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“Do you need assistance in removing the rings from your nipples?” Zed asked, pointing to the now unnecessary features.

Violet looked down as if she’d forgotten they were there. She cu

pped a breast, carefully worked the ring. The glue that affixed them was strong, but with a moment’s work, she was able to pry it free.

I groaned at the sight of her cupping herself, touching herself. The now unadorned nipple was hard, the tender flesh reddened from the glue and working the ring free. She carefully removed the gold from the other, let the chain drop to a small pile on the lush ground.

“Fuck, yes,” I breathed. This was how I liked her. She was natural and gorgeous, perfect to my Viken sensibilities. It was impossible to miss Zed’s and Axon’s cocks, how they, too, were rock hard for her through the Trion robes they wore.

“I do not know what skinny dipping means,” I replied. “But if it’s having you naked and in that warm pool of water, then I haven’t tried it either. But we will share this first together.”

We watched as she walked into the water, the slope gentle as the water went up to her waist. In one smooth motion, she dove forward and went under the water, coming up with a gasp of air and a smile. Her dark hair was sleek and long, dripping down her back. Her breasts bobbed in the water, the pink nipples hard and visible just beneath the surface.

Oh yes, I was all for skinny dipping.

Ditching the remainder of my Trion robes, I followed her in, the water as warm as she said. I dipped beneath the surface as well, opened my eyes and saw Violet’s legs, the folds of her pussy. Swimming for her, I grabbed her and lifted her into my arms as I breached the surface. Her skin was slick still from the oil, the water beading.

She gripped my shoulders and laughed.

“Ah, mate, I love to see you smile. Your happiness means that I am happy.”

Splashes came from behind us and in seconds, Axon and Zed joined us. We stood so we surrounded her. Violet was in the middle, just where she belonged.

With her in my arms, her feet were off the ground, but all three of us could stand. The bottom of the pool was soft with moss beneath my feet. Sliding my hands down from her waist to her ass, I cupped her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My cock nestled between us, pressing into our bellies, thick and long. I knew my pre-cum seeped from the tip and coated her skin, but in the water, the power of it was diluted and all she did was whimper, then moan.

Zed and Axon looked to each other, then me. Nodded.

Fark yes.

We would take her here. The first time. We would not stop fucking her until we were all sated and I didn’t think it would be for hours. And hours.

The dust of the outpost was washed away. The sweat from the heat of the two suns was gone. The world outside of the oasis did not exist. All that was important was right here in my arms.

Zed and Axon each took one of her hands and helped her lay back so she floated on the water’s surface between us. While she lay resplendent and wet, they supported behind her shoulders. Their other hands were free to roam. And they did roam. To her breasts, her belly.

I had two hands free and I reached between us, slid over her slick folds and slid two fingers into her.

“Calder!” she cried, her chin tipping up toward the two suns and her eyes falling closed.

“You’re so tight, so wet,” I murmured. She was so warm, her inner walls rippling and coaxing my fingers deeper. “It’s been a long time, mate. Do you need your men to fuck you?”

“Yes, god yes.”

I would not wait a second longer to give her what she needed. Shifting my hips, I aligned my cock at her entrance and slid deep. The water swirled around us, making my usually hard thrusts slow and languid. She was hotter than the water, my cock coated in her own heat. I knew the second my pre-cum coated her walls, for she stiffened, her legs clamping down about me. Her nipples went tighter and her back bowed. She came. Yes, she’d needed that. What she’d been through, she needed to forget, to just feel. To know her mates would surround her, protect her. Love her. To always give her exactly what she needed.

Fuck, she was a sight. And I’d barely moved within her yet, and now I just held myself still, deep, so fucking deep, and felt her ripple around me and coat me in her cream.

“Look, Zed. Axon. Look how our mate takes a cock. How she is spread out between the three of us. All of us on her. Giving her what she needs. One cock isn’t enough, is it, Violet Nichols of Earth?”

At the use of her full name, she opened her eyes, looked to me and up at Axon and Zed.

She shook her head, her dark hair swirling in the water about her shoulders. “No.”

“You need all three of your mates. You need me, Zed and Axon.”

It wasn’t a question, but a statement. I’d been wrong, but I knew now.

“Yes,” she repeated.


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