“I don’t ever want to be like her again.”
Storm lowered himself next to Derechos and lifted her legs across his lap. Leaning close, he cupped Dawn’s face with his hand. She wouldn’t meet his gaze as a small tear slipped from the corner of her eye and he caught it with his thumb. A roar of an engine caught his attention but when it moved away from the house he dismissed it from his attention. “You were never like her, Atan.”
Her regret-filled gaze flicked up to him, tears welled up under her beautiful soft-green eyes. He wouldn’t miss the lush greens of his home when he could easily see a reminder in his Atan’s gaze.
“You can’t say that. You didn’t know me then. All I cared about was partying and clothes and shopping.” Another tear slipped down her cheek but she swiped at it before he could catch it. “I had everything handed to me and never had to earn it.”
Her words were so similar to what Derechos had told him of his conversation with IxChel. He’d given up trying to understand the wise woman’s inherent ability to see inside a person’s soul. IxChel had said that he and Derechos had never had to go against their friends to follow their own beliefs. They arrogantly believed that was something they’d never face. If something didn’t follow their ways then it wasn’t worth fighting for.
But, that is exactly what Dawn had done. She’d turned her back on everything she’d known to follow what she believed was the right path, facing the disregard of her family, and he was sure her alleged friends had treated her the same way. Storm was humbled by her inner strength and the way she’d opened herself to them regardless of how he and Derechos had treated her dreams.
“You are the true warrior, Atan, and we could learn a lot from your strength.” Derechos pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Dawn frowned slightly and looked up at him and then back over to Storm.
“What are you talking about? I just told you I wasn’t any better than Sam. I felt the same way and treated those I viewed below me terribly.”
“And yet you stood in a stall filled with dirty hay and animal refuse and cleaned it all out when your grandfather told you to.”
“I had to make amends for my behavior. He worked me for weeks before I earned my phone back.”
“Why didn’t you leave?” Derechos stroked his hand down her back. “Why did you come here in the first place? Couldn’t you have left the same way Sam did?”
“Yes, but I knew I’d disappointed him.” Tears streaked her cheeks as she spoke. “I wanted him to smile at me and tell me that he was proud of me.”
“And did he tell you that?” Storm asked.
She nodded. “Yes, when I learned how to gather the cattle and took over most of the duties around here. He’d fallen ill and couldn’t do it anymore. I didn’t want the bank to take over so I did.”
“Can you see Sam ever taking on that responsibility? If your grandfather had sent her out to the stables, what would she have done?”
“Thrown a temper tantrum and called our father to send someone to come and get her.”
“You two are very different women. When your grandfather fell ill, did you think it might be best to sell the ranch?”
“No, never. I wanted it to do well. I’ve always wanted it to do well even if only for his memory. I wanted him to be proud of me.”
“Atan, I don’t doubt for a moment that he was proud of you. You are an intelligent and brave woman who stood up against everything she knew to make herself a better person. We’re better men for knowing you.”
“Now you’re going over the top. How can you say that? You two are protectors. You’ve been chosen by your gods to take care of your people. I don’t understand why you are here. You’re needed at home. What if there is another attack on another village?”
“You are the most important factor in our life, Dawn. If that means turning our back on our world, then we’ll do that.”
“No! Don’t ever say that.” Dawn sat up so quickly that she almost hit Derechos in the chin. His warrior brother moved quickly to avoid the impact, tightening his grip on her.
“We both know you wouldn’t expect that.” Derechos slid his hand up and down her spine, soothing her sudden panic while he rubbed her legs.
Storm knew now that he and Derechos couldn’t ask her to leave her ranch but they needed to make regular trips to Lu’um to recharge their inner energy levels. “I think we can do a lot of good on this side of the portal. We’ll need to visit Lu’um to regenerate our energy levels every few weeks and hope that you will join us.”
“What happens if you don’t go?” Dawn looked back and forth between them. “Will being here make you sick? No, that’s not right. I won’t let you risk yourselves for me.”
