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Alecia nodded. “Yes. And for the first time I figured out what all the excitement was about.” She laughed at the memory. “The first time I came I thought I was dying. It took nearly an hour for Simon to calm me down.”

All three of them laughed. “I’m not sure I should laugh,” Nat said, amused,

“considering that I had never made her come.” He shook his head ruefully.

“And you and Simon?” Palu asked him.

Nat nodded. “Yes, well, I’d come before.” They laughed again. “But, yes, Simon insisted that I be only with him while we were together, and it was a revelation.” He looked at Alecia with hot eyes. “And he liked to talk. He liked to talk about women, which I found rather odd. About what to do to one, how to make them scream and cry and come, and the pleasures to be had when two men took a woman together.” He came over and kneeled at Alecia’s feet, and he picked up her hand and kissed her palm, and she felt the heat sear all the way from her fingers to her toes, and back up to settle with blazing accuracy in her sex. “And what he described sounded divine. Suddenly all I could think of was Alecia. And that it just so happened I had a woman I thought might enjoy that.”

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“Did you?” Palu’s voice was rough as he asked her the question.

Alecia nodded and closed her eyes, remembering the feel of both Nat and Simon inside her, filling her, fucking her until she screamed. They had never done that with anyone else.

“I never knew you could fuck a woman like a man,” Nat whispered. “But Alecia loved it.”

Palu’s breathing was a little jagged. “I have never done that.”

Alecia opened her eyes to see Palu watching her intently. He wanted her so badly she could almost reach out and touch the desire in the air. “You’ve never had a woman in the bottom before?”

Palu shook his head. “Nor have I ever shared a woman.” He blushed a little. “With you and Nat, that was the first time I had ever had two lovers at the same time.”

Nat grinned that delicious, wicked grin that said he desperately wanted to do something naughty. “Would you like to?”

“To what?” Palu asked, but she could tell he already knew the answer.

Nat’s whispered response made Alecia shiver. “To find out how it feels to fuck a woman with another man? To fill her front and back, and feel me move inside her with you? To truly share Alecia?”

Alecia felt every muscle inside clench in anticipation.
Yes
, God yes, that was what she wanted. When Palu nodded his head, burning a hole through her with his stare, she smiled. “Now you know.
That
is what I want,” she whispered.

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Palu was afraid this was going to be a very short interlude. Just watching Nat and Alecia watch him as he undressed had him perilously close to embarrassing himself.

They were so hungry for him. And after listening to them before, he knew their hunger was for more than just the thrill of another man in their bed. They wanted him, and no other. This was about the three of them.

When the last of his clothing hit the floor, Alecia gestured him over to her. She was different today. It was as if she had crossed a border and discovered something new about herself. She’d said that she had never really wanted another man until Palu, had never understood what it could be between two men and a woman. Palu took a step to obey her summons, but then he stopped.

“I never imagined it,” he told her.

She stopped in mid-motion, and her hand fell softly into her naked lap as she sat on the edge of the bed. “What do you mean?”

Nat was leaning against the bedpost watching them both avidly, his excitement and anticipation filling the air with a fog of desire. He wanted it, too. He wanted to share Alecia, share the wife he loved, with Palu. And he wanted to share Palu with Alecia, to give her what she’d said she wanted. He, too, it seemed, had crossed some invisible boundary. He was more relaxed tonight, more willing to let Palu and Alecia lead, and he follow.

“I never imagined what it would be like, with a man and a woman.”

“Why not?” Nat asked curiously. “You said you’d been with both before.”

Palu nodded. “Yes, and I knew people who did engage in those relationships during the war. But I was never tempted. I have always been satisfied with just one lover.”

“Then why now?” Alecia asked him. “Why us?”

“Because you are an ‘us’,” Palu said simply. “Because your love for one another is a part of you, and I want both of you. To have you separately…” He shook his head. “It isn’t possible. I can’t separate you. Does that make sense?”

Alecia was frowning, a small line appearing between her brows. “So you don’t see us separately? As individuals, I mean?”

