Mastering Their Human

by Ivy Barrett

  “There you go again,” Sean grumbled. “I thought I was leading tonight.”

  Kellan threw up his hands. “Old habits die hard.”

  “Smooth out the blankets and lie down on your back.”

  “We’re going to get right to it?” He winked at Brianna and bent over to do Sean’s bidding.

  “Not exactly. I thought you two could entertain each other while I prepared Brianna for the finale.”

  “A little sixty-nine while you lube her ass?” Kellan laughed. “Does it really sound less sexual when you sugarcoat it? You two both need to get over it. This is sexual. We are sexual beings about to engage in a sexual act. I’m going to fuck both my mates at the same time and it’s going to be spectacular!”

  Sean and Brianna laughed, unable to resist Kellan’s enthusiasm. Brianna doubted she would ever be as uninhibited as Kellan, but his abandon was contagious.

  Stretching out on his back, Kellan motioned her over and helped her kneel on either side of his head. She positioned her pussy over his mouth, pausing with her slit just out of reach. He took her by the hips and dragged her down until his lips pressed against her folds. She closed her eyes and savored the gentle slide of his tongue around her clit, so gentle yet so evocative.

  Sean grasped the back of her neck and pushed her toward Kellan’s waiting cock. “This is supposed to be interactive.”

  If she’d rather just enjoy, that’s fine by me. I can’t come until I’m inside her anyway.

  “No. I told her to suck your cock.” Sean swatted her on the ass. “Do as you’re told.”

  Her core rippled in response to the light slap and Brianna fought back a moan. She might not like being bitten, but she definitely liked being spanked!

  Not surprisingly, Sean spanked her again and again, each firm swat driving her onto Kellan’s mouth. Clearly Sean had sensed her pleasure and wanted to satisfy her every need.

  Sean didn’t spank nearly as hard as Kellan, but the next swat was significantly harder and she yelped. Kellan continued lavishing attention on her folds while his wicked chuckle sounded in her mind.

  Damn. It was impossible to shield her thoughts when she was this turned on. She angled Kellan’s cock toward her mouth with one hand and braced herself against the blanket with the other. Pre-cum already slicked his tip, revealing the urgency of his arousal. Had all his dirty talk turned him on, or was he anxious to experience their joining and all the metaphysical intensity sure to accompany the bonding? She didn’t care which. His taste was intoxicating.

  She dragged her tongue along the rim then explored the tiny slit, capturing the salty-sharp liquid gathering there. He gasped and shivered, his fingers digging into her hips.

  Sean carefully squeezed her ass cheeks, intensifying the heat he’d created. His thumbs dipped inward, tracing the crease between. She knew what was coming, had more or less experienced it before. Kellan shifted his hands, holding her open, helping Sean prepare her.

  Cool gel was spread around her anus and gently worked into her rear passage. Kellan timed his strokes on her clit with each thrust into her tight opening. She inhaled Kellan’s familiar musk and dug her nails into his thighs.

  “Easy, love,” Sean whispered. “Relax and let me slide.”

  Kellan’s caress became less specific. He traced her slit, circled her clit, and pushed into her core, never staying in one place long and never following the same pattern. The random nature of his touches fed her restlessness, made it harder to remain still.

  “She’s ready,” Sean whispered. “And this is killing me.”

  With a muffled growl, Kellan came up off the blanket, taking Brianna with him. Sean quickly removed his fingers as Kellan rotated their mate and repositioned her over his lap. “How are we doing this? Me on the bottom, side by side, or standing up?”

  “Standing up?” Brianna gasped. “It can be done standing up?”

  “It’s easier if the woman’s in restraints, but—”

  “You can be on the bottom for a change,” Sean decided.

  “Bottom it is.” Kellan lay down and locked his hands behind his head with a challenging smile. “Here I am, princess. Come and get me.”

  Brianna wasted no time accepting his offer. She placed one knee on either side of his hips and guided his cock to her vaginal opening. He remained perfectly still, his gaze dark yet burning. She lowered her body, filling herself with his flesh.

