by J. J. Lore
“You’d relax more if you fully immerse yourself.” Mal’s suggestion was made with a purely innocent tone.
She said something under her breath and then hesitatingly reached for the buttons of her shirt. First one, then another disengaged from the fabric, and Edem’s breathing grew more rapid as more of her skin was revealed. Before she pulled the garment away from her body, she stared first at Mal, then him with an intent glare.
“What are you going to do to me in there?”
“Nothing. We’re relaxing,” Edem assured her only to find Mal staring at him with a bemused question in his eyes. He wanted to assure his bondmate that he was fully focused on achieving sexual relations with this woman, but was sure the best route to that destination was to allow her to set the course and pace.
She paused for a moment, then with a shrug pulled off her shirt, turning to place it on top of her folded pants. While her head was turned, Edem allowed himself the luxury of perusing her nearly naked form. Small, high breasts covered by a tight, supportive garment, round arms, gently curved belly, all blended in a harmonious and enticing female form. Her musky scent reached him, enhanced by the warm humid air, and he breathed her in. She slid into the water quickly with a slight splash and bobbed to a seat on the ledge opposite them.
With a tentative smile she reached her arms out in the water. “Oh, this feels nice.”
“Agreed,” Mal said and shifted in his seat. Edem wondered if his erection was as full to near pain as his. With a relenting sigh, he reached under the water and stroked himself a few times, just to relieve a bit of the tension. Both Mal and Corrine suddenly flinched.
“Was that your foot again?”
“No, I believe your thigh came in contact with me, entirely by accident, of course,” Mal retorted quickly. “I will endeavor not to intrude in your space.”
Ah, he will play along. Edem finally allowed himself a full smile as he watched Corrine shift around in the water, sinking low enough to allow her shoulders and neck to go under, her eyes closing with apparent pleasure. Suddenly she disappeared from view and popped up sputtering, her arms splashing as she flailed. In an instant, both he and Mal were at her side, capturing her body and holding her up as she sucked in a breath and coughed. Sodden hair plastered over her face, and he pulled aside the wet strands as she sputtered.
One of her hands slid across his chest, then lower as she struggled to right herself. His whole body jerked when her palm reached his abdomen, and he went still as her fingers brushed up against the base of his twitching staff. Her blinking eyes widened, and she faced him.
“I’m so sorry I touched … it’s been a long time since I’ve been in the water. I forgot how to float.”
“No harm done. You can touch me or Mal in any way you desire, Corrine. We won’t object.” Her eyes widened as he once again ceded control to her. She didn’t move away from them, nor push at their arms as they continued to hold her up, their legs a shifting tangle under the water. Her small, careworn hand returned to his chest. He felt Mal stiffen next to him and knew she was touching him as well. Her fingers trailed across his skin, shying away when they bumped against his dinap. Water lapped around their tightly pressed bodies.
“Sorry,” she whispered, not meeting his gaze.
“Touch him there again and touch me the same way,” Mal commanded in a low tone, and she started. It seemed his bondmate could be passive for only so long before he had to exert some control. Her hand again crept across his muscles, unseen under the water, and Edem watched as Mal’s eyes narrowed when he received the same caress, felt the same jolt of sensation when her fingers gently squeezed his dinap. The deliberate intent of the touch heated his blood even more. If she fondled his corona the same way, he’d be roaring with a climax in minutes.
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Corrine told herself to calm down, catch her breath, think for a minute, but the press of their big, hard bodies against hers in the warm cocoon of water was too intense to resist. The whole morning she’d spent travelling to the terminal, waiting in line trying to avoid notice by the rich people who surrounded her, and the disorienting navigation of the corridors of the ship had exhausted her. As soon as she’d seen Mal and Edem when that secret door had opened to their cabin, all the worry and stress had floated away, only to be replaced by a new sort of tension, one that centered in her chest and groin.
