by Rie Warren
Dex shifted lower, and I heard his wet slurping from below.
“Oh yeah. Suck my balls, meehra.”
Looking below the thick rod embedded in my mouth, I saw Dex devouring Jedrek’s testicles. His beard was damp, lips reddened, eyes shut, and he lapped luxuriously.
I whimpered, slick between my legs, so turned on. The both of us servicing Jedrek was the sexiest moment in my life.
My saliva flowed down Jedrek’s straining shaft, and I grasped him in two hands, twisting, sucking, wanting his cum.
“Can you smell our mate, Dex?” Jedrek’s voice was a thick low rumble.
Dex licked up over my stroking fingers, his mouth searching for mine. When his lips crushed against my mouth, I met his tongue. Rising to my knees, I crashed my soft breasts against his hard chest, aroused beyond belief.
Dex drew back, his nostrils flared. “She’s wet.”
“Check for us.” His cock standing between Dex and me, Jedrek again doled out the sexual orders.
Clasping the nape of my neck, Dex held me still while one hand roamed down across my breasts, my belly, and farther. His fingers slid over my slit then into the squelching heat.
I shuddered, my forehead dropping to his shoulder.
The hot wet sound of my cunt clearly audible, Jedrek said, “Put that pussy on my face.”
My heart beat fast in my chest as Dex rearranged me. He placed my knees on either side of Jedrek’s head, my breasts sliding against his chest, my mouth down near the sturdy cock filling my vision.
Dex reappeared, a wicked grin widening his reddened used lips, and he went back down on Jedrek. I followed him, tracing the throbbing veins on Jedrek’s tremendous tool before sucking the overripe head into my mouth. Every so often Dex’s and my tongues met, tangled, twined on the fat shaft we shared between us.
Then Jedrek pulled me down by my waist and speared my pussy with his tongue.
I screamed around the thick meat filling my mouth, arching back, shoving for more.
Jedrek sucked on me and kissed me. He spread my labia and tasted me deeply. Every single nerve in my body sang, from my nipples to my clit to my tongue still dancing along his cock.
He took my clit between his firm lips, and his fangs teased with the lightest touch.
Shivers ran along my body. My nipples ached, rubbing against his solid muscles.
I wanted his cum.
Every time I moaned, Dex grunted. He came up to meet my mouth, take my lips, twine his fingers in my hair.
Then he’d force me back down to the stiff tower of cock we both feasted on.
I humped back onto Jedrek’s face. I fell forward onto his dick. I rose up to kiss and lick Dex’s mouth.
With a buck of his groin, Jedrek started spraying. My eyes widened, and I caught the first stream on my tongue. Dex grabbed the other male’s jerking cock and aimed the next milky white ropes into his mouth, swallowing loudly.
Between my thighs, Jedrek’s grunts vibrated. He thrust his fingers inside me. Licking and biting and plunging, he made me come so hard I cried out, back arched. And Dex rose, supporting me.
We shared Jedrek’s taste between our lips, and my orgasm surged higher because Jedrek never stopped licking me.
I whimpered, crawling forward to dislodge his mouth. Dex slipped to the side, rolling next to Jedrek and fisting his hugely engorged erection.
“Who’s gonna take care of my cock now?”
The blond male’s forearm strained, and so did his dick corded with thumping veins.
“Jerk it over us,” Jedrek demanded, his own shaft still straining hard.
Dex grinned wickedly, rising to his knees. I lay across Jedrek, caressing Dex’s rock-hard thighs. Jedrek cupped the heavily swinging sac between Dex’s legs. And Dex? He stroked the taut length, butting the bloated crown each time with his big knuckles.
I tongued around his fingers, my nipples rubbing against Jedrek’s chest.
Then Dex placed a hand on top of my head, tangling my hair in his fingers.
He roared just once before his voice broke.
Hot lashes of cum landed on my tongue, wept down my chin, splattered across my breasts.
Another hoarse shout left Dex’s heaving chest, and he shuffled closer, lowering his cock to Jedrek’s waiting mouth. Controlling his jerking shaft, he ladled more cum onto the other warrior’s mouth, into the other warrior’s mouth.
