by Alyssa Hope
They both reached out to their Charlie on their way to the forest, but it had shut off its mind to them, to everything. Lora could still feel it, and feel the disturbance that its presence in that environment was causing. Ripples of tension and interest moved with it, and Lora was able to map its movement by those alone. Their Charlie was moving without thought or plan, simply looking for somewhere safe to spend the night. It was tired and hungry, and did not know it was being hunted by more than just its loved ones.
Norin and Lora moved into the forest cautiously, with apologies to the things they were disturbing. Some of the things in the forest would understand that they were only there to find their beloved and leave, others would take them as a threat. There were even a few who might be foolish enough to attack a pair of mature adult beings, although those two were not unarmed themselves.
They both felt it the moment that their Charlie realized it was in danger, and then that their sweet one was under attack and wounded. They felt its pain as their own, and drew weapons, moving to defend it. The creature that had wounded Charlie was blinded by bloodlust now and turned on them as they approached. It was willing to fight anything that would deny it the prey that it had been so close to having in its teeth.
It leapt at Norin, but before he could bring his weapon up a slender wild thing screamed ‘No!’, and lunged between him and the creature. Distracted, the creature left itself open, and their Charlie sank a knife – Norin’s knife – into its chest. The creature raked its claws down Charlie’s back as it died, and Charlie fell to the ground beside it.
Lora knelt to cradle Charlie, and reassured Norin.
‘Our brave one is alive, beloved, but we must get it home and clean the wounds. I will contact the physician to meet us there. And quit shooting that thing, it is quite dead.’
Once again Norin had their sweet Charlie in his bed and was waiting while it healed, but this time it was nursing on Lora as well as him, and doing so eagerly. The shallow wounds healed quickly in the presence of so much love.
‘Beautiful brave Charlie. We would never have let you go, will not, ever. We could not, you are part of us. Do not run from us again, please? Do not scare us again.’
As Charlie healed in their arms, Lora reminded Norin that there were other ways of sharing seed, and that in fact he and Charlie had already done so once. It would be less traditional as far as the ceremony itself was concerned, and pregnancy was not likely to result, but it would be enough to satisfy the official triad bond.
‘Charlie? Sweet one, to bond ...’
‘Yes, yes, to bond, to love. To be with you always, please.’
This time there was no desperation, only desire.
Back in the pool, in the cushioning water so as to be careful of Charlie’s still tender scars, they rolled around together, kissing and caressing. Norin lost himself in passion, moving between pale penis and blue one, sucking and licking at the tips, playing with the sacs hanging weighty beneath each of them.
He heard Lora laughing. ‘Greedy beloved, all for you?’
‘Two hands, two soft sacs, the two most beautiful lengths in the universe.’ He wrapped his hands tightly around behind both of his beloveds, pulling them closer in, attempting the impossible in trying to take both strong erections in his mouth at once.
Lora pulled free and twisted around to suck Norin’s own aching length in, and he gasped, arching into his beloved’s mouth.
‘Gods, yes, beloved.’
There was a swirl of water and then their sweet Charlie captured Lora’s throbbing erection in its mouth, and they all tried to breathe and suck and bring pleasure at the same time, truly a triad at that moment. Norin pulled them all into shallow water before they drowned, however happy they would have been to do so right at that moment.
Lora knelt on the wide step and took their sweet Charlie’s pale throbbing erection into his mouth, sucking it in deeper and deeper right to the base. Charlie cried out with joy and its hips thrust forward wildly, pushing its cock into Lora’s mouth as though it could get even deeper, hanging onto the back of Lora’s head. Lora sucked and licked, and Norin could feel the pleasure that he was bringing their Charlie, circling with that agile tongue even as he pulled harder with his mouth.
Norin became distracted by the sight of Lora’s sweet hole as his beloved bent over on the step, right there in front of him, and purred. Sweet Lora, clever Lora. He probed and tested, and found Lora ready for him, of course, dripping with honey. He offered Charlie a taste of that honey, and watched with delight at the expression of joy on their wild one’s face.
Past playing, beyond waiting, Norin pulled Lora’s hips up and drove into him, as gently as he could and then harder, pushing him farther up sweet Charlie’s cock with every thrust. He brought one hand around to grip Lora’s hard length, needing to feel all of them finding their pleasure at once. The three of them rocked back and forth in an age-old rhythm, and the desperation was there again, but now it was to get closer, deeper, further into each other, to become one.
They all came to orgasm at the same time, as a triad bonding should, Norin shooting into Lora’s sweet hole and Charlie into Lora’s mouth, as Lora exploded over Norin’s hand, releasing a froth of blue seed into the water.
Once they were all floating freely, still in each other’s arms, Norin bent over and sank his teeth gently into Charlie’s throat and then into Lora’s. Lora licked the blood off of Charlie and then bit into Norin. He exposed his throat to Charlie, who hesitated, then licked the blood off of it and then a last drop from Lora’s throat.
‘Beloved.’ All three of them, together, finally mated and bonded, a triad forever.
They could hear the ambassador purring when they finally got around to informing him that Charlie was now a fully bonded member of their triad, mated, bonded, a citizen, and never going anywhere again.
‘And, bearing?’
Charlie, newly confident, had the answer to that one.
‘Lora is; our beloved will bear our first.’
The ambassador purred more loudly.
‘The first of many for your triad, I’m sure. Happiness to all of you.’
Happiness, love, safety, yes. All of those things.
The happy end.
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It turns out that this is part of a trilogy of stand-alone stories about characters from the same worlds. Look for Jacob’s Pair of Hearts and Zack’s Little Darling.
Alyssa