The Renegades' Reward

by Maddie Taylor

  They didn’t neglect her front either. Large soapy hands bathed her inner thighs, moving upward to glide through the folds made slick without the benefit of soap. If not for a supporting arm at her waist, she would have been on the floor, her legs shook so badly.

  When two fingers entered her drenched center, another slid inside the tightness of her bottom, both at one time, it was too much. Her head fell back and she cried out, her words unintelligible, other than, “Oh, my freaking God!”

  They didn’t let up, fingers and thumbs moving in and out, sometimes twisting at the same unhurried pace. Pressure built low in her belly when Malik leaned in and sipped her clit between his lips. Drawing out her sensual torture, Jaylin continued for several breathless moments, then added a second finger in back.

  Both men working in tandem were her undoing.

  Like a rocket, she shot to the summit and flew apart. A burst of white light exploded before her eyes, while her body convulsed in orgasm, each time with them better than the last.

  Head spinning, the thud of her heart pounded in her ears. She was helpless and limp like a rag doll when Malik slid her leg from his shoulder. His hands on her hips steadied her as he turned her around, her back to his chest. He lifted her by the waist, while Jaylin parted her thighs, moved in between them, and thrust up inside her still-rippling channel.

  “Heaven,” he murmured, and wrapped her legs around his hips.

  As she clung to his wet shoulders, the fingers of one hand twisting in the length of his hair, his hands curved beneath her ass. Molding a cheek in each palm, he supported her weight while fingers parted her from behind. Circling and dipping into her rear entrance, they spread soapy slickness wherever they touched. Then, the tip of Malik’s cock was there, pressing firmly.

  Filled with Jaylin’s thick cock, taking another from behind would challenge her beyond the two fingers of moments ago, she tensed in apprehension.

  Malik uttered an impassioned groan. “So tight... Relax, Dani.”

  She whimpered, her arms gripping Jaylin’s neck while she arched her back, instinctively pulling away. Taking one of these big, powerful men was intimidating, both driving into her at once seemed impossible. But Malik wasn’t going anywhere, even when her tense inner muscles clamped down hard on the portion of his cock already embedded.

  “Easy,” he hissed, his hands on her waist, holding her still. “Unclench your muscles and relax.”

  “I can’t. You’re too big.”

  “No, baby, we’re just right,” Jaylin insisted between kisses. “You’re our third, which means you were made to take us this way. Breathe in and out slowly, and concentrate on letting your muscles go slack. When you do, Malik will glide right on in.”

  She shook her head. “It’s impossible.”

  One of his hands left her bottom, coming up to cup her jaw, angling her face up to his. “Not only is it very possible, it’s happening. I’m embedded deep, and Malik is halfway there. Once you relax and allow us both inside, we’ll make what you felt earlier pale in comparison. Now, be our good girl and do as I say. In a few moments, when you’re screaming our names while coming for the second time, you’ll know I’m right.”

  Arrogant, bossy, and dominant, Jaylin’s commanding voice and the steel in his silvery eyes gave her no choice except to comply, that and the fact she was sandwiched between two men.

  “Would you stop if I asked?” she whispered.

  “Of course, we’d never force you to do something you truly don’t want. We understand this is new. You’re feeling vulnerable, but you aren’t hurting. I can tell by the heat engulfing me, and how your wetness is drenching my cock. You want this, Dani.” He pressed closer, the graphic imagery of his words said in a soft whisper sent a wave of arousal rushing through her. “You’ve dreamed of it.”

  “Relax and give into it,” Malik said against her ear. “Let us make your fantasy come true.”

  Dragging in another deep breath, she took stock. Jaylin’s touch was gentle, his lips soft, the easy caress of his tongue playing over her own, and the fingers at her breast circling one taut nipple. Add to this Malik’s open mouth moving along her neck and shoulder. She was helpless against their dual assault on her senses. And, when she asked herself if she really wanted them to stop, she knew Jaylin was right—darn him. She didn’t. Lastly, after the mind-blowing climax they had given her, she wanted to please them both in equal measure.

