Destined for Two (20 page)

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Rhia stretched on the blanket. The warm sun beating down on her naked back felt like heaven. She’d only been teasing her husbands earlier about shopping. What she’d really wanted to do was spend time with them. Get to know them. And what better way to do that than to spend the morning basking in the sun and swimming? She’d learned a lot about them. She’d even learned that Keenas could be just as playful as Jorel. Keenas had a softer side he apparently didn’t show often. She hoped to change that.

She hated how tense he seemed on Argonia. But Jorel had assured her he wasn’t usually that bad. The upset of finding her and dealing with Morganic, and of course Devlin, had him more stressed than usual.

Devlin. That reminded her. Keenas had said something yesterday about being jealous.

Rising up on her elbows, she watched Jorel dive into the water and Keenas stroll up the small bank toward her. His chest glistened as the sun hit the water droplets, making them sparkle like diamonds. His hair was wet and slicked back from his face, giving him a more rugged look. It suited him, and her body heated as his intense gaze wandered over her exposed backside.

“Don’t you look tempting,” he purred as he stood over her and shook his hair, showering her with cool water.

She squealed and glared up at him. “I had just gotten dry.”

“Yeah, but now I can lick you dry.”

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Leaning down, he licked his tongue over her hip, making her shudder. “Stop that,” she sighed, only half meaning it. “I want to ask you something.”

“Ask me,” he whispered, softly biting down on the cheek of her ass.

Shards of desire pooled between her legs and she swallowed hard to keep from moaning out loud. “I can’t think when you do that.”

“All right.” He sighed like a child who’d been ordered to his room. He rose, allowing her to roll to her back beneath him.

His hands braced on the towel on either side of her shoulders, his knees on either side of her thighs, he looked like a wild animal ready to pounce, and her heart skipped a beat in anticipation. His gaze dropped to her exposed breasts and her nipples hardened at the hungry look in his eyes.

“Oh, that is so much better,” he purred, then flicked his tongue across one nipple, making it tingle.

“Keenas,” she chastised. “Question? Remember?”

“Oh, yes.” He groaned, nipping gently at the underside of her breast. “What was your question?”

“Why are you jealous of Devlin?”

He pulled his mouth away from her chest and stared down at her in surprise. “I wasn’t jealous,” he started.

“Then what was it?”

He sighed, and moved to lie next to her, his leg thrown over hers. Resting on his elbow, he put his hand on her stomach. “I wanted you to be as happy to see me as you were to see him.”

“And that’s not jealousy?” she teased.

“No,” he said, shaking his head in mock seriousness.

Rhia nodded in amused understanding. “Of course not. But I didn’t know you. You’d kidnapped me. Why would I be happy to see you?”

“How about now?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess you’d have to go away for a while before we would know the answer to that.”

He narrowed his eyes, studying her.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“I’m trying to decide if you’re teasing me.”

She laughed. “Of course I am.”

He shook his head, his lips twitching slightly. “I had spent years looking for you. I’d imagined all sorts of scenarios. I just never imagined falling so fast for you. My parents were lucky. Over time they grew to love one another very much. Jorel has always wanted that. I,

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on the other hand, tried to be more realistic. We’d never met. If you’d been raised on Phelisine, it might have been different. We would have seen each other regularly. It’s possible love could have grown. But I tried to not hope.” He took a deep breath and drew gentle circles on the flesh of her stomach. “The first time I saw you at the bar, I was awestruck like a fool. You were beautiful, almost arrogant, and very regal in the way you looked down on everything. Then on the ship when you rose up on that bed, eyes flashing fire, face all red from anger and that finger wagging away at Jorel and I.” He chuckled, making her smile. “That’s when I think it hit me that I wanted you. Not just as a queen, not just as a way to keep the peace, but I wanted you. By the time we reached home, I’d fallen head over heels in love with you, and when I saw you run to Devlin it was like a knife cut into my chest that you’d gone to him first. That you never even looked at me.”

“Keenas,” she sighed, raising her hand to gently trace his lips.

