“Now, my sweet, darling chara, you shall pleasure my dick with your mouth.”
“I shall not.” Gods above, I want to. I want to lick it, nibble it, and suck on it until he moans for release.
His hand closed over the length while his other cupped the back of her head. Guiding his cock to her lips, he whispered, “You know you want to taste me, Astra. Even my scent calls to you, turns you on. I can feel you tremble at my touch. Suck on me.”
There was a slight pressure against her lips, and with a soft sigh, she gave in to her wants. He was right. She wanted to suck him and pleasure him. Though he was putting his pleasure first, she had willingly agreed to this sex play. Opening her mouth, she felt the head of his cock slide past her lips.
Flicking her tongue across it, she loved how it jumped at her playful touch. Softly, she brushed her tongue around the edge of the bulb, enjoying the taste and sensation. His appreciative moan made her happy, and she eased her mouth forward, taking in more of his length.
“Gods above, woman, your mouth is divine,” Noah moaned as his hands slid through her hair.
She leaned into him and took him further in her mouth. The taste was male, musky, and delicious. Never before had she gone down on a man, but she had always wanted to. With her hands restrained, she trusted he wouldn’t push himself too far and gag her. His lust for her shimmied across her body and ignited her further. Letting go of her inhibitions, she pulled back, then quickly moved forward, taking as much of him as she dared into her mouth, cupping her lips tightly around his thick cock.
“Slow down, love. Slow down, or you’ll make me come too soon.” Noah panted as he tried to slow down Astra’s hunger. “Patience, my sweet.”
She hummed as her mouth enveloped his full length, loving how he jerked in response. Suddenly, his cock was out of her mouth. Whimpering, she looked up at him. “Was I doing it wrong, Noah-kas?”
“No, my darling. You were just wonderful, but I’m not going to come in your mouth. Not this time.” He untied her hands and, holding on to the cords, led her up onto the bed.
She followed him, and when he moved her so she was in the center of her large bed, she tugged at the bonds as he retied first one hand, then the other. A moment of panic filled her. “I want out.”
“No, my lady, you don’t. You may not admit it, but you want this as much as I want to do this to you.”
“Do what to me?” Her voice softened, and she felt her eyes widen in worry.
“Make you scream as you climax multiple times and beg me to fuck you until you can’t think of your name,” he whispered as his hand slid down her naked body to one ankle, fastening it to one post with another cord that his brother handed him. Then he tied the other, making sure that escape wasn’t an option for her.
Astra knew she should scream for help or tell Noah she couldn’t do this. Only, she really did want this. Though she was stretched out completely and at his mercy, there was a part of her that craved this moment with him. No empath was allowed this kind of experience. It was simply lie down, open legs, drone comes in and lies between the legs, rubs a bit as he shoves his cock in, and then it’s done and over with. But this -- this wasn’t like anything that she had ever been allowed to do before. Anticipation filled her, as well as the realization that she wanted this more than anything before in her life.
“This won’t hurt my abilities?” she asked breathlessly, her mind grasping at one final straw of sanity.
“No. My brother, because of how his skills work, can draw off the excess emotion, love,” Noah answered as he slid onto the bed. “But I might let you wallow with the emotions for quite a while before I have him take the overload from you. I have a feeling that when you hit that point, nothing will stop you from enjoying the feeling.”
She flashed him an encouraging smile. They had obviously done this before and wouldn’t hurt her, or let her career be hurt. Thank the gods above! She tugged at her restraints, noting that they didn’t hurt, just kept her from moving her arms and legs. Then she noticed that Noah was crawling toward her -- stalking her, really. Her body clenched in anticipation. What would he do to her? Would this be anything like what they’d shared on the astral plane?
“Anticipation builds up within you,” he whispered across her belly, his fingers drawing designs over the softly rounded flesh. “I can feel you tremble at my touch.”
“Why are you teasing me?”
“Oh, this is nothing, Astra-chara, compared to what I plan to do.” His grin was wild, feral, and sent spiraling heat into her pussy.
