Mac lowered his fork. “Is that necessary?”
“It is not a reflection on you or your stamina, Ian. You will need help if you are to keep the First Daughter satisfied.”
“If you insist.”
“I do. My daughter’s happiness is very important to me.” She paused. “Which is why I was concerned when she seemed a little distraught this morning.
“Distraught?”
Gisele fixed him with her direct blue gaze. “Yes. She thinks you cheated on her with a Pavlovan female.”
“I’ve already told her that I didn’t, and, with all due respect, I’m not sure why she involved you in this matter.”
“She wanted me to tell her the truth. I can, you know.” She paused. “But I’d much rather she heard it from you.”
“I didn’t fuck anyone.”
“You penetrated Willow with your fingers and worked his cock until he came. Does that not count because he is a man?”
“Of course it counts.” Mac exhaled. “I’ve already apologized for that, too.”
“To whom?”
“To both of them.”
“As the mother of your mate
and
the Oracle, might I suggest that you tell Neeve the truth?”
“She accepted my apology. She said everything was fine.”
“Which is why she asked me to tell her exactly what had happened. She might think that she has no right to chastise you because Pavlovan society wouldn’t, but inside, she is unhappy and such things can ruin even a telepathic relationship.” She paused. “I’m sure you don’t want that to happen.”
“No, Oracle.” Mac said as politely as he could.
“Good.” Gisele smiled. “Now, finish your breakfast. You will need all your strength to serve my daughter.”
Neeve paced the balcony of her and Mac’s suite, and wondered where the hell he was. Someone was blocking his thoughts from her, and the only person powerful enough to do that to a mated couple was her mother.
That could never be good. It made her scared, and she hated being scared.
A tap on the door made her go back inside and fling open the door.
“Mac, where the
heeze
have you—”
“First Daughter.” A Hakron male with long fair hair and light green skin bowed low to her. “I am Ulluiao. We met last night. The Oracle sent me to aid your First Male.”
“Willow?”
His smile was sweet. “Yes.”
“Come in.”
She opened the door wide and stepped back, her gaze fixed on his face. He exuded such a sense of calm that she almost felt dizzy. Without thinking, she pushed the door shut and stroked a hand down over his cheek. His mouth quirked up at the corner, and she paused to circle the dimple it revealed. With a sigh, he dropped the barriers that had prevented her seeing into his mind the previous night.
“Do you wish me to undress, First Daughter?”
Blushing she snatched her hand back. “Not yet, Willow. We’d better wait for Mac to arrive. I’m not sure if he’s going to go for this.”
His fingers closed over hers, and he brought them to his lips and kissed them. Lust roared through her and her knees almost buckled.
“Who the
heeze
are you?” she whispered.
“I am yours.” He sank down onto his knees and bowed his head. “You know this.”
She found herself nodding as his mind reached out to hers again and they blended seamlessly together. This could not be happening so fast, this could not be happening at
all
. Mac was going to…
Neeve shivered as he pressed his mouth to her mound and inhaled. “You’re wet for me First Daughter.”
Her fingers crept into his hair and held him still. He didn’t try and do anything, but stayed there, his mouth pressed to her mound, the rise and fall of his breathing as calm as his thoughts.
“
Mother, if you have Mac there send him back immediately
!”
Her mother’s laughter echoed in her head. “
You like Willow, don’t you?”
“Like him? I want to strip him naked and eat him up.”
“Then do so.”
“I can’t. Mac won’t—”
“Let Mac make that decision for himself. He’s already on his way back to you.”
Neeve released the block on her mind and the essence of Willow, of everything he was, and everything he might mean to her swamped her anew. This was the kind of meeting of minds that she and her sisters had giggled about in Pavlovan romances. This was freking
unbelievable.
There was nowhere to hide herself from him, no chance of him not finding her.
Gods
…He rubbed his mouth against the thin cotton of her long t-shirt, unerringly finding the edge of her panties beneath and ran his teeth along the top.
This time her knees really did buckle. She caught his shoulder and held on.
“Neeve?”
