Xander partially blocked her view, but she could see Sulie’s lithe form just beyond him. She halted her forward progress and looked into Xander’s eyes. She wasn’t prepared for what she saw there. It made her knees weak until she forced herself to remember he had looked at her the same way previously, if with perhaps a little less emotional need and a lot more lust, right before he rejected her because she was human. That stiffened both her knees and her resolve. He reached out a hand to her, and she flinched despite herself. A pained look marred his handsome features and darkened his eyes.
“Jolene. I would beg your pardon.”
He was saying it again, the prick. Just like he’d said it three months, two days, and maybe fourteen hours ago, right before he screwed her over. Jolene breathed through her heartache. “I told you, Xander. I don’t care to have you beg me for anything. I’ll tell you what I know about Terach, and I’ll text Arion. Terach went home, so your work here is done. I must get back to my uncle. He may need me.”
Sulie came to stand beside his brother, and she only just managed not to step back into the relative comfort of the little bathroom. She had her power, and if they pushed her she would use it, but the magyk didn’t seem to want to rise to the occasion. It was back to having a mind of its own, and she suspected it wasn’t on her side. It simmered gently, pulsing with the rising arousal she had only just conquered by retreating into the john in the first place!
“Steward Faulkner is fine, Jolene. He is experiencing the aftereffects of the drug Terach used on you both, but he is awake and coping. He sent us here. We would have found you by following our senses, but he got us here quicker, in time to stop the Caprine. We did stop him in time, did we not?”
Jolene nearly smiled at the plaintive tone in Sulie’s voice. He truly did not want to see her harmed and believed he and Xander had come to her rescue despite what transpired afterward, despite the fact they both must know she could take care of herself. He was such a man. She decided not to feed into his delusion.
“I am fine, Sulie. And I’m glad Uncle Marshall is, too, although you’ll have to forgive me if I say I’d like to see for myself. Now, what do you need to know so that I can get going?”
She found herself sandwiched between their warm bodies, Xander pressing hotly against her back, Sulie in close proximity to her front, wedged in the doorway of the bathroom. Xander spoke quietly into her ear.
“We need to know when you will be able to cross over to our realm, what you must do to prepare your family, and if there is anything most important to you to bring along.”
Jolene could hardly believe her ears. The man primarily responsible for her emotional pain and suffering was suggesting she leave her world for theirs. No, he was assuming it! Her indignation and an unfurling shard of what felt suspiciously like hope erupted, and Xander flew backward, leaving her shivering with the loss, and she heard him come up against the wall with a thump. He slid to the floor, just as Arion had done, an eternity ago. Sulie staggered backward but came to a halt as he locked eyes with her. He looked at her with such compassionate understanding and held out his arms. She burst into tears and allowed him to gather her up and sit with her on the bed.
He murmured to her, quiet, nonsensical things, and rocked her as he did so. “Xander has little skill with sweet talk, my witch, but he means well. He is a great believer in actions speaking so much louder than words, but he does indeed have many things he wishes to say to you!”
Jolene lifted her head and watched as Xander rose gracefully to his feet.
He cautiously approached them. His face reflected a myriad of emotions. She could see he was not happy with her throwback spell, but his eyes spoke volumes. She recognized desire and passion but saw something far deeper. She saw love and adoration mixed with regret and bit the words of rejection back, understanding she didn’t have to protect herself emotionally from him. He crouched at Sulie’s feet and reached up to place a gentle hand on her tearstained cheek.
“I regret I have caused you even one moment of pain, Jolene,” he said quietly, his features stark and honest. “I have thought of nothing else but you for the past months and hate the fact I treated you the way I did. I sincerely apologize. I am sorry to have made you cry yet again. We have come for you, our witch, our intended.”
Xander paused, and added, with more than a touch of his remembered arrogance, “And we do not intend to return without you.”
