An Unusual Desconian Marriage (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (7 page)

She lifted her head to stare at him over her shoulder. Her bottom throbbed pleasantly, but she wasn’t certain she wanted to lie on her back with his thing wedged deep in her ass.

“Roll onto your back and I’ll make you come.”

“Well, when you put it like that…” He helped her roll over, smiling when she moaned softly. He arranged her legs to his liking, lifting them up so that her feet were flat on the table close to her bottom. She felt the lower end of the table fall away and he moved in closer to her ass. He watched her face for a moment, grinned wickedly, and then lowered his mouth to her pussy.

He licked over her throbbing labia, his soft groan matching her own as he pushed a finger deep into her pussy and started to flick his tongue over her clit. She shook all over, the vehemence of her gathering climax stunning her. She reared up off the table, the incredible three-way sensation—ass, pussy, and clit—flipping her into orgasm almost immediately. On and on, the storm rolled through her, electricity lighting up each nerve ending as he continued to flick and suckle her clit, finger fuck her pussy, and press lightly on the thing in her ass.

She screamed, her hips lifting off the table, her ass and pussy pulsing, gripping, and releasing, her blood pounding through every vein. She barely had a moment to recover before he forced her into orgasm once more, his mouth suctioned over her clit, his fingers fucking her harder.

“Fuck,” she whispered, finally understanding what the expression “total loss of control” actually meant.

“Did you just swear?” Luddeke asked with a laugh, his lips still coated in her pussy juices as he caressed her belly and thighs soothingly.

“I think I did,” she said with a giggle. It felt so natural to be with him like this. He wasn’t just her not-quite-official husband. He was also one of her closest friends.

“Word of warning,” he said as he moved to press a kiss to her belly. “Jaegan will spank your ass if he hears you swearing.”

“He doesn’t like cuss words?” It didn’t quite sound like the man she knew, but there was no doubting that Luddeke knew him better.

“He likes cuss words just fine,” Luddeke said on a laugh. “But he likes having an excuse to spank bottoms even better.”

She laughed with him, gulping in surprise when the man himself walked into the bathroom.

“Now that’s a beautiful sight to come home to.”

Deanna was sure she blushed crimson at the reminder that she lay on a table, her legs wide open and a toy up her ass, but she gave him a sassy smile anyway. His cock grew harder as he stalked closer.

“Come here, baby girl,” he said as he lifted her off the table and encouraged her to wrap her legs around his waist. He held her up as Luddeke helped to get her into the right place. She panted as between the two of them they lowered her onto Jaegan’s thick cock.

“It’s the toy,” Luddeke said as he rubbed her back soothingly. “It’s going to make that monster cock feel even bigger.”

She opened her mouth to reply, but the only thing that came out was a deep groan as pleasure wound through her lower body. With her legs stretched so wide around Jaegan’s hips, she was open to them both. Luddeke tapped the base of the toy, sending pulses of heat bouncing all over her. Jaegan started to move faster, lifting and lowering her onto his cock as Luddeke eased the toy from her ass and pushed it back in. Again and again they fucked her on Jaegan’s cock and the toy in her ass.

Deanna almost growled when Luddeke pulled the toy completely from her back passage, but then she felt the head of his cock and pushed back eagerly. Jaegan shuffled back slightly so that he could brace his weight against the wall, the angle perfectly aligning Luddeke’s cock with her ass. He pushed in. His first long stroke filling her back passage at the same time Jaegan’s cock filled her pussy. She panted, barely able to understand the amazing sense of belonging, of being one with these men.

And then they started moving.

Every cell in her body went into meltdown, every muscle shook with release, every nerve ending sang with pleasure as her men fucked her senseless. Orgasm after orgasm rolled over her, one barely ebbing before the next began to flow. Luddeke came first, cramming his full length into her back passage as his cock pulsed cum deep into her body.

Jaegan wrapped his arms around their tredellabina, holding him pressed tightly to Deanna’s back as his own orgasm began. He groaned, pumping shallowly as heat drenched her, the bone-melting orgasm so very strange, the perception of weightlessness making no sense until she finally realized that her legs had dropped from Jaegan’s hips and hung uselessly underneath her.

Thankfully, Jaegan easily held her up, and pressed kisses to both her mouth and Luddeke’s.

“That was a lovely welcome home,” Jaegan said with a grin. “Maybe I should go away more often.”

He barked a pain-filled laugh and rubbed the nipple Luddeke had tweaked viciously.

“Maybe not,” he agreed as they both laughed with him.

* * * *

Hours later, Jaegan lay in bed with Luddeke snuggled up behind him and Deanna curled in his arms. He knew Katarnia should be home soon, she’d already called and explained, but he couldn’t quite shake his disquiet. He probably understood the demands of her job better than anyone, and knew the position she’d been given was challenging and needed her commitment. He was actually very proud of her for getting such an important promotion, but the timing of her increasingly demanding job seemed suspicious. They’d expected that with more staff she’d be able to leave the compound more often, but each day her shifts seemed to get longer instead.

Was it only coincidence that it was happening at the same time that Deanna had come into their lives?

Finally, he heard the front door open and Katarnia step into the shower. He managed to untangle himself from the embrace of two of his lovers by lifting Deanna over his torso and pressing her into Luddeke’s embrace. They both murmured quietly but didn’t fully awaken. He watched how easily they cuddled together, smiling to himself as he maneuvered off the bed.

He found Katarnia in the shower, her hands braced against the wall in front of her, her head tipped forward as hot water ran over her tired muscles. Jaegan knew that exhaustion well, but it usually came after a high-stress, always-on assignment of several very long weeks.

“Kat,” he said quietly, hoping not to startle her.

“Hi, Jaeg,” she said without turning around. “Are the others asleep?”

