Severed

by Evangeline Anderson

  “I remember…” I bit my lip, trying to roll back the fog. “I think I remember you, uh, being inside me.” I looked shyly at Lucian. “Only I don’t see how that’s possible. You’re so big—both of you.”

  “You don’t remember but Dracian males produce a special kind of precum which allows our females to stretch to accommodate us,” Lucian told me. He nodded down at his own shaft, still gripped loosely in my fist. “I am beginning to make some now—my body is responding to yours as is Drace’s.”

  “Really?” My eyes widened as I looked down at the pearly, opalescent droplets welling at the tips of their broad heads. “You could…I mean just, uh, rubbing against me you could help me, um, open up.”

  “That is what we have done in the past,” Lucian assured me.

  “You did? And you were…able to fit inside that way?”

  “Not just one of us,” Drace assured me. “Both. At the same time.”

  I had no memory of this, though his words did seem to stir something inside me.

  I bit my lip. “You mean…one in the front and…and one in the back?”

  “Actually, neither of us has claimed your sweet ass yet, ma 'frela,” Lucian murmured. “What Drace means is that both of us were able to put our shafts inside your pussy at once. That is how we bonded you to us in the first place.” He looked sad. “Before the bond was severed, anyway.”

  The longing I heard in his voice and saw in Drace’s eyes made me wish with all my heart I could remember what they were talking about. But I just didn’t know about having two of them inside me at once. I still wasn’t sure about taking just one of those big shafts inside me. But if it was the only way to remember…

  “All right,” I said, making up my mind. “You can…can show me what you mean. About the, uh, precum helping me to open up, I mean.”

  “Which of us should it be?” Drace asked, frowning.

  “I think it should be you, bond-mate,” Lucian said softly. “You are thicker than I am—if you can slide your shaft deep into our lady’s pussy with no difficulty it will prove to her beyond question that it is possible for her to accommodate us.”

  “You sure?” Drace rumbled. “You didn’t even get a chance to lick her pussy yet.”

  “But I will,” Lucian promised. “When you are inside her.”

  Drace’s eyes widened. “You’ll play the Beta?”

  “With pleasure.” Lucian nodded and raised an eyebrow. “Unless you do not wish me to?”

  “No—of course, I don’t mind.” Drace looked at me. “How do you want to do this, baby?”

  “I think it would be easier if you lay on your back.” I pushed at his broad chest, feeling both hot and nervous at the same time. “Lay back and let me, uh, ride you.”

  “With pleasure.” Drace’s voice was a low, lustful growl as he lay back in the center of my bed.

  I positioned myself over him, straddling his lean hips. His thick cock jutted up from between his muscular thighs and I bit my lip. Had I really taken all that inside me? And could I do it now?

  “Gently, ma 'frela.”

  To my surprise, Lucian was suddenly on my right side, murmuring in my ear. He rubbed one big hand over my back and with the other, he grasped Drace’s thick shaft.

  I expected the other man to protest but instead, he held still, his eyes half-lidded with lust as Lucian used the head of Drace’s cock to part my pussy lips and rub all over my slick folds.

  “Allow the precum to work on you, ma 'frela,” he murmured as he slid the other man’s shaft against my open pussy. “Especially your sweet little clit—the more pleasure you have, the easier it is for you to open.”

  I moaned softly as I watched him insert the head of Drace’s cock into the entrance of my pussy. God, it felt so good and it was working. I kept catching flashes of the three of us doing these kinds of things before. I felt like I was close, very close to breaking through the gray fog and regaining my memories of them completely. And I wanted that—God, how I wanted it!

  “Now, lean back,” Lucian murmured. “Keep the head of Drace’s cock inside you but sit back a little and spread your legs. I need to lick your sweet pussy to help him slide inside you.

  I did as he said, fisting my hands in the covers on either side of me as Lucian bent between me and Drace. I felt his tongue, hot and ticklish, sliding over my swollen clit and the place where Drace and I were just barely joined. Another little piece of memory slipped into place just as Drace slipped another inch of his thickness into me.

