The Nanny's Unplanned Marriage (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

She heard the door slide open, and was relieved to hear the voices of her men as they entered the room.

“Hello, mubella,” Jerrod said as he ran a warm hand down the length of her spine. The reverent tone and loving touch was enough to bring tears to her eyes. It felt truly perfect to be entwining her life with these men.

“How’re you doing, beautiful? Nervous?” Kaydin asked as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her bottom. A few days ago she’d laughingly told him to kiss her ass, and he’d taken every opportunity to do just that since.

“Nervous? Nah,” she lied, even knowing they could see her apprehension clearly. Perhaps she should have considered practicing in front of friends before having their mubella claiming ceremony.

“Oh, I can see that,” Kaydin said with a laugh in his voice. “Any more relaxed and you’d vibrate off the table.”

She lifted her head from the hole in the massage bench, twisted enough to see her men, and then stuck her tongue out at Kaydin. He laughed even harder, having learned only a few days ago that for humans it was considered a mild insult and not the sexual come-on that he’d assumed. Although, what had happened afterward had certainly been fun.

As she started to relax just a little, she finally noticed the tense way Jerrod was holding himself. She glanced at Kaydin, hoping for an explanation, but he just gave her a small smile.

“Jerrod is…um…everything all right?” she asked, not sure what she wanted to hear but knowing she couldn’t not ask if he was okay.

“Yes, mubella,” he said, touching her face gently as she rolled over to face him. “I’m glad we had the chance to get to know each before the ceremony. Today means so much more knowing that you love me and Kaydin.”

She nodded in agreement, those pesky tears blurring her vision once more. Jerrod smoothed his thumb under her eye, the smile on his face saying more than words could ever express. He touched his lips to hers for a brief moment, and then urged her to lie facedown on the bench once more.

Their hands were warm, the lotion cool against her rapidly heating skin. She moaned softly as blunt fingers pressed in between her ass cheeks, thoroughly coating her anus. Jerrod and Kaydin rolled her over, grinning down at her as they continued their ministrations.

Her ass was already tingling from the lotion’s effect, but it was when Kaydin caressed both breasts, thoroughly caressing the lotion into her nipples at the same time that Jerrod coated her clit, that she started to moan.

Both men simply grinned.

“It’s…” She had to swallow before she could get the rest of the words out. “…w–working fffffaster this time.”

“Did we forget to mention that?” Kaydin asked in a voice that made it clear the omission had been deliberate. “Without the need to counteract the hair removal process, the lotion simply starts working straightaway.”

She nodded. It was working all right. Hell, it was working really,
really
well. “Please,” she whimpered pathetically, knowing that she wouldn’t get through the part where the women would come into the room and paint Jerrod’s and Kaydin’s family symbols all over her body. Shit, she could almost climax just thinking about orgasm.

“It’s not exactly traditional,” Kaydin said with mischief in his eyes.

“Traditional?” she asked in a horrified voice. To hell with tradition. She needed her men. Right now!

“Perhaps just something to take the edge off.” She nodded frantically, almost crying out in sheer relief when Kaydin bent to kiss her and Jerrod pushed something into her pussy. She knew it wasn’t his cock—so it was a poor substitute—but when he started thrusting it into her pussy she felt her body quickly respond. Kissing Kaydin frantically, squirming against the padded bench, shaking all over, Serena nearly swore when Jerrod pulled the toy from her body. But she changed her mind when he pressed it against her anus and pushed. The toy slid in easily, her entire body shivering from the explosive orgasm building inside her.

“Come for us,” Jerrod growled as he grabbed her slippery clit, rubbing the swollen nub mercilessly. Her back arched as climax overwhelmed her sanity, her ass pulsing around the toy’s invasion, her pussy clenching frantically, her cream coating her thighs as bright swirling lights burst behind her eyelids and liquid heat ran through every vein.

“Beautiful,” Kaydin said as he broke the kiss and caressed her soothingly.

