The Voris' Mate

by S. J. Sanders

  “Eat, mate,” Shaagra encouraged as he took another big bite, his eyes closing in pleasure. Reggie glowered at the leg on her plate and picked it up with the fingertips of one hand. That look of culinary bliss had been her before she’d found out what it was. Taking a deep breath, she held her breath and stuffed another large chunk of the meat in her mouth.

  Oh well. For tonight, she’d do her best to pretend it was still crab and not some… hairy little eight-legged monster. As a shudder tore through her, she hoped her mates would appreciate her sacrifice—even if they didn’t know she was making one.

  Desperate to get her mind off the food, she leaned over and whispered to Vadal. Shaagra looked over, listening in.

  “So what exactly happens for this mating thing?”

  Vadal swallowed another bite of shoyla. “Nothing complicated. The clan feasts to celebrate the addition of a new member among us and the hope for growth of the clan through them. My mother has already prepared my nest with a small altar in the nest proper, where we will, before the Mother of Nests, mate with you and give you our mating bite.”

  Reggie winced. “Mating bite? Sounds painful.”

  Shaagra leaned forward with a smile. “Not at all. In fact, you will enjoy the special venom our body produces for our mate. It is what binds us to you, and which will bring us nestlings. It is nothing short of intense pleasure for all of us.”

  The smile slipped slightly from his face, a certain vulnerability coming over her strong hunter. “You do want this, correct?”

  Reggie hugged them both to her with each arm.

  “I know I made you guys wait a bit, but yeah, I’m ready. I’ve been searching for the right moment to tell you. Anyway, it’s a relief to know that your bite isn’t going to be traumatic,” she said with a laugh. “Your mating ritual sounds like a really sweet, simple affair.”

  Vadal smiled down at her. “You will find that Vori are rather pragmatic about such things. All that’s necessary is what is between us and our commitment before the Mother.”

  Reggie sat back and made an effort to resume eating with renewed gusto, avoiding as much of the shoyla as possible without making it obvious. A grin twitched at the corner of her lips. She was looking forward to tonight.

  Chapter 12

  Vadal led Reggie into the low-lit nest. His mother had been busy. Crushed flowers strewn across the floor of the nest that saw the mating of his ancestors, leading his family slowly into the nest proper.

  Lamps hanging from the ceiling gave off a soft light in the room, revealing the altar set at one end and the clean, new pillows. Like their last nest, fresh soft fibers covered every inch of the floor.

  Their bags sat undisturbed in a corner. Shaagra dug through his bag and pulled out a small pouch, from which he removed the carved figure of the Mother of Nests. Reverently, he carried it to the low altar, whispering a prayer as he sat her on the central pillow on the altar, right behind the bowl filled with clean water and scattered flowers in offering. He bowed once before the altar, and Vadal did the same. Reggie watched them, but Vadal didn’t expect anything from her. These were Vori ways; it was not required for her to pay tribute.

  Yet to his surprise, Reggie moved forward between them and bowed before the statue, her expression one of peace as she gazed upon the Mother. She took a flower and tucked it in the carved coil, and then she spoke. Vadal’s hearts swelled with love to see her honoring their Mother as she did.

  “Thank you, Mother, you who are esteemed by the Vori as the Mother of Nests. I thank you for these males I take as my mates and hope that you bestow your blessings on our family,” Reggie whispered.

  Vadal swept the coil of his tail around her, his hearts beating with his love for her. At her other side, Shaagra twined his tail around her too. Together, their tails twisted around her body, caressing her gently with their coils. Reggie tipped her head back in pleasure as Shaagra’s coil lifted high enough that the tip of his tail curled around her breast, squeezing and massaging it with slow movements of the muscles.

  Vadal felt himself swelling behind his salet. His coils dipped and slid between Reggie’s legs as her long tunic rode up on her hips. The damp heat of her center slid across his scales where he rubbed against her, and the air filled with the heavy perfume of her pheromones. She panted and writhed under the onslaught of their tails.

