Talson's Test

by Marie Harte

  He cupped her chin. “I know, baby. And I’m sorry. Because I can’t help it either.” He helped her scoot his pants down, and then he was right there in front of her. That thick girth begging her to taste.

  She placed her hands on his muscular thighs to steady herself and leaned close. The male scent of him was clean, overpowering, and addictive. She licked up and down his long shaft, gratified when he groaned and arched his hips, pushing toward her mouth.

  “That’s it. Oh, Stars. I’m trying like hell to keep a lid on this, Adri. But I can’t.” The admission cost him. She could feel his attempt to rebel, could sense the strain in him to resist her, and she accepted her need to relieve him. In helping him, she’d help herself. Her psychei promised repletion if she’d stop fighting so hard and just believe.

  Believe in what, she wasn’t yet sure. But then he pushed her head down, and she could no longer think.

  His cockhead slipped between her lips and surged inside her mouth. Slowly, steadily, the whole of him continued to press forward until he hit the back of her throat. But Adri didn’t gag as she normally would have. Her body seemed to have accepted all of him. They fit together, the rightness of his presence inside her lighting her own need to come.

  She experienced his desire. And it stoked her own. They drew closer to climax together, awash in his feelings, in her pleasure in tasting him.

  He moaned her name. “I want to come down your throat, and I know you want to swallow me. I’m feeling your needs, iriu. Your taste and touch, and my own through your senses. Fuck me, but I’ve never sensed anything like this in my life.”

  He’d called her iriu—his other half, his mate. A man she didn’t know had started to reach out and secure ties between them. Peace, need, and arousal mixed, until she couldn’t sense a difference between their feelings, between him and her.

  She sucked on his cock, bobbing slowly over his shaft while she played with his sac, the way she could feel he wanted her to. His balls were hard and tight, and she grazed his flesh with the pricks of her nails, captivated when he stiffened and suddenly released in her mouth on a moan. His orgasm slid over him like honey, slow, sure, and thick. No rush of seed, but a milking sensation of bliss that didn’t diminish his urgency to finally cease this torment.

  He continued to come, and her vaginal walls clamped down in response. He tasted like kiwai, an island treat that never failed to please her. Tart yet with a bite of sweet, the fruit had always filled her with energy and purpose. Like Z.

  He tugged her gently by the hair, and she let him fall from her mouth. Before she could move, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Tasting himself on her lips, she imagined. His fingers sought and plunged into her pussy, and he groaned.

  “You came hard. But I bet you were empty, weren’t you? You need me. You need us.” He nodded to Val. “I can’t deny it any more, Adri. I’m in The Testing, and you’re a part of this.”

  She groaned. “And I’m in Selection. I can feel it.”

  He stilled. “You are?”

  “Yes,” she said, miserable, because her body still ached for him. “I’ve been dreaming about you and Val for a while, but I’ve been seeing you for months.”

  “In your dreams,” he murmured, searching for something in her face.

  She sighed. “In my dreams. But I’m not ready for a mate. Not yet.”

  “Me neither.” He kissed her again. “But my body doesn’t know that. I need to fuck you again, Adri.”

  “And I’m a mess,” Val added from the front seat, sounding disgruntled. “I came in my pants thanks to you two. Now we have to find some way to sneak into the hotel and finish this. Because I’ll be damned if I’m going to shoot inside anything but your iriu next time, Z.”

  Adri and Z froze in each other’s arms. The reality that they were in fact mates almost certain.

  “I’m not really your iriu.” She wanted him to agree with her.

  He nodded. “Probably not. We haven’t courted. Haven’t even been introduced to each other.” He paused. “But maybe.” His gaze centered on her lips.

  “Maybe isn’t a yes.”

  “Right.” He lowered his hands to her hips and squeezed. “We really need to get into our room. Damn, but you’re making it hard to think of anything but sex. And if you’re in Selection, you know why.”

  She felt herself flush. “I know. I can’t help it. My damn hormones are all over the place.” She sounded defensive, and that embarrassed her.

  To her surprise, Z squeezed a hug out of her. “It’s okay. Not your fault.”

