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Chapter Four

Keywords – smut, Jaina, Zekk, Jag, M/M/F, anal, oral, WIP

Notes –
Robert – Jag is a human who was raised amongst the Chiss. He and Jaina dated during the war (towards the end) then at the end of NJO they split up. This happens a few years in the future when they get back together (neither of them ever denied being in love). Glad you like this! :-)

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“What is going on here?” cried Jaina, stepping inside Jag’s room. “What are you doing?” It was still hours before her boyfriend was due to rise, but she’d arrived home early from her mission and had intended to slip into bed with him, and curl up until morning. She had doubted he’d be very happy with her, after what she’d called out the night before she’d left – they hadn’t spoken once in the week she’d been gone – but she was lonely, tired, and feeling miserable. She just wanted a few hours comfort. What was in front of her was not what she’d had in mind at all, not in the slightest.

The two male figures who had been wrapped around each other, peacefully asleep until she entered, both leapt out of bed, almost tripping in the tangle of their limbs. Their eyes were wide and they wore twin looks of shock at her appearance. Jaina felt disbelief, horror and jealousy race through her veins, followed quickly by desire.

Judging by the fact that both were naked, and there was love bite on Zekk’s neck, along with several fading ones, she could guess at what they had been doing prior to her arrival. However, it was so outrageous that she was having trouble accepting it. She knew that Jag had been with a number of other men before starting a relationship with her, but what was he doing with Zekk, who until this moment, as far as she knew, had never even looked at another man like that?!

“Well?” she snapped, using her ‘goddess tone’ the one that usually had her pilots jumping. Jag flinched, but Zekk, who had known her since she was ten was less impressed.

“You weren’t due home until this evening, Goddess,” said the Chiss pilot, pulling on a pair of pants, and grabbing another pair for Zekk, who couldn’t seem to locate his.

“I was feeling unwell, and what has that got to do with anything, anyway?!” she cried.

“We were planning on telling you when you got back,” said Zekk said soothingly, moving towards her. He had always been unable to bear seeing her in pain and now was no different.

“You were planning on telling me when I got back that you were leaving me for each other?” she questioned, sparing a moment to wonder at her sudden hysteria. She pushed Zekk back with the Force before he could touch her, disgust rising at thought of his hand on her skin. She didn’t want either of them to touch her.

“No one said that,” Jag put in. “But you’ve being sleeping with both of us, for what a month?”

“Six weeks,” answered Zekk.

They were ganging up on her. Oh Force, what has happened to my life! She closed her eyes to shut out the galaxy, and this time she didn’t react this time when she felt one of them come up to stand in front of her. A hand under her chin lifting her face up made her eyes fly back open to meet Jag’s, which burned into hers.

He placed his lips by her ear. “You’ve been in my bed, Jaina, and Zekk’s been in yours. We simply thought it was time to share.” She shuddered at the warmth on her ear as it brought images to her mind – bodies tangled in passion, wordless gasps and cries, and satisfaction being reached.

“Share?” she whispered.

“Oh yes,” said Zekk, coming up behind her, effectively trapping her between himself and Jag. “Share.” He kissed the back of her neck with whisper-soft fire and without thinking she leaned into him, but kept her eyes on Jag’s face. The pilot smiled at her, and moved his hands to her waist, slipping under her shirt, locating the spot that always seemed to drive her crazy. She gasped in surprise and more than a little desire, making Jag grin. Against her neck, she felt the curve of Zekk’s lips, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. Jag had never known about that particular spot. It had been something she had shared with Zekk only.

“You see, Goddess, there are certain benefits to sharing,” said Jag, teasing her with his hands, kneading pleasure into her flesh. “Zekk and I haven’t spent all our time in bed, we’ve been talking, too.”

The pilot kissed her on the mouth, but when she tried to deepen it, opening her mouth, he pulled away. She groaned in frustration leaning forward to try and catch him, but he ducked further back, and Zekk’s hands were at her sides keeping her still. The Jedi’s mouth had moved up to just behind her ear, where he nipped her lightly, causing her to moan.

