Laurel

 

 

 

WHEN PRAIRIE, THE king, Magnar, Cozmo, Kerta, and Khalon had returned to the palace—the royal babies safe—relief had sailed through me. But Dex and Jedrek weren’t among them.

Worry about their absence gutted me.

It’d been the longest night of my life, waiting with minimal word on the two warriors. Zane and Astrid were adamant I remain in their quarters, telling me Dex and Jedrek wouldn’t be pleased if I was on my own.

It was the longest night followed by the most harrowing morning. Trapped inside while X and the rest went out to confront the female called Truda, all I could do was pace and wait. Stuck in the royal chambers, I played with Baby X, whose smile was to die for, and tiny Fallon whose royal skin marking—the all-seeing eye—made a distinct gold pattern on her skin.

Fallon gurgled when I rattled the legrib toy in front of her—a cuddly that would’ve been a teddy bear on Earth. The babies’ cuteness distracted me from the unknown with Dex and Jedrek.

For a while.

Nusoon weather wrapped the palace in a foggy shroud, making the forced enclosure even worse, a brooding murky sense of doom descending on the fortress.

Finally Prairie looked up, her expression distant the way it became when she heard thoughts from the king.

“What is it?” I rushed to her side.

“The battle’s over. They’re coming home.” She rose, taking Fallon into her arms.

“Dex and Jedrek?” I asked, my heart slamming inside my chest.

“I don’t know yet.”

Astrid passed small X to Zane then linked her fingers through mine. “We’ll wait for them at the palace entrance.”

Minutes passed, then an entire half hour. I needed to know if Dex and Jedrek lived.

Finally the white cloudy fog broke over a huge male form.

The king shouldered forward, carrying a completely wrapped body.

Instant fear shot a dagger through my heart. I hurried down the steps, dread lodged like a stone in my throat. Before I made it to the king, Cozmo emerged from the mist, rushing forward. He captured me close.

Muffling a cry with my hand, I tried to escape his arms.

“Stop, Laurel. Stop!” Rearing back, he framed my face in his hands. “It’s Khalon. Khalon’s the one who’s dead.”

I beat my fists against his chest. “Where’s Jedrek? Where’s Dex?”

He spun me by my shoulders just as Dex appeared from the foggy ether. He carried Jedrek in his arms, Magnar helping. All of them drenched, some of them bloody, none more bloody than Jedrek. He was nearly as pale as the bandages swathing his torso where the blood hadn’t already leeched through the gauze.

“Is he alive?” Horror spread bony fingers through me.

I raced across the sodden turf, stopping only when I reached my men. “Oh God, Dex. Is he alive?”

Supporting our mate in one arm, he held a hand out to me and drew me close. “He’s alive. I promise.”

A new wave of relief swept over me, and it was then I realized how much both males meant to me.

Swiping tears from my eyes, I leaned over to press a tender kiss to Jedrek’s lax lips.

He gave a small grunt then his coal gray eyes opened the barest amount. “Hey you.”

“Sssh. Don’t talk.”

“Wait.” His voice coming out in a rough whisper, he grabbed my hand in a shaky grip. “Need to tell you . . . I love you, Laurel.”

My eyes shot to his, my heart pounding doubly hard. “What?”

Dex shifted Jedrek in his arms. “He didn’t think he’d survive to tell you.”

“Oh, Jedrek.” I kissed him again briefly, whispering against his lips. “I love you too.”

Prairie approached the small ring of warriors, X embracing her against his side.

She took one glance at Jedrek and said, “His cock’s hard. I’d say he’ll live.”

“Meehri,” X warned, but he didn’t seem too put out.

“What?” Always outspoken, Prairie challenged, “I bet Jed here got him a dose of Sexy Dex’s super potent cum last night. Tell me if I’m wrong.”

Dex blushed.

Jedrek groaned, but that could’ve been the pain from his injury.

I figured Prairie was right about the two of them. I wasn’t jealous. Not in the least. Perhaps a tiny bit envious I hadn’t been there to see Dex fucking Jedrek for the first time though.

But there was a sparkle of tears in Prairie’s eyes when she fondly caressed the side of Jedrek’s face. “Besides, I believe Jedrek’s too stubborn to die.”

