Rio

by Allyson James

  “Not yet,” Aiden said.

  Rio’s touch withdrew. “Oh, right. Feet first.” He sounded disbelieving.

  She wondered what on earth feet first meant, but was too drowsy to ask. She heard the clink of the stopper in the bottle of oil, then smelled the patchouli and spice scent she’d picked out.

  She closed her eyes, drowsing in the sensuality of the smell and of lying naked and facedown in front of two beautiful men.

  The blatant sexual response she’d had to the oil in the dining room was muted now the oil wasn’t right under her nose, but when Aiden first rubbed a bit on the sole of her left foot, she squirmed with the beginnings of wanting.

  Aiden’s fingers tickled a little, making her want to giggle, but Rio’s touch did not. Rio smoothed the oil over the bottom of her foot with a firm hand, soothing, but strong enough to make her want his hands all over her.

  “Heels,” Aiden said, cupping her left one in his warm palm. “Get to know her whole foot.”

  Rio’s hand slid over her right heel, rubbing the rough skin acquired by running through Bor Nargan streets in broken shoes. She remembered how her blisters had ached as she tried to find help without attracting attention.

  Since she’d come to Dr. Laas’ compound, the blisters had begun to ease, and now under Aiden’s and Rio’s soothing massage, the hurt went away completely.

  “You have cute feet,” Rio said.

  Aiden lifted her foot, cradling it against his bare abdomen as he expertly rubbed from heel to the ball of her foot and around to the top and her toes.

  Rio copied the movement. “And adorable toes.” She felt the sharp scrape of his teeth on them as he nibbled. She laughed, turning her cheek to the pillow and looking down the length of the bed at him. He winked at her.

  “Slowly.” Aiden sounded amused. He massaged her foot a little longer, then replenished the oil and slid his large hand up her shin.

  Rio did likewise, his massage deeper and firmer than Aiden’s featherlight touch.

  “Really feel her,” Aiden said, his voice softening. He lifted her leg higher, pressing it against his warm torso, cupping her knee. She felt the muscles of his abdomen with her toes, and wriggled them against it.

  Rio set her right foot against his chest, spreading her legs a little, skimming his hand up her shin. “I like the view,” he said.

  “Oh, yes,” Aiden agreed. “There’s nothing like anticipation.”

  Nothing at all like it. Air touched her pussy, their movements making her quim rub a little on the mattress beneath her. Umm.

  “Thighs next?” Rio asked.

  “No. Hands.”

  “You have a weird way of having sex.”

  Aiden’s talented fingers pressed all around her knee and across the back of it, loosening muscles. “Slow build. Slow burn until she is dying for you, and you for her.”

  “I’m level three. We build fast. I’m already dying for her.”

  “I swear you’re a walking hard-on, Rio.”

  “I see you have one too,” Rio said to Aiden.

  “A beautiful woman under my hands, scented pheromone oil and a turned-on Shareem next to me, how could I not have a hard-on?”

  Nella waited for Rio to make a quip back, but after a thoughtful silence, he merely said, “Hmm.”

  Aiden laughed like Rio had made a joke. She felt his chest rumble beneath the sole of her foot.

  Much to her regret, Aiden gave her leg one last caress and lowered her foot. Rio followed suit, but drew his nails gently down her calf, scratching lightly.

  The sensation excited her. He was telling her he could be gentle, but with a promise he might be rough later.

  They started on her hands, Aiden on her left and Rio on her right, doing much the same as they’d done to her feet. Aiden massaged her palm slowly; Rio circled it with a strong touch, then licked each of her fingers from base to tip.

  Nella closed her eyes as they worked their way up her arms to her shoulders. Aiden’s touch was completely different from Rio’s, so distinct that when their four hands moved at random down her bare back, she was able to tell which was which.

  The massage both relaxed her and excited her. Her breasts were tight, nipples pressed into the sheet beneath her. Her quim was wet, and she knew the sheet would be damp with her cream when she finally turned over.

  They drew their hands down her spine, oiling her all over, dipping to her sides, massaging the small of her back, nearly, but not quite, touching her buttocks.