“We’ll see you at the ceremony,” Jerrod said a moment before pressing his kiss to her forehead. Kaydin did the same, and then they were gone.

Several women came into the room almost immediately. They set up the cobalt-blue paint and helped her to roll onto her stomach once more. Her clit felt swollen and sensitive so she lifted her ass up a little bit before remembering the toy that Jerrod had left in.

Embarrassment overrode the lingering effects of her incredible orgasm until she heard the women’s approving comments.

“Oh, Serena,” one of the women said in an envious voice, “you are going to have an amazing mubella claiming ceremony. With all the mail-order brides from Earth, very few of the tredellas and tredellabinas get to celebrate their special day with double penetration.”

* * * *

Kaydin held on to his man. It was obvious that Jerrod was on edge. Although, after witnessing that incredible orgasm, Kaydin was feeling pretty jumpy himself. As much as he’d looked forward to this day, he wanted it over with. Claiming their mubella in front of witnesses truly appealed to him, but it was the promise of a lifetime together that claimed his heart.

He and Jerrod had wondered for so long what it would be like to have a mubella in their lives, but it was Serena who made the whole thing so special. She wasn’t a mail-order bride. She was a beautiful, deeply affectionate woman who loved them both. Getting to know her before marrying her was probably the biggest bonus of the entire mix-up.

“The artists will be here shortly,” he said to Jerrod as he guided him into one of the chairs provided, “but maybe I could do for you what you did for me last time.”

Jerrod grinned, his memory obviously not faulty.

Kaydin pulled Jerrod’s formal clothing aside, dropped to his knees in front of his husband, and quickly took Jerrod’s hard cock into his mouth. He hummed a sound of pleasure, knowing the vibration would send his man’s need soaring higher. Jerrod tangled his fingers in Kaydin’s hair, massaging his scalp as he tried, and failed, not to take over. His hips bucked off the chair, forcing his cock deeper into Kaydin’s throat. Kaydin swallowed, groaning again, almost smiling when Jerrod’s grip tightened and he started fucking Kaydin’s mouth frantically.

“Oh, fuck,” Jerrod said on a long groan as Kaydin swallowed around him and massaged the underside of his cock. Jerrod fucked his face faster, pushing to the back of his throat each time. Then he growled, held still, his cock pulsing, the salty streams of cum landing on Kaydin’s tongue, filling his mouth with his lover’s delicious taste. He laved Jerrod’s cock affectionately, caressing the slowly softening flesh until Jerrod’s grip in his hair became less frantic.

“I love you,” Jerrod whispered as he smoothed his hands over Kaydin’s messed-up hair.

Kaydin smiled as he let go of Jerrod’s cock and sat back on his knees. “I love you, too.”

The door opened, and two women stepped inside, smiling when they saw what Jerrod and Kaydin had been up to.

“Ready?” one of them asked with a bright smile. “We have a few minutes to spare if you two want to finish up.”

Jerrod gave Kaydin an inquiring look, but he shook his head and turned to the women who would paint the design they’d agreed to use as a symbol of their mubella’s family onto their skin. “I think we’re good to go.”

* * * *

Serena still tingled all over from the lotion, but at least it was controllable for the moment. It helped that she was distracted by the beautiful patterns the women had drawn all over her body. Her left half wore the intricate swirls and star patterns of Kaydin’s family and her right was covered in the sharp angles and bold strokes of Jerrod’s. The men—and their families—were so very different, but somehow that just made their love deeper, their affection for each other completely beautiful. And yet incredibly, they’d somehow found a space for her. For the first time in her life she felt truly loved, truly accepted, and very appreciated.

It was almost enough to make her want to thank the manufacturers of the faulty translator that had landed her on this planet in the first place.

The women finished painting the designs on her and helped her into a sheer fabric that was mostly see-through. She might have been embarrassed by such an outfit when she’d first arrived here, but after three months being immersed in the culture it felt perfectly natural to wear it.

