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i already know what you wanna do
It’s one of those days of the month when Violet is undeniably horny. It comes and goes with her cycles, and while she is usually up for anything when Xaden and Liam look at her, when she admires their bodies and they admire her and each other, today she’s on fire.
It can’t even be blamed on Tairn, who is standing beside her on the flight field.
No, this is only Violet, her body in the mood to be bred, make babies, even though she’s on a fucking fertility suppressant. She’s been cranky all day, because she woke up alone – Xaden in a leadership meeting, Liam putting in weight training before breakfast – and she had to slide a hand between her own legs to take care of herself.
She imagined them both, fucking her, taking turns and pulling out just to pass her over to the other, sharing her between them, and she came so hard on a scream - obviously accidentally projected - that she startled Xaden down the bond, his dark chuckle wrapping around her mind as she floated in oblivion.
“Almost made me jump in the middle of a sentence there, Violence,” he chided playfully. “Is our poor sweet girl all alone in bed, taking care of herself?”
“Yes,” she sent him petulantly. The orgasm was nice, but she wasn’t satisfied. Annoyed, she got dressed, still throbbing and slick. “And you missed out.”
“Oh, I’ll have you tonight, Violence,” Xaden threatened. “Or perhaps earlier. Liam can have you in the evening. You do like us taking turns.”
True to his word, Xaden had cornered her during lunch, dragging her into a shadowy alcove. He’d dragged her pants down to her ankles, bent her against the wall and slipped into her, as she was instantly wet and accepting him inside. Covering her mouth with his large hand to muffle her moans, his shadows wrapping around them and cocooning the alcove in quiet privacy, he took her hard, with quick, brutal thrusts until she shattered.
His come is still dripping out of her now, after flight maneuvers, as she leaves a chuckling Tairn behind – he is way too amused by her predicament – and stumbles down the steps towards the Quadrant on slightly shaky legs.
Liam eyes her over dinner, and it’s clear from his gaze that Xaden has managed to inform him of this morning, perhaps about lunch, because his gaze is all at once appraising and heated.
“Rough day?” Liam teases as he joins her in the queue to dump their plates and cutlery for cleaning. Violet flushes, fights the urge to snap at him. It’s not his fault her hormones are raging. “Xaden told me.” Liam’s free hand grasps her hip, the touch anything but innocent as he slides it meaningfully over her hip bone and down towards the junction of her thighs, the motion going unnoticed in the hectic dining hall. “I bet he fucked you well,” Liam breathes into Violet’s ear, and she gasps. “I bet his come is still inside you.”
“Fuck,” Violet swears under her breath, and Liam steps back with a laugh, releasing her.
“Let’s go to Xaden’s room,” he suggests, and Violet leads the way.
Their partner is waiting for them in there, and rises to meet them, eyes sweeping over Violet’s flushed cheeks.
“Have you been teasing her, Mairi?” he asks, cocking a scarred eye-brow. “She looks desperate.”
“I am,” Violet snaps, because that is no secret. “You know what this time of month does to me.”
“Shush now,” Liam says jokingly behind her, closing the door as Xaden pulls her into him. “It’s alright. We’re honored to be of service.”
“Fuck you,” Violet aims at Liam over her shoulder, and he spreads his hands placatingly, a smile tugging at his lips. He’s so handsome, even when he’s being infuriating.
“Don’t tease her, Mairi,” Xaden says, but turns his own gaze onto Violet with warm amusement, and she knows it’s only because he is about to tease her in turn. “We do know how you get, Violence. A dripping, horny mess. Begging to be fucked. Begging us to come inside you, fill you up. Fuck your little slit so full of come that it spills down your thighs when you can no longer keep it inside. Begging us to give you babies you can’t have right now.”
Her core clenches at that, and Xaden nods knowingly.
“Yes, sweet girl,” he says gently. “I know you want a family someday, and we’ll give it to you. Give you all the children you want to carry. When it’s safe.” He kisses her lovingly on the forehead. Her desire for children, her baby fever, is no secret among them. It’s no secret to Violet either that they’d love to see that, see her pregnant, that the idea turns them on just as much. It astounds her to be thinking so long-term with them when they've not even been together a year, but she can't help the way she feels. For now, it’s a good dream, and a good fantasy.
