Of Another Dimension

by Jeanette Lynn

  "Screw you," I huffed, "I am not jealous of her. You know what, you think this is so funny? Why don't you go boink every available female! See if I care!" I ranted.

  "Calm yourself, miquatka. Let me explain," he coaxed, holding me tight, his arms banding around me heavily, "I just assumed you knew and the vehemence of your jeal... I mean, reaction, surprised me, that's all."

  He's sounding a little too pleased with himself.

  I don't like it, I pouted.

  Bet he wouldn't look so smug if I bopped him on the nose or sicked Chub on him.

  Hmph!

  Hmmm...

  Where is my little lumpy babe?

  Sensing my distraction, he wrapped his fist around my hair, tugging me towards him, taking my lips, conquering them with his as his smooth, warm lips took mine.

  He kept up his sensual assault, breaking it only after I'd completely given myself over to it, straddling his waist, nails digging into his shoulders as he gripped my ass and ground us together, dry humping through all those layers of clothes.

  "I never had sex with Teila and you are the only female I have ever allowed myself to share a bed with. A 'sleep over' as you like to call it. Any female I’ve ever bedded before was just a fuck. I am mated to you now. I can only have sex with you. If I tried with anyone else, I wouldn't be able to. My body will only recognize you from now on. I am yours, miquatka, as much as I feel you are mine."

  "You mean… you can't... you... you have limp dick with other females now?" I blurted, shocked at the revelation.

  Okay, now that comment Kieve made as he left the other day is making some sense now...

  "I couldn't even if I'd wanted to," he'd said.

  Wow, it's like they come with built in anti-adultery when you mate them...

  Is it wrong that I'm pleased by this bit of info?

  I wonder if the same goes for lady Sodraden…

  “Is it the same for your females?”

  He shook his head ‘no’.

  Huh.

  Doesn't matter, screw the females... if they're all like his mother and Teila then blech!

  It would probably be nice for the males to have that for their females too, though… They deserve some type of anti-cheating filter as well if they’re stuck with one themselves...

  Erm… guess that would get in the way of the whole sharing a mate thing, though, wouldn’t it…

  I still couldn’t help the trickle of pleasure at my newly found bit of information.

  I mean… sucks to be a male Sodraden… however….

  That means that my mates are mine… mine forever… all mine.

  A tiny smile kicked up at the corner of my mouth.

  "You seem very... pleased by this, miquatka." He smirked at me.

  "Mmmm... maybe a little," I said casually, going for nonchalant.

  I was probably doing a terrible job of it, but I'll never admit to that out loud.

  He grinned.

  His eyes gleamed hotly and he slid his hands up the back of my shirt, making me shiver as his large hands roamed over my sensitive, smooth, warm skin.

  "Are you done deciding on whether or not I get a chance now?" he murmured huskily, practically purring in my ear.

  I wiggled loose, hopping up, leaving him gaping at me.

  I gave him a pat on the cheek and backed up quickly.

  Giving him a cheeky smile, I sashayed towards the screen door.

  "I'm thinking about it," I said vaguely, smirking.

  He groaned and I giggled.

  "Oh," I stopped, pausing halfway inside, "One more question."

  He picked his head up from his hands and looked at me questioningly, his eyes gleaming hungrily, his adam’s apple bobbing on his thick throat.

  "What does miquatka mean?"

  He gave me a slow sexy grin as he took me in from head to toe.

  "It's in the old language. It means 'my treasure'."

  I flushed, delighted at the idea and walked inside, letting the shit eating grin I'd held in out as I headed towards the kitchen to see if Kieve and Sieren were back yet.

  His treasure, huh? I thought, feeling supremely pleased.

  ****

  Later that night, in the dark, sandwiched between a snoring Sieren and a cuddly Kieve, I smiled to myself again into the darkness.

  He thinks I'm his treasure, were my last thoughts as I drifted off.

  Chapter 23

  I cried out and writhed on the bed, grasping for purchase as hot, thick lips sucked at my sex, the tongue of my lover running slowly along my slit.