  We did this—one of them entering me while the other one licked me. I remember—I remember now!

  As Drace’s shaft leaked the special precum inside me and Lucian’s tongue continued to work its magic, I felt myself opening to both of them. Suddenly the impossibly thick shaft slid into me all the way.

  I gasped as I felt Drace bottom out inside me. God, he was in me—all the way in—and it didn’t hurt a bit, just like they had promised. There was a stretching sensation, but it was a good feeling, being so open and exposed and vulnerable.

  “God,” I whispered, working my hips to feel the thick shaft move inside me. “This is…amazing. And…and I think it’s helping me remember.”

  It was certainly helping with my pain. My headache was completely gone by this time, although I had a feeling it might come back if we stopped. That was all right though—I didn’t want to stop.

  “That’s good, Rylee…so good.” Lucian had stopped licking me and moved around behind me so he could whisper encouragement in my ear. “Just open your pussy, to Drace,” he purred softly. “Let yourself be open enough so he can fuck you.”

  “What…what about you?” I whispered breathlessly. I could feel his broad chest pressing against my back and the brush of his hot, hard shaft against my ass. “Do…do you want to be in me too?”

  I couldn’t believe I was asking him this—practically inviting him. But it seemed wrong, somehow, to have one without the other.

  I need both of them, a little voice whispered in my head. Both of them inside me at once.

  “I would love nothing more than to enter you at the same time Drace is inside you,” Lucian murmured. “But not in your pussy…we cannot re-bond, as much as we might want to. I would, however, very much like to use your sweet little ass.”

  “My…my ass?” I whispered, feeling uncertain all over again. I’ve never been much into that kind of thing and the idea of having one thick shaft filling my pussy and another filling my ass at the same time made me feel nervous. Nervous but also hot and excited.

  “I’ll be gentle.” Lucian was already rubbing my tightly puckered rosebud with the head of his broad shaft. “My precum will help your ass open, just as Drace’s helped your pussy open.”

  “Well…”

  I tried to think past the lust that was clouding my brain. Should I do this? Should I let them go this far? It seemed wrong but…what if it was the only way to finally remember them…to remember the love they said we’d shared between the three of us. I wanted that, wanted it desperately even if it couldn’t be like it had been before.

  “All right,” I said at last. “But gently. And slowly.”

  “I’ll be so gentle you’ll barely feel me,” Lucian murmured.

  I doubted that but leaned over obediently, my pussy still impaled on Drace’s thick cock, to give Lucian better access to my rosebud.

  “God, your pussy is so tight, baby,” Drace growled as my breasts brushed over his face. “Can’t imagine how much tighter it’s going to feel once Lucian has his shaft buried in your tight little ass.”

  I couldn’t imagine either but then, I didn’t have to. Already Lucian was breaching the back entrance to my body, pressing the broad, plum-shaped head of his cock inside me and inching slowly inward.

  “Ahhh!” I moaned as he filled me. God, it felt good but it was a tight fit.

  “Gently, ma 'frela,” Lucian murmured, cupping my breasts from behind so he could roll my nipples, sending sparks of pleasu
re through my whole body. “Drace, tease her pussy,” he ordered, looking over my shoulder at the other man beneath me. “Stroke her ripe little clit and give her pleasure so that she can open more easily.”

  “Gladly.” With a low growl of lust, Drace slid one big hand between my thighs and began to explore me. His blunt fingertips found my swollen clit quickly and he began a maddening, slow circling of the sensitive little bud, making me cry and grind my hips against him even as Lucian slid deeper into my rosebud.

  At last I felt Lucian’s hips flush against the rounded curves of my ass and knew he was all the way inside me—filling me up just as Drace was doing in front.

  All three of us moaned with the incredible sensation. I couldn’t believe what I was doing—kneeling naked on my bed with my legs spread, sandwiched between two huge, muscular alien males, both my ass and my pussy filled with their thick shafts. And yet, it felt right somehow—as though this was meant to be between us.

  I was close, so close to remembering them completely. I only needed a little more to banish the thick, gray fog forever and bring me back to my guys. Up until now, they’d both been holding still inside me, waiting for my word. But now I needed more.