When the ship had taken off, she’d felt almost torn asunder, dizzy with the reality of leaving Earth behind. But these big men had been there, reassuring, their huge bodies something to hold on to as they hurtled through the cold of space to a place she couldn’t even begin to imagine. So she touched them, let the spicy scent of their wet skin fill her, absorbed strength from the thick muscles moving under her hands. Both were breathing hard, almost as hard as she was, and she swallowed in a last ditch effort to gain some control, find some distance from the Alphans. Instead of distance, it seemed her body craved more contact as she curved into them.
Mal clutched at her hip and leaned his head her way, his nose almost touching her cheek. She thought it was Mal’s fingers there where her waist dented in, but under the water, with two sets of hands, it was difficult to be sure. She was sure there were two hard cocks down there. She’d made a point not to look when they’d splashed into the tub, but she’d definitely felt them bumping against her belly and thighs when they’d come together in the water.
“Mmm, I know we said we wouldn’t do anything to you in here,” Edem whispered in her ear as his hand, or was it Mal’s, stroked up and down her side, the thumb edging closer and closer to the swell of her breast with each movement. “Would you mind if we did something for each other?”
“What?” Her mind was an utter blank, washed clean by steam and an inexplicable sense of security.
“I’d like to demonstrate affection for my bondmate. I suspect he’s sorely in need of some attention.” Edem’s voice was low and silky, almost too intimate for her to hear.
Understanding dawned alongside a dark flash of curiosity. “I should go then.”
Immediately their hold on her tightened. “No, you should stay.”
“You want me to watch?”
“Yes.” Mal’s sudden contribution to the conversation riveted her gaze to his, and she took in his tight features and darkened eyes with a shiver of anticipation. Yes, this was how it would begin. She’d known as soon as she’d decided to venture on this journey she’d also agreed to become involved with them despite their assertions one did not require the other. In her mind, they were one and the same, two new experiences of a sort she’d never imagined before. Impossible to believe either would happen just a week ago while she’d trudged through her bleak little life.
She dipped her chin once in mute agreement and expected they would set her aside so they could focus on each other, but instead Mal settled her along his thigh and caught up her hip in one of his big hands as he turned to Edem. The slimmer man smiled and leaned forward, catching his partner’s mouth with his own as he threaded the fingers of one wet hand into Mal’s thick hair. Edem’s arm moved under the water, and the bigger man’s whole body tensed, every thick muscle in his chest and shoulders tightening under damp golden skin. Something slid rhythmically along her upper thigh, and she glanced down, the view distorted by the swirling water. She made out Edem’s hand cupped around what had to be the tip of Mal’s cock. With rotating strokes he worked at the bigger man’s erection, every move bringing his arm in contact with her thigh, pulling her into the rhythm of arousal. Her pussy heated, and she couldn’t hold back the little moan of arousal fluttering in her throat.
She looked up and found that Edem had slid his lips to Mal’s neck as the big man leaned his head back, obviously relishing the care his partner was taking with his body. Mal’s fingers tightened on her flesh, and she wriggled, needing to move to relieve some of the tension filling her. Being so close to so much aroused male was thrilling and not frightening as she’d imagined.
Th
ough the water buoying her was warm, her skin sizzled even warmer as she listened to the two men breathe. Edem’s was steady and deep where Mal was beginning to gasp out little moans. With a shiver she realized she wanted to feel that good. She wanted to loll back and have someone take the time to make sure she was pleased. Edem had made his way up to Mal’s mouth by then, and she watched, riveted, as they gently kissed each other even as the slimmer man increased the tempo of his caresses. The water sloshed, and Corrine drew in a shaky breath.
With a sudden growl Mal opened his eyes and straightened. Edem drew back with a smile as his bondmate suddenly rose in the water, releasing his hold on Corrine slightly so she could find her footing in the water. Moisture sluiced down his body, highlighting the swells and ridges of muscle in his arms, chest and abdomen, darkening the hairs on his chest, legs, and groin. Corrine blinked as his engorged cock sprang into view. It was thick and long, with a smooth, bulbous head emerging from uncut foreskin, all of it reddened from the warm water and Edem’s rubbing. With a little sigh he took a seat at the edge of the bath, spreading his thighs as his bondmate settled between them. For a second Corrine wondered what she was supposed to do, but with a gentle tug on her hand, Mal urged her to his side.