  She kept her eyes closed and reveled in her other senses—the scent of the oil and Rio’s and Aiden’s skin, hot with wanting. The whisper of their hands against her, the quiet sound of their breathing, the occasional noise in Rio’s throat as his wanting grew. Best of all, the feel of four hands stroking, swirling, kneading her flesh.

  She wanted one more sensation—taste. She wanted her tongue against Rio’s skin, tasting the salt of his sweat. Even more, she wanted the spice of his mouth, the dark flavor of his cock and the smooth, mellow taste of his cum.

  “Make her wait,” Aiden murmured.

  They stroked her thighs, switching sides so that Rio was now on her left. And then at last, Aiden let them move to her buttocks.

  Aiden drizzled oil over her right butt cheek, then slowly smoothed it over her, kneading a little harder than he had on her back and legs.

  Rio slid the oil over her left buttock, then gave it a slap, not hard, but she moved in delight.

  She moved in delight again when Aiden’s fingers dipped between her legs. She moved her thighs apart without realizing she did it, wanting them to touch her. Their fingers moved, slow and sweet, in the crease between her thighs and her quim.

  “She’s so wet,” Aiden murmured.

  “So this is slow burn,” Rio said. “I think I like it.”

  Rio’s fingers slid along her opening, scooping up her cream. She turned her head to watch him lift his fingers to his mouth and lick them clean.

  Aiden continued to stroke, tracing her quim, his body temperature rising. “Rio, how far do you want me to go?”

  “A little farther.” Rio laid his hand on Nella’s backside but didn’t caress it. “Help me prepare her.”

  “All right.”

  Nella lay in silence, too far dazed by their combined Shareem presence to ask prepare me for what?

  “Nella,” Rio said softly. “Do you want me inside you?”

  “Yes!” The word jerked from her, and at the same time, her hips lifted of their own accord.

  “But you can’t, can you? It’s the custom on your world that you can’t. Isn’t that what you told me?”

  “Yes,” Nella said mournfully. If she was wrong about the Bond, and she let Rio take her, things could go badly for her.

  “There’s another way you can have me, one that will leave you still intact.”

  Hope leapt within her. “How?”

  Rio slipped his fingers between her buttocks and touched her anal star with his forefinger. “In here.”

  “Damn,” Aiden murmured, voice dark.

  “Do you want that, Nella?”

  “Yes.”

  She wanted it with all her might, though she did not really know what it would be like. She remembered the feel of his tongue there, and knew that his cock would be much better.

  Somewhere under her Shareem-induced lassitude, she felt a touch of fear. Rio’s tongue was one thing—his cock was enormous.

  “If she’s never done it, it won’t be easy for her,” Aiden said.

  “That’s why I want you to help me. Make me go slow.”

  “All right.”

  Rio leaned down and kissed Nella’s temple. “I’ll make it not hurt, sweetheart. I’ll make it good. Do you believe me?”

  She hesitated before she said, “Yes.”

  Rio didn’t miss the hesitation. “Hmm. I think you’ve just earned a spanking. But I’ll punish you later. Right now, it’s all about pleasure.”

  “Yes,” Nella said.


  “Is it what you truly want?” Rio said, his breath warm in her ear. “Make sure.”

  She remembered her first sexual encounter with him, here in this room, when he’d told her that Shareem had to be asked to do the lady’s pleasure, that they could be switched on or off.

  “On,” she said, giving him the answer she’d given him then.

  He smiled into her skin. “Thank you, love. You won’t regret it.”

  “No,” she breathed.

  “I need Aiden to help make it good. Is that all right?”

  She glanced once at Aiden. “Yes,” she said.

  The atmosphere in the room changed as soon as she made her decision. She could almost feel the anticipation like an electric current.

  Rio told her to stay where she was, facedown on the bed. He took off his loincloth and set it aside, now naked and beautiful. Her excitement flowed faster, and she thought she’d come the moment he touched her.

  Aiden divested himself of his loincloth, as well. Naked, he poured oil onto his hands and rubbed them together, slathering the oil over his fingers.

  Instead of rubbing it on her back or buttocks, as she’d expected. He came to the head of the bed and sat cross-legged on it, his back to the wall, his fully erect cock pointing straight at her.