  Sean’s hands cupped her breasts, warm and gentle, reminding her the joining was incomplete until he was inside her too. She savored the fullness of Kellan for a moment then bent forward and rested against his chest, offering Sean access to her rear passage.

  Kellan guided her hands to his shoulders and urged her gaze to his. “Be brave. Allow yourself to feel what we’re feeling, how deeply this moves us, how in awe we are of you.”

  Humbled by his words, she kissed his chest and closed her eyes, paying closer attention to what her empathic receptors revealed. Kellan combed his fingers through her hair, wave after wave of dizzying love washing into her mind and soothing her body.

  Sean had worked the head of his cock past the collar of muscles, but he seemed to be in no hurry to continue. He caressed her back and teased the outer swell of her breasts. And all the while his being moved through her mind, deft and elegant, stirring happiness and joy. Warmth and peace bathed her in contentment as her mates held her tenderly between them.

  What were they doing? This wasn’t what she’d expected at all.

  We’re loving you as you deserve to be loved, Sean replied. Everything about our world has been harsh and overwhelming. We wanted this to be different. Do you have a problem with that?

  Their hands conspired against her, using tenderness to dismantle the last of her emotional defenses. Sean eased into her centimeter by centimeter as his fingers glided over her skin. Blissful pressure, unbelievable fullness, but not so much as a pinch ever distracted from the perfection of their joining. When their bodies were finally flush, Sean kissed his way down her spine as Kellan raised her enough so he could kiss her mouth.

  Now and forever you are mine. Kellan offered the vow to Sean and Brianna simultaneously and they echoed it back to him a moment later.

  The mystic triad launched, binding their souls, sturdy and unique. Kellan dug his heels into the blanket and pushed up with his hips, driving his cock into Brianna’s snug heat. She broke the kiss with a cry and tossed her hair, digging her fingernails into his shoulders. Sean pulled back slowly, both men able to feel the other’s movements.

  Sean took hold of Brianna’s hips and established the rhythm. He pushed her onto Kellan’s cock then made his slow, steady drive. Sean elongated each of Kellan’s strokes by pulling his length nearly out of her ass.

  Brianna relaxed into each rotation, flowing with Sean’s movements, surrendered to the pleasures. Kellan caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples as his cock filled her pussy again and again. It was savage yet gentle, like a boat rocking on the sea.

  “Come for us,” Kellan growled. “We’re holding back for you. You’re going to have to end this for us.”

  They didn’t want to hurt her. That’s why this was so different, so subdued. Brianna pushed up, getting a better angle against his shaft even though it increased the pressure in her ass. She breathed through the intensity and encouraged a faster pace with the motion of her hips.

  “Don’t… hold back. Fuck me hard!”

  Sean thrust faster and Kellan bucked beneath her, sensations spinning just out of reach. All she needed was a little touch and she’d go off.

  “Do it,” Kellan urged. “My hand will never fit.”

  She squeezed her hand between their writhing bodies and miraculously found her clit. Her fingers passed over the puffy nub and sensations blasted through her abdomen. Her heart pounded in her chest and her inner muscles contracted forcefully around both her mates, triggering their orgasms.

  Sean groaned, clutching her
hips as he spurted deep in her ass. Kellan ground her down on his cock, his legs trembling with the force of his climax.

  Dazed by the staggering orgasm, Brianna lifted her head from Kellan’s chest and cried out. The spirit stood off to one side, shimmering in the moonlight. Brianna gasped and then trembled as conflicting emotions twisted through her soul, anger and fear, frustration and awe. Would this creature never leave them alone? “How long has she been there?”

  They disentangled their bodies and wrapped Brianna in a blanket before anyone attempted to engage the entity.

  “Ignore her,” Kellan insisted. “She has tormented us long enough.”

  “Not all of it has been torment,” Sean pointed out, though his gaze was hot and hostile as he stared at the spirit.

  “She has no right to intrude on—”

  “It won’t do any good, overlord. If you run away now, I’ll have to follow,” the spirit said. “I’m running out of options.”