  “Lucian…Drace?” I murmured. “I…I need more. I think…I think I need both of you to move. To…to fuck me.”

  “Gods, baby,” Drace groaned. “Thought you’d never ask!”

  “It will be our pleasure, ma 'frela,” Lucian murmured. And to Drace he said, “Slowly and gently, bond-mate. Our lovely little female is a lady and we must treat her as such.”

  “Of course, bond-mate.” Drace nodded. I wondered if the two of them realized they were calling each other “bond-mate” when their bond was supposedly severed. But before I could say anything about it, they started to move.

  I don’t know how long it lasted—the deep thrust of both shafts inside me at once. They were moving in unison—in perfect harmony, that much I remember—both of them pulling out and thrusting back in at the exact same moment. And all the while they were filling me, Lucian’s hands were on my breasts, touching and teasing my nipples while Drace’s thick fingers continued to stroke between my legs.

  It seemed like forever…it seemed like no time at all when I felt my pleasure beginning to peak, felt my body begin to clench around their hard, deep shafts thrusting into me so deeply.

  “Ahhh!” I gasped, throwing back my head to rest it on Lucian’s broad shoulder. “Oh God! I…I’m coming! You’re making me come so hard!”

  “Come for us then, baby,” Drace growled, his fingers still sliding over my aching clit. “Come all over our cocks while we fill you up—fill you with our seed.”

  “Yes!” I moaned breathlessly. This was what I needed, I suddenly realized. Feeling them both in me at once, coming in me at once—this was what would lift the veil and blow the fog away forever.

  I felt Drace’s thick shaft swell even thicker inside me and then he was spurting, even as Lucian’s cock began to throb in my ass. I gasped as my own orgasm continued to grow, breaking over me like a warm, all-encompassing wave. And then I was floating, flying free at last as both my men claimed me all over again.

  The intense, exquisite pleasure blew away the last of the fog and banished my pain completely as well. I suddenly knew the men who were loving me so intimately—knew them completely. And more than that, I could actually feel them too. Not just inside my body, although that was certainly unmistakable, but also inside somehow. I could feel their emotions—their regret that our bond had ever been broken, the love they still had for each other and for me, and their desperate wish that we could be restored to our former relationship.

  “Love you”, I thought at them as hard as I could. “I love you forever, Drace…Lucian. I heart-pledge myself to both of you from now until forever.”

  “We love you too, ma 'frela,” Lucian’s deep, smooth voice filled my head.

  “Love you forever,” Drace’s rough voice added. And then I saw his eyes widen and he gasped out loud, “The bond!”

  “It’s back.” Lucian’s voice was full of wonderment and disbelief. “But how? We weren’t even performing bonding sex.”

  “Maybe we didn’t have to. Rylee is a Binder,” Drace pointed out. “And maybe since she still had a little piece of our bond it allowed her to grow it back.”

  “I don’t care how it happened,” I said, and suddenly tears of joy were pouring out of my eyes. “I’m just glad we’re back together. Oh guys, I missed you both so much!”

  “We missed you too, baby,” Drace growled.

  They both slipped out of me and the three of us lay on our backs in the bed with me between them, cuddling and loving each other, reveling in the feel of being together again.

  “I love you,” I told them, out loud this time. “Love both of you so much. Let’s never be apart again.”

  “Agreed,” Lucian said firmly. “I am going to renounce my clan and my family so that we can find a place to live together.”

  “I will too,” Drace said. “And I think we should move off-planet. Denaris is never going to be a good place for us.”

  “I agree.” Lucian frowned. “It’s a shame we wouldn’t fit in on Earth. But since it’s a closed planet, none of them even know there is extraterrestrial life outside their little world, I don’t think it would work.”

  “No, Earth is definitely out, although I do want to introduce the two of you to my Aunt Celia before we go. But…” I snuggled between them. “We might already have a place. My friend Leah said that her friend Charlotte is the new Empress and she has a place for me in her court—whatever that means. I’m sure there would be room for you guys too. We could at least go check it out.”

