There! Bjead spoke in their minds.
We have a visual on your woman. Larimon answered.
Calem frowned at his brethren. In line with the Trigon rituals this would be the time for the Prowlers' She'mana to distract her Sh'em from the Tina. Why was she not doing so?
Where is Bligh? Arjim asked.
Reality punched Calem and Arjim with Bjead's next comment. Hiding for now, it would seem--from us that is, less we be helpless to resist her. She has done well to obey orders.
Stiffening, Calem's outrage reflected in the fury he could see in his brethren's expression. Bligh had led her Sh'em directly to Sydney and then conveniently disappeared to avert the mating urge that would have them chasing her instead.
Where is our Tina, Calem transmitted.
On Black Taw Trail, heading toward the crags.
Arjim released a quivering breath. He straightened the baldric strapped around his bare chest, his cock becoming fully erect in eager anticipation. He smiled. "She is close."
Calem however remained concerned with Bligh's betrayal and the thought of Sydney being arrested. "I will kill them if they touch her!"
He unsheathed his talon arc and drove it through the air, the mating lust webbing itself to his anger. His reaction fed into Arjim's own erratic emotions and becoming equally riled Arjim stepped forward, but instead of joining Calem in cohesive outrage he instead hurled his body into his brethren's torso knocking him to the ground. The Dominance fury, which had teetered on the edge of their control unleashed. With a rebound Arjim leapt and landed on top of Calem. They wrestled, rolled, Calem now on top, Arjim clamping his brethren's wrist to stay the arm that held the weapon. Calem willingly let it go, freeing his hand to clench Arjim's throat. He sat up, his thighs straddling Arjim's hips. Naked male against naked male, he drew back his other arm and clenched a fist. Arjim bucked and threw Calem from him. He sprang to his feet and yanked his weapon from its sheath. Calem who lay on his back on the ground shifted and rose quickly. His gaze flicked to his abandoned talon. He leapt, snatched it up in his hand and then pivoted, narrowly dodging a slash from Arjim's weapon. Muscles flexed on their unclad bodies, chests heaving, and they crouched face to face, ready to attack, and they did, two Trigon males, blinded by raw, primal instinct, weapons swinging battled, each compelled to destroy the other and prove his superiority.
"Ayn, ayn! Please, no more fighting," A female begged.
Sydney…
They stilled, both turning their attention to the only woman who had the power to calm the savage beast within, the sound of her voice bringing the clash to an immediate halt. Their eyes roamed her nude, curvaceous body, taking in her sensual glory. They watched her shutter in response to them, and it prompted their instinctive reaction.
Lifting their arms, they made contact, finger tips to finger tips, thumb to thumb, to form the delta, to merge with her mind. Nothing happened. Instead she merely blinked at them, her body unresponsive. Frustration seized them, and then yielded to bewilderment. There was a pause of silence between them before their bodies stiffened and savage growls began to rumble in their throats once again.
The array of emotions they expressed on their faces was not lost on Sydney, and she knew it was imperative she keep them calm. She had to keep her own fraying nerves calm. Their scents were strong, mingling, swirling around her, captivating and claiming her senses. Her heart pounded against her ribs and began to race again--fear or excitement or a mixture of both it didn't matter. All Sydney knew was that despite what their motives might be she still wanted them--madly--foolishly perhaps, but at the moment nothing else mattered. Sucking in a breath, she stepped closer to them and pushed her hand between the delta they formed forcing their fingers apart.
"Why are you still trying to link with me?" She should tell them it was pointless, and really, she should tell them why, but at the moment thinking clearly was very trying. They were heating her insides to an erotic boiling point and she craved them beyond all resolve.
"She'ami." Arjim caressed her cheek.
Sydney's chest tightened and she forgot to breathe. Her eyes roamed his body taking in his naked splendor, lingering at his pelvis to watch his cock now thick and hardened. It was the first time she'd seen it fully as he was usually standing behind her. Briefly her attention flicked upward. His chest heaved, expanding and contracting with each breath. She gazed even higher looking at his face. He smiled warmly, and she exhaled, the simple gesture causing the tension in her body to ease. She smiled in return, though the accelerated breaths she drew in and forced out through her nostrils belied her supposed calmness. Inside her body was going insane with furious arousal.
