Crystals Three Chosen Mates (13 page)

She glanced nervously over her shoulder at Henri and Stepho as she straddled Fisher.

“It’s all good,” he reassured her. “We’ve already discussed this.”

“Right. The conversation that was only a conversation.”

Fisher grabbed her head and pulled her mouth down to his to put an end to her doubting.

She rubbed carefully against him, not leaning her full weight on his chest, for which he was grateful, since his ribs hurt like hellitude.

He continued kissing her, enjoying the feel of her full breasts in his hands as he played with her nipples. Her moan let him know that Stepho was preparing her backside—and Stepho’s groans let Fisher know that Henri was doing the same to Stepho. When they came together as a quad, they’d agreed to this configuration, which allowed Fisher to focus on Crystal, and at the same time, enabled her to enjoy the attention of the other two men.

Fisher jumped when he felt Henri’s hand on his cock.

The
goober
chuckled. “Relax, Fisher. I’m just getting you in position. That’s right, Crystal. Take him in.”

Oh, fuck. She was so wet and tight. Fisher gritted his teeth to keep himself from coming too fast.

Then, he nearly lost control when he felt Stepho slide into Crystal’s back hole. Fisher could actually feel the man’s cock rub against his own. Holy stars of the fucking universe. The extra stimulation was going to send him right over the edge.

“Fisher.” Henri’s voice was firm. “You will maintain your position and hold until I say.”

Fisher’s field training kicked in, and “Yes, Sir” popped automatically out of his mouth.

Crystal giggled against his lips, probably thinking Fisher had some sort of inner sub begging for a sexual Master.
Not in a million light years, darling
. The type of domination he was looking for had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with finding his place in this family.

With Stepho’s grunt, Fisher was sure Henri had taken his position in Stepho’s ass, completing their unusual quad.

“My pace,” Henri commanded, and Fisher felt the rocking movements of the two men behind Crystal.

She let out a soft moan as her hips rolled over his, and he was proven correct when he’d said earlier that he wouldn’t have to do much with so many people involved. All he had to do was lie back and hold on to his control to the best of his ability. It was the sweetest form of torture.

Crystal’s body glistened above his with a light sheen of sweat on her skin. He ran his palms up her sides and cupped her breasts, trying to distract himself from the urgency of his cock.

Her body seized as she was swept up by another orgasm, sending Fisher to the edge of his control.

“Fuck!” he gasped.

Stepho murmured something Fisher couldn’t hear.

“Yes,” Henri answered, and Stepho came into Crystal’s backside with a loud grunt.

“Oh, fuck!” Fisher shouted again, barely able to wait for his turn.

“Now, Fisher,” Henri obliged him in a tight voice.

Fisher grabbed Crystal’s hips and drove fast and hard into her core. She clung to his shoulders, keening loudly, her breasts bouncing on her chest.

“Fuuuuck!” he bellowed as he came into her hot channel.

From somewhere above him, Fisher heard an echoing “Fuck!” as Henri came in Stepho’s ass.

It was a few moments before any of them caught their breath. Then, they carefully disengaged. Crystal lay at Fisher’s side with Henri at her back and Stepho at
his
back. On the doublewide berth, it was a little crowded, but somehow, it felt comfortable to Fisher. He’d never had three people look out for him like these three had.

If he wasn’t careful, he might grow to really like Henri and Stepho…and that wouldn’t be too bad, after all. He grinned as exhaustion ran over him, switching off his lights.

Crystal turned her head and whispered in Henri’s ear as they lay tangled together on the bed. “So, how did you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Tame Fisher.”

He chuckled softly against her neck. “It was Stepho’s idea.”

“Aaaaand?”

“Soothing and tender attention,” Henri answered.

“Seriously? That worked?” she squeaked a little too loudly.

“Hey,” Fisher grumbled from the other side of her. “Some of us need our sleep to get over near-fatal injuries. And don’t believe everything that man says. He knows some fairly convincing moves.”

“You used physical force?” She turned on Henri. “You bullied him?”

“Do I bully you when we role-play?”

Crystal sat up on the bed and stared at Henri, then at Fisher. “You role-played?”

Fisher chuckled. “Is that what you call it?”

“You said you don’t do guys,” she insisted.

“I don’t, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a nice ass-whipping from someone who can beat me in a fair challenge.”

