Tales of the Shareem, Volume 1

by Allyson James

  She wanted one more sensation—taste. She wanted her tongue against Rio’s skin, tasting the salt of his sweat. Even more, she wanted the spice of his mouth, the dark flavor of his cock and the smooth, mellow taste of his come.

  “Make her wait,” Aiden murmured.

  They stroked her thighs, switching sides so that Rio was now on her left. And then at last, Aiden let them move to her buttocks.

  Aiden drizzled oil over her right cheek, then slowly smoothed it over her, kneading a little harder than he had on her back and legs.

  Rio slid the oil over her left buttock, then gave it a slap, not hard.

  Aiden’s fingers dipped between her legs. Nella moved her thighs apart without realizing she did it, wanting them to touch her. Their fingers moved, slow and sweet, in the crease between her thighs.

  “She’s so wet,” Aiden said.

  “So this is slow burn,” Rio said. “I think I like it.”

  Rio’s fingers slid along her opening, scooping up her goodness. She turned her head to watch him lift his fingers to his mouth and lick them clean.

  Aiden continued to stroke, his body temperature rising. “Rio, how far do you want me to go?”

  “A little more.” Rio laid his hand on Nella’s backside but didn’t caress it. “Help me prepare her.”

  Nella lay in silence, too far dazed by their combined Shareem presence to ask prepare me for what?

  “Nella,” Rio said softly. “Do you want me inside you?”

  “Yes!” The word jerked from her, and at the same time, her hips lifted of their own accord.

  “But you can’t, can you? It’s the custom on your world that you can’t. Isn’t that what you told me?”

  “Yes,” Nella said mournfully. If she was wrong about the Bond, and she let Rio take her, things could go badly for her, and for him.

  “There’s another way you can have me, one that will leave you still intact.”

  Hope leapt within her. “How?”

  Rio slipped his fingers between her buttocks and touched her opening with his forefinger. “In here.”

  “Damn,” Aiden murmured, voice dark.

  “Do you want that, Nella?”

  “I think so.”

  She wanted it with all her might, though she didn’t really know what it would be like. Nella remembered the feeling of his tongue there, and knew that his cock would be much better.

  Somewhere under her Shareem-induced lassitude, she felt a touch of fear. Rio’s tongue was one thing—his cock was enormous.

  “If she’s never done it, it won’t be easy for her,” Aiden said.

  “That’s why I want you to help me. Make me go slowly.”

  “You got it.”

  Rio leaned down and kissed Nella’s temple. “I’ll make it not hurt, sweetheart. I’ll make it good. Do you believe me?”

  She hesitated before she said, “Yes.”

  Rio didn’t miss the hesitation. “Hmm. I think you’ve just earned a spanking. But I’ll punish you later. Right now, it’s all about pleasure.”

  “Yes,” Nella said.

  “Is it what you truly want?” Rio said, his breath warm in her ear. “Make sure.”

  Nella remembered her first encounter with him here in this room, when he’d told her that Shareem had to be asked to do the lady’s pleasure, that they could be switched on or off.

  “On,” she said, giving him the answer she’d given him then.

  He smiled into her skin. “Thank you, love. You won’t regret it.”

  “No,” she breathed.

  “I need Aiden to help make it good. Is that all right?”

  She glanced once at Aiden. “Yes,” she said.

  The atmosphere in the room changed as soon as she made her decision. She could feel the anticipation like an electric current.

  Rio told her to stay where she was, facedown on the bed. He took off his loincloth and set it aside, now naked and beautiful. Nella’s excitement flowed faster, and she thought she’d come the moment he touched her.

  Aiden divested himself of his loincloth, as well. Naked, he poured oil onto his hands and rubbed them together, slathering the oil over his fingers.

  Instead of rubbing it on her back or buttocks, as she’d expected. He came to the head of the bed and sat cross-legged on it, his back to the wall, his fully erect cock pointing straight at her.

  “Get up on your hands and knees,” Rio said.

  His voice was no longer soothing and calm, like Aiden’s. He’d returned to his level-three nature, his obey me-and-you-won’t-regret-it voice.