His features were identical to Calem's in every way. Everything about him was identical, the shape of their broad shoulders, their chests, arms, even the way the muscles formed beneath their skin. Their hips--Damn sexy hips! Sydney craved to wrapped her legs around them, to open her thighs and feel their cocks pushing into her--oh god yes! Her gaze dropped to examine his cock--his stiff, very erect cock.
And there she recalled the single difference between them. Calem and Arjim were not completely the same. Where Calem's cock curved upward, Arjim's bent downward, the telltale sign--snort--the telltale sign that they were brethren. Remembering the mental link and how they'd made love to her, instantly Sydney understood how they would fit physically inside of her. Their shafts would match each other, pair together, as if they were born to be mated that way, and she supposed they were.
"Do you like what you see, woman?" Arjim spoke the words in her own language.
Sydney looked up. The sexy lilt in his accent as he said them sent a fire of lust blazing through her body. Hell, yah she liked what she was seeing! Her lips parted slightly as if she meant to speak but her voice was lost to the intense arousal blazing through her body. The shimmering rims of gold surrounding his blue irises sparkled more brightly and his smile widened. Sydney licked her lips, her own mouth watering to taste his kiss.
Strong hands slid around her cupping the bottom of her breasts. Thumbs skimmed across her nipples causing a luscious tingle to flutter across her flesh. A groan of pure arousal escaped Sydney's lips. Her nipples went rigid, poking hard and erect from her breasts. She felt herself becoming wet with yearning, her vagina squeezing tighter and yearning for penetration.
"Calem," she breathed out, and then gasped a short breath. He'd moved in on her from behind, molded his heated, naked body against her backside, his cock erect and pressing into the small of her back, jutting upward along her spine.
"We need you beyond all desperation, woman." He nuzzled her neck, his breath hot against the flesh there.
Arjim stepped closer. Calem abandoned her breasts, his hands sliding downward along the sides of her chest to meet at the front of her body, just above the crease of her labia. The fingers of one hand caressed the bear swellings while the other hand came to rest on her hip. The warmth of his palms seeped through her pelvis tormenting the ache that now throbbed beneath the surface. Sydney moaned with unquenched desire.
"How can we continue to resist you?" Arjim said, his voice hoarse with arousal. He fondled her breasts, massaging them gently, and then leaning he drew one turgid bud between his lips sucking it into his mouth.
"Then don't," Sydney gasped out. Her lids fell shut as she reached for his cock. It twitched and throbbed in her grasp. Moisture seeped from the tip and she ran her thumb over the head, closed her palm and stroked it, his own wetness leaking into her hand. "Don't resist."
"You must cease She'mana." Arjim's hips jerked at her touch. He tensed while speaking through gritted teeth, trying to restrain himself. "We must stop."
She'mana…Sydney opened her eyes and released him. She shook her head, confused. "Your wife, why are you calling me that?"
Lifting a hand to her face Arjim caressed her cheek again and then sighed, his expression becoming strained. "We gave you our vows, claimed you as our woman in the way of the ancient tribes, throug
h the mind link. You are now our She'mana."
"We have only to mate in the flesh." Calem added. He too had pulled back from her.
"Then why are you still torturing me?" Sydney shuttered, her mouth wrenching with irritation. She couldn't stand it anymore. Her need for them was so unbearably scorching, that she was ready to burst into flames. They were obviously in the same state.
"We must edify you for the taking," Arjim finally responded.
"Why?" Sydney demanded.
"Tertani males are aggressive lovers," Calem returned and then paused.
Turning her head to see him, Sydney discovered he was staring directly at Arjim. She wasn't sure how, but she could tell immediately that they were silently communicating, trying to stall her perhaps?
"We mustn't frighten you at the first breaching." Calem continued. "If you fight against us the penetration will hurt you."
Inside, Sydney was beginning to seethe. Outward, she listened quietly while Arjim spoke next. "The Edification evolved from the ancient practice of taking the Tina by force. It was akin to rape as she always fought the mating with ferocity."