  “Get up on your hands and knees,” Rio said.

  His voice was no longer soothing and calm, like Aiden’s. He’d returned to his level three nature, his obey me-and-you-won’t-regret-it voice.

  Shakily, she got to her hands and knees. Rio rested his hands on her backside, cupping and parting her cheeks, massaging them a little. His voice might be commanding, but his hands were as gentle at that moment as Aiden’s.

  Aiden lightly pressed down on her back, coaxing her until her breasts rested on the mattress, her rear in the air. He trickled his oiled fingers over her shoulders and neck, wordlessly urging her to calm, to relax.

  Her heartbeat thudded in her ears, but Aiden’s touch on her neck and Rio’s on her backside made her body unclench a little at a time.

  “Breathe in,” Aiden said, his voice a near whisper. “Take a nice long breath, then exhale slowly.”

  Nella obeyed. She took a deep breath, letting the spice of the oil and Aiden fill her. The breath warmed her inside, and she relaxed even more as she breathed out.

  Rio climbed onto the bed in one movement, his dark brown legs encompassing Nella’s white ones. He licked the base of her spine, using the action to glide his warm breath over her.

  “Breathe in,” Aiden said again, his fingers light on her.

  As Nella took another slow inhale, Rio pressed his fingers around the rim of her anal hole, stroking and massaging, his fingers drenched in oil.

  He seemed in no hurry. He massaged and kneaded, his movements soothing, and she felt her body grow warmer and more open. Her eyelids drooped, his touch and Aiden’s making her drowsy.

  “Look at Aiden,” Rio said, his voice low.

  Nella raised her eyes. Aiden had shifted so he straddled the bed, his legs to either side. The only thing she could see before her gaze was his elongated, erect cock and the blond hairs clinging to his balls.

  “That’s what’s back here, going in you,” Rio continued. “You’ll feel my cock, and it looks just like that. Only much bigger.”

  Aiden rumbled with laughter. “In your dreams.”

  Nella did not laugh. She kept her eyes fastened on Aiden’s dark shaft, stiff and ready. The tip was engorged, clear moisture welling from the tiny slit in the middle.

  She felt her anal hole squeeze once and open, without her consciously doing it.

  “That’s good,” Rio said, approval in his voice.

  For some reason, she wanted his approval. She wanted to please him, then wanted to squirm and be displeasing so he’d spank her.

  Where the thoughts came from, she had no idea, but they flooded her mind. She wanted him to manacle her hands, like he had in front of Rees and Talan, and tell her she needed to be punished. She wanted to feel the sting of his strap on her backside and hear the slap.

  She’d never known these thoughts were possible. Rio had taught them to her. He’d taught her to be playful and not ashamed of wanting what she did, opening up whole new vistas of pleasuring and receiving pleasure.

  Months ago, she’d never have dreamed of relaxing, naked, in front of one man while another prepared to fuck her in the ass.

  And she’d never have said the words fuck and ass even to herself, in any language.

  Rio leaned over, his body warmth all over her. Nella’s cunt was full of cream, the moisture hot on her legs.

  “What do you want, Nella?” Rio asked. He lifted the slender chain, still affixed to her collar, and wrapped it loosely around his hand. “Tell me.”

  “I want—”

  She inhaled, barely having any breath for speaking.

  Rio dragged the cool chain across her back. “What do you want?” His voice was a little harder.

  “I want to lick Aiden.”

  Aiden, without speaking, inched closer, putting his cock right under her mouth. He smelled different from Rio, a crisper, cleaner scent, where Rio smelled musky and warm.

  “Anything else?” Rio asked.

  Nella licked her lips. It was still difficult to say out loud what he wanted her to say.

  “Do you want the lash?” he asked.

  “Yes. Please.”

  A moment later, she felt the sting of leather across her buttocks. She flinched, but released a moan of pleasure. It felt so good. “Thank you.”

  “What else?” Rio set the whip aside, his voice low again. “What do you want, baby?”

  “I want you.” She swallowed. “I want you to fuck me.”

  “Mmm, interesting. You want me to fuck you where?”

