by Bethany Aan
Ri stared at the men, watching their faces as her heart leapt into a new and frantic rhythm. She felt so very vulnerable, but completely safe at the same time. The dichotomy was enough to make her breath uneven, for butterflies to dance wildly in her stomach. Jace moved to stand in front of her, holding her gaze as he slowly stripped down to bare skin, his cock thrusting forward eagerly. She moaned a little and tried to clench her thighs together at the rush of desire that slicked them. Jace moved forward, sniffing, his face right above hers.
“I think you’re enjoying this little game,” he breathed, leaning down just until his lips touched the pink shell of her ear. She shook delicately as those same lips then explored the shell, his tongue darting out now and then to taste her. He moved back before he did more than that, though, and she couldn’t stop the tiny sound of disappointment that escaped her. For just a moment, his concerned gaze searched her face. “You are not in pain?”
She shook her head, offering him a soft smile. Reassured, his face took on that speculative look as his eyes lit with mischief. He stepped back, returning to character, and shook his head.
“Ah, but what am I thinking? We were supposed to be determining the exact size and reflectivity of your behind, I believe.”
“Yes, indeed, we were,” Hunter affirmed. She started. He was behind her. She could feel his gaze on her, feel his hunger building as he looked at her. She shivered when he reached out and gathered her long hair into his fist and quickly wound it up into a loose knot on top of her head. Jace plucked a knitting needle from her basket on the couch and handed it to Hunter to secure the knot, as they’d watched her do a hundred times over the past few weeks.
“Well, this won’t do at all,” Hunter said, sounding perturbed. “Jace, I have secured her hair for an unobstructed view, but there is still a gown in the way. I cannot see the butt we are supposed to be investigating.”
Ri bit back a nervous giggle at their playacting, then choked on it when she felt Hunter’s long finger slide down her spine, not stopping at the bottom, but moving into the crack of her ass, dragging her gown down her hips as he did so. She sucked in a shivering cry as the finger continued right down until it slid neatly into her already wet core. Her head fell back as he sank his long finger into her depths and expertly dragged his fingertip over her G-spot, making her shudder in reaction with each firm pass. Her hips shivered and jerked involuntarily.
“What have you found there, brother?” Jace asked, his voice overly curious.
“I believe I have found an internal mechanism for making her wiggle,” Hunter said with delight. “Look, if I do this,” and he added another finger, using both of them to tickle her inner spot, “Her thighs shiver and her hips jerk.”
“Well, what if I were to do … this?” Jace asked, adding his finger to her core with no warning. She cried out, feeling so full, then again when Jace made another exaggerated sound of discovery, his thumb brushing over her clit. “I have found my own little mechanism! I wonder what happens if I push this little button right here...”
Her body bucked as he brushed his thumb over her clit again, and she cried out softly. He did it again and again, just for his own amusement. Her hips moved of their own accord and her channel pulsed around their fingers.
“I wonder what would happen if you work the inner one and I work the outer one?” Jace asked curiously.
“We should find out,” Hunter said decisively.
“For science, of course.” Jace affirmed. “We are dealing with an unknown species, after all. We must discover everything about the workings of her body, I think.”
“I think you’re right,” Hunter agreed. “On three?”
“Yes. One, two… three.”
The assault on her senses was devastating. Jace’s thumb circled her clit, then pressed, as both of their fingers slid back then delved into her, brushing firmly against her G-spot. Ri sobbed their names and trembled between their wonderful hands.
“Well, that was quite a reaction,” Jace said with satisfaction. “I wonder what else would make her twitch like that? She has an amazing nervous system. Everything seems to be connected in a very intriguing way.”
“I can see that,” Hunter said, playing along. “I wish to try something new that I read about in one of her books.”
Ri sucked in a ragged breath as his fingers left her, slowly moving to the tight little rosebud of her ass. He spread her juices around the little pucker. Ri’s heart threatened to leap from her chest when he dove two fingers back into her channel, moistening them and gathering more of her natural lubrication, then spreading it liberally on her anus. Her eyes met Jace’s, hers a bit apprehensive.