  Shakily, she got to her hands and knees. Rio rested his fingers on her backside, cupping and parting her cheeks, massaging them a little. His voice might be commanding, but his hands were as gentle at that moment as Aiden’s.

  Aiden lightly pressed down on Nella’s back, coaxing her until her breasts rested on the mattress, her rear in the air. He trickled his oiled fingers over her shoulders and neck, wordlessly urging her to calm, to relax.

  Her heartbeat thudded in her ears, but Aiden’s touch on her neck and Rio’s on her backside made her body unclench a little at a time.

  “Breathe in,” Aiden said, his voice a near whisper. “Take a nice long breath, then exhale slowly.”

  Nella obeyed. She took a deep breath, letting the spice of the oil and Aiden fill her. The breath warmed her inside, and she relaxed even more as she breathed out.

  Rio climbed onto the bed in one movement, his dark brown legs encompassing Nella’s white ones. He licked the base of her spine, using the action to glide his warm breath over her.

  “Breathe in,” Aiden said again, his fingers light on her.

  As Nella took another slow inhale, Rio pressed his fingers around the rim of her hole, stroking and massaging, his fingers drenched in oil.

  He seemed in no hurry. He massaged and rubbed, his movements soothing, and Nella felt her body grow warmer and more open. Her eyelids drooped, his touch and Aiden’s making her drowsy.

  “Look at Aiden,” Rio said, his voice low.

  Nella raised her gaze. Aiden had shifted so he straddled the bed, his legs to either side of it. The only thing Nella could see before her was his elongated, erect cock and the blond hairs clinging to his balls.

  “That’s what’s back here, going in you,” Rio continued. “You’ll feel my cock, and it looks just like that. Only much bigger.”

  Aiden rumbled with laughter. “In your dreams.”

  Nella kept her eyes fastened on Aiden’s dark shaft, stiff and ready. The tip was engorged, clear moisture welling from the tiny slit in the middle.

  She felt her anus squeeze once and open, without her consciously doing it.

  “That’s good,” Rio said, approval in his voice.

  For some reason, she wanted his approval. She wanted to please him, then wanted to squirm and be displeasing.

  Where the thoughts came from, she had no idea, but they flooded her mind. Nella wanted him to manacle her hands, like he had in front of Rees and Talan. She wanted to feel the sting of his strap on her backside and hear the slap.

  She’d never known such thoughts were possible. Rio had taught them to her. He’d taught her to be playful and not ashamed of wanting what she did, opening up whole new vistas of pleasuring and receiving pleasure.

  Months ago, she’d never have dreamed of relaxing, naked, in front of one man while another prepared to fuck her in the ass.

  And she’d never have said the words fuck and ass even to herself, in any language.

  Rio leaned over, his body warmth all over her. Nella’s pussy was full, the moisture hot on her legs.

  “What do you want, Nella?” Rio asked. He lifted the slender chain, still affixed to her collar, and wrapped it loosely around his hand. “Tell me.”

  “I want—”

  She inhaled, barely having any breath for speaking.

  Rio dragged the cool chain across her back. “What do you want?” His voice was a little harder.

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nbsp; “I want to lick Aiden.”

  Aiden, without speaking, inched closer, putting his cock right under her mouth. He smelled different from Rio, a crisper, cleaner scent, where Rio smelled musky and warm.

  “Anything else?” Rio asked.

  Nella licked her lips. It was still difficult to say out loud what he wanted her to say.

  “Do you want the lash?” he asked.

  “Yes. Please.”

  A moment later, she felt the sting of leather across her buttocks. She flinched, but released a moan of pleasure. It felt so good. “Thank you.”

  “What else?” Rio set the whip aside, his voice low again. “What do you want, baby?”

  “I want you.” She swallowed. “I want you to fuck me.”

  “Mmm, interesting. You want me to fuck you where?”

  “My ass.” She took another deep breath and said it in a rush. “Iwantyoutofuckmeintheass.”

  “Oh darlin, I thought you’d never ask.”

  Rio gently spread her backside and pressed his cock between the cheeks, just bumping her hole.

  “I won’t let it hurt,” he said.