  My breast was grasped, fingers plucking at my nipple and I arched up on the bed, fully awake now, arms searching out the source of my pleasure.

  My arms wafted into open space and I opened my eyes, expecting to see Kieve or Sieren.

  I saw a ceiling that wasn't Kieve's and jerked up.

  Teivel's head was bent as he lapped at me hungrily, growling against my clit when he glanced up and saw that he'd been discovered.

  "What…" I panted, stifling my moan as I tried to keep my legs from twitching and jerking about on the bed, letting him know just how much I was enjoying this.

  "Teivel!" I called out on a choked cry.

  "Teivel!" Sieren bellowed as he started to pound on Teivel's door. "Give her back or unlock this damned door and share!" he snarled furiously.

  Teivel paused and listened as Kieve said something to Sieren quietly, too low for me to make out.

  "I don't care! She's my mate too! If I have to share her with you, then he has to share her with me!" he groused, making me smile.

  Kieve chuckled dryly.

  "Gee, Sieren, thanks a lot. Really makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside."

  I snorted at them as Sieren continued to bitch at Kieve and Teivel smiled, licking his lips as he made his way up my body.

  He prowled up my length, licking every inch of exposed flesh he came across as he made the arduous journey to my lips.

  I gasped, panted and cried out when he hit all the good spots.

  "You know what I mean!" Sieren snapped. "He didn't even ask either," he complained. "The sneaky bastard must have snuck in and nabbed her up."

  I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me at my gentle giant's completely put out tone.

  "Teivel," I whispered against his lips as he kissed me sweetly. "What do you think you're doing? I said I'd think about it," I chastised, trying for a stern tone, but it came out more breathless than anything.

  "Helping you make up your mind," he growled as he mashed his lips to mine, wedging his thighs between my legs, spreading them wide as he wedged the head of his cock at my dripping cunt.

  He pushed the fat head into me, stopping when just the tip was inside.

  I noticed, off handedly, that Teivel's cock was completely different than his brothers’.

  Where Sieren's cock was impossibly thick, covered with bulging veins all over his shaft and had a, thicker than I'd ever seen, mushroomed head, Kieve's cocks were just above average for a human man's in thickness, thank god cuz he's got two, yet impossibly long, and his shafts each sported that tell-tale vein that makes a little loop pattern, running across the top.

  The heads of his cocks both, more or less, almost tapered to a point at the very tips, making the corona look much thicker.

  Teivel's cock was completely different.

  His shaft is smooth, long and thick, but not as thick as Sieren's, with a more rounded shaft head that curves upward along with his shaft, making me shiver in anticipation as I thought about how nicely that puppy would rub along up inside me, rubbing against all those sensitive nerves, teasing and tempting me beyond reason.

  He thrust in and out shallowly, using only the tip to tease me until I was crazed with want.

  I moaned loudly, reaching up to grip his forearms, using them to push more of his shaft inside, my grip on his muscular red arms tightening, nails digging in as he ignored my demands and continued to torture me.

  My nails dug in
, deep, scoring the backs of his arms.

  He didn’t mind in the least, growling as I clung to him desperately, reveling in the harsh foreplay.

  A rush of wetness swamped my channel as I drew close, so close, bathing the head of his cock in my juices.

  "Made up your mind yet, miquatka?" he growled darkly.

  "Yes!" I cried out, unsure of whether he would think it was in acquiescence or from the fact that he pulled his shaft back and tunneled his way in.

  Hell, I don't even know what I meant.

  He groaned his appreciation as he pulled out, almost all the way out, then thrust deep, forcing his cock inside my weeping depths as my body tried to protest the swift invasion, my sex swollen, clenching tightly around him, making it harder for him to make his way in.

  "Ahh, that's it. Squeeze my dick, my little mate. Mmmm... your pussy feels so good," he groaned on a moan as he buried himself all the way to the hilt.

  He stopped when I thought he would have kept going, his muscles bunched and straining as his arms began to tremble.

  His large frame hovered over me as those bright yellow peepers of his practically glowed at me.

