by Ivy Barrett
Holding her open with his fingers, Sean lashed her clit until her hips began to buck involuntarily. “Oh,” she cried, wrapping her arms around Kellan’s legs as the tension inside her made her core clench in on itself painfully. “I need…” Sean pushed two fingers into her cunt and she came in deep, pulsing spasms. “Something to squeeze,” she finished with a sigh.
Sean draped one of her legs over his shoulder and pressed his mouth directly over her pussy. Building on the embers of her orgasm, he started another cycle of arousal. His lips moved against her swollen folds and his tongue thrust into her core, caressing and stimulating. He grasped her hips, lifting her, driving his tongue deeper.
Kellan held her still while Sean feasted on her essence. His hands caressed her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples. She reached back, caressing his chest and squeezing his shoulders. Having Kellan touch her had been exciting, but they built upon each other, compounding the thrill and transforming simple enjoyment into something—spiritual. This felt fated. Right.
The first tingling ripples of an orgasm had just begun when Sean raised his head. “Don’t stop! I was almost there.”
“Greedy minx.” He positioned himself at her entrance then hooked her legs over his arms. “I let you come once already. I want to feel the next one squeeze my cock.”
“Sounds reasonable to me.” Kellan stuffed a pillow beneath her ass, tipping her hips up so he could see what was going on a little better.
Sean began long, slow strokes, pulling nearly out before plunging his full length back inside her. The slide felt wonderful, but the new angle tipped her clit away from his shaft. She wiggled, trying to realign her clit for the needed rubbing.
“What’s the matter?” Kellan asked, his voice deep and smoky.
“I can’t… come like this,” she whispered. Communication was the foundation for any relationship, no matter how embarrassing she found the topic. She’d never understood why it was harder to talk about sex than it was to do it, but she’d always found verbalizing her needs awkward.
“Why not?”
Rather than humiliate herself further by explaining, she reached down and rubbed her fingers over her clit.
“I see. Do you want me to pull out the pillow or help you do that?” His voice dipped to a sexy whisper, his warm breath caressing her cheek.
“Touch me.”
He needed no other instructions. She expected him to brush her fingers aside, but he covered her hand with his, entwining their fingers. Then she was caressing herself with his fingers and sparks of pleasure jumped beneath their combined fingertips.
Sean moaned and shifted her legs higher, thrusting faster. Kellan’s fingers flexed gradually, taking control of the caress. She smiled, relaxing against his body, surrendering to his care. He touched her with her fingers, sending ripples of sensation deep into her core. Sean gasped, pumping faster, eyes passion-glazed.
“Are you ready for me, Sean?” Kellan continued to circle her clit, but his voice held a note of challenge. “You haven’t forgotten how this is going to end, have you?”
Sean’s eyes snapped into focus and rose to Kellan’s. “Now?”
“I said you could swim in her taste and you did. But I said we would come together and it looked like you were getting pretty close to coming without me.”
Kellan deftly replaced his body with pillows as he moved out from behind Brianna. Sean lowered her legs and balanced on his knees. He was still more or less inside her, but his ass was in the air, right where Kellan needed it to be.
Brianna framed his face with her hands and smiled into his eyes. “In the castle you took me without hurting me. Can’t you do the same thing for yourself?”
“I’m not afraid of the pain.”
“He’s afraid he’ll enjoy it. And he will.” There was no conceit in Kellan’s voice. He stood a step back from Sean, rubbing lubricant over his cock. “I think most men face these feelings. There are taboos associated with same-sex relationships in almost every culture. It’s natural that he’s feeling conflicted.”
“But you’re not conflicted?” Sean asked.
“No. My desire for you feels just as natural to me as my desire for Brianna.”
“Then get it over with.” Sean turned his head back around and buried his face between her breasts.
Kellan laughed. “I think we can do better than making you feel like a martyr.” He went down on one knee behind Sean and squeezed the lube into his palm. “I’m going to use my fingers first. I want you to get used to the fullness and the motion. If you come, don’t be embarrassed. We’ll work out the timing as we go along.”