“Oh.” There wasn’t anything else to say, but her imagination worked overtime.
His fingers slid down her bare mons and gently caressed her outer lips. Her hips bucked, wanting him to touch her more. “Are you giving in, Astra? Will you submit to me?”
Hesitating, she wondered if giving in would give her what she wanted. Then she realized that the sex play would help heighten the intensity and the results of their joining. “No. I won’t submit!”
“We’ll see, princess. We’ll see.” Noah chuckled as he bent closer and parted her lips. Then puffs of air hit her clit, making her even wetter for him. It would have been embarrassing if it weren’t for the fact that she couldn’t stop wiggling, couldn’t stop moving. She wanted more, dammit, and he wasn’t playing fair!
“No, dear, I don’t play fair. But you’re also not submitting.” Noah continued to blow against her clit while his fingers stroked her from top to bottom. He looked up from between her thighs and smiled at her. “You seem to like this. You’re wet for me.”
Astra said nothing. She couldn’t lie. It was true. But she wanted those fingers in her deeply. Then her wish came true as one of his fingers slid deep into her cunt, easing some of the ache. It whirled around in her, caressing her muscles and teasing that one aching spot without soothing it. Arching her hips, she wanted to force him to do more.
She screamed as his mouth captured her clit, pulling on it tightly. Shudders ran up and down her body as she exploded in a hard climax. But Noah kept sucking, nibbling, not letting her catch her breath as he continued to tease her hardened clitoris. Another finger joined the first deep in her pussy in a quick in-out rhythm. She thrust her hips to match the rhythm his fingers set, but his mouth hummed, breaking her into another climax.
Gasping for air, she tried to speak, but could only moan as Noah’s teeth rasped her clit, tugging it again, forcing another climax to shake her body while it yearned to be filled completely, not partially with his fingers. “Noah!”
He paused and looked at her, his face gleaming with her juices. “Yes, Astra-chara?”
“Please. Your cock. I need --” She moaned as his thumb caressed her clit while a drenched finger slid easily into her anus. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Do you submit?”
“I ... I don’t know. How can I submit when I can’t think?”
A moan distracted her, and she saw Timeon stroking himself. She noticed a small drip of pre-cum on the tip, which he then stroked down with his thumb. “Iji’s cock, Astra, you look beautiful spread like that,” he moaned.
“Timeon, so hot, so damn hot you are,” she whimpered as Noah lightly bit the inside of her left thigh. “Oh, gods, Noah, fuck me!”
“Submit,” he insisted, slowly licking up her mons, thrusting his fingers deep within her cunt and ass. “Submit, and I’ll fuck you like you want, Astra.”
“Tell me how!” Astra moaned as his teeth clamped onto one tightly budded nipple. “Noah!”
“Submit, Astra,” Timeon groaned, walking toward her. “Submit. I want to hear you scream when my brother fucks you.”
Astra fought the words until Timeon’s mouth took her other nipple tightly. Questing fingers caressed her cunt, sliding in and out. As her next orgasm rocked her, she heard herself scream, “I submit!”
Did she groan, or was it them? She wasn’t sure, but then she felt herself being turned slightly as a warm male body slid under her a b
it and Noah kissed her lips.
“Your submission means so much,” Noah growled as his cock nudged her soaking entrance. With a quick thrust, he sent her back over the edge.
“Noah!” She arched into him, trying to get more, but a pair of hands pulled her hips down, sliding Timeon’s cock into her ass. “Gods, yes!”
The three of them moved in time, just as they had empathically. Each time Noah pulled almost completely out of her, Timeon thrust his cock deep into her ass. Then the rhythm reversed, Noah driving in deep and Timeon slowly withdrawing. Astra gasped as she tried grabbing them both, kissing Timeon deeply as she turned her head.
