by S. K Munt
‘He’s supposed to be in control of them,’ Karol muttered, and I clenched my teeth together. ‘Kohén, contain your excitement, please.’
‘Shut up,’ Kohén snapped and when I stiffened he said quickly: ‘Not you Larkin, Karol. And I’m not excited- I’m nervous!’
‘Well, get excited then so at least when you touch her, she’ll come closer to orgasming then dropping dead.’
What?!
‘I don’t know if I can stop being nervous. I… damn it!’
I moaned into my hands, and my heart was racing so fast that I couldn’t differentiate between one beat and the next. ‘Stop talking about it, please, and get on with it!’
‘If you can’t do it, I’m going to have to,’ Karol said, and I moved my hands and glared at Karol who to my horror was now looking down between my legs too.
‘Don’t you dare!’ I hissed, closing my legs and yanking my skirt over them, before turning my face to Kohén’s and fixing him with the same glare. ‘And you- man up because if he does it instead I will NEVER forgive you for it!’ I lay back down on the bed, satisfied to see that Karol had rolled his eyes and retreated. ‘I said I’d take the pain so if you zap me, fine! Just…Oh!’
Kohén was touching me, and I was his and his promise to never treat me like a whore was broken, even though he was still trying to uphold it.
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My hips jerked when I felt Kohén’s fingertips trail up and along my sex.
‘Like this?’ Kohén asked, and I was glad when Karol answered because I could not:
‘Yes,’ Karol’s voice was soft again. ‘That’s perfect. Absolutely perfect. Now, open her up a little so you can see...’
I bit down on my lip and gripped the coverlet beneath me when Kohén’s touch grew bolder and parted my labia. My nerve endings were pulsing and I really felt as though the slightest movement could make my heart fail. This was happening and I couldn’t stop it! And Karol was not only watching, but also instructing!
‘Yes now, slip your finger inside, shallow okay? Very gentle and…’ Karol’s voice trailed off and then I felt the penetration. I moaned and covered my eyes again as a fingertip was pressed into me.
‘She’s…’
‘Tight…’ Karol breathed. ‘Virgins usually are so you’ll have to use a little-’
‘I am not forcing her open!’
‘I didn’t mean you to. Just… just touch her there, see?’
‘But that’s not-’
‘It will make her more accommodating,’ Karol said quietly. ‘Trust me.’
My blood was crashing about in my ears but when Kohén’s fingers pressed into me higher, my nerve endings pulsed brightly and I almost jumped in shock. ‘Oh my God! Kohén what are you-’
‘Again!’ Karol breathed and then I was being strummed in a circular fashion. My eyes opened again and I saw that Karol was alternating from looking between my legs, to my face. Humiliation burned me but when I tried to tell him to turn away, I realised that I was too breathless to speak.
‘It’s just pleasure, Larkin…’ Karol whispered, wetting his lips. ‘Take it and relax, it’s his gift to you. One of many!’
I turned my head to the side and sobbed again, hating my body for betraying me, but enjoying Kohén’s touch on some basic, ape-like level. I twisted my hands in the sheets and moaned when I heard Kohén breathing quicken to mirror the way he was playing with my sex. Unable to help myself, I looked back and saw that Kohén’s face was only inches away from my pelvis and that his eyes had glassed over.
‘Oh…’ he whispered then, and I felt his breath against my skin. ‘She’s…’
‘Opening, and wet see? That’s her body’s way of telling you that she’s ready. Now- slide into her again slowly and…’
‘Oh!’ I cried out again when the finger left my bundle of nerve endings and entered me. I cried out at the unwelcome intrusion, and my body tightened around him, trying to push him out. ‘Kohén…’
He’s inside me! My best friend is inside me oh hell!
‘Fuck,’ Kohén whispered, and the knots in his jaw were obvious. ‘I don’t know what I’m… she’s so tight…and wet!’
‘I know, it’s beautiful, isn’t it?’
‘It’s heavenly,’ Kohén agreed and I twisted my head into the comforter. Larkin the person wasn’t even there anymore! ‘But I still can’t…’
‘Well, here then!’
‘Hey!’
