by Morgan Hawke
Faro spilled across Bel’s lap and stretched out on the bench, kicking her feet up. She tugged Bel’s belt open and unfastened his pants. Her hand slipped within. Her fingers were plainly defined by the elastic velvet of his trousers as she wrapped her hand around his cock and then pushed deeper to cup his balls.
Bel gasped and arched, bringing his hips up from the bench.
Luxi swallowed as wet heat pulsed in her core from the inciting view. “Just kissing?”
Leto’s breath caressed her ear. “I swear I will not go any further than you want to go.”
Luxi shivered. That’s what I’m afraid of. She was already more excited than she had ever been with anyone else. Her talent hummed within her. She was still in the right place, occupying the right moment in time. She was supposed to be here, doing this. “Okay ...”
Leto gave her a heart-stopping, if sly, smile. “Good.” He leaned closer and took her mouth, pressing her back against his arm as the tram began to move through the heart of the turning station.
Leto’s taste, clean and fresh, his scent, tinged with leather, and the determined pursuit of his tongue against hers combined into a drugging euphoria that cleared Luxi’s mind of thought while crowding her body with restless yearning.
His mouth encouraged her to arch further back. “Look,” he whispered. “Look at them.”
Luxi turned to look at the pale lord and his fems across the aisle.
Faro, sprawled across Bel’s lap, grinned as she pulled his cock free of his trousers. The pale column of his hardening length curved upward from the black velvet, fully two of her hand-widths in length. She tightened her fingers around him and stroked upward, then down. The deep-rose cockhead darkened to plum. She stretched out her tongue and licked the column of pale flesh in her hand. Her tongue lashed the flared edge of his darkening cockhead.
Bel’s eyes closed briefly and he released Orah’s nipple to gasp out a short phrase.
Orah pulled back from Bel’s arm to stand up on the bench, her nipples wet from his mouth. She grabbed the overhead safety bar with one hand and jerked her leather pants down with her other. Her pants slid past her hips, baring the muscular curve of her ass and the neatly trimmed black hair of her mons.
Leto’s fingers tugged at the throat fastenings of Luxi’s suit. Slowly, carefully, he opened her suit to her heart. His hot, wet mouth closed on her throat and he licked. His teeth raked the long muscle and over her pulse.
Luxi shivered and her mouth opened on a gasp, but she kept her eyes on the pale young lord and his two fems.
Bel wrapped his arm around Orah’s hips and pulled her toward his mouth. He stretched out his tongue and licked the plump lips of her exposed pussy. He tightened his hold and thrust his tongue deeper, licking with audible wet enthusiasm.
Orah whimpered, her hips rolling against his mouth, and lifted her booted foot to step over his lap.
Bel released Faro’s hair and shoved the nearly naked Orah back to his side. He clearly did not want his view of Luxi and Leto blocked.
Faro, in his lap, opened her mouth and took the plum head within. Her lips tightened around Bel’s cock and her head plunged, taking him deep in her mouth and into her throat. Her head rose and fell, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with interest.
Leto slid his hand down Luxi’s suited hip. He cupped, then caressed, her butt cheek.
Shivers trailed across her skin, followed by sudden heat. Luxi shifted against him, releasing a small moan. She could feel his palm as though he stroked her bare skin. It was his ghost. She was feeling the phantom within his cybernetic hand touching her, right through her clothes.
“Blood and fate, I can feel you,” Leto whispered against Luxi’s throat. “I’ve never felt anyone with my ...”He hesitated for a breath. “That part of me, before.”
“Your spirit?” Luxi flashed him a quick smile.
He bit his lip. “Yeah, my spirit, sure.”
“Can you feel me?” She leaned back to press her palm to his heart.
“Here.” He moved her hand over to the right and a little lower on his chest. He closed his eyes and drew in a breath. “Oh, yeah, right on the nipple.”
Luxi shifted her fingers. She could actually feel the hard nub right through his suit. She could feel his leather suit, too, but the suit didn’t seem to feel quite as real as the tight nipple under her fingers. She rubbed her thumb across it.