“Stay in the water where it’s warm,” he said in a rough voice as he pressed her hand to his thigh. With a sigh, he leaned back on his arms and gazed down at Edem, who remained half submerged. “Go on, then,” he instructed the other man.
Edem circled his fingers around Mal’s cock, and with a slight splash he rose and pressed his lips to the tip. Mal let out a rumble, and Corrine felt his thigh muscles tense under her fingers. She supposed she should feel like she was intruding on a private moment, but she couldn’t tear her eyes from the two men engaging in such an erotic act. Edem’s eyelids fell, and he opened his mouth, pulling in Mal’s cock as his fingers stroked up and down the remaining length. He licked at the smooth round tip and ran his lips along the underside all as Mal shivered and twitched, his deep voice rumbling something in Alphan. Whatever he was saying was encouraging to Edem, for he increased his tempo and the force of his caresses, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked in his bondmate’s engorged cock. Corrine squirmed and pressed her thighs together as her pussy swelled and panged with need.
Suddenly, Mal growled out her name and reached for her, lifting her up out of the water with a splash. He deposited her on the seat at his side and wrapped his thick arm around her waist. She stared up at him as he cupped one big hand around her cheek and leaned close, peering at her with darkened, narrowed eyes.
“I want to kiss you.”
Wordlessly, she agreed, sparing a glance down at Edem. The slimmer man had drawn away from Mal’s cock for a moment, and she noticed a bright bead of pre-cum glistening at the head. Edem opened his mouth to take his bondmate again just as Mal captured her lips with his own. As before he dominated her, his tongue delving deep, then retreating back to suckle at her upper and lower lips. He made deep, needy sounds in his throat, and his grip on her tightened even as his body started to shake. With an abrupt movement he released her and buried his face in her neck as shudder after shudder quaked from his body. Corrine gasped for breath and held on to his shoulders, wincing as she felt Mal’s teeth take the sensitive skin of her throat. For a brief instance she wondered if he was going to draw blood.
She couldn’t see what Edem was doing, but it seemed he’d brought his bondmate to a climax. The water splashed, and she blinked at the droplets collecting on her eyelashes from the humid air. Mal shifted his grip on her and drew her into a closer embrace as he licked at her neck, paying special attention to the tender spot where he’d bitten. She tried to calm her breathing, talk down her inconvenient arousal but found it difficult when he kept running his fingertips up and down her back.
“Come here,” Mal said in a rough voice against the skin of her throat, and she flinched.
“I’m right here, where—”
But she’d misunderstood. It was Edem he was calling.
She turned her head and found he was standing up in the tub, looking at them with a glint of amusement. His long, lean body was shiny with water, his slimmer build in no way decreasing the effect of his broad shoulders tapering to a lean waist. He had less body hair than Mal, but there was still a curly trail leading down to his groin to frame his erect cock, caught up in his own hand as he stroked it. Up and down, up and down—she couldn’t look away.
Edem leaned her way and pressed his mouth to hers. She tasted him and a salty tang, Mal’s cum. Edem broke away and kissed his bondmate, who blinked slowly, obviously still lethargic from his recent orgasm. She watched their lips slide together, their tongues meet.
“I want you on him, where I can see.” Edem’s deep voice, underlaid with some amusement, caught her attention.
“On him? I don’t…” Corrine shook her head once as Mal adjusted his grip on her. He plucked at her bra, and with no deep thought, she reached back and unhooked it, allowing the straps to fall from her shoulders and down her arms. Quick hands divested her of the wet garment, and then Edem was running his thumbs along the waist of her panties. Her mouth went dry despite the humidity in the air when she saw his cock on display for the first time. He was slimmer than Mal, but beautifully shaped from the rounded pinkish purple head all the way down the thick and veined shaft.
“May we see you, Corrine? Just to look and touch and kiss?” Edem’s request, so polite despite their naked and intimate positions, would have made her smile in other circumstances, but she couldn’t seem to manage one. Mal nuzzled at her cheek. Why pretend she was reluctant? She’d never been so desperate for a caress in her life, and despite the power and confidence in the two men regarding her, she didn’t sense even a flicker of danger.
