The Journal Keeper (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (30 page)

“Come here,
danalya
,” Dorin requested softly, holding out his arms for her.

She turned and crawled into his lap, leaving her feet settled across Nikolas’s thighs. Dorin laid them down, with Rianne tucked against his chest, his arms wrapped around her. Gently placing her feet on the bed, Nikolas moved to settled behind her, throwing his own arm across her waist so that Dorin felt Nikolas’s skin brush across his. The warmth of their bond seemed to become a physical thing, wrapping around them as their own little safe haven. They were all connected in the moment, and Dorin knew they couldn’t wait any longer to consummate the bond completely.

Without a word, knowing his actions would be accepted, Dorin lowered his lips to Rianne’s, taking possession of her mouth in a passionate kiss. She responded to him immediately, her hands moving from his chest to tangle in his hair in order to pull her body closer to his. A soft whimper escaped her and traveled straight to his already hardening cock. His hands moved down, briefly cutting off Nikolas’s contact with their mate, to grip her hips and rock her body against his prominent erection. He felt Nikolas’s hands travel up her torso between their bodies to cup her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching the swollen nipples.

Together, they worked her body to their own desires, moving her between them as easily as if they’d done it a hundred times before. With a few tugs, her robe came open, and Nikolas pulled it from her, tossing it haphazardly to the floor. The feel of her naked skin beneath his hands was enough to send his entire body reeling, his blood pounding in his ears. Unable to help himself, Dorin shifted down until her breasts were right in front of his face, suckling one until she cried out. The sound was muffled, and Dorin briefly lifted his head to find Nikolas occupying their mate’s lips, his tongue teasing across the swollen petals. He couldn’t tear his eyes away as he began to gently lick around the taut bud of her nipple, making her hands fist in his hair. While one of Nikolas’s hands remained cupped around a breast, offering the delicious morsel to Dorin, his other slipped down until he slid his fingers between her legs. She instantly opened for him, hooking a leg over Nikolas’s hip as he continued to torture her tight pussy.

“Watch,
capora
,” Nikolas demanded, drawing both Dorin and Rianne’s attention to where his fingers disappeared inside her.

Rianne moaned desperately, pushing against his fingers in an attempt to bring herself to climax. Dorin found it impossible to tear his eyes away from the performance Nikolas put on, watching as he spread her lower lips to show off the swollen tip of her clitoris. Mouth watering in anticipation, Dorin again moved down the bed, holding Rianne’s leg where it was over Nikolas's hip and joined his friend’s finger in bringing their mate pleasure.

“Oh, God! Yes!” Rianne screamed at the first flick of his tongue, coming apart in their arms.

Groaning at the taste, he greedily licked at the juices flooding his mouth, making sure to gather every delicious drop. Rianne’s dark blue eyes held him captive as she watched him dine on her delectable pussy.

The polar quickly drew her attention away, turning her face until he could capture her lips, possessing her completely as Dorin feasted between her legs. Already he could feel her body responding to them, preparing for another orgasm. Dorin brought her right to the edge before backing off, only to bring her closer the next time. He played with her, enjoying the soft noises she made against Nikolas’s mouth. Eventually though, it became too much, and he knew they couldn’t wait much longer.

Abandoning his position, he stood from the bed and stripped, all the while watching as Nikolas stroked across Rianne’s skin, making her squirm in anticipation.

“Your turn,” Dorin croaked as he came back to the bed.

With a defeated grumble, Nikolas gave Rianne over to Dorin, and he quickly got to work positioning her where they would need her. Lying on his back, he lifted her up until she straddled his waist, her wet pussy leaking all over his throbbing cock.

“Put me inside, Rianne,” Dorin instructed, his voice trembling from his need to hold back.

With shaking limbs, Rianne raised herself up onto her knees before reaching down to grasp his dick and place it at her entrance. So slowly he thought he might explode, she lowered herself down until he filled her completely. As soon as she was seated, he began to guide her, bouncing her on him and thrusting up to meet her. Her cries of pleasure echoed around the room and the soft heat of her made Dorin grit his teeth against a climax he wasn’t quite ready for.

“Stop,” Nikolas’s rough voice commanded from behind her.