  She believed him. If he told her the sky had turned bright silver and it was raining orchids, she’d believe him right now.

  Rio rested his hands on the small of her back, rubbing it a little. Aiden stroked her hair, his thumbs on her temples. She reached out with her tongue and took a long lick of his cock.

  At the same time, Rio pushed his tip into her open and relaxed hole.

  Nella froze. This felt much different from his finger pressing and massaging. His cock was large, opening her up, stretching her as she’d never been stretched before.

  Elation struck her. Rio was inside her. Not far, but he was in her, filling her, making her more complete than she’d ever been in her life.

  Nella wriggled and squealed. Rio shushed her. He’d slathered his cock with oil, and her hole, too, and he slid in another inch without much effort.

  She smiled, deliriously happy. Aiden’s touch on her changed, becoming more erotic, less calming. She licked his large cock, and then she sucked his tip into her mouth.

  Aiden made a noise of pleasure and lifted his hips, encouraging her to take more. At the same time, Rio pushed himself in a little farther.

  Oh gods, yes. I have entered heaven.

  The fullness of Rio inside her was pure happiness. The taste of Aiden made her happy, too, though she knew she didn’t love Aiden. She liked him and was grateful to him for helping her take Rio, but she didn’t love him.

  This had been Rio’s reason for bringing Aiden, so he could ready her to accept this incredible, incredible sensation. They’d done it for her, to give her pleasure.

  Well, not entirely for her. Rio groaned, and she imagined his cock, stiff and hard, half buried in her ass, the shaft ending in black hair against Rio’s swarthy skin.

  The thought excited her. She wished the room had a mirror, so she could watch him fucking her.

  She wanted the feeling to go on forever. The pleasure was immeasurable. Would it feel this way when Rio took her fully, vaginally, when she made him hers and hers alone?

  If it was even better than this, Nella wanted it with all her might.

  Aiden leaned forward. His skin was hot, his Shareem blood pounding. They needed release, Rio had said, or they’d die. Aiden was close to release, his cock moving slightly with the hard beating of his heart.

  Nella licked his tip then suckled it, hard. Rio slid his hands around her until he touched her clit.

  Nella jerked, the muscles of her ass contracting. Rio groaned out loud as she pulled him deeper inside her.

  “Suck,” Aiden said, voice hoarse. “Suck me, please.”

  Nella sucked. She slid her mouth all over his cock, imagining it was Rio’s, wishing she could both suck his cock and have it pleasure her at the same time.

  “Gods.” Aiden held his cock hard at the base, stroking a little with his fingers and thumb. “Rio, you have me so turned on.”

  He stroked a little longer, Nella licking him, then Aiden came.

  His semen flowed over Nella’s lips, some of it missing her mouth. Aiden moaned, hips working as he came and came.

  Nella rocked with her own climax, licking Aiden’s cock and squeezing Rio’s, loving the feel of Rio’s fingers on her clit, his cock so long and hard inside her. Her throat was raw, and Nella didn’t know why, until she realized that the sounds she heard in the room were her screams.

  “You’re so tight,” Rio said, his deep voice mingling with her cries and Aiden’s hoarse breathing. “Baby, sweet love, you’re so tight for me. Fuck,yes.”

  She felt him come inside her, hot seed filling her and grating against her skin. Aiden leaned back against the wall, spent, while Nella cried out and curled her hands to fists in her continued climax.

  Rio collapsed on top of her, enclosing her with his body, holding her against his damp chest. “Nella,” he said, kissing her hair. “You did fine, sweet darling. Nella, I lo—”

  He broke off, but Nella didn’t notice. She was exhausted and happy from her climax and the chemicals that poured through her body, courtesy of Aiden and Rio.

  She lowered herself to the bed, and Rio followed her down, still holding her, his cock sliding gently from her ass.

  Chapter Twelve

  New Destination

  A long time later, they were still lying on the bed, Rio on top of Nella, Aiden relaxing against the wall, idly moving his bare foot up and down one of Nella’s exposed legs.

  She drifted in and out of sleep, tired, happy, and serene. I want this man in my life. The words slid through her head, and she wasn’t terribly surprised to find them there.

