Collateral Trade (20 page)

No. Sharell, stop. Chaya, make her stop.
Tian could not reach her, and his hands trembled too badly to grip the cloth.

Sharell’s eyes were closed, and she envisioned the Ancient Celestial. The feeling of peace and acceptance overwhelmed her. Miranda searched through the group in front of her until her eyes met Sharell’s. There would be a great battle, and Sharell would join her mates and Rue and Tempest to insure success. It was terrifying and exciting to know the Ancient had chosen her among all the others.

She saw herself in her black vest, breeches and boots, walking the corridors of the battleship as proudly as any warrior on board. Chaya enveloped her in protection from one side, and Tian kept her focused and balanced. Her eyes blazed the brezan jewels, looking every bit as dangerous as her mates when enraged or threatened.

Slowly, the picture faded. She opened her eyes and smiled up at Chaya. “I’m going with you.”

With Enilian’s help, Danilo recovered from shock. “We were to wait until after your bonding to tell you. The Ancient has come to tell us of a threat to our worlds.” He looked at Sharell, not doubting her vision at all. “I did not know Sharell was to leave planet, but there is a mate from each of the other worlds joining the battle.”

“No.” Chaya rose to his feet. “You know I will go. Leave Tian here to protect Sharell.” In that moment, he understood how his father could leave for five years to protect his family hierarchy. Chaya would gladly go alone if his mate remained safe with his twin.

Sharell looked at Tian. “I have to go. I don’t think the Ancient can win this fight unless I join you. Somehow, I think she needs a woman from her home planet that has joined the three races to insure her prophecy.”

“No,” Chaya boomed.
Tian, stop her from thinking this dangerous nonsense.

“I can’t,” Tian spoke aloud. “I felt the Ancient’s declaration as well. I hate this as much as you do, Chaya, but the battle has no hope of success if Sharell is not with us.”

Chaya looked around the room for support. His mother and Milana were quietly crying, but Laiya had already prepared Sian. Still, the news Sharell was to join them had been a shock to them all. “You can’t fight. You are my mate.”

Sharell stood and looped her hands around his neck. Standing on her toes, she pressed a kiss against his lips, and whispered, “You’d be surprised what I can do.” She turned to the faces looking up at her and smiled. “If you will excuse us, I believe I would like to experience the rest of my ceremony in our private chambers.” She took a deep breath to steady herself, felt a brush of Tian’s support, and led Chaya across the high passage to their pod.

Chaya walked to the window, staring out at the pods, and slowly raised his eyes to the sky. Sharell stood beside the wardrobe with Tian, and she let her robe slip to the floor. Taking Tian’s hand, she raised it to her lips and kissed his palm, then slowly crossed the floor to her dark twin mate. She ran her fingers through his hair and down his back. “It will be all right, Chaya.”

“How can you know this?”

She heard his despair. “Because I will have you to protect me.”

Chaya reached back for her hand and drew it around his waist. Her head rested low on his back. “Chaya, after this battle, you will no longer feel as though you walk in any man’s shadow.” Sharell felt him tense. Despite the fact he had a mate, she knew the injustice of being a second-set twin continued to bother him.

“You will do as I say?” he asked with uncertainty.

“Probably not,” she laughed. “But I will try not to cause you any undue stress. Poor Tian could not stand dealing with both of us.”

A throat cleared from the bed, where Tian waited. “Poor Tian would like to enjoy his bonding. Can we leave this talk of battle for another time?”

“You know, I never asked how this was done with two of you.”

Chaya rubbed his thumb over her hand. “You do as I say, of course.” His thoughts tumbled from visions of battle to the aroused pictures of his mate’s passion. When he turned from the window, Sharell smiled at the soft chocolate eyes looking down at her.
He is calmed, Tian?

Calm? No. But he is no longer thinking of the upcoming fight.

Sharell climbed onto the bed, and Tian held her while Chaya removed his clothes. It never ceased to thrill her how amazing her two mates’ muscular bodies were. She saw the shadow of his cock lightly bouncing as he walked to the bed and lay down, and she shivered. Tian began infusing calmness. “No, Tian. I want to feel all of this.”

She felt liquid heat pooling at her entrance when Tian’s arm wrapped around her and his fingers brushed down her belly. Chaya tilted her chin up and she looked into his eyes. The desire in his gaze would have caused her to freeze a few months ago. Now, she accepted it as the natural intensity of her dark mate. Everything about him was passionate and confident. He was a man she could rely on to protect and cherish her, as much as she could rely on Tian to never leave her. Chaya lowered his mouth onto hers and she inhaled his deep scent while he explored her mouth. With Chaya, it was more of a demanding submission, while Tian’s kisses searched for pleasure.