  She could do this, had dreamed of this.

  Concentrating on unclenching her inner muscles and letting them slacken, lasted about two seconds before the multitude of other sensations inundating her at once couldn’t be ignored. Like the glide of their tongues on her wet skin, the way Jaylin’s chest hair abraded her nipples, and when Malik slid her wet hair off her back so he could lick along her spine.

  He growled with pleasure when, as Jaylin predicted, she relaxed and he glided right in, up to the hilt.

  “That’s it,” he uttered, his hot breath against her neck, sending shivers along her skin. “We’re both inside you now, and it’s incredible.”

  Motionless beneath the warmth of the shower, their hearts pounding, limbs entwined, bodies melded as closely as three people could be. It came to her in that moment their pulses and breathing were also in sync. Lost in the moment, she closed her eyes, barely able to wrap her head around the intimacy she felt with them both.

  “I didn’t know...” Dani breathed.

  “I did, although stubbornly denied I could find it again,” Malik replied.

  “I knew from the start, and from now on expect the two of you to listen to me, without questions.”

  Her head came up, biting back a smile at Jaylin’s extraordinary arrogance. She couldn’t resist calling him on it. “I’m not sure this is the proper moment to gloat, Captain.”

  “I keep telling you, sweetheart, you’re going to have to get used to it.” Her giggle made Malik hiss again, the involuntary movement squeezing him tight.

  “Sorry,” she whispered.

  Jaylin, who took no offense at their teasing, murmured against her lips, “If you two will stop goofing off, we can get on to the screaming, and paling-by-comparison part.”

  To prove his point, he moved, easing out while Malik stayed home. All humor faded when Dani felt him glide along every nerve ending inside her. She thought nothing could ever feel as glorious, until he sank back inside, stretching and filling her once more. This time, while Jaylin drove home, Malik slid out, lighting up sensitized nerves along the way.

  Her head fell back, her moans of pleasure rising in the steamy stall, when the action was repeated a moment later, in reverse. Jaylin’s mouth opened on her throat, as Malik nibbled on an earlobe, both keeping up their alternating in-and-out motion.

  As the minutes passed and they kept at it, they merged their rhythms so they both moved into her at once. The fullness, the stretch, while they took ownership of every scintilla of available space, drove Dani to the brink. She hovered there, overwhelmed by sensation, and cried out, “Too much.”

  “It’s never too much,” Malik declared low in her ear. “You need to accept it. It’s a lot, two men claiming you, but don’t fight it. It’s how we were meant to be.”

  “I’ll come apart.”

  “We want you to,” Jaylin insisted. “Surrender to us, and we’ll catch you.”

  Still, she resisted.

  “Hold her legs,” he said to his twin.

  As second, Malik didn’t hesitate to comply with his first’s command. When he did, the hand on her bottom let go, and slid between them. Jaylin located her clit with his thumb.

  Her moan turned into a whimper, and her eyes fluttered shut.

  “No, trilana, look at me.”

  Compelled to obey, she met the intensity of his gaze.

  “Don’t deny who you are. Surrender,” he repeated.

  “I can’t.”

  “Yes, you can. Yield to us. You will not withhold what is ours to claim.”

 
She intended to shake her head, except Malik’s fist in her hair held her still. He wouldn’t allow her denial either.

  “Submit to us, Dani,” he demanded in a soft stream of breath against her ear. “It’s destined to be.”

  It took a split second, but clarity came to her. She wanted this, all of it, and, most of all, she wanted them. When she surrendered like they demanded, a feeling of freedom swept through her. She unclasped her hands from behind Jaylin’s neck, and moved one arm backward to snake up behind Malik’s head. Her fingers entangled in their hair, clinging to them both, as she answered at last. “I don’t want to withhold anything from you. Not ever again.”

  Four strong masculine arms tightened around her. As one, they slid out and surged deep, only to repeat the motion, driving unceasingly into her body. Malik growled in her ear, nipping then using his tongue to ease away the sting of the bite. Jaylin’s lips sealed over hers, his tongue demanding, flicking against hers at the same pace his thumb worked her clit. Swept up by their passion and the intensity of their combined dominance, she trembled, unable to catch her breath.

