by Susan Hayes
He kissed her again. Their tongues danced, lips mated, the scent of her filling his senses until he was nearly drunk with it. Soft fingers slipped beneath his shirt to stroke the bare skin of his chest. Her touch was like a blazing torch, sending sparks of heat sizzling across his flesh. Sabar rose from his seat on the swing and vanished from view, only to reappear behind Laesa.
Rhen moved back as his brother leaned down and nuzzled the side of Laesa’s neck. One day soon, he hoped that she’d allow them to bite her there, leaving their marks on her forever. He could already imagine the tiny, starburst-shaped scars on her skin and the thought made his cock throb behind the confines of his pants.
Laesa was relishing every second with the men she’d chosen to take as her lovers. Sabar’s mouth was on her throat, and Rhen’s hands were on her thighs. The fabric of her skirt was pushed up, baring her legs. Sabar’s hands cupped her breasts as Rhen dipped his head to blaze a trail of open-mouthed kisses to her inner thigh. The wrap-around dress that had fit perfectly only a moment ago now felt two sizes too small. She reached over and tugged at the ties that held the fabric in place.
As the dress came undone, she shrugged out of it and let it fall away. Both men groaned in unison as she bared herself to their gazes.
“You’re so damned beautiful,” one of them muttered and for the life of her, she couldn’t tell which one had spoken.
She turned her head and kissed Sabar as his hands found her breasts again. Strong fingers tweaked and toyed with her nipples until they were so sensitive that every touch sent jolts of pleasure straight to her clit. Rhen’s hands were on her thighs, pushing them wider as he worked his way up ever closer to her pussy. She tangled her hands in Rhen’s hair, pulling him closer to where she needed him to be. He was chuckling at her eagerness as he parted her folds with his fingers and ran the tip of his tongue in a slow, lazy circle around her clitoris.
“Please!” she said, her cry caught in the heated depths of Sabar’s mouth.
Instead of continuing, Rhen moved back and blew a puff of air across her folds. “Patience, love. We have all night.”
“No. Please. I…I need this. I haven’t fed in so long. I need you both, now.”
“You should have told us.” Sabar broke their kiss to speak to her.
“I’m telling you now,” she replied.
“We’ll have this conversation later,” Rhen said, working his fingers into her pussy. He slid one finger into her slick channel, testing her readiness. When he added a second finger, she trembled, and when he began fucking her with strong, steady strokes, she arched her hips off the swing to meet each thrust.
Sabar brushed one last kiss to her mouth before moving back from the swing. Rhen’s fingers were moving faster, distracting her from everything else. She was nearly mindless with the need to come by the time Sabar reappeared. He was naked as he sat down beside her. His golden skin painted by the fading light of the setting sun, and his amber eyes were bright with desire as he turned to stare at her.
“Come here,” he said, patting his chest.
Beneath his hand was a small scar, and she moved closer to look at it. “Is this the scar you received for surviving the Hunt?”
“Yes.” Before she knew what was happening, he and Rhen had lifted her up and settled her so that she was facing Sabar, her thighs straddling his lap. Sabar’s hands stayed on her hips as she explored his naked body. He was built like a warrior should be. Big, with corded muscles moving underneath his golden skin. His cock was wedged between her thighs, thick and hard as iron. He kissed her and then shifted his body lower so that his cock was pressing against her entrance, and his head was level with her breasts. His lips found her breast and drew one taut nipple into his mouth, teasing her.
Rhen re-appeared behind the swing. He leaned past his brother to nuzzle at her ear and whisper, “Ride him. Take what you need.”
Her hand trembled as she reached between her thighs and wrapped her fingers around Sabar’s shaft. She moved slowly, caught between the demands of her body and painful memories of the countless times she’d done this because she’d had no other choice.
As if sensing her conflict, Sabar lifted a hand to cup her cheek and gave her a slow wink before lifting his mouth from her flesh to speak. “Your choice, remember?”