But Jace merely met her gaze and, when she would have jerked her hips away from Hunter’s intrusion, he held them tight, leaning down to take her nipple between his sheathed teeth and bite down on the turgid peak. She let her head fall back as electric shock speared from her nipple straight to her groin, bringing her to a new level of throbbing awareness. Hunter used that moment of distraction to gently press his finger into her virgin ass, giving her a moment to adjust to the feeling.
He breathed softly into her ear. “Do you trust me, little one?”
Arianna hesitated, then nodded. She was anxious. She’d never done anal before, but she’d read about it and had been intrigued. Hunter moved his other hand around to splay on her tummy, holding her steady as his long finger delved further into her, loosening her. The pressure was… strange. She didn’t quite know what to make of it, but she wasn’t given much of a chance to think about it. Jace, seeing her distraction, began lavishing her breasts with attention, biting, sucking, and licking at her until she was a mass of throbbing need. While his mouth played with her nipples, his hand was working her below, two long fingers inside her, his thumb still torturing her sensitive clit. She reached her peak quickly, both orifices filled with their fingers, and felt the sensations of her walls gripping both of them tightly in orgasm. Her eyes flew open.
If it felt like that with just their fingers…
“Brother,” Jace said, watching her face with growing delight and hunger, “I believe she liked that.”
“I think you’re right,” Hunter groaned behind her, having sensed her intrigue and her curiosity.
She knew when he gave up the game, when need overtook play, and she found herself breathing faster. His lips explored her shoulders, her neck, her earlobe, as Jace’s mouth went back to deviling her engorged nipples. Hunter’s hand slid up to cup one of her large breasts, his thumb and forefinger twisting, pinching, pulling on her as Jace’s mouth did much the same thing on the other side.
Jace’s fingers left her core, but she felt Hunter behind her, his cock sliding easily into her from behind, her channel so full of him. She wept with need as he pumped into her several times, getting himself nice and wet with her juices, then slid out. Jace stopped torturing her clit with his thumb. Before she could protest at the absence of his touch, though, he had grabbed her legs, lifting them around his hips, and thrust smoothly and powerfully into her. Her shuddering cry filled the room as he held her hips and thrust as deeply as he could into her body, his crisp hairs tickling her clit, his body pressing against her, grinding himself against her clit to keep her body humming.
His hands slid around from her hips to her butt, and she took a deep breath as he pulled her ass cheeks apart. Hunter’s hand tightened on her breast as the tip of his cock met her anus. For a long moment, they all stilled, waiting for her to relax enough to allow him entrance. He tweaked her nipple, pinching hard enough to make her cry out with delicious sensation, and used the distraction to gain a bit more of her ass. Once his girth was in, she was able to relax more, though it ached a bit. But knowing what was to come, how it had felt to come around their fingers, she was eager to feel it with their full cocks inside her. Hunter, sensing her discomfort, used their bond to drain away the pain, leaving only the pleasure.
After several slow, short forays, Hunter w
as able to slide all the way into her.
They all groaned, both men leaning heavily against her as they throbbed sweetly in unison.
“Please!” she whispered after a few moments, needing them to move, to finish it, to take her to the heights she’d only ever known with them.
She felt Hunter slide out a bit, then rock back into her. When Hunter slid out, Jace thrust in. When Jace slid out, Hunter thrust in. They did that for awhile, then changed it, with both of them thrusting in unison, filling her then leaving her nearly empty, then filling her in a rush again. She emitted wordless cries and gasps, the most feedback she could give them, but Hunter was in her mind, connected to her, and he could feel what she needed, what she couldn’t say.