  “Then why wasn’t I running to the ‘San Fal sent to bring me back? Jace and Rand are strong men. They’d give me powerful progeny.”

  He squeezed her, and his eyes darkened. Now black orbs striated with silver, those eyes broadcast his anger as well as his desire. “I’ll give you powerful progeny. Me, Adri ‘San Fal. No one else,” he hissed.

  Before he could do more, the vehicle braked hard. They jerked and she would have fallen if Z’s large hands hadn’t been wrapped around her. Then Val was there, out of the car and dragging them with him to the back entrance of the hotel. The travel to their room on the thirtieth floor took place in seconds. Lost in Z’s gaze, she had a hard time focusing on anything but him.

  Images of his family, his homeworld, and her in myriad of sexual fantasies swirled in his mind. And then, there. Three laughing children, two boys and one girl, dancing around them as they picnicked with her father on Werfal 5…

  She gasped and pulled out of his arms with a strength she hadn’t known she possessed. Not surprised to see her arms ablaze, she held her hands in front of her, defensive and bewildered.

  “What the hell was that?” She blinked, not sure when they’d entered this private suite. An expensive room filled with crystal sculptures, plush furniture, and a banquet of food available at the touch of a button. She recognized a high-end gourmet transponder that teleported food for those who could afford it.

  “That was my gift,” Z explained and took a step closer. “I’m clairvoyant. And if what I saw comes to pass, then you are indeed my iriu.”

  “But not until I pave the way for your future,” Val said. He removed his shirt with precise movements, affected by their desire. “There can be no surer sign that you’re meant to be together. His Testing, your Selection. If you were truly in heat, you’d have taken the ‘San Fal warriors after you. But you chose my brother. Why is that, do you think?”

  He joined Z, both brothers shirtless and exposing too much muscle for a simple woman to see without wanting to touch.

  She clenched her hands into balls and the fire burned hotter. “Just…wait. I know this is normal for us, but I… My mother died when I was young. My father raised me with several brothers, but none of them knew much about Selection. From what I’ve learned, Selection is a time of extreme imbalance, when my system seeks to provide me with a mate, or when I’m at the optimum readiness to bear a child.”

  She blew out a harsh breath. “I don’t want a mate or children just now. So how do I get rid of this?”

  Z’s gaze fixed to her breasts like beacons of need.

  “You’re not helping,” she snapped at him.

  “Well, fuck. Your tits are perfect, and I’m a man.” He glared at her, his eyes flashing with energy. “I don’t want a mate any more than you do. I like women. I like dating or fucking whenever and whoever I want to. You’re going to tie me down.”

  “Right. So stop this.” She waved at him, and trails of fire lit up the already bright room. She could see too much of the Talsons. Val’s excited stare, his erection tenting his trousers. Z’s incredibly broad chest, the muscles bunched at his biceps. He towered over her and even his brother, huge and imposing. And his cock strained at his pants, thick and filling as she spoke.

  She could feel his arousal in the center of her womb, and she ached to feel him inside her once more.

  “I can’t stop this,” Z bit out. “No matter how much I might
want to.” Something inside him seemed to change. “You’re mine, iriu. Time to face the truth.”

  The certainty of his words filled her, a psychic sense of fatality, a surety that she’d found the part of herself missing for so long.

  “I feel it.” Val moaned. “You’re coming together. Your bonds are tightening, but there’s still a gap I need to bridge for you. Let me. Come on, you two. This hurts.”

  Z blinked and turned away from her. “It does?”

  Concerned for Val as well, but not sure if she was feeling Z’s overwhelming emotions or her own, she took a step in his direction. The fire on her arms faded. “You hurt, Val?”

  He lunged for her, capturing her in his arms.

  “Get off me!”

  “Yeah, it hurts. My cock is harder than steel. Now time to put out my fires, you little demon. Friggin’ ‘San Fal. Figures you’d find a ballbuster for a mate, Z.” Val shook his head. “Now let’s get this done, shall we?”

  7

  Z had to admit, watching Adri struggle aroused all of his energies. His brother ripped the shirt off her, leaving her good and naked. Then his hands were on her, trying to contain her explosive escape before she reached the door. Val grabbed her, and before Z could stop them, the pair fell to the ground.

