Page 37 of Bartender Mate

I offered Asteroid a warm, watery smile as I invited him closer. He joined me on this side of Tess, coming up close behind to tower over me, giving me courage with his strength.

“That I did,” Asteroid murmured, taking up the mantle of speaking as my emotions threatened to overtake me from the memories of our first joining. “We took it slow and, when you stopped fighting our connection, your body opened to me. Beautifully. Welcoming my knot. Begging me to fill you up so completely we became one.” Asteroid’s voice was a thick rumble of pride as he ran his fingers through my hair, wrapping it around his fist before he pulled my head sharply to the side, pressing a biting kiss on my throat. Tess gasped, eyes flying wide, as she feasted on the sight of his mouth devouring my flesh. “And you loved every fucking minute of it.”

“I did,” I agreed readily, offering Asteroid my lips. He took them with a possessive snarl that soon simmered down into passion.

Once he released me from that bruising kiss, my gaze rolled down to find Tess, who was still watching the two of us in wonder. Her face completely transformed as she soaked in the way Asteroid was touching me with his unique mix of tenderness and endless hunger. My heart began to beat a little faster as her breath quickened, causing something new to stir in my chest.

“A Drakon only knots for a mate, Tess, no one else,” I murmured. “But this exchange is in no way binding. Making this permanent is a choice only your soul can make. In your own time.”

“It’s just too big,” she groaned, ignoring my words about the bond and focusing on the physical. I allowed the change of subject because I knew she was filing away all I had said to be examined in private at a later time. Then she gasped, as a fresh shot of adrenaline startled through her. “Wait?! Is that thing even going down? Or are we stuck like this forever?”

“Not fucking likely,” Quasar groaned, both arms over his face. “If you keep squeezing my cock and tugging on my knot like a ripe jaba fruit, it’ll never go down.”

“But…” Tess began.

“But,” I cut in smoothly, before Quasar could run his mouth again. “When you relax, it feels better, yeah? Maybe even a little good?”

Tess nodded, albeit reluctantly.

Asteroid chuckled at her suspicious expression as he wrapped his arms more snugly around my shoulders. “Maybe talk to Eden, yeah?” He worded it as a suggestion, but I knew my mate. He would be walking Tess right over to the other side of the makeshift camp to track down the rebel Thunder’s mate, no exceptions, if he thought it would help her settle. “She tells everyone how much she loves alien cock. I believe she calls it bragging rights, now that she’s a bonded mate.”

“That sounds like Eden,” our mate muttered. “Shit, Q.” Tess leaned down over Quasar’s chest, her breathing slowing as she snuggled into him, trying to relax. “It’s going down now, right? I mean, it has to be. It’s not like I’m bobbing about on it anymore.”

At the mention of her pounding his cock, Quasar only groaned and Tess’ breath stuttered. “You Drakons are insatiable,” she muttered, sounding less than impressed.

“Only for our mates,” Quasar bemoaned, huffing out a breath and shaking his head.

“Sweetheart,” I soothed, trying not to chuckle at their mutual exasperation. “You still have about fifteen to twenty minutes on Quasar’s knot.”

I ran my hands through her hair, tugging a little, and then even more when she relaxed into the firm hold. Her body responded immediately to my dominance so I pulled a little harder on the decadent tresses. The tension dragged a soft groan–one that was all throaty with encouragement–turning her body supple as Tess fell into the good pain from her scalp.

“Fuck, look at you,” Asteroid cooed, his thumbs rubbing the tears from her face. Tess looked like a goddess. Her mouth had fallen open in another longer groan that had nothing to do with the knot tugging at her pussy, and everything to do with the shift of pain to pleasure. “So good for us.” He leaned down and smacked Quasar on the chest. “Tell her how good she is, asshole.”

Slowly, reluctantly, our third pulled his hands away from his face. Quasar’s complexion was still painfully ashen, but his anguish immediately melted into wonder, responding to the stunning sight of our female, slowly losing herself to the new sensations.

Under my firm and insistent hold, Tess had transformed. Her body was now loose and needy. Her head was arched back, beautiful breasts on full display, as she rocked in Quasar’s lap, instinctively chasing the promised pleasure of the knot.

“Oh, fuck. Tess,” Quasar moaned as she started to pull just right on the swollen bundle of nerves at the base of his cock. “Yes, baby. Just like that. How does it feel?”

“’S good,” she groaned, voice slurred. “So, soooooo good.” Though her eyes remained shut, her tone was thick and sultry, demanding obedience, so I gave her another tug. Tess cried out, this time in ecstasy, and the cry immediately dissolved into a sob of need. Her blunt human fingernails dug urgently into Quasar’s chest, marking him up, drawing a ragged growl from the helpless male in return. “Move with me, Quasar. Now. We need to move.”

I watched the vision of my mates in wonder, suddenly understanding Asteroid’s endless quest to paint us all in the throes of passion.

Quasar’s vibrant purple returned in stages as he lost himself to her siren call. He arched up into Tess, following her lead. His hands came up to frame her hips. Her body thrashed and quivered on the brink of the precipice so I bent to bite her breast, mouthing the mound and swirling my tongue.

Tess screamed out her release to the skies. It was, perhaps, the purest sound of pleasure and victory I’d ever heard. Quasar immediately followed our intended with his release, folded into a far softer, more humble climax.

Energy spent, Tess fell sated against Quasar’s chest. “Such a good mate,” Asteroid cooed, as Quasar held her close, for once completely speechless. They both petted and soothed her flesh as the aftershocks washed over them, their bodies singing to each other. “So good taking Q’s knot so sweetly.”

I unwound my fingers from her long hair, pulling it back from her face and marveling at her peaceful expression as her eyes fluttered closed and her breath slowed. In fact, she looked so at rest that I was certain our intended had already succumbed to sleep.

Then Tess cracked open one eye to squint at me. “Just gonna close my eyes here for a minute, right?” I nodded somberly, holding her stern but content gaze, before she yawned and burrowed further into Quasar’s hold. His arm tightened around her but his haunted gaze said it all as it caught in mine. “Then I’m yelling at all three of you purple fuckers.”

Her threat had no real bite left in it, though, as she drifted off, nuzzling into Quasar’s scent for comfort. His wince, however, was real and raw. He knew a reckoning was coming for him.

Honestly, I wouldn’t have traded places with the male for anything. The fear of hurting our mate, of breaking her in a way that couldn't be fixed, would’ve been too much for me. As it was, getting to watch her writhe on his knot after she allowed herself to relax, gave me hope.

“How are you doing, lover?” Asteroid asked, sneaking up onto the bed, to tuck himself between the wall and Quasar’s head. “Do I need to call the medic?” The teasing lift of his lips was lost on our mate, who just shook his head, curling further around the female in his arms. “I will take that as a no.”

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