by J. J. Lore
Alisa’s breath heaved in and out, and as he inclined his head toward her breasts, the rich, musky scent of her arousal met his nostrils for the first time and he inhaled, branding her deep into his brain. He nosed around one pert dinap, unable to resist some lingering nips before he finally drew the nub between his lips, centering it between his tesak before sucking. Alisa cried out and wriggled on the bed, and Felix was glad Mikel was at her side, working his way down her body. Felix knew his bondmate’s destination.
He drew back from her breast and looked at her face, wanting to see her expression when Mikel lapped her quonum for the first time. Her hair trailed across the sheets in a wild tumble, her rosy lips were parted as deep pants left her body, and as he caught her gaze, he saw a woman transformed by passion.
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Alisa stared up at Felix, barely able to comprehend what was happening. She was—they were—naked in bed, bodies rubbing against each other’s, and her nerves felt stretched to the limit. Her pussy clenched and throbbed in time to the sucks he’d given her nipples, to the wet kisses Mikel was placing on the twitching skin of her belly. She saw the fangs the other women had mentioned in whispers, and some undiscovered part of her soul ignited. These men wanted her with all their might, and considering all the hard muscles on feral display around her, she knew they’d get whatever they wanted.
Mikel’s strong hands at her knees distracted her from Felix’s bronze eyes for a moment, but his rough voice brought her back to attention. Her legs spread wide as the other man’s large, warm body settled between them.
“Look at me,” Felix commanded. With a brief nod and a quick intake of breath, she tried to prepare herself for the caress to come, but when the first flicker of a wet tongue met her quivering pussy, she jolted uncontrollably. Mikel’s hands grabbed at her hips as he brought his whole mouth against her sensitive folds, his tongue darting along all her secret places. A rough moan poured out of her and she was momentarily embarrassed by the needy sound, but Felix’s avid stare distracted her.
Terrible clenches filled her belly, and Mikel’s tongue was like fire against her. He found her trembling clit and stroked along one side, then the other with his tongue. She tried to breathe but could only pant out weak huffs as her muscles tightened and nerves tingled.
“Keep doing that, Mikel. She likes it,” Felix urged on his bondmate, and Alisa could only nod in jerky spasms. Yes, she certainly did like that. Tension wound through her limbs, and she arched against the bed, struggling against something. She twisted and grasped Felix’s thick forearm, ready to let Mikel give her pleasure. He bore down with a growl that vibrated to her core. With a golden rush through her body, all worries disappeared and she climaxed, groaning as loud as she wanted as the two big men held her with gentle hands.
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It took Alisa a few minutes to regain consciousness, and Felix shot Mikel a congratulatory look as they stroked their bondmate’s smooth skin. She sighed and stretched, then blinked at both of them with a shy smile.
“Lovely Alisa.” Felix complimented her, and she curved in his arms, sliding her hand up his arm to his neck, pulling him down for a soft kiss. Before he could really engage with her, she was away, rolling to Mikel whom she kissed as well. His bondmate threaded his fingers in her rich red-brown hair as they embraced, and Felix was filled with a heady mixture of contentment and sexual potency. As if she sensed his mood, Alisa turned away from Mikel and scooted his way on the mussed bed, her breasts swaying as she crept close to his lap. Her gaze met his for a moment, and then she focused on his staff, which was straining toward her. With a slight hesitation, she extended her small hand to it, but paused before making contact as if she was afraid to make a mistake.
With a growling groan, he cupped his hand around hers and folded her fingers to circle his swollen shaft. It was so exquisitely sensitive that as soon as her cool skin met his, betraying beads of lubrication emerged, his body beckoning her to taste, to envelop him inside her own. To his utter shock but complete pleasure, she bent her head and wrapped her lips around his thick corona, the warm wet flush of her mouth riveting all his attention on that oh-so-important knob of flesh. The sight of her lips sliding down him compelled him to rub his thumbs along her hollowed cheeks, and her eyelids closed with apparent pleasure at his touch. Her tongue flicked as she pulled more of him into her mouth, and he fell back against the pillows, overcome by the rush of blood and lust in his veins. He could feel her moving her body to give her better access, but he didn’t pay much attention. His crisis was so imminent, so rapidly ascending he had trouble breathing. Then her body moved more forcefully, and he opened his eyes to find Mikel kneeling behind Alisa, urging her to spread her legs wider, the mounds of her buttocks raised up.