“Can’t give you any tonight, though we would make such beautiful children, the three of us,” Xaden sounds wistful, his eyes flickering to Liam somewhere behind Violet. “But we can fuck you.”
Violet groans, arches against Xaden. Yes, that’s what she needs. Them. To submit and let them fuck her.
“Safewords, love,” Xaden murmurs, and Violet blinks up at him, muttering Squad Leader. Xaden aims a look at Liam, who responds with his, and Xaden enunciates his own clearly before bending to kiss Violet, possessive and deep, and Violet feels Liam press up against her back. She is almost vibrating with anticipation, pressing her legs together to soothe the growing arousal between them as Xaden owns her mouth, palming Liam’s hip over hers. Then she’s left reeling, breathing hard, as Xaden lets her go to kiss Liam over her head, filthy and hard, while their hands work together, pulling down Violet’s pants and panties. Xaden cups a hand over her, groaning against Liam.
“Fuck, she’s wet.”
“Probably still dripping of your come, Wingleader,” Liam teases, rocking his hardness against her back.
“And you’ll fuck it right back into her,” Xaden demands before kissing Liam again. Violet moans between them, wishing Xaden would put those clever fingers to use, but he only pauses.
“I’m going to direct you, but from a distance,” Xaden says to them both against Liam’s mouth. “And the two of you will do exactly as I say.”
Violet whines, craving Xaden’s hands on her, his cock thrusting punishingly into her, but Liam silences her with a gentle touch along her side.
“Violence…” Xaden chides. “Always so greedy. I already took you once today. Liam will take care of you, and you’ll take care of Liam. The sight of you two being good for me will be so pleasing. And you want to please me, don’t you?” He aims the challenge first at Liam, then tilts his head down to Violet.
“Yes,” she whispers, and Liam echoes her.
“Good,” Xaden smiles indulgently, like Violet’s momentary loss of composure amuses him. “I know you come just as well on Liam’s cock as you do on mine, sweet girl. And Liam does so enjoy feeling you clench around him. If you’re not too sore after having him, then maybe I’ll consider taking you a second time.”
“I don’t care if I’m sore,” Violet begs.
Xaden hums. “We’ll see. Strip, both of you, and get on the bed.”
Liam and Violet undress each other in tandem, clothes dropping to the floor, and Xaden takes a few steps back to watch, rolling his eyes at them. “So messy… Sometimes I wonder why I don’t spank you both every time you leave my room cluttered and untidy. Perhaps I should, so you’d remember not to do it.”
Violet and Liam exchange a glance, which tells her the blonde would have absolutely no complaints about that scenario. Neither would Violet. They smirk at Xaden in unison, and Violet lets the shirt she just took off Liam flutter to join the pile, as a challenge.
“Fucking brats,” Xaden snorts. “I won’t forget that, Vi. Now, get on the bed. Put Violence on her back, Liam, a pillow under her hips.”
Liam is on her in a flash, his powerful body no match for her as he takes her down in a move he could just as well have performed on the sparring mat. Violet gasps, unreasonably turned on, hitching her hips up towards him while he complies with Xaden’s orders, arranging her.
“Good,” Xaden remarks, wandering a bit closer for a good view. His shadows weave up from under the bed, grabbing Violet’s hands and dragging them up over her head until she’s laid out for Liam like an offering. “Spread your legs, love,” Xaden encourages. “There you go, perfect. You’re so good for us, Violence.”
Liam is between her open legs, waiting for Xaden’s orders. He is hard, twitching against his stomach, and Violet wants him inside. Now.
“Give her your fingers,” Xaden decides, and Liam nods. Violet can see how it’s affecting him too, taking Xaden’s directions, being Xaden’s tool to use against, on Violet. “She’ll come on them before she gets to have you. Make her.”
“Oh,” Violet gasps as Liam slides two fingers home immediately, thick and delicious inside her. She’s wet enough to take them, wet enough from the casual displays of power from both of them – Xaden with his voice and signet, Liam with his body – that she could take much more. He fucks her steadily, crooking them to tease her, and brings his thumb up to her clit. It doesn’t take much.
“Can I – can I come?” Violet asks, trying to hold it back while Liam’s clever fingers play with her, another joining the two already pumping inside her.
