Phymos grazed his thumbs over her nipples and toyed with them until they swelled, hardened. His gaze met Euryon’s once more and as unspoken conversation passed between the two brothers.
Yes, Dira thought. They shared women before. Phymos squeezed her breasts and drew a moan from low in her throat. She gasped in surprise seconds later when Euryon fisted his hand in the back of her hair, yanked her head back and crushed his mouth to hers. She felt a flutter of warm air on her right nipple. Phymos’s breath, her mind slowly registered as he licked a circle around her nipple, then flicked his tongue over the tip. He caught her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it as his teeth gently closed around her right peak.
Arrows of heated desire shot through her, bathed her pussy in wetness. Her body arched, pushed her breasts into Phymos’s hand and mouth even as her tongue tangled with Euryon’s in a deep kiss. She felt Euryon’s hand, still on her ass, glide over her crack, one finger slipping inside. She made a sound of protest that sounded more like a moan of pleasure even to her own ears with Euryon’s mouth clamped to hers. She’d never been touched there and it frightened her even as she felt excitement rear to life in her belly, in her pussy.
“He’s playing with your ass, isn’t he?” Phymos asked, his voice rough with need.
Euryon broke the kiss.
She gasped, “Yes!”
Phymos chuckled, “He likes to take women that way.”
Euryon looked down at her, the glint of mischief that always sparked in his eyes now dimmed by lust. “If you want me to join you, you will let me have what I want.”
Fear and indecision battled with want and need inside her. She wanted both of these men at this moment, wanted them to take her, to fuck her. It was no longer about payment for the necklace with Euryon, but the desire to be with two men—one she loved, the other she owed a debt.
“You have such sweet little ass, Dira,” Euryon whispered and released his hold on her hair. His finger found her anus and circled the outer rim with the fingertip.
Her heart hammered in her chest. Slowly, she raised her head to meet Phymos’s gaze.
One of his hands skimmed down her abs, her belly and moved between her legs. “Don’t be frightened,” he told her softly as his finger found her clit. “We will prepare you. You will enjoy it.”
With the promise of his words shining in his eyes, she slowly nodded and closed her eyes. Euryon’s finger moved from her anus, pushed between her legs to delve inside her throbbing pussy. His finger wiggled inside her, pumped a couple of quick, deep thrusts that made her writhe against both men, then he pulled free. The finger returned to her anus, spread her own juices around the hole and just inside it to lubricate.
“Spread your legs, Dira,” Phymos whispered. “Give us more room to work you.”
Shakily, she did as he asked. She wished they would lay her down. She didn’t know how long her quivering legs could hold her upright. Especially when Euryon’s finger slowly inched inside her anus. She gasped, moaned and made other sounds she would have no definition for later. Her eyes opened on darts of shock, pain and pleasure and she lifted her arms to Phymos’s shoulders, fisted her hands in the cloth that covered him. By the Gods, she was the only one naked in the room!
“Relax,” Euryon said softly, his free hand moving to spread her ass cheeks. “It won’t hurt as much if you relax.”
Dira tried to relax her muscles, almost succeeded until Phymos pushed a finger into her vagina. She cried out, her inner muscles clinching around that finger even as her anus tightened around the one inside it. Still, neither man stopped nor withdrew. Instead, they plunged deeper and deeper, slowly at first, then faster and faster until she was nearly screaming from the painful pleasure. In seconds she found herself teetering on the edge of an orgasmic cliff and, when Phymos raked his thumb over her clit and massaged, she fell.
The orgasm rocked her, ruled her, consumed her until she could do nothing, but tremble and gasp in their hands. A black haze formed around her vision, her knees shook and she feared she might pass out.
“Take it easy,” Phymos instructed. “Lean against Euryon while I undress.”
She collapsed more than leaned into Euryon’s arms. Her breath erratic, her mind whirling, her lower body drenched with her own juices, she didn’t think she could take anymore, but couldn’t find her voice to say so.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” Euryon whispered in her ear. “Tell me you liked it.”
Her throat so dry she feared it might crack if she attempted to speak she simply nodded. She expected to blush, to be embarrassed to admit such a thing, but she wasn’t.
“When you and Phymos are wed, we can do this again. Anytime you wish.”
When they were wed, Dira thought as the fog in her brain slowly started to clear. She had to tell Phymos the truth. She couldn’t wed a man when he believed her something she was not. No matter how much she loved him, she could not trap him in such a way. “Take off the necklace for me, Euryon. I want him to know the truth.”
“Not yet. If you do it now you may lose him. Wait until after. Wait until we’ve had you, he’s had you, then you can tell him.”
“Tell me what?” Phymos asked as he returned to them.
Dira looked at him and allowed her gaze to slide down his naked body. So handsome, she thought, so gloriously beautiful. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted and I can have him now, forever. If only I keep this secret. She raised a hand to his face and caressed his cheek with the backs of her fingers. “That I love you,” she whispered and her voice hitched on the words. “That I have loved you forever and want to give myself, my life, to you.”
He smiled. The dimple she found so breathtaking etched itself in his cheek. He pulled her to him, enveloped her in his arms and kissed her. “I fell in love with you the moment I saw you.”
