Authors Note: Hello there, deepest apologies for the delay. This chapter was the death of me for the whole two weeks. I hope your all still with me.

Day 2

With my body refusing to go back to sleep at 7:00AM, I gave up at trying to go back to sleep. Slipping on my robe I walked over to the window muffling a yawn with the back of my hand. The view of the trees blowing in the wind with the light orange sky made a wave of peace fall upon me. The view of the woods just outside our bedroom however made me suddenly miss home, and the wide-open space of the woods behind my childhood home.

With the thought of the woods in my mind, I quickly jumped on the idea of spending the morning hiking. Living in the outskirts of Shi'Kahr was peaceful but while it had its benefits being away from the most busiest areas, I still missed the smell of the trees, the feeling of tree branches breaking under my feet, and the smell of fresh air.

Happy that I thought ahead to bring some old hiking trousers and boots, I pulled them out of the bottom of our bags and slipped them on in record time. As Sarek was due to complete his morning meditation I took a spare set of hiking trousers, boots, and a shirt into the spare bedroom. However, much to my surprise, he was not there.

"Hm…"

The bathrooms were empty, the kitchen was empty, and the sitting room was empty. As I plopped down in the white chair in the sitting room with a sigh, the latch on the door clicked and the door suddenly opened.

"Amanda, you are awake."

I rose a brow when I saw that he was already in his robes when he closed the door behind him. While I was curious as to where he had been, I stood up and walked over to him and held up the hiking gear with a nervous smile.

"Yea, I couldn't go back to sleep. I thought we could go hiking. It's a beautiful morning and it's not that hot yet."

When he simply observed the items in my hand without saying anything, I scoffed and rolled my eyes playfully, "I thought I should bring the appropriate attire, you can't go hiking in your robes after all."

He simply looked down at the clothing in my hands for about a minute before he took the boots from on top of the clothing and said flatly, "I would prefer to wear my robes for the duration of our hike."

"Are you sure? Don't you think it would be logical to wear appropriate clothing for the activity?"

"I do not possess proper footwear for the suggested activity. Therefore, I will accept the boots."

"Well, better than nothing." I said, placing the clothing on the chair nearby. "It's are there if you wish to change your mind, and please be ready soon. I would like to leave before it gets too hot."

Three minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom still in his traditional robes but wearing a pair bulky dark brown hiking boots. I must admit it was a rather odd combination, but even I had to admit that comfort was more important. With my thermos of coffee in hand, and a rucksack full of snacks and water for the morning of hiking, I led the way out back of our accommodation and through the woods, just as the violent sun began to shine violently through the orange sky.

The wind was hot, but bearable as we walked the designated path, which was quite crowded for almost eight o'clock in the morning.

"Good Morning!" called a male voice.

I almost jumped in surprise when I saw a smiling naked Beta/Kazon couple walking past us holding their clothing in their hands.

"Good Morning!" I smiled back, trying to maintain eye contact.

So that is what a Kazon's penis looks like!

As he poked at my conscious, I cleared my throat and immediately veered right, and off the designated path. I had hoped that walking far into the woods would provide some peace within the tall trees and bushes, but I did not even think to acknowledge the possibility of running into various mating couples throughout the woods.

After working our way around the sixth mating couple we had encountered in the last ten minutes, we walked further into the woods and after a good hour walking further into the woods, I stopped against a tree suddenly feeling quite tired and warm. I threw my rucksack to the ground and leaned against the tree.

I caught a glimpse of my husband following me, lifting the side of his robe as we stepped over a big branch before he stopped beside me and simply looked at me with his usual flat expression. I scoffed to myself as he started to wipe the dirt off the bottom of his robe.

"I still can't believe you chose to wear your robes."

"I find it hard to understand why you insisted on going off the designated course suggested by the owners of this resort." He countered.

"Have you forgotten about all the couples that we have encountered having sex on the designated trail?" I said with an upward brow. "Part of the reason I like to hike is because its peaceful. I don't think hearing an Orion woman begging her Cardassian mate to, and I quote, 'Fuck her ass harder' is peaceful."