Her jaw dropped. When she got it back in place, she asked, “You like to get spanked?”

“Spanked? Of course not, but a good ass-whipping from a firm hand can occasionally be relaxing.”

“He means freeing,” Stepho added his input from the other side of Henri.

Crystal knew exactly what relaxing and freeing felt like herself, but she was taken aback that Fisher had gone there. Maybe she didn’t know him as well as she thought she did. She wondered what other things she’d discover about him as they continued their lives together. Whatever it was, she was sure it would be interesting. “You guys left out a lot in your explanation of what happened this week, and I want all the details.”

Henri reached up a hand and pushed her back to a prone position. “Later. Now, we sleep.”

“You expect me to sleep while I’ve got images of you spanking Fisher playing in my mind?”

“Ass-whipping,” Fisher growled. “Not spanking.”

Crystal giggled. “Right, ass-whipping.”

Fisher reached a hand between her legs and pinched her clit, cutting her giggles short as she gasped from the pleasure/pain. “Oh yeah, darling. I’ve learned quite a few interesting things about you as well this week.”

“Give her another orgasm, Fisher. Then, we can all catch some sleep,” Henri suggested.

Fisher slipped his finger into her channel. “My pleasure.”

No, mine,
Crystal thought, as Fisher found her g-spot.

Chapter Nine

“Oh, she’s beautiful,” Doctor Bella gushed as she bent over the pink bundle of blankets in Crystal’s arms. “What’s her name?”

Crystal looked up from the infirmary bed at her three mates who stood near the door, talking with Bella’s and Anna’s mates. Having nine large men in the infirmary made the room feel so much smaller. “We’ve had a hard time coming to a consensus.”

“You don’t have a name for her yet?” Doctor Anna joined her friend at Crystal’s side, their growing baby bumps stretching the buttons on their intelligentsia uniforms. “You’ve had your entire pregnancy to decide.”

“You just wait until it’s time to settle on one name. You’ll see how hard it is to get four people to agree,” she warned the two women.

Bella and Anna smiled and glanced back at their mates.

“I don’t think I’ll have any trouble getting them to agree to my selection,” Bella stated confidently.

“Me neither.” Anna winked at her friend.

“Really?” Crystal whispered over the head of her as-of-yet unnamed baby girl. “You, ladies, are going to have to tell me your secret.”

Bella and Anna grinned and promised to share the information as soon as Crystal was recovered from childbirth.

“We should let you get some rest.” Anna patted Crystal’s hand. “I’ve heard once you bring baby home to your pod, you shouldn’t expect to sleep through the night for the next four years.”

Crystal groaned. “Henri’s not going to like that.”

“I bet he comes up with a sleeping, eating, diaper-changing schedule for your three mates, and he won’t let you lift a finger,” Bella teased.

“He probably already has it in his datapad,” Crystal agreed.

“I can’t wait to see Vadim, Kojo, and Marco as fathers to our baby.” Anna rubbed her belly. While doing research on the nutrients needed for optimal fertility, she’d discovered an ingredient in the nutrishakes that negatively affected conception.

Profortuna’s conspiracy theorists believed the Council had used it as part of their plot to control the planet by controlling the growth of the population. More moderate thinkers believed it was an accidental byproduct of the minerals harvested from the underground mines.

Either way, with the increased production of whole food and the decreased reliance on nutrishakes, the planet was experiencing a baby boom. Stepho and Henri’s research into plants that grew in the native soil was adding significantly to the food resources. Crystal and Fisher had retired from the military, having discovered they enjoyed working together in the kitchen more than going on undercover field ops, which allowed the four of them to live together in the same Quadrant and share their passion for each other and their love of growing edible plants.

And, suddenly, Crystal knew the perfect name for her newborn baby girl, and there was no way she would allow any of her three mates to talk her out of it.

She bent down and kissed the light brown forehead of her perfectly formed little girl. “Welcome to Profortuna, Flora.”

About the Author

Suzanne Graham has always been an avid reader and diary writer. After inheriting boxes of romance books from her aunt, she decided to try putting her own stories on paper. Suzanne met her husband, a fellow American, as an exchange student at the University of Warwick in England. They are proud parents of three boys. In her spare time, you can usually find Suzanne on the living room couch reading romance.

Suzanne loves to talk to her readers and can be found at
http://www.suzannegraham.blogspot.com.

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