‘I’m not penetrating her, so just concentrate on your part!’ The pressure returned to my clitoris and I almost folded in two. I was being touched in both places and it was too much. I was strummed quickly and with thrice the pressure of before, and an incredible pressure built up inside me in a matter of heartbeats in response to it. I cried out again and lifted my hips to the contact and suddenly, the pressure ruptured and pleasure was throbbing through me in paralysing waves.
‘Now!’ Karol commanded, and I knew it was his fingers gently kneading me into a climax but the fight went out of me and I gave in to the explosion and then to the penetration when it came swiftly and deeply. ‘Yes!’
‘Oh… God…’ Kohén sounded desolate, and Karol was holding me down by my shoulder so that I could not double up to curtail the sensations. It felt like my spirit was falling, but Karol’s anodyne touch softened the landing.
‘I know. Press into her until you feel resistance, yes, like that…’ another hand landed on my knee and though I knew it was Karol’s trying to keep me from closing them, I was too mindless to protest. ‘Fuck… she’s so perfect. Pink…and deep- and receptive!’
‘Stop talking about me like that...’ I pleaded, but neither boy heard me.
‘She is,’ Kohén whispered back, and then thrust his finger in with a little more force and I grunted when it hurt. ‘Oh! Oh I feel it! She’s pure!’
‘Like there was any doubt,’ Karol said and then smiled at me as Kohén’s finger left my sex. ‘It’s over, princess. Kohén will put your panties on and then I’ll…’ he patted his brother’s shoulder and then wiped sweat off his brow, grinning. ‘That was bracing, but you got through it.’
Oh HE’D gotten through it? I could have laughed- if I could have drawn a breath! I covered my face with my hands and moaned.
‘We didn’t hurt you, did we?’ Kohén asked, as he slipped my feet back into my panties.
‘Hurt her?’ Karol had the gall to laugh and then wink at me when I peeked between my fingers. ‘Larkin’s the one person in this room who’ll be sleeping tonight!’
‘Shut up!’ I hissed, pushing Kohén away and stepping into my own panties. I was beyond humiliated, and the way that Kohén was staring at his glistening fingertip was so perverse that I wanted to whack him one.
‘Is that true?’ Kohén asked. I gave him a dirty look and saw that his cheeks were flushed all the way out to his ears and he was breathing as though he’d run a marathon. ‘Did you just…?’
‘It didn’t hurt much, okay?’ I snapped, not meeting his glassy, bright blue eyes. ‘So you can sleep easy too and that’s all I’m going to say about this!’
‘And neither will this part. You can keep your underwear on but Larkin, I’m going to need you to lie down again and pull up your skirt so that I can access your abdomen.’
I sighed and looked around the room and away from Kohén’s disappointed face, taking in the candles in sconces and the gauzy drapery trailing over the canopy bed. ‘Why does this have to be done in here?’ I complained. ‘This is a medical procedure, isn’t it? Must the setting be so … shouldn’t there be modesty sheets and paper underwear, like in hospitals?’
‘It’s not just a procedure, princess,’ Karol said, moving to the end table and taking a wicked-looking golden tool with a long needle on the end up into his hand. He smiled back at me like the madman he was as he motioned for me to lie back down. ‘It’s an initiation into a life of sensuality. Why on earth would we make the process cold and sterile, when it could be done in an erotic manner?’
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‘Nothing about the sight of you and that thing you’re holding is erotic or mannerly,’ I griped.
‘Not now that you’re coming down from an orgasm no, but that’s actually rare because the girl is left wanting.’ He darted the tip of his tongue out between his teeth in his smile, and I knew I’d just helped his ego swell even further by coming apart at his touch. HIS touch too, not just Kohén’s! It made me feel slimy inside my chest. ‘But the way you just moaned and grew wet for my little brother’s explorations was smoking hot, and considering that he’s supposed to have you after well… oh don’t give me that look, either of you.’ Karol turned away and loaded a thin blue cartridge into the belly of his contraption from a golden box while I moaned into my hands. ‘There’s not a soft cock or dry mouth in this room and as much as that embarrasses you princess…’ Karol turned back to me and smiled as I lifted my eyes to glare at him. ‘It’s a blessing for the girls who do get the royal treatment to be aroused first. Would you have them stiffen up and scream in pain, or obediently open their legs for their master and moan?’
