by Marla Monroe
“So good,” Della whispered, to no one in particular, he was sure.
“Perhaps we should wait to finish this until the suns break the night sky,” Veran said in a soft whisper.
“Why are you whispering?” Della asked with a smile, but her eyes still closed.
“I didn’t want to disturb the moment,” Veran said with a frown.
“Fuck me, Veran. I want to feel you stretch me. It felt so good when Kane did it. I hadn’t been with anyone in a very long time. It felt so good,” she said, opening her eyes to stare up at him. “Make me feel good again.”
* * * *
Della hadn’t expected it to feel that good with Kane. Her past limited experience had been mostly disappointing, but nothing about Kane, or Veran, for that matter, had been disappointing. She wanted more of how Kane had made her feel. She had a sneaky suspicion that Veran would prove to be a little more pain this first time, but that was okay. She could take it because once she adjusted to the big male, he would rock her world. She had no doubt of that.
The bronzed male slowly climbed up her body and kissed her. He licked along her neck and sucked on her earlobe before tasting one nipple and then the other.
“Are you sure, little one? We can wait if you are sore or tired,” he said.
She wrapped her legs around as much of him as she could and pulled on him, but only managed to lift her ass off the bed and hang from the big male. Kane’s laughter had her chuckling as well. When she let go and plopped back down on the bed, it was obvious that Veran had gotten the picture. He sat back on his heels and ran a thick finger up and down her slit, spreading the combination of her juices and Kane’s seed all over her slit. Then he pulled her toward him and rubbed the thick head of his dick up and down her slit, wetting it until he seemed satisfied it would do.
She forced her body to relax, knowing that with his size, there would be some discomfort at first. She was sure he would go slow and give her plenty of time to adjust to the size of him, but wanted to be ready regardless. She refused to cry out so that he thought he’d seriously hurt her. That would hurt him and she didn’t want to hurt either of her men.
Veran slowly pressed his thick pole into her swollen pussy, the bulbous head splitting her open as it slowly slipped into her tight sheath. The stretching sensation wasn’t nearly as bad as she had imagined it would be. The sound of him mumbling under his breath made her wonder what curses he spoke in his own language.
She was sure she could handle it all now and didn’t want to prolong the slow burn that his painfully slow pace was creating. Della used her heels to dig into the bed and thrust her pelvis up, impaling herself on his thick, hard shaft that had only gotten larger once she’d forced him deeper into her channel.
“By Zereth!” Veran yelled out, throwing his head back he gritted his teeth.
“Oh, God!” She screamed as he filled her to within an inch of her life.
The sudden stretching of her cunt and press of his crown against her cervix was almost more than she could handle, but she didn’t regret it one bit. It hurt so good. She wanted to groan loud and long, but was afraid she’d scare Veran or even Kane. Instead she wrapped her legs around what she could of Veran’s hips and ground her pussy against his pelvic bone. He didn’t have groin hair or chest hair as most humans did, so there was nothing for her to stimulate her clit on other than his body.
“By all that is holy, Della, little one. Are you okay?” He’d gone completely still.
“Please, Veran. Fuck me. I need you to move and make me feel good,” she panted out.
He hesitate for a second, glancing over at Kane before leaning over her and slowly pulling out before equally slowly pushing back in. She let him do it two more times before she lost patience and growled.
“Fuck me! Hard. Fast. Just fuck me!” she screamed at last.
Veran laughed, then gave her what she had asked for, pumping in and out of her tight, hot cunt, growling and snarling with each thrust. Nearly every time he entered her, his cockhead rocked against her cervix, creating the perfect amount of painful pleasure she liked. She’d been right. Veran was going to rock her world with his thick girth and all those deep grunts and growls he made.
Every nerve ending in her body was primed and ready for the climax when it hit her, but it far surpassed what she’d expected. As she detonated, a silent scream tearing from her as every muscle in her body contracted, the sound of Veran’s roar of pleasure bumped her even higher until she was sure she blacked out for a brief second.
Then everything came rushing back, with sound close on its heels. Her ears roared with the pounding of blood through her veins as her heart struggled to keep up with the needs bombarding it. This was more than she ever would have thought possible. She wanted both of them together now. She was sure it would kill her but she wanted them both to claim her together. Tomorrow.
Chapter Eleven
The next morning, the three of them nearly fell out of bed when they woke in the same bed. Veran seemed highly upset that he’d stayed in her room, telling her he was sorry over and over again. To make things even more comical, he all but dragged a still partially sleeping Kane out with him, leaving her alone in the bed.
What had that been all about?
Shaking her head, she straightened up the demolished bed and walked over to the cleansing unit to get cleaned up so she could dress.
Thirty minutes later, Della walked into the meal prep room to find the two men softly arguing over something. They stopped when she cleared her throat.
“What is going on?” she asked.
“Nothing, Della,” Veran said. “It is between me and Kane.”
She narrowed her eyes at him and walked toward him until she stood toe to boot, since she didn’t have on her shoes yet. “Better rethink that answer, bronze boy. There will be no secrets in this family.”