Repeatedly, they entered her and exited, the rhythm increasing until Astra couldn’t handle it anymore. Her body pulsed with passion and desire. The love she had for these two men exploded from her as she cried their names. Noah followed her, his whisper of her name a caress on her soul as his dick sent his semen deep within her squeezing cunt.
“Astra, mij vrostra, my wife love!” Timeon moaned into her ear as his cock spurted deeply into her channel.
Moments passed as the three of them communed empathically, their minds merging, sharing feelings, thoughts, and sensations before slowly coming back into themselves. Their breaths were all in harmony, before each of them splintered off into their individual patterns, gasping greedily for air. Noah kissed the corner of her mouth as he rolled onto his side, undoing one of her bonds as Timeon released the other hand.
Before she could move, she was out of the restraints and cemented firmly between two hard male bodies. Astra smiled happily at Noah before turning to give Timeon a grin as well. “I love you both,” she whispered softly as sleep captured her.
“We love you, too,” both men replied as they surrendered to the goddess of sleep.
Chapter Six
Astra woke to snoring. It was a slightly baritone noise, just off-key enough to jar her out of a sound sleep. Trying to roll to her left, she found herself face-to-face with Timeon’s sleeping body, his hand still cupping her breast. Softly she kissed him, then slid his hand from around her breast. Carefully, she moved Noah’s hand off her hip and made her way to the end of the bed.
Looking at the sleeping men, Astra wondered at her luck, having two men who loved her and cherished her above anything else. Her heart felt complete, knowing that they chose her and that she reciprocated the feelings. Seeing that they still slept, she grabbed her robe, wrapped it around herself, and headed downstairs. She could get food and then return to wake both men up.
Descending the stairs, she heard voices in the kitchen. Checking the clock, she realized that it was way too early for even Verona to be around. Sliding her hand against the wall, she stealthily made her way closer. Seeing Flit, she shook her head and put one finger to her lips. Flit said nothing, but hovered to one side, out of sight. Whatever he wanted to tell her had to wait.
“Don’t you understand? She and the twins are perfect for each other,” a familiar voice stated. Verona? What is she doing here this early?
“Because you created that need artificially! Verona, don’t you think this should be their choice? All three of them?” The woman’s voice was a bit high, but cultured.
“The need is not artificial. They are allowed choice. But they were created in order to be perfect for each other if they found themselves attracted.”
“What do you mean?” the cultured woman asked. Yeah, what do you mean, Aunt Verona?
“Free will. They always had free will.”
Is that true? Or are we somehow being manipulated to love each other?
“Including my sons? Did they choose Astra of their own free will, or because of manipulation to provide the next step for the destiny of both our Houses?” The woman’s voice seemed harder, but hopeful as well. What the fuck is going on? Is that their mother?
“Timeon and Noah were genetically engineered to have certain proclivities, like wanting a high-level empath. It augments them and completes their own talents. Astra feels secure with them because of her own needs. Most are her own; a couple are genetic in nature, to ensure that if they met, there would be awareness and attraction.”
“But this need for each other -- is it their own? I must know this, Valinora!”
“Keep your voice down, Kaledonia. Your sons sleep with my part-daughter. And yes, this is their own choosing .There was always a chance of them not wanting or falling for each other. Yes, they would’ve been close friends, but not lovers. That choice was theirs, and theirs alone. The genetics we all agreed to would only help them to their fullest,” Verona explained. “The manipulation would give them the greatest use of their potential and skills, taking advantage of their mutations and allowing them to ascend to higher political levels to institute changes that I can’t. Remember, I’m the token empath in the Trifecta. I can have some say, but always are the other two wary of mental-emotional manipulation!”
The woman sighed as Astra resisted the urge to storm in and demand answers. Dammit, I need more information. What if we’re just programmed to want each other? Granted, Verona said we have free choice, but how free is free? Come on, I need more info! What is this destiny you all plotted for me, Noah, and Timeon?
“I know, Valinora. Hell, most of us class-tens and above have to hide the extent of our power. Now you tell me that Astra is untrained in her ability to broadcast because that ass Giles decided to make her believe she was only a receiver?”