Jolene felt Sulie tense and realized her body temperature had risen at Xander’s last statement. She certainly had a lot more to learn about her magyk or was going to combust those people around her with her strong emotions. She forced herself to relax even as she fixed Xander with a stare that had him shifting uncomfortably until he caught himself.
“I don’t know, Xander. Fool me once, shame on you, but I’m not going to shame myself again. How do I know I can trust you, that you won’t treat me like a distasteful human if I am in your realm, that you won’t be ashamed of me?”
She admired his self-control despite herself, as he visibly struggled with her challenge to his heartfelt proclamation and his formidable pride.
“You have my word, just as you have my heart.” The simple edict crumpled the remainder of her defenses.
Jolene began to cry again. Xander stood and leaned down to pluck her from Sulie’s arms. He walked around the bed to lay her down in the middle and stretched out beside her, pressing close. He lifted her hair away from her face and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. The bed dipped, and Sulie’s body warmed the other side of her. He, too, pressed close and then began to stroke her from her throat to her waist with a light, calming touch. Jolene felt her body instantly respond, her nipples beading and her pussy flooding with wetness. She opened her eyes and was nearly overwhelmed at the sight of their two handsome visages looming over her, their nostrils flaring and their eyes speaking eloquently of their need.
Xander lowered his mouth to hers, and Jolene was lost. She opened for his seeking tongue and quaked as he alternated between gentle presses and playful nips. She vaguely heard rustling sounds and then felt Sulie’s not naked form against her own bare arm and leg as Xander’s hands held her head steady for a more voracious plundering of her mouth. When they parted, gasping for air, Sulie pulled her shirt up to her neck and put both of his warm palms on her breasts. Xander leaned back and began to yank off his own clothes, his eyes now molten gold with desire. Jolene involuntarily closed her eyes against the sight. She knew this time there was no recovering from such a loss if he betrayed her.
“I am here, Jolene. And I will never push you away again.” Xander’s voice, fraught with both desire and tension, penetrated her fear, and Jolene lifted her lids to lock her gaze with his. He smiled and reached to draw her panties down, tossing them over his shoulder once he stripped them from her. Sulie helped her to sit up and pulled the shirt over her head. They both stared at her body as though she was lunch, and Jolene forgot all about her too-big breasts and her height challenges.
She looked from one to the other. The slight differences in their appearances were masked by their intense desire. Their lithe, athletic builds and handsome faces were identical, as were their erect, weeping cocks that seemed to reach for her. She put one hand on either appendage and tightened her grasp, and both of her Ipotanes winced and gasped simultaneously. She smiled and hoped her expression conveyed everything she was feeling at that moment. She desperately wanted both of these horse men and loved them without question, but she would be with them on her terms. And if they fucked her over again, especially Xander, he wouldn’t particularly care for what would happen. She stroked the velvet-over-iron shafts and drifted her thumb over the bell-shaped heads, marveling at the texture and generous size and the sticky wetness signifying their need for her. She could only imagine the pleasure both of them could give her at once, and realized what that might entail. She released them and scrambled up to put her back against the headboard and some distance be
tween them. She shifted her gaze from Sulie to Xander and back again, feeling a bit like one of those cat clocks with the eyes that so comically clicked back and forth with each second that passed. Her breath hitched in her throat.
“What is wrong, Jolene?” Sulie’s concerned question comforted even as the way his cock jumped and slapped his belly distracted her.
“We need to talk about our sex lives, boys. There are two of you and only one of me. Do you take turns or what? I’m not so certain I can do this.”
Xander laughed, but not in a poking-fun way. Instead, it sounded deep and sexy. He again stretched out on the bed, resting his chin on her knee and looking at her with deep affection. “We have much experience with sharing, our witch. You can trust us with your pleasure.”
“Chiron!” Sulieman’s exasperated comment echoed Jolene’s immediate annoyed, jealous reaction to Xander’s explanation. “She doesn’t want to hear about our other partners, Xander! Our very much in the past partners,” he quickly added.