“No, Mikel, not yet—” His warning not to enter her went unheeded as the words caught in this throat. Alisa was sucking his shaft deep and stroking his culls with her fingers, summoning his climax with every little movement. Her whole body swayed forward, and she moaned around his flesh, the vibrations triggering his release even as he knew his bondmate had penetrated her from behind. Pulses shuddered through his limbs as his seed spurted from his throbbing shaft into her throat. He could barely react to the sight of Alisa’s rocking body, or of Mikel’s strained features as he growled and thrust with wild movements against her. Despite the jarring, she still licked at him, caressing his now subsiding member with concentration.
When his bondmate howled out his own orgasm, Felix’s already emerged tesak throbbed anew, his biology compelling him to bite Alisa, to take her blood into his body and cement the permanent ties between them, but he held back with sheer force of will. She wasn’t ready, hadn’t been informed, and without Mikel’s precipitous co-joining, they would have had more time to prepare her for the reality of bondmate status.
Felix sighed, too replete with pleasure to worry overmuch. Mikel’s features relaxed, and he stroked in and out of Alisa leisurely a few more times before withdrawing. She tumbled to the bed in a soft curl at his side, and Felix gathered her to his chest, happy to feel her breath along his skin, the thudding of her heart. Now they could rest, and after a short, restorative nap he would arrange their household.
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Mikel was transfixed. Alisa’s foot was beautiful. He was lying at the foot of the bed with her lower legs resting on his abdomen. This gave him the perfect view of her round heels, tiny toes, and sensitive arches. He’d already caused several squeaks by stroking them, and now contented himself with massaging the ball of her foot as Felix engaged her in conversation. That was for the best. Mikel had already communicated with her the best way he knew how. He’d always been more physically coordinated than socially gifted.
Alisa was held fast to his bondmate’s side, her head resting against his shoulder. Felix had her hand and was playing with her fingers as he talked. Mikel knew he was approaching the matter of their union with caution, and he was aware he’d caused some disorder in the usual bonding rituals when he’d found himself crouching behind Alisa’s upraised bottom, her drenched quonum on full display as she’d orally joined with Felix. His bondmate’s arousal combined with his own had been a heady brew too strong to resist, so he’d simply guided his corona to the wet little slit in her body and hoped she’d draw him inside. With an impatient rock of her hips, she’d eased him in a few centimeters farther, her clenching heat the best sort of invitation. He realized she couldn’t move any closer or else lose her grip on Felix, so he’d done the only correct thing and thrust his hips hard against her soft buttocks, driving his aching shaft deep within her. After that it had been friction, grunting, and delicious release. The little matter of not engaging in triad coitus until they’d formally bonded had seemed trivial at the time. He’d always abided by the dictum it was better to request pardon than seek approval.
“Alisa, are you familiar with what happens when Alphans bond? What do you know about it?”
Felix’s question was met with an agreeable noi
se from Alisa. “Isn’t it when you fall in love? You want to be with that person all the time, you’re happy, nervous, all caught up in excitement and … ah, sex.”
Her voice quavered at the end, and Mikel wondered at her modesty. He glanced up to find her cheeks were pink and her eyes tightly closed. With a slight adjustment of the angle of his head, he could see between her legs and observe those tickly little curls and those lush pink lips. His mouth watered, and he wondered how long this conversation was going to take.
Felix cleared his throat and shook his head. “Love, no. It’s nothing so fleeting as love. Bondmates are attuned physically and emotionally, some say psychically. We are stronger for the bond, and it never fades. We put complete trust in our bondmates.”
Mikel smiled at the reminder. Despite their flaws, somehow he and Felix were far more than the sum of their parts. Adding Alisa to their family would mean perfection.
