Compatibility

Chapter Summary

What? You didn't think they were DONE, did you?

Chapter Notes

And look! It didn't even take a month this time! Lena totally ran away gleefully with

this chapter, absolutely refusing to relinquish control of the POV once she had it. Who

am I to argue? Not the longest chapter, but the parting line was just too perfect to pass

up. :)

Alex's POV

Their combined laughter is a delight, every bit as good a rush as the drumbeat of orgasm still in my

cells. I don't want to move, because enjoying the endorphin dump is part of the fun, but my new

lovers are both antsy. Well, since Lena remains sprawled out on top of me, that seems like a fair

place to start. The switch from wandering hands being casual to seductive isn't missed and Lena

makes a low, sexy sound. Yummy!

"So, that was fun," I tease her throatily. "But I didn't get much of a chance at those gorgeous tits of

yours."

I'm ready for more play, but first, a nice, big stretch right down to the toes to get my circulation

reminded of how it's supposed to be working. Besides, the showing off gets a happy noise out of

Lena and gives me an excuse to worm my arm back under Sam's head to drag her close.

Pressing herself up onto her elbows, Lena grins at me, and I know the signs of a playful lover.

Now, I know my best assets with the ladies, and that was before I was built like this! Soften the

eyes, curl the slightest pout and look sweetly adorable.

"Please?"

Works pretty much every time.

The lady is a good kisser, involved, active and a mix of aggressive and coy. I enjoy it and let my

hand wander over her back and side, while the other one does similar to Sam. God, but they are an

excess of riches! I hardly know what to do with myself.

While they get my motor revving again, I get a chance at Lena's amazing chest. She's stacked,

particularly for someone of her stature, and I'm having a blast at the new terrain. The squeak and

admonishment for getting too aggressive at all that delicious softness teaches me her basic limits

and I file the info away. Meanwhile, I'm tickling over hip and belly, because I know where that

hand wants to be.

Luckily, Lena is just as eager and with a few strokes over that soft-firm belly, I can feel the brush

of neatly-trimmed pubes and slide easily into the heat and wet below. We both make a happy noise

at that, Sam chuckling warmly and doing something with her hand that gets a whole new sexy

noise from Lena.

I'll take the time for pointers later. In the meantime…

An introductory pet over Lena's clit gets a little shimmy, but a stroking pinch makes her hips jerk

and her voice warble urgently. Noted. Running the calloused hills and valleys of my fingers

through her softness gets a feel for the layout and I circle my index finger around where she is so

hot and wet.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes!"

Any attempt to take it slow is kyboshed by a sharp thrust of Lena's hips and I relish the wet heat of

her wrapped around my finger. That guttural groan is fuel on the fire, Sam squirming anxiously at

my side. I can feel her fingers at my hip where she's clearly touching herself and I reflexively

clench my hand up in her silky hair. That gets a choked cry, but certainly not one of objection as

Sam's whole lanky body seems supercharged with lust. I'm loving the damp burn of their mingled

breath as they kiss and lick at the corners of my mouth, panting and whining urgently.

Sam gasps out a little cry first, humping against my hip, and it's enough to send Lena over the edge,

moaning sweetly into my dopey grin while her body clenches rhythmically around my finger.

"Gorgeous," I breathe out with true appreciation to the sexy spectacle and gave Sam's hair a tug as

Lena begins to relax. "You're not done, are you? So much energy and heat in you. Get naked and if

you want, bring your ass up here and straddle my head. Lena, you got enough gas left to give her a

hand?"

"Yeah," she says a little breathlessly and whines when I retrieve my hand and Sam nearly rolls

herself onto the floor in her eagerness to get naked. I can't help my chuckling when she strips and

scrambles up to stand on the bad, nearly trampling me in her eagerness.

"Easy, sexy. There we go, nice and easy. I don't have enough hair left to catch with your knees, so

you're good."

It is so wrong on so many levels that watching Sam fold up those long legs reminds her of

watching the alpaca cush and it takes real effort to choke down a laugh into a cough and help Lena

get Sam settled. Thankfully, I have the most pleasant of distractions and nose through wet curls to

get my first taste.

The happy hum makes Sam squeak and grab at Lena as she slides up my torso to tuck herself in

close.

"Feel good, Sammy?"

Yep, Lena is definitely the tease of this partnership, voice husky as she skims her hands over Sam's

tits and belly, just as I am doing. Despite Sam being the focus of our attentions, Lena makes the

effort to pay me attention, petting pet gentle fingertips over my eyebrows and making me smile at

the tenderness.

I knew they were good people when I met them, and it had nothing to do with the money!

"Oh christ…"

The hoarse cussing is the signal for Sam's motor hitting the next highest gear, and to keep her from

squirming right off my face, I lock my arms around those slender thighs. Heh, she likes that,

whining and begging while really struggling for the freedom of movement she wants. Wonder if

she'll let me strap up and have both hands free so she can play bucking bronco all she wants?

Lena's POV

Head back, hips working overtime and making a lusty racket, Sam reaches back to cling to me.

