3. Shane
Chapter 3
Shane
S hane didn’t meet Arden for Evening Meal. He had no notion of the passing time after Prime Myron left him with a soft caress in a relaxed haze on his bed. The lodestone of sleep dragged him under.
Eventually, the diaphanous veil of dreams enveloped him.
Gentle feminine fingers caressing his face and brow brought him to awareness. The silky smoothness of soft, naked flesh and sweet curves pressed against his hard planes and angles. Fur slid like velvet against him, tails stropping along his arms and legs. He was petted and rubbed.
He felt like purring his enjoyment, then a low burr of sound smoothly rumbled in his chest. He felt the hums of pleasure his Lio gave as they stroked, licked, and kissed wherever they could reach.
A feminine groan paused his rumble. He couldn’t see, though. Not really. But, oh, how he could feel .
“ Arden, love?”
He felt subtle movements making him think she was being deftly fingered by a Mate. Her voice was thick with pleasure.
“ Yes, Shane. We are dreaming. Together .”
He arched up to kiss her while she moaned her orgasm, her body shivering. The textures of the kiss were sharp and distinct, but her flavors were muted.
Strange.
He was turned on his side toward her as their phantom Lio caressed them, lifting his leg over a thick thigh, spreading him open for deeper touches. Ones he remembered well and wanted more of. Long, nimble fingers grazed his cock and balls, teasing his hole, making him clench with the memory of their fingers and tongues inside him. His shaft pulsed.
A deep voice spoke in his ear.
“ Welcome, Shane.”
Takano.
Shane shivered.
“ My pet calls me Kano in her dreams. You may do so.”
In his dream-state Shane asked a question he might not have asked while awake.
“ Am I your pet, too.”
Kano scraped his hip carefully with phantom claws, making Shane rub uncontrollably against silk and velvet flesh.
“ Most assuredly.”
Arden’s teeth pressed against his shoulder as she moaned through another peak. The sounds and sensations made his balls tighten and ache.
“ Fuck, that ’ s enticing. I might come without a touch.”
“ But where ’ s the fun in that ?”
Arvai chucked as he stroked Shane’s flank, then rhythmically pressed slick fingers against his tight ring.
“ My beauty calls me Vai.”
Beauty. A perfect name for my beautiful love.
Vai took Shane’s lips in an absorbing kiss as positions shifted around him.
Arden gained his attention with a gasp.
“ Where were you? Bergstrom told me you were fine, but I worried.”
Regret filled Shane
Shy, tentative Kiraly caressed her throat, trying to soothe her.
“ Shh, Arden. Your anxiousness is unfounded. He is here, with us, because he was prepared to Call you to Mate.”
The sounds of deep kisses surrounded him as he felt tiny ones dotting his shoulder, relaxing him enough to accept Vai’s fingertip with a moan.
Kiraly’s low voice was breathy when he spoke again.
“ I am Rally to Arden. I can be that for you, too.”
Shane sensed the weight of Rally’s invitation. He reached forward, stroking Rally’s thick, bushy mane.
“ My pleasure, Rally.”
Rally treated him to a long, slow, lingering kiss as Arden moaned through another orgasm with Kano, the breath of her moans tickling his chest, making his nipples tighten.
Vai whispered to him.
“ Show us what happened.”
“ Show?”
“ Remember…”
Vai’s voice came from far-away as he catapulted into the scene with Prime Myron.
P rime Myron was a beefy beast, one of the tallest, most muscular Lio Nels Shane had ever seen. Certainly one of the hairiest. There was long, thick mane-fur everywhere, even arrowing down the front of his torso. Only the traditional Lio skirt-like Shendyt and a heavy belt armed with a lethal-looking sheathed knife, and mag-sandals adorned his body.
No Bandel wrist-cuffs?
Bergstrom introduced them, escorted them into Shane’s room, then promptly and abruptly left without another word. There were practically skid marks on the floor, he’d left so fast. Shane looked after him in surprise.
Prime Myron looked after him, too.
“Not very subtle, is he?”