Tian’s fingers slipped between her folds, spreading her wetness along her slit and pushing deep into her channel. Finally, her emptiness would be filled. Near to bursting if she was to take both of them. Suddenly, she felt the need to taste him. So far, they had barely let her brush her fingers on their shafts. They had explored her passion on many occasions, always short of letting her climax. If Tian did not stop soon, that frustration would soon be taken care of.

Her lips trailed down Chaya’s chest and across the hard plains of his stomach. Tian shifted position, continuing to stroke her pussy. Sharell traced her fingertips across the soft helmet of Chaya’s cock and he trembled, the thick shaft trying to jerk away until she captured it in her hand. When her tongue reached out for the slick drop of pre-cum oozing along the surface, he gasped.

Sharell felt Chaya’s fingers stroking through her hair, encouraging her. She smiled as she slipped her lips around the head of his cock and swiped her tongue across the spongy surface. One hand explored the thickness and length of him, while the other brushed along his inner thigh until she cupped the heavy weight of his balls.

The entire time, Tian continued to keep her at a peak of cascading into orgasm. She released her ministrations to Chaya’s testicles and searched blindly behind her for Tian’s cock. It stood proudly in the nest of soft curls, weeping excited slick drops from the crown.

Without warning, Chaya growled and sat up, dislodging her mouth from his shaft and turning her onto her back. In a flash, Tian was at the foot of the bed, pinning her arms beneath his knees. His cock bounced on her cheek and she turned her head, giggling while she searched for the elusive beast. At least, until her thighs were spread open by strong hands and she felt Chaya kneeling between them.

She expected to feel his cock teasing her entrance. Instead, his hair whipped over her torso, covering her breasts like a sheet. Fingers spread her labia, and a rumbled growl came from between her thighs before a tongue swiped along her folds. Chaya lifted his head and across the darkness he said, “You will not come without permission.”

“The hell I won’t,” Sharell gasped.

Tian’s hands found her breasts and he slowly massaged, caressing her nipples and infusing her with calmness. It was in direct contrast with her building passion, and she trembled. “God, Tian. Stop it, please.” She understood what Farisa had alluded to. Chaya could keep her on edge for as long as he wanted, with Tian keeping her just settled enough not to achieve release. “Please, Tian.”

Tian chuckled softly. “Chaya says you have kept us filled with passion since we first set eyes on you. It is your turn to suffer aroused misery.”

Chaya’s tongue lashed her clit and his teeth gently nibbled. Sharell gritted out, “Don’t you think having the two of you teasing me to climax and then deserting me has not been enough? You’ve been doing that almost every night.”

“Yes,” Tian agreed. “But then I always calm you to sleep, while Chaya and I are left with our cocks in our fists.”

“Oh god,” she gasped. Chaya’s finger pumped deep inside of her, and was joined by a second. “Whose fault was that?”

“Ah, but can’t you feel the strong bond of our family?”

“What I feel is an explosion getting ready to erupt.” Sharell never felt such sexual frustration. Her core convulsed around Chaya’s fingers and her clit was sending shockwaves of desire cramping her stomach and thighs. All this was quelled just short of release by Tian. “Oh shit. Please, Chaya.”

I want to be inside her. I want to watch her green eyes flash while she writhes in passion for us.

Tian bolstered his tranquil wash at her, feeling his balls tightening with aroused excitement. Chaya swept her folds one last time with his tongue.
Wait until you taste her, Tian.
He knelt up and positioned his cock at her entrance and she shifted her bottom, spreading her thighs wider in anticipation. He slowly entered, sliding in and out, a little deeper each time and stretching her tight channel.

“Oh, thank you. Dammit, Chaya. Get in me, all ready.” Sharell was certain she was losing her mind with their teasing.

Chaya plunged deep, thrusting into her slick warmth, reveling in the feel of his mate’s channel gripping him. His balls were so heavy with need for her he knew he would not last long. He spread her soft lips with his fingers and found her clit. She hissed and swayed her head, mumbling curses. “Look at me, my mate.”

She could see the shine of his dark eyes, surrounded by shadows. Her face was lit by the moons beaming through the window, the emerald jewels of her eyes flashing in passionate rage. “Please, Chaya.”

Release her, Tian.

The bindings of calm restraint broke free and Sharell shattered, gripping her hands into the sheets and arching off the bed. “Oh god. Oh my god, Chaya. Oh, god, Tian.” Waves of pleasure coursed through her until she finally exhausted herself. Sometime during her release, Chaya’s climax ripped through him. A growling war hoop of victory blended with her cries… and then, it was Tian’s turn.