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  Asad lowered himself, coming to rest behind him on the bed. His big body surrounded him from the back. He stilled, not moving until one of Asad’s arms curled around his shoulders, pulling him back to rest against his chest. He snuggled in between Asad’s thighs, brushing up against his hardening cock before trying to move forward again. Asad made a noise of discontent, immediately urging him back to lie fully against him. Catan’s tail quivered, brushing the cock behind him. A long, heated moan sounded from Asad, and Catan deliberately moved his tail again, a quick side-to-side motion that caressed Asad’s cock from root to tip.

  Fahd said something to Asad, a low exchange of words he missed. He passed something over, a small bottle that Asad took with a rueful chuckle. Asad placed the bottle on the bed beside them, but Catan couldn’t see what was so special about it.

  Asad kept his arm around Catan’s shoulders, moving the other to grip hard on his hip. Catan felt himself responding to that large hand so close to his groin. The blood was flowing to his cock, lengthening it until it jutted proudly in front of his body.

  He dimly heard Rowan moan. He turned his head to see her on her back, the shapes of Fahd and Laithe crouched over her. Fahd had his head buried between her smooth thighs while Laithe was busy unwrapping the yellow strip of cloth. Every piece of skin he uncovered, he immediately sucked into his mouth, leaving behind a strip of marks that proclaimed her as belonging to him.

  “Watch them,” Asad murmured, whispering into his ear.

  Catan moaned, settling deeper into Asad’s embrace. The big man rewarded him with a nip to his jaw, sucking along it until he could nuzzle his face into Catan’s throat. Catan froze, the remembrance of Seth trying to intrude. This was okay, Asad wasn’t holding him down. It was okay. He panted, curling deeper into Asad and breathing deeply. He pulled the man’s scent into his lungs, inhaling deeply until all he could sense was the big Leo behind him.

  Rowan let out another sweet moan, Laithe sucking strongly at her breast, palming the other in his strong grip. Fahd was still feasting at her pussy, licking a path from her clit down to her opening.

  Catan squirmed, wondering what it would feel like to have a mouth there. What would it feel like to have Asad licking along his cock? He brushed his tail against Asad again, bumping his shaft.

  Asad retaliated by moving his hand from where it was bruising his hip. He heard the cap of the bottle being removed, and the squelch of some liquid. Asad curled his wet hand around his shaft, squeezing when Catan bucked up into the pressure. He gripped him tightly, creating a heavenly pressure along his aching shaft. Catan thrust his hips, his eyes rolling back in his head at the feel of Asad’s hand on him. He smelled nawra flowers, emanating from the oil that Asad was now smoothing down his shaft. His eyes crossed at the heavenly smell, so like Rowan, but erotic when mingled with Asad’s scent.

  Asad chuckled, hauling him even closer to his hard body. His cock bumped his back, Asad moving imperceptibly until he felt him pressed along the length of his tail. He seemed to really like his tail. He closed his eyes, tipping his head back to rest it on Asad’s shoulder. Asad grunted, raising his arm and grasping Catan’s chin.

  “I want you to watch. Don’t look away. Watch them,” he gasped.

  Catan panted, blinking his eyes open to focus on the three people in front of him. He didn’t think he could do this. “Asad, please…”

  “Kitten, I want you to do this for me. Can you do this for me?” Asad crooned.

  Catan felt a pressure in his lower back, his balls tightening. He wouldn’t be able to last with Asad’s hand grasping his cock. As if he knew what he was thinking, Asad suddenly changed his grip, squeezing hard at the base of his cock, making a ring with his thumb and forefinger. It was just enough to clear his mind. He could think again.

  He looked back to the scene in front of him, desperate to do what Asad wanted. He thrust his hips, feeling the brush of Asad at his back and the tightening of his hand on his shaft. Asad shifted lower, cupping his sac with a steady pressure. He seemed to be memorizing every inch of him. Long, agile fingers ghosted along his groin. Glancing touches that made him writhe and want more. Asad smoothed his palm up the long shaft of his cock, pressing his thumb hard into the row of barbs ringing the glans of his penis. Catan mewled, thrashing his head. His skin was so sensitive every brush of Asad’s hand made him mindless with need.