  "Tell me now, miquatka. Tell me you want me. Tell me I'm your mate," he growled meaningfully, looking at me without anything in his eyes and expression except naked open honesty and the frank earnest appreciation shining through that I'd secretly hoped he'd one day harbor for me.

  I paused now, in thought.

  Hmmm...

  He wants me to make him mine, right?

  "Roll onto your back," I instructed, nudging him.

  He stared a moment, but I insisted and he hesitated, eyeing me doubtfully before he pulled back and finally rolled over.

  I crawled between his thighs and licked the glistening tip of his cock, smiling around the head when he jerked and gasped out breathlessly, his hands gripping the sheets for purchase, tasting myself on him as I licked his shaft.

  "I'm going to make you mine, Teivel," I purred after I let his shaft go with a wet pop and he growled at me for stopping, nipping at his thickly muscled chest as I worked my way up.

  I straddled his thighs, laughing at him as his tail swished back and forth anxiously from where it peeked out from underneath him.

  Gripping his shaft, I pumped him a couple of times and poised myself over his twitching cock.

  I let the head of his shaft slide over my folds, slicking him up, teasing myself as he writhed and growled underneath me.

  Despite his protests, I kept up my sensual assault, driving him beyond reason, his snarls and groans reaching a breaking point.

  He finally had enough and gripped my hips, slamming me down on his shaft, jackknifing up, gripping my hips desperately, shouting out before he threw his head back, mouth open in a silent bellow of exultation as his cock swelled and exploded inside of me, releasing jet after jet of his hot seed, his body shuddering in ecstasy as he pumped into me determinedly.

  I squealed when he dove at me suddenly, flipping us over as he kept his shaft embedded deeply.

  "Mine," he snarled and gripped my hips, pumping into me wildly, using that deep guttural growl he reserves for intense emotions.

  "Oh! Teivel! Yes!" I shouted when his thumb pressed down on my clit and his tail snuck around to my sheath, slipping inside my already snug channel, cramming in next to his cock, thrusting into me in time with his member.

  "You like that, love? I'm gonna make you come so hard you'll see stars," he snarled and his tail slipped out of my pussy, slowly breaching my tight rosette, his cock keeping pace, thrusting into my sex as he removed his thumb from my clit, using that hand to yank me up towards him with one strong arm, biting at my mating mark.

  I screamed out hoarsely, the sound turning into a keening cry as he licked at my overly sensitized flesh and my body gave in, thrashing around wildly as I was thrown over the edge, my orgasm blasting through me like a tidal wave, sweeping me away on wave after wave of sexual bliss.

  "Bite me, miquatka," he whispered and turned his head, giving me access to his neck.

  I bit down hard, moaning when his cock swelled and emptied inside me again, his roar of satisfaction echoing off the walls as he held me in a bruising grip and finished.

  Tired and exhausted, but well pleasured, we both flopped down on the bed.

  Our limbs fell uselessly at our sides as we lay side by side, panting heavily, staring at each other, grinning like loons.

  His eyes roamed over my face and his hand reached out to caress me.

  I closed my eyes and leaned into it.

  "I love you, my mate. You have my heart," my grumpy demon lover told me seriously.

  I opened my eyes and crawled towards him, too worn out to actually make the short journey any other way.

  "You better, evil eyes," I huffed, grinning saucily, pushing my hair back, "I don't put out for just anyone, you know. Some fool might mistake me for a brartna and try to run off with me."

  "Never," he growled fiercely and nipped at my lower lip. "Anyone who dares to say something so stupid should be hung up by his ankle."

  He grinned when I slapped his chest and chortled.

  He made a quick trip to the bathroom and came out a moment later, tossing a wet cloth at me, smirking when I flipped him off and cleaned myself off.

  "Don't joke about something like that!" I berated him, "It wasn't funny."

  "Yet, you laugh," he chuckled, tossing the cloth back into the bathroom.

  "I love you too, you crazy devil," I whispered, kissing him soundly on the mouth when he plopped back into bed.

  "Are you done yet? I want my woman back!" Sieren bellowed, startling me.

  "Come back tomorrow!" Teivel called, "She's all mine for the night!"