“Come with us, little one,” he breathed at one point, his arm tightening around her as he moved closer, bringing his chest flush with her back, his cock so deep inside her. He kissed the side of her neck, nipping at her flesh. Jace, not to be outdone, also crowded closer and, realizing that his brother was in her mind took Hunter’s cue and matched his rhythm.
Several slow thrusts, then several hard, fast ones, and Arianna was screaming her release to the ceiling, her body quivering and shaking as her inner muscles clenched around them both, grasping their cocks and holding them deeply within her body. She felt Jace’s rhythm pick up, felt his hands dig into the flesh of her hips. His body tightened, shivering mightily once before he roared and thrust into her in powerful short jerks, grinding himself against her clit with each thrust. Behind her, Hunter did much the same thing, his hand clenching on her breast, his face buried in her neck, as his body shook and quivered inside her, his hips jerking spasmodically as he emptied himself into her. Her entire being seemed to come apart then, as both men climaxed, the intensity of their orgasms joining with hers.
She had never felt anything like it before. She became sensation, became raw energy, and in one giant spasm, shattered between them. Her body shuddered, bowing backwards, arching away from Jace even as her legs locked around his hips, keeping him deep inside her as her inner muscles dragged on him, throbbing over and over again. She could feel them both, separated only by a thin membrane. It was incredible. She felt so wonderfully full.
She felt complete. With each of them holding onto her so very tightly, their strong bodies weak against and inside of her, she felt powerful and helpless at the same time.
Shuddering and sobbing, she barely felt it when they slid from her still quaking body and untied her from the chandelier. Hunter carried her to the bathroom and held her as Jace tenderly cleaned her up a bit. Then she felt the cool sheets of Hunter’s bed touching her back, her legs, her butt, as he laid her in the middle of the mattress. She heard the sounds of water and splashing as the men washed up. She could sense the keen satisfaction flowing from both of her mates. A few minutes later, they came to her, cuddling close. They stroked her hair, her back, her face, soothing her and telling her how wonderful she was.
She felt beautiful. She felt loved.
She still hadn’t caught her breath when she fell asleep between them.
“Dammit,” Jace lamented sleepily, “I didn’t record the size and shininess of her butt.”
He and Hunter chuckled to themselves, then slid into a deep, contented sleep.
Arianna dreamed that night, of vast darkness, space, stars shining distantly. A flicker of light on a dull, dented metal surface. A vessel. Souls inside, weary and lost. Three with brighter centers, one of those a brilliant gleam, a shining presence that was different from the other two. The ship was a battalion ship, just like Hunter’s, but with males and females aboard. She felt herself being drawn to the bridge, to the huge viewing window. The area was dark, minimal lighting used this time of night, and she felt that most of the people on board were asleep. The commander, though, stood tall and awake, restless as he cast about space with his mind.
“Hunter?” she whispered. Long, dark hair, but not slick black like Hunter’s.
Who was he?
“What is it, little one?” she heard Hunter’s sleepy voice at her ear, his breath warm, sending gentle shivers through her. She sighed, her hand coming up to rest on his chest. He covered it with his own, contentment and love sweeping through them both.
Then the bright presence in her dream swelled, encompassed her, flowed through her, as though augmented by her mate’s touch. There was a sense of triumph, then she felt as though something was inside her mind, looking for something.
“Hunter!” she breathed, realizing that she was awake. His eyes popped open and stared into hers. “Do you feel that?”
“Yes,” he said, frowning. “It’s… one of our Readers! You’re linked with the commander of one of our ships!”
They sat up, not breaking physical or mental contact, and joined energies. Hunter growled in frustration. “How are you doing that? I can’t seem to find that mind now.”
“It’s there… here… inside me,” she said in wonder, still feeling the energy curling into her, searching. She looked up at Hunter. “It’s looking for us! Well, for you.”
He clasped her face between his hands, a surge of power moving from him into her. Leaning forward, he instinctively touched his forehead to hers.
“Send him this,” he breathed, and she got an image in her mind of their location in space and a set of symbols that she took to be coordinates. “Send him that information!”
