"Yes, Sarek. Yes, I will give myself to you. Please. Do it now."
Her eyes flashed open as she first felt Gar penetrate, opening her, her vagina sheathing him inside her. And then she looked into Sarek's dark, mysterious eyes as his cock breached her inner core. It was the most amazing sensation she'd ever experienced. She was being fucked by two men, both of them inside her pussy. One using her body as the other seduced her mind.
She felt them move in synchronized rhythm. As one retreated, the other pressed forward. Faster, deeper, swirling and surging, withdrawing and entering as she pressed herself to their bodies, opened herself to their pleasure.
A guttural cry escaped her throat as she wound her arms around each of them, pressing her body to theirs, felt them expand and harden. Gar's semen spurted inside her first, brushing the root of his penis against her stiff clitoris, sending her into climax.
But it was Sarek's release, his driving surge, burying himself completely, pressing deep that broke the bounds of earth and sent her hurdling into space, free of all the ties of her earthbound self. Two men climaxing within her body at the same time drove her to the edge of sanity as her body climaxed in unison to them both. The pleasure consumed her like a tidal wave, flinging her against their passion, sucking her into the vortex, spitting her into the stratosphere where she floated among glowing bodies of energy, pulsing with her own light, never wanting to return to a weighted body that only imprisoned her spirit within it.
It was too much and yet more than she could ever have imagined. Twinned in intensity, doubled in pleasure, her mind and body finally folded beneath the magnified desire until all bonds to her human form were utterly destroyed. There was no past, no present, no future that mattered more than the blistering crisis of this demanding possession.
She folded beneath both Gar and Sarek, their arms and bodies the only things supporting her. Mind separated from body, yet fused so completely that all sensation melded and bound her indelibly to both men in all ways.
And then her mind shattered as the sparkling ebony chasm of complete and total surrender enfolded her and she knew no more.
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CHAPTER 8
Sarek felt her begin to stir next to him. He had returned to his body and quickly joined Gar and Krystallina. He was still awed by what had taken place the previous day. She had slept through the afternoon and into the night and he had begun to worry that it had been too much too soon.
It still shocked him at how complete and satisfying the Janusvarian Coupling had been. The three of them—Krystallina, Gar, and Sarek were now irrevocably bound together in a way that could never be severed. Krystallina might not understand what had occurred until she was tutored in the Tenets of the Aestivali Amak, which was really quite different from the known texts of Amak as applied by the people of other tribes. There was much more intensity and more intricate couplings within the Aestivali text, such as what had occurred the previous day.
He pulled her closer against his bare chest. Gar rose up behind her, his intent gaze connecting with Sarek's. Sarek lifted a hand and cupped his jaw, stroking a finger along his roughened cheek. Gar offered him a ghost of a smile, nodded and then carefully rose from the rustic bed they had made beneath the trees next to the river.
Sarek was thankful to Goddess Night for the presence of the stable companion-apprentice she had provided. Without him, things might have gone differently for the coupling with the woman who would be his wife and mate. Would Krystallina be able to accept the role that Gar held in Sarek's household on a permanent basis? Right now she was still a bit off center and allowed emotion and passion to sweep her along the surging rivers of desire. But in the light of day, would she assert her wifely right of denial of Sarek's companion in her household?
He looked down at her as she snuggled closer to his body, curving and accepting him in ways he hadn't anticipated quite so quickly. Gar had been the one to smooth the path for him. Sarek really had no extensive experience with women such as Krystallina. He had been called to the forest when still a young man of the body in this incarnation. So although not a virgin, he'd not spent a great deal of time becoming intimately acquainted with the females of the tribe where he grew up.
His household in the misted forests was made up of men, many of them apprentices still gaining knowledge to go out in the world to rescue others of the Aestivalian tribe bloodline. Their people had waited for this moment for thousands of years. And now, finally, the time was right, if Krystallina would accept her destiny to help lead their people. If all went as it should, then the Aestivali tribe could again reveal itself and come home where they belonged. They would no longer need to hide.
Sarek's mentor had never married and, the times being as they were, few Aestivalian soul survivors were rooted from the safety of human tribes to be returned to the misted forests where their true natures could be unveiled and nurtured. But the time had come to begin the process in earnest. Krystallina was the first woman to be revealed and directed toward her true homeland. But Sarek had hopes that she would not be the last.
Krystallina's thigh shifted between his own and he felt his cock stir in response. Already her gifts were rising to the surface and they had yet to perform the final earth ritual—her rebonding with the misted forests. Once that was accomplished she would be safe from Kadin, protected not only by Sarek and his apprentices, but by the very forest itself. She would be succored and nurtured by the earth from which her soul had once sprung.
Sarek leaned down to brush his lips across the soft, pale skin of her cheek. Her lashes fluttered and she opened her eyes. Something deeply rooted inside him recognized her scent and her touch and he responded to it without restraint. In fact, he reveled in her soft, female body and was determined to become reacquainted with every inch of her flesh.