Her choice. That’s what they’d both promised her. Tonight nothing would happen unless she wanted it to. It was the reminder she needed to be able to banish her dark thoughts.
“I choose to be with you,” she whispered as she rolled her hips and took him into her body. She set her hands on the back of the swing to help her keep her balance as Sabar raised himself up and drove his cock deep inside.
“Laesa!” Sabar cried out her name as they became one.
She stared into his eyes, falling into their golden depths. She opened a link between them, letting his energy flow into her. It was primal and pure, and like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She threw back her head and gave in to her instincts, savoring his essence as she rode him hard.
Sabar was almost out of his mind with pleasure. She was finally naked and in his arms. He wanted to lick every inch of her body and cover her in his scent. For the first time in his life, he wanted to sink his teeth into a female and mark her as his own. Buried balls-deep inside her was where he’d dreamed of being from the moment he’d first caught her scent. Now that the moment was here, it was more than he’d imagined it could be.
Unable to hold back, he gripped her hips and lifted her a few inches higher. The added space gave him room enough to thrust harder and faster. Soon what little control he had left began to shred, and the world shrank down to a handful of details. The heat of her tight little pussy. The pulse and flutter of her inner walls gripping his dick. The sweet sound of her breathless moans as she met him thrust for thrust.
She came with a wild cry. Head thrown back, eyes closed, her beautiful face flushed as she was carried away by her pleasure. Watching her come was enough to trigger his own orgasm. It hit with the force of a meteor strike and sent him spinning out of control. He emptied himself inside of her, and once again, he had to fight the urge to sink his fangs into her throat and mark her as his.
“You are the most glorious, sexy, incredible female in the cosmos. In case there was any doubt in your mind, we are never, ever letting you go, Laesa,” Sabar said once he had breath in his lungs to speak again.
Her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a smile so sweet it made his heart sing. “I have no desire to let go of you, either. Never in my life have I felt anything like that.”
Laesa lifted her arms over her head and stretched. She was already feeling stronger, not just physically but emotionally, too. The scars of the past would always be with her but now she knew they wouldn’t rule her. She was truly free.
“How are you feeling?” Rhen asked. He’d moved again and was standing only a few feet away. His chest was bare, as were his feet, but his pants were still on, and he looked at her with a trace of concern in his eyes.
“Wonderful. I haven’t felt like this in…” She paused for a moment. “I do not believe I have ever felt like this before.”
“Are you ready for more, then?” he asked, holding out his hand to her.
“Yes, please.” She kissed Sabar one last time before leaving his arms and rising from the swing. The sunset was nearly over, and the sky overhead was a deep, twilight purple already dusted with stars.
“Then come to me, love,” Rhen said, still holding out his hand in invitation.
The worry was gone from his expression, replaced by need. She kicked off her shoes and walked across the soft grass to take his hand, letting him draw her in tight to his body. He slid his fingers into her hair and kissed her hungrily, holding her close as his mouth plundered hers.
She slid her hands up his well-muscled body, exploring every line and sinew along the way. Just as her hands reached the tops of his shoulders, he broke their kiss and lifted his head. “Hold on to
me. I think it’s time we moved to the bedroom.”
“Guest suite or one of ours?” Sabar asked.
“Guest suite’s bed’s not big enough for all three of us. We’ll go to mine. That way we can sleep comfortably.”
“Sleep? You wish me to sleep with you tonight?” Laesa asked, surprised.
“Fuck yes, we want you to sleep with us,” Sabar said from somewhere behind her.
“Of course we do. I’m a greedy male. Now I have you naked, I intend to keep you like this as long as I can. I want to hold you as you sleep, and be there when you wake up,” Rhen told her.
Joy filled her heart and tears stung her eyes at their words. “I would like that very much.”
“Good. Then put your arms around my neck. We’ll come back to watch the rest of this program another day.”
