Page 65 of Last Resort

“When do we start?” she asked quietly.

Myro removed her clothing and knelt to kiss her belly. He looked up. “Now would be good.”

The exercise gear was removed, and she stood wearing nothing but the braid in her hair. A moment later, she was wearing them, and every touch was fire.

She touched and ran her fingers over tense skin over hard muscle, but even touching them was enough to send heat through her system.

Their hands moved over her like they had at the bed and breakfast, and when her knees wobbled, they took her to the flat platform, and her need took over the room. The silky cover against her skin didn’t jar her out of the need that was flaring, and she lost herself to their touches until she wanted more and lunged for Myro simply because he was in front of her.

She flattened him to the bed and straddled him, sliding onto him as he gritted his teeth. She was stretched and heated, and when she was down to the knot, he gripped her hips. She started moving and came twice before he rolled her to her back and thrust to the knot again. Poppy clutched at him and panted. Myro gleamed with sweat and smiled. “What do you want, Poppy?”

“World peace, but if I can’t have that... again.” Her last word was throaty. She clutched at him as they were rolled to their sides.

She felt Breen behind her, and he whispered, “Ah, ah. Poppy. Don’t wear him out. You are going to need him later.”

She felt his erection against her thigh and started to twist against Myro. He grunted as her slick got her loose, and her hips rocked back at Breen.

He chuckled while Myro growled. Breen slid into her and started a slow thrust that forced her down on Myro. He caught her and supported her as Breen rocked her back and forth. It was the start of a very long day.

They used so much clean-up fire on her that her skin glowed when she finally came to. She looked around and smiled. The guys didn’t look like the princess-bed type, but they were all together in the four-poster, cuddled like kittens.

Breen’s head was between her breasts, and Myro was warming her back. She smiled and ran her fingers through Breen’s white locks. He leaned his head back and said, “Hello, beautiful.”

Myro nibbled at her shoulders and moved along to her neck. “Beloved.”

She continued to pet Breen’s hair and lifted a hand to do the same to Myro as he moved up next to her. “Mine. And just perhaps we started a little more.”

Myro chuckle. “Perhaps. Your heat would continue on for a few more days if nothing had started. Whether it remains or not is up to the stars, but right now, one of your lady cells is having a moment of its own with one of ours. And the rest of our little perverts are watching. What the light means is that the spark has begun. I will warn you, there are more losses among our kind than standard humans.”

“I know. It is one of the things we are born knowing. However, I get the feeling that things are changing.” She smiled. “We are stronger now. The world wants more of us. I believe it is on our side. I know the islands are.”

She sighed and continued stroking them. “Should we get back?”

Myro grunted. “No one needs us for extra scenes. They cut the spearfishing. It would have been too much of a blood bath.”

“How do you know that?”

“I read my texts and emails. Don’t you?” He ran his tongue along the edge of her ear.

“Not recently.” She chuckled and then whined, pushing back against him.

He growled slightly, “Do you want sex or just an orgasm?”

She let out a happy sound. “Yes.”

He laughed. “Anything for our lady.”

Breen moved and slid his fingers between them, hissed, and eased his erection into her. Myro pushed into her alternative entrance, and they slowly rocked against her until she screamed and shuddered. The slick made everything easy, but when they locked, the knot was secure.

She shivered and looked up at Breen. “So, come here often?”

He chuckled. “As often as I can. I am very glad we spent those evenings playing. It reduced your hesitation. Kept you comfortable with us.”

“Yeah, that’s a good thing. Screaming and running was an option.”

Myro laughed. “Really?”

“Well. No, but I was bound by honour.” She smiled. “Which one of you turned the pheromone scrubbers on?”

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