Chapter Five
ZEHN DIDN’T KNOW if he could last much longer. He took off his clothes. Now standing with his dick pressed against Lore’s fine ass while he played with his bond-mate in front of their third, he was close to spending his seed without much more than a few pumps.
Mandy smelled so sweet. Her cream saturated his senses, and Lore’s as well. A fine sheen of need covered Lore’s cock, making him nice and slick, ready to penetrate their small mate. She would be so tight.
He groaned and rubbed against Lore’s ass, finding a groove in the crease between Lore’s cheeks.
Lore pushed against his hand, close to orgasm from the delicious energy seething among them; Zehn could feel it.
If Mandy took any more time, she’d have to watch as Lore came instead of experiencing it with him.
“Okay.” She blew out a breath. “I’d like to touch, if that’s all right.”
Zehn released his mate’s cock, and Lore took a step toward her.
Mandy blinked. “You’re so big. And…wet?”
“Our females are smaller than we are, so our bodies provide a natural lubrication. The more we desire, the more slick we become.” Lore’s voice sounded like shards of black rock dragged against his throat. “And it’s especially helpful for pairing with Zehn.” He stared at her, his gaze blinding, his hand outstretched once more. “Mandy… Please.”
“That’s as close as I’ve ever heard him to begging.” Zehn was entranced by Mandy’s hand reaching for Lore.
When she put her hand in his, Zehn felt a burst of heat licking him from top to bottom. Mandy gasped, and Lore groaned.
Lore drew Mandy close for a kiss, and Zehn watched with all the hunger inside him.
Lore had to bend down, Mandy was so tiny. But the passion scorched Zehn through his connection to his bond-mate, and now to Mandy.
When Lore pulled back, it was to show Mandy his fullness. To Zehn’s surprise, it appeared as if Lore’s shaft had grown thicker.
“Oh.” Mandy reached out a hand toward him, then drew back, hesitant. “Can I touch you?”
As if they hadn’t been begging her to before. “Yes.”
Zehn watched, mesmerized, as Mandy’s small hand stroked Lore’s cock from tip to stem. Lore widened his stance, and the gracious female cupped his full balls.
“I’m close,” he warned in a growl.
Mandy didn’t seem to heed him, or she was too taken with Lore’s member to care. Like Zehn, who just wanted to watch his mate explode.
“Stroke him again. Hold him, like this.” Zehn stepped aside to show Mandy what to do, using his hand on himself.
She gaped at him as she saw that he too had grown larger than usual, his body slick with need.
“I’m—I just—I think I felt that. In here.” She lowered a hand to the space between her legs. “How is that possible?”
“We’re tied. Phelthar,” Lore rasped, impatient. “Female, again.”
Worried Lore might have scared Mandy with his fierce desire, Zehn watched as she obeyed with seeming pleasure. She nibbled her lower lip, and he wanted nothing more than to lick the sting away.
Then she rubbed Lore’s balls and wrapped her small hand around him, her fingers not quite touching. One tug, and Lore gasped, his seed shooting over Mandy’s belly. The climax lasted longer than it should have, and Zehn was stunned to see Lore’s second seed soaking into Mandy’s clothing before it disappeared.
“What happened?” She sounded fascinated, not put off at all, thank the Maker.
“Lore gave you his second seed,” Zehn murmured, feeling his bond-mate’s embarrassment to have lost such utter control. “It’s a gift, and no higher praise to a worthy female.”
Mandy had released her hold on Lore and stared at her hand. “It’s gone.”
“It absorbs into the skin. A marker of sorts. But our first seed, that which I would give you, is different. Would you like to see?” he managed, painfully aroused.
