“I just assumed—”
“That we’d kick you out the door after your first orgasm? You really weren’t paying attention in there.”
Faris groaned. “It’s not that. We were talking about your relationship with Ulric.
I’m not a part of that.”
“Why wouldn’t you be?” Stella got to her knees, straddling Faris’ lap and capturing his face between her hands. “I just got finished telling you I think Ulric has fallen in love with you, and you’re trying to find a way to run to the nearest airlock. Are you insane, or simply an asshole?”
“Stella, you can’t have…I mean, it wouldn’t work like…” He groaned again in frustration.
“Spit. It. Out.”
“There would be three of us! Okay? You can’t very well have a relationship with three people and things work out. The sex is one thing, but not this.”
Stella pulled back slightly. “Why not?”
“What do you mean, why not? It just wouldn’t. You and Ulric have feelings for each other. I’m new. You don’t know me.”
“Yes, I’ve only just met you, but I’ve known and trusted Ulric for over a year now.
We aren’t so very different, he and I. From what I’ve seen today, I think you’re what we need.”
Desire flashed in Faris’ eyes. She recognized the same need to belong, to be with those who could understand the dark desires burning beneath the surface of his calm exterior. Stella knew there was nothing she could say to make him understand—not truly.
An overwhelming compulsion to take this man and care for him burned inside.
Unable to stop herself, Stella leaned forward and caught him in a gentle kiss. She could practically taste his insecurities as she explored his mouth with her tongue. Faris dug his fingers into her hips as he bucked against her and groaned.
She broke the kiss, but didn’t pull away from his lips. “See, you feel it too. The connection. There is so much we could show you.”
“But Ulric—”
“Will understand. Wants it. I’m sure if you asked him he’d tell you as much.”
“He did, I just didn’t quite believe him.” Faris sucked on her bottom lip, panting harder. “And you? You don’t love me.”
Something in Stella’s stomach flipped with excitement. “No. Not yet. But…”
It took a moment for her words to penetrate through the haze of lust covering his brain. She knew the moment he realized exactly what she’d said, when he let out a soft growl and kissed her hard.
“I see you two have started without me.”
Stella didn’t want to stop, wanting to lose herself in the new man who had stumbled into her life. But Faris pulled back to look over her shoulder. “Ulric?”
Turning to watch Ulric enter the room, a thrill raced through Stella, knowing both these men were now hers. Without saying anything, Ulric pulled his tunic off, throwing it to the bed and fell to his knees behind Stella. The heat from his chest bracketed the burning coming from Faris. Stella was surrounded—safe.
“You okay?” Ulric murmured against her neck. He placed a soft kiss against her pulse point. “I was worried about you.”
“I’m fine. Better now you’re both here.”
“Good. You two can’t be comfortable down here.”
Faris chuckled, bucking his hard cock against her cunt. “I’m perfectly contented to stay here. Unless Stella wants to move.”
Ulric hummed against her, pressing another kiss, this time to her temple. “We’re not in my special room, love. Faris and I have invaded your home. Do you want us to go?”
Stella shuddered. Love—he’d called her love. For a man renowned for choosing his words perfectly, she knew the endearment wasn’t a casual mistake. She turned her head enough so his nose pressed against her cheek. The icy fear and panic finally melted as she leaned back against him.
“Stay. Please stay.”
Ulric kissed her. His lips were soft but persistent, licking and nibbling before this tongue pushed into her mouth. His hand moved until Ulric spread his fingers around her throat a light, possessive touch.
Faris groaned and bucked against her again. “Gods, you two look amazing together.”
Without looking, Stella reached down and ran her fingers across Faris’ chest. Her touch met cloth, certainly not the sensation she’d wanted. Breaking the kiss, but not contact with Ulric, she turned back to the man beneath her.
“I want you both. Now. Take off your shirt.”
She didn’t wait for him to comply, setting out to open the front of his pants. They both fumbled, bumping into each other as they worked to strip Faris without Stella moving from her spot. Ulric followed suit and stripped his pants, keeping a hand in contact with her the entire time. When he moved to remove the shirt she wore, Stella stopped him.
“No, I want to keep it on. I want a reminder. I want it to smell like us.”
Both men made appreciative noises, causing her cunt to clench. Once his clothing was out of the way, Stella resettled on Faris. She kept her leather skirt on, pushing it up to allow him to push easily inside her wet passage. While he felt incredible, giving her the deep contact she’d wanted earlier when he’d pressed his tongue into her pussy, it wasn’t enough. Stella knew she was greedy, but didn’t care.
“Ulric,” she said before moaning. “You too. In my ass.”
She felt his breath hitch as his hands skimmed over the cheeks of her ass. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. There’s lube by my bed.” Looking down at Faris, she grinned. “No coming, either. I won’t be happy.”
“I don’t remember signing a contract yet.” He licked along the tops of her breasts.
“Do want to stop?” She pulled back, cocking an eyebrow. “I can draw up a datapad if you’d like.”
He let out a startled laugh. “No, I’ll manage without for now. No coming, I understand.”
Stella smiled, only for her to suck in a startled breath as Ulric pressed a lubed finger into her ass. “Goddess.”
“No, just me.” He bit down on her shoulder and slowly started to pump his hand.
“I’m not going to last long. Just doing this little to you has me hard as stone.”
“I don’t think any of us will.” She ground back against him. “Add another.”
The heat from his hand disappeared for a moment, only to return with two fingers pressing into her, spreading her wide. Goddess, she felt so full. Her skin tingled as her blood pulsed through her body. Ulric didn’t let up with his constant press and pull, scissoring his fingers to stretch her open.
“Enough,” she said, squeezing around his digits. “I want you.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“No!” It came out of her far stronger than she’d intended. Craning her neck to try to catch his eye, she prayed Ulric would understand. “Just Stella in here.”
She watched as understanding softened his strong features. Nodding, Ulric braced her hips with his hands, holding her still. When he slowly began to press forward, Faris held still, sucking in a breath. She couldn’t concentrate on him, forcing her body to relax against the double penetration.
If she thought she’d been full before, now, she was positively bursting.
Stella couldn’t keep her eyes open as Ulric’s cock fully breached her body. A light sheen of sweat covered her skin and her muscles began to shake. Only once he was fully seated did she let herself fall forward onto Faris.
At first their movements were uncoordinated and sloppy. But slowly, they learned each other’s rhythm, falling into a comfortable pattern of thrust and retreat. Stella let her mind empty out until all she was aware of was the growing pressure against her clit and the smell of arousal filling her small room.