“Even when you add a woman to your partnership?”
“Especially then. Three legs are sturdier than two.” Felix’s tone was serious, and Mikel forced himself to release her foot so she could pay better attention. “And Alphans don’t always want a female bondmate. Many are content to stay among their fellows. There are few women on Alpha, after all.”
“Are they sexually involved? Are … you?” Alisa rose on an elbow and glanced back and forth between them. Felix drew in a deep breath, but Mikel succumbed to the urge to explain.
“They can be. Felix and I shared a few encounters when we were young and getting to know each other, but we found our interests were more fully engaged in the idea of women in our bed. Our time on Earth has only reinforced that.” He forced himself to stop speaking, wary of bringing up past sexual encounters at this point.
“So you and Felix don’t touch each other?” Alisa’s eyes were bright as she stared at him, and he thought he detected quickened breathing on her part.
“Would it please you to see us that way?” Felix’s voice was a low rumble, and Mikel knew he’d picked up on Alisa’s interest. His staff pulsed and thickened as soon as she nodded.
“Show us what you want,” Felix urged her, and Mikel realized his bondmate was after something more than mere titillation. Alisa sat up on the bed as Felix approached him with a slight smile. They knelt next to each other in front of her. A slight line appeared between her brows as she studied them before reaching out to place his hand on Felix’s chest in an echo of the gesture his bondmate had used earlier to provoke Alisa’s response. Mikel felt Felix’s strong heart thumping, and he smiled in turn, taking it upon himself to circle his free arm around his bondmate’s shoulders as he leaned his way. Alisa then placed Felix’s hand on Mikel’s hip and settled back on her heels to look them over. Her eyes were bright, and she bit her lip as she slid her hands along her thighs.
“Do you want us to kiss?” Felix asked in a low voice.
She nodded, so Mikel turned to his bondmate with a quizzical expression. If this was how Felix thought he might impress Alisa, he’d follow through to the end. Felix leaned forward and pressed his lips briefly to Mikel’s. He wondered what Alisa thought when she saw them together like this. He certainly had great affection for his bondmate, and it was no hardship to caress him. With that, he tightened his grip briefly, his heart filled with pleasure at the closeness they shared in this private moment. Felix returned the pressure, his expression softening as he drew him into a tight hug.
Felix drew back and looked again at her. “What else?”
She took a deep breath and shuffled closer, her knees pressing against their legs. She ran her hands down their twined arms and rose up. Without a thought, Mikel released his hold on Felix to draw her into their circle. Her skin was cool. She stared at him, then glanced down at his half-erect staff.
“You aren’t, ah, very aroused.”
“It’s as I said, we prefer women. You, in particular. When we were young and raging with hormones, anyone’s touch could rouse us, but now, it takes a bit more.”
Her eyebrows lifted, and he realized he’d issued a slight challenge. She turned to Felix, who’d been inspecting her breasts. “What about the biting? Did you bite each other when you bonded?”
Mikel held his tongue, surprised she’d be so direct, but was heartened by her curiosity. Her body was so close to his he was becoming distracted and aroused again.
“We did,” Felix said as he stroked one hand down between her full breasts to slide his fingers into the curls between her legs. She shivered and sighed.
“Do you have scars?”
“Of course not. We didn’t make a meal of each other.”
“So if you bit me, would it leave a mark?” Alisa asked in a quiet voice, and Mikel’s heart leapt. Felix’s eyes brightened, and he moved his fingers against her quonum.
“For a few days only. The real mark is in your heart, and soul.” Felix reassured her as Mikel encouraged her to lie down again on the bed, his bondmate never losing contact with her. Her scent began to fill the air again, and she blinked slowly up at them as they crowded close.
“Would I bite you?” Her voice was shaky as she reached up to place her hands on their shoulders.
“You lack tesak, so it would be a much messier experience. Too much gnawing.” Felix’s voice was amused as he continued to work between her thighs. Feeling helpful, Mikel reached down and caught Alisa’s leg, pulling it wider and watching his bondmate’s fingers sliding through the wet gathers of pink flesh. They were soon shiny with her fluids. Her hips rocked slowly, and she gusted out several quick sighs.