  Adri still struggled, but she was slowing down. And Val… Val’s attention shifted to other, more pleasant things.

  “Wh-what— Oh, please. Don’t.” Adri gasped as Val closed his mouth around her nipple and sucked. “Don’t stop.”

  Z grinned and took off his clothes. Not that he worried Val would ever force himself on an unwilling woman, but it had looked touch and go for a moment there. Except he’d known, deep down, that Adri fought herself, not them.

  The stubborn blond had a fool notion he wanted a slave, someone to order around, to serve him. Though the idea of her on her knees, sucking him to bliss, had merit, he had no use for a woman who couldn’t think for herself. Though he didn’t know her, he wanted to know her.

  Small details about the woman, her wants and needs, had seeped into his brain while they spent time together. They had more than sexual chemistry in common; he also sensed a core of integrity in her. Their psychei allowed him to look deep inside her, and had he more of a mind to linger there, he would have. But his body wouldn’t let him.

  He couldn’t fathom how he could still be so hard for her. He’d come three times in just one day, and he wanted more.

  Val rolled the woman on top of him and gripped her ass. “Z, take her. I need to get naked, fast.”

  Z dropped his trousers, now fully naked, and took Adri in his arms. She didn’t put up a fight this time, and he wanted to feel her body-to-body. Before, in the alley, he’d been wearing clothes. But now nothing separated them.

  She blinked at him, in awe, he hoped, and not horror. The woman stepped back to look her fill, focusing on his mouth, his chest, and yes, there. On his cock.

  But she didn’t limit herself to watching. She took him in her hands and squeezed.

  “Oh, fuck.” He jerked, arousal burgeoning to new life inside him. “Adri, baby, easy. I don’t know how you’re doing it, but you’ve got me hard and near to coming with just a touch.”

  “Me too.” Her breathy voice earned another groan out of him. “I’ve had sex before, but I’ve never been an exhibitionist. But I let you take me in that alley. And now, with your brother here, I just don’t care.” She kissed his chest and pumped him, stroking with hot hands. “I want to feel you come deep inside me again. And I want your mouth on me. Everywhere.”

  She didn’t have to ask twice. Z bent to take her nipple in his mouth. The bud tightened between his lips, and he sucked harder, nipping with his teeth when he felt her need for more pressure. Then Val was there, at her back, caressing her flesh and palming her tight ass.

  “Oh yes,” she moaned and let go of his hair. She wound her arms behind her, around Val’s head.

  She turned her head and kissed him, and Z dropped to his knees, worshipping his iriu like a goddess. He pulled her folds apart, enthralled by the wet, pink flesh between her legs. So full, so sweet. He leaned close and licked her, gratified by her answering cry.

  He continued to lick her, eating the delectable pussy until she came hard over his tongue. And still, he needed more.

  “Into the bedroom. Now,” Val said, his voice thick, nearly unrecognizable.

  Z rose on unsteady feet, overflowing with energy needing an outlet.

  His brother’s eyes flashed bright, so light they looked white. Power there. And then Z felt Val drag him behind them into the room using invisible hands. Telekinesis.

  There, in the bedroom, Val laid Adri on the bed. Her body was flushed, her eyes shuttered, her nipples hard and her pussy nice and wet.

  “The Testing commences,” Val announced in a ragged voice.

  “Thanks for consenting to be my eda, Val. It means a lot to me.”

  Val snorted, his irreverent humor welcome. “As if I had a choice.”

  Adri leaned back on her elbows and stared at the two of them. Through her he could see that he and Val wore identical expressions of desire, but his also possessed warmth and affection. He rounded the bed to stand next to her, while Val knelt on the bed between her legs, spreading her thighs wide.

  “You please me, Adri, you truly do.” Z spoke the truth, breathing hard as he watched Val press his face to her mound, opening his mouth to breathe in her scent, her sex.

  The minute Val’s lips touched her, she arched into the heat of his mouth. Z and Val both groaned, empathically sharing her desire.

