Hybrid's Love by Seraphina Donavan Page A

turned to Kyr, “I would never dream of
interfering with you and your mate.”
    Kyr rose and walked toward Lexian. “It isn’t
interfering. Both Wren and I want you to join us. When you find
your own mate, things will change perhaps, but in the meantime...
There is no reason that we cannot take our pleasure with one
another.”
    Wren moved closer, standing so close to
Lexian and Kyr that her breasts brushed against them. She stroked
her hand up Lexian’s muscular arm, to tangle in his blonde hair,
before rising on her toes to press a kiss to his lips. He groaned
against her lips. His hands immediately coming to rest on her hips.
He tugged her closer to him until she could feel his impressive
erection against her. Then Kyr was behind her, his engorged cock
nestled against the small of her back as his lips and tongue
coasted over her neck. Trapped between the two of them, feeling
their hard bodies pressed against her, Wren was painfully aroused.
Her clit throbbed and moisture pooled between her thighs. Her
nipples tightened to hard buds that pressed against the granite
wall of Lexian’s chest.
    Abruptly, she broke way from kiss and leaned
into the comfort of Kyr’s arms. “It isn’t just me you want,
Lexian,” she said.
    Lexian met her challenging gaze and his
perfectly sculpted lips curved into a devastating smile. He stepped
closer and as Wren watched them, he fused his lips to Kyr’s,
kissing the other man with all of his pent up desires. It had been
months since he had been with Kyr. Since the initial discovery of
the evidence that had led him to Wren’s location on Earth, Lexian
had not seen him. There were other Sentinels in the barracks who
would have been more than happy to share his bed, and he’d even
been tempted, but the bond between himself and Kyr had always been
different. He couldn’t quite believe that Kyr’s mate would be
willing to share him and herself. It had been a secret fantasy for
him, that one day he and Kyr would take a woman together.
    Now, kissing Kyr, feeling the rasp of the
other man’s whiskers against his lips, the hardness of his kiss,
while the softness of Wren’s breasts pressed against him, was a
sensual onslaught that he was helpless to resist. His cock had
hardened to the point of agony. The thought had no more than
crossed his mind, when he felt the soft glide of feminine hands
over him. It was the first time a woman had ever touched him
intimately. It was different from what he had experienced with
other men, heady and undeniably erotic.
    Kyr broke the kiss, his breathing labored.
“We can’t all retire at the same time... but there is no reason we
cannot be more comfortable here at the helm.”
    Lexian looked at the large banquette, and
then swept Wren into his arms, carrying her until he could deposit
her on the soft cushions. Her damp, red hair fanned out around her
and she looked like a pagan offering. Kyr laid down beside her and
held his hand out to Lexian in a silent invitation to join them. He
could not have resisted for any treasure in the universe. With Wren
lying between them, Lexian reached for the ties of her robe,
parting the fabric to reveal the lush curves of her body.
    “You have no idea,” he said reverently, his
hands stroking her breasts with a gentle touch, “how many times
I’ve dreamed of this.”
    Wren reached out for Kyr, bringing one of his
hands up as well, so that they caressed her breasts together. “It
isn’t a dream any longer. It’s real.”
    Kyr kissed her then, his tongue sliding
between her lips as his fingers tugged at her nipple. With his
tongue gliding sensually over hers, Wren moaned at the feel of
Lexian’s mouth closing over her nipple. His tongue curled around
the tight bud, laving gently, as Kyr kissed her thoroughly,
claiming her mouth.
    “I want you both naked,” she said, breaking
the kiss. “I want to see you.”
    The men complied readily, shedding their
clothes. Their bodies were perfect. Both were heavily