She looked up as Mac came through the door and went still. His gaze falling to the man who knelt in front of her.
“
Willow
?” He croaked.
“
Yes, Ian Mac. The Oracle sent me.”
Neeve waited as Mac walked over and stood beside her, one arm around her waist. His gaze dropped to the hard points of her nipples sticking out from her t-shirt and he inhaled the scent of her arousal that perfumed the air.
“
Do you want him, Neeve
?”
“
Yes. Do you mind?”
Mac shook his head. “
How could I
?”
“
Because I’m being such a hypocrite, berating you for touching someone and ten seconds later willing to leap into bed with a second man
.”
“
But this is Willow.”
“Yes, it is. Does that make it better for you? That you know him? Can you work with me on this just for the next three days?”
He bent to kiss her throat. “
Yes
.”
She realized she might be babbling, but couldn’t seem to stop as the essence of the two males surrounded her sending her hormones wild. “
We can worry about the rest of it later, okay?
”
He bit her neck. “
Yes. Stop worrying
.” He slid his hand higher to cup her breast and then pinch her nipple. “
Let’s take this off you.”
She held her arms up as he pulled her t-shirt over her head, leaving her in just her panties. Still on his knees in front of her, Willow made an appreciative sound and leaned in to nuzzle her.
“
May I have your permission to pleasure her, First Male
?”
Neeve held her breath as Mac looked down at Willow and then sighed. “
Go ahead. I…want to see you with her.”
“I wish to serve you both, First Male.”
Neeve gasped as Willow gently sucked her clit through her cotton panties until it was throbbing in time to her ragged heartbeat.
“
Take them off her
.” Mac said.
Willow slid her panties down her legs and she stepped out of them, her bare ass now pressed against the hard ridge of Mac’s cock as he stood behind her watching over her shoulder.
“
Ah, First Daughter, you are beautiful.”
Willow’s reverent voice echoed inside her head.
“
Use your mouth on her, make her come.”
“It will be my pleasure
.”
The first lick of Willow’s tongue against her bare flesh made her whimper with need and Mac groan. She tried to widen her stance, leaning back against Mac until Willow took her right foot and placed it carefully on his left shoulder opening her sex to him. He dipped his head and licked her lavishly like an ice cream, his mouth lingering on her clit, his teeth tugging at her already swollen pussy lips.
She didn’t need to tell him what she liked, or what she loved, with the connection so strong between them, he just
knew
…
Mac’s hands closed around her breasts, his fingers and thumbs tightening and twisting her nipples in time to Willow’s sucking. The intense pleasure overwhelmed her and she climaxed gripping Mac’s upper arm and Willow’s hair and hanging on for dear life.
“
Bed.”
Mac commanded.
He picked her up and walked through to their bedroom, Willow behind him. After placing her on top of the sheets, Mac stripped out of his clothes and climbed up next to her. Willow waited, his hands at his sides, his gaze switching between her and Mac.
Neeve patted the space on the other side of her. “Come here.”
“Yes, First Daughter.” Willow hesitated. “Do you wish me to disrobe?”
“God, yes.” Neeve breathed. “If that’s okay with you, Mac.”
Willow smiled. “Ian Mac has seen me naked before. We swam together at the hot springs.”
He started to remove his loose white shirt and pants and Neeve forgot to breathe as his superbly fit body emerged. He ran a hand over his already thick shaft spreading the gathering pre-cum. She wanted that cock, wanted it in her fast.
Reaching forward, she caught his shaft in her hand and drew him as near to the side of the bed as she could manage. As soon as he was standing close enough, she leaned over and started to suck him into her mouth. Behind her, Mac groaned as she gradually took more and more, fighting her impulse to gag at Willow’s impressive thickness and length.
As she sucked, she shared the sensation with both men. Mac came up behind her and shoved his cock deep in her cunt and held her down over him with one hand wrapped around her hips. The throb of his cock inside her mimicked the pulse of Willow’s far down her throat. She tried to move on Mac, but he wouldn’t allow it, filling her as completely as Willow was.
