. These three males would live under one household and be forever bonded through brotherhood and friendship.

  It was ordained before he was born that he, Bayoh, and Talh would lead the Manani: Roar the healer, Bayoh the chief hunter, and Talh the war chief. They were all respected and revered among their people living in the mystical land of the Laiocean, a land not visible to human eyes.

  They were generally a peaceful people, but territorial of their land. There was no one Roar felt closer to than his two friends -- his brothers. He would gladly give his life for either one, but the dissension between them was growing. The three couldn’t agree on a mate.

  For instance, Roar found Nika extremely attractive, but he saw her as a bratty little sister as they had all grown up together. She didn’t make his heart beat faster with just a glance. Bayoh and Talh seemed taken with her. On the other hand, there were women he found attractive that his friends didn’t.

  Even though there was a short supply of women, the Alpha Triad had more of a choice because of their higher status. Still it didn’t help their situation.

  Nika purred in the back of her throat as the two cocks slid in and out of her quivering body. She tore her mouth from Talh’s cock. “Oh, fuck me harder!” she demanded, slamming her hips back.

  Bayoh began to thrust harder before Talh reinserted his dick in her mouth. Feeling bored, Roar shed his clothes before shifting to his natural form. He needed to get out of there to think. He sauntered out of their dwelling to take a stroll through the forest, reveling in the feel of the soft earth beneath his paws.

  He stared down at the lake he came upon, looking at the reflection beneath him. His usually aquamarine eyes were now amber-circled with a ring of hazel. His long, shaggy golden mane rested around his broad face. He looked like he could use a little grooming.

  Roar sat back on his hind legs and began to lick his paws. He took pride in his beautiful caramel pelt and cleaned himself at every chance. His ears pricked up as he heard approaching feet. Two pair. He looked up to see Bayoh and Talh coming toward him. They were both dressed in a pair of soft leather pants and thigh-high boots. Their chests were bare.

  He was secure enough in his own masculinity to recognize and appreciate their male beauty. Bayoh with the short dark brown hair stood six feet six inches, the same height as Roar in humanoid form, while Talh with his waist-length auburn hair stood an inch taller.

  They both had lean but well-muscled bodies with broad shoulders, finely chiseled faces, full lips, and penetrating aquamarine eyes like his. They almost looked like true brothers. When Roar was in humanoid form he knew he looked a lot like them, except with short spiky blond hair.

  “Nika was very randy today. She is eager to mate with the three of us.” Talh sat down next to him.

  Maybe there’s something wrong with me, but I just can’t get excited about her. Roar projected his thoughts to them.

  “But she is the most sought-after female among our people, and her pussy is so damn tight and juicy, it makes me hard just thinking about it. She’s made it known she’s interested in being claimed by us,” Bayoh said with his hands on his hips. He was the most excitable of the triad, and it was obvious to Roar that Bayoh was the most impressed by Nika’s charms.

  She may be interested in being with us, but I’m not really too thrilled to claim her. The thought doesn’t excite me. She’s very beautiful -- I won’t dispute that, but… I don’t feel she’s the one.

  “This is ridiculous, guys. We’ll need to mate soon. We can’t retain our positions as leaders among our people if we don’t,” Talh interjected.

  “But we can’t agree on a mate. What do you suggest we do?” Bayoh raised a dark brow.

  “There’s always Chimera,” Talh suggested.

  “Chimera? If we can’t agree on our own women, what makes you think a human female would hold our interest,” Bayoh snorted, kicking a pile of dirt under his heel.

  “There are men who’ve journeyed to Chimera and found their mates. Human females are one of the few species who can bear our cubs,” Talh shot back.

  The human women generally take lots of time to adjust to our ways. Would it be worth doing? Roar looked up at his redheaded friend.

  “It’s worth a try and, to be honest, Nika stirs my loins, but not my heart.”

  “I don’t like the idea of mating with a human. Remember the human Tegor, Rain, and Geho brought back from Chimera? She screamed every time we shifted to our natural form. I have no time for weak human females. Nika will give us strong cubs to carry on our line, and not to mention, she’s insatiable in bed,” Bayoh argued.

  Have you forgotten we all have to agree on a mate?

  Bayoh’s lips flattened into a thin, disapproving line.

  “Let’s compromise. If after a week we don’t find a female who interests all of us, we’ll come back and take Nika as our mate.” Talh spoke, being the voice of reason.

  It was fair.

