Before, I wanted to strap her, but right now, all I can think about is exploding inside her body. Using her hips as leverage, I veck her, slowly at first, then harder, until I know my release is approaching.
“Do you want to come?” I murmur, my voice low and rough.
“Yes!” She’s hoarse with need, playing with her nipples for both of us.
“Do you think you were a good little human for us tonight? Did you get wet enough and accept your mouth and ass vecking? Did you love every second of it?” As I speak, I thrust harder.
“Yes,” she wails. “I’m your good sex slave. I love it when you veck my mouth and my ass, I love it all, but please let me come, don’t make me wait!”
“If I tell you to wait until tomorrow, or you’ll get a whipping, will you wait?”
I tease her clit with my index finger.
She jerks in my hands. “I’ll wait if you tell me to, but please, for the love of the planet, please let me come!”
I flick her clit a few more times. “Will you be good for us again tomorrow, and offer up your ass and pussy for spanking and vecking? Without arguments?”
“Yes, anything,” she says, desperation in her tone.
“Then you may come,” I decree. “When I tell you.”
I pump her one more time. “Now.”
And she screams again and again, body contorting, as I come into her as hard as I ever have. “Tarren,” she wails. “TarrenRonanJax!” And she crumples up her face and her whole body stiffens, then she goes slack, panting, a sheen of sweat covering her body.
I roar out my orgasm, fire flashing in my eyes, and then collapse beside her, grabbing her to me, as if by holding her tightly, I could keep her with me forever.
When I come back to myself and look around, I note while Riya’s lying on my chest, her other hand is in Ronan’s. Stretched across the foot of the hoverdisk, relaxed and casual, Jax has one hand on her calf, stroking it up and down. He loves massaging her feet and legs—I smile at our usual positions. Somehow, nobody argues that I’m usually the one to hold her against my body, the one who vecks her last.
Riya
We lie on the hoverdisk, relaxing. Surrounded by the fiercest warriors on this planet, I revel in the utter safety and comfort they provide. When we are together, I lose all of my fears, all of my ugly past, and just exist in the moment. Joy I’d never known existed.
But now, as we relax together, the world slips back into my brain, settling like a
thick fog, sending tendrils of the usual anxiety. I sigh.
Jax squeezes my calf. “Riya…” His voice sounds sated, but also questioning.
“I’m great,” I tell him—and it was. “Just relaxing. Making sure my legs still work.”
Ronan chuckles. “If they don’t, I will carry you around like a large baby.”
All three of them laugh, but my unease intensifies when Tarren places a hand on my belly. “Soon, then, you’ll be carrying two of them, Ronan—her, and the one she’ll grow for us.”
I bite my lip, trying not to tense under his palm, feeling less protected now, and more—trapped. Tied up in my own untruths and secrets.
“I never knew life could be like this,” Ronan says, his voice musing and soft, pressing my palm to his lips.
“Nor did I.” Pain rips through my chest. Mother Earth, it hurts. If I’d been honest with them from the start, I wouldn’t be here now, enjoying this intimacy. But in telling the truth, I would have avoided the inevitable conflict that lies ahead of me like a predetermined cancer.
“I think what I like most,” Tarren says, his voice slow, like he’s feeling out the words as he goes, “is the trust we have built.”
Ronan and Jax makes noises of assent as Tarren continues. “The three of us, our bond has only deepened by sharing you, Riya. Having you at our side, working with us, gives me happiness.” He pulls me to him for an unexpected kiss on my temple, and I tear up.
Jax caresses my ankle. “Knowing that we don’t have to worry about lies, or deceit, that we come home to a place full of safety and affection, it’s everything.”
Ronan entwines our fingers. “They’re right. There are so many beings in the galaxy that are full of misery—even the ones we should be able to trust the most. Like Gunt, stealing crystals from King Zander.”