It was only when she started to slide her mouth up and down Willow’s shaft that Mac allowed her to do the same to his cock. The two men worked together helping her slide between their lengths, their bodies protecting and restraining her as she grew more adventurous.
With a groan, Mac started to pump into her, pushing her onto Willow’s cock until all she could do was just take him down her throat and suck as hard as she could. Mac’s come shot inside her and Willow came too, his hand still gentle in her hair despite the fierceness of his climax and the intensity of his pleasure.
For a long moment, they all stayed in place and then both men eased themselves free of her and Willow climbed up onto the bed and collapsed next to her.
“That was…wonderful, First Daughter.”
She reached out a languid hand and patted his head. “Please call me Neeve.”
“If you permit, First Male.”
“It’s not up to me. Neeve’s in charge here. And call me Mac or Ian Mac.”
Willow sat up and looked at them both. His hair had come loose from its braid and hung over his shoulder “This is our first time together. I wished to enjoy the formality of the joining.”
Neeve grinned at him. “That was formal? I’d hate to see us when we get wild.” She shivered as both men responded to her words and both cocks stirred. With them both so focused on her pleasure, Mac might find it easier than he’d expected to accept a stranger in their bed. He’d managed it with Kaiden, but then she hadn’t reacted to Kaiden in quite the same way. Had he sensed that yet? She doubted she’d be able to hide anything from him soon.
“May I?”
Mac crawled between her legs and pushed her knees wide apart. He pressed both thumbs to her clit and then slid them through her wetness inside, spreading her wide and making her buck against his hand. Willow moved to her side and sucked and played with her nipples until she started to come again, thrashing against the sheets as Mac added more fingers to his plunging, curling thumbs.
“I want…” She just managed to gasp out the words.
Mac smiled at Neeve, all too aware of her desires and the extraordinary presence of Willow at his side. “You want more cock?” He glanced over at Willow and licked his lips. “She’s ready for you.”
Willow raised his silver gaze to Mac’s. “And I want her, which is how it should be, aye?”
Mac nodded and moved out of the way so that Willow could take his place between Neeve’s thighs. He realized he was holding his breath as Willow slowly eased forward into Neeve, his buttocks flexing as he rocked back and forth and gradually impaled her on his impressively thick cock.
He felt them both in his mind, Willow’s careful thrusts and Neeve’s gasps as he kept filling her and widening her until she was stuffed full of cock and then he kept pressing deeper.
Willow paused, breathing hard. Mac could still see at least two inches of Willow’s cock still unsheathed. “
I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I want all of you. Please.”
Neeve tilted her hips and took another inch and started to come allowing Willow to finally fit himself fully inside her. Mac imagined he was being filled like that. Could a man take another man that deep and hard? Would he want to?
“
I’d fit, Ian Mac, do not worry. I’d have you begging for me to fill you.”
Willow’s lust-filled voice echoed through Mac’s head and his cock jerked.
Willow drew back and started to undulate his hips, his cock pistoning in and out of Neeve in long slow strokes that made her whimper and climax again and again. Mac could only watch helplessly as Willow shared the experience with him He gripped his own cock. Neeve flung out her hand and grabbed his shaft too, clutching him almost to the point of pain, and working him in time to Willow’s thrusts.
“
Gods
…” Willow shoved deep one last time, and came, his back arched and his whole body shaking with the effort, his hand braced on the bed to stop himself from falling forward onto Neeve. He eased himself free and rolled onto his back his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Mac lay on Neeve’s other side, one hand cupping her mound the other across her waist as she relaxed between them. His fingers grazed Willow’s hip and he left his hand there, strangely connected to them both.
If he tried to work out what was going on, he might spoil this miraculous moment of having Neeve and Willow in bed with him. It was like having all his fantasies in one place. If three days were all he would have with them both, he’d take it.
After a while, Neeve’s hand closed around his cock and started to rub him. Looking over her body he realized she was doing the same thing to Willow. Careful not to dislodge her working hand, he knelt up and leaned down toward her sex. Willow did the same and he was able to watch Neeve’s hand on the other man before they both dipped their heads and set about licking and sucking Neeve to a climax.