He grasped her hand, gently kissing the tips of her fingers. “I know you love him and you always will. He’s the man who raised you. He is your family. And I will never keep you from him. But I want you to love me too. And Jorel. Both of us.” She smiled and rolled to her side so that she faced him. “But I do,” she whispered.

Glancing around, she tried to find Jorel and was surprised to see him standing over them, his eyes slightly widened in surprise.

“What did you say?” he asked.

“I said I love you. Both of you,” she whispered, then turned to look at Keenas. “I wanted to tell you both at once.”

“That way there’s no jealousy over who you told first?” Keenas asked, his lips spreading into a happy grin.

“Exactly,” she said with a nod.

Jorel laughed, then leaned down to smack her bottom. It stung, sending heat to her core, which surprised her. She never imagined she would like spankings, but decided it might not be a bad idea to explore it a little more later.

“But you did tell Keenas first,” Jorel pouted playfully. “You didn’t know I was standing there, admit it.”

“Oh, come on,” she whined. “Do you really think I’m dumb enough to admit that?” Keenas’s chest shook with laughter. “I think you’ll have to make it up to him, sweet.”

“Make it up how?” she asked, her mind running with all sorts of possibilities.

“Hmmm,” he murmured, raising his fingers to rub at his lips. “How indeed?” His other hand moved to grip his cock, holding it upright as it thickened right before her eyes. She licked her lips, remembering his warm, salty taste and her womb spasmed.

Raising her gaze, she met his as he watched her with lust shining in the depths of his black eyes.

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She knelt before him. His cock jerked as though fighting to reach her, and with a gentle touch, she trailed her fingers down the thick vein that ran the underside. The skin was soft and smooth like heated velvet over hard steel.

“Do that with your tongue,” Jorel said, his voice washing over her like warm honey.

He held the head close to his stomach, holding his cock still as she leaned forward.

Starting at the base, she dragged her tongue along the vein all the way to the underside of his engorged head.

“That’s a good start for an apology,” Jorel whispered. “But don’t stop there.” Smiling, she sucked at his balls, making Jorel growl.

“I like watching you do that, sweet. Lick his cock like your favorite little piece of candy,” Keenas purred from his spot on the blanket.

His cock had grown as well to an impressive size, and juices leaked from her pussy to coat the inside of her thighs.

“Little?” Jorel growled.

Keenas snorted. “I just told her to lick your cock and you zone in on the word little?” Rhia couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled up. She rested her forehead against his lower stomach, her hands gripping his thighs to steady herself as her giggle grew into a full-blown laugh. Jorel sighed, his eyes rolling toward the blue sky above them, which only made her laugh all the harder.

“You’re not helping, little one,” Jorel said, his own voice trembling in amusement.

“I’m sorry,” she said with a wave of her hand. Glancing up at him, she quickly put her fingers over her lips to stifle any more of her giggles. “You just sounded so dejected.”

“And you’re going to be screaming here in a minute,” Jorel growled, but his eyes sparkled in mischief.

“Oh,” she gasped in mock horror. “I’m so scared. Screaming how? In pleasure? Begging for more?”

“You imp,” Jorel snarled, dropping his nose close to hers. “All of the above.” Her flesh prickled with desire. His spicy, outdoor smell surrounded her, flowed through her, making her nostrils flare. Her fingers absently sifted through the hair on his thighs. The muscles bunched and twitched beneath her touch, and she reached around, scraping her nails along the firm cheeks of his ass.

“Promises, promises,” she whispered, then almost grinned at the intrigued widening of Jorel’s eyes.

“I believe our wife needs a good spanking,” Jorel murmured.

“I agree,” Keenas growled.

She sensed Keenas moving behind her, but never took her gaze off Jorel. Her body tensed in anticipation of the oncoming punishment. She’d seen women spanked at the bar --

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seen their desire as their asses reddened beneath the hand of their spanker. Just watching it had turned her on. Even now, waiting in anticipation had her pussy dripping cream.