Despite everything in him screaming for completion, Dorin held Rianne still and tried to ignore the way she wiggled atop him. Nikolas appeared over her shoulder, the container of lubricant in his hand. He watched Rianne’s face as Nikolas prepared her, could feel his fingers pumping into the entrance to her ass. Rianne’s face twisted into a grimace, her breath escaping her in a rush.

“Just breathe through it,
danalya
,” Dorin coached, trying to ignore his own pleasure while they sought hers.

“Gods, you’re tight. You need to relax, Rianne,” Nikolas insisted.

“I’m trying,” Rianne hissed, her eyes squeezed tight.

Knowing she needed a distraction, Dorin reached between them and gently pinched her clit, causing her entire cunt to clench and her eyes to pop open in surprise. She gasped and moved against him, effectively escaping Nikolas’s probing fingers until she moved back, and he entered her again. She gave a soft whimper when he added another finger, stretching her in preparation for his cock. Her teeth captured her bottom lip as Nikolas continued to work her, his fingers brushing against Dorin through the thin layer of skin separating them. With every thrust of his fingers, Rianne became tighter, driving him absolutely insane.

“Please tell me she’s almost ready,” Dorin pleaded with Nikolas, gritting his teeth as yet another finger was added.

“Holy shit,” Rianne moaned, completely ignoring him as she tried to breathe.

He ran his fingers through her hair in an attempt to soothe her, bringing her head down on his shoulder. She clutched him tightly as Dorin watched Nikolas work his fingers inside her. The polar was completely fixated on his work, applying lubricant excessively to help him stretch her. Watching Nikolas prep her proved to be incredibly erotic, and Dorin had to look away to keep from shooting his seed early. Instead, he worked on relaxing their mate as much as possible, running his hands across her soft skin and murmuring sweet nonsense words in her ear.

Eventually her body relaxed enough for Nikolas to stretch her to the point where she could take his cock. He felt the polar withdraw from Rianne just before he felt Nikolas begin to slide in his thick erection.

“Push back on me,
capora
,” Nikolas instructed, sweat running down his face as he patiently worked his way inside.

Taking a deep breath, Rianne did as he said, moving back until Nikolas pushed through the initial resistance with a quick jerk. She cried out against Dorin’s chest but didn’t move as they murmured softly, reassuring her with their bodies. Her entire body trembled between them, but she didn’t demand that Nikolas remove himself.

“Okay. Okay, I’m ready,” Rianne whispered, lifting her head enough for Dorin to see her face full of passionate hunger.

Without another word, Nikolas began working his way deeper inside of her, and Dorin groaned at the feel of her pussy tightening around his cock. He began to mentally recite the names of royal families in an attempt to distract himself, but Rianne quickly banished any hopes he had of holding onto his control when she moved against him. Nikolas growled in victory as he sank fully inside her, combining the three of them in as intimate a way as possible.

“Oh,” Rianne sighed, her eyelids half closed in desirous wonder.

“Damn it, Nikolas. Move,” Dorin practically gasped, unable to wait any longer.

Another growl escaped him as he began slowly pulling out only to shove back in. The movement pushed her up his own cock, and Rianne shuddered above him, her eyes going wide in surprise. When Nikolas pulled out again, she slid back down, seating him inside her. Nikolas set the pace, gradually increasing until the sound of slapping skin echoed around the room. It was impossible to focus on anything but the feel of Rianne wrapped around him, the way her entire pussy clenched his dick as Nikolas pounded into her ass. Her nails dug into his shoulders, his body acting as her anchor even as he lost himself in her.

“Oh. Oh, God, I think I’m—” Rianne started, but before she could finish, Nikolas had reached around and pinched her clit, causing her to explode between them.

Her screams could likely be heard around the castle, but Dorin found he didn’t care as she clenched around him, bringing on his own climax, more powerful than anything he’d ever felt before. His seed flooded her cunt while Nikolas came with a loud roar, buried deep in her ass.

“Holy shit, that was amazing,” Rianne panted, slumping against his chest.

Dorin couldn’t help but chuckle, wrapping his arms around their sweet, delectable mate as Nikolas slowly withdrew from her no doubt tender bottom. She shivered slightly as he finally pulled out, but gave no other indication as to how she was feeling.