I sighed in relief as a comforting breeze ran through my hair and against part of my exposed chest. "And I thought it would be nice to find a private place." I added.

He was silent and simply continued to observe me, so I rolled my eyes playfully and reached for his arm, caressing it gently. "Don't worry, Mr. Ambassador. I won't get us lost."

"I did not suggest that." He said flatly.

"Not openly, but I know that look." I held the thermos of warm coffee up to my lips and took a long gulp. We stood there in awkward silence for about two minutes, my curiosity began to boil over and I decided to brave the one question that was now becoming unbearable not to ask. I continued to caress his shoulder gently as I drew in a deep breath,

"When I woke up this morning… you weren't there. Where were you?"

He stared at me for about a minute before finally answering, "I was speaking to Tavrek."

I rose a brow. "You were?" I asked, with a tinge of surprise in my voice, "About what?"

"Nothing of importance." he replied flatly.

"Do you wish to pursue him? You know I give you my permission, if so."

"I have told you once before that I am not attracted to the male sex."

"I know I'm just making sure…" I reached up and caressed the side of his face gently with a sigh, "It seems like I am the only one having a good time on this trip. I don't want you to miss out."

"I can assure you that I am, how you phrase, having a good time."

"Are you though?"

"I wouldn't have said it if it weren't true."

I smiled and rolled my eyes playfully. "Should I even ask any more questions about your conversation with Tavrek?"

"No." he replied flatly.

"Very well then."

"We should continue further into the woods." he suddenly suggested.

Taking my rucksack off the ground he helped me adjust it onto my shoulders. He led the way, and after ten minutes of walking in silence he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked, but when I looked forward, I felt myself melt in the beautiful sight before me.

It was a beautiful open area of green grass that was surrounded by trees. It was so unlike the normal Vulcan landscape, and it filled my mind with memories of camping with my sister and father when I was growing up. My father always said to pick an area surrounded my trees to set up camp, it will provide shelter in case of rain and protection in case of wild animals.

I relished in the memory, in his voice and soon I felt tears well in my eyes. Not tears of sadness, but more tears of happiness.

It was Sarek's fingers that brushed against my hand that brought me back to reality. I leaned into the front of his body and sighed longingly feeling at peace. His finger found the bottom of my chin and tilted my head up to meet his gaze. I had expected the soft feeling of his lips to brush against mine, but instead it was his finger that wiped the stray tear that fell down my cheek.

"Sorry." I uttered softly. "It just reminds me of home… of my father."

May I see? He asked.

He always respected my privacy whenever home was involved, and I always endeavoured to keep certain parts of it just for me, and me alone. But this memory was too precious. I smiled and gently moved his hand to my cheek, where his fingers found my PSI points and I shared the precious memory with him.

He lingered, even after the memory was over, but I did not mind it. I enjoyed feeling him, his presence in my mind, his warmth, it was comforting even in the simplest of times. When his free arm wrapped around my hip and pulled me closer to him, an erotic scenario suddenly entered my mind and through our bond.

Trees. Us.

I felt the blood to rush to my cheeks.

"Sorry." I whispered.

"There is nothing wrong with such a scenario." He said softly.

Gently, he began to push me back until I was up against a tree. His fingers relaxed on my cheek and wrapped around the side of my face, his thumb caressing my cheek gently. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and pressed my lips against his. His hands roamed my hips, before snaking around to squeeze my bum cheeks through my skin-tight trousers. I pushed his outer robe off his shoulders and after a moment of shifting, he tossed it to the ground. I wrapped my leg around him and instinctively began to grind my hips against his forming erection, which in turn caused him to let out a small groan.

It caused me so much pleasure to see my Vulcan husband reduced to putty.

I continued to grind against him, until I felt a slight dampness on his trousers and for a moment, I did not know if the wetness was from me…or him. With a quick movement, he turned me around and pushed me against the tree. Pressing his front against my back caused my hips to continue to instantly grind back against him. I could feel myself growing wetter through my trousers, my clitoris becoming hard and swollen, desperately wanting to be touched. His hand slipped down my blouse and pinched my nipples between his thumb and first finger.

