“Relaxed.” She smiled, leaning her back against the lounge inside the pool. “I don’t think I have ever been so relaxed in my life.” Sitting up, she looked around. “I have never been in a tub so large, or one that bubbled so merrily.”
She waved her arms through the water, her hand brushing his leg. “Oh!” She sat up. “I’m sorry.”
Lorcan grinned. “There’s nothing to apologize for, my mate. You can touch me anytime you want. You can also touch Tarin any time you would like as well.” He moved forward, his hands reaching for her breasts.
Tarin watched, mesmerized as Lorcan’s hands cupped her full breasts, his thumbs teasing her pert nipples.
Dana stared at Lorcan’s cock as it bobbed in front of her face and licked her lips. “Is…is tasting you the way you tasted me allowed?”
Tarin almost lost it when she voiced her innocent question. He couldn’t wait to see her ripe lips wrapped around Lorcan’s shaft. He wanted to see that almost as much as he wanted to shove his cock so deep in her ass he wouldn’t know where he left off and she began.
“Do it,” Tarin said on a growl. His beast grew excited at the thought. He knew then he was close to the edge and needed to finish this or he would go mad. “Suck it, while I taste you.”
Dana licked her lips again as her eyelids drooped and her eyes grew slumberous. Turning, she looked at Lorcan then took his cock in her hand. His friend moved closer, guiding his cock into their mate’s mouth.
When her lips closed over Lorcan’s cock and her cheeks hollowed out as he wedged his cock down her throat, Tarin knew he must ready her for him or he would come before he even touched his aching cock to her ass.
Leaning down, Tarin pulled her thighs over his shoulders. He wanted to taste her first. Correction. He needed to taste her first. His mouth had watered as he waited his turn to savor the sweet flavor of her woman’s cream.
Dana moaned when he touched the tip of his tongue to her flesh. He lapped at her, suckling her plump lips into his mouth. Again and again he took her to the very edge before growing still and yanking her back from the brink.
Lorcan’s harsh breathing told him that his friend was about to come again, but he didn’t care. He needed the taste of his mate in his mouth.
Looking up, he watched as Lorcan pulled and twisted her nipples while she ruthlessly sucked his cock. Her head bobbed back and forth as Lorcan continually drove his hard cock into her mouth.
Reaching out to the low shelf, Tarin grabbed the bottle of oil there. He dumped a generous portion of it onto his hand and squirted even more onto her back hole and into her anus.
With his fingers well oiled, he inserted first one, then two fingers into her virgin hole. Even though he knew she would be tight, he still groaned at the sensation of her ass clenching down on his fingers.
Looking up, he saw her cupping Lorcan’s balls as she continued to suck his cock. Who was this siren they had found and how were they so lucky as to have her for a mate?
Holding on to his control by a thread, Tarin thrust one more finger past her tight outer ring and scissored his fingers, doing his best to stretch her and make her ready for the size of his cock.
Tarin’s stomach clenched with need as he imagined what it would feel like to thrust his cock into that tight hole. He wanted to know what it would feel like to mate with her, to love her as much as he did.
She may only have met them yesterday afternoon, but they had known her for months before she ran away from her uncle. They each loved her in their own way, and she would soon discover that they would do anything for her, including die for her.
Certain that his mate was as ready for his possession as she would ever be, Tarin finally wrapped his lips around her tender flesh and suckled her hard bud into his mouth. Finally, he gave her what she needed to come, and she screamed around Lorcan’s cock.
The vibration was obviously too much for his friend to bear. Lorcan threw his head back and let out a low growl as he came into their mate’s mouth. Cum ran down her chin as Lorcan shot his load then finally pulled away to sit on the seat beside Dana.
“Come, love,” Lorcan said as he lifted her onto his lap. “Sit here and let me hold you while Tarin loves you.”
“How will he do that? Don’t I have to face him?”