“Tesak? May I see?” As soon as she said the word, Mikel’s swelled anew. He swallowed hard against the intrusion in his mouth. He paused before opening his lips. He’d never deliberately shown them to anyone. Her hand slid up his neck, and her thumb gently prodded his lower lip until he parted them. Her eyes widened. He drew her finger between his fangs and sucked hard. Alisa shuddered against the bed, and he wasn’t sure if it was his gesture or the result of the continued stimulation Felix was giving her. Knowing how aroused she was had already made him hard as a pike and she hadn’t even touched him.
Arching her head back against the rumpled sheets, Alisa closed her eyes and cried out Felix’s name. Mikel released her thumb from his mouth and glanced over at his panting bondmate.
“She needs you.” Mikel shifted his legs away from Alisa and drew her knee up high as Felix rolled between her legs, one hand braced on the bed at her side as he used the other to guide himself toward her quonum. He pushed too hard against her, and she thrashed her arms for purchase against the bed. Mikel gathered her up, watching as Felix’s staff finally penetrated her. Both groaned aloud as his bondmate sank in. Satisfaction filled him, and he settled back to hold Alisa’s arms above her head as Felix thrust with slow pumps of his hips. Her breasts swayed with each movement of his bondmate’s body.
Suddenly, he felt a small hand sliding around his upper thigh, and he released his grip on her arm. She delved between his legs and curled her hand around the base of his engorged shaft, then brought her other hand to grasp his corona. Her position was awkward, but she still managed to stroke him effectively enough to make him pant and sweat. Electricity gathered in the small of his back and pinged through his limbs. His tesak nearly pierced his tongue as he struggled to keep his mouth closed and not bite her tender wrist. Felix’s movements became even more forceful as Alisa’s cries increased in frequency and volume. Just knowing they were so close to release filled him with joy and the unstoppable urge to join them.
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Alisa’s heart was pounding at the same frenzied tempo of Felix’s ruts into her body, his cock angled in such a way that with every push and pull, the thick head was hitting what she was sure was her until now undiscovered g-spot. Her toes were curling even as her limbs flailed. The need for a release from the exquisite physical tension was so extreme she was crying, begging words tumbling from her lips every time she could gather enough breath to speak. Mikel’s
strong hands gripped her arms even as she convulsively squeezed his erect cock. A frantic little regret that she wasn’t positioned correctly to pull him in her mouth was obliterated when both men howled out together, Felix shuddering over her while Mikel’s hot cum spattered against her hands and wrists.
Their waves of release seemed to lift her into her own as every muscle in her body tightened in a shivery wave. Felix’s big body pressed against her as she writhed under him, his heaving chest rubbing her breasts, his hips grinding tight as his cock pulsed inside her pussy. With a labored movement he laid his cheek next to hers.
“You are ours, Alisa,” he rasped in a low voice.
Mikel tightened his grip on her arms. “Ours, and we are yours.”
Unable to deny the truth of it any longer, she nodded once, her head wobbling like it was barely attached to her neck. “I’m yours. You’re mine.”
Both men shifted as soon as she said the words. Felix pressed his lips to her throat, nosing until she let her head fall to the side as he fastened his mouth on her throbbing pulse. Mikel slid closer, dragging her arm straight back until he suckled at the inside of her elbow. Both of them licked at the sensitive flesh barely covering her fluttering veins. She could feel the slide of their fangs against her skin, and despite the drowsy lethargy from the aftermath of an incredible orgasm, she still felt a whisper of anxiety when she realized what they were about to do. Fighting back the fear, she clutched at Felix’s head with her free hand, encountering one of his horns and grabbing it tight. He growled against her neck, and her whole body vibrated in response. With a flare of pain, they bit down in tandem, and she couldn’t hold back a cry of surprise and hurt. Almost immediately, warmth flowed into her blood from both wounds, aided by the rhythmic sucks of the Alphans. She floated up in a hazy mist of sensation, dizzy and anchored at the same time.