Jedrek dragged me back down, and we shared the sexy, musky, wet maleness between us, tongues slipping back and forth.
Dex finally flipped to his side next to us, watching our kiss, stroking my back. And then Jedrek guided him closer until we met in a threeway kiss that quickly became heated.
“You’re staying in my bed from now on. Both of you.”
“I don’t take orders from you.” Dex balked with a grin.
“Like fuck you don’t.”
Dex rolled closer, hand stretching across Jedrek’s chest, and he rubbed his jaw along the other man’s. “I love you, meehra.”
“And that’s why you’ll stay in my bed.”
It was . . . incredible watching the two men together. More incredible when they turned their attention on me. Their affection on me.
I slid across Jedrek to kiss Dex. “I think we should do what he says.”
“This time,” Dex allowed.
****
Nusoon season had come in hard and harsh and blown out just as quickly. As soon as the weather cleared and Jedrek was fully back on his feet, the king and queen made the announcement that Baby X and little Fallon were to be blessed at the Temple by the Blind Seer.
All were to attend.
The two moons hung gloriously, peacefully, in the black velvet sky. Their white beams and the glow of the Temple’s obelisks provided clear luminous light as the entire court gathered for the ceremony. The last royal to be born was Kerta, and that was an incredibly long time ago, so the birth of the twins marked an extraordinarily important occasion.
The entire crowd cheered when Prairie and X made their entrance, walking down from the palace. This was the first time the twins had been presented to everyone, and the two infants seemed remarkably alert—X the Second perched on the king’s arm, Fallon carried by Prairie. The two infants both had eyes as green as the verdra gem, and Fallon had the cutest cap of red curls. Wee X’s hair was a shock of black.
After the family disappeared within the Temple, a hush fell over the gathered celebrants. Though the Blind Seer remained a mystery—appearing miraculously only to the royals and disappearing just as magically—an air of expectancy hung over the crowd like the two moons above, saddled so low in the sky.
I stood between Dex and Jedrek just outside the Temple’s entrance. They were both outfitted in their leather pants and ceremonial chestplates. I’d dressed in a new gown, this dress a shimmering rich red color, one of many that kept turning up in the chambers I’d pretty much moved into with Dex and Jedrek.
We hadn’t discussed the future, but the bond between us only grew stronger with each passing day. I couldn’t imagine not being with them, sharing the big bed with them, standing by their sides.
The sacred ceremony lasted less than half an hour, then the king and queen emerged again. Prairie laughing, X looking far more stern.
He halted in front of Dex, Jedrek, and I, and plump Baby X reached out to grab at Dex’s long beard.
“The Blind Seer wants to see you,” the king announced.
Prairie leaned in, winking. “Get it. The Blind Seer wants to see you?”
“But she’s never shown herself to your subjects before.” Jedrek’s brows cranked down over his eyes.
“Are you questioning me?” One of X’s eyebrows shifted high on his forehead.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Jedrek drolly replied.
“All three of us?” I asked, my voice unsteady.
Dex seemed to grasp the goings-on faster than me, and his blue eyes took on an even more vibrant hue when he turned to me. “Can you
love both of us, meehri?”
Suddenly I realized . . . we were about to be mated together by the sacred Blind Seer.
A sort of weird giddy calm stole over me, and I glanced from Jedrek to Dex, both awaiting my answer.
This is where I belong. These two males are my future.
“I already love you both.” Hands held out to them, I beckoned them forward. “Come to me.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jedrek
LAUREL LOOKED GLORIOUS, shining beneath the two moons’ light. Her black hair shimmered, her red lips curved in invitation, and she took both Dex and me by the hand.
With a gentle tug, she pulled us between the obelisks, toward our mutual destiny.
Inside the shining ring of columns, the Blind Seer awaited us. She was at least as tall as X, and she wore a hood that covered her face. In fact, the only skin she showed were her hands—slim, and fine, and white as bone. Awe filled me, and I had no idea what was expected of us.
