Lindsey's Rescue: A World Beyond Book 3

by Michelle Howard

  “Menage?” Baruk’s breath feathered her forehead as he removed the pins she’d used to put her hair up.

  “More than one guy, you know. At the same time,” she babbled.

  From behind, two firm hands clasped her waist and brought her in contact with a thickening erection against her backside.

  “Then we will be your first.” Zadal. His dark words whispered across her nape right before he sucked on the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder.

  “Oh, geez.” Her legs trembled and she tightened her hold on the fabric of Baruk’s shirt as he stood in front of her.

  Zadal’s husky chuckle taunted. He eased her shirt out from her pants and the flesh on flesh contact intensified the heat building in her abdomen. Baruk’s hands slid up her torso in the front, pushing the lace of her bra aside. His thumbs brushed across her nipples, stiffening them.

  Lindsey whimpered, closing her eyes as arousal began a slow spiral. “Isn’t there a warm up class? Sort of a here’s step one on how to ménage.”

  Both stopped. She sensed their stares and opened her eyes.

  “Are you afraid, little one?” Baruk asked, gaze gentle.

  “Define afraid?”

  Zadal snorted from behind her and Lindsey wished she could see his face.

  “Where is the Earth woman who demanded we give her a Triad only a day ago?” Zadal’s thumbs created maddening circles on her hips, keeping her aware of him and on a knife edge of the unknown.

  Lindsey wet her lips and relied on her innate honesty. She had to trust that she hadn’t made a bad decision when using her heart to pick her husbands. “I’m a little, tiny, almost microscopic portion of scared.”

  Baruk’s palm cupped her cheek. His blue eyes darkened to aquamarine. “Trust us to take care of you. As your husbands, it is our duty to see that you find pleasure and don’t regret your choice.”

  She waited for Zadal to add something. He didn’t. His thumbs stroked back and forth in a maddening pattern and Lindsey realized his actions spoke for him. He wouldn’t resume the lovemaking they’d started until she agreed.

  Her breath eased out on an exhale. “Okay, dudes. I’m in.”

  Chapter 9

  Relief. Zadal wasn’t sure how he would have handled it if his new wife had run scared from them. Throughout dinner staring at her blue eyes nearly drove him to madness. He watched every word form on her pouty pink lips, imagining them wrapped around his aching shaft. One glance at Baruk assured Zadal he wasn’t the only one enraptured by their wife and her oblivious knowledge to the effect she had on them. Dinner couldn’t end soon enough and Baruk’s move released him from the tight control he’d managed throughout the meal.

  By unspoken agreement Zadal let Baruk lead. In his past, he limited his experience to women who understood the score but Lindsey was different. Shy and sweet. Zadal had never been with a woman this delicate.

  Zadal slept with rough women. Coarse women. Sharing those women with other men was perfunctory at best, a natural extension of the Garulax culture. This was different. More.

  Baruk’s hands slid around her collar and a pretty red blush spread down her throat. Lindsey eyes glazed and her head tipped back in subconscious supplication. Her agreement released his tight leash and Zadal pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor.

  “Right here?” She quivered in their arms, a thread of nerves entering her question.

  Baruk glanced up, brow raised. Zadal nodded and stepped back after lingering for a moment as he stroked her soft skin then let go. Baruk lifted her into his arms and Lindsey squealed. Zadal’s chest tightened at the carefree sound.

  Then she peeked over Baruk’s shoulder and giggled. “Come on. You, too.”

  The casual invitation stirred more than his loins. His wife was effortlessly pulling him into her web and Zadal had to harden his heart to keep from completely falling. To do so would leave him vulnerable and Aiella Gatar drove the lesson of vulnerability home hard. Never leave yourself open to attack.

  Some would have deemed the trip upstairs tension laden. For Zadal, it filled him with anticipation. Desire. At last the opportunity to touch a woman who belonged to him. A wife.

  Baruk shouldered the door to his bedroom open, giving Zadal a moments pause. His spouse partner left the door wide and headed toward the massive bed frame with purposeful strides. Zadal pushed back his unease and entered the other man’s private space. Baruk laid Lindsey atop the thick, navy covers and went to work on her pants.