  Laithe roared. He had moved up to straddle Rowan, his muscled knees at either side of her chest. His long, thick cock was bumping her lips, painting pre-come over her mouth. Fahd had moved upward too, poised between her legs. He was waiting for something… some sign. Catan gasped when Rowan lifted her thighs, wrapping her legs around Fahd’s waist. She pressed her small heels into his lower back, the muscles in her thighs and calves clearly flexing, trying to draw him closer.

  “Do you see, kitten? Do you see how much she wants it? How much she is begging for it. She wants his cock. Thrusting hard into her, until she can feel him within every inch of her being,” Asad said, darkly.

  “Asad… please…” he gasped.

  “Watch them, kitten. Watch how she takes him. How her pussy opens up and accepts his shaft. See how prepared she is, how easily she takes him?”

  Laithe glanced over at them, smiling erotically when he glimpsed Catan’s face. He held his cock in one hand, running it over Rowan’s face, teasing her with it. Rowan was whimpering, her head raised, tongue seeking. “Damn it, Laithe. Please…” she begged.

  “Do you want my cock, Nawra?” he asked, thickly.

  Rowan made a single sharp exclamation, finally getting her wish when Laithe lowered his cock to her waiting mouth, sinking in several inches. Catan gasped, watching her take it. He had never seen anything like that before.

  Asad made his presence known again by pressing his thumb against his barbs once more. He slid the side of one nail against the raised bumps, the contrast between his warm thumb and the hard nail so incredibly erotic. Catan mewled, thrusting his hips as much as Asad would let him. Asad’s other arm moved down, smoothing his palm over Catan’s lean chest.

  He felt the hard, heated press of Asad against his back. His cock bumped his tail, sliding along the short appendage, riding up to press hard against his lower back. He wished there was something he could do for Asad. He wanted to touch him, press his body against the man. He wanted to drive Asad out of control with need for him.

  He tilted his hips, raising them. Jerking his tail hard, he was elated when he heard the strangled moan behind him. Maybe he was doing something right after all.

  Rowan was breathing hard now, her chest rising erratically. Her head fell back, releasing her hold on Laithe. Fahd pressed hard, a lusty groan ripped from his chest, jerking his hips when he must have released his seed into Rowan.

  Rowan screamed, arching her back. Catan panted loud, harsh breaths into the room. Asad pressed his thumb to the tip of his cock and his eyes crossed. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. The pressure was unbearable, his cock throbbing.

  He tilted his head back, gasping as he came hard, his seed jetting out to coat Asad’s hand. Asad growled, bucking his hips. A hot blast of come released on his back. Catan twitched his tail and Asad slumped against him.

  He looked up just in time to see Laithe come, pearly white ropes landing on Rowan’s face. She had her head tilted back, a smile on her face.

  Catan couldn’t breathe, couldn’t believe what had just happened. Fahd was the first to move, leaving the room only to return in moments with a cloth in his hand. He brushed it over Rowan’s face, cleaning her before moving between her thighs. She moaned, pressing her knees together to keep his hand captive. He chuckled, taking the cloth and handing it to Asad. The three sprawled together, wrapping their arms around each other while Asad moved the warm cloth over his back. Catan felt himself getting sleepy, his eyelids heavy. He purred, content while Asad gently cleaned his cock, removing the oil.

  Asad maneuvered him, pulling him down to the bed, moving
behind him to spoon his chest to Catan’s back. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. He did it! He actually overcame his fear and was able to be with Asad in the way he had always wanted despite his fears. His last thought before he shut his eyes was he couldn’t wait to do that again.

  Chapter Four

  Catan snorted, stretching his limbs. He bumped into something large, and finally noticed the weight of the arm pinning him in place. Before he could panic, he breathed deeply, recognizing Asad’s scent surrounding him.

  The memory of last night returned full force. A blush crept up his face. He screwed his eyes shut, burrowing his head into the sheet below him. Asad snorted behind him, moving to spoon him closer. He was on his side, the big man behind him, wrapped completely around him.

  Catan moved as much as he was able within Asad’s tight grip. He couldn’t see anyone else in the room. Where had they gone?

  “Can’t sleep, kitten?” came a drowsy voice.