* * *
Sean turned his head and sucked one of Brianna’s nipples into his mouth, determined to ignore what Kellan was doing. If the bastard thought he would come at the first thrust of a finger into his ass, he knew nothing about specter training!
She stroked his hair and lightly dragged her fingernails across his back. Her pussy was snug and warm around his cock. He felt almost sleepy.
Then Kellan parted his ass cheeks and lubed his opening. He’d expected the cool slipperiness. Without lubricant, and lots of it, this would never work. But he wasn’t prepared for the tingling rush of sensations that followed Kellan’s fingertips.
“Most people don’t realize how many nerve endings there are in this area.” Kellan dragged his thumbnail across Sean’s skin to demonstrate. Prickly bursts detonated in his wake and Sean’s anus contracted and released, as if begging for attention.
He released Brianna’s nipple and took a deep breath. “I’m in big trouble, aren’t I?”
“Only if you choose to look at it that way.” Kellan touched his finger to Sean’s anus, announcing his intention before pushing inside. Smooth pressure, spreading, opening, sliding.
Sean’s cock twitched and his balls tingled. Oh, shit, this was going to be hell.
Kellan reversed direction and the pleasure intensified tenfold. All the smooth, invading pressure became a pulling, rushing river of bliss. Sean shivered and gasped.
“Easy. Try to relax.”
Relax while that torturous finger was sliding in and out, creating the most amazing sensations Sean had ever imagined. This was what it was like to be fucked, to be penetrated rather than to penetrate. The realization left him dazed.
The pressure increased as Kellan added a second finger. His hand was strong and he spread his fingers, carefully, stretching Sean’s muscles, preparing him for the greater thickness yet to come.
Just the thought sent lust rocketing through Sean’s body. “I’m not going to make it,” he cried.
“Then finish now and we’ll focus entirely on you.”
He shifted his weight off Brianna, driving his cock deeper into her pussy. She drew her legs high against his sides. “I’m sorry, love. This got all confused.”
She smiled and kissed his lips, tasting of aroused woman and Kellan’s pleasure. “There is nothing confusing about this. Kellan’s right. Your first time should be special.”
Her concern touched him deeply and he kissed her again, grasping her hips as he moved in and out of her core. She arched into each stroke, taking him as he took her. And all the while Kellan’s fingers steadily fucked him, preparing him and driving him insane.
The rocking of his hips took on a new dimension. Each time he drew back, he pushed himself onto Kellan’s fingers, and thrusting into Brianna dragged his body away from Kellan’s hand. His head spun and his body burned, lost on a tossing sea of sensual overload.
He arched his back and thrust deep, his ass cheeks clenching. Release erupted from his balls and rolled down his shaft, bursting out in jets of scalding seed. Brianna’s cry of pleasure echoed his and her pussy convulsed around him, greedily milking his cock until they were both weak and laughing.
Kellan slowly drew out, reminding Sean the session wasn’t quite over. “Do you want to watch, princess? Or are you comfortable where you are?”
“I want to watch.”
Sean was afraid she’d say that. She wiggled out from under him, which left him alone on his hands and knees. She knelt beside him, rubbing his back and massaging his tense shoulders. He laughed. “I feel like a pagan sacrifice.”
Kellan chuckled. “I’ll admit I’ve got an ego, but I’ve never thought of myself as a god.” He grasped Sean’s hips and raised his ass, adjusting the angle. “You know what to expect, so try to flow with the sensations. Push out against me rather than pulling away.”
“And don’t forget to breathe,” Brianna added, and kissed the side of his face.
Sean felt his ass cheeks parted and Kellan’s cock nudged his opening. Then Kellan’s hand sneaked down between his legs and caught his balls in a firm yet gentle grasp. “Relax.” Those long fingers rubbed his balls, the motion smooth and tender. Kellan’s cock pushed inward and his other hand grabbed Sean’s hip, steadying him.