  “Go live on Femme One?” Lucian sounded thoughtful. “Well, why not? The Majorans are en eminently civilized people.”

  “If the three of us are accepted there for what we are, I’m for it,” Drace growled. “Let’s give it a shot.”

  “All right then.” Lucian kissed me on the forehead. “It’s settled—we’ll take the Empress up on her offer and take positions in her court. But first we must return the Key of Tanterine to Lord Mandrex—we cannot fail to fulfill our promise to him.”

  “Sounds good to me.” I yawned and cuddled against them, my face pressed to Lucian’s broad chest and my ass rubbing against Drace’s muscular hips. “But first I want to take a little nap—taking on the two of you at once is enough to wear a girl out!”

  “Rest, ma 'frela,” Lucian murmured. “And know that we will guard your dreams.”

  “Love you,” I whispered sleepily. “Love both of you, so much.”

  “We love you too, baby,” Drace growled softly. Lucian said something too, but I didn’t catch it.

  I had already drifted off, safe in the arms of my men and knowing I would never leave them again.

  End

  Epilogue

  Rylee

  “So you found what you were seeking, I trust?” Lord Mandrex arched one black eyebrow at us and cocked his head curiously to one side.

  “We did,” I said firmly, handing him back the fist-sized triangular stone. “But it wasn’t what was in the Temple of Ganth. What we found was each other.”

  His eyes widened in surprise and he looked at Drace and Lucian.

  “So you decided not to sever the bond between you after all?”

  “We did sever it—for a while,” Drace growled. “Turned out to be the worst fucking mistake of all our lives.”

  “Thank the Goddess of Mercy we were able to reconnect with each other,” Lucian said soberly. “I do not think it would have been possible if Rylee wasn’t a La-ti-zal with the power of binding.”

  “Is that right?” Mandrex sat forward, his tall black wings rustling with interest. “And it was by your power that the three of you were made whole again?”

  The way he said ‘made whole’ made me frown a little. There was an intense interest burning in those swirling, Angel’s eyes of his.

 
“Well…I guess so,” I said.

  “And are there more with powers like yours on your home world?” Mandrex demanded.

  “I think so. I don’t really know.” I shrugged.

  “There must be. But you probably wonder why I am so interested.” He stood up from the throne-like chair which was cut to comfortably accommodate the huge, rustling wings at his back and began pacing. “You probably also wonder why I am not welcome on my home world of Cantor.”

  “Of course not—it would be rude to ask such questions,” Lucian said smoothly.

  “You don’t have to tell us anything,” Drace added.

  “I’d like to know,” I said softly, taking a step forward. Mandrex’s receiving hall was gorgeous and the soft little slippers Drace had simmed me made no sound on the thick, richly woven carpet in front of his chair.

  “This is the reason—one of them, anyway.”

  With a rustle like a hundred birds of prey taking flight at once, Mandrex spread those gorgeous, black-feathered wings of his. I gasped at the sight—he had a wing span that was over fifteen feet long on each side when his wings were fully extended…or he would have, if both of them had been able to extend.

  His left wing appeared to be crippled somehow. It wouldn’t completely unfold and there was a jagged, featherless scar running down the inside of it, just at the fold of the joint.

  “Oh…” I reached forward to touch it but my fingers had barely brushed over the glossy feathers before Mandrex took a step back and abruptly closed his wings tight. “I’m sorry,” I said, biting my lip. “Should I not…have done that?”

  “Only a Cantor’s mate may touch his wings,” Lucian murmured to me. “It is a very…intimate part of their body.”

  Oops, apparently I’d just felt up our host by accident.

  “Sorry,” I mumbled. “I didn’t mean to, uh…they just look so soft.”

  “Soft and broken.” Mandrex looked down at the floor. “That is one reason I am not welcome on my home world of Cantor. There are…other, more complicated reasons as well, but nothing can be done about them. I did think, however, that perhaps something could be done about my wing.” A wistful look came into his swirling, predatory eyes. “I would like to fly again,” he whispered harshly. “To feel the wind against my face, bearing me aloft. I would love that above all things.”