As soon as she reached for her underwear, Edem’s fingers met her own, quickly pulling the wet garment from her and tossing it aside. He focused his gaze on her pussy, and she pressed her knees together, suddenly beset with insecurity. Did they expect her to be cleanly shaven and graced with a petite cleft? They were bound for disappointment in that case. She hadn’t the time or inclination to carry out such procedures, and her labia were exuberantly plump.
With a small grunt, Mal lifted her into his lap, and she clutched at his wet arms, her back resting against his hard chest. Edem laid his warm, wet hands on her knees and urged them apart. As she relaxed her thigh muscles and told herself to calm, he aligned her legs over Mal’s, hooking her feet around his bondmate’s thick calf muscles, leaving her fully exposed to his gaze. Even though the air around them was warm, it felt cool as it reached her overheated pussy for the first time. Mal gripped her waist tight and pulled her against his chest as his other hand lightly cupped one of her breasts.
“Tell me about her,” Mal said as he pinched at her nipple. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see what Edem was doing, wishing she could clamp her hands over her ears and not hear what he might say about her sex, always hidden away, always ignored.
“She’s beautiful. Such a deep pink color, so full and lush.” Edem spoke quietly, and she quivered as his fingertips traced up her inner thighs. “And wet, but not as wet as I’d like to see.”
With a little moan she looked down to see Edem had sunk beneath the water again, his shoulders between her and Mal’s spread thighs. He looked up at her, his horns gleaming against his wet, black hair, his expression one of anticipation.
“He wishes to kiss you as he kissed me,” Mal informed her. “Will you allow it? He is quite skilled.”
“As you can attest.” Edem pressed his mouth to her belly and drew back. “Do you enjoy such caresses, Corrine?”
“I don’t know, I never—” The depth of her inexperience almost overwhelmed her. No, no man had ever bothered to arouse her in such a way. The few men who’d been with her only fumbled with rough fingers, then had forced their cocks in her flinching body with little thought for her comfort, let alone her pleasure. Yet here she was, nearly swooning fr
om the slight touches of these two intimidating alien men.
“Allow him.” Mal whispered in her ear, his encouragement fizzing along her nerves until she nodded once. Edem seemed to need no other word of assent for almost immediately she felt his mouth against the sensitive flesh of her exposed pussy. She writhed and cried out at the powerful sensations that followed each stroke of his tongue. He traced her folds, using his thumbs to press her further apart even as Mal reached down to pull her thigh away and give his bondmate greater access. When Edem’s tongue found her entrance, she cried out and stared down at his dark head, all her muscles tensing with anticipation. With a push he licked inside her, and she couldn’t hold back her shocked squeal. He repeated the penetration several times, and her clit pulsed with each movement. Almost as if he could read her body, he slid his tongue upward and flicked it on either side of her aching nub, teasing at the folds of flesh that framed it. She struggled to breathe, afraid of what might come next.
The aching tension radiated out through all her muscles, and she strained back, almost as if she could escape it, but Mal held her steady, held her still, held her down. Edem growled against her wet flesh and stroked the flat of his tongue directly across her clit, and with a startled cry she fell apart, everything twisting and shaking in her body as if she’d been electrocuted.
Chapter Six
Edem kept his mouth against Corrine’s sweetness as she shuddered into a quick climax, her hard little somo pressed to his tongue. He’d anticipated having to take a lot of time with her, considering her bad experiences, so she’d shocked him with her readiness. Her tangy flavor seemed to stimulate his tesak, which had been aching since she’d so cautiously shed her outer garments. Her thighs shifted by his ears as she moaned loudly.
Forcing himself to pull away from her succulent quonum he looked up the topography of her delicate body and watched a pale pink flush rise across her chest, up her neck, and tint her cheeks. She huffed out shallow breaths as Mal gently pinched her rosy nipple while nosing at her neck like he wanted to pierce that most tender part.
