15. Nia

“What exactly did you say to all of the other males to make sure none of them took me up on my offer of lovemaking?” I ask from over Beren’s shoulder. Lyath shakes his head, his eyes sliding to the side to look at me as inconspicuously as he can. I give him a wicked grin before continuing to poke our mate. “I mean, Kal seems more than interested in females.”

“Say another male’s name again, Nia,” Beren threatens, his claws pressing into my thigh enough to edge on painful.

Too bad for Beren. I’m not his good mate. No, that title very much belongs to Lyath. I know he knows it, and Beren definitely knows it.

Lyath is fine lying on the bed, not coming for hours.Me? I have ignored, or more like defied, Beren every time he’s tried to pull that ‘don’t come’ bullshit on me. Not that it isn’t hot, but it’s even hotter when he throws me over his knee and slaps my ass a few times before roughly fucking me like it’s a punishment when it doesn’t quite feel like a punishment at all.

So, since I enjoy getting Beren all worked up, and Lyath loves it when I make our mate get even more furious before taking us to bed, I do exactly what he’s asked of me.

“Do you want to know who all I asked to make love with me?” I ask and pause for the briefest moment until Beren tenses before continuing without letting him object. “Well, first was obviously Kal. I think I actually asked him three times. I even said his name to his face. ‘Hey, Kal, do you have any interest in getting to know one another?’ he said no.”

Beren walks faster through the trees. Our home is only a few minutes walk, but that’s plenty of time for me to make him angry.

“I only asked Duan once. He didn’t even say anything in response. He just turned around and walked back down the hall where he came from. Theren sat with me for a meal, staring only at his food. When I finally asked him if he wanted to come to an arrangement, I’m pretty sure he released in his pants.”

“I am going to kill every male you say the name of, you know this, yes?” Beren says through clenched teeth.

“Yeah, sure you will,” I roll my eyes, propping my head up on my hand with my elbow planted on his back. “Now, then, we had Garath, who talked to me twice. Or, more like, I cornered him twice, and he was too kind to walk away. I was told there was an unmated male named Brirk who watches Kendra often, but I didn’t see him even once. I think he was actively avoiding me.”

Beren throws the door to our home open, and I know my time to get him worked up is running out. Not that I think he can get more worked up than he is now. His chest is heaving, and his breathing sounds like hisses with each exhale. I’m sure his eyes are deep red, and I hope he’s barely holding onto himself. I try to think of one more thing to say to get under his scales, but he’s throwing me onto the bed, crowding in on top of me, and getting into my face before I can think of anything clever.

“You wish to know what I told them?” Beren asks with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

Lyath maneuvers onto the bed so he’s sitting behind me, one of his hands is on my shoulder in camaraderie. Beren pushes my legs further apart, his abdomen lying between them. I wish it were his groin, but he’s too tall for his face to be near mine while he’s inside me. Plus, right now, I love his fury and passion being this close.

“You want to know how I tracked each and every male down, whether they were mated or not, and told them that if they even looked to be showing an interest in you, I would take great pleasure in sealing their pockets.”

“I told them if I even suspected them of showing you interest, I would not hesitate to protect what is mine. I do not share unless it is with Lyath, and even that is a gift that I give to each of you. You are both the most important creatures in my life. No one touches you, no one entertains you, and if I had my way, no one else would ever speak to you. Seeing as that is cruel, I do not hold you to that standard. I will be goddess damned if I were to let you bed another. To even think of you making love with another—“

I cut off Beren’s rant with my lips on his. He startles but eases as his tongue flicks out of his parted lips and lashes against mine. I won’t let him in like he wants. No, I suckle and bite down on his lower lip until I hear a hiss rumble low in his chest. The sound has a smile splitting across my face. I look up at him with hooded eyes. There’s one single question on my mind.

“Do you want to fuck me so hard I forget about wanting to bed just any male?”

Beren’s lips pull back in a snarl, his teeth snapping together near my face. “I will remind you who you belong to if it is what you need.”

He looks up at Lyath, who’s leaning against the headboard. His eyes trained on where Beren and I are so close to one another. His hand is still on my shoulder, rubbing lazy circles on my skin with his thumb.