“I only meant we are experienced and will not hurt you, my witch,” Xander said. He sat up, grasped her ankles, and gently tugged her down the bed again, and Jolene allowed it. He moved between her legs and pushed her thighs apart with authority, and the action made her pussy flood in preparation for him.
Xander separated her dripping folds with his thumbs. “I didn’t have time that night, my witch. My need for you was too great. I will not concede now. Sulie will help me.”
Jolene’s eyes rolled back in her head as his mouth descended on her apex, and his tongue flickered in ever-tantalizingly intimate touches. When Sulie’s lips closed over her nipple and his fingers rolled and circled the other one, she sucked in air to manage the sensations. The press of Xander’s tongue on her back opening brought her back to her senses, and she opened her mouth to protest, only to have Sulie kiss it away. Xander slid one hand beneath her to cradle her buttocks and lifted her for easier access. The continual stimulation of her anus, accompanied by a digit now pressing up inside her pussy made her want to scream with it. She was at the mercy of two sets of hands and two clever mouths and had yet to experience two big cocks today.
One of them began to rub tiny circles over her clit, and something harder than a tongue slowly penetrated her anus, slipping inside on the natural lubricant her pussy kept making. The tongue replaced the finger on her clit in a kind of rehearsed little dance, and the feeling of being penetrated fore and aft, the digits rubbing against one another deep inside of her, was almost indescribable. Sulie had returned to tormenting her nipples, biting down almost to the point of pain, and Jolene began to pant in an effort to stave off an explosion from deep within. She heard Sulie chuckle against her breast, and Xander sucked her clit hard. Jolene shattered and heard herself release that scream she had been longing to give voice to. It echoed in the room, bouncing in the rafters, and still the digits stretched and rubbed.
“Please.” Jolene knew she was begging but had no idea what she was begging for. Did she want it to stop? Continue?
Another finger slipped in to join the first, and Jolene realized Xander had pushed his thumb into her pussy and had two fingers of the same hand stretching her back entrance. He was inside of her to the webbing at the base of his thumb, and she felt stuffed full. Her bottom sparked with tiny bites of pain, and she clenched on his fingers, trying to push him out, while not wanting him to go. He licked her clit, and her swollen nub bravely rose to the occasion. She could feel it, like a separate entity, wanting what he offered, and it overrode the discomfort as he stretched her anus with the ever-increasing rotation and scissoring of his fingers.
Sulie kissed her again even as he stroked her breasts. “Relax, our witch. Let my brother stretch you so that you can take my cock with more ease. You will know such pleasure.”
Jolene knew that he intended to fuck her there and that Xander was going to do her from the front, maybe at the same time. She was filled with trepidation, yet thrilled and aroused at the thought. It was like her dreams come true, and she believed they wouldn’t hurt her. Xander carefully withdrew and got up to head into the bathroom. She heard water running, even over Sulie’s loving and romantic utterances, and Xander returned with a cloth that he set beside the bed on the nightstand. Sulie, too, stood and Jolene waited, her body already mourning the loss of their warmth and touch. Xander came to lie beside her and rolled and pulled her to crouch over him. She lowered herself over his jutting cock at his urging and worked it deep within her in increments, the swollen head stretching her vaginal walls despite her flowing lubrication. She shuddered at the sensation, and he reached up to ease her down onto his chest, holding her closely, kissing her hair. She felt tied to him, connected, and safe and protected, and enjoyed the thump of his strong heart as it beat beneath her. Sulie’s heat then blanketed her back, and the poke of his erection between her buttocks made her tense.
“It’s all right, Jolene. I will go slowly. You are stretched, and I have lubricated myself. Relax and push back on me.”