Chapter Seven
“We would risk the end of our world for you, Atan. But we’re not facing anything close to that dramatic. Storm and I both know that we can stay on Earth for at least three of your weeks before feeling the effects of being away from Lu’um. If we have to draw on our reserves, then we’d need to go sooner.”
“Okay, then we’ll go across the portal every two weeks. How long do you need to stay there?”
Derechos pressed a kiss to the top of her head. How could she ever think she is anything like her sister? Dawn would always see to the care of those she loved. He ran his hand over the curve of her hip and his cock twitched under her ass. Their woman was perfect in every way and he was going to do whatever he had to so she could see it herself.
“We would need to spend one day on Lu’um, and that would be plenty. We can coordinate with Rock and Jag and use part of the time to update them on what is happening here,” Storm answered.
Dawn sighed and nestled back down against his chest, her head under his chin. “I can make that work here with the ranch hands’ schedules.”
Storm continued to rub her legs with long strokes that Derechos mimicked on her side and hip. She wriggled in his lap and as her emotions calmed he picked up on the soft heat of her arousal.
“You won’t be dancing at Midnighters anymore, right?”
“The moment we found you, that all ended for us, Atan. We’ll still help out at the club by patrolling the area around it during the nights our brother warriors are dancing in hopes of attracting their Atans.”
He felt Dawn’s body shake slightly before a soft laugh danced on the air around them. “Are you serious? That’s why the club was built? You’re looking for your Atans?”
“We found you, didn’t we?” Storm punctuated his question by sliding his hand up her inner thigh and cupping her pussy with his palm. Derechos slid his hand up her delicious curves to under her breast. He could feel her nipple tighten under the material so he gently rubbed his thumb back and forth across the nub, enticing it to tighten further.
“You have a point.” Her legs moved slightly apart, welcoming Storm’s attentions, and Derechos felt her lift her face and press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. “But no woman will ever be as lucky as I am.”
He smiled and pulled the front of her dress down, thankful she hadn’t changed into Earth clothing before coming over here. The material parted under his hand as if it understood his needs, and in a way it probably did. The denim pants he was wearing trapped his cock under her soft ass but the denial of touch helped him keep his senses for a bit longer.
If they were on Lu’um and his clothes parted as easily as hers, he’d have her speared on his cock in moments. As the shimmering material parted and slipped down her arms, he ran his fingers along the claiming marks that decorated her skin. Fascinated, he traced them from her shoulder to her wrist, sliding his fingers over the turns and flourishes that matched his and Storm’s markings. He loved seeing their marks on her skin, an eternal reminder that she’d been chosen by the gods for them.
“Oh, god, that feels good. I don’t get it. All you’re doing is rubbing my arms.”
“I’m touching our marks, Dawn.” Her nipples tightened and she arched her back in a silent plea for more. With her face
pressed against his neck he could feel her hot breath against his skin. She was already panting with need. He caressed the marks on her arms and felt her body tremble against his.
“These prove to the world that you belong to us and we belong to you.” He looked down her body and watched as Storm pressed slow kisses against her stomach. A mental vision of her stomach swollen with their child filled him. Storm looked up at him and grinned. Of course he’s thinking the same thing or he thought of it first and that’s why I did.
“I can never get enough of you, Atan.” Storm directed his attention back to Dawn and Derechos did the same. She was theirs to please and they would make certain she never wanted for anything.
He lifted his hand over the cushion, expecting it to re-form the way he wanted it to but it remained in its original square shape. This is going to take some getting used to. Instead he reached out to the end of the sofa and pulled a few pillows closer before lifting her up a bit and sliding out from under her. Storm took that moment to lift one of her legs over his shoulder and give her pussy a long lick, distracting her from Derechos’s movement. He tucked a couple pillows under her back to support her and another under her head.