“And I with you.”
“Does that mean you will be my wife?”
“Yes,” she whispered and guilt tangled with happiness around her heart.
“Come with me,” he said as he lay back on the bed and took her down with him.
She straddled him. The tip of his cock brushed her pussy, but he did not enter her.
“Do you still wish to have us both inside you?” Phymos asked. “Or would you prefer only me?”
Dira looked back over her shoulder at Euryon. He stood naked now behind her, his cock fully erect and waiting. She doubted what they did so far paid her debt to him and realized that even if it had, she still wanted to be had by both men. “Do you care that he is with us our first time?” she asked as she returned her gaze to Phymos.
“No. He is my brother, my twin and, as such, we often share in pleasures. I can show you much alone, but together we can give you a world of pleasure.”
“Then he stays.”
As if that were all the answer he needed, Phymos gripped her hips and pulled down until he plunged his dick inside her awaiting pussy. Though she was still wet from her release, his wide cock spread her, pushed against the walls of her opening and filled her fit to bursting.
Dira caught his hands in hers, pushed them to the mattress on either side of his head and held them there. “Let me,” she said and began to ride. She bounced on his cock, driving him impossibly deep inside her. He grunted, groaned, but it was the quiet, “Oh yes,” that told her he really enjoyed what she did to him.
“Dira, please,” he panted, begged. “Slow down. I don’t want to cum yet. Euryon…”
At the sound of the name, Dira stopped. For a moment she forgot the other man. She remembered him now though and felt his hands glide over her ass on their way to grip her thighs.
“Stay leaning over Phymos,” Euryon instructed. “It will be easier that way. Don’t move, okay?”
Dira’s pulse raced and she fought for control of her breathing, of her muscles. She forced herself to relax, to take even breaths as the tip of Euryon’s cock grazed over her anus. It wasn’t fear that shook her insides this tim
e, but anticipation. She already felt a small dose of what this would be like—small because she knew Euryon’s dick was far larger than his finger. Could she take him? Would he fit in that tiny hole in her ass? Could her body accommodate two dicks, one in her anus and the other in her pussy? She would soon find out.
“Hold her,” Euryon said and Phymos pried his hands from her grasp, then moved to grip her hips as Euryon’s hands cupped her ass and spread her cheeks. With Phymos’s cock still inside her vagina as far as it could go, Euryon pushed his dick into her anus.
Nothing, Dira thought in her last remaining second of sanity. His finger felt nothing like this, did nothing to prepare her for this. She felt her insides stretch, felt something deep inside tear just a little and the pain skirted on a thin line with the pleasure that bolted through her. The pain ebbed quickly enough and every slide, every thrust, turned to an exotic sensation so strong it destroyed any thought, any sense she had left.
“Better now?” Phymos asked softly.
She gazed down at him, her vision blurred and unfocused. “Better now,” she repeated. “So much better now.”
Phymos smiled and, obviously satisfied, began to move. Euryon’s thrust into her anus pushed her body up and forward just enough for Phymos to pull her hips down, sink his own cock further into her pussy. As before when they fingered her, the men took control again. Euryon seemed to set the pace with his thrusts, rocking her body onto Phymos’s cock in a rhythm that was both measured and fast. Bodies slapped together, sweat beaded on skin and breaths came on pants and moans of pleasure.
Dira wanted to hold out, wanted this moment to last, but the feeling of both men, both stiff and gloriously large cocks inside her body ignited fires in her that demanded to be extinguished. She didn’t want to go alone this time, wanted them to fall with her. “Phymos, Euryon, go with me. Cum inside me.” She nearly screamed the words as both men pounded inside her.
“I’m with you,” Phymos said, his hands tightening on her hips, nails digging into flesh.
“As…am…I.” Euryon said each word on a vicious thrust.
She let go. The orgasm spilled out of her like a dangerous waterfall. Her body convulsed, jerked, went limp on top of Phymos as he and Euryon grunted with their own releases at nearly the same time. Sore, sated and feeling completely used and out-of-this-world, she lay unable to move as the men shot their seeds into her anus and her vagina, then remained inside her as they too attempted to regain control of their bodies.
Phymos found his voice first and said the words Dira so needed to hear. “I love you.” His hand glided up and down her arms, but he made no attempt to move any other part of himself.
“And I love you.” Still dizzy from the sex, drowsy from the orgasm, Dira covered Phymos like a human blanket with no intention of moving. She wanted to stay this way forever. Could, she reminded herself and for the briefest of heartbeats thought not to tell Phymos the truth. But she would of course. No way could she live a lie for the rest of her life. Not even if it meant no risk of losing him.
Even as she thought it, began to consider when she would tell Phymos the truth, she felt hands slink under her hair to fumble with the clasp of her necklace. She lifted her head on a gasp of surprise even as Euryon unfastened the necklace and removed it from her neck. She shot him a look of horror over her shoulder and the look of comfort on his face only succeeded in making her temper boil. She felt it as the spell broke, as the power of the necklace left her. It seemed to swirl in the air of the room for a moment, then with an odd little pop, the world fell, still and normal once more.
