Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Shathar
It is a wonderful few days with Fiona, not having to share her with her job. We go out to dinner one night with Amara, Roth’kar, and Marguerite, and I’m reminded again of plans for Roth’kar’s friend Zono, who is intended to take my spot in the basement after the trial marriage is over.
My certainty that I will be the one chosen at the end of this has vanished. Now there is no way to know who Fiona will decide to keep. All I can do is try my hardest, to show her what life with me could be like, and hope.
“Maybe it’s a sign,” Fiona says as they discuss plans for Zono. “Maybe you two should move into my room with me.”
Khesan’s head and mine jerk up at the same time.
“We all sleep in my bed anyway,” Fiona goes on.
“Really?” asks Amara, clearly thrilled by this pronouncement. “Wow. Didn’t see that one coming.”
“It is easiest,” Khesan says. “My bed is too small. And I do not want to miss out on a single night with Fiona.”
My hand curls into a fist under the table.
Neither do I. And if that means sharing with Khesan, then so be it.
Besides, we have become a good team when it comes to pleasing our mate.
She sings for us at least twice a day, and no one walks away unsatisfied.
It is, though I hate to admit it, a good arrangement.
Her happiness is the sun in my day. And I enjoy watching them, even when I’m not involved.
Khesan is a large Arshurian, with good musculature, and the flexing of his body as he claims Fiona reminds me of an old painting.
If I had to share with anyone, I suppose he is as good an option as any.
Due to his military training, he has a cooperative nature, and it comes out often when we are trying a new position.
He always wants to step in and assist, even when it comes to me fucking our mate.
Sometimes, at moments like that, he touches me by accident—and wherever his scales meet mine… I remember it for hours afterward. What if he touched me elsewhere? What would I do?
We bid our friends goodnight. Of course, once we are inside the front door of Fiona’s house, Khesan drags her into his arms and ravishes her with his mouth.
I laugh at him. “The youngling is always so eager.”
“It’s fresh matehood,” says Khesan, who does back away long enough to let Fiona put down her purse. “Not that I think my hunger for you will ever fade.”
He kisses her again, and I watch as she returns it. We are lucky to have been given a lusty mate.
I leave them alone to take off my shoes and head into the kitchen for ice cream.
It is my favorite Earth food by far, this frozen dessert, which both Khesan and Fiona find odd when it’s so cold outside.
I don’t see what the outside temperature has to do with it, though. Ice cream would be good in any weather.
As I eat, I watch Khesan kissing Fiona, his hands traveling all over her, admiring the shape of them. How they move together is fascinating, her arms curled behind his neck, her body pressing against his, his tail looping around her ankle. They are beautiful.
“What are you looking at, Shathar?” asks Khesan as they part.
I shrug, eating my ice cream. “Two attractive creatures showing off for me.”
Even Fiona looks surprised, and I realize what I’ve said.
“You think so, hmm?” She waggles her eyebrows at me. “Well… I have an idea. But it would require the two of you being, hmm, somewhat familiar with each other.”
Fiona comes into the room with her hands crossed shyly in front of her. I perk up, curious.
“What is your idea, little mate?” I lean down to kiss her nose. Her cheeks turn pink.
Khesan perches on the kitchen island, also listening closely. “What is on your mind, Fiona?”
“Well, there’s this one thing I’ve always wanted to do.” She rubs the back of her head as she looks down at the floor. “You know. In bed.”
This is the type of “in bed” where she means sex, not sleeping. It’s hard to tell sometimes.
“What sort of thing?” I ask her encouragingly. I want to know how I might fulfill my part in the fantasy she’s dreaming up. “What have you wanted to try? I am sure Khesan and I can figure it out.”
He nods in agreement.
Fiona wrings her hands together, and she is typically not so shy about asking for what she wants, so I am extra curious.
“Well, I thought that maybe…” She coughs into her hand, like she’s not sure if she should continue. “There’s two of you. And I have two, you know. Places. You guys could… one in each…” She trails off, obviously humiliated by what she’s asking. “You could have sex with me at the same time.”
My eyes jump to Khesan’s, and we are both clearly stunned by her proposal.
“In your ass?” asks Khesan.
“Y-y-yes,” Fiona manages, covering her face. “I’m sorry, that’s gross, I’m sure you wouldn’t—”
“Do not assume what we would or wouldn’t like.” I place a gentle hand on her shoulder. “I’ve heard of this act done, so it is not a foreign concept to me.”
Khesan nods in agreement. “My close friends were bonded males, and it is common for them. I am not offended by you asking, Fiona.”
She removes her hands from her eyes and lifts her head. “Really? Well, then, would you be… interested? In trying it?”
My slit parts at the mere suggestion.
“Most certainly,” I say, at the same time Khesan answers, “Of course!”
Fiona gapes at us. “You’re sure? At the same time?”
I shrug. “I have been closer to Khesan’s cock in the last week than I have any other Arshurian’s in my life, so I am not bothered.”
He nods in agreement. “If it would please you, I am happy to do it.”
“Oh, wow.” Fiona’s blue eyes get big and glassy. “Thank you. I’ve never, you know, taken someone there, but I want to try.”
I nod in understanding. “Then we will proceed slowly, yes?” I glance at Khesan, and he affirms it.
