“Yes.” Leena massaged her breasts.
He and Adam moved onto the mattress on either side of her. They tenderly kissed her, and each other, while gently stroking her upper body. It was wonderfully arousing but also frustrating beyond belief. No matter how she moved, her pussy was being woefully neglected.
“At the risk of sounding ungrateful…” She hesitated and both men looked up at her. “We can make love later. Right now I really, really
need
you guys to fuck me.”
“Both of us?” Adam propped up on his elbow and plucked at her nipple.
“Well, of course, and I was kind of hoping at the same time. There’s lubrication in the drawer over there.”
Adam rose to his knees, his expression just shy of predatory.
“Shit, I thought you were scorching hot in my dreams; you’re way better in real life.”
Craig rolled to the far side of the bed. “Impressive stash of toys, sweetness,” he commented with a laugh.
“Thanks, they get the job done but aren’t very good at the cuddling afterwards.”
“We’re master cuddlers, aren’t we, Ad?”
“One of our many talents,” Adam agreed.
Craig flopped onto his back and held his penis at its thick base. “Hop on.”
Leena grinned and quickly straddled his hips. She closed her eyes and savored the glorious feeling of being stretched and filled as she eased down his cock.
“Slow…slow, you’re so fucking tight.”
“Mmm,” she mumbled.
When she was fully seated, Craig grasped her waist and Adam’s warm palms spread her ass cheeks.
“Ride him,” Adam ordered, rimming her rear channel with lubricated fingers.
His commanding tone sent a fresh wave of lust shooting through her veins. Leena leaned slightly forward and began to move. Craig pitched his hips upward, ensuring that her clit received ample stimulation. On every down stroke, Adam went deeper into her ass, one finger first, then two.
“Ready for more?” He removed his fingers.
Leena stilled as the thick head of his cock pressed to her anus.
“You’re going to love this,” Craig said, smiling up at her. He tweaked and pinched her nipples. “We’re gonna take real good care of you.”
“Relax, angel, breathe,” Adam whispered, entering her slowly.
An incredible rush of pleasure quickly followed the bite of pain. Leena pushed back toward him. A drop of perspiration landed on her, and she felt Adam’s legs trembling, a testament to the restraint he was using.
“That’s it, hell yeah, take all of me,” he mumbled.
For a fleeting moment, Adam and Craig remained motionless. Leena felt so unbelievably full, she feared she might not be able to take their dual possession. Then, in perfect coordination, they started to move. When Adam pulled back Craig lifted his hips. The friction was magnificent, but she knew they were holding back.
“Harder,
please
,” she begged, squirming for encouragement.
All rational thoughts flew out of her head and her body ignited when Adam dug into her tender hips and rammed into her. Craig took her just as hard, and her inner muscles started to tense. They went faster and faster until Leena was panting and bucking between them. All three cried out as they climaxed together.
“Wow,” she said as they lay together in a sweaty, panting heap.
“Yeah, that was incredible,” Craig agreed.
True to their word, after pulling from her body, they gathered her close. Leena tried to stay awake but after sleepless nights, days of worrying and now multiple orgasms, it was a losing battle. She let out a long sigh and drifted off.
“Damn that was fun,” Craig exclaimed, swinging his leg over the saddle and hopping to the ground. He gave the xander a swift nose rubbing before going over to Leena and holding his arms out to her. She eagerly dismounted into his embrace.
“They greatly enjoyed it also, look at their happy wagging tails. It’s in a xander’s nature to want to serve, and they’re extremely attached to their masters. I alternate riding on one, and I put packs on the others when they go with us, but I’m always concerned that the two I’m not on feel slighted.” Leena undid the bindings around Cloey’s head. “It wasn’t my plan to have three of them. This wonderful girl was a gift from my family when I reached maturity. My brother Erran entrusted me with Lucca when he left Mesta, and Lucca has kindly accepted my care. Rah wreaked such havoc in Asha’s all-female stable that he begged me to take him in. He’s only been here since the beginning of the harvest.”
“Good job big guy,” Adam said humorously as he tousled Rah’s ears and led him to the watering trough. “Thanks for providing the perfect person to animal ratio.”