The cap of his cock pressed against the outer ring of muscle and suddenly slipped just past it. It felt enormous and impossible. Jolene gasped, and Sulie held still, patiently waiting for her to adjust, then began to push inside ever so slowly. Xander kept kissing her hair and murmuring to her, stroking her, although she could feel his tension as his twin’s cock fought for space against his own, separated as they were by such a thin membrane. And then Sulie’s balls lightly slapped against her labia. If she felt full before, then she was jam packed and jelly tight now. That strange song from the past made total sense. She couldn’t breathe and found herself waiting for something. It was too much, and she began to struggle and buck, but Sulie pulled out a little and pushed back in just as Xander drove up with his own hips. Sulie clearly had position and gravity on his side, and Jolene felt tossed on a turbulent sea as he worked harder. The double thrusting and stretching brought forth a need to clench, and she let herself go, let herself experience it all. Her heart galloped, and her orgasm thundered through her even as Sulie forced a hand between her and Xander and pressed her clit to prolong it. Jolene heard herself make a harsh, guttural sound emanating from the depths of her being, and her body was filled almost simultaneously with the essence of both of her horse men as they trumpeted their release.
The sudden light and heat in the room coalesced and suffused the very air with crackling energy, and the three of them lay spent within it as it whispered across their skin. When it finally faded, Sulie rolled away, his sated cock dragging across all those awakened nerve endings as he pulled out, and she felt him use the cloth Xander had provided to clean her. Xander rolled her once again to rest on her hip, his cock still inside of her, and held her to him while Sulie took his place at her back. Jolene felt replete and exhausted and let herself slip away.
Chapter Twenty-One
“I thought we would ignite, Brother.” Xander spoke quietly over their intended’s sleeping head. “We need to mate with her before much longer. Each time we take her, her magyk gets stronger and encompasses us. I would hate to burn to a crisp, although I suppose it would be a good way to go, inside our witch.”
Sulie stroked Jolene’s hair and smiled. “She is amazing, is she not, Xander? She took us both despite her lack of experience. Our female Ipotanes are not built for such pleasure. There is something to be said for the human form!” He then sobered. “I do not know how we will mate her together, Xander. The logistics of our Ipotane form preclude it, and I have spent considerable time thinking on it.”
“As have I. I rather like this human form for this particular pleasure, but I am at a loss as to what we will do when Jolene transforms.”
“If she transforms.” Sulie looked a bit worried.
“She will transform once we explain things to her, Brother,” Xander said confidently. “Jolene will understand. Arion will help us if need be.”
They waited in companionable silence for their witch to awaken. Xander’
s cock had filled again, held as it was within Jolene’s body, and he knew Sulie’s would also be ready. But once Jolene recovered, it would be important to learn what Terach was up to and what she had learned from him. And her uncle would be wondering, although Xander suspected the Steward knew exactly what had transpired between the three of them. The older man would be invaluable in helping Jolene leave her family to cross over, even if she would of course return to visit. There would be compromises to make. Perhaps she would want some kind of ceremony here to celebrate their mating, although Xander doubted a female was allowed to have two males even in this state, in this realm. But it would all work out. He had faith. In the meantime, he listened to her breathe and rejoiced in the closeness of her lush little body.
He, too, wanted her ass, once she recovered, and neither he nor Sulie had been in that lush little mouth. They had many things to teach her and many things to learn from her. Xander felt the anticipation of the future pull at him and caught Sulie’s laughing glance. He smiled back. He didn’t care what kind of a dolt he had been in the past. Their future was what was important, and if Jolene required correction, then he would provide it. Well, he and Sulie would provide it if she allowed them to do so, if it was deserving. Sulie laughed out loud at his thoughts, and Xander glared at his twin. Then he laughed, too, and Jolene came awake in their arms.
She looked up at him quizzically, and he felt her pussy tighten around him before she hitched up and pulled away, leaving his cock bereft and trying to follow. He itched to push back into her, but he acquiesced and allowed her to clamber out of his and Sulie’s grasp, climbing over him. He groaned when her round knee jammed into his side, on purpose he was sure. He suspected she was not yet over his betrayal despite his happy thoughts. Both he and Sulie watched her curvy form once again disappear into the bathroom. They got up and pulled their clothes on, and after a time Jolene emerged, wrapped in a towel, the ends of her hair wet.
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