  Zadal stood at the bottom of the bed while Baruk revealed the lower half of her golden body inch by inch. Pink lace covered the round globes of her breasts held up by thin straps while small flowers were strategically placed where her nipples thrust against the material. Another lacy piece covered the apex of her thighs. Air froze in his lungs.

  “I’ve never seen anything like this.” Baruk fingered the edge of the trim and tugged the strap down where it dangled on her shoulder.

  Lindsey pushed up to her elbows. “It’s lingerie from my home. I brought a lot of it.”

  Baruk nudged the other strap off her shoulder, causing the lingerie to cling by the curve of her breasts alone. Zadal flexed in his pants and approached the two of them with slow steps.

  Baruk glanced up, then turned back to Lindsey. “I can’t wait to see it all.”

  Zadal dropped to one knee, his hand reaching out to glide up her ankle and removed the pink triangle covering her lower half. If she had more underclothing of this nature it would be a visual feast. “Same here.”

  His voice came out gruff but arousal burned a path through his gut, voiding any chance to be soft spoken.

  “Since I’m almost naked, it’s only fair you both reciprocate.” Lindsey twirled her finger in the air at them.

  Baruk rose to his feet instantly, pulling his shirt over his head and stepping out of his shoes. Zadal responded slower. Her eyes bounced between them, passion glazing the blue depths.

  Zadal removed his clothing, letting everything drop to the floor. Her reaction puffed his chest with pride. He maintained a fit physique. Some women wouldn’t deign to allow his hands to touch them but others…others were not as confined. They hid, they snuck, they lied. But they came to his bed willingly if only for a taste of the forbidden because that was how they viewed him.

  Dirty.

  Exciting.

  Titillating.

  Lindsey’s gaze only held warm acceptance when she looked at him. Zadal hoped he lived up to the expectations staring back at him.

  ***

  Nerves tickled along her spine as Lindsey propped her elbows behind her on the bed while the men undressed. Once they stood completely naked before her she gasped. Their masculine perfection overwhelmed. Not hiding her interest, Lindsey’s gaze ran over their bodies from head to toe.

  Zadal’s broad form expanded to his arms and legs. A fine dusting of blond hair trailed from his inverted belly button to the groin below, ending in a darker shade of blond curls. She licked her lips, heart rate increasing and checked out Baruk.

  Slightly leaner but with as many muscles as Zadal. He carried himself like a prince and no doubt women worshiped the body poised in front of her. His erection bobbed from a neat triangle of black hair. Each of them was uncircumcised, an unusual occurrence for the men she slept with back on Earth. Far from being turned off, the sight aroused her for the very difference it defined.

  Together the two were enough to intimidate any woman. Lindsey brushed a hand down her front, not missing the way their eyes followed the gesture. Feminine power dampened the area between her thighs as she shifted on the covers and swallowed.

  She wasn’t perfectly put together. A few sit-ups wouldn’t hurt but were nowhere in her future plans, since the only exercise she enjoyed was yoga. One of her breasts was bigger than the other and sometimes the tiny size of her nipples bothered her when she glanced in the mirror. Would they care? She wanted to think no.

  “Is this what you wanted
?” Baruk asked, his eyes heavy lidded. “Are we so different from your Earth men?”

  “Hey, no judge zone here,” Lindsey countered with a laugh.

  Both frowned.

  “You know like I won’t judge if you won’t.”

  Now they wore matching puzzled expressions.

  Lindsey blew out a breath and lay back on the bed, eyes closed. She was already making a muddle of this. “Have at it. Carry on.”

  “We will indeed carry on.” The gruff acknowledgment came from Zadal.

  Her mouth dipped. She easily recognized his dark tones. Lindsey cracked one eye open but both men waited by the side of the bed.

  Lindsey wanted them as crazy as she was. Feeling a surge of confidence, she sat up and reached for the hard erections thrust in front of her, one in each hand. She stroked slowly at first, pushing back the foreskin a little to reveal the bulbous heads. Purple and flushed the tips leaked tiny pearl drops. In response, her core grew wetter.

  Lindsey leaned down, ignoring their astonished gasps and lapped one then the other while stroking them at the same time.