“Yes,” Xaden decrees, and Violet whines in relief. Then her attention is back on Liam, the fire in his eyes as he concentrates on what he’s doing, and the thought of him planning out his next move, his next flick on her clit, his next way to unravel her – that tips her over. Distantly, she realizes she doesn’t know whether lightning struck or not, because all she can hear is white noise.
When she blinks herself into reality, Liam is stroking his own cock above her. Violet tilts her head to find Xaden, needing the reassurance that he’s also still here.
“Go ahead and take her, Mairi,” Xaden commands from his position across the room, his arms crossed over his chest, now leaning against the wall like he’s totally unconcerned with what’s happening in front of his eyes. “But start with just the tip.”
Violet twists her head back to Liam, to his face as his cock notches against her wetness, presses in slowly but persistently. He’s watching her, a low sound of pleasure escaping him. If her hands were free, Violet would reach up for him, pull him down into a kiss. Liam’s so beautiful above her, and she loves it when he kisses her as he slides into her.
Fuck, even the tip is just so much, rubbing against her insides, stretching her out around him.
“Fuck her with it,” Xaden instructs, his voice pitched low, the only sign of his arousal. “Make her take it slowly.”
Liam obeys, pulling out with a wet sound, reaching down to spread her wide so he can watch himself sliding back in between the slick folds.
Violet groans, tries to keep from tilting her hips up to encourage him deeper. Xaden notices, and chuckles. “Look, Mairi, she’s struggling to control herself. Just wants to fuck herself on your cock.” Liam groans, repeating the process, watching transfixed. “And I bet you just want to sink right in. So needy, the both of you.”
Violet isn’t contradicting that statement, because Liam feels sublime inside her, that thick head dipping in and out, and she clenches around it when she can, crying out as Liam palms a thigh, spreading her legs even wider, feeding his cock in only torturous inches before pulling back out.
“You love getting teased with his cock, don’t you, Violence? You could come like this, if only he’d flick that swollen little clit of yours.”
Liam is trembling with the effort it takes to hold back, to thrust in carefully. At least she isn’t alone on this precipice, they’re both just as ready for Xaden to let them have more.
He doesn’t.
“Slow and steady,” he murmurs to Liam. “I know you want to take her now, but you can wait. Just like that, you’re doing so good, baby.”
Liam throws his head back at the pet name, his groan joining Violet’s hitching whines as Xaden prolongs the wait, delights in their desperation.
Finally, Xaden gives permission. “You can fuck her however you like, Mairi, but you’re asking for permission before you come. Both of you.” His tone is a warning, but it doesn’t matter.
Liam is sliding deep into her in a long, controlled thrust, and Violet admires his self-control. Then it’s gone, and he’s fucking her with hard, deep strokes, angling her hips with one hand as the other splays on her belly, pressing down. Violet screams, body contracting as if to bend double, but her torso only rises a bit before the restrained arms stop her. She arches her back, the pressure-pain-pleasure of Liam pressing on the exact right spot on her abdomen as he takes her… it makes her mindless. She’s sure she’s babbling, thanking Liam and Xaden, pleading for more, pleading for less, but she isn’t sure if her words are understandable.
Liam above her is grunting in effort, hips working, the long lines of his chest slick with sweat.
“Perfect, so fucking perfect, my perfect girl,” he chants, his breathing ragged. Violet lets Liam’s voice and then Xaden’s flow over her as she hears Liam beg for permission to come.
“No,” Xaden says, decisive, and Liam groans, slowing down in an effort to comply. Violet whines, tilts her hips up, tries to calm the stuttering heart in her chest.
“Please let him, Xaden, please, he deserves it,” she pleads, her voice breathless and thin. “He’s being so good to me, I want his come, please…”
“You’ll come on his cock first,” Xaden states, and Violet nods wildly, trying to convey that she’s almost there, she can do that. “Alright, sweet girl, you’ve convinced me.”
Xaden steps closer, and it’s now obvious that he’s so into this, his cock hard in his pants, his eyes warm and intense on them. He strokes a hand up Liam’s back. “You make her come, baby, and as soon as you see that flash of lightning, it’s your turn.”
