Sharing a Mate: A Kindred Tales M/F/M Novel (Brides of the Kindred)

by Evangeline Anderson

  Sorin adjusted himself as well, though it was clear he was trying to get comfortable without moving deeper into her.

  “It’s all right, Sorin…Bron,” Kayla told them both as the two of them shifted. “It doesn’t…doesn’t hurt like it did. If you’d be more comfortable sliding a little deeper inside me you can do it. I don’t…don’t mind.”

  “Are you sure, leelah?” Sorin asked anxiously. “We don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Feeling you inside me heals me,” Kayla told him, knowing it was true. “Both of you. So come on—go a little deeper. I don’t mind.”

  “We won’t thrust completely into you,” Sorin promised. “But it would be more comfortable to have my shaft a little further inside your sweet pussy.”

  “I feel the same,” Bron growled.

  There was a little more shifting around and then both thick shafts slid about halfway into her.

  Kayla wiggled between them, trying to get comfortable.

  “A…a little deeper,” she urged them. “I want to feel you both in me while we all drift off to sleep.”

  “A little deeper then,” Sorin murmured. “But still not all the way to the hilt, agreed, Brother?”

  “Agreed,” Bron growled. They thrust forward again and then stopped, as though by mutual agreement with only about an inch of each long shaft still outside her pussy and ass.

  Kayla moaned softly, shifting to get used to the new fullness. Bron’s thick shaft was stretching her rosebud to the limit and the head of Sorin’s cock was almost—but not quite—kissing the mouth of her womb. God, it felt so good. So completely right to be between them this way, being filled by both her men at once.

  For a moment she wished she could have both of them in her to the hilt inside her and not one in front and one behind either—no, she wanted them both in her pussy, both filling her and fucking her…both coming in her and bonding her at the same time.

  But that’s impossible, she told herself sadly. You heard them talking before you called them to the bed. You know how they feel about sharing you in the long run. This is only a temporary arrangement.

  Well, if it was temporary, she ought to enjoy it while it lasted. Snuggling down between her men with her thighs propped comfortably open and both thick shafts still filling her pussy and ass, she sighed blissfully and closed her eyes.

  “All right, leelah?” Sorin asked her. “Do you feel you could sleep now?”

  Kayla reflected that if anyone had ever told her going to sleep like this—with two men filling her at once—could be more than pleasurable—that it could actually feel comforting and relaxing—she would have thought they were crazy. But that was exactly how she felt with her guys inside her. It probably had a lot to do with the compounds in Bron’s seed that helped her open to them but it was also the fact that she had never felt closer to both of them.

  “I feel wonderful,” she told them honestly. “Are you guys comfortable too?”

  “More than comfortable, small one,” Bron growled. “Although buried as we are in your sweet pussy and ass, I can’t promise I might not leave another load of seed in your soft little body.”

  “I feel the same,” Sorin admitted. “Before we only had the heads of our shafts inside you. Now we are buried almost to the root in your sweet body, leelah.”

  “It’s all right.” Kayla murmured and snuggled a little closer, feeling both thick shafts slip ever so slightly deeper into her as she did. “You can keep this up—keep, uh, filling me and coming in me as much as you want to. Just do it slowly and gently.”

  “You want us to fuck you to sleep?” Bron’s deep voice was half lustful, half amused.

  “More like I want the three of us to keep pleasuring each other until we drift off,” Kayla corrected him. “Does that make sense?”

  “Perfect sense,” Sorin murmured.

  “Good night, small one,” Bron growled.

  Then one of them—she wasn’t sure who because she was already drifting to sleep, called for the lights to dim and plunged the bedroom into darkness. Kayla sighed contentedly as she felt their hard shafts filling her with slow, deep, gentle strokes as their big warm hands caressing her body soothingly in the dark.

  At that moment she thought she had never felt so loved and cared for in her life.

  She wished it would never end.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Sharing her—I’m sharing her with another male—with Sorin. I have my shaft almost to the hilt in her soft little ass and he’s buried in her pussy, Bron thought when he opened his eyes the next morning. We both made love to her and came in her together—that’s the fucking textbook definition of sharing a female.

  He didn’t know whether to feel angry or ashamed of himself but to be honest, for right now, he was feeling too warm and comfortable with his shaft still inside his lady’s sweet ass to feel either.

  Still, he should be upset about it—he knew that. I would be, he told himself defensively. If I’d had to actually watch Sorin’s shaft sliding into her pussy and know he was filling her to the hilt. No Beast Kindred could stand to watch another male take his female like that—it would incite me to Rage, I know it would.

  Thank goodness, they were all pressed so close together he hadn’t been able to watch. Not that he wanted to watch, he told himself fiercely. And not that he’d wanted to share her with Sorin in the first place. But they’d had to do it—it was the only way to ease the ache in Kayla’s soft little pussy and ass. And then it seemed to make their lady feel so comforted to have them both inside her, he didn’t have the heart to pull out before they slept.

  Right, you didn’t have the heart, sneered a little voice in his head. More like you didn’t have the balls. You didn’t pull out because you didn’t want to. How many loads of seed did you shoot in her last night? She must been filled to overflowing with your cum by now.

