Chapter Six
Maxim
“Thank the gods.” Ryston’s words were a fierce whisper as he lowered his head to claim her mouth once more and I used my position to shove the blanket covering our mate’s curves to the floor at our feet. Nothing was between us now, but her.
“Fuck,” I murmured, taking in the beauty before me. Her skin was milky white…everywhere. Well, almost everywhere. Looking down, I could see her nipples were a pale pink and I imagined them turning a lush ruby red when played with. Seeing the black collar about her neck only made me harder, for she was ours and ours alone.
The arousal rose and rose between us as they kissed. While their lips met, while their tongues tangled, I savored it just as sweetly.
Ryston lifted his head, stepped back.
“Hold her, Maxim.”
Gladly. With my hands on her breasts, she wasn’t going anywhere.
Not when I took her nipples between my fingers and tugged, pulled, pinched. The slight bite of pain was a test. When she whimpered, I pinched a little harder. When she cried out my name in abandon, I knew just how much she could take.
Ryston returned with the ATB the doctor had given us and lifted the lid.
“You get Maxim’s cock in that sweet pussy, Rachel, but you also get one of these.”
I released my hold of her nipples, just gently held her breasts, stroked them. She needed to be able to see and think, at least for a minute or two. After that, no thoughts, only feeling.
“Are those—”
“Plugs for your ass,” Ryston confirmed. He glanced up from the box. While I couldn’t see her face, I saw the intensity of my second’s gaze, knew he was focused solely on her. She was first for him and always would be.
Rolling heat came over me. Awareness lit Ryston’s eyes. “You like ass play?”
“Play? Yes, but I’ve never… I mean, I’ve never been fucked there.”
“With a cock, you mean?” I murmured into her ear.
She nodded against my chest.
“Do you like a finger pressing against you as you’re fucked?” I asked.
She nodded again.
I lowered my voice to a near growl and pushed by hard cock into her back, so she’d know just how much I wanted her. “What about a finger deep inside, fucking your ass as a cock fucks your pussy?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“What about plugs? Like having one in, being fucked with one in?”
She whimpered, stared intently at the box and the varied sized plugs.
“I… I haven’t…god, this is so intense. It’s… I can feel your desire along with mine.”
“Yes,” Ryston said, pinning her with a knowing look. “And we both know you want us to play with your ass, prepare that virgin hole for my cock.”
“Yes. Yes, please.”
Ryston, looked through the box, picked out a plug that was narrow and small. By looking at it, Rachel wouldn’t know that it vibrated, but she’d learn that soon enough when it was deep inside her.
Hooking a hand behind her neck, Ryston gently pulled her to him, took her mouth with his. The kiss was wilder this time, raw and out of control, just like he was. There was no holding back with him. I was a thorough lover, powerful, lusty, but I didn’t have the reckless urgency of Ryston. He would push our mate, push us both, and count on me to rein him in when he went too far, as I did with all things.
There was a reason I was governor of the base, and he our most notorious fighter pilot. Ryston lived for the next rush of danger to race through his blood. He was wild and untamed where I was the solid foundation, the unflappable center. I was the pivot point for the entire base, the anchor. Cautious and deliberate.