by Bianca D’Arc
At times he felt…something…as he read the texts, but it was elusive. He prayed to the ancestors that after this experiment it would be elusive no more. He would die gladly to gain that understanding.
Jaci fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. It had been a long day and her memories of the dream she’d had the night before had crept into her thoughts all through it at odd moments. She wondered if being with two men at once would be just like in her dream or something quite different. She didn’t want it to be just any two men. She wanted it to be her two men. Michael and David.
Just the thought of them made her shiver, though in reality they’d never shared much more than a few kisses. Still, she hungered for their touch and their understanding. The emotions they felt showed in their eyes in a way she’d never seen in a male of her race…until today. Davin had looked at his mate with love and unmistakable lust. She recognized it now. Blood of the Founders! She felt it now.
While she slept the dream came again. One moment she was on her knees in her best tunic, accepting the Ribbon of Accolades of the High Council for her brilliance, and the next she was surrounded by her two men. Michael and David stood on either side of her. She was still on her knees, accepting the award medallion around her bowed neck.
When she lifted her head, they were there, smiling down at her. The crowd receded, but they were still there, watching in the background. The thought of it made her jump with excitement she barely recognized. She hadn’t known she was an exhibitionist, but apparently all bets were off in the dreamstate.
David smiled over at his cousin. “I think I like this dream.”
Michael nodded. “I definitely like the idea of our Jaci on her knees before us.” He shifted his gaze to her. “Can you think of anything you might want to try from that position, sweetheart?”
He winked and she felt fire rush through her veins at the ideas forming in her mind. She smiled up at him and was satisfied with the wicked light in his eyes.
“I can think of a thing or two.” She reached for his waistband with single-minded intensity. “But you’ve got too many clothes on.”
“Easily remedied.” Michael held up his hand and snapped his fingers and suddenly they were all naked.
“How’d you do that?”
He winked once more. “Magic.”
She got distracted by the huge cock waving hard and long in front of her face. “Mmm, I like that kind of magic.”
“Me too, sweetheart. Me too.” He stifled a gasp as she put her hand around him, her hot palm moving up and down in a natural rhythm.
“Something tells me she’s done this before.” David stepped closer to her, his hard cock brushing her hair.
She moved back and took David in her other hand, moving just as expertly on him as she continued to work Michael. Her smile stretched from ear to ear but her concentration was near total on her task.
“What about it, Jaci?” Michael reached down to run his hand through her hair, holding her head and tilting it up so she would meet his eyes. “Have you given a lot of hand jobs?”
She was confused for a moment. She’d never used that term for stroking a male to completion but she guessed she must have heard the humans use the phrase somewhere. How else could she incorporate such a foreign phrase into her dream?
“I have given pleasure many times in this manner as part of my duty.”
“I don’t think I want to hear this.” David’s voice was a low grumble at her side.
“Servicing the elite for sample collection used to be one of my duties. I would take them in my hands or mouth or body, as they wished, in order to collect the necessary samples for the geneticists.”
“I definitely didn’t want to hear that,” David grumbled again.
Michael’s hand tightened in her hair. “Did you ever do two at once?”
“Two?” She was shocked by the possessive tone of her dream men, but perhaps her psyche saw deeper into their true natures than her conscious mind did. “No, I’ve never been with two males at one time.”
“Did you ever want to?”
She shook her head. “No. Not until you. Only with you.”
Michael stroked her hair, removing his hand. “Good. From now on, you’ll only be with us. Your days of servicing other men are over. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand, but what if my duties—?”
David tugged her head up to meet his smoldering eyes. “You will find another way. You’re a smart girl, Jaci. You’ll find a way to get out of such duties.”
Their possessive words made her body yearn. She had to remind herself it was only a dream. Slowly, she nodded. What could it hurt to agree to the impossible in a dream? She couldn’t forgo her duties any more than she could resist these two heavenly men, but she didn’t want to anger them. It’s not that she wanted to service other men, but if the Maras ordered her to do so, she had to do as she was told. She knew she wouldn’t enjoy it. That last time with Grady Prime had been the first and last time she would enjoy sex with any male other than Michael and David. She knew that deep down in her awakening heart.
“I’ll find a way,” she whispered as David’s hand relaxed in her hair. “I promise.”
“Good. Now, suck my cock. I’ve waited a long time to feel your lips around me.”
Jaci complied, leaning forward to take him in her mouth. His taste exploded on her tongue as she moved into the rhythm of sucking and withdrawing, using all her skills to pleasure him. She made an effort to keep her hand moving rhythmically on Michael as well, and she looked up briefly to find him watching her suck his cousin’s cock with avid eyes.
“Look at me, sweetheart.” David’s hands tangled in her hair, angling her face up so she could meet his eyes. She smiled, humming deep in her throat as he gasped. “God, you’re beautiful. Suck hard now, sweet. Make me come.” She followed his orders to the letter and within moments he was jetting his sperm into her mouth. “Swallow it all, honey. Drink me down.”