She let the information flow through her, into the ship’s commander. There was a moment of intense triumph and joy, then a gentle acknowledgment within her mind, and a curiosity about her that had nothing to do with finding their planet. When she didn’t flinch from it, but returned the curiosity, the mind opened a bit more. She couldn’t find a name or anything else, but she knew the man’s heart. Big, warm, welcoming, grateful, and… curious. In the same flash of insight that she’d had with Hunter when she’d first met him, she instantly trusted this person. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew that Hunter felt her reaction.
Very gently, the man’s mind caressed hers, as though he felt what she felt and wanted to reassure her. The curiosity in him grew much stronger, leaving her with a sense of loss when his mind withdrew. As his presence left hers, she sensed lights coming up on the bridge, heard a distant alert sounding.
Hunter stayed connected to her as she followed her mental path back to their world, back into her body, and settled there with a gasp of shock.
“Do you know who that was?” she asked him after a moment, looking up at him with wonder in her eyes. “He was…”
“I felt it,” Hunter said when her voice trailed off, “But only very dimly, as a presence that I recognize. He is obviously a Reader, but I could sense nothing at all beyond that.”
“Do you know all of the Readers of your world?” she asked. Behind her, Jace was stirring, sitting up to glare at them for interrupting his rest.
“What are you two doing?” he asked, sleepy and annoyed. “Go back to sleep.”
“Ri found one of our ships,” Hunter said baldly, just for shock value, grinning as Jace blinked with surprise. It took the younger man just another moment to smile widely and hop out of bed, alert and ready for action.
“Where? How soon before it gets here? Which ship? Who was the commander?”
“Slow down!” Arianna laughed up at her mate. “It is still pretty far out, I think. I don’t know… I have no way of judging spatial distances using astral projection.”
“You… actually touched minds with someone out in space?” Jace asked, his eyes widening. Hunter grinned proudly at her. She lost her smile.
“Is that unusual?” she asked a little anxiously. Hunter, too, got out of bed, both men retrieving their pants and stepping into them. What a shame, to cover up such wonderful male bodies. She sighed.
“It has never happened before, that I know of,” Hunter admitted. He watched her for a moment, thoughtful. “I wonder if there’s something special about you, being human, that makes you capable of such
a journey?”
“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I guess it’s a possibility… But I still don’t know how I did it.”
“Do you think you could do it again?” Jace asked, excitement growing in him. “If I could scan you while you’re doing that, we might be able to figure it out.”
“Figure out psychic phenomena?” she asked, chuckling with disbelief. The men looked at her, bewildered.
“Of course,” Hunter said. “Why not? It’s just another function of the brain.”
She blinked at that then mentally shook herself. She had to remember that they had technology and knowledge that her world didn’t, yet. The possibility of being able to see what was going on in her noggin when she had her ‘psychic’ episodes intrigued her, though. Grinning at Jace, she said, “Let me get dressed.”
That was easier said than done, since she needed help dressing. And while both men wanted to help her to dress, neither one seemed to want it to happen quickly. She was sore in ways she had never imagined possible. She muttered about that when Hunter dragged her underwear on for her, which prompted Jace to want to re-examine her butt. She finally shooed both of them away and tugged on a tunic that went to her knees, just to dissuade them from further orifice invasions and posterior observations. They weren’t touching her for a week, at least, after their two-pronged last night.
She grinned to herself as they quickly brushed and braided her hair and secured the end with a leather thong. She was sore, but it had been totally worth it.
The three of them hurried to the med center. Because it was the middle of the night, there was only one medic on duty, and with no current patients to worry about, he was snoozing at the main computer station. Jace patted him amiably on the shoulder and, warrior that he was, the man was instantly awake and alert.
“Fire up the scanners, Jax,” Jace told him, moving toward the main diagnostic scanner and turning it on. He turned and looked at Hunter and Arianna. “Now… what were you doing when you found the ship?”