Stretching pressure shot over to stinging pain. Sean absorbed the pain and diffused it throughout his body. Deeper, fuller. He dragged air into his lungs and Kellan drove farther into his ass. Warm fingers caressed his balls and other fingers encircled his cock. Brianna!
“Can you take more, or do you want me to stop?”
The strain in Kellan’s voice made Sean brave. This was as amazingly intense for Kellan as it was for him. “More. I want all of you.”
Kellan moved both hands to Sean’s hips, but Brianna took up the sensual motion, rubbing his balls and stroking his cock. With infinite care, Kellan pulled nearly out, pausing with just the broad head still inside him. Kellan coated his shaft and Sean’s stretched tissues with a fresh layer of lube before he executed his first full stroke.
The endless slide took Sean’s breath away. He clutched the pillows beneath him and gritted his teeth. Brianna’s hand matched Kellan’s slow, steady rhythm, sliding up and down his shaft as Kellan filled him.
Sean was trapped in a passive wonderland. All he could do was accept the pleasure they gave. Knowing Brianna could sense his emotions, he opened his mind and poured his bliss into her. She gasped and shivered, her fingers tightening against his cock.
“So good,” he whispered, his head tossing back and forth.
“Why is it so good?” Kellan challenged.
“Because you are inside me, and Brianna is loving me.” His words sounded harsh and breathless, so he left his mind open, revealing the tenderness and the wonder swelling with each combined stroke. “She is selfless and gentle and you are like no other.”
“We belong to each other.” She pressed a kiss to his shoulder, her hand steadily pumping.
“We belong to each other,” Kellan echoed. His fingers tightened against Sean’s hips, and the demanding glide of his shaft drove rational thought from Sean’s mind. There was only pleasure and hunger and the dazzling blending of three vibrant souls.
He recognized Brianna’s warmth and complexity. Then the rich concentration of Kellan’s energy surrounded him, infused him with strength and daring.
Pulling back from the splendor, he forced his mind to function, unsure when they would get another chance.
Shall we form a link now or is it too soon? Sean asked, hoping Kellan would agree, craving the intimacy he enjoyed with Brianna. Brianna and I are already able to hear each other’s thoughts. We don’t want you to feel left out.
You won’t be able to tell secrets anymore? Kellan sounded anything but abused.
Basically. Sean’s control allowed him to send shielded thoughts, but now was not the time for a detailed conversation!
You can already read my mind, Kellan mused. This will just allow me to read yours. I don’t see a disadvantage. I’m ready for the link. Are you, princess?
She looked up from her task and smiled. I’m ready.
Kellan’s brow suddenly knitted and his rotations paused. Is the link permanent?
This is the first step in a mystic triad, but there are two additional steps.
That seemed to satisfy the overlord. His body lunged back into motion and his mind opened to Sean’s touch. Sean flowed from Brianna’s mind into Kellan’s and back, connecting, bridging, binding. The additional sensations quickly escalated the pleasure, shattering what remained of Sean’s control.
He reached for Brianna across the link, needing her to share in their climax. She gasped, her fingers squeezing his shaft, momentarily losing the rhythm. It didn’t matter. Sean was too far gone. He arched, taking Kellan deeper than he’d ever gone before.
Release rolled through his body then spread outward, sweeping across the link. Brianna pressed her face against his shoulder as Sean’s cock pulsed within her grasp. Kellan threw back his head and roared, coming deep inside Sean’s ass.
Sean collapsed onto his stomach, inadvertently separating their bodies. Kellan rolled to his side and Brianna settled on his other side.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“Can’t you feel how I am?” he asked, too sleepy to open his eyes.
“Your emotions are really subdued right now. I thought you might be shielding them.”
“Not at all. I’m just exhausted. You slept in the castle. I’ve been awake for the better part of three days.”
She brushed his hair back from his face and kissed his temple. “Then sleep, sir knight, and we’ll watch over you.”
