Chapter 18 Olzi
Chapter eighteen
Olzi
“You want to watch him fuck me?” I asked, my eyes widening. They were holding food, but eating was the last thing on my mind. I wanted to drop to my knees and take Logan into my mouth.
Ra’odah smiled, gently setting the food aside. “And the other way around.”
“For science,” Logan said, laughter in his eyes.
She playfully slapped his shoulder. “Hey. It is for science, but it’s also for me. And for both of you.”
I was still reeling from the first statement. The other way around? I’d never even considered that my dominant lover might let me inside him, and my eyes widened as I stared at Logan, who shrugged and grinned.
“Having you inside me would be nice,” he said. “Or more than nice. I’ve always wanted to give you something to do with your tail while I’m fucking you.”
“Do you think I’m finally ready?” I asked, reaching for him out of habit and stroking him.
He was hard, under the thick fabric of his pants, and I wanted it so much, but he’d been denying me, using toys on me, and telling me I needed to wait.
And it wasn’t difficult to wait when focused on the lovely doctor, not really.
But I wanted that connection with him as well.
I wasn’t sure why he’d been waiting, though he kept claiming it was to make sure my body could accommodate him.
It wasn’t as if I cared about what my body could accommodate.
The need to know what it was like to have him inside me overwhelmed any caution.
“Thoughts like that and I’ll fuck you into the mattress without a worry about whether you’re ready,” Logan murmured.
“You know he’s ready. You’ve just been teasing him,” Ra’odah said absently, glancing over from where she was carefully placing our food in containers for later. “Or something else. Are you afraid of what it’ll mean?”
Logan swallowed, then glanced back at Ra’odah and sighed. “A little. What if it feels too good to be inside him? I worry about the balance between the three of us. About you being as much a part of me as he already is.”
“You’re inside my head, Logan. We’re joined now, and I don’t think it will change because you give Olzi what he craves,” Ra’odah said, tilting her head.
“I just know it’ll feel good enough that I’ll become obsessed with it is all,” Logan said, laughing.
“So? You are both adept at making me come. He can fuck me with his tail or his cock while you get your fill of his ass for a few weeks. That would be fine,” Ra’odah said.
“Is that what you’re afraid of? That sex with me will lead to some sort of imbalance in our trio?” I stepped forward and kissed Logan, who chuckled gruffly.
“It’s a ridiculous thing to fear,” he muttered.
“Sort of flattering, though,” I said, grinning.
I stepped back and slowly undressed, showing him the body he thought he was going to become addicted to with a whole new level of confidence.
He wanted me so much he thought he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
That was a nice boost to my ego. I didn’t believe for one minute that he’d forget about Ra’odah.
He’d been obsessed with her since before I’d met him.
But I loved knowing he was attracted to me so much that he thought that was a possibility.
She took my hand and tugged me towards the bed, kissing me softly before coaxing me to kneel on all fours.
The bond I had with her had grown in surprising ways since landing on Earth.
Her straightforward way of thinking about things sometimes made her seem unemotional, but I’d learned that she was passionate underneath that, and I loved breaking through her shell and discovering little things about the way her mind worked.
I especially loved breeding her with Logan, even if we weren’t entirely sure she could become pregnant.
We could play that breeding game for the rest of our lives and it would suit me just fine.
The rest of our lives. I glanced at her, hit all at once by her beauty.
That lavender skin and silver hair gave her an otherworldly quality that I couldn’t stop staring at when we were in bed together.
And right now, she was peeling off her clothes and climbing into bed next to me.
I started to crawl on top of her, but she shook her head. “This is about what you need.”
Looking over my shoulder, I found Logan standing there, his eyes glued to the curve of my ass.
I stroked my cock, then leaned forward, resting my cheek on the mattress, assuming a pose of submission.
Lifting my tail, I spread my cheeks, showing him the toy nestled in my hole.
Prepping myself and inserting the toy had become part of my morning ritual, just in case it kept me open for him.
Ra’odah reached over and pulled the toy out, moaning softy as I did.
Could she feel my pleasure? She was preparing me for him, running a finger over my hole, making sure I was well-lubed and ready. I was so damn into that.
“I want him inside me. Please don’t make me wait any longer,” I whispered.
“I know, sweetie,” she said.
Behind me, he groaned softly. “So fucking sexy.” Fabric rustled as he tore off his clothes, tossing them aside.
The mattress dipped behind me, and my hole fluttered, heady anticipation roaring through my veins.
He pressed his thighs against the back of mine and nestled his cock between my cheeks, a hot brand against my skin. He was so damn hard for me.
“Hungry little slut,” he murmured. “Your hole needs to be filled?”
“Always,” I whispered. “Fuck me hard.”
He gently pushed inside me, and it was so much better than the toy.
Hot and thick and pulsing with life. He was controlled and steady, pushing deeper and deeper as I let out a raw moan.
I was well-prepared, but there was still some pain.
But the pleasure was almost overwhelming.
He might not become addicted to this, but I already was.
He yanked me up, pulling my back against his chest, and it was so damn good to have him inside me like that.
My tail lashed out and wrapped around him, holding him there as he kissed my throat, just sitting inside me for a moment, letting me adjust. I arched my back, trying to push him deeper, and opened my eyes to find Ra’odah staring at us, her eyes wide.
“I feel it,” she whispered, moving forward and kissing me, her hand trailing down to my cock.
She moaned as she touched me, and suddenly, I knew what she meant.
I could sense Logan’s pleasure, the pressure of my tight hole around his shaft.
I unwrapped my tail from Logan’s waist and slipped it up inside her, deepening the kiss as he started to move.
It was as if we were three parts of one whole, and each pleasurable sensation for one of us was felt by all.
She pressed closer, sandwiching me between them, as I flicked my tail inside her, finding the exact place that made fireworks go off for all of us.
Logan pulled back, then shoved in deep, adjusting the angle of his thrusts until he hit my prostate.
Ra’odah broke off the kiss and cried out, her inner muscles quivering around my tail as I learned what an orgasm felt like to her.
It was a rush of pressure, and then a release so blissful that I wanted to experience it again and again.
I couldn’t hold on. The pleasure was too intense, and I came all over her stomach and breasts as she continued to grind against me, riding my tail.
Logan pulled away from me and shoved me onto my back, spreading my legs and railing me hard as she cuddled up beside me, lost in the pleasure we were both experiencing.
It brought a whole new meaning to being used by him, because I knew exactly what it was doing to his body to open myself up like that.
He fucking loved it, and when he came, it was with a ragged cry, his face buried against my throat, his whole body shaking as he unloaded inside me.
“Right, so the psychic bond thing works,” Ra’odah said.
“Holy shit,” Logan whispered, still quivering a little from the intensity of his orgasm. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him inside me, relishing that connection until he softened and slipped out.