Completely content to stay right where he was, Dorin watched as Nikolas fetched a washcloth, wetting it in the basin atop Rianne’s vanity, and brought it back to clean their mate. She jumped at the first brush of the cloth across her cheeks, but quieted down as Nikolas continued to carefully remove the escaped traces of his seed. Once he was satisfied, Nikolas crawled into bed beside them, and Dorin turned so Rianne was between them.

“You were beautiful,
capora
,” Nikolas murmured, kissing the base of her neck.

“Hmm. I have to say, it was a lot better than I imagined,” Rianne hummed, snuggling farther into their embrace.

“We will always be careful with you,” Nikolas vowed, nuzzling her cheek.

“And we will always make sure you find pleasure in the things we do together,” Dorin added, kissing the tip of her nose.

“If it involves the two of you, I have no doubt there will always be pleasure,” Rianne teased sleepily, her eyes already drifting closed.

“Sleep now,
danalya
. We’ll wake you for supper,” Dorin promised, kissing each eyelid.

“I love you,” Rianne sighed, slipping off to sleep.

Dorin looked across her at his partner and couldn’t help the grin that split his face. They had finally claimed their mate in the most intimate way possible, and she had loved it, finding as much pleasure in the threesome as they had.

“We’re damned lucky, Dorin,” Nikolas murmured, running the back of his fingers across Rianne’s cheek.

“You think I don’t realize this?” Dorin scoffed, watching their mate sleep.

“Promise me we won’t mess this up,” Nikolas whispered, his ice-blue eyes pleading with him for reassurance.

“We won’t mess this up. Neither one of us would be willing to go on if we did,” Dorin assured him.

“I can barely go through the day without imagining what would have happened if she’d been just a second later in ducking down, if Alyla had moved just a moment too late,” Nikolas confessed, visibly shaken.

“Don’t torture yourself like that, Nik. It won’t do any of us any good. We need to be strong for her,” Dorin insisted.

“I’m trying to be, but I’m still terrified of losing her,” Nikolas admitted.

“Take the terror and turn it onto the bastard trying to take her from us. The sooner we catch him, the sooner we’ll all sleep better,” Dorin said, settling in beside Rianne.

“I think we found the perfect way to make sure she sleeps just fine,” Nikolas teased, his momentary bout of fear gone as if it had never happened.

“Sure. We just fuck her every chance we get, and she’ll sleep like a log,” Dorin smirked.

“And so will I. Damn, I’m beat,” Nikolas yawned.

“Then sleep. I’ll be sure to wake you both in time,” Dorin told him as Nikolas wrapped his arms around Rianne’s waist and pulled her close.

“You should sleep, too,” Nikolas mumbled, already on his way to falling fast asleep.

“I will. Don’t worry about me.” Dorin waved him off.

In an instant, the room was filled with Nikolas’s deep, even breathing, and Dorin was left awake, watching the two people who meant more to him than anything else in the world. He knew keeping them safe would never be easy, but he was much too selfish to ever consider giving them up. He would just have to keep watch over them and make sure nothing ever hurt them again.

“So, you seem better,” Carme commented as they walked through Visess’s hothouse.

Rianne was enjoying the sun on her skin for the first time in over a week, glorying in the heat beneath the glass walls and roof that surrounded them. Her arm was linked through Carme’s, and they kept their heads close together, mostly to keep the two guards behind them from hearing their conversation. Each of them carried a short-range pistol on their hips and a long-range rifle in their hands. She even thought she’d seen the glint of a knife peeking out from within one of their boots. Rianne had been allowed to leave the safety of the castle walls under the condition that the guards with her carried guns.

She was a little nervous about the fact that the rifles were so close to her, but she wasn’t going to complain if it gave her a little bit of freedom. The guards were never more than five steps behind her, close enough that they could act quickly if something happened, but not so close as to step on her heels. She knew they were trying to give her at least the illusion of privacy, but it was hard to pretend when they were close enough to hear every word spoken between her and Carme.

When she’d asked Nikolas where the guns had come from, he’d just shrugged and evaded the question as best as he could.