He pressed her palm tight, stilling her hand. “It feels as though you’re touching my bare nipple, but deeper.”
Luxi peered up at him. “That’s what it feels like to me.”
His brows shot up. “Really? How about this?” His fingers slid across her hip and over her belly, tracing very lightly over her suit.
She shivered. It was the most incredibly exciting thing she’d ever felt. “It’s like ... I’m naked.”
His eyes narrowed and his lips curved up in a sly smile. “Is that so?”
Her pulse suddenly beat in her throat. Perhaps that had not been a good thing to say. “Wait ...”
“Oh, no, you can’t take it back now!” He pressed her back onto the bench, pinning her shoulders with his hands. Her long red mane spilled over the seat and onto the floor.
“Leto!” She shoved her hands up against his chest. “What are you doing?”
He licked his lips and chuckled softly. “What do you think?” He came up on one knee and threw his leg over her hips, dropping a booted foot to the floor to straddle her. “I want to see just how naked you feel!”
“Leto, please!” She could barely speak past the pulse in her throat. She desperately wanted to feel his skin against hers. The thought of it was seriously soaking her panties. She didn’t think she’d ever wanted to feel anyone more. But if he actually did it, she didn’t think he would stop there. Worse, she didn’t think she would want him to stop there.
“Luxi ...” He lowered his mouth and his lips brushed hers.
She moaned and opened to receive his kiss.
He turned his head to take her mouth more fully, his tongue making deep, slow sweeps as he slowly dropped to his elbows. His chest brushed her breasts. His warm skin swept across her hardened nipples as though nothing lay between them.
She couldn’t stop her moan any more than she could stop herself from arching to press her breasts more fully against him.
His hand slid between the seat’s back and her hip to cup her thigh. He pulled and her knee rose. He set his knee on the seat between her thighs and shifted his weight onto the seat. His other hand pushed her leg from the seat to get both his knees up on the seat.
And between her thighs.
Alarm washed through Luxi. Glory and mercy! Fully dressed, this was a perfectly harmless position, but for some reason, their clothes weren’t any kind of a barrier between them.
She jerked her mouth from his, but he pursued her, capturing her lips and then her hands, pulling them up over her head. Stretched out and spread, she moaned into his mouth.
He lowered his hips against hers, groaned and arched.
Luxi sucked in a sharp breath. She could feel him. Feel his skin sliding against her skin, and his rigid cock rubbing with intimate warmth against her belly.
He released her hands and slid his arms under and around her shoulders, pulling her tight against him. “Blood and hell, you feel damned good!”
She groaned in reply. He felt damned good, too. The urge to feel more of him brought her arms up to press her hands against his back. She could feel the ridges of his muscular form under her palms. He was fully dressed, but he felt utterly and excitingly naked.
Chapter Four
Bel grinned at Luxi and Leto as he lapped at Orah’s pussy while his hips bucked against Faro’s mouth. He turned to look down at the sucking fem and snapped out a phrase before returning his mouth to Orah, trembling in his hold.
Her mouth full of Bel’s cock, Faro unfastened her pants.
Bel slid his palm down Faro’s spine and shoved his hand into the
back of her loosened leather trousers. Her snug pants defined his fingers as he cupped and fondled her ass. He groaned and shoved his hand deeper, his fingers curving under and between her cheeks.
Faro whimpered as she sucked, lifting her hips and pumping her ass against his hand.
“Are you watching them?” Leto whispered in Luxi’s ear. His hands slid down to cup her ass, pressing her more firmly against his cock.
“Yes.” Luxi had been unable to tear her eyes off of them, even with the heat of Leto’s body rubbing against her belly and breasts.
“Bel has his fingers shoved in Faro’s ass.”
Luxi’s eyes widened. “He does not!”
Leto chuckled and his hands tightened on her ass-cheeks. “Trust me, I know what I’m looking at, and he is finger-fucking her ass, hard.”
Luxi frowned and shifted under him. “And she likes it?”
“Are you joking?” He tilted his head toward the lascivious view. “She’s about to come.” He lifted his head and hissed a soft phrase at the sucking fem.