This definitely wasn’t an everyday occurrence.
Dex, Laurel, and I unlinked hands, waiting anxiously.
“No need to be nervous.” The covering over the Blind Seer’s face shifted as she spoke in a deep sonorous tone. “I’m just the most ancient sacred being on the planet.”
Beside me, I heard Dex gulp. Then he made this weird bowing motion.
Somehow the Seer sensed his genuflection and commented, “And no need to bow. I’m not as fussy about ritual as the king.”
I barked out a laugh, because the king fussy? The only thing he fussed about was when he wasn’t getting enough sex from Prairie.
Laurel shook her head frantically at me, her violet eyes widening, her lips pursed closed.
“Two Zenithian males and one human female? Interesting.” As if she glided several inches off the ground, the sacrosanct female floated around us, and energy seemed to curl from her outstretched fingers.
Maybe she was hovering off the ground. What the hell did I know?
Fuck, I hope she can’t read minds like X can. Talk about awkward.
Now I was the one gulping, my palms sweating. “Uh, we didn’t really plan on getting together as a threesome.”
Laurel shot a look at me. “Yeah, right. Maybe I didn’t, but you two sure put some planning into it.”
“Another feisty human.” Sweeping around to the front of us, the Seer inclined her head toward Laurel. “I like it.”
“Is there some kind of protocol for what we’re supposed to do in here?” Dex shifted his big booted feet, hands clasped behind his back.
“Yes. Didn’t you get the memo?”
Shit. A memo?
Silence reigned until she chuckled a resonant laugh. “Relax. Every binding is unique, and it’s simply a pleasure to be out among the commoners. I do get bored sitting up in my own realm all alone.”
My eyebrows rose toward the sky.
“I might need to attend one of the feasts I hear so much about.”
Again Laurel’s eyes widened.
“Shall we do this thing?” the Blind Seer asked.
“Right.” I cleared my throat. “Yeah.”
“Splendid. The warrior Jedrek, the warrior Dex, the human Laurel, will you all join hands?”
We did as asked, the three of us linked together through flesh as we’d soon be bound by ritual.
“It is important to understand a mating ritual is permanent. You must all profess a profound love for one another.”
Fuck. Talking is not my strong suit.
“Would you begin, Jedrek?”
She has to be a mindreader too.
“No comment,” she said in reply to my silent thought.
I licked my lips nervously, drawing Dex and Laurel closer to me. “I didn’t think I’d fall in love once, let alone twice. Or with two such different . . . beings. Dex, you were my friend for years and I respected you, trusted you. But now I want you with an ache that resides inside my soul if I can’t have you—always, deeply, desperately.”
A muscle ticked almost imperceptibly at the back of Dex’s jaw, and his hand tightened around mine.
I turned my attention to Laurel. “You, meehri, captured my attention from the first. So sweet, so innocent, or so I thought.”
She gave me a fleeting smile.
“I just wanted to protect you. Then I longed to possess you. But you possessed me right back, and I wouldn’t be able to live without you.”
Her eyes sparkling and damp, she blinked rapidly.
The Seer nodded at Dex, indicating it was his turn to give his vows.
“Not sure how I’m supposed to follow that. Always have to one-up me.” Dex winked, but then his voice dropped to a deep sober tone. “Before you two, I thought little about love and all about lust.”
“And that’s changed how?” I couldn’t resist making him blush one more time.
“It changed when you showed me both at the same time, meehra.”
His words poured over me, and I felt lighter, freer, even though we were binding ourselves together forever.
“And Laurel. Our beautiful human woman. I wanted you all to myself, but having you with Jedrek, loving you with him,” he shook his head, smiling in that rare beautifully shy way of his, “it’s everything. The two of you are everything.”
Laurel beamed proudly. But when she began, her voice was shaky at first. “I knew you’d both always watch over me, but I didn’t expect Dex—funny and sweet. Jedrek—sometimes too serious and so powerful—”
“Hey, I’m powerful too,” Dex interrupted.
