He ducked his head and kissed her, capturing her mouth at the same time that she felt Truth’s hot breath on her naked ass.
“All right,” she moaned as the kiss broke at last. “If you promise to hold me while he…while he takes me.”
“Of course I will, mi’now.” Far stroked her cheek tenderly in direct contrast to Truth, who was currently licking and nipping the soft flesh of her buttocks and upper thighs.
Becca gave a little cry when she felt his sharp teeth graze her vulnerable inner thigh. Was this what it would feel like to be taken by a dr’gin? To surrender herself to the beast? If she closed her eyes she could almost imagine that Truth was what he was pretending to be—a mindless animal bent only on satiating his deepest hungers with her.
It was a frightening thought. So frightening that when she felt him spread her pussy from behind with his thumbs, Becca surged forward into Far’s arms, wanting the comfort of his broad chest against her cheek.
“It’s all right, Becca,” the light twin murmured, kissing her forehead. “Just relax and be open for Truth.”
“I am trying. He just…oh!” Becca gasped because just then she felt the dark twin’s hot, wet tongue spearing into her pussy. He pressed deep, penetrating her as though he was fucking her with his shaft instead of his tongue. Becca moaned as she felt the hot, wet sensation of him sliding into her channel. “Truth!” she whispered. “Please!”
He growled softly and she could feel him lapping greedily, licking away the juices from her pussy and inner thighs, bathing her swollen clit with his hot, wet tongue.
“Does it feel good?” Far asked in her ear as his twin continued to lick her. “Do you like it when Truth licks your sweet cunt, mi’now? Are you making lots of honey for him to taste?”
“I…” Becca bit her lip. “I don’t know,” she whispered even though she actually did. She had been told by Truth and Far that she was what the Blood Kindred called a numalla—a female that made a lot of pussy honey. And though her heart was pounding and she was nervous and uncertain, her body still responded to her men. She could feel how wet she was getting—how wet Truth was making her by tonguing her open and lapping her inner folds.
He lashed the sensitive button of her clit with his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth and tortured it sweetly until she gave a gasp and felt her entire body tighten.
“Oh…” she moaned, pressing back helplessly to get more of the addictive pleasure of his mouth against her naked, vulnerable pussy. “Oh, please…I think I’m close…so close.”
“Are you going to come soon, Becca?” Far murmured, reaching under her to twist her nipples, which were hanging down like ripe fruit. “Are you going to come while Truth licks your pussy? While he tastes your sweet juices right from the source?”
“I…I…” Becca couldn’t answer but she didn’t have to. Just as her pleasure reached a peak, Far captured her mouth with his own. As Truth tongued and sucked her slick petals, making her come so hard she saw stars, the light twin caught her soft moans in his own mouth, swallowing them greedily as though he loved the taste of her pleasure every bit as much as his brother did.
It seemed Truth could never get enough of her but Becca didn’t know how much more of his mouth she could stand. Just as she thought she wasn’t going to be able to take the intense pleasure any longer, he stopped licking.
She broke the kiss with Far and looked over her shoulder to see that he was breathing hard, his mouth and chin shiny with her juices.
“Truth?” she asked uncertainly.
“Are you ready, Brother?” Far asked, looking up at his twin. “Ready to claim our lady’s sweet cunt with your cock?”
“Ready,” Truth echoed and it was more of an animalistic growl than a word. “Spread wide, Rebecca. Need to get inside you deep tonight.”
Becca tried to do as he said, tilting her hips and pressing her ass back to give him greater access. At the same time her heart began to beat so hard she could feel it pounding in every part of her body at once. Truth had never been really rough with her—neither of her men had. But she had a feeling that she was in for a deep, thorough fucking tonight. The dark twin was like a beast in rut and the only thing he wanted—the only thing he needed—was to plow deep into her pussy and burry himself to the hilt before he shot his seed.
She felt the broad head of his cock sliding over her slick folds and shivered in Far’s arms.
“It’s all right,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “All right, Becca. Just be open. Just relax against me and let Truth fuck your sweet cunt.”
A sudden thought came to Becca.
“But if he enters me without you, won’t he have pain?”
“He won’t mind,” Far murmured. “In the state he’s in, it will only add to his pleasure.”
“But what about you?” Becca asked as Truth’s broad crown breached her entrance and his thick shaft started its inevitable slide to the center of her being. “Won’t it hurt you, too?”
The Twin Kindred had a very specific type of bond. Their pleasures were doubled and their pain was halved because they were able to share it. But it came with some drawbacks—such as the fact that it was painful for one twin to be touching or penetrating their shared female if the other twin was not touching or penetrating her at the same time.
“I’m all right.” Far stroked her cheek and kissed her mouth softly. “This is what Truth wants—what he needs. I can stand a little discomfort to give him this.”
“But why should you?” Becca murmured, having another idea. “If you don’t need to?”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I mean…this.”
As the dark twin’s long, hard shaft finally slid home inside her, she bent her head and lapped gently at the light twin’s cock.