“She trained herself, but yes, she’s unaware. I don’t doubt her level is at least a class-ten. I know her receiving is above that, but the machines are set to do only to ten, at least the ones where she gets tested regularly. Just as Noah and Timeon are above that in broadcast and receiving. The issue is the secondary abilities. Those she needs to be trained in, and only your sons can do that.”
I need them? It’s not my choice? Can’t think. I must go! Astra’s thoughts raced as she quietly left moved away. Pulling her robe tighter together, she tried to think of where she could go. Leaving here had to be immediate. Flit followed her as she made her way toward the front door.
Astra? What’s wrong, sweetie? Timeon’s voice was sleepy.
Nothing, Timeon. I got thirsty and am getting a drink. I tripped on a rug. You want anything?
Sure. Bring something for Noah when he wakes up. Hurry up; the bed is cold without you.
I’ll be up in a minute.
She hated to lie, but what other choice was there? Astra signed to Flit exactly what she wanted and needed. It blinked a flashing code at herm and she resigned two items. Then she added, Do this, Flit. It’s a command. The little robot floated away, but she knew it was upset and disappointed.
There was no choice. She had to know if she’d chosen them for them, or if, because of their genetic compatibility, they were made to love each other. She opened the front door, walked out, and silently closed it behind her. As she did so, her vehicle, in whisper mode, floated out to the front of the house. Thanks, Flit. I wish I could take you with me, but you’d wax poetic about Verona and the guys. I don’t need that right now.
She climbed into her car and shut the door. As she sat back, she rattled off three destinations. First things first: the main house. She still had clothes there, and taking those for this trip seemed the easiest route, since the other alternative meant facing the men. The car smoothly took off and went through the gateway without a hitch. But there was one hitch, and she felt it keenly. Already she craved and missed Noah and Timeon. They would be furious when they awoke and found her gone. Tabbing a contact to Flit, she sent him instructions on how to handle both men and her aunt. Once that was done, she exhaled as she tried to let go of the emotions that threatened to consume her.
* * * * *
Timeon’s eyes fluttered open as he reached for Astra. She still wasn’t back. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to focus on the doorway. Something flitted about, back and forth. Pushing himself up to a sitting position, he poked his brother. “Noah, wake up. Something’s wr
ong.”
“Go away. Tired. Sleeping. You die.”
“Noah, wake up! Astra didn’t come back up to bed.”
His brother’s eyes opened suddenly, and he looked around. “What do you mean, she didn’t come back up? What’s going on?”
“The last thing I remember before I fell back asleep was a sense that Astra was upset or startled. When I contacted her mentally, she said she was in the kitchen getting a drink, so I fell asleep before she got back. But now, I don’t think she is. Take a look at who’s pacing in the doorway.”
Noah’s eyes slid to the door where Flit zipped back and forth. “Flit, where’s Astra?”
“Thank gods you and Master Timeon awoke, Sir Noah. I’ve got news; I’m upset. She left me behind!”
“What? Start over, Flit.”
“I have a message for you and Master Timeon,” Flit intoned formally. Then, after a series of beeps, Astra’s voice came through.
“I’m sorry, Noah and Timeon. I have to go away for a few days. When I went to get a drink, I overheard Verona and your mother talking about us and that our attraction might not be natural, but genetically built. Because of this, I need time away. My father will be buried in three days. I will see neither of you, nor my aunt, during that time. Don’t look for me. Flit has no clue, and we know that an empath can blend in.” Her voice wobbled with emotions that both men picked up on. “Don’t think you can trace money chits, either. When I was younger, I had aspirations of being a spy, so I created false identities and pocketed money away for them. Finding Mistress Astra of House Crysomark will be impossible. I -- I want to tell you that I love you, but right now, I don’t know if it’s love from my heart and soul, or love created in a laboratory. Hopefully time away will help me to figure out which it is. End transmission.”
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