  Zadal’s fist clenched in her hair and pulled as he painted the air with his rugged growls. Her scalp burned from the erotic touch. Baruk closed his eyes and moaned, pumping his shaft into her damp palms. Lindsey decided to focus her attention on him first.

  Her tongue followed the folds of skin, licking and sucking. His smoky scent filled her nostrils. Lindsey tightened her hand on Zadal and he throbbed in her grip. She kept her gaze on his face while she pleasured Baruk with her mouth.

  Zadal’s lids lowered to half-mast, his lips parting but he never took his eyes off of her. The eroticism of it all caused her to moan around Baruk’s length, moisture leaking down her thighs. As if he knew, Zadal smiled. A cruel twist coated with arrogance as he eased his hands from her hair then returned to take a harder grip.

  Lindsey gasped, Baruk slipping free of her mouth.

  “My thanks, Zadal,” Baruk said, his voice thick with arousal as he stepped back. “I want this night to last longer than five minutes.”

  Lindsey grinned at the praise implied in the statement and reluctantly released the shafts in her hands.

  “Keep her occupied, while I catch her up.” Baruk’s instructions received a grunt of agreement from Zadal and both men moved positions.

  The bed creaked from Baruk’s weight as he knelt by Lindsey’s ankles, one hand holding her left leg aloft, the other caressing her moist folds. She relaxed, expecting a warm build up. His finger slid up and down her crease. Then without any warning, Baruk’s head dipped between her thighs and his wet, hot mouth covered her and sucked.

  Lindsey cried out, body twisting as if to escape the sudden sensory overload. Fingers latched tight to her ankles, keeping her spread, open for the devastation he wreaked on her.

  “Please. Oh, God. Please.” Was that her begging? Her hands dug into the sheets beneath her.

  Baruk eased the pressure only to replace it with licks and nips, the soft caresses fooling her into going limp on the bed. The moment her hips settled, Zadal bowed over her and tongued one of her pebbled nipples. At the same time, Baruk returned to his body shattering suction.

  The double stimulation hit her from top to bottom. Lindsey’s head thrashed on the pillow, nonsensical demands spilling from her mouth.

  “No. Wait. Yes! Yes!”

  Zadal stood up, coming to one knee on the bed beside her head. One hand held his eager length, the other turned her head to face his flushed shaft. He leaned forward and pressed the tip to her lips. “Open.”

  Her mouth parted, saliva moistening his path as he slid deep.

  “Suck him. Show Zadal how much you want him.” Baruk’s breath blew against her center as he gave her direction.

  Lindsey moaned, her mouth tightening convulsively on Zadal as Baruk ran a finger down her wet seam, swirling around her entrance. “How wet will you get for us, Lindsey?”

  Together they stripped her control away. Need, desire and greed poured through her. Lindsey tongued Zadal’s pumping shaft faster and lifted her hips in answer to Baruk’s question. He gripped her butt cheeks tight, the top of his legs bumping the back of her thighs as he crawled closer.

  “She’s killing me, Baruk,” Zadal groaned. “Her tongue is like softest velvet.”

  Lindsey’s womb clenched on his words and her other husband chose that moment to slam his shaft into her soaking center. She arched her back, fighting the waves of pleasure as Baruk pounded into her. Zadal cupped her face, keeping her head up as he stroked the hair back from her forehead.

  “I want your eyes on me while he takes you. I want to watch your pleasure as you go over and swallow my release.” For emphasis, he pulled out slowly and rocked back into her mouth.

  ***

  Lindsey worked Zadal with frantic licks and greedy pulls on his tip. Her hands soft and rough in turn as she moved it up the silky skin of his shaft and down to the base. Every time she took a breath, minute puffs of air wisped over his sensitized flesh. Zadal loosened his hands on her hair to watch as she slowly destroyed him with pleasure. Blue eyes stared back, her throaty moans strumming over every inch of him.

  Zadal rocked forward rougher than he intended. Lindsey’s nails dug into his thighs but he remained steady on his knees, throbbing, pulsing. Her eyes glowed with an inner light as she proceeded to suck the very life from him. Electric shocks zapped up his spine. His orgasm boiled over, pulling a deep groan from the back of his throat. Tender hands squeezed him at the base in rhythmic measures.