Jag laughed now, and Jaina, despite how disgruntled she was at him for not kissing her properly, couldn’t help but marvel at the light-heartedness this situation had brought out in him. She liked it, but if he didn’t stop teasing her, there’d be hell to pay.

“I see what you mean,” Jag said to Zekk, and the other man lifted his head from Jaina’s neck, causing another moan of displeasure from her. “She really does melt in that one little spot, doesn’t she? Don’t worry, Goddess, I don’t plan on stopping.”

“Good,” she growled, tilting her head to meet his lips as his hands once again moved to her waist. Chuckling, Zekk’s hand went to her shirt and he lifted it up and over her head, interrupting both what he and Jag were doing to her body. The pilot in front of her took off her bra and then all three of them were naked from the waist up, pressing against each other, skin sliding against skin in the most arousing way.

Zekk leaned over Jaina’s shoulder and kissed Jag. Twisting slightly, she watched her two lovers as they shared such an intimate act, and the sight made her breath come faster, and he breasts feel heavy and ached slightly with the need to be touched. They noticed her scrutiny and pulled back grinning at her. Jaina shivered in delight at what she saw in their eyes, as it caused little sparks to run through her.

“Enjoying the show?” asked Zekk as he leaned in to kiss the other man again.

“Oh yes,” she breathed. There was something so erotic about watching the men she loved expressing such natural desire for each other. Distantly, she realised that any trace of disgust or shock was gone. All she wanted was to be pleasured by them, pleasure them, and watch them pleasure each other.

Anticipation caused a rush of wetness between her legs, soaking her underclothes, and she could feel the hardness of both men as they pressed against her. This thought caused a flash of uncertainly through her and she stiffened slightly. What was going to happen next?

“Jaya?” Zekk pulled back slightly, but put his hands on her shoulders, and Jag did the same, his green eyes searching hers before darting to Zekk’s behind her. A gentle brush of reassurance through the Force reached her from the Jedi behind her, and she leaned into it, feeling the security it provided.

“Goddess, is everything alright?” she could feel a swirl of concern for her through the Force, which momentarily blocked out the desire. Both of them wanted this, wanted her, and each other, she could feel it, but they were worried about her comfort. Such love surrounded her and it made her eyes fill, uncharacteristically.

“I just don’t know, what’s happening, what are we, what happens next…”

“Do you mean right now, or for the three of us?” asked Zekk.

“Right now. I’ve never…been with more than one person. At once,” she clarified, because she had been with both of them over the course of the last six weeks, albeit at different times.

“Neither have either of us, so you’re not the only one who this is new to. The only difference is we’ve both had time to think about how we want it to be,” Jag said softly, emotion shining from his eyes.

“You’ve been planning this?” Jaina asked, with a quaver in her voice. Her eyes were still prickling, but she blinked a few times and any moisture receded. They’d been planning what they wanted to do to her together. It was both shocking and flattering.

“Oh yes,” said Zekk behind her, his voice deepening. “In detail.” Jaina shivered at his tone, responding to the lust he was openly projecting now.

Jag’s eyes were still trained on her face, but every once in a while he glanced back at Zekk. She could only imagine what was on her old friend’s face right now.

“Jay, do you trust us?” the pilot asked.

“Yes,” she said without hesitation or doubt.

“Then if you want to stop, or slow down, at any point you just have to say the word and we will,” the Jedi said.

“This is new to all of us, but it won’t be worth anything if one of us isn’t happy,” Jag finished.

She closed her eyes, and reached out for the Force. It filled her and let her know what she needed, and it spread among the three young lovers, binding them together. Behind her she caught a gasp from Zekk, and strong arms were spinning her around and she was kissed soundly on the mouth. Jaina fell into the kiss, giving back as good as she got. Slowly, she became aware that Jag wasn’t touching her at all, and that she missed his presence.

She opened her eyes and pulled back to see him scowling at her over Zekk shoulder. “What was that?” he asked.

“That was the Force,” Zekk answered. “It would seem this is meant to be.”

Jaina slipped out of his arms and into Jag’s kissing him just as hard. His tongue slid into her mouth, and his body ground into hers. Once again, Zekk pressed up to her back, sandwiching her in the middle. This time, however, his hand moved up to her breasts, squeezing them gently, sending a whole lot more information to the pleasure centres of her body. Everywhere that one of them touched her felt heated and sensitised, and the sensations carried her away, melting into them. Really, Jaina Solo was a huge puddle of mush between Zekk and Jag, and she was enjoying it immensely.