He winced and took a step back. “Little one. There are no secrets, but when Kane and I don’t agree on something, we will settle it between us. It doesn’t need to affect you.”
She cocked her head for a change. “So this has nothing to do with me and the reason you ran out of the room earlier.”
Looking over at Kane, she could tell that it did. To his credit, Kane didn’t try to arbitrate between her and Veran. He seemed to recognize that they had to find their own way with each other. Either that or he was just happy she wasn’t fussing at him. She snorted.
“Kane?” Veran called out, obviously having no problem instigating the other man into the conversation.
“No. You explain to her why you were so upset that we were in her room this morning. I don’t understand either,” Kane said.
Veran threw up his hands. “Males don’t rest with their females unless the female is ill and in need of them to watch over her.”
“Why the hell not?” Della demanded.
“The females normally don’t like to. We are big and take up a lot of room and we can hurt them when we move around in our rest. It can be dangerous and we don’t want to harm them.”
“How long has it been since you’ve slept with a woman, um, female, Veran?” Della asked.
He looked decidedly uncomfortable. “I’ve never actually rested with one. I’ve mated a few times in the past, many cycles ago.”
“So what you are saying is that a long, long time ago the females didn’t like to sleep with the males so it became a rule that you didn’t sleep with your mate. You just share a bed for sex then go on your merry way to rest in your own rooms,” she surmised.
“Yes. What you have said is accurate.” Veran still looked uncomfortable, which suited her just fine right then.
“You better have a talk with your males before they start approaching any of the other females, Veran. Human women will get very pissed off and have their feelings hurt if your males fuck them then walk away. That is rude and an insult to us. I’m going to put on my shoes.”
She turned around and returned to her room to calm down. It had
seemed funny at first when Veran had all but thrown poor Kane over his shoulder in his haste to leave that morning, but to find out it was because he didn’t believe they should sleep together had her so angry she could spit nails.
The rest of the day, she fielded questions from various council members once Veran had explained to them that human females were vastly different emotionally than their females had been. He and Kane had gone to talk to the other males about what to expect from the females after that, leaving her and Caro behind to rest, with Sabin in the house if they needed anything. Gressen had also disappeared at some point to handle some problem with some of the human males.
Della wanted to talk to Caro about becoming Kane and Veran’s mate but felt she needed to clear it with them first. Plus, Caro had seemed preoccupied with something. They’d decided to take a nap and had chosen Caro’s room since Sabin was working on something in Gressen’s office he kept in his quarters.
They woke to Sabin just inside the door knocking lightly on the wall and calling Caro’s name. He stopped when he saw that they were awake.
“I apologize for entering and waking you, but you didn’t answer the knock on the outside and I knew Della would want to be awake when Veran and Kane returned for her.”
“Thanks, Sabin. It’s fine,” Caro said without looking at him. She seemed to be studying the covers. “We’ll be right out.”
“Are you all right, Caro? You’ve been quiet all afternoon,” Della said.
Caro laughed. “Well, we’ve been napping. Of course I’ve been quiet.”
She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”
Caro smiled and hugged Della close, then released her and threw back the covers to stand up. She sat back on the bed and bent over to pull on her shoes.
“I’m fine, Della. I’ve just got a lot on my mind. Nothing that is a problem, really. I’m just trying to figure out what is next here. I’m not sure I want to marry, um, mate. I hadn’t really wanted to go on the shuttle but they insisted I had to. Evidently I have an abundance of very healthy eggs and it was my duty to use them,” she said.
“Yeah. I got a similar lecture, but I doubt I have as many healthy ones as you do by the sound of it. They were hoping I would at least have two kids once we arrived on Omega.” Della climbed out of the bed and picked up her shoes. She planned to carry them with her since she’d never really liked wearing shoes in the first place.
“Well, now I have a choice, since we aren’t on Omega, and I want to think about it for a while.”
“I don’t blame you. Take your time.” Della followed the other woman out of the room and down to where they could hear the voices of several men.
When they entered the gathering room, as Veran had called it, both of her men were there talking to Sabin. They appeared to be relaxed. She smiled and walked over to them.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
“It is fine,” Kane answered. “Are you ready to go? I’m starved.”
Veran chuckled. “For a scrawny human, you eat a lot.”
Della smiled. They seemed to be getting along famously. She relaxed a little and turned to her friend, who was watching Sabin almost as closely as he seemed to be watching her.
“Caro. Thanks for letting me crash with you this afternoon. Thanks for staying close by, Sabin.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Della,” Caro said.
“It was my honor,” Sabin said with a warm smile.
The men clasped arms as she’d seen the Levassians do, then she was ushered across to the central part of the home and on over to Veran’s area. He noticed that she was carrying her shoes and immediately picked her up with a soft growl.
“Are you growling at me?” she asked with a grin.
“Why are your shoes not on you? It is dangerous to not wear them at all times. Did you obtain enough clothing until they get yours made to fit your frame?” Verna asked.