  “What do you want from us?” Sean kept Brianna behind him as he approached the spirit.

  “What I have wanted all along. We must slay the dragon!”

  “We know where he is,” Sean told her. “We attack at dawn.”

  “That’s why I’m here. I didn’t realize how long I’d been imprisoned or how weak I had become because of the passage of time. Creating the fantasy world for you to play in used up a great deal of my power. I’m not blaming you. It’s not as though you asked me to do it, but I did do it for your benefit.”

  “And in return you would like?” he prompted, his attention squarely focused on the entity.

  “I’ve been unable to locate the seer. Until I do, I cannot leave this dimension. But without a corporeal host I cannot stay in this dimension. My energy will disperse within the next few hours if we don’t agree to help each other.” Her form rippled, the edges turning to mist.

  “You want to possess one of us?” Kellan sounded aghast.

  “Not possess, exactly. I’ll assist with the attack, perhaps guide, but for the most part I’ll be a passenger.” She smiled, mischief glimmering in her eyes. “I promise.”

  “You will do nothing without the host’s permission or you’re not going near any of us. End of conversation,” Sean asserted.

  “Fine.”

  “Not good enough.”

  “I won’t do anything without the host’s permission. You have my word.” She directed the vow to Sean, but her gaze kept drifting toward Brianna.

  “For how long will you need a host, and does hosting your energy pose any danger to us?” Kellan asked.

  “Absolutely not, but I cannot be hosted by anyone who has been exposed to the lentavirus. It would taint my energy.”

  “She wants Brianna!” Kellan stepped in front of her too.

  “She is the only possibility left to me. I could have slipped into her a short time ago and it is likely she wouldn’t have been aware of my presence. I know what Ceddrik did to her, so I chose not to risk any sense of violation. I want a willing host. I want to work together to rid the world of a very dangerous man, a very evil man. Ceddrik must die and I must find the seer. I can’t accomplish either without Brianna.”

  “And if Brianna refuses?” Kellan persisted.

  “I prefer she didn’t. My goals must be accomplished and it would be so much more pleasant if she worked with me on this.”

  “That sounds like a threat,” Sean snapped.

  “I’m dying! What would you have me do?”

  Sean turned to Brianna, his expression too conflicted to interpret. “I don’t think she’s harmful, but it’s your body she wants to borrow.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Have your spies reported anything we didn’t already know?” Kellan asked Fane the following morning. Kellan’s body still hummed from the unbelievable pleasure he had shared with his mates the night before. It was going to be damn hard not to be distracted by their presence on this mission, but he had to think of them as valued team members, nothing more.

  “The second man in the hotel room has gone through a list of aliases down through the years,” Fane began. “We believe his real name is Renn Majanon. He was once employed by Nehalem’s father and then Chancellor Howyn.”

  “You’ll never guess what he did for Howyn?” Sarcasm dripped from Mal Ton’s tone.

  “If I’ll never guess, you’ll have to tell me.” Kellan managed a deadpan expression in counterpoint to Mal Ton’s exaggeration.

  Mal Ton chuckled. “He was one of Ceddrik’s guards. Helped him escape eons ago.”

  “You learned all of this by watching them screw around for one night? They must be seriously chatty after they fuck.”

  Mal Ton threw back his head and laughed. Fane wasn’t quite so amused, but the corners of his mouth curved in a reluctant smile. “Physical surveillance isn’t the only service at my disposal. Once my research team has a facial imprint, it’s amazing what they can tell me.”

  Pushing aside the momentary diversion, Kellan focused on the subject. “Okay, so Renn isn’t a random third. What does that mean to us? Does he have powers?”

  “We’re not sure,” Fane admitted. “Info is pretty sketchy after they went offline.”

  “So what’s going on with the other two?” Sean asked.

  “Ceddrik has been injected and is exhibiting early signs of functionality. The sooner we can move the better.”

  Damn. Kellan scooted to the edge of his seat. The Chrysalis nanites were absorbing into his body faster than they’d anticipated. “I have no problem with that. Are they still at the hotel?”

