In Service

by Mima

  “Ah, Spirit, you smell so good.”

  Grady rolled on top of her, bracing on his forearms, and settled to seriously sucking at her other breast. Malla moaned, tossing fruitlessly under him. She'd never been covered by Grady like this. He was so enormous, she, an average boned person, became dainty.

  Moving her hand off his balls to his cock, her grip could just barely contain the tip of him. His skin was so soft in her fingers. She rolled him around in her palm. He shoved gently into the hollow of her hand, and the thought that his width would soon be inside her made her drip.

  “I remember the first time I saw this huge penis of yours, in that tiny bathroom lav.

  You painted my cream on you. It was really sexy.”

  Grady mouthed her breast. She looked over his bulging back at Vel, who knelt between their legs. He stared at her as he laid his hands on the back of Grady's thighs. Grady's hips jerked hard in her grip, and he moaned. Malla crossed her eyes at Vel. When she looked at him again, he was frowning, confused. Mentally, she grinned. She loved throwing him off-stride.

  “Grady, I can't quite reach you. Come up higher. Kiss my neck,” Malla ordered with what breath she could manage.

  Grady crawled up her body, squashing her breasts.

  She sighed at his generous, soft kisses along her tilted neck. “Oh yeah. Grady that's so good.” She squeezed him, dragging her fist up and down his length.

  He moved up to her jaw, and Malla moved her legs restlessly. She found Vel’s leg and put her foot on his thigh. It was hot and hard, with a light dusting of hair. Grady hesitated, moaning, and Malla focused on Vel. He was sweeping over Grady's back, his elegant hands finding each strand of muscle and easing it. He pressed down on Grady's spine between his shoulder blades, and both Malla and Grady moaned at the delicious pressure.

  “Malla, I really love your breasts. They're so soft and big enough for me to hold, but small enough for me to kiss.”

  “I love how you love my breasts, Grady. You make them feel really good.”

  Malla put her arms over Grady's shoulders, her fingers spread wide, claiming as much skin as she could. Vel paused in his massage, looked at her. She stuck her tongue out at him.

  Then wiggled it. Vel stared at her. This time she thought she saw his lips twitch before he thinned them. The revealing moment made her happy.

  She'd discovered Grady liked ears, and so she nuzzled him until he tilted his head, and she took her time. She followed every fold, every curve, with the pointed tip of her tongue.

  She kneaded his shoulders, sweeping along them. Grady drew his hands in, so that he could softly stroke the sides of her breasts where they pressed out between their bodies. He shivered, jerking and moaning. She knew sometimes it was her warm breath and soft tongue on his ear, and sometimes it was Vel, touching him in some secret way.

  Eventually, he began to pump against her thigh. He lifted his ear away from her lips and kissed her. “Malla. Tell me you're wet.”

  “I'm wet, Grady. I'm dripping.”

  “Ah, that's sweet to hear.” He looked over his shoulder. “Vel, move back will you?”

  Malla caught the icy glare Vel gave him.

  “You son-of-a-bitch. You won't do what I know you’re thinking of.”

  “Why ever not?” Grady kissed her neck again.

  “Because you know what it means to me. You promised you wouldn’t.”

  “I know what it means. That’s not what I promised. And tonight, I'm going to drink her up.”

  Malla thought for a minute Vel would leave, but he only moved aside, his chest

  working like a bellows.

  Grady went down her body, stopping for long moments at her breasts. Only when

  she'd clutched his head, crying out, and rocked her hips up into his ribs did he finally give up and sink lower. Her ribs got the same treatment. She planted her feet and rubbed her mound up into his strong body. Then he was between her legs and pushing her thighs up to make room for his shoulders.

  “Ohhhhhh,” Malla moaned when he opened her.

  This was the first time Grady had gone down on her. He blew on her. She shivered, clutching fretfully at his shoulders.

  “Shhhh. Malla, I'll take care of you.” Grady put his lips to her clit in a gentle kiss. She cried out, and he kissed it again, this time with a little flick of his tongue.