I could only hope the queen was right.

****

Over the next several days, the healer, Dex, and I smothered Jedrek with attention. Zenithians were typically a strong hearty race, but seeing the powerful male laid low kept me awake day and night. The tear to one of his hearts cut deep, and he suffered from a high fever, which tightened his skin in a bright red rash, heat encased inside him.

“Good thing we have two hearts,” Dex tirelessly reassured me.

And Jedrek recovered from the fever-heat. The healer came every hour, extolling the re-gen properties of Zenithians, which was supposed to mean Jedrek’s second heart would heal and beat again.

Dex and I diligently tended him, eating and drinking and sleeping only when ordered to by the others.

The third day, Jedrek was able to get up and walk around. He grumbled when we gave him a bath because the proud male didn’t want anyone taking care of him. But that didn’t stop his body from responding to the slick wet heat of Dex’s and my hands working over him.

The healer had advised against straining his body more until he’d fully recovered, which meant Jedrek went unrelieved even as the head of his cock turned purple with need.

Equally aroused, Dex and I slept in the other bed. But we did little more than kiss because it wasn’t fair for us to get off while Jedrek couldn’t.

By the fourth day, building sexual tension crackled like a force field inside our chambers.

Jedrek lounged in his bed, glaring at nothing in particular.

Sitting beside Dex on one of the new sofas, I mentioned to him, “Someone seems grumpy.”

“That’s his usual disposition, meehri. Get used to it.”

“I can hear you. And I’m not grumpy.” Jedrek shifted beneath the furs that lapped around his waist. “I’m horny and bored, and I want you both back in my bed.”

“We wouldn’t want to cause you more injury.” Dex smirked, picking up on my playful mood.

“I think he needs some cheering up.” I rose, the sheer robe I wore hiding little of my body.

“I don’t know.” Leaning forward, Dex skimmed a hand along my belly then down between my legs where I was growing hot and wet. “He’s still recovering from the battle.”

“The only kind of cheering up I want is sex.” Jedrek kicked aside the fur blankets, revealing a jagged pink scar on the right side of his chest.

Nevertheless, he certainly didn’t look like an invalid.

Tawny muscles rippled all over his torso, and the emerging three-ringed skin marking had nearly connected into a finished design—covering over the wound. The deep delta V of muscles at his pelvis led down to a huge thoroughly hard cock whose head already seeped precum.

“Hmm.” I licked my bottom lip, gaze roving over Jedrek’s completely virile body. “I don’t think the healer would approve.”

Standing up behind me, Dex slipped the robe from my shoulders.

Jedrek hissed in a breath through his teeth.

My hips swung from side to side, and Dex’s rough palms stroked upward from my waist to my breasts. He lifted the white mounds as if offering them to Jedrek who sat straighter in the bed a few feet away from us. Using his thumbs, Dex tweaked my nipples into high peaks as my head lolled back against his bare chest.

One of Dex’s hands left me, and I heard the rustling of clothing behind me.

When he made contact with me again, he was completely naked. With a dip of his knees, he slipped his cock between the juncture of my thighs. He seated his full firm length against the dewy lips of my pussy. His cock so thick, so erect, the veiny shaft and swollen head extended far beyond my legs.

I whimpered.

Dex grunted.

Jedrek groaned. His silvery irises flashed with radiant need, and his hand fell to his heavy balls, so full of seed.

A hand on the side of my neck, Dex encouraged me to turn my face, to meet the thrust of his tongue with my mouth as he glided his cock along my engorged greedy cunt. I dripped all over him, moaning into his kiss, only turning back to Jedrek when he cursed.

His jaw tight, muscles bulging, cock fisted in a firm grip, he ordered, “Stop teasing me and come suck my cock, dammit.”

“Will that cheer you up, meehra?” I asked, and Dex reached low to slap his fat shaft against my unquenched pussy.

“Now,” Jedrek commanded.

“I think he means business.” Dex drew his cock back through my lush lips, inciting me further.

He prowled onto the bed with primal male grace, the muscles from his boulder-like shoulders to his delicious ass to his massive thighs clenching and releasing. I followed with a slow saunter, capturing both males attention.