  “More,” Adri moaned, gripping at the bed, needing contact with something real to convince her she wasn’t dreaming. She’d never before felt such pleasure, and knowing Z watched made her that much more aroused. But he didn’t content himself to solely observe.

  She glanced at him and found his gaze glued to hers as he gripped himself, his eyes silver with pleasure. Val stroked her folds before thrusting his tongue inside her, and as she gasped, Z matched her breathing. Lowering himself to his knees, he leaned forward, catching her nipple in his teeth.

  “Yeah,” Val murmured. “Suck them, hard. She liked when you did that before.” He blew over her clitoris before latching on, just as Z worked her breasts. Val stroked with his tongue, inserting first one finger and then two into her slick passage, and she felt the tremors begin. He worried her tight little bud into an explosive orgasm under the watchful eyes of his brother, her iriu. And as she came, she felt a subtle energy blanket her.

  “Now, Val.” Z groaned. Val pulled her to the edge of the bed and thrust into her, hard, filling her emptiness, finally. As he did, Z leapt onto the bed and straddled her neck, pushing his cock between her lips. She accepted both men eagerly, needing to return the energy that continued to shake her foundation.

  Val’s large cock slid deliciously deep, over and over as he thrust in and out. But Z mesmerized her. Their gazes locked as he fucked her mouth, that thick cock stretching her mouth and invading, as the power of his masculine strength sought a home in her feminine seat. Heat blazed and eased, building and falling time and time again while he took her. While his brother fucked her.

  “You’re mine, Adri.” His deep voice commanded her to believe, to obey in the way only truly mated Otra could conceive. With mind, heart, and soul, and lastly, with body. He continued to thrust, his movements growing faster as her next climax rushed to overtake her.

  Val’s sure strokes refused to abate. The steady drumming of his energy both welcoming and distracting. He was longer, but not as thick as Z. And he stole her breath with each push, a breath she couldn’t take with Z’s cock in her mouth.

  Lightheaded, she feared she’d black out. But the psychic hold Z had on her told her otherwise.

  “Oh yeah. That’s it. Fuck, I’m coming.” Val jerked and stilled inside her, his seed coating not only her womb, but her very being, making way for the Otra who would be her true mate, her iriu. The man w
ho watched her as if he owned her. Only after Val had come did Z let himself go.

  And she opened her mouth wider, prepared to swallow every last bit of him.

  Zaret couldn’t believe the intense pleasure coursing through his blood. Like a blazing fire, it surged and spiked, pushing him closer toward an inferno of lust until he was consumed by it. To his shock, a burst of what felt like love threaded through his climax.

  He swore and flooded her mouth with seed. The orgasm seemed to last forever, his bliss an ongoing, living thing as he shook under hers and Val’s enduring pleasure. The massive energy flooding the room tapped everyone’s psychei, beginning the claiming as surely as if he’d signed a matrimonial contract.

  After he finished spending, he withdrew from her mouth and moved to the side of the bed, noting her exhaustion. Val looked on the verge of falling asleep despite still being joined to Adri.

  Val shook his head and pulled out. “That was incredible. I’m not sure what I was supposed to feel, but I lost more than my seed. Energy just poured out of me. It was weird, but man, what a high.” Val grinned and started laughing.

  “He sounds drunk,” Adri whispered.

  “So do you.” Z felt lazy and lay down beside her. He tucked her curves against him, awash in her heat that soaked into him like a warm bath.

  “The first part’s done now. You’re bridged. Together. Joined. Fuck me, you two are potent.” Val stumbled from the room and left them alone together.

  Love for his younger brother swelled. So giving, so incredibly unselfish for Val to tie himself to Z and his mate for all time.

  In the Otra culture, there was nothing as sacred as The Testing, no bond more meaningful or permanent than that between an iriu pair. Through Val, a psychic foundation had been laid. Now Z and Adri could firm that bond into a lifelong link that would last through this existence into the next. The Testing had come, and she’d more than passed. Had Adri not been his iriu, the sex would have been good but not so all-encompassing, or so his father had warned him. But this. He felt Adri in his blood and heart, in his brain. The woman dwelled at the fringes of his psychei now. And he had to wonder if this deep bond was due to her Selection as well.