  She shrieked, body leaping in unconscious shock, at the startling sound of a sharp slap echoing in the room. She stared wide-eyed at Vel, looking royally pissed as he stared at Grady's head at her spread core. No pain flared in her body.

  Just the opposite, actually, when Grady kissed her again, this time flicking her clit a little harder with the tip of his tongue. SMACK ! Grady never moved, but his breath puffed against her. Vel was rigid on his knees at the end of the bed, glaring at Grady's head. Grady kissed her clit again, and this time Malla watched Vel, or tried to. All she saw was a blur of pale, creamy skin as he hit Grady. Her hands scrabbled at Grady's head, trying to pull him up, away from her spread thighs. This was terrible. She’d meant to tease him out of his jealousy, not make it violent.

  “Vel! Stop it!” she cried out.

  Grady reached up and took her hands, pinned them down. “Malla.”

  “Vel! I mean it! I won't have that!”

  “Malla.” Grady's voice was steady and she stared at him down the plane of her body, his blond hair shining between her thighs. “Shhh. It's my choice. This is between me and Vel. I want to taste you.” His big thumbs swept up and down her wrists, sending shivers to her upper chest. She stared at those glowing blue eyes hovering over her bared folds.

  “I want it, do you understand? All of it.”

  A shiver of unease, a thrill of fascination, a wave of pleasure rippled down her body.

  “Oh,” she managed faintly.

  “I know you don't like pain. I promise, you're safe. Trust us?”

  She licked her lips and looked up at Vel. He looked every inch the ruthless ruler who would call a hit on an untouchable enemy. He was stone hard, his veined cock rising to touch his stomach. He never took his eyes off Grady.

  “A-all right. If it's what you want.”

  Malla wasn't sure, though. She didn't know how hardcore the punishment between

  these two warriors could get and didn't know if she could stomach it. Dominance, she liked, both the giving and receiving. Bondage, she could handle sometimes. But sadism didn't do it for her, and she didn't understand masochism. Dominance had been in Vel's profile, and Shon's, but not S&M.

  “Well, this isn’t what I want.” Vel sat up and swung his legs over the edge, his back to them.

  “Don't run away now, Vel,” Grady drawled.

  Vel snarled at him, twisting to face him. “You promised. The only cream you’d ever drink was mine, Grady! I told you I'd beat your ass if you ever did it, and it wasn't supposed to be bedsport! This isn't a joke to me. That was only for us!”

  Malla shrank into herself. She didn't want to be here for this. Grady was using her for something. He laid one massive hand over her stomach protectively. His thumb petted her belly button.

  “That isn't what I promised. I promised I'd keep to your cream only, until we found a third to love.”

  Silence fell like a bomb. Grady looked down at her. His big, blunt features soft.

  “I love her.”

  Malla's heart turned over. Giant, tough Grady.

  “I loved her from the moment she dropped her cloak, trusting me to protect her, after protecting me from the shock of her cloak. I loved her more when she came into my arms, laughing as I ran with her through the corridors. I loved her more when she asked if Bea needed help and then took me in the bathroom, so welcoming, so open. I was starving, and rough with it, and she was so damn generous. She was good to the kid when he was about to break and she risked everything for you. She really did. She gave everything she had to us in that ritual, holding back not one jot for herself.”

  Every tiny scar and lif
e-wrinkle on him was clear. This hardened warrior’s respect was worth a whole world to her. Her feet stirred as his breath washed across her wet, spread opening. He was going to bring her with his poetry and care.

  “Since then, she's shown herself intelligent and passionate and patient. I love her. I want her.” Grady reached a hand up the length of her and smoothed one thumb over the edge of Malla's lashes, taking the tear away before it could fall. He smiled at her, then looked up at Vel. His tone hardened considerably. “And I know you could love her, too. Did you think I was breaking the promise for a taste of fresh cunt? You should have known better. I took your hits, lover. And I'll take them again if I want to share that with Malla. Because she's worth it.”

  Malla glanced at Vel. His chest was heaving, gleaming with sweat. He looked shocked, and hurt. Malla's heart clenched. He looked…betrayed. “Grady, you could have chosen an easier way to tell him.”