Jedrek widened his thighs, making space for both of us. I crawled beside Dex, and we lowered our mouths. But before either of us engulfed the broad cap of Jedrek’s cock, Dex drew my mouth to his. He traced my lips with his tongue then slowly, richly delved inside. My breasts felt heavy, and Jedrek’s prick lurched, hitting my neck and leaving a dribble of precum on my skin.

Dex drew back with a lush smacking sound then angled my neck. He homed in on the drop of preejaculate and licked it up.

I scanned across Jedrek’s spread form, and his sharpened gaze strayed to mine.

“Suck me.” He slapped the heavy rod of his dick against my cheek.

I latched onto the wet head, moaning when musky heat exploded across my taste buds. He was so large I couldn’t take much, but oh how I savored his taste, his incredible hardness, his enormous rampant rod.

Dex shifted lower, and I heard his wet slurping from below.

“Oh yeah. Suck my balls, meehra.”

Looking below the thick rod embedded in my mouth, I saw Dex devouring Jedrek’s testicles. His beard was damp, lips reddened, eyes shut, and he lapped luxuriously.

I whimpered, slick between my legs, so turned on. The both of us servicing Jedrek was the sexiest moment in my life.

My saliva flowed down Jedrek’s straining shaft, and I grasped him in two hands, twisting, sucking, wanting his cum.

“Can you smell our mate, Dex?” Jedrek’s voice was a thick low rumble.

Dex licked up over my stroking fingers, his mouth searching for mine. When his lips crushed against my mouth, I met his tongue. Rising to my knees, I crashed my soft breasts against his hard chest, aroused beyond belief.

Dex drew back, his nostrils flared. “She’s wet.”

“Check for us.” His cock standing between Dex and me, Jedrek again doled out the sexual orders.

Clasping the nape of my neck, Dex held me still while one hand roamed down across my breasts, my belly, and farther. His fingers slid over my slit then into the squelching heat.

I shuddered, my forehead dropping to his shoulder.

The hot wet sound of my cunt clearly audible, Jedrek said, “Put that pussy on my face.”

My heart beat fast in my chest as Dex rearranged me. He placed my knees on either side of Jedrek’s head, my breasts sliding against his chest, my mouth down near the sturdy cock filling my vision.

Dex reappeared, a wicked grin widening his reddened used lips, and he went back down on Jedrek. I followed him, tracing the throbbing veins on Jedrek’s tremendous tool before sucking the overripe head into my mouth. Every so often Dex’s and my tongues met, tangled, twined on the fat shaft we shared between us.

Then Jedrek pulled me down by my waist and speared my pussy with his tongue.

I screamed around the thick meat filling my mouth, arching back, shoving for more.

Jedrek sucked on me and kissed me. He spread my labia and tasted me deeply. Every single nerve in my body sang, from my nipples to my clit to my tongue still dancing along his cock.

He took my clit between his firm lips, and his fangs teased with the lightest touch.

Shivers ran along my body. My nipples ached, rubbing against his solid muscles.

I wanted his cum.

Every time I moaned, Dex grunted. He came up to meet my mouth, take my lips, twine his fingers in my hair.

Then he’d force me back down to the stiff tower of cock we both feasted on.

I humped back onto Jedrek’s face. I fell forward onto his dick. I rose up to kiss and lick Dex’s mouth.

With a buck of his groin, Jedrek started spraying. My eyes widened, and I caught the first stream on my tongue. Dex grabbed the other male’s jerking cock and aimed the next milky white ropes into his mouth, swallowing loudly.

Between my thighs, Jedrek’s grunts vibrated. He thrust his fingers inside me. Licking and biting and plunging, he made me come so hard I cried out, back arched. And Dex rose, supporting me.

We shared Jedrek’s taste between our lips, and my orgasm surged higher because Jedrek never stopped licking me.

I whimpered, crawling forward to dislodge his mouth. Dex slipped to the side, rolling next to Jedrek and fisting his hugely engorged erection.

“Who’s gonna take care of my cock now?”

The blond male’s forearm strained, and so did his dick corded with thumping veins.

“Jerk it over us,” Jedrek demanded, his own shaft still straining hard.

