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“A lot,” he manages between kisses. “Worth it. Worth all of it.”
I hate that answer. I figured it’d be pricey, but I don’t like that he’s emptying his coffers to take care of us, when I am perfectly capable of also contributing. I mean, sure, I might have spent all my credits on dancing girls previously and there was that whole “trying to buy Dora a blaster arm” thing, but I can be responsible with credits.
I can.
At least, I can try to be.
Dora slides over into his lap, kissing him passionately. I watch as her tongue teases into his mouth, fascinated by the sight, and then I force myself to focus. With a tap to Dora’s adorable backside, I get her attention. “Come play with his cock, fluffit. I’m trying to get answers from him and he’s far too distracted right now.”
Jamef makes an unholy sound in his throat, as if my suggestion is going to make him even more distracted (and it will). Dora just giggles and slithers down him until she’s kneeling next to me on the floor. She takes him in her hand and then enthusiastically begins to lick him, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a male filled with so much wonder.
He looks over at me, and I wink at him as I tease his tail against my lips. “Before I join her, you and I should have a conversation about jobs.”
“J-jobs?”
“Blow jobs,” Dora adds between licks.
Jamef groans again.
“No, bounty hunting jobs.” Though to be honest, blow jobs does sound good, too. As Dora holds his cock, I lean in and tongue the tip of it. Then Dora’s tongue is next to mine, and we’re both licking him.
His thighs shake, and I decide one of the best parts of being in a triad is that it’s a kef of a lot of teasing the other two partners. And I do so love to tease.
Sixty-Six
BETHIAH
For some reason, it’s impossible to get an answer out of a male when he’s got two females licking his cock. Jamef just groans and makes these ragged sounds in his throat while we tease him (a bit mercilessly, I’m not gonna lie) and lick him in all kinds of lascivious ways. Even so, we do need to think about getting back to work. I feel most settled when I have a task at hand, and something tells me that figuring out how to move forward with everyday things as a triad is going to be a challenge.
The sooner we test the waters, the better.
I tap my tongue against one of his cock piercings. “So what’s the plan?”
“Plan?” he rasps. Jamef sounds delightfully distracted.
“Bounty…hunting,” Dora adds between licks of his cock. She pauses, her hand gripping the base of his shaft, and turns to me. “Should I stop so you two can hash it out?”
“No,” Jamef groans.
“Nothing to hash. I think we’re in agreement.” I rub my nose against one of the ridges on his cock. Down here, he smells more earthy, musky. I like it, just as much as I like Dora’s sweeter scent. “We get out of here, we pull a few bounties, make some credits, and then we celebrate.”
That gets Dora’s attention. She lifts her head again. “Celebrate?”
I gently press her back down onto his cock, my hand on her hair. “Maybe we’ll go out to dinner at a nice restaurant on station, the three of us. We can dress you up in something pretty and everyone will think you’re our spoiled little plaything.”
Dora moans, her mouth closing around Jamef’s cock. It’s clear she likes that idea. I do, too. Maybe we’re not showing her off enough. Maybe Dora needs to be shown that she’s valued in all ways. I slide a hand to her back, then squeeze her buttock, and she all but pushes herself into my grip, whimpering as she continues to suck on Jamef’s cock.
“Bethiah,” Jamef groans as I watch her work him with her mouth. He palms one of my horns and then makes a “come hither” motion with his hand. “You come up here.”
“Up where?”
He pats his chest. “Come sit on my face. Let me taste you.”
I suck in a breath, only for Dora to release his cock from her mouth and turn to me. “Wait! We should change that around.”
“We should? Why?” Why is this conversation making me feel vulnerable?
Dora moves to my side, touching me. Her hands skim over my sleeping tunic and then she’s pulling it over my head—or trying to. The material gets caught on my horns and I have to finish the job for her. “Because I have a sensitive spot outside but all yours are inside,” she says, breathless. She reaches out and cups one of my breasts, licking her lips as she watches me. “But if you ride him while I ride his face, we can all come together.”
