Page 37 of Their Human to Entice

“I see,” Beren says. He turns his eyes down to me, and my hands stop moving when I see the intensity in his eyes. “How do you feel about my mate telling me he is going to fuck you?”

I shoot Beren a wicked grin that has him preemptively narrowing his eyes at me. “I love when Lyath fucks me, sometimes it’s even better—“

Beren pulls his pants down in one tug and then rips my shorts with his claws before I can tell him not to ruin one of my only pairs. Not that it would deter him when I was about to tell him I like it better when Lyath fucks me. He thrusts into me in one quick motion. I’m already so turned on there’s only slight resistance as my body works to accommodate him.

“Fuck,” I cry out. My hand shoots behind me to find Lyath’s, so I can hold him. It’s something we’ve started doing when Beren is being mean to one of us, and the other has to watch.

Beren doesn’t keep his eyes on me as he continues to thrust into me. No, he turns all his attention on Lyath as though I’m barely even a part of this.

“How many times do you think you could release inside my mate?” Beren asks.

He moves his hand back around Lyath’s horn to keep their faces close so neither of them is tempted to look down at me. I stare up at them, my mouth open as my moans fill the air. I squeeze Lyath’s hand, and he squeezes back, telling me that even if they’re pretending to ignore me, they’re both acutely aware of my presence.

“Many, many times,” Lyath says.

“Good.” Beren clenches his teeth together as he twitches inside of me, filling me before finally stilling. “I want you to make love to her until I tell you to stop.” Beren pulls out of me, his eyes turning down to me as he lowers his body away from between my legs. He stops moving when his face is close to mine. “You will take him until I tell you to stop, do you understand?”

“You think you can get me to tap out?” I ask, arching a brow at him. It doesn’t have the desired effect. Probably because I look thoroughly fucked right now.

“No.” Beren smiles at me, his eyes flashing in wicked amusement. “I hope you do not because I want Lyath to enjoy the last time he will be allowed to release for the foreseeable future.”

Lyath makes a distressed sound in the back of his throat before releasing one of my hands and reaching for Beren.

“My mate thinks you can pleasure her better than me,” Beren says with a bite in his words. “How else am I to punish you other than to take away your pleasure until I am content you have learned not to do it again?”

“Not to do what?” Lyath asks. His eyes go wide, and his body shakes with anticipation.

“That is for me to know,” Beren says, his eyes glimmering with glee when Lyath’s face falls. “Do not fret about that now. Right now, you need to be making love with Nia. Yes, as much love as you can. If she is not thoroughly satisfied by the time you are done, I may need to prolong your punishment.”

“I am to be a poor lover but satisfy her?” Lyath asks, his voice cracking slightly as he tries to make sense of what Beren wants. That’s the beautiful part of this arrangement, though. He doesn’t need to know or even understand Beren’s reasoning because the only reason he needs to treat Lyath the way he does is that he enjoys it.

“Beren,” my voice is whiny as it leaves me. Mostly because he just found his own release and didn’t make sure I came. He’s always good about reciprocating, even if it happens after he finds his own pleasure.

Beren shakes his head as he strokes my cheek. “Find your pleasure on Lyath’s cock since he is a better lover than I am.” He pauses, his head cocking to the side. “Maybe I am done being the one to bring you pleasure. I can let Lyath do that for you, and only when he is being good enough to be rewarded. Yes, this seems a fitting punishment for both of you.”

I open my mouth to argue, but Beren is placing his finger on my tongue, and my traitorous lips wrap around it and suckle before I can think better of it. I glower up at him, but he just snorts as I continue to suck on his finger. He keeps it in my mouth until he’s happy. When he pulls it out, he wipes my spit on his tunic.

“I need to go get my mates some food and water.” Beren stands from the bed and motions for Lyath to take his spot. “Lyath, get between her legs, and when I come back, we will see if you have pleasured each other enough.”

Lyath scrambles out from behind me and takes Beren’s spot between my legs. His face stays close to mine for a moment. He looks at me with an eagerness I understand without him needing to say anything. I know what he wants since he’s so easy to read.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. I find his lips with mine and give them the same treatment I gave Beren before he fucked me. Lyath makes a soft hissing sound in appreciation. Beren chuckles before grabbing Lyath’s horn and trying to pull his face from mine. I don’t give Lyath up easily. I keep myself wrapped around him even as Beren tries to separate us.

“I expect him to at least try to make love with you, Nia,” Beren says, trying to get me to let go, but I’m like a parasite now that I know what Beren wants. Lyath seems happy to have both of our attention, so he’s here for the ride. I wrap my legs around his abdomen, my arms locking around his neck.

“Kiss me back, Lyath,” I whine against his mouth, and that’s all it takes for his hiss to grow louder and his arms to wrap tight around me as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. The aliens can’t really kiss, but they don’t mind trying to throat fuck me with their tongues when I allow it.

“Fine, fine,” Beren says, releasing his hold on Lyath’s horn and letting us fall back to the bed. Lyath makes quick work of rolling us. I’m still wrapped up in him, but now he’s on his back, and I’m straddling him. “I expect much lovemaking by the time I get back.”

Lyath makes a sound that’s meant to be words, but we can’t make anything out with his tongue in my mouth. I run my nails down his shoulders, telling him he better not stop. One of his hands leaves my hips, and he holds it up and signals to Beren. I hear a soft laugh and then the soft pounding of Beren’s feet on the floor. The door closes shortly after, and Lyath and I are left alone.

Lyath and I make out for a few more minutes until the heat building in my core is too much. I’m mewling into his mouth, needing more attention. I place my hands on his shoulders and push myself up until I’m sitting on his abdomen.

“Want me to fuck you, Lyath?” I ask, my eyes gleaming in desire.

“Very much, yes.” He nods.

His tongue flicks out between his lips like he wants it back in my mouth. Too bad for him because I have to shimmy down his body until I’m straddling his hips. I position him at my entrance and slowly descend down, loving how his fingers press hard into my hips.

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