  “He'll believe this more fully. I don't love him any less. I just love you, now, too.”

  Vel sat abruptly on the edge of the bed, shaking.

  Malla held her arms out to him. “Vel, I didn't plan this. But it's all right. It will be all right.” She hardly knew what she was saying. She just knew she couldn't bear that look on his face.

  Vel looked at her, his eyes glazed. “Malla…”

  “Vel, I’m going to drink her tonight, her cream and her body. Test me if you must. I’ll prove myself. To her and you.”

  “It’s too soon, Grady. Too much. Your body is mine to control.”

  “Ah. Well, tonight you’re going to share that control.”

  “No.”

  “You’ll just have to punish me, then. Watch me, Malla.”

  Grady bent over her exposed clit. He opened his mouth, and breathed. The moist heat from him made her tremble. Warm arousal trickled inside her. She looked at his eyes, those beautiful light blue eyes, and held them as he slowly, slowly extended his tongue. At the exact moment he touched it to her clit, the harsh SMACK ! exploded in the room. Malla watched Grady's eyes as they dilated with pleasure, his jaw slackening just a bit.

  His eyes were heavy-lidded as he whispered, “Did you see?”

  Malla nodded.

  Vel cursed. “Fuck, Grady. My lover… I need more time.” He was panting.

  Grady kissed her again, closing his eyes. He lingered this time, a long press and lazy flick of his tongue, earning him two smacks.

  “Ah, you're the softest thing I've ever felt. I can't wait to fuck into all this cream.”

  Grady lowered his face and licked her hole delicately. Malla cried out, and so did Vel, from where he watched kneeling to the side of Grady.

  Grady shifted, raising himself up onto his knees, folding over. “Delicious.”

  He sent his tongue into her so slowly, probing her softness, then curling it back into his mouth. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK ! Malla never felt any hint of the blows, as Grady moved over her with infinite gentleness. She writhed, panting, sinking her hands hard into her thighs to hold the spread position. He licked up and around her clit, and down and around her hole. SMACK! SMACK ! He set his mouth to her and sucked. She cried out.

  “Grady! Spirit take you and burn you to ash!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK ! She thought

  she heard Vel sob.

  Grady moaned, licking up her entire length in a wide, slow drag of his tongue.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK ! He settled his mouth around her clit and toyed with it,

  flickering his tongue too fast, too lightly. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  This time she was sure she heard Vel sob. Out of her mind with pleasure and confusion, Malla sobbed, too. “Enough! Grady!”

  He moved up her body and settled into the cradle of her thighs. His eyes were shining when he put his massive dick to her and let his weight bear him in. Malla moaned, crying out as he forced her open.

  He laid his face against hers, kissing her ear. “Shhhh. Shhhh.”

  He lay on her, his dick lodged deep in her body, and she clutched him to her.

  Long moments passed, and she calmed, clamping on him again and again, but he

  wouldn't move. “Grady!”

  Grady turned his head to speak over his shoulder. “Well? Are you claiming us, lover?”

  Malla couldn't see, but the bed dipped as Vel came up behind Grady. Grady shivered and moaned, and then there was tugging when Vel held his hips. Grady began to groan, long and steady. When he stopped, panting, he opened his eyes and looked down at her.

  He chuckled. “Don't look so concerned, lovely. It's almost over, unfortunately.”

  He grunted, and then they both gasped together as Vel's weight compacted Grady

  down on her. Vel fucked Grady, and Grady moaned, shuddering, bracing himself over her so as not to crush her.

  The space he made with his upper body strength allowed for slight movement as his hips shuttled back and forth between Vel and her. Vel was cursing, still half sobbing, above Grady, but Malla never got a glimpse of him. It didn’t matter. The reality that she and Grady were being fucked together by Vel was as much of a joy as Grady’s declaration of love. Grady kissed her, lapping at her lips, sucking at her tongue, and a few more strokes had her keening, neck arched, as she struggled to hang on to the pleasure. She let her energy loose, seeking to heal Grady, and possibly, heal Vel. Grady moaned, long and low, and Vel shouted behind him.

