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Beren’s thrusts become harsher and more powerful until he’s holding me tight to him. His grip edges on painful, but it only has the warmth inside me growing.

“Come for me, Lyath,” Beren says with a hiss as he begins to twitch with his own orgasm.

Lyath wastes no time coming down my throat, a sob escaping his lips as his pleasure fully engulfs him. I swallow down as much of his seed as I can, and the rest dribbles out of my mouth and down my chin. Beren moves a hand between my legs and begins to stroke my clit as he stays planted firmly inside me.

“You need to find release as well, Nia,” Beren says through gritted teeth as he lowers his body more over mine. Lyath moves from where he was lying and is now helping to support my body so Beren can focus his attention on my pleasure instead of keeping me up.

It doesn’t take Beren long to have me on the edge of my orgasm. Every time Lyath whimpered or cried while we were playing with him, I could feel myself getting more and more aroused. Now that attention is being focused on me, I’m close as soon as Beren touches me. I’m not surprised when he’s only been there for a few minutes before I’m grabbing at the comforter to ball between my fists.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” I cry out as I feel the first ripples of my orgasm begin to bloom in my core.

Beren only makes a soft grunting sound as he continues to stroke me exactly the same and then the world is exploding around me. I don’t know if I call out Beren’s name or not, but I know that I’m thanking him in my head as my orgasm fills me completely and makes my body turn to goo. He strokes me through the high, and Lyath runs shaky hands along my back and arms as I come down.

We all stay tangled together for a moment, our labored breathing the only sound in the room until Beren pulls out of me.

“I need to take care of you,” he says, looking between the two of us.

When he stands from the bed, I crawl into Lyath’s lap and curl up between his legs, letting his arms wrap around me. I trace the scales of his arms and look up at him with adoration in my heart.

“You’re such a good mate,” I whisper to him. He isn’t my mate but I need him to know I appreciate what he did for me today.

“Good, keep saying sweet things to him because he was a strong male today to take our punishments,” Beren says as he strokes Lyath’s cheek. “Tell him many times in many words while I go and get food and cleaning supplies. I will continue telling him how much I appreciate him when I return.”

I turn my attention back to Lyath when Beren leaves the room. Of course, Beren’s still dressed while the two of us are naked. I roll my eyes, knowing it’s probably some control thing. I have more important things to worry about now, such as the male underneath me still trembling from what we put him through today.

I reach up and stroke the wetness from his cheeks. Soft words of praise tumble from my lips. i tell him how proud I am to share a mate with him. I remind him of how good he was for both Beren and me. Soft whispers and murmurs fill the air as his body slows its shaking. When I can’t think of anything else to say, I cuddle close to him and let my soft touches tell him how happy I am to have him in my life.

13

Lyath

We spend much of the evening talking with Nia about how she fits into this mating. As she and Beren begin speaking, I am of no use since I am still coming down from the pleasure they both brought me.

Sometimes, it takes me a little while to return to normal after playing with Beren. That is why he has to hold me and say sweet things. I am very much in a vulnerable place afterward. Nia takes to this part of our play as easily as she does the teasing bit.

Nia keeps her soft hands all over my arms and chest, running her fingers over my scales in the most comforting of strokes. She murmurs sweet things to me as I close my eyes and nap between speaking with Beren, who is also touching me to make sure I know he is here with me.

When I wake from my nap, Nia is still stroking my scales, and she gives me a soft kiss on my forehead when she realizes I have woken.

We did not do much work during the day, which means we will have much to do when we wake up in the morning.

We will need to get all of the seeds planted before the storms return. The storm’s rain is needed to ensure the plants fully root in the soil. Knowing that there will be more females in our tribe soon also gives us more reasons to get as much food as possible so we can care for all of them.

Beren is the happiest male in the tribe when we all crawl into one bed to go to sleep. For a moment, I think I might be jealous of Nia. She shimmies her small human body between Berena and me, but her warm skin feels nice against my scales. Beren makes sure to drape one of his arms over her body to wrap in my palm so he is still touching me as we sleep. This is why I am not jealous, because I have the best of both creatures I share a bed with. Nia’s warmth and Beren’s touch.

As I wake in the morning, I am trying to stay as still as possible so I can enjoy how we are all melded together. I can feel Beren sitting up in the bed on the other side of Nia, much like he normally sits in the mornings since he wakes before I do.

There is warmth against my chest, curled up between Beren’s sitting and where I have turned onto my side in the night. I flex my arm and realize that I have taken Beren’s mate from him in the night. She is trapped in my arms. Her breathing is deep and hard as she blows soft snores against my chest. The idea of it has me smiling without meaning, too, and of course, this means Beren knows that I am awake.

“She did not have her nightmare last night,” Beren says as he moves a hand to stroke my cheek. “You both look beautiful in my bed.”

I blink my eyes open, taking in just how handsome Beren is in the glow of the dying fire. He is a good mate and makes sure to wake many times in the night to keep the fire stoked. Now that we have Nia, we may not need the fire as much since she produces enough body heat to warm me. I do not know if Beren enjoyed much of her warmth last night, though.

I turn my attention down to Nia. She is so small, especially when she is pressed up next to me with one of her legs tucked between my thighs and her arms tucked up against my chest. Her mouth is open slightly. Another snore cuts through the silence in the room, making me smile even bigger. They are loud sounds to come from such a delicate female. When I look at Beren, I can see the same look of adoration on his face.

“I took her from you,” I say, not releasing her even a little from my tight grasp. I have both my arms wrapped around her like she might roll away if I do not keep her close.

“As soon as you both fell asleep, you were curling in on one another,” Beren says as he continues to stroke my cheek, showing me he is not upset by our sleeping arrangement. “It was impressive how quickly you both forgot about your mate.”

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