Heart hammering in her chest, Dira slowly turned her head and looked down at Phymos. She saw astonishment in his eyes first, but that was quickly replaced with disbelief, followed by pain and finally fury. As she watched him, his eyes seemed to go red with it, his skin felt as though it heated beneath her fingers.
When he spoke his voice was low, but no less deadly sounding. “Get off me.”
“Phymos, wait. I can…”
* * * *
“I said get off me.” Teeth gritted now, Phymos lifted her and set her aside as though she were a pesky concubine. But she was more, he thought as he sat up straight on the bed, then stood. She was the woman he loved. The mortal woman he loved.
“Phymos, please…” Dira continued to plead with him, beg him to stop, to listen.
He did stop. When his gaze landed on Euryon, he felt the anger boil just below the surface of his flesh. “You did this. Tricked by my own brother, my twin.”
“You wouldn’t have looked at her otherwise,” Euryon said simply, his tone almost conversational.
“She’s mortal!” Phymos all but screamed the words. “We are not to wed a mortal for the consequences will be grave. It is our law.”
“A law that many overlook.”
“Not I and you know it.”
“The others have not faced grave consequences,” Euryon reminded him.
“Not yet but the day will come. I will not wed her and you had no right to team up with her, to trick me.”
“Then you will live forever without love,” he said sadly.
“Better to live without love than to wed a mortal,” Phymos spat and stalked out of his own bedchamber.
* * * *
“He didn’t mean that,” Euryon said and sat down on the bed beside Dira. “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect him to react so violently to the truth.”
“Didn’t you,” Dira lashed out. “You knew he would be angry.”
“I did,” he admitted with a small nod. “But I also knew that once his heart was yours, once he realized it, he could do nothing more than accept.”
“You’re saying his heart isn’t mine?” she asked and felt her own heart break just a little bit more.
“No. I am saying that he doesn’t yet realize how deeply, how completely he has given you his heart.”
Dira swiped at a tear that slid down her cheek. “Why did you do it? What made you betray his trust, trick him as you did?” She knew her own reasons for wearing the necklace, because she loved Phymos so deeply, but failed to ask Euryon’s motives until now.
“He doesn’t understand the beauty, the fulfillment he can find in loving a mortal. I wanted him to see you. It was shown to me by the Gods that you are the woman for him, but he would not have seen it, seen you at all if he’d known from the start that you are mortal.” Euryon sighed, looked at a point across the room. “There is more to the necklace than I told you.”
Dira’s blood turned to ice in her veins. “It made him love me. It controlled his heart, his feelings.”
“No. His feelings are true. I promise you this.” He looked at her again and she saw the truth of his words in his eyes. “But the necklace, the spell, it can make you eternally immortal. You must only wish it so while wearing the necklace and it will be.”
* * * *
Dira hoped Phymos would come to her, but in the days that passed, she realized he would not. When her patience ran thin, she squared her shoulders, prepared herself for a confrontation with an angry king and set to look for him. She searched nearly the entire island of Atlantis before she found him in the one place she thought she should have looked first. He stood on the shore where he first proposed they wed, his gaze focused on the sea. The days had been hard on him, lines etched his features that had not been there before and anger still simmered in his eyes.
Though she practiced what she wanted to say to him, all words left her in the face of such anger. Nerves rocked her and her first thought was to run away, to give up, but she didn’t, couldn’t so easily give up the man she loved her whole life. There was tenderness in him. She knew that, had seen it, felt it. Beneath all the anger, all the hurt, there was tenderness and love. She had only to bring it to the surface once more.
“You aren’t wearing the necklace,” Phymos said with only a quick glance at her bare neck before his gaze returned to the sea.
“No.” But it was in the pocket of her d
ress. She would put it on, make the wish, give up her mortality for him.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he admitted in a barely audible whisper.
“I didn’t mean to deceive you.”
“Liar.”
Dira nodded and gulped. “You’re right. I did mean to, but not forever. I wanted to tell you, intended to.”
“For some reason, I believe that.” He looked at her, then turned so that he faced her completely. “Euryon told me of the spell, the wish.”
“I will do it,” Dira said quickly. “For you, to have you Phymos, I will do anything.”
He reached for her, pulled her into his arms. “You already have me.”
Hope swelled in her heart. “Do I?”
“The Gods will eventually doom us who break the laws to a fate we do not yet know,” he said and the certainty he felt of this rang in his words. “But a fate without you is only another type of doom for me. Throw the necklace away, Dira. Your mortality is as precious for you as my immortality is for me.”
Dira pulled the necklace from the pocket of her dress, hesitated only a moment before she threw it as hard and as far as she could into the ocean. “We will face the wrath of the Gods together.”
Phymos nodded. “Whatever comes, we will face it together,” he agreed and captured her mouth in a kiss.
Vanished
Gabriella Bradley
It was as if the sea had suddenly developed fingers, no… tentacles. Long strips of foamy water crawled slowly toward Janna. Mesmerized, she gazed at the strange phenomenon. During all her time on the beach, she’d never seen anything like it. Her vacation was almost at an end and all she wanted to do was spend the last few days lazing near the water, listening to the whispering, balmy breeze and the murmur of the waves.
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