He blew out a breath. “No, no. This isn’t coming out right. I want you, Alecia. I love your golden curls and lush breasts, and your sweet nature. And Nat, I was drawn to him immediately, to his looks, his presence, his laughter. But what I find most appealing is the way you feel about one another, and the fact that, even if it is only for a 79

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short while, you are willing to let me be a part of that. I am…” he struggled to find the right word, afraid of saying too much, “attracted to how you love each other.”

Alecia looked astounded by his answer, but his words had enflamed Nat. The other man was smiling, but his look was intense and his body was more aroused.

“Most men do not like it,” Alecia murmured. “They want to be the focus of our desire and are unhappy when our encounters are more about Nat and me than about them.”

“But our time with Palu hasn’t been like that, Lee,” Nat said softly. He straightened and stood there with his hands hanging at his sides, as if he were displaying himself for Palu’s approval. Didn’t he know how very much Palu approved already? Hadn’t he made that clear? “It has always been about Palu and us, and what we have found together. There is more here than ever before.”

Palu’s heart was thundering in his chest. They were waiting, leaving it up to him.

He took a step toward them, and it seemed larger and more important than it should have. It was merely an affair, wasn’t it? What they had found here was wondrous, but it was just desire. Even as he tried to talk himself into believing it, Palu felt that small seed of hope he carried inside burst its coat and thoughts of what could be between them wrapped themselves around his heart like vines.

He chose not to answer, not to speak at all. Instead he took another step and another. He pulled Alecia from the bed and down in front of him as he dropped to his knees before Nat. Nat reached out and ran his hand through Palu’s hair, and Alecia wrapped her arms and legs around him, rubbing her breasts against his chest. Palu reached up and gently wrapped his fist around Nat’s hard cock and tugged. Nat took the small step needed for Palu to lean just a little forward and take Nat’s cock in his mouth.

“Palu,” Nat cried out, his hips jerking. His hand clenched in Palu’s hair tightly, and it felt so good that Palu groaned. Nat tasted so delicious, hot and earthy and salty. Palu ate at him, sucking and licking and swallowing the moisture leaking from the tip. He wanted this, wanted Nat in his mouth, wanted to taste him, devour him, own a small part of him forever.

“Yes,” Alecia whispered, her head on Palu’s shoulder. She rubbed against him again, this time not just breast to breast, but also groin to groin. Her sex was wet, the hair a damp tickle against Palu’s needy cock.

Palu did not do this for casual lovers. He had done it with William. And he would do it, he desperately needed to do it, with Nat. His cock was just the right size, full and long, but not too long to fit entirely in Palu’s mouth. He held Nat’s cock there, deep in his mouth, almost in his throat, his nose buried in Nat’s pubic hair, and he inhaled deeply through his nose. He could smell Nat, the soapy, musky scent of him, and taste him, a flavor so unique he could compare it to nothing. Palu groaned and he felt Nat shudder as the sound escaped around his cock. Nat tried to pull back, but Palu reached a hand between his legs and covered Nat’s sweet arse with it. His hand was so big he 80

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could palm nearly all of Nat’s muscular cheeks. He squeezed, driving Nat into his mouth deeper.

“Palu,” Nat whimpered and Palu growled his approval of that sound. Just then Alecia bit his shoulder, her legs tightening around him. Palu held her closer, crushing her breasts against him and he began to fuck Nat with his mouth.

Nat and Alecia seemed to know what he needed. Nat kept that fist in his hair and fucked Palu, letting Palu set the pace and the intensity of it. And Alecia slid her arms under Palu’s and clutched his back while she kissed and licked the
tatau
on his shoulder and chest. It felt so good to have them both enjoying him like this. Sharing him, using him, whatever term applied, Palu cared not. He only cared that they not stop until he was full of them, and they of him.

A constant hum of arousal was escaping from Nat as his tempo increased and his thrusts grew harder. Palu could tell that Nat had no intention of stopping. He did know. He knew exactly what Palu wanted—to taste him, swallow him, own him for a brief moment in time. Alecia shared their excitement. Her breathing was choppy, her heartbeat a thundering wave crashing against his chest. She held him so tightly he thought she might crawl right inside of him, right there next to his heart. She whispered encouragement in his ear.

“Yes, Palu, darling, make him come, make him fill you up. I want to drink him from you, Palu, to breathe you both in. You’re so beautiful,” she sighed dreamily, “so beautiful.”