“I wish I could feel your lips on mine, too,” Beren says. His eyes return to black and soften as he stares at Lyath.

Lyath’s body goes rigid and his eyes go wide before he tries to keep his nonchalance. A lazy smile pulls on his lips as he keeps his cool. Something he will lose as soon as Beren tells him not to come the first time. “You just want to feel my lips on your cock.”

Beren’s lips pull up in another snarl, and he crawls up my body until his hardness is rubbing against me. He grabs Lyath by one of his horns and tugs his head closer. Their foreheads rest against one another. A low hiss vibrates through Beren as he continues to grind himself into me.

“I wish for all the soft touches as well, Lyath,” Beren says, his jaw clenching before he cups Lyath’s face in his palm and releases his horn. His whole body seems to soften—well, all of him except for one part. “I want you both, always.”

Lyath makes a soft huffing sound and then chuckles under his breath. “You have us both in this life and in the next if we are all lucky enough. Now, make love to your female mate so I may use her next, yes?”

I stop trying to get Beren’s pants down his hips when I hear the utter defiance in Lyath’s tone. He defers. Sure, he teases Beren like I do, but as soon as he’s in bed, he does what Beren tells him. He definitely doesn’t tell Beren that he expects to get to fuck me.

“You wish to tell me what to do?” Beren asks.

“I thought I would see how it feels,” Lyath whispers. It sounds like he’s preparing to be chastised. He isn’t yet. Knowing Beren, he’ll be punishing Lyath soon.

“I see,” Beren says. He turns his eyes down to me, and my hands stop moving when I see the intensity in his eyes. “How do you feel about my mate telling me he is going to fuck you?”

I shoot Beren a wicked grin that has him preemptively narrowing his eyes at me. “I love when Lyath fucks me, sometimes it’s even better—“

Beren pulls his pants down in one tug and then rips my shorts with his claws before I can tell him not to ruin one of my only pairs. Not that it would deter him when I was about to tell him I like it better when Lyath fucks me. He thrusts into me in one quick motion. I’m already so turned on there’s only slight resistance as my body works to accommodate him.

“Fuck,” I cry out. My hand shoots behind me to find Lyath’s, so I can hold him. It’s something we’ve started doing when Beren is being mean to one of us, and the other has to watch.

Beren doesn’t keep his eyes on me as he continues to thrust into me. No, he turns all his attention on Lyath as though I’m barely even a part of this.

“How many times do you think you could release inside my mate?” Beren asks.

He moves his hand back around Lyath’s horn to keep their faces close so neither of them is tempted to look down at me. I stare up at them, my mouth open as my moans fill the air. I squeeze Lyath’s hand, and he squeezes back, telling me that even if they’re pretending to ignore me, they’re both acutely aware of my presence.

“Many, many times,” Lyath says.

“Good.” Beren clenches his teeth together as he twitches inside of me, filling me before finally stilling. “I want you to make love to her until I tell you to stop.” Beren pulls out of me, his eyes turning down to me as he lowers his body away from between my legs. He stops moving when his face is close to mine. “You will take him until I tell you to stop, do you understand?”

“You think you can get me to tap out?” I ask, arching a brow at him. It doesn’t have the desired effect. Probably because I look thoroughly fucked right now.

“No.” Beren smiles at me, his eyes flashing in wicked amusement. “I hope you do not because I want Lyath to enjoy the last time he will be allowed to release for the foreseeable future.”

Lyath makes a distressed sound in the back of his throat before releasing one of my hands and reaching for Beren.

“My mate thinks you can pleasure her better than me,” Beren says with a bite in his words. “How else am I to punish you other than to take away your pleasure until I am content you have learned not to do it again?”

“Not to do what?” Lyath asks. His eyes go wide, and his body shakes with anticipation.

“That is for me to know,” Beren says, his eyes glimmering with glee when Lyath’s face falls. “Do not fret about that now. Right now, you need to be making love with Nia. Yes, as much love as you can. If she is not thoroughly satisfied by the time you are done, I may need to prolong your punishment.”

“I am to be a poor lover but satisfy her?” Lyath asks, his voice cracking slightly as he tries to make sense of what Beren wants. That’s the beautiful part of this arrangement, though. He doesn’t need to know or even understand Beren’s reasoning because the only reason he needs to treat Lyath the way he does is that he enjoys it.