Faro turned her gaze toward Leto, releasing the hard cock in her mouth. Her eyes widened. She gasped and trembled, pumping hard against Bel’s hand with her eyes locked on Leto. A soft moan escaped and she froze. Her eyes dilated wide and she shuddered hard. Her eyes drifted closed and she writhed with a smile on her lips.
Leto sighed. “There. She came.”
Orah, locked to Bel’s mouth, whimpered desperately and grabbed onto his head with both hands, grinding against his mouth.
Leto nodded. “The other one is about to come.”
Bel pulled his mouth away, drawing moans of disappointment from Orah.
Leto chuckled. “Oh, that was mean. He didn’t let her come.”
Bel grinned and tugged on Orah’s knees.
Orah fell back onto the bench with a soft gasp.
Bel snapped out a phrase.
Orah flipped over onto her belly, coming up on her elbows and knees. She put one booted foot down on the tram’s floor, spreading herself wide.
Leto sighed. “Ah, that’s why. They’re going to fuck.”
Bel turned to face Orah and came up on his knee. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her toward his jutting cock. He jerked her pants lower and turned to look over his shoulder.
Faro grabbed her top and yanked it over her head, showing the even slighter curves of her breasts and her stiff caramel nipples. She tossed the top on the seat behind her and came up on her knees behind Bel. She tugged at the waistband of her open pants, tugging them lower. A small but not inconsiderable cock emerged as she pulled her pants down past her hips.
Luxi stiffened in surprise. “She’s a boy?”
Leto snorted. “No, the little he-fem is both. Faro is fully equipped with both sexes, but her body looks female, so she’s still considered a fem.”
“Then she has a ...” Luxi swallowed. “She has a pussy, too?”
“Oh, yes.”
Luxi frowned up at him. “How do you know all this?”
Leto smiled. “Who do you think Bel invited for sex first? He was quite vocal about his little he-fem’s talents.”
“You were going to have sex with them?”
“Ah, no.” Leto gave her a tight smile. “That young man has a dominant streak a mile wide. I wasn’t interested in playing his games, but I was more than interested in watching, so I followed them up.” He brushed his lips against Luxi’s ear. “Bel likes to be watched almost as much as he likes fucking people he doesn’t know.”
Luxi whispered back. “That’s really perverted.”
“No, it’s boredom.” Leto grinned. “And you seem to be finding it rather entertaining.”
Luxi ground her teeth. “Fine, rub it in.”
Leto licked his lips. “Don’t mind if I do.”
Bel positioned himself behind Orah and gripped his cock. He grabbed her thigh and pulled her back onto him. His head came up and he groaned as his shaft slowly disappeared into the trembling fem’s dripping cunt. He stopped, caught both her thighs and pulled back to suddenly thrust deep into her.
Orah shoved back against him, meeting his strong thrust.
Behind them, Faro stroked her small cock to hardness and tugged Bel’s velvet trousers down past his hips.
“Oh, yeah, all three are going to fuck. Good genetic designing; the he-fem rearmed fast, though I don’t envy the mess in her trousers.”
Luxi blinked. “What?”
“Faro already came, remember? There’s a load of cum in her pants.” He made a sour face. “Not something you want to walk around in.”
Luxi winced. Wet panties weren’t exactly comfortable either. “Why did he let Faro come, but not Orah?”
Leto grinned. “To keep the little he-fem from coming too fast once she got her dick up his tight ass.”
Faro locked one arm around Bel’s hips and positioned her cock between his cheeks.
Bel stilled, waiting.
Faro arched her hips, pushing her cock into Bel’s ass. She sighed and grinned, then locked both arms around his hips.
Bel groaned and licked his pale pink lips. A grin appeared. He gripped Orah’s thighs and ground his cock deep into her, then pulled back, pressing himself back onto Faro’s cock. He thrust, and pulled back, then thrust, fucking and being fucked, with slow, deep plunges and retreats.
Both fems gasped and moaned in obvious enjoyment.
“Speaking of coming ...” Leto reached for the fastening at Luxi’s heart and tugged her jumpsuit further open.