  “Grady!” The masculine cry was high and fierce. Knowing Vel had come in Grady

  made Malla’s core tighten again.

  Then there was a bounce to the mattress off to one side. After a few moments of Grady pumping sloppily in Malla’s wet channel, he lifted away and settled on the side of her. He pulled her into his shoulder, covering her breast with his other hand. It was much the same position they'd started in.

  Grady said, “Lover. I love you so much. Come on over here. Let me hold you, too.”

  Vel stood up, visibly shaking. His cock hung wet and long. He wrapped his arms

  around himself. He turned and walked out, nude.

  “Hmmm. That didn't go quite the way I'd envisioned it.”

  “Oh, Grady.” She was completely limp from pleasure, but her heart hurt to have Vel walk away from them.

  He kissed her temple, nuzzled her eyelashes.

  “Grady, are you okay?”

  He chuckled. “Yeah, my ass is a little tender. My Spirit, he felt good against me. It was like he'd grown two sizes bigger, and I felt every line of muscle between his abs and his thighs. Your energy was amazing.”

  Malla reached up and cupped his jaw. She stared up into his big face. “I love you, too, Grady.”

  He looked at her, then kissed her. She liked her own taste.

  “But Vel is your lifemate.”

  “Yeah.” The pure gloating possession in Grady’s voice was so masculine.

  “Your bond with him should come first.” She was proud of how her voice didn’t waver.

  “I don’t understand why you did that.”

  “Malla, when we go on this mission, things are going to get bad.”

  She blinked at the change of subject. “What?”

  “I didn't decide to stage this revelation now just for kicks. We're going into a fucked-up mess. I need Vel to know where I stand. He and I are lifemates, so his majesty should show more confidence in me. I love you, he does but doesn’t know it, and if you left tomorrow, you’d be part of our relationship for the rest of our lives. That’s how love works. There’s no use pretending it isn’t there for some social span of time. He’ll see that soon.”

  “Everything is changing so fast.”

  “Vel ignores change if he can. It’s a weakness. In this life, when the world gives you a door, open or closed, you have to decide what to do with it immediately. We don’t have time for delicate court maneuvers. I could let this slide for a year or so, if we weren’t about to go to fucking Dunru.”

  His big hand toyed with her still sensitive nipple, sending goose bumps down her ribs.<
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  “It was awful to watch him walk away hurt.” She was uneasy knowing that both she and Vel were jealous of Grady’s love. She made a promise to try to be less so. Despite Grady’s declaration, he was Vel’s lifemate, a relationship she’d never be part of. She’d arrived intending to care for all her men, knowing she would refuse to be boxed into performing a mere service. Malla wanted all of them, and only by believing she was a worthy lover was she able to breathe through the need to run after Vel and apologize.

  “He wasn’t that hurt. He was pissed that I took control. I like being his in bed, but I’m no slave. I have a right to my own agenda on occasion. Don’t worry. We’ll work it out soon.”

  “You’re both so sexy when you’re together.”

  “We are, aren’t we?” Satisfaction coated his voice. He licked along her collarbone, then spoke more briskly.

  “You were right, in there. It's just going to kill Shon to admit it. We'll have to tie Kor down to keep him together. But the tighter our bonds, the better odds we have. We can get you suited up as a Luo, pass you off as a trainee. When we make contact with Sig Twelve, there's no way I'm letting them fuck you. They've lost their way, and aren't to be trusted with anything beyond freeing Radha. You'll harmonize with a couple of us, and they can take the overspill.”

  Malla blinked up at him, dazed. “Oh, can they?”

  “Yeah. I want to train you on the rifle. I specialize in detonations and sniper fire. If you're good enough, I can keep you with me, out of the thick of things. Hopefully, your target instructor at your server base was worth his salt.”

  “Her salt.”

  “Yeah, whatever, as long as you can shoot decent.”

  Malla pushed Grady over onto his back. One of her spread hands barely covered one pec. She stared down at him, her hair laying across his chest as she leaned into his face. “You know what, soldier?”

  “What?”