He reached down and gripped her plump bottom at the same time he squeezed Nat’s again. Both of them were his right now, his tonight. He held them and enjoyed them as if he had claim to them.

Nat’s whimper turned to a groan, and then he was coming, pulling Palu’s hair as he thrust deep into his mouth and filled it with his hot, salty release. Palu drank it like the finest wine, loving the tremors that racked Nat as he spurted over and over until he finally fell back a step with a gasp, pulling his cock from Palu’s mouth.

Before he could say a word Alecia kissed him. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and licked deep, a delighted hum vibrating along Palu’s tongue as she devoured him.

Nat’s hand fell to his shoulder and squeezed and Palu gave himself to the kiss. He let Alecia have it all, all that he had and all that Nat had given him. She was practically climbing up his chest before she broke away with a throaty laugh.

“God, you taste so good, Palu,” she said breathlessly. “Like Nat and you, and desire and heat and everything marvelous.”

Palu laughed, surprised to find himself as breathless as Alecia. He wanted them both so much. He wanted it all, every bit of them. He wanted to shove his cock in their mouths, and fuck Alecia’s hot little cunt and Nat’s tight arse and, oh God, Alecia’s plump delicious bottom. He continued to laugh at himself. He didn’t have enough cocks to go around, to do all that he wanted. What to do, what to do?

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Nat hunkered down next to him and Alecia with a smile on his face as he watched Palu. “What is so amusing?” he asked lightly.

“Me,” Palu told him, his laughter subsiding at the grin on Nat’s face, the grin that had captivated him from that first night. “I was thinking I don’t have enough cocks to do all that I want to do to you two right now.”

Nat laughed and Palu’s pleasure at making him do so was almost as great as the pleasure he found in fucking them. Alecia purred and rubbed against him like a cat and he shivered at the feel of her soft, white skin against his, her delicate bones and precious weight entrusted to his care. “Thank God there are enough cocks in this room to do what
I
want to do,” Alecia murmured, earning another peal of laughter from Nat and a shudder of desire from Palu.

Nat leaned down with the smile still on his face and kissed Alecia. It wasn’t a perfunctory kiss. It was hot and ravenous, almost violent. Palu saw Nat nip at her bottom lip and Alecia moaned, opening up to him. Their tongues tangled in the air, suspended there between them, and Palu didn’t think, he just reacted instinctively. He reached out and touched the tip of his tongue to theirs. Nat sucked in a breath and Alecia moaned and both turned their attention to Palu. They licked at his tongue and kissed his lips, and Nat nibbled along Palu’s jaw. But it was when they kissed him together, both of them dipping their tongues into Palu’s open mouth that he groaned and trembled.

Nat pulled away and Alecia sucked Palu’s bottom lip as she retreated until she released it with an audible pop, making Nat chuckle. The sound chased down Palu’s back with a breathtaking tingle. “Now,” he rumbled. “I need to fuck now.”

Nat slid behind him, pressing his chest to Palu’s back and he wrapped his arms around both him and Alecia, who was still perched in his lap. Nat licked the rim of his ear and Palu’s shaking increased. “Yes, lover,” Nat whispered hotly. “You shall take her first, in that luscious bottom, and then I will fill her cunt. And then together we will all fly to paradise.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Alecia chanted desperately in a low voice. Her nails dug into Palu’s back.

“I want to watch that
tataued
cock fuck my wife,” Nat whispered. “I want to see that black ink slip between her plump white cheeks. Will you do that for me, Palu?”

“Yes,” he croaked, nearly driven over the edge by Nat’s words.

“Good,” Nat crooned softly, kissing Palu’s temple. “Good.”

“Good hardly describes it,” Alecia said wryly, and Nat huffed a laugh against the skin beneath his lips. It was the last straw. Palu stood, Alecia in his arms. He walked over and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed, earning a squeal from her, and turned to see Nat still kneeling on the floor, his hands on his knees as he regarded Palu intently.

“Now,” Palu said firmly and Nat smirked. But he slowly came to his feet, obeying the subtle command.

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“Now,” Nat agreed, and Palu’s heart skipped a beat.