Tarin chuckled. “I love your innocence, little one.” He rubbed the globes of her ass before thrusting his finger inside her again. “This is where I plan to fuck you, my mate.”
“Um…won’t that hurt?”
“Only for a bit then it will pass as it did when Lorcan fucked your pussy. You liked that didn’t you?”
“Oh, yes.” Her breaths began to come in short pants as he thrust his finger in and out of her ass while Lorcan pulled and twisted her nipples.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes.” She groaned when he pulled his finger out.
Moving forward, he poured oil on his cock then rested the head against her tight opening. Gently, he pushed himself forward, slowly breeching the unyielding outer ring.
“Gods, you’re tight, baby.” Tarin forced the words out from between clenched teeth. It nearly killed him when he finally forced his way past the outer ring and the head was finally inside her.
Thrust after slow thrust eased him forward until finally, his balls rested against her drenched pussy. Energy swirled around them as their bond took hold and tied them together. There was only one last thing to do before they were all bound as one and that was to take her together, but that would have to wait.
As much as her inhibitions were muted and he knew she would allow it, they wouldn’t allow it. It was too much, too soon for her. This, at least, would bind them all together, if not give them the edge of being fully mated and giving Dana their longevity.
Soon they would finish this, but not tonight. As much as he wanted to take his pleasure within the solace of her body, this night was mainly for Dana. Tonight they would show her what it was like to have two men love her. The next time, she would do this on her own without the help of the Laluna.
“Are you ready, baby, or does it hurt?”
“I’m ready.” Her words came out as little more than short pants. “I want this. Please don’t make me beg you for it. Fuck me, Tarin…please.”
The sound of her pleas tore down what little was left of his control, and Tarin withdrew then quickly thrust back inside her. Little by little she grabbed pieces of his heart as she panted and screamed for release while he continued to fuck into her back hole. He mercilessly drove his cock into her as she begged him to make her come. This was the mate they wanted, the mate they dreamed of, and he thanked God they found her.
Over and over he thrust into her. Again and again he returned with such force he drove her into Lorcan, rocking his friend in the water. Lorcan kept his head buried against her breasts, alternately sucking her nipples, helping to drive her over the edge.
It wasn’t until his friend reached between them and thrummed their mate’s clit that she came with a scream, her ass clamping down on Tarin like a vise. That was when he dove over the edge of reality and lost his mind to the climax that overtook him.
Ropes of thick fluid shot from the head of his cock and into her ass, bathing her insides with the warm seed. One, two, three thrusts more and he was spent, his forehead resting between her shoulder blades as he tried to catch his breath.
Pulling free of her clasping flesh, Tarin sat down heavily in the water before his legs gave out. The healing waters swirled around him, soothing his muscles and reviving him.
Reaching over, he helped Lorcan wash their mate who had passed out from exhaustion. “We are the luckiest men in the universe, old friend.”
“Yes, we are,” Lorcan agreed while he stroked a soapy washcloth over her smooth skin. “It’s hard to believe how incredibly fortunate we were that the council decided to send us.”
Tarin nodded. “I agree most heartily, my old friend. We were most fortunate indeed.”
Chap
ter Thirteen
Dana floated on a euphoric cloud. Warmth surrounded her. She snuggled deeper into the blankets, a smile tugging at her lips. What a strange but wonderful dream she had. Just the thought that two handsome men could want her in that way pleased her more than she could have imagined.
Cool air kissed her nose and cheeks, and she wondered how she could feel so blessedly warm when the room was so cool. She frowned. Wait a minute. It shouldn’t be cool in the daylight. It was summer, wasn’t it?
She cracked an eye opened and gasped. Tarin stared down at her, one dark eyebrow raised, his whiskey-colored gaze boring into hers. “What are you doing here?”
“What am I doing here? This is our marriage bed, or have you already forgotten that you mated with Lorcan and I just last night?” Reaching up, he grinned as he ran a finger from the center of her throat to her cleavage before stopping to graze her nipple with his thumb. “We must try harder next time if the experience was so unremarkable.”