Rhen wanted the female in his arms more than he wanted his next breath, but he knew his needs had to come second to Laesa’s. She had to understand what they wanted was so much more than sex, and it would take time to prove to her that she wasn’t a plaything or a passing fancy. He lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the holo-room with Sabar only a few steps behind them.
It was a short walk to his bedroom, but tonight, it felt far longer than ever before. No doubt because every step brought him closer to finally getting what he craved most. Her.
His bedroom door slid open with a wave of his hand, and he stepped inside. It wasn’t until the door closed behind the three of them that Rhen felt the full weight of what they were doing. By unspoken agreement, he and Sabar never brought their lovers to the ship. Laesa was the first one. If the gods were kind, she’d also be the last.
Laesa lifted her head from Rhen’s shoulder as they entered his room. She was curious to see what his personal space looked like. As the lights came on, she found herself surrounded by solid wooden furnishings and thick rugs woven into elaborate and colorful designs. That’s all she had time to register before she found herself placed in the center of a large bed. She expected Rhen to join her there, but when she looked up, he hadn’t moved. Instead, he was staring at her, his hands on the fly of his pants, and his eyes full of primal need.
“Perfect,” he murmured.
“Hardly,” she protested.
“Absolutely,” was all he said as he stripped off the last of his clothing.
He was the mirror image of his brother in every way. A gorgeous male in his prime. “I think you’re the perfect one. You and Sabar—one day I’m going to sketch you both in the nude.”
Rhen was laughing as he joined her on the bed. “You can draw us any way you like, but I have to warn you that if you have us naked, we’re not going to be able to hold still for hours. That was hard enough to do fully clothed.”
She tangled her fingers in his hair and grinned at him. “I promise we’ll take breaks. Seeing you naked might be something of a temptation for me as well.”
His big body moved over hers, pinning her gently to the mattress. He braced his upper half a few inches above hers, his head lowered to brush tender kisses to her mouth and cheeks.
“Now we do this my way,” he murmured.
Before she could ask what he meant, he showed her. He started moving down her body, drifting feather soft kisses across her skin as he made his way lower. When he reached her breasts, he drew circles around her nipples with the tip of his tongue, alternating from one to the other until she thought she’d lose her mind.
“Rhen, please. More. I need more than this.”
“How much more, blossom? Do you want me to join you?” Sabar asked from his vantage point across the room.
“I—I don’t know. Rhen?” she looked to Rhen for guidance, but he only smiled and shook his head.
“It’s your choice, Laesa,” he said.
Holy hellfire.
She hesitated, but only for a moment. It was her choice, but the truth was there was no decision to make. She wanted them both. “Come here, Sabar.”
“Good choice,” Rhen said before kissing his way down her body again.
He’d barely reached her navel by the time Sabar was settled on her other side, then she was caught up in a whirlwind of pleasure and sensation. Four hands caressed her. Two mouths tasted and teased. Sabar focused on her breasts while Rhen moved ever lower until his tongue was stroking along the seam of her pussy. He parted her folds with his fingers, exposing her clit to his questing tongue and she moaned as he sucked the delicate bundle of nerves into his mouth.
She’d never been seduced like this. Not before she’d been enslaved, and certainly not afterward. She rode each cresting wave of pleasure as it washed through her, each one coming harder and faster than the last. She felt as though she were being bathed in flames. Every kiss and caress built on the one before until she was trembling with raw need.
Every stroke of Rhen’s tongue and nip of Sabar’s fangs pushed her closer to the brink. When Rhen slid a finger into her tight channel, it only took a few pumps of his hand to send her hurtling over the edge.
“I’m never going to get tired of watching you do that,” Sabar whispered as he moved back from her, giving his brother space enough for him to claim a place above her.
“Me either.” Rhen settled himself into the cradle of her thighs and sealed her mouth with a sizzling kiss that promised more passion to come.