There is an edge of desperation in her touch, of needing me to anchor her, and I love it. She is

usually so in command, even in lovemaking, and certainly during our swinger playdates!

So, certainly my Sammy isn't used to being manhandled, as it were; to being so effortlessly

restrained. While there is real strength in her slender solidness, she is no match for the muscled

arms holding her tight. Oh, and is she enjoying herself, whining and gripping at me too hard while

she enjoys fulfilling so many fantasies about experiencing Alex's obvious vigor.

I'm relishing Sam's abandonment to the experience, loving watching as much as if I were the one

being eaten out. Though I'm certainly looking forward to being at the mercy of that smart mouth

myself!

"So beautiful," I whisper in Sam's ear, tracing my tongue around the shell and nibbling at the lobe.

Alex is just as involved, humming across about an octave a half as she works, her powerful frame

writhing sinuously, seemingly taking no note of the weight of two grown adults on her. I love it,

and Sam and I have made any attempt to hide our appreciation of her physique!

Alex does something and Sam makes an unholy sound, climax seizing her up like an engine in the

coldest winter while Alex actually growls. Lost in the sensations, Sam arches until her head is

pressed into my shoulder, yanking at my thigh and hair.

"Gorgeous," I softly echo Alex's earlier statement and gently tug Sam more solidly into my body as

she starts to come down, freeing up Alex to work the soreness from her jaw. Strong arms draw us

down as one mass to snuggle into Alex, Sam more sprawled along her side and me happily using

them both as a mattress.

For long moments, we breathe together, bodies easy with this new dynamic. It's different, but

delightful.

"Bummer I was being obtuse earlier, but the buildup was nice."

I can't stop my giggling at Alex's sass, Sam snorting and giving her a playful headbutt that makes

her hiss.

"Oh, Sammy, your head!"

Sam hates being fussed over and Ruby is just like her in that respect. All too often I ignore their

squirming and do it anyway. Alex doesn't even hesitate to reach over my head as best she can to

thumb near the purpling beneath Sam's skin.

"You shouldn't be exerting yourself, Captain Headwound."

"I'm fine!"

Skeptical at the pouting, Alex merely eyes Sam for a long moment before placing the softest,

sweetest little kiss on the small square of gauze over the cut. And my Sam? My tough, New Yorker

Sam?

She blushes like a schoolgirl.

Adorable.

"Just no more headbutts, okay?" the gentle teasing abruptly becomes Alex gathering herself to go

into motion, despite our mutual whining. "Pee break! No, don't complain at the doc, it's good for

you. Shoo!"

I'm up first and head out, nearly balking at the few shades pulled around the cozy living area. But

the lights are out, illumination coming in from outside, and that gives me enough cover. BP jumps

up where she has been holding vigil against the bedroom door, ignoring me to go to her human.

I do as the good doctor ordered and wet down a washcloth before swapping out with a slightly

wobbly Sam.

"Worth the wait?" I tease and Sam giggles and plants a sloppy kiss on me before taking over the

bathroom, not even bothering to close the door. When I bump into Alex at the threshold of her

bedroom, a touch on her sensitive belly stops her from moving so that I can kiss her too.

"Definitely worth the wait."

That smile could light up New York.

After a quick mopping off, I climb back into the bed to snuggle into the blankets and warm up. Out

in the dark house, Sam giggles at something Alex says and appears a moment later to light up with

delight and join me in the warmth. We're halfway between asleep and ready for round two when

Alex finally reappears.

"Honestly, you brat, out."

For a moment, I'm confused until there's a plaintive meow from the floor. Alex sighs and sets a big

steel water bottle and a couple apples on the tiny nightstand before crouching down. When she

stands again, sure enough, Biscotti is snuggling in, talking away at her favorite. With an

affectionate sigh, Alex tilts her head towards the living room.

"Back in a few."

We've downed most of the water and an entire apple before Alex slips back in.

"Hey! Share!"

Now Sam is an only child and Lex is so much older than I that we both giggle and squeal at Alex's

surprise attack. Ripping off the blankets, she 'rarrs' like a terrible movie monster and manages to

get in a wet mouth fart on Sam's ribs while she tickles mine. An elbow to the head doesn't even

faze her and she somehow saves the bottle from dumping all over the bed.

"Now who's a brat?"

Sam's complaint lacks any heat and Alex just smirks as she drinks the rest of the water and takes an

enormous bite out of the other apple.

"So you guys have totally done this before, haven't you?"

Even as she brightly asks the question, Alex is grabbing the blankets to toss them over us as she

flops down on the bed hard to nearly launch us both towards the ceiling. The contrast between the

nervous wreck and this casually brash thing is a little startling, but I love it. Sam grabs me to roll

over and once more we are a big, warm pile.

I could get used to this.

"The college students are our favorites," I answer casually and delicately lick the glisten of apple

juice in the corner of Alex's smile. Sam happily jumps in, even as she nuzzles at my shoulder and

hands start wandering.

"Hell yes! Less likely to have fake IDs and generally in a mindset to be experimental."

"And often thrilled to be cornered by a couple of hot older women."