“Who would you like to fit where?” He sidles up behind her and slips his arms around her waist. “Do you have a preference?”
She squeaks. “I hadn’t thought that far ahead.”
“Whichever of us is smaller, that’s who ought to take her ass,” I tell Khesan. “Make it as easy for Fiona as possible.”
He nods in agreement, then squints like I’ve just insulted him. “Do you mean me?”
“We both know I have a somewhat larger girth. It is no insult to you.”
He grumbles, but seems to agree.
It’s settled. Fiona assures us that she has plenty of lubricant, and we both agree to take it one small step at a time.
“I’ve done a little bit of butt stuff,” she says as we head up the stairs. “Butt plugs and things like that.” I do not know what a butt plug is. “But never a whole, you know. Penis.”
“I understand,” says Khesan, pushing open the bedroom door for us. “It may take a few attempts. We might not get there tonight. But I am invested in trying.”
Fiona smiles up at him, and I do have to agree it was the right thing to say.
“Thanks, guys. I’m excited.”
I am thrilled, too, for the chance to be inside her again and perhaps explore something that will make our mate sing even louder.
First, since we know she can accept me easily in her vagina, we will work on getting Khesan to fit into her plump rear. Fiona retrieves a set of butt plugs from a drawer.
“I’ve only made it to this one,” she says, gesturing at the middle of the three. It is not near Khesan’s size, though.
Hmm. This may prove challenging.
Fiona retreats to the bathroom to prepare herself while Khesan and I gather in the bedroom to meet her.
When she comes back, she blushes as she props herself up on her hands and knees on the bed, the two of us squatting behind her.
I think she is embarrassed, so I rub her pale butt, smiling at her as she watches us over her shoulder.
“If I know anything about fitting into tight spots, it’s that one must relax,” I say.
I mimic breathing in, then exhaling deeply, and Fiona does the same.
Khesan picks up the bottle of lube that’s been set out on the bedside table and squirts some onto the first plug, slathering it all over.
I spread Fiona’s soft cheeks, pleased to see her cunt already pulsing with her excitement.
Khesan pushes the tip of the plug into her small asshole gently, and Fiona gasps as she opens just a fraction for it. But it’s clear she’s tight, because it’s not long before the plug stops. He frowns down at it, so I sigh and take it from him.
“A little at a time,” I say, pushing the tip in, then waiting before trying again. It sinks in deeper on each attempt, until I have it nearly all the way inside her. Fiona lets out a moan as I squeeze it in fully.
There, it sticks.
“Oh!” She trembles. “That’s… nice.”
“Good. Then we will let it stay like that until you are ready for the next one. It will take some time to open you.”
Khesan strokes Fiona’s hair, and I kiss her rear end as we wait. The awkwardness fades the longer we’re all together this way, and Fiona’s anxiety seems to ease.
After a few minutes, I glance over at the set of plugs, eyeing the third one. “Can you take more?”
Fiona nods. “I think so.”
I point at the third plug, and Khesan picks it up, covering it in lube. I remove the plug inside Fiona gently, but it still makes her twitch and gasp as I work it out of her. Khesan and I trade, so now I’m armed with the larger one, lube glinting in the light.
“Remember to breathe,” I tell Fiona as I bring the pointed tip of the plug to her tiny hole. She nods and does as I ask, exhaling deeply before inhaling again. I press it in, and she’s warmed up enough that it slides in partway on my first attempt.
“Oh!” Fiona grips the blankets in her hands.
“Does it hurt?” Khesan asks, worried.
“No, no. It’s…” She shudders. “It’s good.”
Bolstered by this admission, I slip it deeper. After some soft cajoling, Fiona opens, her puckered hole parting for the plug. I almost groan as it sinks into her, imagining it’s me or Khesan, instead.
“Wow.” Fiona’s shoulders curl. “That’s kind of amazing.”
Khesan looks pleased as I work the plug inside her. We have to pause a few times to let Fiona breathe and relax, but soon, it’s all the way in, stopped from going in any deeper due to the wide base.
“How is that?” Khesan asks, lying down beside her to get a good look at her face.
“It’s tight,” Fiona says. “But good. I don’t know if I can do anything bigger, though. It’s so much.”
I pat her rump. “Then this is as far as we have to go tonight, if that’s all you want.” I am thirsting for her, but I will keep myself under control until she’s ready.
“Can you, um…” She looks over her shoulder at me again, her face bright red. “Can we have sex like this?”
My grin must be enormous, because she shyly smiles back.
“I would be delighted.”
She beckons Khesan closer as I get into position behind her, and she sinks her mouth down on him.
Sliding into Fiona while she is stuffed with the plug is as glorious a sensation as there could possibly be.
She’s so tight that my spine goes as taut as a string as I push the head of my cock inside her, and then I almost can’t fit the rest.
Fiona lets out an impressively loud moan, despite Khesan filling her mouth.
“Holy shit,” she manages, her arms shaking like they’re ready to give out under her. I continue to go slowly, working myself in a fraction of an inch at a time, until at last I’m fully sheathed inside her, and I can feel the plug with every stroke.
It is not difficult to make her orgasm this way, and I’m not far behind her.