Page 88 of Aria's Desire

With Tirox, they were either sparring, sneaking off for spontaneous sex in whatever random room with a door was closest, or devising pranks to play on the other three men.

Kix, she discovered, was absolute magic with food. When he realized she only actually liked two or three of the native dishes, he decided to do something about it and hauled her down to the kitchens, propped her on the counter beside him, and made her taste everything until he found the ingredients she liked.

At the first bite of his concoction, she’d moaned and declared they’d be doing this for every meal.

So, now, instead of having food delivered, the two of them staged a hostile takeover of the kitchens every night and cooked together.

Well, Kix cooked.

The first time Aria tried to help, and accidentally set part of the kitchen on fire, he decided her job was to be the taste tester. He would feed her bites of his creations, his eyes glued to her mouth as he slid the spoon between her lips. That inevitably led to sex, usually hard and fast with her bent over the counter, hand over her mouth to muffle her cries.

She and Sin explored the mountains, visited their cave, and went flying, sometimes with him a dragon, but more often than not, with him as a man. It was exhilarating, soaring through the night sky like that.

Moreso, after Aria discovered sex while flying was possible.

She shocked Sin so badly the first time she undid his pants, stroked him to hardness, and wiggled herself down on his cock that he almost fell out of the sky. He recovered before they went splat, thankfully, then flew high enough to catch a wind current and fucked her hard among the clouds.

Rellik took her shopping, something she liked more than she ever would’ve guessed. Of course, most of their purchases were weapons, holsters for weapons, or clothes that had hidden pockets to hold weapons.

He tried to teach her the art of haggling, but despite his efforts and commendable patience, she just wasn’t very good at it. Aria preferred the direct approach: point at what she wanted and hand over the money.

They visited his sister a few times, and stopped by to check on the other outlying villages. The struggle she’d seen during those first visits was all but gone, now that those five females weren’t demanding taxes from them in secret. They welcomed her and Rellik happily, without the wariness of before. They smiled more, the children ran around unhindered like wildlings, and everyone was losing that half-starved look they’d had. She and Rellik also made time for baths, lots of baths.

She liked that, having a thing with each of her men, something special that was just for them. Sparring with Tirox, flying with Sin, cooking with Kix, and bathing with Rellik.

And, yet, in spite of the almost euphoric happiness she felt, that niggling worry was returning. They all slept in the same bed every night, but that was all they did: sleep.

It wasn’t greed or kinkiness that had her cravingteam effortsbetween two or more of her men. It was that quiet fear that she was going to lose this happiness, that it wouldn’t last, whispering in her ear. She knew that—knew those fears were groundless. Her men had proven they weren’t just tolerating this arrangement for her sake. They were happy, genuinely happy, to share her. Hell, she didn’t think they even saw it as sharing, not really. They’d all made comments that told her they knew her love for each of them was for them alone.

And, yet…

Kix and Tirox had even stopped taking her together. So, yeah, she worried, but she didn't bring it up with them. She trusted her men to know their comfort levels, and she wasn’t willing to risk making them feel obligated just to silence fears that were groundless anyway.

Turns out, she hadn’t needed to worry.

Midday, during a break from combat training, Aria was headed for the kitchens to grab a bite to eat, knowing Kix would’ve asked Nichi to squirrel away something for her. She didn't actually need to eat much with the clone body, but she’d developed a weakness for Kix’s food. Damn, but the man could cook. She felt saliva pool in her mouth just thinking about what he might've made for her.

She was nearly there when she felt someone coming up behind her. A happy zing from her little passenger and a glimpse of red and grey was all she got before she was snatched off her feet by familiar, muscular arms and hauled into a… pantry?

The door slammed shut, throwing the room into pitch blackness, so she couldn’t be certain, but past Tirox’s dark cinnamon and smoke scent she could smelled dirt from freshly picked vegetables…. and sugared cloves.

Her breath caught. Rellik was in there with them.

That flash of grey made sense now. Aria opened her mouth to say… something, though she wasn't sure what. Don't tease me? Yes, please?

Rellik caught her lips in a deep, hungry kiss before she could figure it out. Melting into him, she moaned low in her throat. That moan deepened when she felt Tirox’s lips coast a fiery trail down her neck, his hands deftly undoing her pants and stripping her from the waist down.

They didn’t give her time to breathe, let alone question them, though if she was being honest she had no intention of doing so.

Tirox pushed his big hand between her legs, slicking his fingers through the wetness already soaking her, then thrust one thick digit inside her while Rellik pushed her shirt up and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, pulling hard on the sensitive tip.

Aria gasped, letting her head fall back against Tirox’s chest, and lost herself in them, but they weren’t content with a gradual buildup. As soon as they had her panting and squirming, they stripped and smoothly switched places. Tirox lifted her against his chest while Rellik pressed himself tightly to her back, sandwiching her between their bodies.

Realization barely had time to set in before they each took one of her thighs, spreading her open, and then her demon was entering her. She was still adjusting, her walls twitching around the heavy weight of Tirox’s cock, when she felt Rellik slick something warm and slippery over her ass then slowly, carefully push a finger inside her. He worked her patiently before he replaced his finger with his cock.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered, fighting to stay relaxed, anticipation coiling tighter and tighter inside her.

Rellik paused but Tirox just chuckled darkly and rumbled, “You’re ready for us, aren’t you, my beauty? Say it.”

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