  He leaned forward, running his tongue from her collar down over the valley of her breasts, drawing one into his mouth while Shaagra kneaded the other. Between them, they worshipped and suckled on her body, they tasted her flesh. Since they had slaked the burning fervor of the first joining already in Evath, Vadal wanted nothing more than to take his time with his mating and draw out all their pleasure.

  “Guys,” Reggie panted, “this is intense. What are you doing to me?” she groaned.

  Vadal didn’t use words but demonstrated by dragging his tongue around the pink tip of her nipple and traced a path back up to her shoulder, where he nipped gently. His breath hissed out of him as he felt his cocks pushing through the folds of his salet, eager for his mate.

  His mate. He liked the sound of that.

  After this night, they would be bound for the rest of their lives. Mates.

  He heard Shaagra groan low in his throat, laving her neck and shoulder with his forked tongue, the strong muscle of it flicking and teasing their mate’s sensitive skin. Reggie’s body bowed slightly within the tight hold of their coils at their double onslaught, her breath rough with desire.

  Vadal loosened his tail from around Reggie. Shaagra, never unaware, looked at him intently and did likewise, though his arms tightened around their female as an act of possession. Impatiently, Vadal attempted to grip Shaagra’s tail in his to engage in their mating lock. He flinched when Shaagra hissed and jerked his tail away, arching the lower end of it in the slightest threatening display. Vadal froze in confusion, the hurt plain on his face, until Shaagra’s tail descended and wrapped quickly around his own.

  With that one act, Vadal understood.

  Though they had joined in a manner that brought Shaagra into Vadal’s clan, Shaagra had always been more dominant, the more aggressive of them, though he had refused to indulge in it under the weight of his shame. Vadal was not unhappy to see his nest brother give rein to his nature. He rejoiced in it.

  Vadal spent so much of his time and attention buried in other affairs; he’d never wanted to be the head their family. It was not his desire to lead. It didn’t matter to him who latched onto whom in the mating lock.

  If Shaagra wished to lead, he would let him do so without complaint.

  Vadal closed his eyes, his cocks jerking when Shaagra’s mating barb slid into his barb pouch, the male twining his tail tighter along his own, rubbing with an interesting friction. He breathed out deeply.

  “Shaagra, give me our female and I will brace her,” he murmured.

  The other male grinned, his puckering scars making the grin appear savage, and released Reggie to him.

  Vadal pulled Reggie’s back against him, the vibrant scales of his crown coils gleaming as they immediately twined around her, holding her tight against him. The scales of his tail slid against her ass as they secured their lock around her.

  Shaagra leaned forward and then paused, his nostrils flaring, and his eyes hooded with desire.

  “But first, a taste,” the male whispered to himself as he bent over their mate.

  ***

  Reggie’s body felt slick from sweat—from desire. All of her body, and especially between her thighs where her juices hadn’t stopped flooding her cunt as her Vori put her through their erotic torture. Every breath she drew in was heavy with the smell of her own musk, but gradually a new smell enriched it. The spicy scent of her males’ combined pheromones already had her moaning with lust.

  When were they going to stop torturing her?

  She was barely aware of Shaagra handing her to Vadal. Her only thought was that she desperately needed to be filled.

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nbsp; Her breath hitched when Shaagra touched his thick, strong tongue and lips to her belly, descending in a slow drag down her belly before streaking over her clit. The double tips of the tongue made her clit bead with yearning, and she couldn’t hold in a gasp as they passed over her tender flesh. Her hips jerked and a shriek ripped from her throat when his tongue tormented the nub of flesh, stroking down deep within her channel and drawing out a quaking orgasm.

  Her skin felt unbearably hot as she sank back down from her peak. She became aware of Shaagra looking down at her, a sensual smirk on his lips. His knuckle continued to rock against her slit, tapping against her clit with every thrust forward. Reggie felt like she was going to burn up from the inside out.

  “Please,” she whimpered.

  He leaned forward and whispered, “Tell me what you need?”