I looked away from him and at Kohén, who was staring at the floor. ‘You are…’
‘Right,’ he said. ‘And I’m actually impressed by Kohén’s self control. Not only are you the most beautiful offering to ever enter Eden’s walls- but you’re the first who’s had the nerve to say that she won’t be had. I came in my royal britches the first time I had to do that with Caprice, so the fact that Kohén managed to relax his grip on your panties and actually talk afterwards is a damned miracle.’
‘Just shut up,’ Kohén said without conviction, pointing, rather rudely, for me to get on the bed while staring balefully at his brother. ‘Like I said, she’s my friend.’
‘She’s your heart’s desire, and you’re hers,’ Karol contradicted him. ‘You two are welcome to carry on with this whole friendly façade in public- because there are people who have swallowed the lie and believe that you’re sexually immune to one another,’ Karol came over to me and wriggled his finger to indicate that I should lift my dress. ‘But I’m not one of them and I have Larkin’s arousal on my fingers too, so don’t bullshit me into thinking that this isn’t going to be a slippery slope for you both to navigate chastely.’
‘I don’t have to bullshit you,’ Kohén countered as I lay back and hiked up my dress to my ribs while my head spun in dizzying circles. ‘I don’t have to involve you in this at all, and you shouldn’t try to involve yourself! If anyone heard that you interfered-’
‘They’d want the same treatment,’ Karol said smugly. ‘And you involved me in this, of that you can be certain! First, when you came to me and asked for my help to get her out of here un-violated, and then just now when you let your fear override your training. Not to mention how hard I worked this week-’
‘So you go out of your way to point out how much you’d like to violate her and how much she enjoyed it?’ Kohén demanded as he sat beside me. ‘What kind of help is that?’
I did NOT enjoy it! I was forced to enjoy it! BIG difference!
‘The kind you need,’ Karol said, matter-of-factly. ‘And the kind that she deserves to know. I told you then that I didn’t support this and that I didn’t think it would work, but because you ignored me, the best way that I can help you now is to keep things honest and open by admitting that if you do wrong by her, I’ll do her right- and often. And to give your sweet little friend here a back-up plan, while giving YOU motivation to rise above what the sight of her does to you.’
‘You are out of line!’
‘No, I’m next in line and can offer her more than you can.’ Karol lovingly smoothed his hand across my stomach and I gasped at the heat of his touch. ‘And you’re weaker than you think. You can lie and say that the sight and scent of her beautiful little pussy didn’t just make you question your self-control, but I won’t hear it. There’s a chance you’re going to screw up here and break all of your promises so hopefully, knowing that I intend to strike the second that you do will help keep you focused.’
‘It’s certainly helping keep me focused…’ I grumbled, though my sex was still pulsing with some strange after-beat.
‘I am not going to screw up,’ Kohén insisted, and I turned to stare at him, somewhat dazedly as my entire mid-section grew numb. He smoothed my hair back from my face and leaned in to press his lips to my forehead. ‘I swear to God, Larkin- you’ll never need him to rescue you from me. In fact...’ Kohén looked up at Karol and then lifted his chin. ‘If you make one more salacious remark to her- ever- I will have your balls.’
Karol snorted. ‘Watch me tremble in fear.’
‘You will, when I tell the princess of Tariel how you said that her golden dress made her look like copper in comparison to Larkin, and how after kissing her- you tasted the same on her breath.’
Karol kept his eyes on my stomach but I saw him swallow. ‘You think I have designs on marry Ekita Tariel? Please, I humour her for business purposes.’
‘I know- you want her father to donate one million dollars toward helping YOU find a cure for this locust problem in father’s absence as acting regent. Do you think he will enjoy hearing what prince charming said about his princess perfect?’ Kohén smiled meanly. ‘Or doubt that those words were said verbatim after the way she handled Larkin at the ball?’
Karol’s eyes lifted to Kohl’s and glowed a vicious green. ‘You wouldn’t dare- thousands of people could starve if you cause such a rift!’
