[Ménage Amour: Erotic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, M/M, Dom/sub]
Being orphaned twice, tragedy defined starship captain Aine Lorcan’s early life. As a result, she buried herself in her work and earned her “Ice Queen” nickname. When she crash lands after a raider attack, it’s hunky Act’huran Commander Sammuel Jorvis who rescues her.
Sammuel and Ker have searched to find the perfect third to complete their triad. Aine first tries to fight the attraction she feels for Sammuel before giving in to his sinfully hot brand of persuasion. Meeting Ker only cements the love she has for the men and her feeling of belonging.
When duty calls and the Confederation wants her back, she wages a war of conscience. Stay with her men, or fulfill the legacy her two fathers died to help her achieve? Now with one of her men in danger, will Aine’s love burn out, or will she live up to her reputation of Fierce Radiance?
Her first good look of Ker’s naked body filled her with need…and a good kind of fear. Even flaccid, his cock looked huge.
Her pulse raced as desire wound through her, coiling tight and fast as she felt Sammuel’s thoughts, his eagerness to finally make her theirs. Then both men climbed onto the bed. Ker reached for her.
She welcomed his hungry kiss as if she’d kissed him a thousand times before. Sammuel helped her out of the coat, then began to unbutton her shirt.
Ker smiled as he lifted his head. “Ah, my Sammuel is very ingenious. You did not often wear trousers, did you?”
“No,” she admitted. “He preferred easy access.”
Ker laughed. “I wonder where he developed that fondness?”
Sammuel smiled. “I can blame you for that, then, Master?”
“Of course, love.”
Once she lay naked between them, Ker spent long minutes letting his hands roam her body, gently caressing her all over, familiarizing himself with her.
“You are so beautiful, Ki’ato. And already your eyes have turned. What color were they?”
Before she could answer, Sammuel must have mentally replied. “Ah, I see. They were beautiful then. They are even more so now.”
Sammuel changed position, cradling her in his arms while Ker knelt between her legs. “You are sure this is what you want?” Ker asked.
“No offense guys, but please! Yes, it’s what I want!”
Ker smiled and looked at Sammuel. “You have had your hands full.”
“You have noooo idea, Master.”
Ker heartily laughed. “Excellent.” He leaned in and kissed her. “Do you understand what is to happen?”
“Hopefully you’re about to fuck my brains out.”
“Very true. This first time must be…” He looked at Sammuel. She sensed another silent communication. “He told you about our first time together, when I claimed him.”
“Then you understand what will happen. I must claim you, then we take you together.”
She didn’t care. All she wanted was a dick inside her to scratch the erotic itch threatening to take her sanity. “Fine! Do it! Please!”
He bent to one of her nipples and teased it with his lips and tongue and teeth until it stood taut. He repeated with the other. Each deliciously hot pull of his mouth against her breast coiled her need more tightly within her.
He nuzzled her chest. “Are you wet for me, Ki’ato?”
He pushed her thighs farther apart and began stroking his cock with his hand. It grew, thickened, hardened as he pulled on it, milking it, slicking himself with pre-come. She hadn’t seen it in its erect entirety earlier, and its massive proportions widened her eyes.
He smiled. “Relax.” He pressed forward, the large head bumping against her body, rubbing it between her labia until he was in position. He hooked his arms under her knees and lifted her legs, spreading her even wider. His eyes never left hers. “Hard and fast, Ki’ato,” he said. “This time.”
She nodded and reached behind her for Sammuel’s comforting strength.
He plunged into her. She gasped, then realized he wasn’t splitting her apart at the seams as she’d worried. Filled her, yes, almost uncomfortably so, even more than when Sammuel’s large member claimed her. The first stroke plunged deeper than she knew even Sammuel had gone.
Sammuel laced his fingers through hers and bent his lips to her ear. “You are ours,” he murmured.
Ker lifted her off the bed as he thrust, her ass resting on his massive thighs as his balls slapped her flesh with every stroke. She immediately felt the anticipated warm flood, her body opening for him as she arched her back and tried to take him even deeper.
Ker said something to Sammuel in Act’huran. Sammuel kissed her. “Come hard, now!”
Even her toes curled as she screamed, the coiled wire suddenly snapping at his command. Ker’s fingers dug into her thighs as her body clamped down on him, hard, only strengthening the force of her climax.
Sammuel squeezed her hands. “Come again, now!”
She sobbed as her body obeyed him while Ker still fucked her, driving his seed deep into her body.
Ker said something else.
“One more. Come now!”
She closed her eyes as exquisitely painful pleasure rippled through her body. Her muscles clenched tightly around his already huge cock when she felt him harden, grow even larger as he pounded into her body. Then he let out a roar and thrust one last time, deeper than before, and a hot gush of his seed filled her womb.
She felt herself lifted into Ker’s arms. “Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered.
She did, letting her head limply rest on his shoulder. His arms encircled her, and she felt him move, carrying her still impaled upon his member.
He sat. She cracked her eyes open just enough to realize he’d moved them to the chair.
Okay, that’s all she wanted to know. She closed her eyes again and shivered, truly exhausted, ready for sleep.
He said something to Sammuel in Act’huran, and a moment later she felt a blanket tenderly draped over her shoulders. Sammuel kissed her cheek. “You were beautiful, love.”
Her mind churned even as she felt safe and cherished in Ker’s arms, his cock tightly knotted inside her, joining them.
Ker stroked her back. “I love you so much, Aine,” he said as he kissed her forehead. “You are so beautiful, perfect, wonderful.”
She felt new whispers in her mind, different from Sammuel’s presence.
“Yes,” Ker softly said. “This soon. What Sammuel started, we are completing. Almost, still something else we must do.”
She didn’t care. She felt like she floated in his arms even as his cock continued to pulse and throb within her. This had to be the most perfect moment of her life.
Sammuel stood behind her, his body pressed against her back. Ker stroked her cheek. “Open.”
She did and felt Sammuel shift position. His cock brushed her lips.
Automatically, her lips took him in, her tongue sweeping across the slit to immediately taste him before sucking.