  "That's not fair!" Sieren growled as he pounded on the door. "I don't get my own nights, damn it!"

  It got really quiet and I waited, listening for my big sweet mate, knowing he hadn't given up yet.

  And like clockwork...

  "Chomcharra?" Sieren called softly, but loud enough for his voice to carry through the door.

  Teivel rolled me and tucked me up against him, putting his hand over my mouth, laughing against my back when I bit him.

  "I can't sleep without you, my little mate," Sieren grumbled. "I need you."

  I struggled against Tievel’s hold at the disheartened tone of his voice, grunting as I tried to get free and soothe my big mate.

  "She's already asleep, Sieren," Teivel taunted, "I wore her out!"

  "Well, shit!" Sieren huffed, disappointed, not sounding the least bit like he had moments ago, dropping the kicked puppy act all of the sudden.

  I froze, eyes narrowing at the door.

  That stinker!

  He totally had one over one me!

  I huffed and slapped at Teivel's hand.

  He released me and I grabbed the blankets, tossing them over us.

  "You aren't going to go soothe your big baby?" Teivel teased, whispering softly, wrapping his whole body around mine, his tail wrapping around my upper thigh.

  "No," I whispered indignantly, "He can have a sleepless night, the turd!"

  Teivel hummed happily and trailed little kisses along my neck.

  "Shall I string him up by his ankle for insulting my mate?" he asked sweetly.

  "Nah." I waved my hand around airily. "Just fart on his pillow or something and I'll be happy."

  "You want me to WHAT?" he spluttered incredulously and I burst out into a fit of giggles.

  Oh, the look on his face was soooo worth it!

  Let's just hope he doesn't take me literally and actually do it.

  And if he does... well… I'll just play stupid.

  Hey, works for me.

  ****

  "When do I get a turn?" Sieren grumbled as he glared at his plate at breakfast.

  Kieve coughed to cover up a laugh and I smiled over the rim of my cup.

  Teivel came into the room, whistling an old fifties tune I'd had on the other day
and plucked me up from Kieve's lap, plopping us both down into his seat, setting me in his lap as I tried not to spill my drink.

  "Hey," Kieve glared at Teivel, "You had her all night, you stingy bastard, breakfast and mornings are mine."

  I smiled as Kieve called Teivel a bastard, silently pleased.

  Someone’s been picking up more of my ‘fun’ words….

  I think I’m rubbing off on them…. Just a little…

  "Says who?" Teivel taunted, kissing at my neck.

  I squirmed and slapped at his chest.

  "Quit messing with your brothers. You do have to share me."

  He sighed heavily and plucked my cup up, taking a long swig from it.

  "Must I?" he grumbled seriously, eyes twinkling mischievously as he gave me a dimpled smile.

  "Yup," I said, making it pop.

  He shifted and his shirt moved, exposing his neck.

  "Hey." I leaned close to examine his exposed skin. "How come your mating mark isn't there?" I asked worriedly, getting upset.

  What does it mean if it doesn't stay? I fretted.

  Are we still considered mated?

  "Mate mark or no mate mark, you're still mine," he growled possessively and gave my bum a squeeze. "Deny it and I'll spank your pretty little ass, miquatka."

  He got the desired effect he was going for and I laughed, my upset over it momentarily forgotten.

  We were half way through our meal before anyone else spoke again.

  "Sooo," I said casually, too full to eat another bite, glancing around, "Did you guys kill it?"

  "Yep," Kieve grinned, "It was pretty big too. A female."

  "I'm surprised it wasn't traveling in a pack since it didn't have a mate. Gwarthacks are usually pretty funny that way," Sieren added thoughtfully.

  "What's a garfunkel?" I asked curiously.

  It sounded like gartnack, the slow beastie thing, but I knew they weren’t the same.

  Teivel laughed at me and I elbowed him, smiling when he grunted and rubbed his chest.

  "A gwarthack is a large predator with four legs, razor sharp claws, a round face, large eyes and orange and brown stripes all over its body. Its ears protrude from its head, sticking straight up and out and it has a big, long nose with four nostrils. They have an excellent sense of smell," Kieve explained between bites.