Far gave a low, groan and stroked her hair. “Oh, mi’now—that’s amazing. But you don’t have to…”
“I want to,” Becca murmured, looking up for a moment. Truth was holding still inside her, as though waiting for this little exchange to end so he could start fucking her in earnest. “I want all of you—both of you. Always,” she said simply. And then she bent her head to the sweet task of sucking and licking the broad head of Far’s cock while Truth pulled almost all the way out of her pussy and thrust back in again…
Becca didn’t know later how long it lasted. She had fragmented memories—the deep thrust and pull of the dark twin’s shaft in her pussy…the salty-sweet taste of the light twin’s precum as she sucked and licked his cock and took as much of his thick shaft down her throat as she could…the feel of big, warm hands all over her body and the sound of all three of them moaning as they climbed the peak together.
At last, it was too much.
Becca felt herself coming again—felt the orgasm crashing over her, tightening her nipples and making her sex clench around Truth’s invading shaft. At the same time she could feel her men reaching their peaks as well through the mental link they all shared.
She moaned around the thick shaft she was sucking so eagerly and felt both of them pulse at the same time—Far in her mouth and Truth in her pussy. And then they were coming—all of them at once—coming together as one and claiming each other all over again.
Becca swallowed the first pulse of Far’s seed and then let his thick cock slip from her lips to pump the rest of his cream over her bare breasts. At the same time, she felt Truth pressing deep inside her, filling her pussy with his cum. God but it felt good to be so completely claimed by her two men—to have their love inside her, around her, all over her! To know that they were hers and she was theirs.
They all collapsed in a heap and lay panting against each other. Becca’s head was pillowed on Far’s chest and she could feel Truth resting his own head in the curve of her side. It was nice…cozy and she felt completely happy and fulfilled.
She moaned contentedly and arched her back as she felt two sets of strong, masculine hands caress her. How could she have ever been worried abo
ut being bonded to two such wonderful men for life? Kat was completely right—it was amazing to have not one but two delicious Kindred warriors utterly focused on your pleasure and satisfaction.
“We’re glad you think so, Mi’now,” Far sent through the link all Kindred share with their bonded mates.
Becca gave him a lazy smile and licked her lips. “Oh, you heard that, did you?”
“We most certainly did.” It was interesting that Truth’s mental voice was every bit as growly as his speaking one. “And we’ll be happy to prove you right again…as soon as we catch our breath.”
“I agree,” Far murmured. “But this time it’s my turn to eat our lady’s pussy. As much as I enjoy watching you taste her, Brother, I do like to lick her myself from time to time.”
“Be my guest,” Truth sent, licking his lips. “As long as our lady does not mind going for…what do they call it? Round two?” He looked at Becca questioningly.
“Round two it is, boys…” Becca felt a lazy little smile tug at the corners of her mouth. “But first the two of you are going to have to clean me up.” She gestured down at herself. “I’m afraid you left kind of a mess here.”
Far’s black eyes went half-lidded with lust and Truth growled approvingly.
“Our pleasure, my lady,” the light twin said. “Our very great pleasure indeed…”
Chapter Fifteen
“We should stop for the night. Or for the day at this point since it’s almost dawn,” the big Kindred rumbled, throwing Tess a glance from the driver’s side of the truck. “You look tired.”
“How could I be tired when you’ve been doing all the driving?” she protested, shifting so that the ancient leather seat didn’t press so hard against her wounded back. “Still can’t believe how fast you picked it up.”
He shrugged, his broad shoulders rolling with the motion. In the lights of the dash his gorgeous eyes seemed to glow faintly.
“Kindred are good at piloting and languages. At least that is what I’m learning aboard my new home, the Mother Ship.”
“Have you not…” Tess winced as the seat rubbed her hurt back again. “Not always been there then? Oh wait, of course you haven’t. Your sister-in-law Becca told me all about the planet you came from. What was it called again?”
“Pax.” His full, sensual lips got tight and Tess got the feeling that she’d said something wrong. Should she not have mentioned his home planet? But he’d given her an intro, talking about what he was learning on the Mother Ship which was his new home…
Damn it—I don’t know what I’m supposed to do or say. I still don’t even know why he wanted to come along with me so badly. So he dreamed of me and I might have dreamed of him—so what? Are we supposed to be best friends now?
She wasn’t even sure how the big Kindred really felt about her. Back on the Mother Ship he had appeared to be attracted to her—but that was when he thought she was a Pairing Puppet. Now, down here on Earth, he seemed really remorseful about sending her back into Pierce’s waiting arms—to the point where he just about killed himself to set her free. Then he had been adamant about coming with her, even when she clearly stated she didn’t want any kind of relationship.
As if he wants a relationship with you, Tess, sneered a little voice in her head that sounded suspiciously like Pierce. Your dress size is in the double digits and he’s all kinds of gorgeous. He could be with any woman he wants. Besides, he said he’d taken some kind of vow. So even if he did want to be with you, he wouldn’t. He’s only hanging around because he feels guilty about sending you back to Pierce.
Shut up, she told the little voice grimly. What do I care why he’s with me? The main thing is…the main thing is…damn it…what is the main thing? I can’t even think straight anymore!