  “Yes.” Mal Ton activated a three-dimensional image of their destination. “I’ll bring Lorelle in from the hallway, here.” He indicated a section of wall not obscured by any large furniture. “Fane and Kellan can blow the main door and Sean can come in wherever he feels like it. We’ll have them surrounded before they know what hit them.”

  “We’ll have three additional teams stationed for perimeter backup,” Fane concluded.

  Kellan looked at Sean. “Do you want to take Brianna with you?”

  “No, but I will.”

  “There’s no reason for Brianna to be part of this,” Lorelle objected. “We have more than enough warm bodies for this operation. There are only three targets.”

  “Yeah, well, Brianna is hosting an old friend of Fane’s who insists on being there for this,” Sean explained.

  Fane’s head snapped toward Brianna and the spirit surged to the surface. Brianna groaned, her head rocking back on her shoulders. Light burst from her skin in a blinding flash then pulsed beneath the surface.

  “Mistress.” Fane bowed his head and covered his heart with his fist. “I often thought I sensed your presence, but I couldn’t imagine how it could be possible.”

  “My work is not yet finished. Have you ever known me to leave a task incomplete?”

  “I have not.” He raised his head and narrowed his gaze until he could tolerate her brightness. “Please let us do this for you. Trust those you trained to protect and keep you safe. You deserve that and so much more.”

  “Selan’te is slippery and desperate. That’s a dangerous combination. I can leave nothing to chance. Sean will keep me cloaked in shadow. Only if I am needed will our enemy even know I’m there. On this you have my word.”

  “As you wish, Mistress.”

  “Fane!” Lorelle’s jaw dropped. “Your mistress hijacked my sister. I don’t want Brianna anywhere near this fight.”

  “They won’t know she’s there,” Sean stressed. “I’ll make sure of it.”

  “You better.” Lorelle produced an intimidating glower she’d likely learned from her mate.

  Though he was amused by Lorelle’s spirit, Kellan wasn’t any more comfortable with Brianna being part of the attack than her sister was. The spirit hadn’t come right out and said it, but she’d insinuated that she’d take over Brianna’s body and go after the dragon on her own i
f Brianna didn’t agree to host her willingly.

  There was too much evidence against Ceddrik. Kellan no longer doubted his guilt. Still, he hadn’t witnessed any of the things Ceddrik had done. It all felt a bit surreal.

  They crowded into three small ships and flew to separate locations surrounding the hotel. While the first three teams moved into position around the perimeter of the building, Sean launched several of his spybots.

  He navigated the most sophisticated bot to the balcony of the suite in which their targets were currently located. The flexible device maneuvered itself between the sliding door and the track in which it rested before attaching itself to the interior wall.

  “I’ve got audio,” Sean told the others and sent the signal to the ship’s comm system.

  “…necessary to leave the conduit active,” Nehalem was saying. “For one thing it makes me lightheaded all the time.” A short pause followed and then she said more vehemently, “I don’t want to get used to it! Why can’t I open it when you need energy and…”

  The audio signal faded for a moment as the spybot reinitialized its transceiver. The ship’s vidscreen flickered and then the hotel room came into view.

  Kellan stared at the live feed in awe. “That toy bug is doing all this?”

  Fane slapped him on the back with an unexpected grin. “I’ll take Sean’s ‘toy bugs’ over the most expensive surveillance equipment on the market. He’s a genius with this sort of thing. If you haven’t figured that out already.”

  Sean positioned his other spybots and they were soon able to see and hear exactly what was happening in the entire suite. Rather than continue their argument, Nehalem had stormed into the adjoining bedroom and locked the door.

  The spybots didn’t transmit telepathic conversations, but Fane picked up enough of what they were thinking to have a pretty good idea. “Ceddrik wants access to any mutant at any time,” Fane explained. “If Nehalem keeps her gift active and allows him to use it at will, it could be very dangerous.”

  “Won’t that burn out the nanites?” Mal Ton asked. “The original host could only load a certain amount of mutant energy at one time.”