  It was true, Bron had to acknowledge to himself. After Kayla had told them they could come in her as much as they wanted to, he had felt no compunction about letting the sweet tension of her tight little rosebud massage a few more loads of seed from his shaft while he fucked gently into her. He had felt Sorin thrusting and coming in her too but the pulsing of the other male’s cock against his, separated only by a thin membrane of skin, had only served to increase his pleasure. Even now he felt he could come again—he was always horny in the morning although he had never before had the good fortune to wake up with his morning hard-on buried in the female he loved.

  Opening his eyes, he saw that Sorin was awake too and watching him. He wondered what the other male was thinking.

  “Sorin?” he asked softly, keeping his voice low because Kayla was still sleeping soundly between them.

  “Morning.” Sorin cleared his throat. “Well, this is quite a waking isn’t it?”

  “We’ve slept in the same bed before,” Bron acknowledged. “But never inside the same female.”

  “You mean with our shafts pressed together inside our sweet Kayla?” Sorin sounded uncomfortable, as though he felt shame for what they had done—but probably for a different reason than Bron.

  “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he murmured, bending down carefully to place a kiss on the crown of her head.

  “She’s perfect,” Sorin agreed.

  Bron wondered if he ought to remind the other male again that this was only temporary but somehow he didn’t want to fight this morning.

  “Are you going to come in her again?” he asked his friend instead. “She told us we could fill her as much as we liked as long as we were careful to be gentle,” he reminded Sorin.

  “I…don’t know.” The Blood Kindred made an uncertain movement—a tiny, shallow thrust that Bron could feel against his own shaft. Kayla stirred a little but then sighed happily and seemed to go back to sleep.

  “I can feel how hard you are,” Bron told him, matter-of-factly. “And I felt you coming in her last night. Why do you not fill her again if you need to?”

  “I feel yo
u against me as well.” Sorin sounded even more uncomfortable. “And…I felt you coming too.”

  “Why don’t we come together then?” Bron asked reasonably. “Are you worried that our shafts are so close together? Remember we were rubbing against each other outside of Kayla last night before she asked us to enter her.”

  “Yes, I…I know. We…shouldn’t have done that either.” Sorin’s voice was low and shamed.

  “Shouldn’t have given our lady what she wanted…what she needed, you mean?” Bron demanded. “For the last time, Sorin, I don’t fucking understand why you have such a problem being close to me when we’re both close to Kayla. Especially since we’ve been friends for years.”

  “Friends don’t usually—”

  “Share a female?” Bron finished for him.

  “No, I was going to say—”

  “Are you two fighting again?” Kayla’s voice was sleepy but stern. “I told you, no more of that—all right?”

  “Yes, small one.” Bron took a deep breath, trying to put his frustration away and watched as Sorin did the same.

  “Mmm…” She stretched and then looked down at herself in apparent surprise. “Oh,” she said faintly. “You’re both…both still inside me. I…I thought it was a dream.”

  “Do you wish it was a dream, leelah?” Sorin asked softly.

  “Do you wish the two of us hadn’t fucked you last night?” Bron growled.

  Kayla and Sorin both glared at him. “Bron!”

  “Well, it’s true,” he pointed out with mock defensiveness. He enjoyed baiting the two of them and he was fairly certain they enjoyed it as well. His teasing, as he had intended, broke some of the tension between them.

  Kayla sighed. “No, I don’t regret it,” she told them both. “It’s…way further than I ever thought the three of us would go together but it doesn’t feel wrong. Just…new.”

  “It’s new for us too, sweetheart,” Sorin assured her. “Do you want us to pull out now?”

  “I guess you’d better,” she told them. “But if what I felt last night was any indication, I’m pretty sure we’re going to ruin this bed when you do.”

  “You felt us coming in you?” Bron asked, surprised. He’d been certain that after a while Kayla had drifted off to sleep. And he and Sorin had tried not to waken her.

  Kayla’s creamy brown cheeks got a warm, pinkish glow.

  “I know you guys were trying not to wake me up but I felt you, uh, sliding in me—in and out of me, I mean—off and on all night. And then, of course…” Her cheeks got even pinker. “Coming inside me. The two of you must have shot about a gallon of cream in me.”

  “Forgive us, leelah,” Sorin murmured. “I assure you, we tried to be gentle.”

  “You were. And it’s all right.” She smiled at both of them. “I asked you to stay inside me and told you that you could come in me again if you needed to. And actually, it didn’t bother me at all. I, um…” She cleared her throat. “I liked it.”

  “We liked it too, baby,” Bron told her, feeling his shaft surge inside her. Sorin got harder at the same time and Kayla laughed, obviously feeling their renewed interest.

  “Do you want to—need to—do it one more time?” she asked softly, looking up at both of them. “Come inside me, I mean, before we all, uh, separate?”

  “If our lady wishes,” Sorin murmured, stroking her cheek. “Would you like that, sweetheart? Like to feel us filling you one more time?”

  “Yes…” Kayla’s big brown eyes were filled with need and desire—desire for both of them, Bron realized. “Yes, fill me and this time…” Her cheeks got pink again as she spoke. “And this time you can…can thrust a little deeper than you did last night. If you need to…in order to come, I mean.”