Groaning in Jag’s mouth, she let him undo her pants and move down to guide them over her hips to the floor. When he was kneeling in front of her, he gently brought a hand to rub on the inside of her legs, separating them. Then, starting at her knee, he kissed a line of fire up the inside of her leg, stopping to flick his tongue across her damp centre, making her shudder, before kissing down the other leg to her knee. Zekk’s hands were still massaging her breasts, and the two places initiated by her lovers were making her weak. She leaned against the Jedi’s chest, and felt his erection press into her buttocks. Jag was making his way back up her leg again, and this time when he flicked his tongue across the damp spot at the top she cried out, wanting, needing more.

He gave it to her. His tongue slipped between her folds and without trouble, he located her clit, and licked her deeply. Jaina would have collapsed if not for the strong arms supporting her. Jag’s lips did not leave her, and sucking gently, lapping against her core he started to bring her to the edge. With every brush, fire raced through her, making her knees wobble and her breath to hitch. He slid first one finger, then another, and began to move them in and out, simulating another action.

Whimpering, Jaina reached out and threaded her hands into his short hair, holding him place as he did exquisite things to her body. Slowly, between the two of them – Zekk, who hands seemed to work miracles on her upper half, and Jag whose tongue was pleasure incarnate – they brought her closer and closer to her climax. Uncomfortable with the building pleasure that was growing inside her like something wild and living and wonderful, Jaina moaned and squirmed, trying to get them closer to her, to give her more. She was so close, and she wanted his so badly. Panting and crying from exertion, she was helpless to resist them, but still she ached, knowing if she didn’t come soon, she would spend the rest of her life frustrated.

However, when Zekk bit her neck lightly, his teeth sinking into her skin in a way she never would have believed could be pleasurable, yet provided just the right mix of pain and pleasure, she tumbled over. Her whole body tensed as she cried out, waves of pleasure rolling though her senses, blocking out everything else. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, until finally she was left gasping and boneless, supported by Zekk and the suddenly standing Jag. Gently she was lowered to the bed, and the two of them climbed one on either side of her, wrapping her in their arms, lazily stroking her back and stomach.

Eventually, she was able to take better stock of her surroundings. She was lying slightly curled on her side, with Zekk tucked behind her, his body spooning hers. As he ran a finger tip over her stomach muscles, she could still feel how hard he was against her rear. Jag was in front of her, his nose inches from her own, and he was smiling, running his hand, lightly over her side and back, his erection pressing into her legs.

“Goddess, when you come like that you are absolutely gorgeous,” Jag said, kissing her. “I have never seen you more lovely.”

“What about you two?” she asked, surprised at how raw her voice was.

“We’ll get to that in a moment, Jaya, but just relax for a minute,” Zekk murmured. Behind her his weight shifted and out of the corner of her eye she could see him raise himself up on his elbow to look at her.

“Zekk, if I relax anymore, I’m going to fall asleep, so if you to want to play with me, do it now, otherwise, you’re on your own!” their laughter shook her and it tingled her still sensitive body and after a moment she joined in.

Jag’s lips on hers calmed her and she kissed him back, realising that the oddness she tasted in him must be herself. Jag pushed himself up and she found herself kissing Zekk. When she broke away for air, she noticed Jag watching them, a faint smile on his lips. “Is this what I’ve been missing all this time?” he asked. “You should have told me sooner, Jaina. Now come here.”

Jaina did as he asked, and he placed his hands on her hips, lifting her and guiding her on to his erection. The lack of ceremony surprised her, but the way her insides lit up with pleasure was so good that she didn’t bother to say anything. Behind her, the bed dipped as Zekk moved. His hands were on her buttocks parting them, and then to her shock, she felt something cool slip inside her from the back. She stiffened in shock as she realised Zekk’s intention.

Hands clasped her face and her head was turned so she looked directly into Jag’s eyes. “Jaina, it’s ok, relax and you’ll be all right, I promise.” He pulled her against him.