I caressed his hand gently as I bit my lip and reached back, desperate to feel him. I took hold of him through his trousers and began to stroke him in a slow rhythm. He squeezed my nipples harder and let out a groan. His other hand trailed from my hip to my trousers, he slipped his hand down my trousers and when his cool hands found my warm and throbbing clitoris I sighed in relief. His fingers instantly found a good rhythm and I felt my legs begin to begin to give way from the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

How on earth do people manage to do this standing?

He tightened his grasp around my chest and held me upright, quickening his pace with his fingers he squeezed my nipple hard.

I focused hard on continuing to pleasure him, but I knew I was likely failing. I could barely control the sound that was coming from my mouth and everything felt like jelly. I felt myself grow wetter and wetter with each circle and as my hips began to grind harder against his hard erection, I could not take it anymore.

"Fuck me." I begged softly. Reaching out, I leaned forward finding some balance against the tree. "Please."

He struggled with the clasps of my trousers, until I pushed his hands away and quickly pulled them down to my knees.

There was something exciting about this. In an open area, with the likelihood of getting caught. For a split second, I thought that we should stop, but when he thrust himself inside and my whole body became warm and full of ecstasy, all thought of stopping vanished.

I leaned forward and wrapped my hands around the tree for support and began to buck my hips back with his fast rhythm.

When his hand found my swollen clitoris, it didn't take long for our pace to become frantic. I let out a loud moan as the powerful orgasm hit me like a tsunami, he continued to thrust hard for a few moments until he let out a sharp groan and buried his fingers into my hips.

We lingered there for several minutes, out of breath with his member still throbbing inside me.

When he pulled out, I released much to my surprise, that I did not feel as… 'full' as usual. Upon further observation, I realized that there was much less of it than usual between my legs. I looked at him as he adjusted himself back into his trousers and realized, with a smile on my face, that I was draining him dry.

After adjusting my blouse and pulling my trousers back over my hips, I pulled him into an embrace and kissed his lips gently.

"Getting tired of me, eh?" I teased.

"I could never grow tired of you." He said, kissing me back gently, "It is only natural for physical exhaustion to occur after-"

"I know my love." I interrupted softly, "I was just teasing you." I reached down and ran my hand over his semi erect lok in his trousers, "Do you think you can handle one more day?"

"I believe it is manageable."

"Good." I reached into my rucksack and handed him a separate thermos of water which he accepted. After a prolonged gulp, I placed it back into the side pocket and adjusted the bag back over my shoulder, "Now, let's continue on."

I took two steps forward before he suddenly said,

"You have plans to continue on?"

"Yes. I still want to see everything, and besides," I glanced at my watch, "It's only just 09:30AM. The day is still young."

We continued for a couple more hours until we arrived back at the resort, sweaty, and dirty. We quickly jumped in the shower, taking care to gently wash the grime, sweat and stickiness off each other. When my hand glided over his abdomen, I smiled upon feeling his member harden against me.

I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips before pulling away and slowly finding my way down and onto my knees. I cupped my hands around his buttocks and slipped him in my mouth, and began to move at a slow, torturous pace.

He soon let out short groans of frustration as his hips thrust forward, seemingly urging me to quicken my pace. I looked up at him and upon seeing the expression of borderline torture on his face I quickened my rhythm and allowed him to thrust his hips forward to meet my quickening rhythm.

It did not take long before I felt his warm seed run down the back of my throat. I held onto him as he came own from his orgasm and slowly found my way back to my feet.

"Satisfied?" I asked.

"You… have asked an illogical question." He answered, still out of breath.

Lunch proved to be quite entertaining. Complements of the resort (well, Spock technically) we received a basket of fruit along with our meals. My eyes instantly drew to the chocolate covered strawberries. Taking the biggest one from the tray, I hoped up on the kitchen counter and placed it seductively in my mouth. My husband's gazing eye caused arousal to build, and when I bit down hard, I watched his eyes follow the juices as they ran down my chin, and bare chest.

"Uh oh." I smiled. "It seems like I'm making a bit of a mess."

I popped the other half into my mouth and unlaced my bath robe, opening it to reveal my naked body. With his eyes still glued to the traveling juices, I watched him take a step closer to me and leaned forward. While I had expected to feel his tongue on my stomach, much to my surprise he placed his tongue on my swollen nub and began to suck it gently.

