An Unusual Desconian Marriage (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Rachel Clark Page A

mouth to reply, but the only thing that came out was a deep groan as pleasure wound through her lower body. With her legs stretched so wide around Jaegan’s hips, she was open to them both. Luddeke tapped the base of the toy, sending pulses of heat bouncing all over her. Jaegan started to move faster, lifting and lowering her onto his cock as Luddeke eased the toy from her ass and pushed it back in. Again and again they fucked her on Jaegan’s cock and the toy in her ass.
    Deanna almost growled when Luddeke pulled the toy completely from her back passage, but then she felt the head of his cock and pushed back eagerly. Jaegan shuffled back slightly so that he could brace his weight against the wall, the angle perfectly aligning Luddeke’s cock with her ass. He pushed in. His first long stroke filling her back passage at the same time Jaegan’s cock filled her pussy. She panted, barely able to understand the amazing sense of belonging, of being one with these men.
    And then they started moving.
    Every cell in her body went into meltdown, every muscle shook with release, every nerve ending sang with pleasure as her men fucked her senseless. Orgasm after orgasm rolled over her, one barely ebbing before the next began to flow. Luddeke came first, cramming his full length into her back passage as his cock pulsed cum deep into her body.
    Jaegan wrapped his arms around their tredellabina, holding him pressed tightly to Deanna’s back as his own orgasm began. He groaned, pumping shallowly as heat drenched her, the bone-melting orgasm so very strange, the perception of weightlessness making no sense until she finally realized that her legs had dropped from Jaegan’s hips and hung uselessly underneath her.
    Thankfully, Jaegan easily held her up, and pressed kisses to both her mouth and Luddeke’s.
    “That was a lovely welcome home,” Jaegan said with a grin. “Maybe I should go away more often.”
    He barked a pain-filled laugh and rubbed the nipple Luddeke had tweaked viciously.
    “Maybe not,” he agreed as they both laughed with him.
     
    * * * *
     
    Hours later, Jaegan lay in bed with Luddeke snuggled up behind him and Deanna curled in his arms. He knew Katarnia should be home soon, she’d already called and explained, but he couldn’t quite shake his disquiet. He probably understood the demands of her job better than anyone, and knew the position she’d been given was challenging and needed her commitment. He was actually very proud of her for getting such an important promotion, but the timing of her increasingly demanding job seemed suspicious. They’d expected that with more staff she’d be able to leave the compound more often, but each day her shifts seemed to get longer instead.
    Was it only coincidence that it was happening at the same time that Deanna had come into their lives?
    Finally, he heard the front door open and Katarnia step into the shower. He managed to untangle himself from the embrace of two of his lovers by lifting Deanna over his torso and pressing her into Luddeke’s embrace. They both murmured quietly but didn’t fully awaken. He watched how easily they cuddled together, smiling to himself as he maneuvered off the bed.
    He found Katarnia in the shower, her hands braced against the wall in front of her, her head tipped forward as hot water ran over her tired muscles. Jaegan knew that exhaustion well, but it usually came after a high-stress, always-on assignment of several very long weeks.
    “Kat,” he said quietly, hoping not to startle her.
    “Hi, Jaeg,” she said without turning around. “Are the others asleep?”
    “Yes,” he said, stepping closer and placing his arms around her middle. She leaned back against him and closed her eyes.
    “We couldn’t talk them out of it,” she said cryptically.
    “Who, baby?”
    “Six human women on the last transport. They took one look at the clothing most Desconians wear and demanded to be returned to Earth.” She sighed sadly and he