“Beren,” my voice is whiny as it leaves me. Mostly because he just found his own release and didn’t make sure I came. He’s always good about reciprocating, even if it happens after he finds his own pleasure.

Beren shakes his head as he strokes my cheek. “Find your pleasure on Lyath’s cock since he is a better lover than I am.” He pauses, his head cocking to the side. “Maybe I am done being the one to bring you pleasure. I can let Lyath do that for you, and only when he is being good enough to be rewarded. Yes, this seems a fitting punishment for both of you.”

I open my mouth to argue, but Beren is placing his finger on my tongue, and my traitorous lips wrap around it and suckle before I can think better of it. I glower up at him, but he just snorts as I continue to suck on his finger. He keeps it in my mouth until he’s happy. When he pulls it out, he wipes my spit on his tunic.

“I need to go get my mates some food and water.” Beren stands from the bed and motions for Lyath to take his spot. “Lyath, get between her legs, and when I come back, we will see if you have pleasured each other enough.”

Lyath scrambles out from behind me and takes Beren’s spot between my legs. His face stays close to mine for a moment. He looks at me with an eagerness I understand without him needing to say anything. I know what he wants since he’s so easy to read.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. I find his lips with mine and give them the same treatment I gave Beren before he fucked me. Lyath makes a soft hissing sound in appreciation. Beren chuckles before grabbing Lyath’s horn and trying to pull his face from mine. I don’t give Lyath up easily. I keep myself wrapped around him even as Beren tries to separate us.

“I expect him to at least try to make love with you, Nia,” Beren says, trying to get me to let go, but I’m like a parasite now that I know what Beren wants. Lyath seems happy to have both of our attention, so he’s here for the ride. I wrap my legs around his abdomen, my arms locking around his neck.

“Kiss me back, Lyath,” I whine against his mouth, and that’s all it takes for his hiss to grow louder and his arms to wrap tight around me as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. The aliens can’t really kiss, but they don’t mind trying to throat fuck me with their tongues when I allow it.

“Fine, fine,” Beren says, releasing his hold on Lyath’s horn and letting us fall back to the bed. Lyath makes quick work of rolling us. I’m still wrapped up in him, but now he’s on his back, and I’m straddling him. “I expect much lovemaking by the time I get back.”

Lyath makes a sound that’s meant to be words, but we can’t make anything out with his tongue in my mouth. I run my nails down his shoulders, telling him he better not stop. One of his hands leaves my hips, and he holds it up and signals to Beren. I hear a soft laugh and then the soft pounding of Beren’s feet on the floor. The door closes shortly after, and Lyath and I are left alone.

Lyath and I make out for a few more minutes until the heat building in my core is too much. I’m mewling into his mouth, needing more attention. I place my hands on his shoulders and push myself up until I’m sitting on his abdomen.

“Want me to fuck you, Lyath?” I ask, my eyes gleaming in desire.

“Very much, yes.” He nods.

His tongue flicks out between his lips like he wants it back in my mouth. Too bad for him because I have to shimmy down his body until I’m straddling his hips. I position him at my entrance and slowly descend down, loving how his fingers press hard into my hips.

“I’m not going to last very long,” Lyath says through gritted teeth, his eyes lock onto where we’re becoming one.

I drag my hands down my body, only pausing for a brief moment to pinch my nipples before letting one of them trail further. I stop when I have a hand between my legs so I can rub myself as I fuck him in slow rhythmic rocks.

“Don’t hold back,” I murmur. “You’re supposed to fill me up. We wouldn’t want to disappoint our mate, would we?”

“Oh, most definitely not,” Lyath gasps out the last word as his dick twitches inside of me, his seed flooding me in an impressive amount, making me wonder when the last time Beren let him come was.

I chuckle to myself, wanting to know if I shouldn’t have dragged it out a bit more. Instead, I keep up the same pace, bring myself to orgasm, and continue to fuck Lyath until we hear the sound of rain on the roof of our home. The sound has us both stopping, all of the fun leaving because the storms are starting, and our mate isn’t here.