Warm tingles ran up my body as he wrapped his hands under my bum and pulled me closer to him. My hips tensed violently as he flicked his tongue against my exposed clit. I bent down and ran my fingers through his dishevelled hair, throwing my head back as he sucked my exposed clit.

"I'm gonna cum" I uttered.

My hips tensed, my fingers enclosed around his hair, and I let out a loud moan as the orgasm washed over me.

He trailed his tongue from my clit, up my stomach, my chest, until he pressed his sweet lips gently against mine.

"Bed." he whispered.

"What about lunch?"

With a quick motion, he lifted me off the counter and into his arms. "I believe it can wait."

When I felt something hard from under me, I did not even have to look down to know what it was. Who did I have to thank for Vulcan having multiple orgasms?

I don't remember exactly falling asleep, but I do remember being awaken by the consistent chirping of my PADD going off. I grabbed it from the nightstand beside me and propped myself onto my elbow letting the white sheet fell from my chest as I read the black words displayed on my device. My brow rose in confusion,

"Sarek" I called calmly, "It says we have an appointment with the therapist at three o'clock…in five minutes? Didn't we just have one yesterday?"

Sarek walked into the bedroom, shoving his arm into the sleeve of his brown outer robe. "I have asked for the therapist to meet with you today. I have certain matters to attend to."

"Matters, eh? Are you engaging in diplomatic relations while we are on holiday?"

"No." he said flatly.

I whipped my legs over the side of the bed and got up. "Then why won't you come with me? This is an appointment for us both."

"I thought you could ask her questions of a personal nature… concerning the certain activity we wish to try."

I smiled wickedly, walking over to him, "Ah, you too shy to ask her about pegging?" I caressed his shoulders gently.

But as I tuned into him. His body. His mind. I suddenly had the feeling that something else was up. When I poked at his conscious, he shut me out. A tell-tale sign he was up to something. I rose a brow,

"What are you up to?"

"I have a meeting I need to attend."

"With?"

He was silent, and after a moment. I simply sighed and nodded, "Right. Well, I'll be back in an hour. Will you be here when I return?"

"Yes."

After a peck on the cheek, I grabbed my cloak on the chair, wrapped it over myself and made my way to the main door. Opening the door for me, I turned back around and kissed him gently on the lips,

"Try not to get cum on the sheets." I smiled, before walking down the corridor.

What the heck was he up to?

Dr Shaunna was just as sexually forthright the second time around. Coming in five minutes late, wiping her face with a wet towel, she was just as surprised to see me as I was to see her. Nonetheless, we had a lot to catch up on and I was surprised when I was happy to share it with her.

I must have been speaking for about half an hour straight speaking about T'Sera and then our time in the woods. Her smile was so warm and comforting as she took some notes and then asked in her soft-spoken voice.

"And how did you feel, about your body when all this was happening?"

"Honestly? I didn't care."

Since it was our last session, she was willing to answer any more questions I had and after getting into some pegging questions I was surprised when she reached into her drawer and took out a small plug wrapped in plastic.

"I know, I know it's not good for the environment." She began, "but these are the smallest. I suggest having him keep it in for a couple of hours. It'll stretch him out and…keep him pent him up."

"I see."

"Well, Amanda. This is the end of our final session. It has been amazing to know you and speak with you. I do hope that you and Sarek come back to the resort I would love to spend some more…private time with you two."

I smiled and was surprised by my next action, which seemed to come so naturally. I stood up and caressed her cheek gently. "Perhaps next time, Doctor." I whispered, peaking at her sumptuous bosom spilling out of her floral blouse.

"Nice rack." I smiled and winked, bending down I placed a gently kiss on her cheek.

"Nice ass." She whispered and winked back, and I almost jumped in surprise when I felt her arm snake around my hip and cup my bum cheek.

She stood up, wrapping her arm around my waist she kindly escorted me out of her office and to the turbo lift.

"Thank you." I smiled, "for everything."

