He was initially surprised, but he held her close as she explored his mouth thoroughly. Olivier could hear the clunk of Gahariet’s belt hitting the floor.
Then his brother was pulling Phuong out of his arms to put her down. Olivier got naked, the last one to make it onto the bed.
This time, his brother pulled Phuong onto her side. He was higher up on the bed withOlivier behind their mate.
Olivier felt the soft seam between her legs, pushing them apart. His fingers carefully probed the wetness there before finding her clit and rubbing it.
He could hear her enthusiastically blowing his brother. He was getting plenty hot and bothered, remembering what it felt like to feel her mouth envelop him.
Then he went down to the bottom of the bed to eat her out from behind, separating her thighs and pushing his tongue inside of her. He could hear a muffled yelp, which told him that he was doing his job right.
She shook in front of him, and he knew that she had come all over his tongue, her juices flowing freely. She had seemed innocent when they started, but she had picked up bedroom skills very quickly.
Olivier slid up, replacing his tongue with the head of his cock, pushing inside of her body. He licked the salt of her dark skin. She tasted absolutely delicious. He loved the smooth texture of her skin.
He pushed his cock all the way in and he heard her choke on his brother’s cock. She released it and said, “I almost just bit it.”
Olivier
smiled. “Maybe it’s time for us to do something else.”
He withdrew from his mate’s body, making his erection feel cold.
“Brother, why don’t you take her sweet lips? Both of them.”
“With pleasure.” Gahariet began to kiss Phuong while pushing his own cock, wet with her saliva, inside of her juicy body.
Oliver was covered in her juices. He took the wetness and spread it in and around her ass.
This time, she wasn’t nervous and took it like a champ. She was very relaxed and he was able to get into her without any trouble at all.
“That’s so good,” Gahariet moaned. “Mmm.”
Olivier took Phuong’s hip in his hand and began to rock inside of her body, alternating with his brother. When one went in, the other went out. The rhythm was endless, eternal, and primal. It felt like the beat of their hearts. There was something different about Phuong tonight. There was something vulnerable inside of her. Olivier tried to reach into her with his mind. For a while now, she’d distanced herself from her mates.
But tonight the walls were down. Olivier felt her mind right there in the bed. Their mating bond was all the way open. She’d kept them shut out for a long time, but Olivier immediately opened himself to her so that he could merge with her fully.
Olivier didn’t mind that she’d shut them out. She was entitled to privacy if she wanted it. So long as she was there with them, open or not, and willing to love them, they’d be fine.
He knew that the distance had bothered Gahariet, but not in the same way that it had worried Olivier.
For years, they’d dated many of the eligible females in the sector. Sometimes, Olivier felt like he had tried each of the noble and royal females on Vestra.
But Phuong was something even better than any other woman. Any fool could see that she had a great destiny, but her path wouldn’t be smooth.
54
Bad Dreams
Phuong
Phuong twisted in her bed. She was having another dream from the Yore ancestors. It wasn’t a nice dream. Not a nice dream at all.
She was watching an older man with Xuan’s face dying. A Draka soldier had just cut through him with a laser sword.
She was crying, her heart aching. Something inside of her knew that the man was her father. There was a bunch of soldiers on the ground in a ring around him, all wearing golden armor. They must have been the royal guard. And when they had all fallen, her father had, too.
Her heart ached hard as she saw her father die. As Phuong knelt beside him, she watched the light fade from his eyes.