“I didn’t want to put them on and yes. I have plenty to wear for now. Put me down.” She tapped him on the top of his head with a finger.
“Stop that. I will put you down when I’m ready.” He carried her through the door to his gathering room, which Kane opened for them.
She frowned at him and tapped him on the nose next. “I said put me down.”
He growled at her again and continued through the dwelling until they were in his room. She hadn’t seen it before but was positive it was his from his scent that was heavy in the air. Her nipples immediately hardened at the thought of what he might have in mind.
“Veran? What’s going on?” she asked, looking around at the even larger bed. It was as big as two king-sized ones put together on Earth.
“We are claiming you here in my room, where we will all three stay from now on. You can keep your room for times that you want privacy, but from this moment on you will spend all your rest times and play times here in this bed with your mates. Maybe it will be just me and maybe it will be just Kane sometimes, but this is our resting room that we share.”
He dropped her on the bed where she bounced with a giggle. He’d obviously been thinking or Kane had gotten to him or both.
“Now strip, woman.” Yep, Kane had been talking to him. The woman part was all Kane.
She grinned over at the grinning male leaning innocently against the closed door. Without another thought, Della jerked at her clothes until she was completely naked. She stood up on the bed and watched as Veran undressed in front of her. He took the time to fold every piece of clothing before setting it on a small shelf that he coaxed from the wall.
Behind him Kane stripped out of his clothes, but instead of folding them, the idiot tossed them all over the floor before shoving Veran aside and wrapping himself around Della’s lower half. He rubbed his face all over her belly before twisting around her to bite her on the ass.
“Hey!” she yelped.
“Down on your back so I can taste that pussy, woman. I missed out on that last night and want some tonight.”
When she sat on the bed with a slight bounce and lay back, Kane immediately planted his face between her legs, where he made a meal out of her, sucking and licking like a mad man. Veran took possession of her breasts where he showed her that he did indeed have a longer tongue than human men. He licked and teased her nipples before sucking hard on them so that her clit throbbed and her toes curled.
By the time Kane had sucked a climax from her, she was wet and aching to be filled by something other than a tongue or finger. They’d revved her up and she was ready for something more.
Kane had Veran lie flat on his back while he helped Della crawl on top of the bronzed male. She rubbed her dripping pussy over Veran’s engorged cock until it was equally wet with her juices. Then with Kane supporting her and Veran’s hands at her hips, Della slowly fitted Veran’s thick dick at her slit and eased down onto his cockhead. The pressure of the broad crown splitting her wide was delicious and scary all at the same time. Then she slowly began to engulf him with her cunt, taking more and more with each movement of her body. When she stopped slipping downward, Della lifted up nearly all the way off, to his deep groan, and slowly slipped back down again, until she had taken all of him her body would hold. His rod pressed intimately against her cervix so that each time she rocked, it sent shockwaves straight to her clit.
“Oh. My. God! I can feel you in my throat, Veran!”
Kane pressed her over so that she lay on Veran’s chest with his arms around her so he could prepare her ass for his dick. She chanted silently to herself to relax and willed her legs to lose some of their tightness as Kane spread some sort of lube around her anus. The dark hole already felt swollen and nothing had touched it yet.
The more Kane added lube to the tiny hole, the more she worried that she wouldn’t be able to take him there with Veran inside her pussy. But Kane had two fingers pumping inside her before she knew it.
“Your ass is so fucking hot, woman. I can’t wait to sink my cock inside it. Relax for me,” Ka
ne said.
She did her best, but when the head of his shaft began pressing into her back channel, the pressure was more than she’d expected.
“Easy, Della. Relax for me. You can do this.”
She breathed through the slight pain and slow burn until finally, his cock eased past the tight rings and into her tunnel. She felt him sink deeper still.
“Fucking hell, Della. You’re so hot and tight. It’s like sinking my cock into warmed molasses. You’re milking me and I’m not even moving yet.”
“Kane.” Veran’s strained voice reminded them both he was fighting a losing battle at remaining still much longer.
“Della?” Kane asked.
“Yes. Fuck me. I need you both to move. The pressure is too much like this.” She hissed.
They slowly started a rhythm where one pulled out while the other tunneled in, rocking in and out of her a little faster with each stroke. Della had never felt so full in her life. Nether had she ever felt the building pressure that grew and grew to the point she was afraid to come.
“It’s too much, Kane. I can’t do this.”
Veran stopped. “Are we hurting you, little one? Kane pull out. Stop.”
“No!” she all but screamed. “Don’t stop. I need to come but it’s too much. I don’t think I can do it.”
“Yes, you can, Della. Just let it go. We’ll catch you,” he promised.
She shook her head from side to side. She hadn’t expected it to be so intense. Then Kane took her choice away by slipping a hand between them and locating her clit with a finger. It only took two swipes and the pressure imploded, blasting away everything in its path. She flew like a rocket and floated among the stars before slowly returning to her body with both men hovering over her with worried expressions. She blinked up at them and smiled, still feeling as if she were floating.
“What?” she asked in a hoarse voice she didn’t recognize.