"You are most welcome." She smiled, holding up the small plug wrapped in plastic once more. I smiled and took it as the turbo lift opened and shoved it deep into my cloak pocket.

I had never felt more at peace as I walked the five minutes back to our rooms from Dr Shaunna's office. I opened the door to silence. So silent that you could hear a pin drop. For a moment, I thought Sarek was meditating in the bedroom but as I rounded the corner and walked into the bedroom, I found him not to meditating at all.

T'Sera was sitting on the bed in a short black robe with Tav standing beside her. Her presence immediately caused butterflies to fill my stomach. She looked beautiful…absoultely beautiful. Sarek stood with his back towards the door, but even as he turned around and acknowledged my presence my eyes were far from focused on him.

"H-H-Hi…"

"Hello, Amanda." T'Sera smiled.

I glance over at Sarek, whose eyes immediately fell back to the couple, "Do you both agree to the terms and conditions?"

"Yes." T'Sera nodded.

"Yes." Tav smiled.

"Wh-What terms…and conditions?" I asked timidly. When there was a lingering silence, I turned to the beautiful woman sitting on the bed, "What does he mean?"

T'Sera smiled and after a glance to her husband, rose from the bed. She walked slowly over to me and placed her hand on the side of my face, caressing my cheek gently with her thumb.

"He means that I can finally taste just how sweet the Vulcan Ambassador's wife is."

Those words fell so innocently from her lips. She pulled herself closer to me and before I knew it, my lips were upon hers. The gesture immediately made my clitoris start throbbing between my legs. "Do you consent?" She asked, against my lips.

What a stupid fucking question, I immediately thought as I pressed my lips back against hers, my hand began to caress the side of her neck. Even though I was full of excitement, desperation, and anxiety I forced my lips apart from hers.

"Yes." I uttered. "But, what of your husband?"

"I have said once before," she wrapped her arm around my hip, "that you are for me, and me only, and I meant it. He will not touch you. Our men have been instructed to watch. They will not participate."

She brushed her lips against mine one more. Oh, her lips were so soft. I felt my knees grow weak and for a moment I thought I was going to fall to the ground. She pulled away and glanced at Sarek,

"Is that correct, Sarek?"

"Correct." Sarek responded, "You may do as you wish with T'Sera."

His last statement left me utterly dumbfounded. I was dreaming, tell me I was dreaming.

Her thumb caressed my cheek gently. "You are not dreaming, my Lady."

'My Lady'. It sounded so right coming from her lips.

I wrapped my arm around her hip and pulled her towards me kissing her lips passionately. Her hands began to roam my back and quickly found the zipper at the nape of my neck. She began to push it down when I touched her arm and pulled away from our embrace.

"Wait."

Her face fell in disappointment. It surprised me just how painful the sight was. I caressed the side of her face gently and gave her a reassuring smile

The men... we should tie them up.

"I like how you think." She whispered.

I suppose touch telepathy did have its benefits.

She momentarily looked for Tav until she found him already sitting down in one of the chairs near us, caressing his bulge through his pants.

She wagged her finger and walked over to him. "You know the rules."

"Yes, Mistress." He whispered, removing his hand.

Now that's something you don't see every day. The most popular man in Hollywood calling his wife 'Mistress' and being submissive. I liked it.

Sarek was sitting in the chair beside the door, and while he was being good and not touching himself there was a rather noticeable bulge in his pants. I walked over to him with a sly smile and leaned forward, rubbing him through his trousers. My touch already seeming to loosen the remaining strains of his logic.

Who said Vulcans have good self-control, again?

There was some red rope on the wardrobe beside him from the welcome basket. I took one of the long pieces and tossed it to T'Sera while I made quick work of tying each of Sarek's wrists to the arms of the chair. I pulled the knot tight and kissed his lips gently.

"Tight?" I breathed softly.

Yes… Miss.

Good Boy.

I could not help but smile and caress the side of his face gently when it all came together. He was speaking to Tav this morning, and then there was that meeting… I was suddenly overcome with gratitude and affection.

Thank you. I sent.

Her soft hand caressed the top part of my bare back before she grasped the zip of my dress with her thumb and forefinger.