“I could get real used to doing this on a regular basis,” Craig commented. “Are there areas we’re not supposed to ride in?”
“No part of the district is forbidden, however not all of the terrain is conducive to xander travel.”
“So we’re taking the hover car on our field trip today?”
“About that, we need to, I mean, I need to explain some things first.” Leena shuffled from foot-to-foot and looked everywhere but at him and Adam.
Over the preceding four days, when they weren’t making love, Leena had shared many specific pieces of information regarding Mesta’s economics, politics, history, hell even topography, but anytime they asked about social or personal aspects of Slaterine society, her answers became noticeably vague. Last night, they’d had to playfully threaten to withhold any further sexcapades in order to get her to finally agree to make good on her promise to give them a tour of the community.
“Leena, what is it that you’re keeping from us?” Craig asked, taking her hand once they had put away their saddles and the xanders had wandered off to graze.
“If we can’t confide in each other, our relationship is doomed to failure, angel,” Adam added.
“I know.” She let out a sigh. “Why don’t we go sit in the shade?”
Instead of starting to talk after they situated themselves, she drew little patterns in the sand. Craig didn’t like the way her fingers trembled.
“You’re scaring me. Just tell us what’s bothering you, and we’ll deal with whatever it is.”
She nodded and drew a deep breath. “Our family units consist of one woman and a minimum of two men, and of course any children the Gods see fit to bless them with.”
“Okay, so being with both of us isn’t the issue,” Craig interjected, feeling supremely relieved, but only for a moment. “Shit, does it have anything to do with Adam and I being lovers?”
“No, no, not at all,” Leena quickly assured him. “Here, mates freely interact in any way their love guides them, but I’m aware it is different in many other cultures. Megan, I mentioned her before, is from Earth. The little I know about your planet and customs, I’ve learned from her.
She told me that the concept of being mated to Garfor, Rork
and
Loban was, um, difficult for her in the beginning.”
“Because the men have sex themselves?”
Leena’s cheeks flamed crimson. “The leaders of the house of H’oug don’t share intimate details with me! Megan became a mentor to me after she pulled my rebellious ass out of a hole when I was a teenager.”
“Kids definitely benefit from having role models,” Adam commented.
“I meant that literally.” She laughed. “After a really bad fight with my fathers, I stormed out of the house without my communicator. It was the rainy season, and I was so angry that I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. I fell into a sinkhole.”
“Seriously?”
“Absolutely. Anyway, we are more friends now that I’m an adult, but with our age difference and her position, we would never discuss such matters. She’s the only one though who accepts my opinions on certain topics without question or judgment; I feel very close to her for that.”
“Are you worried that we won’t be as tolerant?”
Leena fidgeted. “I believe in the Gods of our people but have refused to structure my life in hopes of events happening that I have no control over.”
“Can you be a bit more specific?” Craig asked with a gentle smile. He could see she was becoming more nervous. “We’ve stayed all over the galaxy, witnessed lots of stuff and learned about many societies. I doubt you could find two more open-minded guys.”
She opened her mouth to speak and her communicator beeped. Leena’s expression made it clear she welcomed the reprieve.
“Leena, are you available?”
“Yes, Phaedra, however others are within listening range.”
Craig wondered what she was worried about the other woman saying. He glanced over at Adam and could see he was definitely thinking the same thing.
“Understood, and I’m very sorry to be disturbing you. The house of Ilarr is offering twice the usual trade for their last shipment of tryflox if it can be delivered before sundown. We are currently the only idle ship.”
“I’m on my way.” Leena disconnected and jumped up. “Duty calls,” she announced. “I’m sorry but we’ll have to finish this conversation later and delay our excursion another day.”
“Outright lying is never acceptable, angel,” Adam said as they walked brusquely to where one of her speeders was parked. “You’re happy as a clam to be getting out of both.”
“This should take six, maybe seven hours at most, and I truly am sorry to have to leave you.” She wrapped one arm around Adam’s waist and draped her other over Craig’s shoulder.
“Make sure you eat something,” she reminded before gracing them each with a lusty kiss.
