Page 11 of A Fool For Her Mates

Chapter 11: V’Lin

I put down my dusting rag and wipe my hands on my rash guard. I curse myself. H’Row and I have not been paying enough attention to Fancy. It’s been so long since the two of us had our initial bonding that’ we’ve forgotten the powerful emotions that hit us back then. Great waves of desire would swamp us when we were in close quarters together. Lust so strong and irresistible that we spend hours together sating our urges again and again. Fancy must be feeling that now.

“She’s feeling it,” I whisper to H’Row.

“Do you mean…” V’Lin trails off

“Remember how we were after we first matched?” I ask. V’Lin grins.

“How could I forget? Those were good times.” He bumps my shoulder and smiles mischievously at me.

The contact kindles those old feelings in me, and the fire intensifies when I look at Fancy. She looks like she’s having trouble standing still. She folds her arms and taps her feet. She’s definitely feeling it.

“We’ve got to help her through this,” I say, as if this was a serious undertaking and not something I want with every cell in my body.

“I agree. But won’t someone need to watch the ship?” He asks. I can feel the fire burning inside him as well. He’s trying to think rationally, but he’s barely hanging on.

“We can use the autopilot for short stretches. Then we can take turns.”

I’m already moving to set the computer navigation system to take over. H’Row nods. The two of us turn back to Fancy and walk towards her slowly. Letting her see the intent in our eyes.

Her mouth opens in a silent “oh.” Because of our bond she must know what we’re planning because her posture changes. She stops squirming and licks her lips.

“It’s playtime, isn’t it?” Her voice comes out husky.

“Yes,” H’Row and I say in unison.

We each take one of her hands and lead her back to the small sleeping quarters at the back of the ship. There’s one large bed there and we’ll be making the most of it for the next several hours.

Fancy is already breathing heavily, the lust and anticipation ratcheting up her excitement. I can feel my body answering. H’Row sits down on the bed and gently pulls Fancy to sit on his lap. I kneel on the floor so I’m eye-level with Fancy. I cup her cheek gently in my palm and her eyes flutter shut.

“Is this what you want?” I ask quietly.

“Yes,” she replies quickly.

“You will tell us if anything feels wrong or you want us to stop?”

“I will. Yes.” She’s gripping H’Row’s legs beneath her now, like she can barely wait another second.

“Good,” I say.

“Very good,” H’Row echoes in a low rumble.

“Then let’s begin,” I say. She nods and I lean in to touch my lips against hers.

Fancy melts into the kiss like she did in the closet, with an enthusiastic sigh and a suck on my lower lip. I pull away quickly this time and she looks confused until she sees that I’m reaching to peel her top off. She wiggles impatiently and H’Row groans beneath her.

“We should take these off as well,” H’Row says, and starts unbuttoning her shorts.

In moments, Fancy is completely bare. Her skin gleams in the dimmed lights of the sleeping quarters and the scent of her arousal fills the air. I glance over at H’Row and smile. This is what we’ve been dreaming about since we first matched.

H’Row leans back on the bed and gently pulls Fancy down beside him, flat on her back. I climb up so that she is positioned between us. For a second, my eyes meet H’Row’s and I see wonder there. Our dream is really happening. The moment breaks and we lean in to kiss Fancy. I start with her neck and H’Row captures her mouth. Fancy immediately moans appreciatively and touches a hand to both of our chests. We each hook our legs over her thighs so she can feel us surrounding her, our erections pressing against her through our clothes. She sighs at the feel of us. But her hips keep straining upwards, like she’s seeking more contact, more friction. All in good time, my love.

I slide down the bed, running my tongue over her collarbones, and across her chest, while H’Row deepens his kiss. Fancy is making more noise now, her hunger growing by the second. I continue my descent, circling the swell of her breast with my licks and kisses.

Through our bond, I feel her impatience, the near desperate desire she’s feeling now. It’s a pity she will have to wait, but H’Row and I will reward her in the end. Now it’s time for more torture. I suck her nipple into my mouth and her hips arc off the bed. I can’t wait to feel how wet and swollen her pussy is. I wonder if she’ll beg us to touch her soon.

I alternate between licking and sucking one nipple, while gently pinching the other. Fancy answers with a sobbing noise.

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