  * * * * *

  Sorin was touched by Kayla’s trust in them and the love in her eyes as she opened her body yet again, offering herself to him and Bron. But he was still hesitant to thrust as deeply as he could. He was aware—extremely aware—of how filled her little pussy and ass were by their thick shafts and she was so small compared to his and Bron’s muscular bulk. They needed to be careful of her.

  Also, he was worried about his own self-control in such a situation. If he thrust to the hilt inside her sweet, sucking pussy and filled her with his cum, would he be able to keep himself from sinking his fangs into her neck and bonding her to him at the same time?

  Sorin wasn’t sure.

  “I don’t dare thrust all the way inside you, leelah,” he told her regretfully. “I’m afraid I might want to bond you to me too badly to stop.”

  “Then fucking pull out,” Bron growled. “Nobody’s bonding Kayla until she’s had the antidote and gets a chance to choose.”

  “Don’t talk about choosing again,” Kayla said quickly. “You know I don’t like that kind of talk!”

  “Sorry,” Bron rumbled.

  “It’s all right.” Kayla sighed and turned to Sorin. “Just thrust halfway into me if you can’t stand to go all the way,” she murmured, reaching up to stroke his cheek. “I understand.”

  “Very well—as my lady wishes,” Sorin nodded. “I promise the head of my shaft will not kiss the mouth of your womb.”

  “And I’ll only thrust halfway as well—it’s only fair,” Bron rumbled in a show of solidarity.

  Sorin smiled and nodded at his best friend, feeling the tension ease between them. Kayla was so good at making peace he thought, as he carefully drew almost all the way out and pressed only halfway into her sweet, sucking pussy. So good and kind and beautiful…

  Then he got lost in her body and the gentle, careful rhythm of his best friend’s shaft moving in tandem with his own as both of them fucked and came in their lady once more.

  * * * * *

  Well, I was right about ruining the bed. They’ll have to flip the mattress—if a Kindred mattress can be flipped. And look, it’s still dripping out of me!

  Kayla looked down at herself as the hot water of the shower sprayed over her body. Sorin and Bron had wanted to shower with her but she’d told them she needed privacy. After sleeping so intimately connected all night, she was due for a little alone time.

  What are we all doing together? she wondered as she watched rivulets of their creamy seed run down her thighs and down the drain. We all made love last night—multiple times and it felt right. More right than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. Are we forming some kind of a bond?

  It seemed possible. Not in the way that Kindred usually bonded with their mates, where they formed a mental connection which allowed them to hear each other’s thoughts and sometimes feel each other’s emotions. But what they were doing was definitely bringing them all closer—not just physically but mentally too.

  We’re all so in sync with each other, Kayla thought as she scrubbed her body with a Kindred bath mitt which emitted its own bubbles. She had to use it since she’d used all of the other soap the night before trying to get the feather-tail out. And I feel amazing. They’re both so big but I’m not even sore this morning—the compounds in Bron’s seed are as good as bonding fruit.

  Or so she imagined, having only heard from friends about the effects of the Kindred aphrodisiac plant which allowed females to open for two Kindred warriors at once. Bonding fruit was one of those things you left strictly alone unless you really needed it.

  I wonder if I would need it for both of them to fit in my pussy at once or if Bron’s compounds would do the job for us, she thought idly. If they could both get into me at the same time like that and come at the same time, could I bond with both of them, the way girls are able to bond with two Twin Kindred?

  Then she reluctantly pushed the thought away. Her guys would never go for it. Bron because he was dead set against sharing in the long run and Sorin because it made him uncomfortable to be close to his best friend sexually. At least, that was what the whole “Three shall not touch as One” thing he kept bringing up seemed to be about—the fear that if the two of them shared her, they mi
ght get a little too close for comfort. Whereas Bron just seemed to think that sharing was wrong because it made a male weak.

  Kayla thought both of them were being silly. Why shouldn’t a Beast Kindred share a mate with his best friend—“the friend of my heart,” as Kindred sometimes called their besties? And why should it be a big deal for all of them to take pleasure in each other’s bodies? Her men were gorgeous—sculpted muscles, rippling abs—not a spare ounce of flesh anywhere. Who could resist such masculine beauty? Kayla certainly couldn’t and, in her opinion, her guys should stop resisting too.

  But with a sigh, she acknowledged it was never going to happen. Bron and Sorin were being surprisingly flexible in this situation but only because they both knew it was temporary. The moment they got their hands on the Lust Blossoms and were able to work up an antidote, reality would come crashing down on all three of them and tear them apart.

  “I don’t want to think about that,” Kayla said aloud, turning off the water and reaching for a towel. “I’m not going to think about that. I’m just going to enjoy the time we have left.”

  Sometimes she found that stating her intentions out loud helped her carry through on them and this was no exception. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the bathroom, determined to start her day right.

  The bedroom was empty but she got dressed quickly and followed her nose to the small food-prep area which was just big enough for three. Bron was sitting at the folding table and Sorin was taking something out of the re-hydrator—a Kindred appliance that looked a little like a microwave.