  “Feel the connection, Daniella. When we spend inside you and complete the claiming, it will be this way for the three of us from this point on, forever bonded in a sacred triad.”

  “Yes,” both she and Malik answered together.

  “Come with me, both of you, and seal our triad bond.”

  With a jolt, she felt the connection he spoke of, like an electric current flowing between them. It sparked and sizzled, bonding them as one. Robbed of breath, she savored the tightness of their arms around her, the groans of pleasure intermingling with her own. Her two men thrust once more and stayed firmly planted, exploding together, filling her with the hot splash of their seed.

  She thought she heard them groan, Our trilana. It sounded more like ragged whispers in her head, although couldn’t be sure in her sexual haze. When no one said anything for a long time as they all tried to recover, she assumed she was mistaken.

  Energy spent and too drowsy to join in, Dani listened to their soft banter back and forth.

  I’ll be damned if you weren’t right, brother.

  You had doubts, Malik?

  I did, after, but never again. She is perfect.

  As I told you from day one.

  Her head came up, sensing something wasn’t quite right. She looked first to her sated silver-eyed twin, next twisting to search eyes she knew would be liquid gold from spent passion.

  Something’s wrong, she heard Malik say, his concern showing in his darkening expression and the lowering of his voice. The funny thing was, his mouth remained tipped down in a frown—unmoving.

  Jaylin took her chin in his hand and angled her face to his, eyes searching. She’s flushed, but this is expected after what we shared.

  No. It’s something else. Aloud Malik asked, “Is something hurting, sweetheart?”

  “No, nothing like that.” She felt their tension ease. “Why can I sometimes hear you talking in my head, yet your lips don’t move? Not by so much as a twitch.”

  They gazed at her briefly then at each other. For a moment, she thought she’d made a mistake, or hallucinated it, until Jaylin’s words sounded in her head.

  It’s the connection.

  Like before, his mouth didn’t move.

  “You’re telepathic?” Stunned, her head whirled with a million questions at once. She settled on one for now. “But we connected before. Why can I hear your minds speaking this time and not then?”

  Gazing down at her, Jaylin’s voice came into her head as clearly as if he were speaking aloud. This is about more than sex, Dani. The other times, you didn’t trust us, not completely. You weren’t ready, and, frankly, neither was I. Now, with us all in acceptance and the claiming complete, we have formed an unbreakable bond.

  “I felt electrified.”

  As did I. His grin flashed briefly, accompanying his soundless response. It’s a phenomenon of the first time. As the bond becomes stronger with time and each subsequent joining, you’ll feel it grow stronger, and we’ll share a greater intimacy.

  “More intimate than this? I don’t think it’s possible.”

  Jaylin and Malik glanced at one another and grinned.

  “What?” she asked.

  Jaylin didn’t mean physical intimacy, Dani, Malik explained, more of mind and spirit.

  She flushed, better understanding their amusement. “I’m not sure what you mean.”

  With a stronger bond, you should be able to mind-speak to us.

  Really? That’s awesome.

  Jaylin frowned, but when his gaze darted over her shoulder to his brother, it eased into a slow, sexy grin. You like the idea?

  Yes! She looked between them, both relaxed and smiling, as they should be considering what they’d just done. So, this speaking in each other’s heads, it’s what you’ve been doing all this time?

  Yes, and when a set of twins forms a triad, the gift is extended to their mate.

  That is so cool.

  As the water will be if we don’t get out soon.

  Enjoying the interaction and intimacy too much for it to end, she protested, But I don’t want to, not yet.

  We’ll do this again, often.

  Her grin grew wide at Jaylin’s assurance. How often?

  He chuckled. What did I say, Mal?

  Yeah, yeah, you were right, as usual. How long are you going to rub it in?

  About two weeks, which is how long both of you held out.