  Bayoh grunted his agreement, although it was apparent he wasn’t as into the suggestion as Roar and Talh.

  Roar eagerly nodded his head in agreement at the chance to find a mate and vacation on a beautiful tropical island in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle. Surely the three of them could find a mate among the women on Chimera.

  Roar certainly hoped so.

  * * *

  Trina clutched her invitation close
to her chest as she stepped off the plane. She could hardly believe her luck. Trina read the letter one more time to assure herself it was real.

  Congratulations, Trina Davis. You’ve won an all expense paid week on beautiful Chimera Island. Located in the geographical center of the Bermuda Triangle, Chimera Island offers both mystery and natural beauty beyond compare. Only the most adventurous traveler is welcome on Chimera, and we’ve determined that’s you, Trina Davis. Absolutely no obligation, but you must book now. Call 1-800-555-4AEM or visit www.margaretriley.com/aoem.html today to book your fantasy trip of a lifetime.

  Margaret Riley, CEO

  Shortly after kicking Tim out of her house and out of her life, she’d called her travel agent to book a quiet vacation away from civilization, but when it came time to pay, she found her credit card maxed out.

  Tim.

  If she hadn’t already kicked him out, Trina would have killed him. It’d been a hassle to cancel all the cards and get the banks to credit her accounts some of the funds she lost. Going through that mess had only strengthened her resolve to live a man-free life.

  One day after coming home from another tough day at work, she’d found a letter in the mail stating she’d won an all-expense-paid vacation to the island of Chimera, a place where dreams came true -- whatever that meant. At first Trina thought it was some kind of timeshare scam, and planned on tossing it in the garbage, but something held her back. She figured it wouldn’t hurt to call the number. When she did, a representative assured her she was chosen randomly from the residents of her area.

  The only thing she had to do in return was give them feedback on how much or how little she enjoyed the island. Kind of like a focus group member testing out a new product, but instead she got to enjoy the pleasures of a tropical island.

  Things like this didn’t happen to her. She had the worst luck imaginable. She was basically alone in the world with deceased parents and no siblings, so Trina had been taking care of herself since the age of seventeen.

  She’d worked very hard from the time she was a teenager until now, so she was looking forward to this vacation where she would be pampered and her every need would be seen to for an entire week.

  From now on she would be single and love it. Her theme song would be Destiny Child’s “Independent Woman.” Besides, men caused too much heartache.

  * * *

  The island was absolutely gorgeous. Trina gasped in awe as she took in the beauty of her surroundings. This was truly Paradise. She felt as though she had just landed on Fantasy Island and the only thing missing was Mr. Roarke and Tattoo.

  Trina giggled to herself as she thought about the look on Mr. Peterson’s face after she quit on the spot when he wouldn’t grant her the time off. Good riddance to that job. She was good at what she did, and there was enough in her savings to get by for a couple more months until she found another job.

  A large valet took her bags. “Welcome to Chimera, Miss Davis.”

  There was something odd about this man, who stood close to seven feet tall. Was she imagining things, or did this guy have a bluish tinge to his skin, and what was up with his Spock ears?

  Too weird.

  Oh well, she didn’t care about the appearance of the island staff as long as her vacation brought her the peace and quiet she sought. The tall, hulking valet led her to a limo. “This car will take you directly to your bungalow. There’s a restaurant, a nightclub, beach activities, horseback riding, and much more. You’ll find a pamphlet in your room that lists all of our amenities.”

  “Thank you very much -- uh -- what’s your name?” She searched his floral shirt for a nametag, but found nothing.

  “Triel. I’m number 67 on speed dial should you need anything. Have a great vacation and may all your dreams come true.” He smiled at her with tiny jagged teeth. Eww. What had he done with his mouth? Poor fellow. He probably wouldn’t be kissing many women with those choppers.

  As the limo drove her to her private bungalow, she pondered over Triel’s last statement. May all your dreams come true. He said it as though there was some hidden message behind those words. No matter, it was probably something all the staff members said to the guests.

  Trina’s jaw dropped when she arrived at her bungalow. She’d been expecting something nice, but didn’t think she’d be housed in such luxury. Trina pinched herself to make sure this was real. “Oh my God,” she muttered in amazement and awe.

  Soft orchestra music played from a Bose stereo system. Exotic flowers filled the grandly decorated house. There were four rooms: the kitchen, the bathroom with a whirlpool tub, the huge living room, and the bedroom with a large California king-sized bed, but the only person who’d occupy it this week was her.