“No.” She pushed his hand away and rubbed the tip of her breast. “It was fine, really.” She tried to roll over to put some distance between them, but rolled right into Lorcan. “I, uh, hi!” She licked her lips and tried not to meet his gaze.
How could she possibly look either of them in the eye after all the things she’d done with them the night before? She was no better than a doxie! What had come over her? It didn’t matter that she had thought about doing most of those things with these men only yesterday, but she never would have acted on them before. Why now?
Her cheeks burned with mortification. What must they think of her wanton behavior? She pressed her hands to her cheeks, her eyes filling with tears. “I’m sorry. I–I don’t know what came over me. I really have no idea. I’ve never acted this way before in my life. I swear.”
“We know that, love,” Lorcan said, his hands roaming sensuously over her back, soothing away her tension and her worries. “More than anyone I know you came to us untouched.”
“Then why would I do such things when my mind knows it’s wrong?”
“Because, baby. Your body told you it was right and your body will always, always win.”
Dana sighed and looked at the wall over his shoulder. How could she ever look them in the eyes again? She did so many unspeakable things. It didn’t matter that they seemed to enjoy them. All that mattered was that she remembered having her mouth on his—his cock!
She remembered the sensation of his warmth in her mouth, tracing the large veins with her tongue as he held her hair and groaned above her. She had been so wanton as she traced the ridged muscles of his flat stomach and reached around him to squeeze his hard buttocks. Her face grew hot and she stared down at her hands, unable to look at either of them.
And if she had just listened to herself, she would have known that something was wrong. When had she started using such words as fuck me? Last night she had said them at least twice. She wasn’t certain how many more times she had said them.
“I have to get up and go to the bathroom.” She frowned as she remembered the contents of the ritual bonding room. “I don’t remember seeing a commode in here. Where can I relieve myself?”
Tarin stood and held out his hand. “Come, I’ll show you.”
Dana tried not to look up the long length of him. Goodness, he was tall...and big. Dark hair brushed his broad shoulders that tapered down to a narrow waist and slim hips.
He winked at her, his whiskey-colored eyes twinkling. “I like what I see when I look at you, too, sweetheart.”
Wrapping one of the silken sheets around her, Dana stood. Placing her hand in his, she allowed him to lead her across the room.
“Here you are, sweetheart. The facilities are through that door. When you are finished, pull the handle and water will wash it down.”
Dana slipped through the door, looking at the strange fixture that she knew must be their version of a commode in a water closet.
After relieving herself, she washed her hands in the little basin provided and, wrapping the sheet tighter around her, she opened the door to rejoin Tarin. She still didn’t know what made her throw caution to the wind and make love with the two men with such abandon. What had come over her?
“Are you ready for your bath, my love?” Tarin asked as soon as she joined him.
“I’m not sure,” she said, half teasing. “So far, the two times I have bathed, you and Lorcan have made love to me. I don’t think I can do that again. I’m sore now.”
“Don’t worry, love. Lorcan and I have duties to perform, and we must go to work. As much as we would love to lose ourselves in your luscious body once again, we cannot. We have much to do to prepare us for our return home.”
“When will we be there?” She wanted to know because she feared their arrival. What if others on their world felt the way that Kalb did? Would she suddenly witness an entire city of monsters that would tear her apart along with Lorcan and Tarin who had already sworn to die for her?
Tarin led her over to the large pool and, lifting her into his arms, set her inside, sheet and all. “You may bathe wearing the sheet, but the healing waters will not work as well through the cloth.”
Her face burning, Dana turned her back to him and unwrapped the sheet. She knew it was ridiculous to feel such reticence with him when he had already seen every part of her naked, but things just seemed different now.
The water soothed her aching muscles when she lowered herself into the steaming bubbles. As much as she hated them when she first woke, her opinion of them had changed. If cleanliness was truly next to godliness, then these two men must be something akin to demigods.