Her soft mews caused Derechos’s cock to throb painfully behind the metal zipper of his pants. Taking this opportunity to undress, he slipped his hand inside his waistband and cupped himself as he pulled down the zipper. He’d heard enough horrendous stories from the other Midnighters about the dangers of the local clothes when you were in too much of a hurry. Her cries elevated as Dawn lifted her other leg over Storm’s shoulder and arched her pelvis, pushing her cunt up against his face. Storm wrapped his hands around her ass and supported her as he licked and sucked her sensitive skin.
Once he was completely naked, he knelt on the floor by her side and leaned over her. Cupping one breast with his hand, he wrapped his mouth around her other one. As he swirled his tongue around the tip and pinched the other one with his fingers, she cried out and gripped his hair with her hand, holding him there. He drew her plump breasts as far into his mouth as he could, lashing the tight nipple with his tongue before letting it go with a pop and repeating the motion with her other breast.
“Oh, god, I need you both. Please, please….”
Her body shuddered and rocked under their ministrations. The closer she came to her release the tighter her grip on his hair got. When she did reach her peak, she trembled and cried out as she gripped each of them. The small pinpricks of pain helped to keep him grounded because feeling her tremble under their touch and listening to her passionate cries was driving him to the brink of completion. He had started stroking her arms with the idea of teasing her with a promise of more to come but now he knew he needed inside her as much as his next breath.
The muscles that contracted so incredibly hard relaxed and she slumped back along the cushions, her legs limp and parted, her pussy glistening with her juices. Derechos thought about having a taste for himself until she sat up and wrapped her hand around his cock as he stood. “You two aren’t done yet, are you?”
“No, Atan,” they both answered her at the same time and she grinned.
“Good, because I’m not finished with you yet.” Derechos’s cock twitched in her grasp as she moved forward and ran her tongue along the underside of his cock in a long, teasing lick. Swirling first around the flushed crown, she slid her lips around his length and sucked him deep. The wet heat from her mouth coupled with the delicate flicks of her tongue had him seeing stars. He let her play and suck for a few moments but couldn’t take more than a half dozen strokes before coming far too close to losing control.
He pulled from her mouth and switched positions with her in a matter of seconds, not giving her a moment to complain before he lifted her over his lap, encouraging her to straddle his hips. She arched her hips and caught the tip of his cock. The moment he felt her slip over him, he grasped her hips and surged up as she dropped. His cock pushed up into her molten depths, and he felt the world realign. This is what they needed. The Kimil and Earth would still be there later but for now he needed to reconnect with their woman.
Her cunt fluttered and clasped his length, squeezing him with her viselike intensity. She tried to lift off him but he held her still, trying to regain some control over his cock. Looking past her shoulder, he watched as Storm tore the small disks from his shirt in his rush to get it off.
Dawn looked behind her when the buttons scattered over the wood floors. “Easy there, cowboy. Derechos is making me wait for you.”
“Cowboy?” The corner of Storm’s mouth kicked up and he grabbed his large white hat and plunked it back on his head. “I read a saying on a woman’s shirt at the bar, something about saving a horse?”
“Hell, yeah! I’d love to ride a couple cowboys.” Dawn laughed and arched her back. Derechos supported her as she stretched out her arms and leaned back to accept the dark-brown Stetson he’d been wearing earlier from Storm. She lifted herself back up and plunked it on his head, flicking the brim up so he could see her. “Come here often, big boy?”
Derechos laughed when she grinned at him and eased the grip on her hips. The lightness of the last minute helped him regain some of his control. Dawn slowly lifted herself up his length and he felt the coolness of the air on his wet cock before she slid down his length again, wrapping him in soft molten heat.
Storm came up behind her and Derechos felt her stiffen slightly. He lifted his hands and wrapped them around her breasts, tweaking her sensitive nipples. Her eyes rolled up as her lids fluttered down. She was so beautiful when she allowed herself to fall into the passion she felt. The sunlight that came in the front window made her hair glisten and highlighted the soft glow to her skin. “Is Storm getting you ready, Atan? Are you going to allow us to claim you in your world as well?”
