Stolen - Nhys Glover Page 0,73

their desire for me all this time. All but Lain, who seemed unable to control his jealousy.

“Would you guys feel weird having sex with me at the same time?” I asked, again more out of curiosity than out of some strong drive to have a threesome.

It would have been my last wish back on Earth, but here and now I was oddly not opposed to it. If we had to do this thing, then why not do it as a threesome?

“Won’t that scare you?” Meida asked in surprise.

I thought about it for a moment. I hadn’t been touched by any more than one renegade at a time. And there had been very limited touching, beyond getting me into position to be taken. I kind of preferred the idea of being touched by them both until my desire kicked in.

“No, I don’t think so. Maybe if we just started out touching. Me in the middle. I’m not sure how it’ll work, but we can play it by ear,” I suggested nervously.

Meida looked at Nial who nodded. In the next instant, they were both naked, their cocks already starting to harden. I drew my gown over my head and sucked in a shocked breath as cool air caressed my naked flesh.

Keeping my eyes averted, I lay down on the blanket and patted either side of me. One red Danan body dropped in on my right and a green body dropped down to my left. The silence was only broken by our harsh breathing.

“This feels unnatural and forced,” I said, already starting to think better of my plan.

The guys were just as uncomfortable as I was, but Nial resolutely reached out and placed a gentle hand on my stomach. I gasped in a breath.

“All right?” he asked, his mouth suddenly close to my ear.

I nodded, unable to find words.

Meida followed suit, placing his hand on my neck. Slowly, they began to move their hands, exploring and stroking, the caresses tentative but determined. I ran one palm across rock hard abs while, on the other side of me, I ran my palm over equally hard pecs. I wondered if they’d crush me between them if we tried to form a sandwich.

The idea excited rather than horrified me. I could do this, couldn’t I? These young males were part of my pod. I knew that with every fiber of my being now. I could no more reject them than I could kick a puppy.

But these Danan warriors weren’t puppies. They were grown males with outrageously gorgeous bodies. Even in the darkness I could feel the beautiful symmetry of their forms. The heat and smoothness of their skin. The tenderness that came through every caress. This was no gang bang or one night stand. No hook-up just so I could say I’d done something kinky. No, this was so much more than that. It was a marriage of sorts. Probably the only marriage I would now ever have.

I turned onto my side so I could kiss the mouth there. Meida’s mouth. He drew me in close, enjoying his first kiss. It was as tentative as all of his actions, but not insensitive to my needs. In fact, my needs seem to be the only needs he considered.

As I opened my mouth, inviting him in to explore with his tongue, I felt Nial drawing in behind me. His lips and fangs trailed over my shoulder and into the sensitive spot between neck and shoulder. When I moaned into Meida’s mouth, both males stiffened with concern.

“I’m fine. It’s pleasure. I’ll probably do a fair bit of moaning, and once you’ve been inside me you’ll understand why,” I murmured into Meida’s mouth.

My lovers, my podmates, relaxed. Their hands began to explore with more focus and intensity. Their blood was up now. And so was mine. The gentle tenderness was becoming a thing of the past. We wanted more. And though I knew they had only a rudimentary understanding of what more they needed, I knew their body’s innate knowledge would kick in to guide the way. It had happened that way with both Rian and Lain; I expected nothing less with these two.

One of my arms was around Meida’s shoulder, caressing every inch of skin I could touch there, as his tongue danced with my own. My other hand dropped to find Nial’s, which was stroking my thigh and stomach. His wary avoidance of places more intimate was driving me crazy. I needed his hand on my breast, kneading