Carefully he rolled her onto her back and pushed down the covers. The golden morning sunlight filtered through the branches caressing her skin. He stroked his fingertips over the enticing mounds of her full breasts, swirling the tip of his index finger lightly over the tip of a peaked nipple. Her soft sigh spun through him.
Her thighs parted, an offering he was not going to turn down. He levered himself over her, blotting out the warmth of the sun, and she curled her arms around his neck.
"How can I possibly want to feel you inside me again? Last night was so ... so..."
He lightly brushed her lips, then pushed his tongue between them. She eagerly sucked at it, a passionate growl rising from her throat as she arched toward him. His cock found a snug home between her wet lips and he rubbed against her opening, his erection brushing against her stiff little clit.
"Your little bud of pleasure had me mesmerized last night."
She wiggled her hips, causing him to groan. “Does it still have your attention?"
He smiled, then began to move down her body, nipping and licking a silken trail all the way down to her smooth entrance. Sarek looked up at her as his tongue flicked over the bud of pink flesh, then sank into her pussy.
Her cry of pleasure and her hands twined in his hair egged him on. The taste of her was sweet and wild, lush with life. Her passionate cream tasted of defiance and tenderness, and he lapped at it with the greed of a miser who would not waste a drop of her precious nectar.
"Sarek. Sarek, please."
He sucked her bud into his mouth and buried a finger inside her cunt. Her hips plunged and her cream spilled, drenching him with her pleasure. After licking the last drops, he rose over her and pressed the tip of his stiff penis at her opening.
He was surprised yet again, as he felt her fragile fingers wrap around him and guide him inside. A deep thrust and he buried himself in her slippery channel
"Yes, Sarek. Oh, yes. I didn't know ... I've never felt like this before. I've never truly given myself freely to anyone before."
Tears glittered on her lashes, like the dew on lush grass in early dawn. He licked them away, tasting the salty sweetness.
They tasted of happiness and desire, not even a dash of regret in their flavor.
He thrust his hips. “Because we are meant to be together, Krystallina. Always and forever. Our souls have always been joined in the eyes of the Goddess."
Sarek felt her pulse beneath him as he lifted her hips and buried himself to the root, spilling his seed into her womb.
Supporting himself above her, he simply gazed down at her, unable to find the strength to pull from inside her welcoming slick heat. He wanted to stay like this forever. He brushed a lock of hair back from her face.
"What happens now?” she asked, stroking her hands across his chest, swirling the tip of a finger over the defined contours of his pectoral muscles.
With regret, he slid from inside her and dropped down next to her. A shadow fell across them and he looked up to find Gar standing over them with two cups of steaming liquid.
He held them out and Sarek accepted them. He was a bit ashamed that he'd completely forgotten Gar was nearby, his whole attention totally immersed in the pleasure of Krystallina.
"Thank you, Gar,” she said. She smiled up at Sarek's companion-apprentice and to Sarek's eyes he saw not a hint of shadow in the open welcoming look and gesture.
She sat up, apparently not the least bit embarrassed by the situation she found herself in at the moment. Naked and beautiful. She sipped at the fragrant tea.
Sarek watched the interplay between the two of them and was pleased. What he didn't want in his household was friction between his future wife and his companion. They were both important to his life and there must be harmony. Yet he was still surprised at how quickly that harmony surged into being.
"Master, I think a bath and then a return to the household would be wise.” Gar's glance slid to Krystallina. “Preparation for the ... tonight ... should begin."
Krystallina looked up. “Tonight? What's tonight?"
Sarek nodded and rose to his feet. He helped Krystallina up. “Tonight, at the full moon you will complete the final ritual."
"And that would be?"
"The ritual of your bonding with the earth."
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CHAPTER 9
If Krystallina had been the shy maiden she'd started out as so long ago, she'd have been embarrassed by the very lustful looks in the eyes of the two naked men who guided her back to the rushing water of the river. But she was no longer that untutored virgin on the way to a marriage arranged by her father.
Glancing down, she caught the image of the brand emblazoned above her breast marking her as a sex slave belonging to Kadin. How could one be embarrassed by two attentive men such as Sarek and Gar after being the plaything of the evil underlord who'd made her perform before legions of his followers?
A thick finger was placed beneath her chin, forcing her to look at Sarek. “You no longer belong to Kadin. The brand is a mark of your courage."
Her stomach twisted into a knot. “He won't leave it at that. He'll come after me. Kadin isn't the sort of man who likes to lose."
Sarek guided her into the water. The three of them waded away from the bank until the surging water reached just above Krystallina's waist. Sarek cupped his hands and sluiced water over her breasts as Gar did the same to her back.
"Even Kadin cannot break the laws of Goddess Night. He is not allowed to enter the misted forest. He would suffer greatly if he attempted to do so. Nor may his undead hordes enter."
Krystallina grabbed his wrist, making him look at her. “Are you certain? I'm so afraid I'll wake up and find myself back in the underworld. If that happened, I'd never have another chance to escape."
"That will not occur. Especially once the ceremony is completed tonight."
"Why then? What will happen?"