Dex grinned wickedly, rising to his knees. I lay across Jedrek, caressing Dex’s rock-hard thighs. Jedrek cupped the heavily swinging sac between Dex’s legs. And Dex? He stroked the taut length, butting the bloated crown each time with his big knuckles.

I tongued around his fingers, my nipples rubbing against Jedrek’s chest.

Then Dex placed a hand on top of my head, tangling my hair in his fingers.

He roared just once before his voice broke.

Hot lashes of cum landed on my tongue, wept down my chin, splattered across my breasts.

Another hoarse shout left Dex’s heaving chest, and he shuffled closer, lowering his cock to Jedrek’s waiting mouth. Controlling his jerking shaft, he ladled more cum onto the other warrior’s mouth, into the other warrior’s mouth.

Jedrek dragged me back down, and we shared the sexy, musky, wet maleness between us, tongues slipping back and forth.

Dex finally flipped to his side next to us, watching our kiss, stroking my back. And then Jedrek guided him closer until we met in a threeway kiss that quickly became heated.

“You’re staying in my bed from now on. Both of you.”

“I don’t take orders from you.” Dex balked with a grin.

“Like fuck you don’t.”

Dex rolled closer, hand stretching across Jedrek’s chest, and he rubbed his jaw along the other man’s. “I love you, meehra.”

“And that’s why you’ll stay in my bed.”

It was . . . incredible watching the two men together. More incredible when they turned their attention on me. Their affection on me.

I slid across Jedrek to kiss Dex. “I think we should do what he says.”

“This time,” Dex allowed.

****

Nusoon season had come in hard and harsh and blown out just as quickly. As soon as the weather cleared and Jedrek was fully back on his feet, the king and queen made the announcement that Baby X and little Fallon were to be blessed at the Temple by the Blind Seer.

 All were to attend.

The two moons hung gloriously, peacefully, in the black velvet sky. Their white beams and the glow of the Temple’s obelisks provided clear luminous light as the entire court gathered for the ceremony. The last royal to be born was Kerta, and that was an incredibly long time ago, so the birth of the twins marked an extraordinarily important occasion.

The entire crowd cheered when Prairie and X made their entrance, walking down from the palace. This was the first time the twins had been presented to everyone, and the two infants seemed remarkably alert—X the Second perched on the king’s arm, Fallon carried by Prairie. The two infants both had eyes as green as the verdra gem, and Fallon had the cutest cap of red curls. Wee X’s hair was a shock of black.

After the family disappeared within the Temple, a hush fell over the gathered celebrants. Though the Blind Seer remained a mystery—appearing miraculously only to the royals and disappearing just as magically—an air of expectancy hung over the crowd like the two moons above, saddled so low in the sky.

I stood between Dex and Jedrek just outside the Temple’s entrance. They were both outfitted in their leather pants and ceremonial chestplates. I’d dressed in a new gown, this dress a shimmering rich red color, one of many that kept turning up in the chambers I’d pretty much moved into with Dex and Jedrek.

We hadn’t discussed the future, but the bond between us only grew stronger with each passing day. I couldn’t imagine not being with them, sharing the big bed with them, standing by their sides.

The sacred ceremony lasted less than half an hour, then the king and queen emerged again. Prairie laughing, X looking far more stern.

He halted in front of Dex, Jedrek, and I, and plump Baby X reached out to grab at Dex’s long beard.

“The Blind Seer wants to see you,” the king announced.

Prairie leaned in, winking. “Get it. The Blind Seer wants to see you?”

“But she’s never shown herself to your subjects before.” Jedrek’s brows cranked down over his eyes.

“Are you questioning me?” One of X’s eyebrows shifted high on his forehead.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Jedrek drolly replied.

“All three of us?” I asked, my voice unsteady.

Dex seemed to grasp the goings-on faster than me, and his blue eyes took on an even more vibrant hue when he turned to me. “Can you love both of us, meehri?”

Suddenly I realized . . . we were about to be mated together by the sacred Blind Seer.

A sort of weird giddy calm stole over me, and I glanced from Jedrek to Dex, both awaiting my answer.

This is where I belong. These two males are my future.

“I already love you both.” Hands held out to them, I beckoned them forward. “Come to me.”