Keenas’s hand landed on her ass without warning and she gasped as the sting started a chain reaction throughout her body. Her flesh tingled, her blood warmed, her pussy spasmed, even her nipples hardened.

“Hmmm.” Jorel brushed his thumb along her jaw, watching her closely. “I think she likes it.”

Again, Keenas’s hand slapped her hip and she closed her eyes as desire screamed through her. With her hands on Jorel’s thighs, she braced herself against the hard slaps of Keenas’s palm. Every stinging contact made her body shudder and her pussy cream. With a groan, she grasped the base of Jorel’s cock, angling it toward her lips.

She attacked his thick shaft hungrily, sucking it between her lips like a starving waif.

Jorel growled and buried his fingers in her hair, tugging her closer, forcing her to take more of his shaft into her mouth. Relaxing her throat, she sucked him in deeper. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat and she fought against the need to gag. Instead, she focused on Keenas’s palms as he switched from spanking to massaging her burning ass.

“Such a pretty shade of pink,” Keenas purred, gently rubbing his palm over her tingling flesh. “It’s the same shade of pink as that juicy little pussy of yours. Is it wet, Rhianna?” His fingers moved between her thighs from behind and she thrust her ass backward toward his hand.

“Oh, yeah,” Keenas murmured, then gently bit at the side of her neck. “It’s definitely wet.”

His fingers felt so good delving between her folds she found it hard to concentrate on Jorel’s cock. He pulled his fingers free, and then tugged at her hair. She let go of Jorel’s cock with a pop. Keenas slid two wet fingers past her lips and she gasped in surprise, intrigued at her own musky taste.

Her teeth nipped at the tips of his fingers; her tongue circled and licked.

“That’s so damn sexy,” Jorel said.

His balls tightened, drawing up, and her fingers moved to massage them. Jorel moaned, his fingers digging into the flesh at the base of her head. His cock twitched and jerked before her face, and she turned her head, removing Keenas’s fingers to continue licking at Jorel’s cock. Her tongue lapped up the salty precum that had accumulated at the tip, and moved lower to circle just beneath the head.

Keenas’s hands slid lower to cup her breasts and gently knead the firm mounds. Every part of her burned, pulsed with the need to be touched, fucked, filled with their throbbing cocks.

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Keenas removed his hands from her breasts, skimming one lower to her pussy, the other around to thrust into the tight hole of her anus. Four fingers -- two in her ass, two in her pussy -- thrust deep, sending her spiraling like a top.

“Oh, God,” she groaned around Jorel’s shaft as he filled her mouth, slowly thrusting in and out.

His length felt like velvet against her tongue and she clamped her lips around him, tightening her hold as she sucked harder. Jorel groaned his approval as Keenas continued to fuck her mindless with his hands.

“I’m close, Keenas. If you’re going to fuck her, do it,” Jorel growled, his fist tightening around the base of his shaft.

“I’ll fuck her in a minute. I want to see her swallow you.” Leaning over, he whispered in her ear. “Suck him, Rhianna. Make him come down your throat, then I’ll fill your wet pussy with my cock. I’ll give you what I know you want.” With a whimper, she licked her tongue around the head of Jorel’s cock. The purple head appeared strained and angry as though it could burst at any moment. Growling hungrily, she sucked him back into her mouth, her hips moving in time with Keenas’s thrusts. She did want him. She wanted him so bad.

Jorel was getting close. She could tell by the way his fingers clenched and unclenched at the base, by the way his hips jerked toward her mouth. His other hand held tight to her hair, holding her steady as he took control of the movements and slid his cock farther into her mouth.

Closing her eyes, she relaxed her throat and took slow, steady breaths through her nose. Keenas slowed his movements as Jorel gently nudged at the back of her throat. With one swallow, she took all of him. Her jaw ached and the urge to gag almost choked her, but she ignored it and instead concentrated on the intense look on Jorel’s face. His eyes were narrowed, his nostrils flared, his lips partially open. He looked so sexy, so hot.