  She flung herself on the bed, rolling around, laughing with joy at her good fortune. “This is the life.”

  Trina got back to her feet, racing from room to room to check out every intricate detail. It was immaculate. “I’ve hit the jackpot.”

  She hurriedly unpacked her suitcase and changed into her pink paisley string bikini, unable to wait to hit the beach. She wanted to feel the sand beneath her toes and the sunshine on her skin. Just thinking about it was heavenly.

  Yes, this was going to be the best vacation ever. Trina was looking forward to enjoying her man-free week in paradise.

  Chapter Three

  “This island is crawling with beautiful women, yet no one has caught my interest,” Bayoh sighed, raking his fingers through his dark hair. His aqua eyes scanned the beach as a tall brunette sauntered by, turning his frown to a smile.

  “What about her? Look at the way she swishes those hips back and forth. I bet she knows how to ride a cock.” Talh jerked his thumb in the bikini-clad brunette’s direction.

  Roar studied her intently. She was pretty enough. But he supposed there was something about her he didn’t quite like. “She’s okay, but if she walks with her head any higher, she’s going to trip. The last thing we need is a haughty mate. Why do you think I didn’t have any interest in Nika? Our mate must help us lead, not cause us problems.”

  “You never mentioned this before,” Bayoh said with a puzzled expression on his face.

  “I never had a reason to until now. How about we go to the bar. I need a drink. I’m sure there are some ladies there. It’s getting dark and we’ve been standing out here all day.”

  “No, I think I want to check out more of the night scenery,” Talh said with a grin on his face as a petite redhead with tight leather pants walked by them, flashing a huge bright smile. She winked at the three of them, obviously assured in her feminine charm. Roar sensed she was confident without being conceited and he admired such a trait. His eyes took in her full lush body.

  “Yes, I think I’ll stick around too,” Bayoh murmured.

  Bayoh and Talh seemed to like what they saw, their tails swishing behind them eagerly.

  She was beautiful, but then again, nearly every woman on this island was beautiful and Roar wasn’t interested. “I’m going to the bar to get a drink. I’ll catch up with you two later.”

  His friends merely nodded, giving their attention to the redhead. Roar walked toward the seaside grill, stopping short when he heard a female screech, “You rotten, lying, two-timing, pointy-eared lizard. How dare you!”

  Uh-oh. Someone was in trouble. Whoever the woman was yelling at, Roar didn’t want to be in his shoes. He paused, not wanting to walk into this lover’s quarrel.

  “You don’t un --” he heard a male voice pleading.

  “You’re damned right I don’t. After what we… how we… oh hell! Why did I believe anything you said, you bastard!”

  Roar heard the clicking of angry heels pounding against the floor and knew the mystery woman was coming his way. A magnificent picture of blonde fury stormed out of the bar. He’d only caught a glimpse of her face, but what he saw, he liked. As though his legs had a mind of their own, they began to walk toward her.

  She halted as though she sensed
his presence. His first impression was correct. She was magnificent. Standing a few inches over five feet, her body was firm, supple, and gently curved. Her breasts jutted forward, full and high, encased in her silk dress as though they waited for a lover’s hands to caress them.

  He bet her body looked even better without clothes than with them. His eyes drifted to her face -- also noteworthy. Her gorgeous heart-shaped face with its flashing gray eyes and soft-looking sensual lips made her one of the prettiest women he’d seen since arriving on Chimera.

  A glorious mane of honey blonde hair rested on her delicately curved shoulders. She raised a blonde brow as though she were waiting for him to speak. Roar sensed a deep sadness within her. It was obvious whomever she’d been yelling at in the restaurant really upset her. What a fool that man was to cause this beauty pain. He wondered what Bayoh and Talh would think of her.

  “Do you need any help?”

  She shook her head. “No, I…” She broke off, giving him the once over. He smiled at her thorough perusal of him. Good. Maybe he could take her mind off the mystery man in the restaurant. “Actually, I’d love a drink. Would you care to join me?”

  She tilted her head back to meet his eyes and she flashed him a big white smile. There was something behind that smile, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. To be honest, he didn’t care. For now, he wanted to get to know her better.

  He held his arm out to her, which she eagerly latched on to before they walked back into the restaurant. Once they found a table and ordered their drinks, she turned that bright smile on him again. “My name’s Amanda. And you are?”