  “I need… I need to be filled. Please, I need you inside me,” she cried out in frustration. She leaned back against the hard length of Vadal, feeling the brush of his cocks against the back of her thighs, his breaths rough in her hair even though his hold did not slacken even a little.

  A satisfied, relieved grin curled Shaagra’s lips. He leaned forward and caught her lips with his, his tongue plundering her mouth while his hands caressed her body in a gentle exploration before he pulled away and looked to Vadal.

  “Vadal, turn her.”

  Vadal stiffened for a moment, but then did as he was asked. In short order, Reggie found herself pressed chest to chest with Vadal, his cocks hot brands against her. His crown coils tightened against her once again, and she found herself braced with her ass presented to Shaagra. A twinge of uncertainty cooled the fervor in her blood.

  Shaagra leaned over her back, spreading her thighs with his thick body. His palm smeared her wetness from her pussy to her ass, and a second time for good measure, until her body was well slickened. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his cocks press against her. Not both in her cunt like the last time, but one lined up with her slit and the other with the puckered rosette of her ass.

  Reggie whimpered low in her throat, pain and pleasure burning together with the friction of his cocks slowly spearing into her depths. The small ring of muscles fought against him, but with slow determination he took all of her, sliding down to the hilt. She cried out when she swallowed the last of his length and felt him go still, pulsating with passion deep inside of her.

  When he began to rock and plunge within her, Reggie felt her senses spiral into a frenzy. All she was aware of was the flesh that held her, and that which plundered her most intimate of places. Her males. Her mates. Nothing else in the world mattered to her in that moment. Nothing else existed as her focus narrowed to their bodies coming together.

  Shaagra hissed and groaned above her, his breath snarling out from his chest and his claws clutching her hips with the slightest bite of pain. He leaned down in her, pressing himself heavily along her back, and picked his pace up. His hips slammed against hers in a thunderous rhythm. Reggie cried out, her orgasm whipping through her when she felt the splash of his seed deep within her.

  Shaagra groaned and pulled back just enough for his cock to slip from the lips of her pussy. To her surprise, it was still stiff when he shifted it higher to seat it along the crack of her ass. He shifted down a bit, gaining his seat once more. Once he was well buried, he held her steady, his breath fanning her neck and his crown coils circling around her tightly.

  “Vadal,” he hissed, shaky though commanding. “I have her braced. Enter our female.”

  Vadal’s crown coils loosed from her body so that he could angle his body to rock into her in time to Shaagra rocking down on her from above. Reggie whimpered at the force of his cocks pushing through her folds and sliding against the thin barrier separating him from Shaagra with every small push in until he was fully seated.

  Reggie never felt so full in her life, but by some miracle, her body had stretched enough to accept both her males. Now the question was would she be able to sit down again afterward? Her body quivered, clenching down around their cocks shooting sparks through her body and bore down on them when an intense orgasm burst through her without even the slightest movement.

  Both males groaned in unison and then began to thrust in alternating time with each other, the hot drag of their flesh within her pushing higher again. Reggie whimpered and cried, wordlessly begging them… for what her hazy mind did not know. She just needed more.

  Their shafts moved quicker, and she could feel the knot of their tails tightening their grip just below her. Reggie dug her nails into Vadal’s shoulders as another orgasm rocked through her savagely. Sweat dripped down her face, but the more she breathed their pheromones, the more she needed.

  Never had Reggie felt such need.

  “Please. Please,” Reggie panted, her mind a whirlwind of pleasure.

  She felt their soft lips caress her shoulders, plucking and teasing at her tender skin. The erotic scrape of fangs as they fucked her into ecstasy. Heavy need coiled through as the orgasm of all orgasms built within her. A sharp pleasure-pain stabbed into her when both males bit down at the same time. Their mouths fastened on her, pumping her body with a rush of their mating venom. Reggie screamed out her pleasure with the intensity of her orgasm.