Laurel’s tinkling laugh sent waves of pleasure over me. “Of course you are. You’re both Valkrane warriors, but so different. And it’s the difference that makes our love stronger.” A tear coursed down her glowing cheek. “I’m so very lucky to have you both.”
“We all are,” I whispered, watching both my mates.
The Blind Seer seemed to approve because next she began chanting in the ancient mother tongue. A low melodious soothing song, which weaved a mystical spell I felt warming and expanding outward from my hearts. Her rich tones washed over us, threading the three of us together forever.
A special kind of energy seemed to surround us when her last few words floated up into the air. And I held Dex and Laurel closer against me, wanting this moment, this memory, imprinted in my mind.
“Now,” the ancient female opened her hands toward us, “who has the rings?”
“The . . . the rings?” Dex stammered.
The only ring I wanted to put on the male was a cock ring.
“Joking,” the Seer said with another chuckle.
“Prairie’s rubbing off on her,” Dex muttered.
Then, with our love bound, the skin markings on Dex’s and my torsos glowed to life, the light emanating from under our chestplates. The circles shifted one final time to connect completely. A permanent etching of our mating with Laurel forever marked on our bodies.
Laurel reached out, hands smoothing over our bodies where the chestplates didn’t cover us. Her fingertips followed the flowing lines that showed, and as she stood before me, I lowered my mouth to hers.
The kiss unrushed, our tongues met to taste and slowly swirl.
She drifted back with a quiet hum before Dex turned her into his embrace. Watching the pair kiss, their mouths aligning, heads twisting, sent a hot pulse of raw arousal through me.
Then I dragged Dex to me, my gaze landing on his before slipping to his red lips. Lips I hungrily plundered, the rasp of his beard tingling against my flesh, the dart of his tongue drawing a groan from my chest.
“Young love. Splendid.” The Blind Seer’s hood moved again, and I sensed she was smiling serenely.
Although I didn’t know who she was calling young. Dex and I were both many, many decades old. I supposed Laurel qualified, though through one of the awesome perks of living on Zenithia her aging had already begun slowing.
Then the Blind Seer was gone. Just like that. Leaving the three of us mated
once and for all, and before all.
When we stepped from the shining structure of obelisks, raucous cheers crashed over us. Zenithians and humans alike clapped and whistled. We were pulled into embraces from the king and queen to Zane and Astrid, and of course Magnar.
Dex clapped the other Valkrane warrior on the back, bellowing, “Last alien standing right here!”
“And that’s how it’s going to stay,” Magnar announced, but then he didn’t know what he was missing out on.
Mainly hot threesome sex.
And a whole lot of love.
I pulled Dex and Laurel up to Prairie and X.
“No offense, but fuck the feast,” I said to the king and queen.
We had better things to do.
Mainly hot threesome mated sex.
“But I’m supposed to dance.” Laurel gave Dex and me a pretty playful pout, swirling lustrous black hair over one shoulder.
“Dance for us.” Dex took matters into his own hands, lifting Laurel into his arms to the crowd’s roaring applause and Laurel’s high squeals.
I followed swiftly behind, watching Dex’s taut ass flex as he stalked purposefully along.
He carried her all the way to our chambers and over the threshold.
Smiling broadly, he said, “Isn’t this an Earth tradition?”
Laurel rolled her eyes, her arms twined around his neck. “Put me down. I promised you a dance.”
“That’s more like it.” He let her slip from his body, setting her on her feet.
Then he swatted her on the ass and tugged me with him to one of the soft benches. He removed both our chestplates before splatting me down on the sofa and sliding beside me. An arm around my shoulder, he dragged me into a lush male kiss, hands grappling all the way down my back.
Laurel gasped. “Oh God. I love watching you kiss.”
With one last lick of my lips, Dex aimed a hot flashing look at her. “Dance for your males, meehri.”
A stunning dark-haired goddess, she swung her hips with a sensual glide. Her tits shimmied within the soft confines of her crimson red gown. Twisting her arms over her head, she spun in a slow circle, the dress rippling over the globes of her ass.
My cock surged fully erect, forming a hard roll inside my leathers.