“I won’t hurt you, Jay, but Jag’s right, you need to relax.” As best she could she let herself lean against Jag, and tried to prepare for the invasion.

Zekk let his tip tease the opening for a few moments before guiding himself in slowly. Jaina whimpered as the pain overtook the pleasure. She forced herself to take deep breaths as she laid against Jag’s chest, his heart beating in her ear. She could feel it’s increased rate, and the Force told her that he was very pleased with the way things were proceeding. He loved Jaina and he loved Zekk, and he wanted both of them to enjoy this as much as he was.

Wait, love? He had confessed as much to her on various occasions, as had Zekk, but she hadn’t realised that her two lovers felt the same way about each other, that their feelings ran so deep. The knowledge of how much these two people meant to each other her filled her with so much joy.

At last the movement at her rear stopped and Zekk was as deep into her as he could go. She felt stretched and full, the sensation was still more pain than pleasure but her body was adapting and slowly she could feel the tingles begin again from both behind and in front. It was such an unusual experience but Jaina couldn’t deny how much her body was enjoying it.

The male Jedi kissed her neck. “Jaya, you are an amazing woman. I love you,” he said softly.

“I love you,” she told him twisting her neck so she could meet his eyes. “And I love you too,” she said turning back to Jag, kissing his chin.

“I love both of you,” he said smiling. Then he began to move his body slowly, sliding in Jaina. Zekk waited a few seconds and then began to move in and out of her too. It was awkward at first, as they tried to establish a rhythm between them, and Jaina was still in more pain than pleasure, but eventually things began to smooth out, both of the men moving in unison, their movements starting to creating floods of pleasure in the woman between them. Her body was taut with the combination of sensations, making her almost dizzy, as she set up her own pace to reach completion. Both of them were murmuring encouragement to her, but that began to taper off as they came closer to their climax.

Zekk came first, his seed spilling in a place that she had never had before. It was hot, filling her from behind, but not completely unpleasant. His body jerked and created a new sharp pain in her, but by then she was approaching her own release and was too lost in that overwhelming sensation to care much. However she knew when Zekk slid out of her, and felt slightly empty, but Jag was still thrusting in her. Each time he pushed into her he created a new wave of pleasure to batter at her senses, and she was carried away on that.

When her climax came, it caught her by surprise, exploding, white-hot bliss through her veins. Her body tightened around Jag, sending him over the edge too, spilling inside of her from the front, crying out for both her and Zekk. Jaina knew she screamed herself, although the sound was lost to her.

She was lifted off Jag’s chest and she curled around Zekk, completely spent, accepting his soft kiss. Behind her Jag wrapped his arms around both of them, and then all three slipped into deep, dreamless sleep, exhausted and spent, but never more relaxed.

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Jaina woke first. She was lying on her back. There was someone’s legs tangled in hers and someone else had an arm across her chest. All three of them were naked, and one of the men had at some point taken the opportunity to cover them with a blanket. The knowledge of waking up next to both her lovers and knowing what had happened last night, was not a dream, set her stomach twirling.

Uhh, no it’s not! Nausea threatened and she leapt out of bed, ignoring the sleepy protests as she dashed for the ‘fresher, making it just in time to empty the contents of her stomach down the toilet. For days now, this had been happening: every morning when she woke up, and at various intervals during the day, she’d felt the sudden urge to rid herself of whatever food was still left in her digestive system. Last night this had been pushed out of her mind, but it was back in full force now, reminding her that she’d promised to go see a medic as soon as got back.

“Jaya, what’s wrong?”

“Goddess, are you all right?”

The questions were spoken simultaneously, and she ignored them as she went and rinsed her mouth, washing the taste of bile out as best she could. Then she wandered out to the bedroom to search for her clothes. Her nose wrinkled at the thought of putting on the travel stained outfit, so she moved to Jag’s draws and pulled out some old clothing she kept here. She began to dress, a process made difficult by the fact that she was aching all over from the experiences of the night.

“Jay, are you unwell?”

Pulling on her shirt, she turned back to them, both of them were now wearing pants and Jag had a shirt on. “I’m fine. It’s just a bit of nausea, but I’m going to see a medic later anyway.”