Alex huffs in amusement. "I hardly think you're old."

"Hey, almost twenty-seven is old for a lot of them. And tall and smiley here left thirty behind a

year ago!"

"Oh sure, give away all my secrets, Luthor. Evil."

Now Alex laughs for real, joining in on the casual touching with enthusiasm. "I'm afraid my

thirtieth was anti-climatic after getting kicked by an ostrich."

"Was that just this year?"

"Summer solstice nearly every year. The date changes."

"Oh, you smartass!"

The bantering and touches become kisses becomes another round in the sheets, our braided bodies

having a better hang of it now. Having been pleasantly double-teamed, I'm enjoying watching my

lovers, noting that Sam is still somehow still deferential to Alex's aggressive interest. It's a change

glorious to watch, her slenderness trapped under Alex's bulk, their hips working together, mouths

locked.

"You're getting frustrated," Alex murmurs against Sam's lips and I'm delighted at ever more proof

of her sensitivity. "What do you need, gorgeous?"

Sam looks horny and a little cagey. Sometimes it's hard to be honest about personal things. Alex

just kisses and nibbles at her neck, earning a groan.

"Mouth? Hands? There's some toys in the bedstand too."

After a moment of consternated pondering, Sam wiggles to be let up. "Let me see."

"Sure thing."

Alex rolls off, which has her mass squishing me up against the wall. Not that I mind, fondling the

reddish hair and petting that fuzzy undercut. In only a glance into the drawer, Sam jerks a hot stare

over to Alex and I can almost feel the smug on her.

"See something you like?"

That sexy purr in Alex's sweet voice does something to both of us and Sam stops hesitating and

reaches in to pull out a nicely-proportioned strap-on. "Are you good with this?"

"Yep," Alex drawls arrogantly. "Let's get it on and I'll prove it."

Oh, this will be glorious!

With the ease of familiar use, Alex is on her feet and getting harnessed up, grabbing a condom and

a little bottle of lube. Sam is flushed from ass to neck, looks almost nervous in addition to

trembling with eagerness. This will be a treat for her, for while I'm happy to perform, frankly, I'm

not athletic enough for her needs and she rarely if ever trusts a stranger enough to really get into it.

"You good?" Alex checks in gently as she climbs back into the bed, following Sam as she falls

back.

"Yeah, I'm good," Sam answers quickly and there's no missing the breathlessness.

I snuggle in as close to the wall as I can to give them room to give me a show.

Alex does not disappoint, mouth, hands and questions going over to territory already covered, just

to make sure everything is okay. There's no missing that Sam remains a little nervous, but also

roughly pulls Alex in. This time when hips nestle, Sam makes a whole different noise, squirming

while Alex settles in gently.

"You good?"

"Yeah. Come on!"

Now they're both breathless, Sam getting those glorious long legs wrapped around Alex's waist as

the fucking starts in earnest. To get better leverage, Alex raises up on her hands and Sam's grip on

those bunched arms I know gives her as much of a thrill as the main act.

Oh it's hard to keep my hands to myself as I watch Sam happily lose herself, crying out and clawing

at Alex's arms and shoulders. I can't resist reaching out to pet the straining abdominals I've been

lusting over for months, Alex whining needily and losing her rhythm for a moment, to Sam's noisy

annoyance.

My cheeky grin earns me a double set of brown-eyed glares. "Oops?"

"You just wait your turn," Alex growls and it's as much threat as promise.

Lucky me!

It's pretty rare that Sam isn't game for a marathon, the energetic dear. So, it's no shock to me that

she's clamping down on Alex like a python, neck muscles straining, and still begging for more.

When Alex shoots me a faintly desperate, questioning look, I grin widely.

"Oh, she'll let you know when she's done, stud."

Now Alex's natural feistiness is challenged and she shifts to get her knees under her for better

leverage. With a couple of quick breaths, she's up for the dare for more and harder. Oh, Sam is

going to be sore tomorrow, but I doubt she'll mind it much!

The workhorse is finally breaking a sweat, strokes even and powerful. She's a piston, not a

jackhammer and I'm looking forward to testing her engine out myself! Orgasm three threatens to

have Sam waking up the whole farm and putting some strain on Alex's sweaty back. Hopefully,

this place is insulated for more than just the cold.

"You good, babe?" I ask when Sam seems to be conflicted about letting up on her deathgrip on a

pleased Alex. Both are breathing hard, sweaty and sexy with exertion and I love it. Finally, Sam

relaxes, both of them hissing when Alex's pulling out flexes fingernails into existing welts all over

those muscled arms.

"Yeah… Guess all this R and R has made me weak. No stamina at all."

I just chuckle at the sass and kiss her. "Rest, Sammy. You've earned it."

"But I'll miss fun," she whines, eyes already at half-mast.

"Maybe, but there's plenty more where that came from. The warhorse isn't even panting yet."

That earns Sam's sweetest laugh and a sloppy smooch on my temple before she grins at our

playmate.

"Hey, Alex? Definitely worth the one fifty."

Alex and I just laugh.