  Every nerve ending came alive and Zadal’s release poured forth. His hips pumped harder and his fingers knotted in her hair in reflex. The climax continued to tear through him, leaving Zadal to shake all over. He released the silky strands of her hair and fell forward, hands braced on the pillow by her head. Lindsey laved his softening shaft with one last taste as if savoring him. Her wet mouth pulled away, leaving cool tracks behind.

  He glanced over at Baruk, who had her legs propped over his shoulders, hips working feverishly. Sweat gathered on the other man’s forehead as he strained. Zadal faced Lindsey who squeezed her eyes shut, mouth open as she begged.

  “Please, Baruk. Now, Baruk. I can’t take any more!”

  Her head tossed on the pillow, face tight with pleasure. His spouse partner slid his hands to her breasts, tweaked the hard nubs of her nipples and Lindsey came. Zadal watched it all until she lay trembling and shaking in the aftermath.

  Baruk fisted himself with a harsh groan, head back and pumped a few more times then shouted his release. His knees went out from under him and he collapsed to the side of Lindsey, panting. Zadal contemplated his next action. Lindsey rolled to the side in his direction with a low murmur, hands tucked under her cheek, lashes closing over her beautiful eyes. Pulling up the sheet, he covered her quivering body. Baruk sprawled on his back, eyes closed as well. Zadal rose to his feet, prepared to go.

  “You don’t have to leave,” Baruk said, not bothering to move.

  Zadal froze. “It’s your bed.”

  Baruk huffed. “And she’s our wife. I’m not going to haul her down the hall to her room to make you feel better about staying.”

  Lindsey shifted on the sheets, muttering about quiet and night before settling back down. Zadal fought the urge to argue with Baruk but Lindsey needed her sleep. They’d worn her out and she’d been amazing in her sensuous reactions to the sex. Her first with multiple partners as she’d admitted.

  Zadal gathered his clothes, slipping on his pants only.

  “Suit yourself,” Baruk murmured and curled to his side, wrapping his arms around Lindsey’s waist.

  Where Zadal wished to be. But he did what he had to do. What he always did. He hid his weakness for the closeness he yearned for and closed the door behind him.

  Chapter 10

  Lindsey woke the next morning alone in Baruk’s bed. Or so she thought.

  “Good morning to you, wife.”

  Lind
sey sat up slowly, holding the sheet up to her neck. Baruk crossed to her fastening a gold chain about the black robe tossed over his shoulder.

  She cleared her throat sure her face matched the pink lace panties she’d worn the night before. “Good Morning, Baruk.”

  He went to one knee beside the bed, a hand reaching out to stroke her exposed thigh. Her leg twitched and Baruk smiled. “How are you feeling this morning?”

  Did embarrassed count? She ducked her head. “Great. I feel great.”

  He tapped Lindsey’s chin, bringing her gaze back to his. Blue eyes glinted. “On Garulax after the marriage night, husbands thank their wife for her generosity. Thank you, Lindsey.”

  Goosebumps covered her arms. The unnecessary praise warmed her heart. “You’re welcome.”

  Baruk’s lips quirked as he rose to his feet. She noticed the tan pants and white shirt he wore beneath the robe before he closed it, swathing himself in the black folds. “Zadal left earlier but I wanted to make sure you were comfortable being alone while we’re at work. We attend senate meetings once a week and work from the home offices I showed you during the other days.”

  “It’s a weekend!” Garulax’s cycle mirrored Earth except with four days to work and three to rest. “Garulax has weekends right?”

  Baruk’s smile invited her to reciprocate and she did. “We have weekends but as a Senate Leader my schedule varies. Most of my time will be spent working from my home office and occasionally I must attend votes in person. A lot of it is busy work.”

  If they left, Lindsey couldn’t wait to explore her new home. “Is there any room you want me to avoid?”

  Baruk slid his hands under her arms and tugged her from the bed to her feet. The sheet fell from her grasp as she yelped but Baruk held her close and kissed her fully on the mouth. Lindsey forgot about hiding her nudity and moaned as he reawakened her senses. Her tender parts below perked up.

  Slowly, Baruk ended the kiss and in a voice gone husky stated, “This is your home now. Treat it as such. All of the servants are aware of your presence and understand your place in our life.”