Dana washed herself quickly when Tarin walked away to climb into a small, clear room where the water sprayed down on him like rain. Lorcan was in another such chamber also washing his almost perfect form.
Looking away, she reached for the soap and wondered where the drink was that they had given her the night before. She was thirsty and needed something to drink. Did they not have water aboard this ship for anything other than bathing?
As she washed herself, she felt her muscles relax and the soreness disappear. If she were as wanton as she seemed the night before, she may have sauntered over to the men and offered herself to them like a floozy. Instead, she listened to the part of her that was reserved and ladylike and refrained from throwing herself at them like the harlot she had apparently become.
When she stepped out of the tub, she found a clean jumpsuit draped across the back of one of the loungers. This one was silver instead of gold like the one she wore the day before. She wondered if the color had any significance and shrugged as she stepped into the suit, pulled it up and tried to find its closure.
Lorcan grasped her shoulder as she spun around, trying to figure out how to close the thing. “Allow me.” With a gentle tug, he pulled a strange-looking tab and the suit drew closed, starting near her pelvis and ending at her neck.
“What is that thing?” She looked into the full-length mirror that must have cost a fortune and tried to see how it worked.
“It’s called a zipper. It works by binding individual teeth together as you pull the tab upward. Pulling the tab back down, releases the teeth and opens the fabric.”
“Oh! How ingenious.” Now that she knew what she was looking for, Dana could see the little tabs he called “teeth” knitted together. They held the fabric closed as tight as if she’d sewn them, but she could rip this seam out in seconds and sewing it back together, so to speak, would be a breeze.
Tarin, finished with his ablutions and dressed, approached with a pair of shoes that looked way too small for his feet and she smiled. “Shoes!” Dana felt like jumping for joy. She didn’t like her feet and ankles exposed, it seemed indecent. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, love.” He leaned down to gently press his lips against hers. “Hungry?”
“Famished.” She felt her face heat at his knowing grin. “I didn’t eat much yesterday. I was…apprehensive.”
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“Then let’s go get you something to eat, shall we?”
Chapter Fourteen
After breakfast, Tarin took Dana on a tour of the ship while Lorcan made his way to the bridge. He needed to speak with Jarrod Bergen, his chief of security. Kalb had friends, he was sure of it. He wanted to know who those friends were. No elitist would travel alone on a ship full of males looking for human mates.
“Good morning, Captain.” Jarrod smiled as he entered, his amber eyes openly showing his approval. “Congratulations on your bonding.” Like all of the crew members, he would have felt the shift in power on the ship when their captain permanently tied himself to his mate. “I hear the other ladies have been tested as well. Will we get to meet them soon?”
“Yes, as soon as they’re willing.” He moved to the drink dispenser and ordered a cup of black coffee. The strong Earth brew had grown on him. Taking a sip, he sat in his chair and glanced at his security officer. “Did you find anything?”
Jarrod looked around the bridge as though uncertain as to whether he should speak or not.
Lorcan waved his hand. It was early enough that the night shift had already gone to bed and the day shift hadn’t arrived, with the exception of the navigator. They only needed one person to pilot the ship at night, leaving the others free to rest. “Don’t worry about Ben,” he said before taking another sip of his hot drink. “I trust him just as much as I trust you.”
“I’m not sure that’s saying much, these days, Captain. I don’t think I would trust anyone with the life of my mate at stake.”
Jarrod was right. He didn’t trust anyone completely with the exception of Dana and Tarin. Anyone and everyone else was suspect, but Benjin and Jarrod had been with them from the beginning, and he had a difficult time imagining either of them as elitist traitors.
“I trust you both enough. Let’s just leave it at that.” He grinned before taking another drink. “Besides, you know I would rip your throats out if I even suspected you would harm my mate.” That was doubly true now that he had bonded with her.
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