“Please, Vi,” Liam groans, picking up his pace, slamming into her, and she keens, the noises punched out of her throat by his thrusts. “Come for me.”
Xaden’s hand runs up over Liam’s neck to wrap around his throat lightly, and that image, the black swirls of relic and the tan skin around Liam’s vulnerable airway gives Violet the slight push she needs. She gasps, going quiet and still in their grip – Xaden’s shadows and Liam’s hands – before she comes violently, her body shaking and her core fluttering around Liam. He groans, following her, but she’s barely aware until he pulls out – collapsing to lay beside her – and she feels a trickle running out.
“No,” she whines, but Xaden is already there, scooping it up with gentle fingers and pressing it back inside.
“There you go,” he soothes. “Keep it in.”
“You keep it in,” Violet shoots back with less bite in her voice than she was planning on, too tired to clench her inner muscles for the task as his fingers continue stroking her softly. She shifts restlessly, and Xaden meets her eyes.
“Too sore?” He asks, and she shakes her head. “Words, love.”
“Not too sore. I want you inside me.”
She’s probably lying, because she is very sore, all the activities of the day catching up to her, but she’s also greedy.
“I won’t be able to go gentle,” Xaden warns her, opening his pants with one hand and stroking the inside of her thigh with the other. Violet hums in agreement – he must be pent up after watching the two of them. “Liam, baby, can you play with her nipples?”
Liam moves at her side, dragging himself out of his post-orgasm daze, and kisses her neck, his fingers trailing up to one of her breasts.
Xaden takes Liam’s place, grabs her legs, still open, and pushes them back against her chest instead, throwing them over one of his shoulders carelessly as he pushes inside without preamble. Violet groans at the soreness, the stretch, and he almost bends her in half as he leans over to fuck into her. Liam flicks her nipples, tugs at them gently, and the contrasting sensations of pain and pleasure are enough to drive someone mad.
“Fuck, shit, gods– Xaden, please–” Violet whines as Xaden settles into a fast rhythm, taking her without mercy.
“Please what?” he taunts, but sounds equally breathless. “Please stop? Please fill my sore little cunt with more come? Decide, Violence.”
“Please fill– oh!” and she can’t even finish the sentence before he’s snapping his hips, all control abandoned. She can do nothing but turn her head to Liam who strokes her cheek gently and rolls her nipple teasingly as she takes Xaden. Xaden fucks her overstimulated body into another, painfully sharp orgasm, and then comes inside her immediately with a groan.
“Shit, Violence,” he mutters, staying in place, thank Amari. She squints at him, his beautiful features slack with pleasure. The shadows release her, and she grabs Liam’s hand to keep it still on her breast, the overstimulation bordering on painful there too, and taps Xaden’s thigh with the other.
“Pull out slowly,” she gasps, and he does, gently removing himself. It still stings, but she sighs in satisfaction as he moves from his kneeling position to lay on her other side. They kiss her for a bit then, turning her head this way and that, Liam bestowing gentle kisses and Xaden sloppy ones as his breathing calms.
“I need a washcloth,” Violet mutters to Liam, and he goes to hunt one down as she curls into Xaden’s chest. “That was so good,” she murmurs into his skin. “Exactly what I needed. “
He laughs softly, sounding exhausted. “I’m glad. I know you get easily frustrated as well, but there are some perks to ovulation days.”
“Mhm,” Violet agrees, and behind her, Liam settles back in, whispering his appreciation of the two of them into Violet’s hair. She’s sleepy, her legs like noodles, still tingling with small electric shocks, as they all clean up. Xaden makes her stumble to the washroom to pee, always mindful of avoiding infections, and meanwhile he and Liam brush their teeth, watch her walk around like an unsteady foal with soft fondness in their gazes. Liam hugs her while Xaden cleans up the bed, re-arranging pillows and blankets for the night.
“We’re skipping training tonight,” he says, looking over them with a critical eye. “More water and then sleep.”
They nod, Liam leading her to the bed to cuddle in under the blankets. Xaden brings the water, and settles into bed with some paperwork in his lap, clearly intending to stay up. Liam opens his arms and Violet crawls into them, melting into his skin. She drifts off to sleep with his hand stroking her back and Liam and Xaden murmuring quietly to one another over her head.