Luxi sucked in a breath as cool air caressed her flushed skin. The suit was designed to be opened for necessities, without having to take it off. It unfastened all the way down and up over her butt.
Leto’s mouth captured hers as his fingers worked, unfastening her suit lower and lower ...
She didn’t try to stop him. She didn’t have the will to stop him. She moaned into his mouth. The absolute truth was she didn’t want him to stop.
He released her suit fastening all the way down and then under, as far as it would go. He grabbed the edges and pulled her suit apart, exposing her flushed nipples, her belly, and her panties. His brows shot up. “Panties?”
Luxi flushed. “Well, of course.”
Leto grinned. “How sweet!”
Across from them, Bel rolled his eyes and chuckled as he continued to slow-fuck his two writhing and anxious fems. He reached under to cup Orah’s breasts and tugged on her hard little nipples.
Leto leaned down and captured Luxi’s nipple with his lips, and his teeth.
Fire scorched from her nipple straight down to her clit, drawing an echoing throb. Luxi gasped and arched. A spat of cream released into her panties.
His hand slid into her panties, his long fingers delving past the plump outer lips of her sex to explore her intimate folds. “You’re wet.” He stroked her clit lightly, and insistently.
Luxi threw back her head and moaned, jolted by the bolts of erotic fire caused by his deft touch on her clit. He was really, really good. She had to fight to keep a coherent thought in her head. “I thought we weren’t going to do sex?”
“Do you want me to stop?” He stroked her hard nipple with his pointed tongue while strumming her swollen clit with devastating skill.
Luxi writhed and gasped. She could barely think past the fire boiling and building in her core, but she knew for a fact she was well past the stopping point.
“Luxi,” he whispered and swept his tongue across her painfully swollen nipples. He slid a finger into her core, and stroked. “Do you want me to stop?”
Luxi shivered and arched her hips up against him, deliberately rubbing against his cock. “No.”
“Good.” Leaving his hand in her panties, he leaned over against the backrest and grabbed the fastenings to his suit with his other hand. He jerked the clips open from his throat all the way down to where the rigid line of his cock began, then dropped back over her. He focused on her with eyes filled with heat, and shadow. “Touch me
.”
Luxi reached up and swept her palms across the smooth skin of his chest, then ran her fingers down his belly. She could feel his other body, his phantom, his ghost, pulsing right under the smoothness of his cybernetic skin. “Oh ...”
“Blood and fate, that feels good.” He moaned. “Lower. Touch my cock.”
His cock? Luxi hesitated.
Leto groaned and his steel eyes burned with shadows. “If I can’t fuck you, at least give me your hand.”
Luxi bit her lip. He had a point. His hand was already in her pants. It was only fair. And she wanted to. She really, really wanted to feel his cock. She slid her hand down his muscular belly and into his suit. Her fingers brushed against the thick root of his cock. She opened her hand and reached deeper, wrapping her fingers around him. His skin was hot and smooth. She explored his length. He was long, and very thick.
Leto threw his head back and gasped. “Bloody, fucking fate! That is fucking intense! It’s like I have two and you’re holding them both.”
Curious, Luxi pulled him free of his suit. His cock was bone white, hot and marble-hard in her fingers. Leto was a big man. She stroked him, pulling upward toward the flared edge, then slid her thumb across the broad head.
“Oh, shit!” He shuddered and arched back with a gasp, pulling away from her hand. “I can’t take it. It’s too much.” He winced as he tucked himself back onto his suit. “I’m going to have to settle for rubbing against you.” He flashed a broad grin then dropped down on top of her. “You don’t mind, do you?”
Luxi grinned. “I don’t know; I kind of liked the idea of having you go to pieces in my hand.”
Leo snorted. “You would.” He slid his hands down her body, caught her thighs and lifted. “Let’s see if I can return the favor.” His mouth took her nipple and bit down.
Luxi shivered under his teeth, then felt his cock nudge and rub against the intimate folds of her body’s entrance. She stiffened. “Leto?”
He licked her nipple. “Relax, my dick is still in my pants.” He leaned over to take the other nipple into his teeth.
Fate and glory, he was good with his mouth! Luxi moaned. “Then what am I feeling?”