She pulled it down to my hips and pushed the sleeves off my arms. Taking the fabric at my hips she pulled my knickers down with the dress and placed a gentle kiss in the crook of my neck.

Are you pleased? I asked him through our bond.

I am most pleased, he said.

"As am I." T'Sera whispered.

A statement that made me chuckle.

"To bed, my Lady." she whispered softly, snaking her free arm hand around my hips. When she turned me around to face her, it was then that I realized that she had discarded her robe. With her green nipples erect I could not control my wandering hands. I cupped her breast gently.

"You're beautiful." I whispered, placing a passionate kiss on her lips.

Taking my hips, she guided us over to the bed. This time, she was the one determined to be in control and as she laid herself between my legs my hips instantly bucked up against her warm opening.

"Not as beautiful as you." She said, as she began to trail kisses from my neck down my body. It was much to my surprise that when she reached my legs, they seemed to clench shut as I was suddenly filled with nervousness.

She guided kisses up my lower belly, making sure to take care of each nipple before she finally reached my lips.

"I want to taste you." She whispered, "Let me taste you… please"

"I seem to… be nervous." I uttered.

"There is nothing to be nervous about." She said softly, taking one of my erect nipples in her mouth. She bit down gently which caused me to inadvertently clench. "I never thought that the Vulcan Ambassador wife who gave me one of the best orgasms I have ever had in my life would be shy."

"I'm worried you won't like my taste. It's not sweet like Vulcans."

Saying nothing, she flicked my nipple with her tongue and began to guide her tongue back down my body. She slowly coaxed my legs open and positioned herself in front of my opening,

"How about you let me be the judge of that." She whispered, before taking my swollen clitoris between her teeth.

My hips jerked, but she was quick to hold them in place. My head fell to the side with ecstasy. When I opened my eyes, I found Tav licking his lips, taking deep breaths his eyes glued to his wife between my legs. I had only wished from this position that I could see my husband.

"You taste perfectly fine." Feeling myself relax, I reached down and ran my fingers through her pixie cut and spread my legs wider for her to take in all of me with her mouth.

I was growing wetter, surely it was all over the sheets, but I did not care. My orgasm began to build,

"Please!" I choked, "Please- I want your fingers. Please"

She pulled herself away and kissed my inner thigh, "Please, Mistress." She clarified looking up at me with a wicked grin.

But the pleasure at her quick tongue had ridden me speechless. I struggled to even utter a word as my body tensed. She stopped, crawled up my body, and kissed my lips.

"Say it!" She ordered.

"Please, Mistress" my voice hot in desperation.

When she inserted her fingers a jolt of mild electric ran up my body. As she began to move her fingers at a faster place, all the pleasure and ecstasy built quickly than I could ever imagined. I covered my mouth to muffle my moans.

Suddenly my hand was being pulled away from my mouth.

"None of that now." She said, "I want to hear you."

She quickened her movements, and I was powerless to control my loud moans as I gripped the bedsheet with one hand and wrapped my other arms around her.

She bent down and took one of my nipples in her mouth and bit down. And action that almost made my orgasm began to boil over.

"Are you gonna cum?"

I could not speak. I was consumed with ecstasy. I forced my hand holding the bedsheets to let go. I wrapped my arm blindly around her and pulled her to me for a kiss. She moved her fingers in and out at a fast rhythm as she ripped herself away from the kiss.

"Cum for me."

It was so strong. So powerful. My back arched, my hips tensed, and I let out a scream as the orgasm washed over me. I held onto her as my body shook and tensed.

Coming down from the orgasm took a little longer than usual. After a good three minutes of her holding me, Tav broke the silence.

"I wouldn't have pegged you for a screamer, Amanda." he teased.

"She has always been that way." Sarek said flatly.

I lifted my head and shot my husband a sharp look.

"To be honest, Tav, I wouldn't have pegged your wife to be so skilled." I caressed her face gently, "She looks so sweet and innocent."

She scoffed. "Sweet… Innocent. Ha!"

I smiled and grabbed her hips. In a slow motion, I gently rolled her onto her back and looked down at her with a smile.

"Are you going to fall asleep this time?" I teased.