The two men shared a glance that obviously said something she wasn’t in on. “I’m fine. You boys look like I’m about to keel over.”

“Sit down, Jaina,” Zekk said gently, “and I’ll scan you. Maybe I can pick up on it without you having to go see a medic – because we all know how you feel about the med-ward.” Zekk was not a healer and any procedure he could perform would be about as capable as any she could on herself, but she relented. She knew at the end of the day she could trust him, and really anything he could do that meant she didn’t have to find a medic was a good thing.

She took the chair that sat in the corner of Jag’s room, and Zekk stood behind her pressing one hand to her forehead.

The Force sense that belonged to Zekk brushed against her mind, asking for entry. Jag, kneeling beside her, took her hand, rubbing her fingers gently. She felt Zekk scan through her, sensing for anything that might be different or wrong about her.

Suddenly, he was gone, and he pushed away from her, his eyes wide, his face draining of colour. Jag pushed himself up, concern turning to fear. Jaina couldn’t help but feel her first real glimmers of panic.

“What is it?” she asked fearfully.

Zekk strode away from her to the bed and then strode back again, clearly agitated.

“Zekk?” she asked again. Jag had come behind her and had his hands on her shoulders, giving her silent support as they watched the obvious distress of their lover.

“Jaina, you’re pregnant!”

The young woman’s hands flew to her belly and she quickly conducted her own scan. She caught it down inside her womb, the small spark of life, growing, changing, becoming. It was a little more than a few cells, but it definitely existed. Jaina pulled away sharply not knowing how much more she wanted to know. Jag’s hands hand tightened almost painfully on her shoulders, and Zekk continued to pace.

“Oh Force,” Jaina moaned. “My parents are going to kill me.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much, Jay,” said Jag from behind her, his voice choked with more emotion than she’d heard from him outside of the throes of passion. “I’m sure Zekk and I will be following you down, as soon as your father finds us. Speaking of which, is there any way to figure out which of us is the father?”

“I think so, theoretically the child should contain the essence of both its parents. Should I?” she asked.

“Do we want to know?” asked Zekk. “Does it matter? If we’re going to do this together then wouldn’t it make sense to treat any child as belonging to the three of us?”

“I see your point,” Jag said softly. “Just let me get this straight, we are keeping the baby, right?”

“Yes,” said Jaina firmly, the thought of extinguishing the light she’d just been made aware of adding to the already unsettled nature of her stomach. “I couldn’t kill it now.”

Zekk was nodding in agreement. “It would be very difficult.” He looked up at Jag. “It is hard for a Jedi to go through with an abortion. Both of us can feel it, now we know its there. To us it feels alive.”

“Oh. So it’s Force-sensitive?”

“No. There’s no proof of that. We probably won’t know until it’s born,” Jaina said looking up at Jag.

“But if you can feel it strongly…?” the Chiss pilot asked.

“Means nothing, except it’s probably growing very fast,” Jaina told him.

“And for the record, Fel, you shine like a damn supernova yourself,” said Zekk dryly. “It’s very attractive.” At Jag’s confused look, Zekk continued, “Ever wonder why you have so many Jedi friends?” Jag shook his head in amazement. Jaina knew she had told him once or twice he was very bright in the Force, but she doubted he grasped what she had said. Zekk’s words put it very succinctly.

Reaching out to touch her baby through the Force again, Jaina wrapped her arms around her belly. There was no real sense of consciousness there, but it was alive and it shone, and she loved it. To her absolute horror, Jaina burst into tears, turning into a sobbing mess.

“Jaina, what’s wrong?” asked Jag.

She stood and threw herself at him and he caught her. Zekk came up to hold both of them, and she wrapped an arm around him too. “It’s so beautiful,” she cried. “It’s bright and beautiful, and I love it so much,” she wailed at the top of her lungs.

Lips pressed against her forehead, and a hand rubbed her back. Finally she pulled back, sniffling, and looked at the two men in front of her. “We’re going to have a baby!”

“That we are, Goddess,” Jag said. He was not overjoyed, at the thought, but there was a smile hovering over his lips. Zekk was grinning broadly as kissed first Jaina and then Jag.