“Yes,” he said, stepping closer and placing his arms around her middle. She leaned back against him and closed her eyes.

“We couldn’t talk them out of it,” she said cryptically.

“Who, baby?”

“Six human women on the last transport. They took one look at the clothing most Desconians wear and demanded to be returned to Earth.” She sighed sadly and he realized she’d likely been crying when he’d come in. “We tried to explain that it wasn’t an option, that the authorities on Earth wouldn’t let them return, but they were adamant that they wouldn’t stay on a planet full of sinners.”

Jaegan reached over, grabbed the shower gel, and smoothed it over her skin. He wasn’t trying to arouse her. He just felt the need to keep touching her reassuringly as she explained something that had obviously affected her deeply.

“They were horrible, Jaeg. Some of the things they said, the judgments they made,”—she swallowed hard—“the opinions they voiced made me shake with anger. We’re trying to help them, yet they said they would rather die than let us. I can’t imagine how someone as sweet as Deanna even survived on such a hostile planet.”

Jaegan couldn’t imagine it, either.

Katarnia turned in his arms, laid her face against his chest, and whispered, “Promise me that no matter what happens you will always love Deanna. I don’t want her having to deal with people like that ever again.”

He nodded, wanting to protect all of them from such unwarranted vitriol, but he was experienced enough to realize that he couldn’t hide adults away as if they were children.

“Of course I will love Deanna, and you, and Luddeke, no matter what, but Deanna would be very upset to think you didn’t trust her to be able to handle herself against them. She loves helping the women at the compound. A vicious few aren’t going to change the good work that she does for the rest of them.”

Tears flowed down Katarnia’s face as she nodded in agreement. “I’m sorry, Jaeg,” she said, trying to wipe away the evidence of her distress. “I know Deanna wouldn’t let them upset her, but if I can protect her from them, I will.”

“Me, too, baby,” he said as he stroked his hand up and down her back. “Luddeke also. Deanna is very much loved by all of us. Even if she comes across horrible women like that, she’ll know that she has our unconditional love and support.”

Katarnia smiled and lifted up to press a soft kiss to his mouth.

“Thank you,” she whispered and then leaned over to switch the shower to the drying cycle. Her legs wobbled with exhaustion as he let her go so they could dry off. Even before the cycle was finished he lifted her into his arms and carried her into bed.

By the time he placed her on the mattress next to Luddeke and Deanna, she was fast asleep. Jaegan lay down beside her, needing to hold her close, his concern that Katarnia was slowly withdrawing from their marriage no closer to being resolved.

“Hey, stranger.”

Luddeke watched his mubella closely and quite frankly didn’t like what he saw. Instead of the soft smile and warm welcome he’d been looking for, Katarnia flinched slightly and gave him a guilty look.

“Hi, Lud,” she said stiffly. “Where’s Deanna?”

“Gone to visit a couple of friends.”

“What? You left her alone?” She was half out of her chair in her panic before he could reassure her. He frowned at his wife’s out-of-character and overly dramatic reaction.

“Kat, we’re inside the compound. She’s safe here. You of all people should know that.”

She mumbled something as she sat back down and then tried to plaster a smile onto her face.

“So what brings you here?” she asked as she reached for a cup filled with what seemed to be coffee, and then began reading whatever was on her computer again. Her every movement seemed designed to highlight that she was busy and he should leave her alone.

But he wasn’t buying it.

Katarnia had managed to avoid spending any quality time with him, Jaegan, and Deanna for the past several weeks. Instead of working less now that she had more staff, Katarnia was working harder than ever before.

“I came to visit my wife,” he said, very deliberately using the human word for mubella.

Again she flinched like he’d said something she didn’t want to hear.

“Kat, honey,” he said, hoping that she would understand his concerns, “please tell me what’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” she said with an overly bright smile. “I’m just busy.”

“We know you’re busy,” he said, his worry doubling as he watched her body language. “But it feels like you’re avoiding us.”

Her eyes widened at his accusation, and he would have sworn he saw tears, but she quickly hid her reaction behind annoyance.

“You don’t accuse Jaegan of avoiding you when he works hard,” she said angrily.

Luddeke was a little startled by her vehemence. Katarnia and Jaegan both worked hard. There was no denying that, but at least Jaegan made an effort to come home. Luddeke simply couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Katarnia’s absence than being busy at work.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that,” he said, feeling his own ire rise. He wanted answers, but he seemed to be getting stonewalled instead.

“Then how did you mean it?” she asked angrily. But she didn’t give him a chance to answer. She stood up, marched over to the doorway, and tapped her foot as she waited for him to leave. “I have work to do. Go home, Lud.”

“I’m not going home until you explain what’s going on.” It probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do or say, but that tiny little niggling worry had grown into a loud, clanging siren of warning. Whatever was going on in Katarnia’s head needed to be dealt with right now. Panic gripped him as the fear that their marriage was somehow over slid through his mind.

Had bringing Deanna into their happy marriage ruined things so thoroughly for Katarnia?

“I thought you loved Deanna,” he said before he could decide whether it was wise to say the words out loud. “Jaegan and I thought it was what you wanted.” She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, and he wanted to drag her into his embrace.

But uncertainty held him still.

“Lud, just drop it. I don’t have time to talk about this.”

“Make time!” he practically yelled.

“Go to hell,” she said as she turned and left the room.

Stunned—they’d argued before, but never like this—Luddeke hesitated a moment before he turned to follow her. He couldn’t let this go. He had to understand what was happening between them, but when he rushed into the hallway, Katarnia wasn’t alone.

* * * *

Deanna swallowed back the stomach acid that climbed her throat. God help her, she’d gone and done the one thing she’d promised herself she’d never do.