a Pleasure Rites, #1 by Ines Johnson (reader novel .TXT) 📕

male eyes drew to the core of her. Jian heard the other two males gulp the scent down. Lord Dain's shaft visibly throbbed, veins pulsating, precum at the head. The man wasn't going to last any longer the second time.

Lord Khial stared transfixed at Chanyn's core. The man had feigned disinterest only to be held rapt by the mere reflection of the bed sport.

"Lord Khial, I'll need your help."

Lord Khial's eyes locked on Jian's, that sea blue going wide with trepidation.

"I'll need you to hold on to Lord Dain's testicles."

A gulf of confusion spread across Lord Khial's face.

"It will help stall his climax until we can get Lady Chanyn's orgasm underway."

Lord Khial took in a slow breath. He slipped off his shoes and came onto the bed behind Lord Dain.

"Let's begin," said Jian.

Lord Dain entered Chanyn slowly. He panted as he fully seated himself inside her. He brought both arms to rest on either side of Chanyn's torso.

Jian nodded to Lord Khial, who braced one hand on his mate's back, the other disappeared below to grasp Lord Dain's testicles. Lord Dain gasped.

"You'll need to hold them a little tighter than you would in normal lovemaking." Jian thought he saw Lord Khial wince in embarrassment. He had to stop himself from smiling at the man's shyness.

Everyone was nearly in place. Jian placed his second and third fingers into his mouth to wet them. Then he placed the moist digits onto Chanyn's clitoris. She gasped.

"Move," Jian told Lord Dain.

And he did.

Immediately, Jian felt Chanyn swelling against his fingers. Her climax was imminent. The shuddering impact of her inner muscles could easily pull Lord Dain under.

"Hold him tighter," Jian said to Lord Khial.

Lord Khial stared raptly at the joining of his mates. Jian had to call the man's name again and repeat his instructions. It wasn't too soon, because Chanyn began to tremble.

As her climax took her, she pulled Jian's head down to hers. He caught her cries in a kiss, his fingers never ceasing on her slippery heat. He delved into her mouth stroking her tongue as her husband stroked into her core.

Finally, they broke apart, in need of air. Chanyn's eyes were closed, still riding the ecstasy of one man inside her, another on her bud, and still another at the rear. Jian knew that Lord Khial's position had his hand grazing Chanyn's rear every now and again. Ever the teacher, Jian made a note that she would likely enjoy double-penetration. Not all women did.

When Jian glanced up he was met with two sets of gaping male eyes. At first he couldn't understand what the matter was. Then he realized, he'd kissed their wife, passionately. Most bonded triads didn't engage in kissing. Sex was viewed with one sole purpose in this day and age: to beget children, namely girls. Not many women cared to experience the pleasure of kissing.

Jian couldn't muster any shame. He'd done his duty. The lady writhed in pleasure under his touch, his mouth. He raised his chin in defiance.

Lord Khial voiced no objections. If Lord Dain had any they weren't voiced either as he closed his eyes and got lost once more in the pleasure of the bonding with his wife.

"I'd like her to have two more orgasms before we're finished," Jian said. He barely had Lord Dain's attention, so he directed his instructions to Lord Khial. "I'm going to tilt her hips. Lord Dain will need to come off his forearms. Can you manage that?"

Lord Khial kept one hand low on Dain’s sack to stay his mate's orgasm, then wrapped the other arm around Lord Dain's chest, bringing him flush against his back. Lord Dain went willingly, one arm snaking behind to embrace Lord Khial.

Jian lifted Chanyn's hips and all three of them gasped.

Jian knew Lady Chanyn gasped at the change in angle of penetration. This angle would hit a bundle of tissues at the front of her pelvis. Unlike a woman's clitoris, this spot could handle multiple orgasms in a short span of time.

Jian knew from experience that Lord Dain gasped because the change in angle made a woman's core grip him tighter.

Jian suspected Lord Khial gasped as his lover's rear came into contact with his swollen shaft each time he withdrew from Chanyn.

The room filled with the sounds of pleasure. Pleasure that was all Jian's manipulation. He felt well pleased with himself. This was why he did this work. The art of sex, when done right, was an ode to the Goddess, a benediction of Her divine will.

Jian could tell he wasn't going to get Chanyn to a third orgasm. All three of the bonded mates were fast approaching a grand climax.

Jian spoke to Lord Khial. "Let his testicles go, but hold his torso tight."

Lord Khial nodded, his eyes dazed. The man might deny his own need, but it would come if Jian kept him involved in the sacrament.

"Let him know," Jian said to Lord Khial, "that you want him to come. Keep telling him."

Lord Khial could only get every other word out to his mate. Both males' eyes were pleasure glazed, their breaths quick. Lord Dain turned his head and kissed Khial deeply.

Jian turned his attention to his own heart. Chanyn watched the men, enraptured.

"They're so beautiful," she whispered.

Jian leaned down and kissed her temple. "I want you to come for me, Chanyn."

As soon as the words left his mouth she began to tremble in his arms. Once more he captured her cries with his mouth, telling her over and over again how much she meant to him with his tongue. He heard the other men climaxing, but his attention didn't waver from her. He rained kisses down over her face until her breathing returned to a semblance of normal.

When he looked up, he met Lord Khial's eyes. The other man did the same, he rained kisses down the side of his lover's face.

Jian nodded to him with respect. "Ashe."

17

Darkness reigned outside the windows when Chanyn opened her eyes, but it