His cock pressed against her entrance and then slid inside, filling her inch by inch. She opened herself to his energy and let it pour into her. He was inside her now in more ways than one, a possession that went beyond the physical.
The three of them were connected now, and in her heart, she knew this was only the beginning.
Rhen didn’t let himself go until he was buried to the hilt inside Laesa. That first, slow thrust was a taste of heaven, and once he’d felt that, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He watched his brother move to the top of the bed and reach down to take one of Laesa’s hands, drawing it over her head. Sabar twined their fingers so that the three of them were still connected, and the action resonated deep in Rhen’s soul. The three of them together felt right. It was as if the pieces of their lives had clicked into a new formation. The duo they’d once were had been replaced by something stronger. A trio.
That was the last lucid thought to cross his mind before his need for Laesa made it impossible to think. Sensation replaced reason, and years of carefully honed control shattered as he lost himself in the glory of her body. She wrapped her long legs around his hips and met every one of his thrusts, matching him move for move. Her inner muscles gripped his dick tightly, adding to his pleasure.
Laesa let herself be swept away by passion. For the first time since her capture, she was free to be herself. When Rhen gave a low, shuddering moan, she flexed her inner walls around him, deliberately milking his cock as it powered into her. He groaned again in response, the sound rolling through her like the tolling of a bell.
Rhen’s pace grew faster, his movements less measured as he neared release. Without warning, he shifted his position, changing the angle of his thrusts so that the head of his cock stroked over her sweet spot. Her breath caught in her throat as her body erupted into an orgasm that tore through her with the force of a Tarin storm. He came only a few thrusts later, her name on his lips as he emptied himself inside her.
When her mind returned, the first thing she noticed was that she was humming with energy and felt as if she’d rested for a week. It was incredible. The second thing she noticed was Rhen staring down at her with something like wonder in his amber eyes.
“You are breathtaking,” he murmured. He brushed a tender kiss to her mouth before easing himself off of her to collapse onto the bed at her side.
“We are…” she trailed off, unable to find the words to express what she was feeling.
“We are, indeed.” Sabar squeezed her hand, and she craned her head back to see him smiling at her.
“Did you feed? Is that something I should be asking, or is that considered rude?”
Rhen asked.
She laughed before answering. “I did. Very well. I had not thought it could be like that with someone who wasn’t my consort.”
“It’s different with a consort?” Sabar asked.
“It’s different with someone we’re bonded to. More intense,” she explained.
“If we mate you, it will be more intense, too. We’ll be linked. You’ll be able to hear our thoughts,” Rhen said.
“I would?” The idea intrigued her.
“Mhmm. You would. We’d bite you and leave our marks on your skin forever, telling everyone you belonged to us.”
“And if we bonded, I’d share my energy with you. You’d carry part of me with you, always.”
“Anytime you’re ready to do that, you say the word, blossom.” Sabar moved in and kissed her. “I already know that’s what I want.”
“I do not know how you can be so certain already.”
Rhen chuckled. “We did warn you that once we have something we want, we don’t let go.”
“Indeed, you did. I will have to remember that in future,” she said.
Her thoughts were all over the place as they took turns cleaning up and returning to bed. Eventually, all three of them were together again, with Laesa nestled snuggly between her two males. It was comforting to have them so close to her, and she tried to imagine going to sleep this way every night for the rest of her life. It seemed too good to be true. From harem slave to cherished lover was an even greater journey than the one she’d embarked on the day she’d left Tartarus.
Perhaps this had been her final destination all along.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sabar stole a kiss from Laesa as he walked her to the entrance to her small workspace. It was a ritual he’d started the first morning they’d woken up together on board the Auranox more than two weeks ago. They’d walk together and talk about their plans. It was one of the highlights of his day. In fact, being with Laesa had become the best part of all their days. For the first time since they’d left home, both he and Rhen were taking time for themselves. They were still working, but there was more to their lives than the next deal.