He tasted divine. She’d never been permitted to swallow any male’s seed before. The many times she’d done this, it had been for scientific collection, not for enjoyment. She was definitely enjoying this. As was he, she could tell. He groaned as he finished in her mouth, then ordered her to lick him clean. She did so with pleasure, her hand tightening on Michael’s ready cock waiting for the same treatment.
When David finally let her up, he didn’t let go of her head. Instead he swiveled her face to Michael, directing her movement as she took his cousin in deep.
“She’s got a talented mouth, Mike,” he told the other man. “She’ll blow your mind.”
“Let her go, Dave. I want this all to myself for now.”
She felt David’s hands leave her and Michael’s replace them in her hair, guiding her movements. He wanted it harder and slightly faster than David had and she was more than willing to comply. She also let him direct her as he held her still and pumped himself into her mouth hard, deep and fast.
“Suck me, baby. Use that hot tongue.” His words were low rumbles of sound that made her pussy ache to be filled. “Get behind her, Dave. Rub her tits.”
David’s warm body knelt behind her and his talented hands started tugging on her nipples in the way she’d already come to love. She moaned as he pulled especially hard.
“I’m coming!” Michael warned, but she wanted it all. She wanted his pleasure, his heat, his sperm in her mouth. A moment later, she got it all. He came in great waves, tasting slightly different from his cousin, but just as satisfying.
David moved one hand down her body, rubbing her clit as she struggled to swallow the jets of come, playing her body as if it were a musical instrument. Within moments she was coming hard and fast against his hands.
She must’ve blacked out then because the next thing she knew, it was morning and her alarm sounded. She had to get up and go through the routine of her work day. But the dream lingered, as did the faint echo of their taste on her tongue.
Jaci was fit to burst by the middle of the morning. Her dreams were getting hotter. She couldn’t wait to see Michael and David, but wait she must until her normal routine brought her to their cell, lest she bring suspicion upon herself. The crystal Callie had given her was burning a hole in her pocket. She was eager and at the same time hesitant to perform the next test.
She wanted desperately to know she wasn’t alone, but she also wasn’t sure if she was ready for a mate. Particularly if that mate was being held prisoner by her superiors and there might never be any way to consummate the bond. Still, she had to know. The uncertainty was driving her nuts.
By the time her tasks took her to the cells she was practically squirming in her shoes. She had so much she wanted to tell her menher friendsshe reminded herself. She was already thinking of them in a most scandalous way, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt for both of them.
Never before had she wanted so badly to initiate sexual intimacy with a male. She had performed her duties when assigned to sample collection, but never with the kind of enthusiasm she felt now, driving her temperature higher and her excitement level off the charts. She wanted sex. Badly. As she never had before.
She’d never engaged in non-work-related sexual activity. There were no casual bed partners in her life. There never had been. She was almost fastidious in that respect. She had never wanted a lover and never taken one, even out of boredom, but she wanted both of these handsome human males and she wanted them now. She wondered with one part of her mind that was still functioning on a more objective level if this mad desire was only produced by her changing DNA, or if it had more to do with the men themselves. Would she feel this sizzling attraction for any of the other males she came into contact with?
She could answer that with a firm no. She’d had a chance to bed Grady Prime, arguably one of the most handsome, fit and highly respected Alvian males in the city, if not on the entire planet, and she’d not felt anything like this spark of desire. She’d enjoyed servicing Grady Prime, but that was more a physical enjoyment, what she believed she’d gain from Michael and/or David was more of an emotional satisfaction. They made her feel alive with just a smile, and their hugs satisfied something deep within her soul she’d never felt before.
Their kisses were like water to a woman dying of thirst and she could only speculate on what taking either one of them inside her body would feel like—not just physically, but on that emotional plane she was just coming to understand. She wanted them with a soul-deep ache that was beginning to consume every one of her waking moments.
She walked into their cell and went straight for the monitor, trying not to let her eagerness show in the last few moments the monitor would follow her movements. She shut it off and turned to face them and suddenly she wanted nothing more than to be in their arms.
She ran to them and Michael caught her in what felt like mid-air, David closing in behind to cocoon her in their warmth and what felt suspiciously to her untried emotions like love. She sobbed as she sought Michael’s mouth with her own. He kissed her long and hard but he kept his wits about him, pulling back after slaking the very beginnings of her thirst to look down into her dazed eyes.
“We had a long conversation with Harry last night. Where’s the crystal, sweetheart?”
She’d almost forgotten! She fumbled in her pocket for a moment and came up with the crystal on her palm. She thought it might be softly glowing, but she couldn’t be sure through the tears in her eyes.
Michael nodded over her shoulder to David and he moved off, taking the crystal with him. He placed it on the table beside them as he leaned back to watch, and then Michael’s lips were on hers again and she was lost to coherent thought as the Hum increased and her skin felt aflame.
She heard David laughing in the background and moved back to see what he was so happy about when the blinding light of the crystal caught her eye. Michael and she had passed the second test! The crystal was glowing fiercely as she disentangled herself to check it, but the light faded as she let go of Michael.
