I needed to make her beg.
Nial’s hand glided from her neck, over her breasts, lower. Jessica’s breathing became breathy pants as he moved his hand lower, over her abdomen. He stopped inches shy of her core as their eyes held. He teased her with what could be.
“Say yes, Jessica.” He kissed her once. Twice. “Let go and say yes.”
I saw her fingers dig into Nial’s shoulders, perhaps a quick release of need or a quick burst of acceptance. She fought herself, not Nial, in her decision making. “Yes.”
He rewarded her, sliding his hand down between her parted thighs and slipping two fingers deep as he took control of her mouth.
She bucked against his hand, her soft whimper of need music to my ears as he removed his fingers, now soaked with her wet juices. He held his hand up away from her body completely, making room for me to take his place.
Slowly, reverently, I touched our mate for the first time, replacing Nial’s fingers with my own. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, her hot, wet core surrounding me with welcome.
I fucked her slowly, moving my fingers in and out of her body in a smooth glide designed to bring her pleasure, but not release. I wanted her frantic for my tongue on her clit. I wanted her to beg me to taste her.
Teasing her softly, I explored her clit with my thumb as I finger fucked her, but I did not give her the pressure she wanted. She moaned in protest, lifting her hips into my touch, her mouth open, taking Nial’s tongue deep as he gave her no time to think, only to feel. He held her head still, one hand buried deeply in her hair at the base of her neck. His control of her made me harder still. We would give her exactly what she needed, and she would allow it. She would submit.
Nial lowered his free hand to the front of the strange garment covering her breasts. I watched, fascinated, as a cyborg attachment emerged from the tip of his first finger, razor sharp, and cut through the fabric in less than a second, then retracted and disappeared. The garment sprang open from the center, exposing firm, full breasts with pale pink nipples. She gasped, one hand lowering from Nial’s neck to try to cover herself.
Nial wrapped his hand around her wrist and lifted it back to his neck. She gave in, burying her fingers in his hair as his hand closed over one full globe, plucking and playing with her already hard nipples.
I fucked her a bit faster and explored the roof of her core, searching for the sensitive place I had read all human females had, a mythical G-spot that gave them much pleasure. Her inner walls were so slick, so hot and clenched down on my fingers when I found it…
“Oh, God.”
Jessica tore her mouth from Nial’s and looked down her body. She froze when she saw me kneeling there, my fingers buried to the hilt in her pussy and Nial’s hand on her breast.
“Oh, my God.”
She tried to close her legs, but I knelt between them, my shoulders forcing her knees to remain wide. I held her gaze as I slowly removed my fingers, sliding them deep again, brushing the spot inside her I knew would make her wild.
“Hello, mate.”
I fucked her again, a little harder, watching her eyes widen as Nial took his cue from me this time. He pinched her nipple and nibbled on her ear with a little less gentleness as I fucked her with my fingers, relieved that she had no maidenhead. I did not feel like being gentle. I could not be gentle.
She didn’t refuse me, but she didn’t welcome me either, her body still tense. I slowed my pace and lowered my lips, placing a kiss over her engorged clit, flicking it with my tongue as I breathed in her womanly scent. So ripe, so hot, so perfect. I kissed one creamy thigh, then the other.
She shuddered and turned to meet Nial’s gaze. “This isn’t right. What are—I mean—” Jessica shook her head, even as her pussy clenched down on my fingers, demanding more than the soft kiss I’d given her. “I don’t understand this. I can’t feel this way with two people.” She squeezed her thighs, trying to close them again. “I don’t know you and… oh, God, I shouldn’t be doing this.”
I grinned against her pussy and laved her clit, watching for her body’s every reaction. I knew she liked it, not because of the hesitancy of her words, but the way her pussy dripped all over my hand.
“Ander is your second mate. He will protect you and care for you, just as I do. Together, we will give you pleasure. This is natural and right on Prillon. You are to be cherished and pleasured by both of your mates, Jessica. It is your right as our bride.” He lowered his lips to hers, tracing them with his tongue as I lowered my head and traced the edges of her clit with mine. “Do you want us to stop?”
As Nial waited for her answer, I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking the sensitive flesh with the tip of my tongue. I sucked harder when she moaned, curving one finger to stroke her on the inside in the way I had already learned pleased her. The way she was responding, the research was well founded.