“Okay, mother, and we promise to play nice until you get back.” Craig squeezed her ass cheek.
“Ha, ha, ha,” Leena replied. She waved as she sped away.
“There’s no way we’re waiting that long to get to the bottom of this,” Craig said as they went into the house. “Shouldn’t take me more than a few minutes to access the Gal-Fed listing for Mesta.”
Leena had just told them at breakfast that she’d switched one of the terminals in the living room to display in English.
“Grab me a drink, will, ya?” Craig asked.
“Yeah, and now that it’s been mentioned, I’m kinda hungry. You want a snack?”
“Sure.”
Adam disappeared into the kitchen. Craig sat down at the computer station and quickly brought up the correct program. He scrolled through and skimmed numerous sections of information. “Got it,” he muttered when he found ‘religion’. “Get in here Adam,” he called after reading barely two paragraphs. Craig’s pulse pounded in his ears.
“What’d ya find?” Adam asked, setting down a plate and two cups on the desk. He pulled over a chair and sat down.
“Listen to this.” Craig read aloud. “The multiple deities of the Slaterine people wield great influence in every aspect of their lives; most notably personal relationships and reproduction. The Gods select soul-bonded mates for their people from all reaches of all galaxies. It is only by their divine will that mates are united with one another. When this occurs, their hearts and souls recognize each other instantly. The sexual chemistry between soul-bonded mates is legend in its intensity. Only soul-bonded mates are blessed by the Gods with offspring.”
“Why wouldn’t she tell us about this?” Adam spoke in a deadly quiet tone. “It explains so fucking much. We’re not crazy for falling so fast, feeling what we are. Why didn’t she at least mention it was possible that divine intervention was in play?”
“We haven’t been honest with her about our feelings, Ad.”
“Because we didn’t want her thinking we were crazy! What she has known, from the start, is our unfamiliarity with Mesta. This bonding thing is a goddamned big deal. It should have come up before finances and political principals.”
“I agree, but she was broaching the subject today.”
“Not because she wanted to, Craig. We forced her into it by pushing to leave the house and go out in public.”
“Okay, but shit’s making a lot more sense now. From what we heard of her conversation with Caris, and with her comments today, it’s pretty obvious that she’s had, and is possibly still having, her own personal issues with the whole soul bond thing. My guess is that it’s not out of the ordinary for people from any other planet to have trouble with the concept, and Leena only knows one person from Earth who outright told her she had a problem.”
“Five days ago, I would have called the notion of Gods actively guiding our love life, our future, preposterous, but my belief system has drastically changed.”
“Mine, too,” Craig agreed.
Adam crossed his arms behind his head and smiled up at the ceiling. “We’re the fated mates of a smokin’ hot mechanic who yearns to see far off places. Could shit get
any
better?”
“Yeah, it can and will when Leena knows we’re cool with everything.”
“I may have to paddle her ass for not telling us.”
“Judging by the way she got off on you doing that the other night, I highly doubt she’ll consider it any form of punishment.” Craig had to adjust in his chair. Remembering Leena begging to be fucked after Adam warmed her butt had his cock springing to life. She was a spectacularly uninhibited lover.
Two beeps chimed from both of their communicators. “Non-emergency need for
assistance with controlled burn in quad four, pasture one. Wind shift.”
“Can you figure out where that is?” Adam asked, getting up from his chair.
Craig searched through maps until he found one with the appropriate details. “It’s a couple of miles east of here.”
“Let’s go see if we can help.”
“I think we should fly instead of taking the xanders,” Craig suggested as they left the house.
Adam took the pilot’s seat and tested the controls of Leena’s hover car. “Piece of cake,”
he said before engaging the engines.
As soon as they were away from the natural seclusion of Leena’s property, billows of smoke led them to their destination. Adam parked next to the vehicles already there.
“Look, there’s Asha,” Craig said, recognizing him among a small group of people shoveling up sand and creating a barrier along the edge of the pasture vegetation.
He and Adam hopped out of the car. As they approached the group, Asha saw them and waved. All of the other men there turned and watched their approach, but the one woman separated herself and met them halfway.