Shane chuckled, looking over at the towering male.
“No, he’s not, but I like it. He’s direct. I know where I stand with him.”
“You like direct?”
“I do.”
“I am here to prepare you for your Call to Mate with Arden Pon’Vogel.”
Shane eyed the male’s huge fangs, tensing.
“You’re not going to bite me, are you?”
Prime Myron grinned broadly, showing even more of his lethal fangs.
“Only if you ask nicely.”
Shit!
“Why would I do that ?”
“If that’s what you need to come.”
Shane shook his head in shocked confusion.
“Um, what?”
Prime Myron matter-of-factly explained Honored Nels needed one final hormone-boost from a Prize or Prime Lio Nel in order to spiritually “Call” their Mate.
“What if I don’t do it?”
Prime Myron didn’t waiver.
“No boost. No Mates.”
“Fuck that. I need her!”
Shane paused as realization hit him. He spoke more quietly.
“I need them .”
“Every Mated Honored Nel does this, Shane.”
Shane stared as Prime Myron emphasized his statement.
“Every, single, one.”
Shane’s mouth tightened.
“Look, I don’t want to fuck you, or bite you. Or get bitten by those daggers in your mouth!”
Prime Myron didn’t look offended, he looked calmly amused.
“That’s fine. All you need to do is lick my wrist. You’ll come, I’ll come, and we will be anchored by each other’s scent.”
Shane had serious doubts just licking this male’s wrist was going to get him off, but if that’s what it took to get his Mates, he’d try it.
“Clothes on?”
“Clothes on. But Shane, you can bite if you need to.”
He blinked, then allowed himself to be herded to his bed. Prime Myron removed their mag-shoes, and his belt and knife, putting them aside. Then he laid down with Shane, cuddled close along his back. The hard bar of the Prime’s long, thick dick dug into the crease of his rear through their clothing.
Prime Myron rested Shane’s head back against his broad chest, presenting his wrist to Shane. The potent male scent made Shane’s mouth water and his jaw clench with the need to bite. His cock hardened with a rush.
Fuuuck. Maybe he will get me off this way!
Prime Myron encouraged him.
“Do it. I offer freely.”
Shane bit, moaning as his erection pulsed. His teeth locked tight over the male’s thick wrist, not breaking the tough skin. His tongue lapped hormone-rich essence. Prime Myron pumped his free hand along Shane’s trouser-covered shaft, stroking him through a long, hard orgasm.
Prime Myron moaned as he rolled against Shane’s backside. The delicious scent of Prime-male cum, combined with the mind-numbing hormone-rush, overwhelmed him. Shane fell into a tranquil drift, held securely by the relaxed, purring Prime.
Shane came to brief awareness as he was gently cleaned with an insta-dry cloth.
“You’re a fit male for a sweet female. May Abah-Sah guide you to your Mates, Shane Davenport. The sooner, the better.”
Prime Myron covered Shane with a light, soft blanket. Then he triggered the cleansing blue laser-wash of a Solaray, cleaning sweat and grime, and removing his bodily waste, leaving his scent undisturbed.
“Rest deep now. Arden is safe. You are safe.”
The last thing Shane felt was the soft caress Prime Myron gave his forehead before restful darkness descended.
A s Shane came back to his Mates in their dream-scape, he realized they’d all come with him from his memory. He heard panting moans and satisfied groans as they all relaxed together from their peaks.
Phantom fingers buried inside him, stretching him wide-open. Firm caresses against his pleasure-spot extended the duration of his throbbing pulses. Sweet kisses and licks followed the length of his shoulder and neck. Vai whispered.
“ Good, Mate. Now ready for your MateBond.”
Shane melted. Arden groaned.
“ Shane, that was amazing! I need you, too. I didn ’ t know that had to happen.”
He chuckled with a moan as Vai’s fingers slowly left his body.
“ Me either! Until today. I guess…”
Shane stopped speaking as a frigid breeze wafted over his flesh. He and Arden shivered.
Arden sounded scared.
“ What is that ?”