as he pushed into her, she realized that he was very wide and long enough to bottom out with just a few thrusts.
Silari was adapting to the feel of him inside her when Niiko moved behind Maksuan and fell through him, resting within her body.
Her channel moved, shifted and Maksuan slid forward until he was completely inside.
Niiko remained inside them both as Maksuan began to thrust, rocking at first and then a heady pounding that had Silari crying out with each contact.
When her orgasm rushed over her, Niiko sent a flaring burn through her and Maksuan’s eyes widened, turning bright green for a moment as his body bucked into her over and over.
He rested, his weight on his forearms on either side of her torso, his head against her neck.
They were both breathing heavily and with weak arms, Silari raised her hands and wrapped them around him.
Three minds were coasting in the afterglow and Silari still wasn’t sure that she would ever get used to having Niiko inside her every day.
Casual nudity had never been something Silari had considered as an option for a lifestyle, but it seemed appropriate when the clothing that she had access to involved so many tiny details and so much precision.
She was looking at the detailed embossing of Maksuan’s ascension to the post of Avatar. “What were your original plans for your future?”
Maksuan was wearing a short wrap around his hips and he looked at her in surprise. “I think I wanted to get married, have a family and work in the family greenhouse. It has always been a source of regret that I was unable to continue with the plants as Avatar.”
“Why?”
“Why couldn’t I work with plants? It is unseemly. It does not suit the station of the Avatar.”
“Why not simply have it as a hobby? A form of stress release.”
He paused while scrambling some eggs, quickly moving the pan off the heat. “It has not been done before.”
“Oh, honey, I plan on doing plenty of things that have not been done by an Avatar before. It doesn’t make them wrong, just different.”
He grinned and Niiko nodded in encouragement. “Well, apparently you are the excuse that Niiko has been waiting for.”
Silari snickered, “That or Niiko considers me an option for stress release.”
It was true—every time Maksuan and Silari got together, Niiko was there. His favourite position was when she was on her side, Maksuan was thrusting into her from behind and he was caressing her from the front. To be caressed by nothing less than the soul of the planet was an honour, but the electric prickles were still a turn on.
She sat at the low table as Maksuan provided her with breakfast. “I think you should do it. Start small. A planting house on the edge of the residence and then expand it. Hey, take over the room I was in during the selection. That room got amazing light exposure.”
He grinned. “Niiko insisted that you were to get that room. Your mind needed the space he said and who am I to gainsay my Planet.”
She laughed. She argued with Niiko every time he spoke in her head. Sure, he could take her over whenever he wished, but she and Maksuan both knew that she was there to cater to the female population. In recent years, they had been denied certain freedoms and it was time to right the problem.
As she ate her breakfast of eggs and flatbread with a cup of tea at the ready, she understood why he had brought her here. This place was where Niiko had tapped his first Avatar and their faces were now in place on the wall next to Maksuan’s solo promotion as well as his grandmother’s face forever immortalized in stone and in the genetic line that she left behind. It was a strong legacy and one he should be proud of.
If her family had been half as supportive, she might still be back on Earth, sharing holidays with them rather than somewhere across the galaxies eating eggs on an alien world.
Chapter Ten
Silari sighed happily. She was running her hands over the scars on Maksuan’s back