“Are you two, sure you don’t want to know, which of you is the father?”

“As far as I’m concerned,” Zekk told her firmly, “this baby belongs to all three of us.”

“For now, certainly, I don’t think it matters, so long as you’re happy with the situation, Goddess,” Jag agreed.

“Good,” she said firmly. “But what are we going to tell people?”

“The truth,” Zekk suggested, weakly, and earning himself two glares.

“My parents are really going to kill me,” she sniffled, torn between terror, happiness, and concern. Right now, she was feeling so much that it was making her head spin. “Then they are going to demand I break up with one or both of you.”

“That’s not to mention what my parents are going to do. They’ve never been thrilled that I’m seeing a Jedi, but when they find out that there’s two of you, and a baby…” Jag said, a touch of fear slicing through the bond he now held with Zekk and Jaina. He could not sense them, but at close proximity, they felt the ties that bound him to them.

“We’ll have to be strong,” said Zekk. “I’m the only one whose death won’t cause a galactic incident, so I’m not in a hurry to let everyone know.” Really, he was only half-joking.

“We stand together,” Jaina told them, firmly. “Whatever happens, we stand together. The only thing that can break us apart us apart is us. A mutual decision. We don’t let any of them tell us otherwise, and we make sure there are no blasters when we tell our families.”

Her com-link bleeped from somewhere on the floor and she dived to find it. Once she had it, she switched it on, took a deep breath and answered, “Yes.”

“Jaina, honey, it’s your mom.”

“Hi Mom!” Jaina said brightly, a little too brightly. Jag’s eyes were wide and Zekk was making faces at her, she turned away from them.

“You’re back early, Jaina, is everything all right?” Motherly concern laced Leia’s tone and Jaina fought to keep anything from breaking through. Her parents didn’t live too far away and she could feel her mother reaching out, touching their bond.

“I was feeling a little unwell, so they thought it best if I came home early. They didn’t really need me, so I did.”

“Hmm, well how are you feeling, now?”

“Tired,” Jaina answered truthfully, “but not too bad otherwise.”

“Well, how about you come have lunch with your father and I?”

Jaina really wanted to spend the rest of the day with Zekk and Jag, but she knew her mother would be insistent, and she didn’t really have an excuse to miss lunch, so she quickly agreed. “All right.”

“Wonderful.” Jaina had to admit that her mother’s happiness felt good. Considering that it would probably be the last time her mom would be happy to see her, Jaina held the emotion close. She had just managed to repair her relationship with her mom, and now this?

“Can you be here in half an hour, honey?”

Is it that late already? A glance at the chrono confirmed this. The three of them had slept half the day away. “Sure Mom, I’m just at Jag’s so I’ll be right over.”

“See you soon.”

“Yeah, bye.”

Jaina switched the com off and turned to see that Zekk had come up behind Jag, and had wrapped his arms around the other man, slipping his hands under the pilot’s shirt. Jag’s eyes were shut, his hands over Zekk’s. Jaina felt desire tinged with jealousy at the sight.

She looked at them. “I’ve got to go, we’ll talk about what we’re going next later, all right?”

“Fine by us, Goddess,” Jag told her, opening his eyes to look at her.

“Don’t you two have somewhere to be?” she asked slightly disgusted at the thought of all the time they were going to be spending together while she dodged her parents’ interrogation.

“Nope. We both have the day off. We were planning on spending it together, waiting for you to come home,” Zekk told her.

Shaking her head to clear it, Jaina gave them an incredulous look. “Let me get this straight. While I’m fielding questions from my parents about my apparent lack of health – and my mother is a Jedi, mind you – and trying not to tell them I’m pregnant with the baby of one of the two men I’ve been sleeping with for the past six weeks, the two of you are going to be enjoying yourselves?”

“You have something better for us to do, Jay?” asked Jag. He tangled one hand in the hair of the man standing behind him, and stroked Zekk’s cheek with his thumb.

“No,” she replied. “That’s the problem!”

“Ah, the Great One is jealous. I think she doesn’t fully understand ‘share’,” Zekk said laughing.

“You two are insufferable!”

“But you love us.”

She growled and left them without kissing them goodbye.

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