‘Don’t doubt what I’d do to protect Larkin from you, big brother. Now, give me your word because if I hear from Lark again-’
‘Fine,’ Karol tried to act as though it was no big deal but the anguish over being bested was in the tightness around his lips. ‘I’ll not flirt with her again UNLESS she comes to me and if she does, I dare say that my balls won’t be the ones hurting after.’
‘That won’t happen, so thank you.’ Kohén rubbed my hand and smiled at me, and I could see how proud he was. ‘It’s my job to protect you Larkin, and no one else’s, okay?’
Tears clouded in my eyes as fear and adoration overwhelmed me. ‘I believe you Kohén,’ I whispered through trembling lips as Karol grunted and then a second later I felt it- something hard and foreign pierce my skin and slide into me, just above my belly-button. It was warm and slimy but I didn’t feel any pain or tear my eyes from my friend’s. ‘I love you. I wouldn’t do this unless I did, whole-heartedly.’
I enjoyed the way Karol scowled resentfully, and then marvelled at the way Kohén’s eyes widened and spilled perfect, crystal-blue tears onto my cheek, before I let my mind spin me into nothingness.
*
By the time I came to, the door was closing behind Karol and the lamps in the room had been extinguished, leaving only the candles in the scones to flicker and provide illumination. We were still on the bed, but Kohén had cradled me onto his lap and was breathing heavily into the curve of my shoulder. I lifted my head.
‘It’s over?’
‘It’s over.’ He lifted my chin and looked searchingly into my face. ‘Are you all right?’
‘I am,’ I said, though I was still too bewildered and displaced to be sure.
‘It doesn’t hurt?’
I moved a little and to my surprise realised that it didn’t. I felt strange, but not hollow as I’d expected. ‘No.’
‘Thank God.’ Kohén leaned his forehead on my shoulder again and when his relieved sigh blew against my chest, my skin tingled. Suddenly aware of how intimate our hold was, I made myself chuckle slightly and wriggled out of his lap.
‘So, that was… intense.’
‘It was,’ he agreed quietly, catching my hand and keeping it in his.
‘But at least it’s over,’ I straightened my skirt so that it fell to drape over my knee and fussed with my hair, taking my hair from his and then backing up against the pillows of the bed so that there was space between us. ‘How are you? I haven’t seen you in days. How did the ball turn out?’
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Kohén frowned at me, and turned to close the distance between us as soon as I had opened it and I felt a stirring of alarm. Everything about him was reaching for me- those searching fingers on my ankles, those lost, neon-blue eyes... even the way he pouted seemed to be to a means to broach the gap between us. ‘You want to talk about the ball? Larkin- you were just rendered infertile. On your birthday. By my sleazy brother.’
I looked down at my legs, wondering if I should pull them towards me and out of his reach too. ‘Precisely. So can you blame me for wanting to talk about the ball? I have spent all week being punished for it you know… might as well know how it ended.’
He’s aroused! Piss him off! Piss him OFF!
‘Oh that wasn’t an actual punishment…’ Kohén scoffed, then crawled up the bed and when I pulled my knees to my chest to hug them, he stared down at them for only a moment before placing his palm on one and squeezing it gently. ‘Anyway… there’s gotta be some way to reverse the procedure, right?’
Okay so he’s not going to talk about the ball...
I winced. ‘Oh there’s a way and from what I’ve heard, it does a nice job of reversing life too.’ I looked down at my stomach and shook my head, amazed that anything so small could be so destructive and finite. ‘It’s magical, remember? And if your brother did his job right, he imbedded it so far into my abdomen that the only way to get it out is on a surgeon’s table- and surgeons apparently face banishment for doing so.’
‘There’s got to be someone who will!’ Kohén shifted again to lean on my knees and tweaked at my gut when he reached out to touch my nose. ‘South of the border maybe…’
‘There are,’ I said shakily, dropping my head so that my hair fell between us, and wondering if I’d be able to get him into a choke hold the way my fitness trainer had taught me too to discourage his haptic mood. ‘Unfortunately, those upstanding medics kill more women than they cure.’
That finally made him back off. ‘Stop kicking this topic around like it’s a chance for you to make puns!’