"As our society became more civilized." Calem gently grasped her shoulders. The mere contact with his skin caused her breathing to accelerate. He pulled her close and pressed his cheek to the side of her head as he explained further. "Our edicts demanded that we refrain from anything but caressing of the female. This was especially important with so many of our Tinas now being claimed from alien worlds that were unfamiliar with our traditions."
"Oh really?" Sydney commented dryly, jerking from his embrace. They were seriously starting to piss her off! "I think you're a little late for that approach."
"We prowl as the tribes of Esotar now, Tina, like the Tertani of antiquity." Arjim said. He paused, his expression becoming pensive. "Nevertheless the linking, the Edifying is still meant to ease your fears about the Triconjugal consummation."
"Are you joking?" Sydney growled. They were so full of shit! She thought back to the prickly fruit she'd poked her finger with when they'd been playing around in her head. "Reaching up she dug her fingers into the back of their crowns, clenching of fistful of hair on each of them, "I think you're both idiots!"
She bashed their foreheads together.
"Ka, woman!" Arjim exclaimed as his head bounced off of Calem's. The impact hit them twofold, each feeling the others pain. They both rubbed the area.
"You think I want either of you mind-linking with me?" Sydney crossed her arms over her chest causing her boobs to swell above them.
Arjim's fingers stilled, and instantly recovered, he licked his lips, lust flickering in his eyes as he stared at her pushed up breasts.
"Knock it off!" Sydney wagged a finger at him. "I have a bone to pick with both of you."
"A bone, Tina?" Calem continued to rub his forehead as he glanced around, confused. "I see no bones. Are you hungry?"
Arjim began to add. "We could have a meal…"
"Shut the fuck up!" Sydney bellowed. "It's bad enough I pricked my finger on that stupid pointy fruit while you were linking to me."
"We would never hurt you," Calem told her. "You are our mate."
"Oh yah?" She huffed. "What about that time I was riding my tricycle and you decided it was a good time to pop in?"
"We were inexperienced back then, She'ami." Arjim tried to clarify their actions.
"I hit a pole and then I fell over and skinned both of my knees!" Sydney's nostrils flared in ire. "What if I had been climbing a cliff or flying my star jet!"
Arjim shook his head as he attempted to explain. "We have the capability of recognizing the danger and would pull back. We did pull back!"
"When?"
Sydney blinked at them and then remembered. It was right before she did her solo docking at the space station.
"We were not linking at that moment, brethren. In fact, if I recall, we were clashing." Calem reminded Arjim. "We only had a sense of her. We thought she was dead."
"Then you don't have control over how and when you link to me!" Sydney narrowed her eyes accusingly.
Calem had the audacity to smile. "Perhaps our bond to her is stronger than we think?"
"Oh snapping bullshit!" Sydney refused to concede. "You could've gotten me killed for real!"
"We have always felt your presence, even so." Arjim ignored her comment, and instead gazed at her, the sincerity in his eyes, the adoring expression on his handsome face nearly melting her. He shook his head, imploringly. "You are our evala'luso." Our hearts' passion. "We adore you woman."
"For you, our She'mana," Calem added. "We would lay down our lives."
For the love of sacred anger!
Sydney melted.
She flew into Arjim's arms, since he was the closest. "Oh the hell with it."
Mashing her mouth with his, she forced a wild kiss. Arjim tensed from her surprise attack accepting her weight fully on him, but his muscles quickly slackened, his pursed lips softened and he opened to her. Their tongues collided. They pressed their mouths tighter, each grasping the other's head, Sydney's tipped back, Arjim's hovering, claiming. Sydney took Arjim's hand and placed it atop her breast, and then wrapped her hand around his shaft stroking it. His arms wrapped her back to give her more support, to draw her more tightly to him.
Slowly she eased back and whispered. "Do I appear fearful to you?"