  Malik’s arms flexed from behind, giving her a firm squeeze. He also whispered in her ear, “See? Damn annoying.”

  “Nothing wrong with my ears, brother.”

  She giggled, enjoying their teasing banter.

  In this case, I’m damn glad he was annoying, and persistent, or we may have never gotten our reward.

  She rolled her head on his shoulder until she could see his face. What do you mean?

  After Mahlia passed, we lost faith. His dark brows gathered. The memories would always be with them both. Time might allow the rawness to fade, but Dani knew, because their first wife meant something to them, it would never fully go away.

  I understand, Malik. You loved her. Maybe if you talk about her more, it will get easier. Please, feel free. I won’t mind.

  He nuzzled his chin against her wet hair, breathing deep, before going on. Thank you, Dani, that’s sweet. Maybe someday. My point is we gave up hope for any kind of satisfying future. Jaylin battled back where I, as he said, got stuck. There is an old Trilorian proverb which says those who are lost may wander, but if they are determined and fight their way back to the light, they will be rewarded. I didn’t understand it until recently, when you entered our lives.

  Jaylin buried his face in the bend of her neck, nuzzling and inhaling as Malik had. You are our reward.

  And I have you to thank, brother, for having enough determination for the both of us.

  Moved to tears by Malik’s sentiment, Dani swallowed hard and bit them back. You’re going to make me cry.

  None of that, baby. We’re reconciled and bonded as a triad. This is a happy day.

  Agreed, Malik said. And we have more cause to celebrate since our third is so special she’s already able to mind-speak.

  I am? But I thought you said it took time?

  Usually it does.

  Excited, she twisted to beam up at him. Will you teach me?

  Sure, lesson one, keep doing what you’ve been doing so easily for the past few minutes.

  “What?” she asked aloud.

  Chuckling, Jaylin laid a finger against her lips. Try again.

  Try what again?

  She started. His finger had kept her mouth from moving, and the words sounded in her head. Holy smokes! I did it.

  You sure did. Malik chuckled.

  Jaylin grinned. You’re a natural.

  Her arms flexed around him, while her head tipped back and she kissed Malik’s cheek. So cool! she repeated against his
wet skin.

  Which reminds me... He reached over and waved a hand over the sensor, ending their shower.

  Malik! I didn’t mean cool temperature, but cool impressive.

  We’ll have to explore your special talent while conserving our water, Dani.

  Talent. I like that. What else can we do?

  Dry off and have you again, in a bed? he suggested, while easing from her body.

  Works for me, brother. Jaylin’s hands on her bottom lifted her, so she slid up his chest. He pulled out, too, leaving her feeling empty without them.

  At the shower door, he passed her off to his twin who stood waiting with a thick thirsty towel.

  Jaylin grabbed one for himself, using it to dry her back.

  Malik took the front, rubbing her skin to warm her and spending an inordinate amount of time on her breasts. The peaks were hard and achy before he moved down her belly and farther below. When he crouched to dry her legs, he placed a kiss on her mound, rosy and tingling from all the rubbing. There he lingered, with little licks and strokes at his leisure.

  I get her pussy this time. Face to face, I want to watch her pretty green eyes lose focus, and feel those sweet whimpers against my lips when she comes. Like a kid calling dibs on his favorite toy, he projected this idea in her head. She would have rolled her eyes if she hadn’t been so relaxed from the attention.

  Deal. Jaylin also stooped, his face level with her bottom, while his tongue busily lapped droplets of water from her cheeks. I’ve been dreaming of claiming her ass since I first saw it bare, round, and beautiful on the pirates’ ship.

  Hello! You remember I can hear you now, don’t you?

  Certainly, they answered together.

  Don’t I get a say?

  No. Yet again, their response, succinct and high-handedly arrogant, was simultaneous.

  What if I’m not in the mood?

  Jaylin’s mouth opened along the fullest part of her bottom cheek, and his teeth nipped lightly. We’ll get you in there, that’s what.

  Malik’s response contained a bit more tact. There are two of us, sweetheart. You don’t ever have to worry about not being in the mood.