Mandy felt nervous, out of her element. But she moved closer, skirting the water to sit on a rock near them. “Okay.”
Lore watched her as he removed his boots and bracers.
“How did you repel a blaster with that? It’s animal hide, isn’t it?”
He nodded. “Xechelln pelts resist your technology. They are soft yet firm underneath.” He walked to her side and handed her one of his bracers. The thing would take up most of her arm yet only covered his forearm. She stroked it, surprised at the supple material under the dense fur. A glance up at Lore froze her.
His eyes glowed, both now green with darts of red at their center. On his chest, patterns flashed, then deepened into a black web of tribal marks that stayed.
Before he could take another step closer, Zehn stepped behind him and put his arms around Lore’s middle. He slowly dragged his hands lower, resting over Lore’s hips.
Mandy shivered. They were so damn sexy.
“Would you like to see all of him?” Zehn asked, his voice husky with seduction.
“Y-yes.” She clenched her legs together, not surprised to feel her body responding. Readying to receive two very well-endowed males.
Lore stood stock still as Zehn slowly removed the loincloth from his body. The loose fabric over his groin protected another covering, which kept his phallus tight to his body. A good thing, because Mandy had a hysterical notion of Lore tripping over his “third leg.” Good Lord, they sure didn’t make them small on planet Ussed.
Zehn tossed Lore’s loincloth away, leaving him completely bare.
She stared, unable to help herself. He had no hair down there, which made him seem just huge. There was no way that thing could fit inside her. Although…
She stopped herself from suggesting they try a few things. Goodness, she’d come to grab her things and go. Maybe a peep show before leaving, but nothing more than that. Yet already she felt the fire blazing inside her and sensed herself readying to go nova if they touched her.
So she drew on her control, feeding the flames to her frustration.
“So much power,” Lore murmured and sucked in a breath when Zehn grabbed his cock, holding him with a large, powerful hand.
“Oh.” She licked her lips, wondering what he tasted like.
“Would you like to touch?” Zehn asked.
Mandy felt like an addict being given free license to overindulge.
An odd lassitude settled over her, a wash of pleasure that drugged her common sense.
“Very much,” she admitted. “But I shouldn’t. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
“I’m already in pain,nueshka,” Lore whispered, his eyes bright, beckoning.
Mandy would only have one night with them. She wanted this, wantedthem. Worst case, if things got a little too out of control, she had all her anti-viral and anti-pregnancy vaccines up to date. What was the worst that could happen?
“Touch him,” Zehn said. “He needs you.”
“Weneed you,” Lore said, and held out his hand.