She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. It would be easier to think if her back didn’t hurt so much. The places where the heavy metal buckle had hit hardest were aching and the cuts where it had torn and ripped her flesh were stinging. Sitting in this ancient Ford Pickup which had belonged to Di’s Uncle Jackson for hours on end wasn’t helping any either.
He’s right—we ought to stop. Just find some fleabag motel and get some rest for a couple of hours. After all, we’re out of Florida now—that should slow Pierce down—maybe even throw him off completely.
Not that she thought her ex would be that easily deterred. When Pierce saw something he wanted, he went after it with the ferocity of a rabid bulldog going after a bone. And right now, Tess was the bone.
Good thing I have a watchdog of my own to keep me company. Although she didn’t really think Garron looked much like a dog. No, if he was an animal he’d probably be a lion or, no…she frowned. He’d be something else—something fierce but beautiful. Like a hawk maybe? Something that dived from the sky in search of prey. If she closed her eyes she could almost see him diving and swooping down from the clouds…
“Hey!” A large, muscular arm was thrown across her chest, making Tess jump and gasp when it came in contact with her breasts which were bare beneath the thin t-shirt. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to grab you.” Garron pulled back his arm immediately. “You were starting to pitch forward and the seat harness didn’t stop you. I was afraid you would hit your head.”
“Oh, I…” Tess blinked her eyes. “I’m sorry—I must have drifted off. And these seatbelts are old—I guess they’re not working like they should be.”
“Neither are you.” He gave her a stern look. “You can’t keep going like this. We need to stop for awhile so that you can get some rest.”
Tess had to acknowledge he was right. Though she hated to spend the time and money, she was dead on her feet and her back was beginning to feel like it was on fire. It was a miserable combination—dead tired and yet in too much pain to really sleep.
Maybe if I take a nice cold shower and lay on my stomach in a dark room…
“That sounds perfect,” Garron rumbled and she realized she must have spoken the thought aloud. “Now where can we find such a room? Are the natives of your planet friendly—could we ask for a night’s lodging at some of the domiciles we’re passing?”
Tess nearly laughed.
“Hardly. I mean, maybe once people were that friendly but not anymore. We’re going to have to get a hotel room.”
“A what room?” He frowned.
“Look, over there—” Tess pointed to a sign on the side of the highway which mentioned several hotels and motels as well as a McDonalds and a Krispy Kreme. “Take the next exit. There are a couple of cheap options—one of them will do.”
Garron put on the turn signal, crossed several lanes of traffic, and exited smoothly without a word. It was nothing short of amazing how quickly he’d picked up not only the way the truck operated, but the rules of the road. Maybe, as he said, he simply had a genetic aptitude for it.
Tess supposed that being genetic traders, the Kindred would have to be able to assimilate themselves into a new culture as quickly and smoothly as possible. Presumably that included being able to get around in a new place. Probably the big Kindred would have done just as well if she’d handed him the reigns of a horse or the steering yoke of a plane or the controls to a freaking flying carpet. He was genetically predispositioned to get along wherever he was—at least his Kindred side was.
She wondered briefly about his other side—what had Becca called it? Racoon? Rai’quse? Something like that. Should she ask him about it? She remembered the way his lips had thinned when she asked about Pax. Okay, well maybe not. But she really wanted to know, even though she probably shouldn’t. The big Kindred warrior was intriguing to say the least.
“Are any of these establishments acceptable?” Garron asked as they drove past the rows of strip malls, motels, and fast food restaurants. “What about that one?” He nodded at a pawn shop. We Pay Big $$$ for Gold—the blaring neon sign screamed in lime green letters. “They appear to be offering something for gold. The buttons on my uniform shirt are gold plated…”
“No, that’s a pawn shop,” she said. “You sell valuables there for money but I don’t expect you to sell the shirt off your back. I have a little saved—can’t afford to get two rooms though, sorry about that.”
Garron frowned. “I don’t like the idea of you paying for me. I should have gotten some Earth money on the Mother Ship before I came down but I was so frantic when I woke from my dream, I—” He broke off abruptly, his face turning red. “Never mind.”
“Don’t worry about the money,” Tess said, wondering what he had been going to say. “You’re doing all the driving—I really appreciate that.”
“It still isn’t right.” He didn’t look happy. “I came here to care for and protect you—not take from you.”
Tess didn’t know what to say to that. There it was again—his insistence that he had to take care of her. What was she supposed to make of that? And why did he care so much?
“Oh, here—a Holiday Inn.” She pointed at the familiar green sign, relieved to be able to change the subject. “Pull in and we’ll see if they have any open rooms.”
Garron obligingly did as he was told, bringing the car right around to the front of the hotel.
“Good,” Tess said as she grabbed the door handle and began to fight with it. “Now we’ll just go…go in and see if they…have a room. Damn it!” she ended, giving up in frustration. “This door is stuck again!”
“I’ve got it.” Garron was out of the truck and around to the passenger’s side in an instant. He opened the rusty door easily and held it open for her.
“Thanks.” Tess smiled at him, feeling a little shy. Apparently the Kindred were naturals at being gentlemen too. “I guess chivalry isn’t quite dead.”
He frowned as he gave her a hand down to the pavement.
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