He lifted her against his chest. “We'll talk of it later. Right now,” he slid her along his body and she felt the rigidness of his desire rising yet again. And her own arousal flared to life.
She felt Gar's hands support her buttocks. Once her legs where anchored around Sarek's waist, Gar's hands sifted over her buttocks and a finger traced along her crack, swirling over the entrance to her anus. She sucked in a breath as Sarek's cock was guided by an unseen hand to the opening of her pussy. Sarek thrust and anchored inside her as Gar's finger penetrated her anus. She gasped at the double invasion.
"What I experienced last night—” Her voice came out breathy and then she groaned with pleasure as Gar started to move his finger inside her narrow channel. “Oh, stars, what he's doing to me now."
Sarek looked into her eyes as he began to move her up and down his slippery shaft. “Last night was the first bonding of mind and body."
"But you were both inside my pussy. I don't understand how that happened."
"Gar is my companion in all ways. You will be my wife in all ways. The Goddess demanded the Janusvarian Coupling, providing you with the twinned crisis. If the twinned crisis had not resulted, the bonding would not have been completed. And you might not have accepted Gar in the way I had hoped.” He looked deeply into her eyes. “Do you accept Gar?"
She felt Gar add a second finger to the first, widening her channel, and dark and delicious sensations ran through her. Unlike anything she'd experienced at the underlord's hands. Those scenes of intercourse had been to mollify the underlord, to perform at his direction, like animals, or be disciplined appropriately. She'd learned to submit and accomplished it skillfully until there'd come a time when she could no longer tell the difference between acting the part and actually experiencing an orgasm culled from pleasure. It was then she'd known she had to escape, before she was completely consumed by the part she was required to play.
But this, what she experienced now, was truly the act of pleasure and enjoyment. She wanted to be with these men and to give them pleasure in return.
"You want me to accept him as well, don't you? Not just as your lover, but my lover, too. He's like my father's concubines, except he's a man."
Sarek nodded as Gar added another finger, burying them both inside her channel, searing her with this erotic penetration as Sarek filled her pussy with his long girth.
"Will you allow it, Krystallina? Will you accept him as your companion and lover as well?"
"You ask this now? I took him into my body last night. Didn't that tell you something?"
Sarek pulled out and plunged deep once again, causing her to quiver with delight.
"Gar,” she screamed. “Put your cock inside me. I want to feel both of you. I never thought it was possible to want this, to actually ask for it, but I want both of you. I want to feel you coming inside me. Together. This time while my body and mind are in one place at the same time."
"Yes, Mistress. As you wish."
Mistress? Well, she guessed that's what she was going to be if she actually agreed to be Sarek's wife and the head of his household.
And then all thought left her brain as sensations reared. The head of Gar's cock began to slowly penetrate her anus bit by bit, moving past the tight ring of muscle and burying inside her. Sarek stilled his movements, allowing her time to adjust. Krystallina inhaled deeply, trying to acclimate to the presence of the two seductive men possessing her body. It wasn't the same as the night before, but it was exquisite to feel them filling her.
Gar pushed in carefully until he was lodged inside her. For the first time in her life, instead of trying to forget that two men claimed her body, she wanted to enjoy the sensations that flooded through her. These men both wanted to care for her, to give her pleasure, not just to perform a baser act, but to raise the moment to a level of spiritual conjoining, to meld with her in body. To give and receive pleasure in all its glorious aspects.
Then they began to move, in alternating rhythm. Gar's hand curled around, and he began to stroke at her clitoris, driving her higher and higher as they fucked. She shattered as first Sarek came and then Gar cried out with his climax. They clung together as their energies entwined, binding them as one, and she thought she m
ight never know a moment more perfect than this.
How could she have gone from the depths of the underworld one moment and within the space of a day found herself in paradise? Did she dare allow herself to wake up? To accept that this ecstasy was truly her destiny?
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CHAPTER 10
That evening Sarek watched Krystallina walk toward him. The shimmer of the silk fern-green sarong swayed with the luxurious movement of her body. The silky material hugged her form, leaving one satiny shoulder bare, and clung lovingly to every lush curve. He understood why Kadin wanted her because Sarek experienced the same desire from just the twenty-four hours, more or less, that he had spent in her company. He would give his last breath to protect her from any evil that would attempt to wrest her from him.
Krystallina reached his side and he took her hands in his, raising them to his lips. “You are ready for the final ritual?” Her eyes were clear and she looked well rested.
While she'd slept Sarek had spent time in the temple in deep contemplation, calling upon his training. Would this last ritual frighten her? Experiencing the environment they lived in so intimately, to become one with the world around her, was not for the weak.
"I expect I'm as ready as I ever will be."
"You realize once this communion takes place, you will not be able to leave the misted forests. At least for any long period of time. We are guardians of this territory and as such you will be forever linked to this land in ways you may not truly understand until the ceremony is complete. And then it will be too late to turn back."
She turned to look at him and he saw a bit of rebellious challenge in her eyes. He had to admit that he admired her spark. She would never have made it as far as she had if it hadn't been for her Aestivali spirit.
"And what would happen if I left after the ceremony is completed?"
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