  “My ass.” She took another deep breath and said it in a rush. “Iwantyoutofuckmeintheass.”

  “Oh darlin, I thought you’d never ask.”

  She supposed he’d climb down, get his leather strap and spank her with it first. Instead, he gently spread her backside and pressed his cock between the cheeks, just bumping her hole.

  “I won’t let it hurt,” he said.

  She believed him. If he told her the sky had turned bright silver and it was raining orchids, she’d believe him right now.

  He rested his hands on the small of her back, rubbing it a little. Aiden stroked her hair, his thumbs on her temples. She reached out with her tongue and took a long lick of his cock.

  At the same time, Rio pushed his tip into her open and relaxed hole.

  She froze. This felt different from his finger pressing and massaging. His cock was large, opening her up, stretching her as she’d never been stretched before.

  Elation struck her. Rio was inside her. Not far, but he was in her, filling her, making her more complete than she’d ever been in her life.

  She wriggled and squealed. Rio shushed her. He’d slathered his cock with oil, and her hole, too, and he slid in another inch without much effort.

  She smiled, deliriously happy. Aiden’s touch on her changed, becoming more erotic, less calming. She licked his large cock, and then she sucked his tip into her mouth.

  Aiden made a noise of pleasure and lifted his hips, encouraging her to take more. At the same time, Rio pushed himself in a little farther.

  Oh gods, yes. I have entered heaven.

  The fullness of Rio inside her was pure happiness. The taste of Aiden made her happy, too, though she knew she didn’t love Aiden. She liked him and was grateful to him for helping her take Rio, but she did not love him.

  This had been Rio’s reason for bringing Aiden, so he could ready her to accept this incredible, incredible sensation. They’d done it for her, to give her pleasure.

  Well, not entirely for her. Rio groaned, and she imagined his cock, stiff and hard, half buried in her ass, the shaft ending in black hair against Rio’s swarthy skin.

  The thought excited her. She wished the room
had a mirror, so she could watch him fucking her.

  She wanted the feeling to go on forever. The pleasure was incredible. Would it feel this way when Rio took her fully, vaginally, when she made him hers and hers alone?

  If it was even better than this, she wanted it with all her might.

  Aiden leaned forward. His skin was hot, his Shareem blood pounding. They needed release, Rio had said, so they would not die. Aiden was close to release, his cock moving slightly with the hard beating of his heart.

  She licked his tip then suckled it, hard. Rio suddenly moved his hands around her hips until he touched her clit.

  Nella jerked, the muscles of her ass contracting. Rio groaned out loud as she pulled him deeper inside her.

  “Suck,” Aiden murmured, voice hoarse. “Suck me, please.”

  Nella sucked. She could not stop herself. She slid her mouth all over his cock, imagining it was Rio’s, wishing she could both suck his cock and have it pleasure her at the same time.

  “Gods.” Aiden held his shaft hard at the base, stroking a little with his fingers and thumb. “Rio, you have me so turned on.”

  He stroked a little longer, Nella licking him, then he came.

  His semen flowed over Nella’s lips, some of it missing her mouth. He moaned, hips working as he came and came.

  Nella rocked with her own climax, licking Aiden’s cock and squeezing Rio’s, loving the feel of Rio’s fingers on her clit, his cock so long and hard in her ass. Her throat was raw, and she didn’t know why, until she realized that the sounds she heard in the room were her own screams.

  “You’re so tight,” Rio said, his deep voice mingling with her cries and Aiden’s hoarse breathing. “Baby, sweet love, you’re so tight for me. Fuck, yes.”

  She felt him come inside her, hot seed filling her and grating against her skin. Aiden leaned back against the wall, spent, while Nella sobbed and curled her hands in her continued climax.

  Rio fell down on top of her, enclosing her with his body, holding her against his damp chest. “Nella,” he said, kissing her hair. “You did fine, sweet darling. I—”

  He broke off, but Nella did not notice. She was exhausted and happy from her climax and the chemicals that poured through her body, courtesy of Aiden and Rio.

  She lowered herself to the bed, and Rio followed her down, still holding her, his cock sliding gently from her ass.