But David was not deterred. With a deft move he took her hand and swung her into his arms, swooping down to capture her lips with his own while Michael watched. He took a long time, seducing her with his firm mouth, his masculine scent and his strong hands, but she came to her senses before too long and opened her eyes to see the bright light spilling about them.
David had passed the second test too! She smiled up into his eyes as she began kissing him. She’d never taken the lead before with any male and she felt powerful and seductive as he groaned and took the kiss deeper. She explored his mouth with her tongue and plastered herself against his hard body, enjoying the angles and planes of his chest, his narrow hips, his hard thighs and especially the harness between them as it nestled into her softness.
She felt him pulling at her clothing and before she knew it, they were both bare from the waist up, joined together in an almost carnal Embrace. She realized what he was doing the moment before she opened her dazzled eyes to encounter a shining, brilliant yellow light emanating from the crystal. They had Embraced, and David was definitely compatible with her in every way. He was her mate!
She started to laugh with pure joy as she pulled slightly back away from him.
“You must have had one hell of a conversation with Hara.”
David smiled as he released her, much to her surprise, but she felt only a moment of awkwardness when he passed her to Michael who also had taken off his shirt to show her a powerful, masculine chest, lightly dusted with hair and hard muscled. His shoulders were strong and wide and she couldn’t help but caress them as he cupped her bare breasts, pinching her tight nipples in a way that made her gasp.
He chuckled as he pulled her into the valley of his thighs. He was already hard, long and powerful as he pressed his hips against hers, finding his place between, even through the layers of cloth that separated them.
“I haven’t touched a woman in far too long, sweetheart. You are beautiful and soft and feminine. You take my breath away.”
His whispered words brushed past her ear as he pulled her in closer, snuggling her tight for a moment before bending low to press his lips to hers. He pressed his tongue inside and began to make love to her mouth. He licked and bit at her mouth in a seductive series of caresses that had her mewling in delight even as she clawed his shoulders for more.
“That’s done it,” she heard David’s triumphant voice as if from afar, “she’s definitely ours.”
Michael groaned as he pulled back, but he couldn’t seem to let her go. He continued to rub against her, his palms squeezing her breasts in a way that made her want to scream. He looked down at her and lifted her nipples, lowering his head to take one in his mouth. She’d never had a man suck her nipple before—except in recent dreams—and it produced a feeling inside her that was hard to describe. Wicked pleasure wrapped itself around her senses, stilling time and turning her veins to rivers of heated lava.
Her eyes closed, only to shoot open again when Michael shifted slightly and a second mouth closed over her other nipple. She looked down to see both David and Michael sucking on her body, her temperature rising and her skin crying out for satisfaction as the men rubbed against her.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized they had almost no time left. She reached down and found their hard cocks, so full and engorged she knew it would take little stimulation to get them to spill their seed. She plunged her fingers inside two pairs of pants, a tight fit with such large erections already taking up so much room, but she managed to get her hands wrapped around them both and started a gentle rhythm.
Michael pulled away, dipping his hand into her pants and spearing one long, thick, male finger up inside her. David reached around behind her to gently caress the pucker of her ass, which made her jump. No one had ever tried to enter there. Just the thought of such a thing made her both nervous and oddly hot.
He gentled her
, getting her used to his touch and soon pushed inside to the first knuckle, gently moving in and out as Michael speared two fingers now, into her dripping pussy. She came with a cry, clenching her fists around them as they spurted in near unison into her hands.
Nothing sounded in the room for long moments but heavy, heated breathing as they leaned against each other for support. None of them, it seemed, could stand on their own. Finally, Michael straightened.
“I think our ten minutes was up a long time ago.”
“Oh, no!” Jaci straightened, hastily pulling her hands from their clothing and making use of the sink in one corner of the room. She quickly straightened her own clothes, turning back to look over her men, and stopped dead.
They were watching her with possessive eyes.
“You’re ours now, sweetheart.” Michael talked slowly, deliberately, as he buttoned his shirt.
“As we are yours.” David fastened his own clothing as they walked toward her. “Harry filled us in on this resonance mate thing last night, but even without the proof of your people, we knew you were meant to be part of our lives almost from the first time we saw you.”
“We’ve been dreaming with you for more than a year, Jaci, but only since your accident have I been able to enter your dreams and make you remember them.”
“Enter my dreams?” She was shocked as she remembered the dreams that had felt so real and made her so hot.
Michael nodded slowly. “It is one of my gifts. I can dreamwalk. I’ve been in your dreams the past few nights, sweetheart, and I brought Dave with me. What you dreamed, we dreamed as well. It was real. Or at least as real as a dream can be. But the words we spoke were real and the feelings were our feelings.”
“We love you,” David said simply and she felt her heart fill near to bursting.
“I love you too.” She sounded as if she were only just realizing what her emotions meant, but it was true. She loved them. Both. Endlessly.