“You look truly stunning,” the older woman said as she fixed a few strands of hair that had come loose from her braid. “Kaydin and Jerrod are lucky men.”

“I think maybe I’m the lucky one.”

“That, too,” the woman said with a wink. “Cindy said she would collect you when it’s time for the ceremony.” She glanced at the chronometer on the wall. “It shouldn’t be too long. I hope the ceremony goes well.”

“Me, too,” Serena said with a smile as the women left the room.

Alone for the first time all day, Serena closed her eyes and imagined all the things her men had planned for their mubella claiming ceremony. Considering the plug they’d left in her ass, she had a pretty good idea what they had in mind.

Serena was so deep in thought—or was that fantasy—that she physically jolted when the door slid open.

“Thank god I’ve found you,” Craig said as he hurried into the room.

“What are you doing here?”

“Rescuing you.” And then as if he suddenly noticed her near-naked state he grabbed a nearby sheet and threw it over her. Considering that she didn’t want to be nearly naked around this particular man she happily used it to cover up. “Fuck, what did these monsters do to you?” He grabbed her hand, trying to drag her out of the chair. “Come on. We don’t have much time. They’ll be back any moment.”

Still too stunned to comprehend her ex’s sudden appearance, Serena at least had the presence of mind to pull her arm out of his grip.

“Don’t fight me on this,” Craig said, looking annoyed. “We have to get you to safety before someone comes back.”

“Safety?” she asked as a million questions bounced through her overwrought brain. “I
am
safe here.”

“Oh, babe,” Craig said in what he probably thought of as sympathy, “you’ve been brainwashed. You’re nothing but a sex slave on this planet.”

“Am not,” Serena said in surprise. She fought him, struggling against his hold, as Craig tried to lift her into his arms. “Leave me alone.”

“It’s okay, babe,” he said as she felt something cold press against her neck, “you’ll thank me for this later.”

She tried to wriggle, tried to talk, but whatever he’d used stole her ability to concentrate, and then she felt blackness engulf her.

“What do you mean? She’s missing?”

Jerrod could feel his panic rising. If Serena was missing it was because someone had taken her. She hadn’t left of her own free will. Of that he was certain.

“Cindy Richards has ordered a complete lockdown of this building and the surrounding buildings, local transport, and the spaceport. If Serena is still on the planet, we’ll find her.”

Jerrod nodded, grinding his teeth as he tried to force the anger and panic into something useful. “Do we have surveillance footage for the corridor?”

“I’ve got Katarnia working on that right now. She’ll contact us as soon as she—” Ewin’s communicator beeped, cutting him off. Katarnia’s voice was clear and to the point.

“She was carried from the room by an unknown human male. She seems to be unconscious.”

“Send a copy of his picture to every law enforcement agent in the immediate area. Contact every palace guard, on duty or off, and tell them this is a priority.”

“Already done, sir,” Katarnia said in a professional voice. And then in a tone of voice that identified her as a close friend she added, “We will find her, Jerrod.”

“I know,” he said, trying to keep the professional calm that had seen him promoted to head of the royal guard years earlier. Kaydin looked pale, his fear for Serena very clear in his eyes. Jerrod grabbed his lover’s hand and headed for the door. “A human is likely to try and get her off the planet at the first opportunity. We’ll start at the spaceport.”

* * * *

Serena drifted in and out of consciousness. It kind of felt like a lazy Sunday, but something in her head urged her to wake up early, almost as if there were something important she needed to do. It took a few moments to realize the rocking feeling was from being carried and not some sort of overly realistic dream.

She let her eyes flutter open, her brain barely registering the sights as they moved quickly through a crowded area. She opened her mouth to ask where they were going, but something stilled her tongue at the last moment.

The arms around her didn’t feel familiar. They didn’t belong to Jerrod or Kaydin, of that she was certain. So why then was someone carrying her? Was she sick?