“But don’t forget.” Kellan waited until he looked at him before he added, “I still owe you a spanking.”
Chapter Ten
Brianna hugged her sister tightly, happy tears streaming down her face. In the darkest moments of her captivity, Brianna had feared this day would never come. But she had never given up hope. The possibility of seeing Lorelle again was the only thing that kept her going through the worst of her incarceration.
An urgent summons had arrived for Sean when they’d emerged from Kellan’s bedroom that morning. Fane hadn’t revealed any details, only stated that Sarah’s condition had worsened.
A heated argument immediately erupted, but Brianna stepped between her men and asked Kellan if there was any legitimate reason they couldn’t accompany Sean to the Underground. Kellan reluctantly accepted the compromise and told Sean to go on ahead.
“I need to make a few arrangements, but we will follow within the hour,” Kellan had promised.
“I’ll take Brianna with me now and you can join us there whenever you’re ready,” Sean countered.
“I give you my word as an overlord. We will arrive in the Underground no later than two hours from now. After which, you will be freed from your vow to me.” Kellan sighed and shook his head, finger-combing wayward strands back from his face. “We have to start trusting each other, Sean. You demonstrate your trust and I’ll demonstrate mine.”
“Why do I have to make the first move?” Sean grumbled.
“Because, at the moment, you have the most to lose.”
“Sarah needs you.” Brianna could sense his frustration and the worry eroding his composure. He loved his sister very much. “Kellan will keep his promise. I’ll make sure of it.”
Sean had used the shadow realm to travel to the Underground while Kellan and Brianna followed in the skiff. It was almost impossible to tell the difference between Old Towne Sanctum and the black zones on the surface. Both areas of Protaria were sadly neglected and largely derelict.
However, Brianna soon learned the outward condition of Old Towne was used as camouflage by Fane’s mutants whereas the occupants of the United Territories were forced to deal with the primitive living conditions because they had no other choice. They were outcasts, discarded, forgotten. The elite considered them inferior, unworthy of the limited resources available on Protaria. And Fane only allowed mutants into the Underground.
Sean had alerted Mal Ton of their new location, and Lorelle and her new mate were waiting for Brianna and Kellan when they arrived in the Underground. The men stepped back, eyeing each other with obvious cau
tion as the sisters embraced.
“They told me you’d been rescued, that you were unharmed and doing well.” Lorelle paused to look Brianna over from top to bottom. “After I talked to you, I was much closer to believing, but I don’t think I accepted it until just now.”
“Why would your mate lie to you?” Brianna took a step back and dried her cheeks with the back of her hand.
“He wouldn’t, but Mal Ton was only reporting what he’d been told. We had no way of knowing if it was really true.” Lorelle squeezed her one last time before she began to relax.
The men had moved off a bit, giving the women some privacy. Brianna glanced around the cavernous room. Her surroundings had become a blur as soon as she’d seen Lorelle. “What is this place?”
“It used to be a hotel. Now it’s more or less the entrance to the Underground. A few of the rooms upstairs are occupied, but everything of interest is in the lower levels.”
Brianna nodded. She was far less interested in the logistics of the Underground than she was in her sister’s happiness and new marital status. Her curious gaze settled on Mal Ton. He was about the same height as Kellan and just as heavily muscled.
“They do grow them big in this star system, don’t they?” Lorelle was busy assessing Kellan so the question came out rather dreamy.
“Must be the water.” Brianna continued her study of Mal Ton. His skin was smooth and supple, the tone a shade between copper and gold. Kellan had appeared savage and intimidating. Mal Ton could claim both those traits, but he also looked far more alien. From his gleaming teal gaze to distinct angle of his features he was humanoid yet not human.
“Do you love him?” She looked at Lorelle, waiting for her reaction.
“Absolutely. Mal Ton is extraordinary. I have no doubt I will spend the rest of my life with him.”
Brianna smiled. It was so unlike her sister to rush into anything. “You don’t think this is a bit sudden?”