  Catan turned his head, studying Asad. He was blinking his eyes, just waking up. He stretched his body, shifting Catan when he moved his long limbs. “Wh-where did they go?” he asked quietly.

  “They left after you fell asleep. Laithe was worried you would be uncomfortable in the morning. We didn’t want you to panic when you woke up,” Asad said, smiling at him. He reached up one hand, brushing Catan’s cheek with the back of his fingers. “Are you uncomfortable, kitten?”

  Catan paused, weighing his reaction. He couldn’t believe last night had actually happened. Was he uncomfortable? Not really. “I just can’t believe it happened. I’m afraid it was all a dream,” he whispered shyly.

  “It wasn’t a dream. I finally have you right where I want you.”

  Catan frowned, turning to face front again.

  “What’s wrong now?” Asad grumbled, leveraging himself up so that he could look down upon Catan.

  “It sure didn’t feel like you wanted me. Why did you change your mind?”

  Asad was silent for so long Catan finally got up the nerve to meet his gaze. Asad was staring down at him with a completely dumbfounded expression. “Are you kidding me? Please tell me you aren’t serious. I’ve been chasing after you for four years and you thought I didn’t want you? What the fuck do you think I’ve been doing? Catan, I want you more than I’ve ever wanted another person, male or female. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. Why would you think I don’t want you?” he finished, sputtering in indignation.

  Catan shrugged his shoulders. “Well, I… I’ve been trying to get your attention recently. Every time I make a move toward you, y-you back away. I thought maybe… you didn’t want me because of what happened.”

  “Refresh my memory, kitten. When did you make this fabled move toward me?”

  He pushed up, trying to dislodge Asad. “I’ve been doing it all week. I’ve touched you, br-brushed up against you. I don’t know what I could have done to make it any more ob-obvious that I wanted you.”

  “That was you being obvious? Lord, kitten, I had no idea.”

  He huffed, glaring at Asad’s chin. He couldn’t meet his eyes. So maybe he wasn’t quite as obvious as he’d thought. Saying the words made him feel like a child. But how was he supposed to act? He had never had to deal with this before.

  Asad sighed, lowering his body to rest against him. “I’m sorry, kitten. I’ll pay closer attention from now on, okay? I didn’t want to push you too fast. I didn’t think you wanted that kind of relationship after what happened to you.”

  “Nothing happened,” he groused.

  “Maybe not this time, but I didn’t want to push you.”

  “I…”

  “What?” Asad asked.

  “It’s just… I like when you call me that.”

  “Kitten?”

  “Yeah, it makes me feel special,” he admitted.

  “You are special, kitten. Don’t ever think differently.”

  His lips curving, he closed his eyes to savor the warm feeling in his chest. Asad made him feel special with just a few words.

  Asad shifted, sliding off the bed to stand beside him. “Laithe wants to leave today. Can you get ready to go back to the ship?” he asked.

  Catan hesitated, realizing they had been delayed because of him. They were supposed to have stayed only a few days on Felid. Now they had spent an extra week on the planet when they were supposed to be patrolling their assigned territory.

  He nodded, picking at the blanket in front of him.

  Asad bent down, leaning over the bed to kiss him. Catan raised his head, meeting Asad’s lips with his own, pressing into the kiss when Asad tried to back up. He moaned, sliding his arms up and around Asad’s neck. This was okay, there was no pressure here. Asad’s lips curled against his own. The Leo leaned back to nip at his mouth with his teeth. “If you don’t stop that, I’m going to be late, and Laithe is going to have your head when he realizes that it is your fault,” he teased.

  “We can’t have that, now can we?” Catan said, pouting. He slumped back to the bed, sitting quietly.

  Asad was silent for so long he finally looked up at him. He was grinning widely, his eyes shining with something that Catan couldn’t quite decipher. Asad purred, crawling onto the bed and maneuvering him back until he rested against the wall behind him. “It looks like I’m going to be late. Laithe can just wait until I’m finished.”

  Catan opened his mouth to speak, but all thoughts went out of his mind when Asad dropped his head, nuzzling his thigh. His vibrating purrs filled the room, the sound hypnotic and calming.

