Sex Me Sweet
By Tianna Xander & Bonnie Rose Leigh
Copyright 2007, eXtasy Books
Genre: Fantasy,shapeshifter,menage a trois,science fiction, m/m,romance,series
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Ariella, dragon princess and twin to Arabella, set out with the other Children of the Triads, not only in search of Ryo’s lost people, but in hopes of finding a mate or mates for herself. Little did she know that a mission on her brother-in-law’s home planet would bring her face to face with the two men that were meant to be hers. But, can she accept that Demit and Xymus are already mated–to each other? And will they have room in their hearts to accept her as their third?
Excerpt
An early evening breeze stirred the hair at Xymus’s neck, cooling his sweat-slicked skin. He tossed his head back, shuddering in pleasure. Beneath him, Demit shifted his hips. “Please, Xy… I need this.”
Xymus ran his hand down the long length of Demit’s smooth back, trailing his fingers down his mate’s spine. He loved to make Demit wait for his pleasure, make him beg for release. There was nothing like it. Nothing like it at all—not for either of them. The exquisite agony of delayed release only made their lovemaking that much more animalistic when they finally unleashed their control. “You will wait until I say otherwise, mate.”
When Demit groaned in frustration, Xymus merely smiled. He did so love his mate, loved torturing him with the wait, but even though he wanted to delay their release, minutes, hours longer, he knew he couldn’t. Not only was his own need for release building to unimaginable heights, but they’d been away from their duties too long already. They both needed to return to their work. It meant so much to their people.
Gripping Demit’s hip with one hand, Xymus slowly scissored the fingers he had lodged in Demit’s ass, loosening the muscles to prepare him for their lovemaking. And it was lovemaking. Many Hienial Halflings took male lovers until they could find a female to mate with, but Demit and Xymus had always known that they were mates, that they were destined to be together. If at times it seemed that something was missing in their relationship, they turned to each other, more aggressive in their mating than usual. Today was one of those days.
Xymus and Demit both woke this morning, a feeling of impending change hanging heavy in the air and, instead of reporting to duty, they’d taken the day off to escape. They’d hiked several kilometers to the cave system they’d located with their friend and leader, Viktor, hoping a few hours of solitude would help them deal with the growing sense that something would soon happen to separate them.
Enough of that, Xymus admonished himself. He had Demit right where he wanted him—on his hands and knees waiting for his cock to tunnel into his ass. When Demit began to rock back against Xymus’s fingers he knew the time had come.
With one knee in the soft soil and the other leg bracketing Demit’s hip, Xymus slowly withdrew his fingers, certain that he’d stretched Demit’s back entrance enough that he’d feel only slight pain when Xymus entered him. He wanted just enough stimulation to drive him mad.
Picking up the bottle of lubricant they’d brought from their quarters, Xymus squirted a liberal amount on his hand then quickly worked the length of his cock with the gel-like substance. It would kill him if he’d hurt his mate, even accidentally. Unlike some of the Hienial-Halflings, neither he nor Demit enjoyed much pain in their mating so they always made sure to have plenty of lubricant on hand.
“Dammit, Xymus! What are you waiting for?”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me, Xy. But if you’d don’t take my ass soon, I might beat the shit out of you.”
Xymus chuckled. Taking his cock in hand, he placed it at Demit’s back hole. “Relax,” he whispered to his mate, feeling the tension running through Demit’s body. “Push back.”
As gently as he could, Xymus eased into Demit’s ass, past his sphincter until the head of his cock was lodged inside his mate. He groaned as the tight ring of his lover’s ass squeezed his cock like a fist. Ever so slowly, he entered Demit, inch by inch, until fully seated. Only after he let Demit get used to his invasion did Xymus run his hand around Demit’s waist and grip his cock.
“By the Goddess, Xy. I need you. Please…”
Their passions got the best of them. Both unable, or unwilling, to draw their mating out any further, Xymus used his hand to stroke Demit’s cock as he slowly eased out of his ass. When only the head remained lodged in Demit’s back entrance, he surged forward, tunneling his length into his mate with ever increasing force.
Within seconds, both men were groaning, quivering in pleasure and need. In and out, he thrust, up and down, he stroked. Both reaching toward completion. Moans and groans echoed against the cavern walls. Sighs and grunts bounced off the dirt floors and rocky ceiling. Faster and faster, he pounded into his mate’s ass. Faster and faster, he stroked his mate’s cock.
Beneath his hand, Demit’s cock pulsed, growing harder and thicker as his need for release continued to mount. Their need rode them both as Demit rocked faster and faster, driving his ass toward Xymus’s rigid cock. “By the Goddess, Demit… I am so close.”
“Me too,” his mate groaned.
“Together then, mate… Together.”
Demit nodded, rocked back harder. Sweat pooled at the base of his spine. If they had more time, he’d slow down, make Demit beg for release, but they didn’t have more time. Already Xymus could feel the urge to come tightening his balls. He’d be lucky to make it another five seconds before reaching his release.
As Demit’s cock thickened and began to spurt his cum onto the cavern floor, Xymus let loose his control, giving himself over to his climax. Over and over, he spurted into his mate’s ass, until the come began to drip out and onto the soil beneath them. The ever strengthening sensation of his lover’s ass squeezing down on Xy’s cock matching each jet of come from Demit’s shaft nearly drove him to madness.
“Aghh…” Xymus groaned, before collapsing against Demit’s back. “By the Goddess, any more pleasure and I’d keel over under the strain.”
Beneath him, Demit chuckled. “Ahh…but what a way to go.”
Xymus snorted. “True, so true.” Knowing that their time alone grew short, Xymus eased out of his mate, sitting on his heals. “Are you okay, Demit? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Demit turned his head toward Xymus, a sated smile on his face. His blue eyes flashed with humor. “And it hurt so good, too.”
Slapping Demit’s ass, Xymus made to stand. They should be getting back. It would be dark soon, and the nights grew chilly out here in the desert. Before he could reach for his pants, Xymus’s emergency alarm shrieked through the cave.
“Someone has entered the ship. We must get back before they attempt to access the console. I’m sure there are traps laid in the program for an unsuspecting novice.”
Demit nodded, dressing quickly. Even if they left now, they wouldn’t reach the ship for another two hours. They both knew it might be two hours too long. As he pulled his boots on, Xymus silently prayed to the Lady Goddess that their enemy hadn’t returned or all would be lost.