Mate for Two [Helan Universe 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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He reached her just as she ran through their door, catching her around the waist and lifting her a few inches until their lips were level. He kissed her soundly, laughing against her mouth when D’Arik came in. He was walking awkwardly and grumbling something about his dick snapping off and the mean mates who’d left him wanting.
Varin supported Jacy with one arm while he used his other to tow D’Arik to them. “We’ll make it up to you, won’t we, Jacy?”
“Mmm, kiss me.”
Their mouths met in a heated kiss, three sets of lips brushing, teeth nipping, and tongues dueling for supremacy. It was all Varin could do to get the three of them to their bed, and by the time they tumbled down on to the mattresses, he was on edge again.
Jacy let go of his shoulders and flipped over, pushing D’Arik onto his back and straddling his thighs. “Get this damn dress off me,” she ordered.
Taking her at her word, Varin ripped the dress down the back. D’Arik helped him slide the sleeves off her arms until she was finally gloriously naked for them.
The cool air wafted over his heated skin with the ventilation system kicking on, the sensation leaving him feeling wanton and needy.
He could feel D’Arik’s anticipation as if it was his own. They both groaned when Jacy steadied D’Arik’s shaft with one hand.
Varin was treated to a spectacular sight as she lifted her hips and lowered back down onto D’Arik’s straining, throbbing cock, enveloping the other man completely in one stroke. He didn’t know what to do with himself. Should he push D’Arik’s legs higher and sink into his tight, fluttering hole, or should he push Jacy down so that she was flat against D’Arik, and plunge into her ass?
“Varin, liro,” D’Arik groaned. “Take me.”
And just like that, the choice was made. He scrambled around, looking frantically for the tube of lube he always had stashed under his pillow. D’Arik always teased him about that, but when it came down to it, they were always grateful it was easily accessible.
He fingered D’Arik, being very careful not to provide too much stimulation. He could feel through their bond just how close D’Arik really was.
Jacy seemed to understand because she was staying perfectly still, though she kept up a steady commentary of what she was feeling that drove them all wild. “I love the way you throb in me,” she whispered. “Feels so good. I can’t stop creaming around you.”
Varin wedged his own cock against D’Arik’s winking pucker. Gods, it was so erotic. They’d never made love like this before, and it was an experience he definitely wanted to repeat.
He groaned in frustration when he pushed forward and realized he couldn’t get close enough sink all the way in. How could he fix it? Jacy was still straddling D’Arik’s pelvis, and D’Arik’s knees were bent, feet firmly planted on the mattress. He ghosted his lips over the curve of Jacy’s neck. “I need you to lean forward. Rest flat against D’Arik.”
She obeyed him without question and leaned forward, crushing her breasts against D’Arik’s chest.
What a beautiful sight. He shuffled as close to D’Arik as he could, kneeling between his mate’s splayed legs. He gripped D’Arik’s hips and dragged him up his thighs. It wasn’t the easiest thing to coordinate, but he managed to get D’Arik far enough up his legs to sink balls deep into him. The angle made the king impossibly tight, and Varin’s arousal skipped about fifteen levels from need to be in you to oh gods gonna come.
D’Arik was all but sobbing, pleading for them to move, and thrashing his head on the pillow hard enough to tangle his long blond hair. Normally, Varin would have let D’Arik take control and set the pace, but between Jacy’s weight and their position, there was no way D’Arik would be able to move.
“Jacy, can you use your thighs to move on him?”
Immediately, she began using her legs to raise her hips and fall back down, moving about two inches at a time.
Good enough.
Even Varin could only manage shallow thrusts for fear of dislodging their position.
It was enough for D’Arik, though, and he shouted his pleasure to the ceiling, his ass milking Varin’s prick for all it was worth.
Jacy cried out, and their combined pleasure was too much for Varin to resist. He came so hard, it felt like his brain was being sucked out of his dick.
The orgasm seemed to go on forever. It was as if they were caught in one giant loop, feeding off each other’s pleasure, which in turned pushed them even higher.
Finally, Varin’s muscles unlocked, and he pulled out of D’Arik, watching his seed run out of his mate with satisfaction.