  He responded to that purr, undulating his hips when his slender rod started to engorge with blood. It rose into the air, right in front of Asad’s questing mouth. He gasped, startled, when Asad kissed his shaft. “Oh, oh, Asad. Please,” he mewled. He wanted that mouth on him.

  Asad smiled against his shaft, his lips brushing him. Catan raised one hand, pressing the back to his mouth, trying to silence the whimpers that were escaping. Asad tilted his neck, swallowing his shaft in one move. He tightened his lips along the base of Catan, sucking hard. Catan stilled, frozen when Asad vibrated his cock with a sawing purr. His eyes shut tight, his sac drawing up, his cock erupting, sending jets of come into Asad’s throat.

  Asad released his cock, gracefully moving up his body to press their mouths together. He could taste himself on Asad’s tongue, nearly mindless when Asad started to move on top of him. His hard shaft rode along Catan’s thigh, bumping into his own cock on every upward thrust. It wasn’t long before he started reacting again, the heated press against his body causing his shaft to fill with blood, his hips jerking in time to Asad’s long, measured strokes. Both men panted, matching their mouths together, eagerly kissing. Asad’s agile tongue moved into his mouth, and he sucked hard on the appendage. Asad grunted, pulling away to stare deeply into his eyes, gasping with his thrusts.

  Catan was distracted by a flash by the doorway. He turned his head, glancing over to see a rangy, white body, propped up along the frame of the door. He hadn’t even heard Usama open the door. His face flamed. He didn’t know what to think with Usama watching them.

  “Do you like it?” Asad murmured softly. “Do you like the idea of being watched? You certainly liked watching Rowan with her men last night. How does it make you feel? Knowing that Usama is watching, growing hard from seeing you shake beneath me? Knowing that he wants to be in my place right now, but that he won’t get his chance unless Rajiv and I allow it. You are mine, little one. And he knows it.”

  Catan mewled, tearing his gaze away from the hungry look Usama was giving him. He pressed his body up into Asad and found his second release. Asad groaned, jerking hard against him, the hot splash on his thigh signaling his pleasure.

  He didn’t know how long he lay there, panting. Asad finally lifted his head, briefly kissing his forehead. “Mmm, we are definitely doing that again,” he drawled. “Although, I can’t wait to get you alone, without an audience.”

  Catan glanced b
ack at the door. Usama had disappeared. “Are you going to get into trouble?” he asked, worried now that his mind had cleared. He didn’t want Laithe to be mad at him.

  “Laithe isn’t going to mind. He knows we are together, and if I know him, he is probably off somewhere fucking one or both of his mates, anyway.”

  Catan blushed, remembering the details of last night.

  “I’ll let you rest for a bit. Come out when you are ready,” Asad said with a grin.

  Catan smiled happily, releasing Asad. He watched him pace to the door, turning back briefly to blow a kiss to him. He waited until he was alone and then he bounced in place, squealing quietly and hugging the sheet to his chest.

  He heard a snort outside the door. Usama stuck his head back in to laugh at Catan bouncing like a child in the middle of his bed. “I’m guessing someone got lucky last night, and I know that someone got lucky this morning,” he said, smirking. “When did you finally decide to push your fear away and experiment with Asad?”

  “I’m not gonna tell you anything, so don’t bother asking,” Catan countered.

  Usama came into the room, flinging himself onto the bed beside him, carefully holding his one arm aloft. It was covered in a white wrapping, cupping his broken arm stiffly in place. He still had a variety of cuts and scrapes covering his body, but they were slowly fading. Catan couldn’t imagine what it must have been like to fight The Other One.

  “Come on, you’re my best friend and he’s my brother. You have to tell me something. Besides, take pity on me. I didn’t even get a very good show. I couldn’t see anything with the big bruiser’s body in the way.”

  Catan stilled, smelling something different about his friend. “Well… if you tell me what you did last night, I might tell you what I did last night,” he said, looking pointedly at the bite mark visible at the crease of Usama’s neck.

  Usama covered the mark with his hand, pink just visible under his white fur. “Never mind about that. I’ll tell you later, when we don’t have so many prying ears,” he whispered. “Besides, we have to get ready to leave. Laithe is getting impatient, and you know my brother. Not as well as you know my other brother, but you know what Laithe is like,” he giggled.