She chuckled, running her fingers through my loose curls.

"No, I promise."

I took care of each of her nipples, relishing in her sweet moans of ecstasy. Why were her moans so god-damn intoxicating? I trailed kisses down her body, my heart beating out of my chest with anticipation as I began to smell the sweet wetness between her legs.

She was dripping wet, and I was sure that I wanted to taste every bit of it. I took her green, swollen clitoris into my mouth and began to flick it at a moderate rhythm. I was rather surprised when she was reduced to a tensing mess in a matter of seconds, but it was something I relished in.

What do you wish for me to do to her, husband? I asked.

His suggestion was valid, and one that even I could resist trying. While I knew she would be frustrated, I enjoyed seeing her beg.

I trailed kissed up her body and laid beside her, wrapping my arm above her head. I kissed her gently before rubbing her clitoris with my fingers. She snuck her right arm around me and tried to rub my semi swollen clitoris, but as my pace quickened and she grew wetter and wetter she found it hard to concentrate… and it made me smile.

Her hips tensed, and it did not take long for her to crush her lips against mine with her moans beginning to reach their high point.

I stopped, which caused her to relax against the pillows and sigh loudly in frustration. "No… No, Please. Please." She caressed my lower back gently. "Amanda, please."

"Please, what? Use your words like a big girl."

She lifted her head and crushed my lips against her, saying in between kisses, "Please let me cum. Please."

I did not know what it was, just there was something about her begging that was intoxicating. I needed to hear more, and I could not just let it end now.

I moved back down in between her legs and slowly began to make a circular motion around her clitoris with my tongue. I continued to build her up, both internally and externally, switching back and forth between my fingers and my tongue.

I periodically looked over at the men. While still in their restraints, they struggled against them and there was a rather large stain of precum on their trousers. They were suffering just as much as she was, and that filled me with just as much joy as it did accomplishment.

Each time she begged, she would get more and more desperate. When I looked over at Sarek and realized just how dark the room had become, I realized that I had been teasing her for hours.

I looked down at the woman, who was almost in tears and on the verge of both clitoral and internal orgasms. I placed a hot kiss on her lips before traveling back down between her legs. I quickened my pace with my fingers and made a quick flicking motion with my tongue.

Her hips tensed, she let out a loud scream as her orgasm came… and lingered. After a good thirty seconds, her body relaxed back into the pillows. Her eyes were closed, but she had a very satisfied smile on her lips.

I held her in my arms for a moment as she came down from her powerful orgasm. It was not until I looked ahead and saw that look on my husband's face that I looked to her and said,

"Should we take care of our men? They seem to be suffering."

I glanced over at Tav who was seemed to be almost in pain as he attempted to break free from the restraints.

"Please." He begged his wife. "Please, Mistress."

Ignoring him she looked back up to me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips,

"We should."

I did not think that I would have enough energy for another round, but much to my surprise I seemed to have all the energy in the world. I let him take the lead, and after setting him free he flipped me around and shoved me against the back of the door.

I bucked my hips against him and found myself almost sighing in relief when he slipped himself inside. We found a quick rhythm, his arm wrapped around my chest and held me upright. When I turned my head around and caught a glimpse of Tav and T'Sera, the sight made my clitoris begin to throb. She was on top of him, pinning his wrists down at his side as she moved her hips up and down in a slow torturous rhythm, taking his hard lok fully inside her before slowly lifting off him.

It was a long night, and when it was finally over. T'Sera and I laid on the bed next to each other, exhausted, sticky, and drifting in and out of sleep. While half asleep, I caught Tav moving to lift his wife into his arms, I wrapped the sleeping woman in my arms and pulled her close to me.

Even half asleep, I was saddened at the thought of letting her go.

"Stay." I whispered. "Please."

I couldn't remember falling asleep, but when I opened my days next in the middle of the night, I was happy to find her peacefully sleeping beside me with Tav's arm wrapped around her waist. To my left, Sarek slept with his arm wrapped around my waist. I smiled and reached out to him through our bond. There was no anger, or jealousy only contentment and peacefulness.

It was perfect. This was perfect, and it surprised me just how perfect it seemed.