Jacy was still breathing hard, rubbing her face into D’Arik’s chest. “I can’t move my legs,” she mumbled.
Varin snorted out a laugh and collapsed beside the two of them and glanced at D’Arik’s face. His expression was a mix of blissed-out relaxation and utter shock. “You might be paralyzed, but I think we killed D’Arik.”
Jacy yawned and shook her head. “Naw, we just fucked him stupid. He’ll be all right.”
“Gods,” Varin breathed reverently. “I love you both so much.”
Strong fingers threaded through his own and squeezed lightly. Varin raised his gaze and met D’Arik’s. “I love you, too, Varin. You, too, Jacy.”
She giggled and stretched a little. “I love you both as well. Now, let’s stop with the mushy stuff before Varin starts squirming.”
Varin watched the people he love fall into an exhausted sleep, content to just be with them. There would be enough time to put their plan regarding the registry into action later.
Epilogue
D’Arik sat at his desk and watched as the stars zoomed by. He was happy to be on his way home. There were so many things he wanted to share with Jacy and so many things he’d never done with Varin that he wanted to do. The first thing he wanted to do was stroll with his mates through the palace gardens and make love in the soft grass in his private courtyard.
The door chimed. Who could that be? “Come in.”
A crewman pushed through the door, pushing a silver trolley laden with food. He stared at it with confusion. He was supposed to meet Varin and Jacy in the mess for their evening meal. “What’s all this?”
The crewman bowed to him and went about setting the table. “Queen Jacy ordered everything personally, Your Majesty.”
Varin strolled in, nodding to the crewman and kissing D’Arik deeply before disappearing into the bedroom.
D’Arik smiled. It had been like this for weeks now. Affection was passed easily between the three of them, regardless of who was around to witness it.
“Tell me, ensign,” he said to the crewman. “Did you have the opportunity to look for a mate?”
The young man grinned. “Yes, Your Majesty. My mate and I found a very nice woman who is happy to be with us. She just doesn’t like having to go to the doctor so often.”
D’Arik’s grin increased. Dr. Sathon’s sick bay had certainly gotten busier. Since Jacy had explained about the ménage nature of Helan relationships to the women of Earth and they’d made signing the registry voluntary, they’d had a number of women sign. In fact, they had about thirty women on board.
Varin emerged from the bedroom, dressed in a pair of silk pants and nothing else. “Thank you, ensign. I’ll take it from here.”
The crewman bowed to D’Arik and pounded his chest in respect of Varin’s position and left.
Varin walked over to him and nuzzled into his hair. “What’s all this about?”
Gods, he loved how affectionate Varin had become in the last few weeks. “I have no idea.”
He soaked up the touch for a few minutes before sighing and pulling away. “Does Sathon have any news for us today?”
Varin shook his head, his long war braids swinging, the bells attached at the end tinkling softly. “Not that I’ve heard. Don’t worry too much, liro. It’s only been a month or so. Jacy says it usually takes a woman a couple of months before they get pregnant.”
Varin rubbed his back soothingly. “Then we enjoy our time with Jacy and live knowing our life is full of love.”
“Well, you’ll have someone else to love in about eight months or so.”
D’Arik jumped at Jacy’s voice. He’d been so wrapped up in his conversation with Varin that he hadn’t heard Jacy come in. She continued speaking, a large smile spreading over her face. “I just hope you still feel that way when I’m as big as a house. And I hope you’re both still in as good a mood then when you’re operating on very little sleep, because I’m not going to be the only one changing diapers in the middle of the night.”
A look of wonder crossed Varin’s face, and he reached out to spread his hand over her belly. “Really?”
She smiled and nodded, tears running down her face.
D’Arik’s breath left his body in a huff. “You’re pregnant? We’re having a baby?”
He dropped to his knees and pressed his lips to her belly, shuddering when her long fingers sifted through his hair. “We’re going to be okay.”
Varin knelt next to him and pulled Jacy down so they all embraced, leaning together in a tangle of arms. “Yeah, we’re going to be okay.”
THE END
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
About the Author