  ***

  Shaagra felt him swell where he was buried in Reggie’s ass, just as he could feel Vadal’s cocks engorge on the other side of the thin wall separating them. Shaagra moaned against her neck, refusing to release her until every drop of their mating venom was pumped into her starving body.

  Her body needing for her mates, and he closed his eyes with pleasure at the thought.

  They’d secured themselves to their mate.

  They were now hers, and she was theirs.

  Her ass clenched down on him with such strength that he could not hold back any longer. He yanked his fangs free and shouted out, pumping wildly into her, eliciting another scream of pleasure. Hot spurts of seed spent from his cocks until he was certain that his seed sacks were drained.

  Vadal too cried out, doubtless from a combination of their mate’s tight cunt and Shaagra’s violent thrusting against his cocks. Shaagra came again when he felt Vadal fuck their mate with hard thrusts from below, bumping against his cocks still firmly planted in her ass, Vadal spilling his own load with a loud snarl.

  Reggie cried out, her body shaking and writhing between them, until their thrusts grew shallow and they held themselves deep within her.

  Shaagra bowed forward against her, his lips caressing the back of her neck. Although he’d mounted her fiercely, something which would have been a death sentence with a Vori female, he needed to show her the gentle side of his love. After several minutes, his cocks slipped out of her and he was able to drop her down on their combined coils, still wound together even after disengaging the mating barb.

  Vadal sighed from the other side of her as they lay with her among the pile of pillows. His hand stretched forward and gripped Shaagra’s arm affectionately.

  “Shaagra,” he murmured. “That was… beyond expected.”

  Shaagra tucked his head against the back of Reggie’s head and smiled at Vadal, allowing his eyes and expression to show the depth of his love and contentment at that moment. Reggie snored lightly between them, already surrendered to her exhaustion.

  He allowed his eyes to close.

  Yes, it had really been beyond anything he had ever expected.

  Chapter 13

  Reggie woke up to muscles she never knew she had screaming at her. She snorted back a laugh. Not too long ago, she’d considered herself to be very sexually experienced, bordering on a ho with her sexual liberties, but never had she woken feeling absolutely boneless with satisfaction.

  The coils of her mates still were looped loosely around her, the rest of their lengths trailing over and under the pillows. Shaagra’s hearts beat under her ear in a steady one-two rhythm, his breath quiet with slumber. Vadal was curled around her back, his warm breath gentl
y fanning her exposed skin.

  She smiled to herself. Fantastic sex aside, she couldn’t remember ever feeling so loved and desired. No one was impatiently setting her aside or treating her like a one-time hook-up or a brainless blonde.

  She had two guys who didn’t hesitate to remind her how much she meant to them.

  Sweet Shaagra’s dominance had been a bit of a surprise. After working so long to get him accustomed to her touch, she hadn’t expected him to take charge the way he did for their mating. Reggie felt her body flushing with the memory. A coil around her legs shifted slightly and she heard Shaagra groan as if sensing her thoughts. More like catching the scent of her arousal.

  Reggie shook her head. She wasn’t in any shape for another round, not after mating off and on throughout the night. She couldn’t believe the stamina these Vori had. The would rest for an hour or so, with her nestled in their coils, before tightening around her again, their bodies raging with need. Must’ve been a mating night for the books, Reggie thought with a chuckle. She was pretty sure if she tried again right now, her coochie would fall off in protest.

  She smiled when her mate’s ruby eyes opened, softening immediately at the sight of her. No matter how fierce he looked with the side of his face and lower torso scarred so terribly, he never looked at her with anything other than love and complete awe. The latter she was still trying to figure out.

  “Good morning,” she mumbled, her body still unconvinced that it was time to rise.

  Shaagra shivered and proceeded to stretch every muscle in his very, very long body, all the way down to the tip of his tail, which coiled into a tiny knot with pleasure. He grinned at her as if debating whether he wanted to kiss her or eat her. Not that he didn’t do plenty of both already. He leaned forward and plundered her mouth with an intense kiss that sent her senses reeling.