Behind her, Calem exhaled harshly. Arjim did the same and began pumping his erect shaft through the palm of her hand. Reaching back, Sydney clamped her hands around Calem's sack and fondled it. He groaned, and Sydney's lips turned up into a subtle, but devilish grin. It didn't take a star pilot--even if she was one--to figure out they fed off each other's arousal. And she'd be snap damned, arrest or no arrest, she wasn't going to let them off that easily. Getting them off, now that was another story.
"You see," Sydney remarked and then dropped to her knees between them to grasp their cocks, one in each hand. "No fear."
She stroked them in unison, licking one swollen head and then the other, alternating between them.
Iyo Ka!--Spirits save me! Arjim gurgled, tossing his head back at the exquisite feel of her tongue on him.
"Afiana," Calem commented, calling her magnificent. Gazing down at her, he smiled ardently while combing his fingers through her silky, dark hair. His Tina was radiant. "You have truly grown into a beautiful, sexy woman."
Though he could feel the same sentiments flowing through Arjim he became irritated with him nonetheless, his state of emotions ebbing into Arjim and the same reciprocating back. Calem growled as his brethren pulled their Tina--his Tina to her feet and turned her, stepping behind her to press his body up against hers. Calem retaliated, discharging a mental, antagonizing threat. Step back, cousin or you'll be dead.
Ignoring the warning, Arjim buried his face in the crook of Sydney's neck, inhaling of her essence, kissing her neck, taunting his brethren, Dominance snatching him. Your feeble attempt at ascendancy is laughable at best. He glared defiantly at Calem, daring him to try and take his woman from him.
The alpha in both of them turned possessive. Their eyes narrowed angrily. In one provoking move, Arjim skimmed his hand over the flesh of Sydney's abdomen, caressing a breast and then moving upward to crook his fingers beneath her chin. He tipped her head back and claimed her lips, his tongue tasting her, dipping between them, taking her mouth in a covetous, devouring kiss.
Stepping forward, Calem placed a hand on Sydney's hip and Arjim broke the kiss. Their eyes met and locked as each dragged hardy breaths into their lungs attempting to battle dominance. They forced it down. In their hearts, in their heads, two feral brethren soothed by their woman's presence, began the surrender to their spiritual mating link, began the blending that would bring them to likeness in mind. She was here now, their mate, in their arms, hot and wet and ready to love, ready to be made love to. All would be well, all would become sane again.
No mating, damn it, warriors! The untimely words of the
Commander Tren echoed in their brains.
Ka! Calem bellowed mentally as Arjim grumble several curses back. How unfair that their Commanders, and the other Prowlers had liberty to mate with their own She'manas. Yet here before Arjim and Calem in all her glory their Tina stood, and they were to be deprived! The brethren were at their wits end and insubordination or not they were bedamn the spirits determined on ignoring their orders. In response, Arjim pulled Sydney closer to his body his hands moving lower to find her clit. It was slick with juices from her opening, and he couldn't resist slipping the tip of his fingertip within her.
"Uyo, uyo," Sydney whispered, the eagerness in her voice encouraging him further. He felt her shudder, her body begging for more, but because she was a Tina he pushed no further.
"Ickqu," he told her--soon. Iyo ka! Spirits help him! He hoped it would be soon!
Duty battled with his honor to his woman and with the lust raging inside of him. His cock engorged even further, prodding the small of her back, and when Sydney reached back to caress his balls he jerked his hips back allowing her hand to slide along his shaft until the head slipped along her fingers. He took her hand then and laced his fingers with hers. His other hand wrapped her waist. Thrusting his hips forward he pushed his erection between her thighs and pushed at her crease, finding the opening to her vagina. It was hot and slick, ready for penetration, and he had no doubt she would accept him inside as she arched her back and began pushing her ass against him.
He hesitated, indecisiveness looming, craving her badly yet knowing that taking her could be a grave mistake. He beseeched his brethren. We can still prove she is our mate.
Calem gritted his teeth, his licentious condition in as much of a precarious state as Arjim's, knowing his brethren was right, if they waited, if the linking with her worked properly then…
Do not penetrate her brethren because I will be helpless but to join you, Calem warned as he dropped to his knees in front of Sydney. Leaning into her, he suckled her labia and then licked between them.
Dominance Fury Page 18