  The wanting wasn’t simply because Rio had given her this pleasure. Rio had taught Nella that giving herself to another person didn’t make her weak. He’d taught her that trust, if anything, made her stronger.

  I want you in my life, Rio.

  Nella knew what that meant and what she had to do. She had to hand him her greatest vulnerability, take her courage into her hands and try.

  She had no idea if Rio wanted Nella in his life, but she wasn’t going to take the risk of losing him forever because she was afraid to try.

  Nella smiled a little, liking Rio’s weight on her. He was being gentle, because though he drowsed, he took care to support himself and not crush her. He was kind, this man who liked to flick his whip and promise to spank a lady good and hard if she disobeyed him.

  He’d taught her to trust him. Now, Rio was going to have to learn to trust her.

  “Mmm,” Rio said. He licked her ear. “You’ve been bad, Nella.”

  She heard him through the haze of her newfound discovery. Her head rested on Aiden’s muscled thigh, and she smelled his sex and sweat as well as Rio’s.

  “Has she?” Aiden answered.

  “No,” Nella murmured.

  “Don’t argue, love. You made me come way too fast.”

  Aiden’s foot caressed Nella’s leg, the touch of his toes sensual. “Are you going to punish her?”

  “Do you think I should?” Rio said, his breath tickling her.

  Nella didn’t answer, content the way everything was. She pressed a kiss to Aiden’s thigh, then turned her head and met Rio’s lips.

  The kiss was sweet, slow, and profound. Rio tasted her whole mouth, his tongue firm and insistent. She felt Aiden stroke her hair, and realized he stroked Rio’s at the same time.

  Rio broke the kiss, and rose to his knees. Nella’s stomach fluttered, somewhere down under her haze of feeling.

  Aiden watched them both, his beautiful eyes heavy, cheekbones flushed.

  Rio looked at Nella, his dark eyes holding something behind the playfulness. “When I asked if you trusted me before, you weren’t sure, were you?”

  Nella thought a moment. “No.”

  “I like that you don’t lie,” he said. “I might go easier on you. But I will have to spank you.”

 
“Yes,” Aiden smiled. His cock was already hard again.

  “See? Aiden’s ready for it.”

  Nella groaned. She felt good and sated, and a little excited, but oh, so tired.

  Rio patted her rump. “Come on, baby. Hands and knees.”

  “I can’t.”

  “Yes, you can. Aiden.”

  Aiden slid his strong hands under her arms, pulling her up. She felt Rio’s cool leather strap on her back, and the dark bite of his come on her legs.

  “Let’s see,” Rio said, “for not trusting me, I think ten swats will do it.” He leaned down, covering Nella’s body with his warm one. “What do you think, Nella? Ten?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?”

  She swiveled her gaze to him, so close, his dark face nearly against her own, his skin warm with spice and the smell of her. “Yes, Rio?”

  A smile flickered on his mouth. “How about yes, sire.”

  Nella started to giggle. At his stern look, she tried to stop, but couldn’t. “Sire? Seriously?”

  “What’s so funny? You’re a princess; you should be used to the word.”

  Nella giggled some more—it felt so good to laugh. “No one says sireanymore.”

  Rio’s lips twitched as though he were teasing her, but his eyes were dark blue and steady. “How about my lord and master.”

  Nella’s laughter deepened. Above her Aiden said, “She is so cute.”

  “Yeah, she is,” Rio growled. “I think I’ll have Aiden lick you while I give you your spanking.”

  “Aiden would be happy to,” Aiden said.

  Rio didn’t wait for Nella’s consent. He rose on the bed, lifting her with him, then Aiden swung around and lay down, head toward the foot of the bed, and crossed his feet comfortably on the wall.

  Rio lowered Nella to straddle Aiden’s torso, her knees spread on either side of his head. Aiden flickered his tongue over her clit, stirring excitement.

  Too much excitement. When Rio’s lash came down across her buttocks, Nella screamed.

  “Twenty of them,” he said. “Count them, sweetheart. That was one.”

  “One,” Nella said weakly.

  Slap. “Two,” he growled.