“Yes, do it. Make me yours again.” Her body clamped down on him as he felt Storm move into position behind her. His warrior brother knelt against the cushions, his legs on the outside of Dawn’s.
“Forever, Dawn.” Derechos drew her closer to his chest and claimed her soft lips. Her lips parted under his. Her tongue surged and tangled with his as Storm slowly entered her body. She gasped and he felt a shudder dance along her limbs. The energy they created between their bodies snapped in the air around them like lightning in the rain. Derechos caressed her breasts and kissed her again, distracting her from the initial burn that would accompany Storm pressing inside her.
“So tight…” Storm groaned through clenched teeth as he obviously struggled to keep a grip on his control. Dawn panted as the shimmering markings on her skin flared with a brighter color. Derechos found himself grasping for the thin thread of his own control as Dawn’s muscles clenched tightly on his cock. He wanted to surge up into her body and move in tandem with his warrior brother but the bruising grip she had on him wouldn’t allow him the leeway.
“Relax, Atan.” He pressed kisses against her neck and stroked his hands down her arms. “Take a deep breath and let us move inside of you.”
Dawn gripped the cushions on either side of his neck and rested her forehead against his collarbone. Slowly he felt the iron grip on his cock loosen slightly, allowing him the liberty to move. “That’s right, you can do this. You wanted to ride a cowboy, right? We’re both here for you.”
He felt more than heard her chuckle against his skin, but she rolled her hips, slowly sliding off his cock and pushing back on Storm’s cock.
“Oh yes, that’s it.” His warrior brother groaned loudly. “You claim us as yours, Atan.”
She pushed off the back of the sofa and pressed her hands against Derechos’s chest, bracing herself as she tilted her pelvis and pushed back down on his cock, and off Storm’s. “That’s right. Ride us, my beautiful Atan.” He slid one hand down between them and gathered up a copious amount of moisture at the entrance of her cunt and slid it up between her pussy lips. Dragging his thumb over her extended, swollen clit he slipped over the sensitive, puffy nub. Daw
n moved quicker, demanding and jerking back and forth between them.
Storm’s face was a mask of concentration and Derechos was certain his looked the same. Sweat dripped down his neck as he continued to fight his baser urge to claim their woman. Letting her set the pace was an exercise in endurance he hadn’t expected. Flicking his thumb back and forth over her clit helped to encourage her. Her cries grew louder and her movements more jerky as her body trembled with need.
“Oh god, fuck me,” she cried out and that was all the encouragement they needed. He and Storm took over the pace, plundering their woman with an instinctive rhythm that caused their markings to glow around the edges again. “Harder, more.” Her demands spurred them on as they claimed her with a ferociousness that bordered on primal madness, until finally her screams of passion snapped the thin grip he maintained on his control. She flooded his body with a wave of moisture coating his balls. Derechos roared as he released his seed deep inside of her body. Storm’s snarled shout of completion joined his as she trembled between them. Derechos continued to manipulate her clit, forcing her into another orgasm. She didn’t scream this time but her entire body vibrated and her muscles rhythmically clenched and released along his length.
She fell against his chest and Storm braced his arm on the back of the sofa, his elbow locked so he wouldn’t collapse on her. His face was covered in sweat and he pulled off the hat and wiped his brow with his forearm. He pressed a kiss to Dawn’s shoulder before lifting off her and flopping on the sofa next to them.
Derechos felt him slip from her body and she shivered in response. Reaching out, she wrapped an arm over Storm’s upper chest. Storm pressed his hand over hers, trapping it as he dropped his head back against the sofa and panted.
“I think all three of us could use a shower.” Dawn pressed a kiss against Derechos’s throat before looking up at him. Despite the phenomenal release he’d just experienced, his cock twitched inside of her at the thought of water skimming over her flawless skin. A low, uneven grumble came from the vicinity of her stomach and he remembered that they hadn’t eaten since early that morning. Her cheeks went pink when he laughed at the sound.
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