by Aubrey Ross
Azariel mulled this over for a moment before he asked, “You want me to feed Sophie, while she feeds you?"
"That's the basic idea.” Teladorian's uncertainty finally appeared in his tone. He ran his knuckles down the side of Sophie's face, his cock swaying in the air between them. “As it is, one of us always ends up hungry."
Azariel shed his clothes with frantic speed and joined them in the water. Sophie stood and greeted him with open arms. Teladorian reluctantly fisted his cock and stroked himself while the other two enjoyed a long, deep kiss. Azariel rubbed her back and cupped her ass. Teladorian's hand moved faster, his gaze narrowed and bright.
Cadin slipped into Teladorian's mind and fanned the flames of his desire. Lust spiraled through his belly and lodged in his balls. He groaned loud enough to draw the attention of the other two.
Sophie smiled. “You did interrupt us. Tel was about to come in my mouth and take the edge off my hunger."
"Carry on.” Azariel moved to one of the other benches and spread his arms along the tub's wide rim. “I'll sit back and enjoy the show."
Sophie returned to her position between Teladorian's legs. She worked his shaft with her hand while she sucked on the tip. Cadin guided Teladorian's gaze to his friend's flushed face. Azariel licked his lips and watched Teladorian's cock slide in and out of Sophie's mouth.
Is he imagining the pleasure of her mouth or the thrill of sucking on you? Cadin sent another ripple of lust along with the question. Teladorian resisted the possibility. They had shared women before and Azariel had never given any indication that he was attracted to Teladorian.
Sophie massaged his sac as she took him deep. Tension gathered in his balls and pleasure spiked down his shaft. She sucked harder, her tongue swirling over his sensitive tip. He grasped her face between his hands and came in long, hot spasms. At the last moment, Cadin drew his attention to Azariel and Teladorian saw pure lust burning in his best friend's eyes.
Azariel quickly looked away, leaving Teladorian to wonder if he'd imagined the emotion. They'd known each other for centuries. There was no way Azariel could have hidden his true feelings for so long. Was there?
Having created an acceptable foundation for the coming crisis, Cadin flowed from Teladorian and entered Sophie. She was enjoying the tingling aftershocks of Teladorian's climax. The link between their beings confused Cadin. How had a soul bond formed so quickly? According to Azariel's thoughts, the two had just met.
Cadin refocused on the task at hand. Azariel had already supplied the answers to Duarte's questions. Teladorian and Azariel had been the ones who rescued Sophie from the assassins. Even so, Cadin wasn't finished playing with them.
Sophie looked at Azariel and desire warmed her being. The sensation intensified when she shifted her gaze to Teladorian. Cadin constructed an image, reinforcing it with layers of emotion before releasing it into Sophie's mind. She pictured the men kissing, stroking each other's cocks while their mouths moved and melded.
"Have you two ever...” Azariel's face flushed at her incomplete question, but Teladorian shook his head. Sophie turned back to Azariel. “But you've wanted to, haven't you?"
"What I've wanted isn't important. Teladorian isn't attracted to men."
She looked at Teladorian and Cadin filled her mind with challenge. “Have you ever touched a man or been touched by one?"
"The idea has never appealed to me."
"How can you be sure if you've never so much as kissed another man?"
"I wanted you as soon as I saw you. I didn't need to touch."
"I'm flattered, but sometimes feelings require a physical connection to get things started."
"Sophie, don't push.” Azariel sounded miserable. “If he isn't—"
"Indulge me,” she persisted. “There is nothing sexier than watching two desirable men arouse each other. One kiss. If Tel feels nothing, I'll never mention it again."
Cadin rushed back into Teladorian, intensifying his uncertainty and his lust. His cock hardened and his heart pounded, yet he couldn't identify the cause of his reaction. Perfect. Cadin siphoned off the energy created by the conflict as he stirred the emotions within his mind.
Azariel approached him slowly, his gaze burning with desire.
"How long have you ... Why didn't you tell me?” Teladorian held his ground, intrigued by the sudden change of events.
"Always, and I didn't want to fuck up our friendship. You're too important to me."
Exhilarated by the swirling emotions, Cadin tried to reactivate Teladorian's reluctance. The impulse was devoured by his curiosity. Damn. Even a chaos being could only influence emotions for so long. Cadin darted into Sophie and searched for an opening.
This was a big mistake. They've known each other forever. If Teladorian allows himself to love Azariel, he'll have no use for you. The thought took root in her mind, shooting fissures of uncertainty throughout her affection. She combated the unwanted possibility with tenderness and passion, yet fragments of doubt remained. Pleased with his success, Cadin moved on.
Azariel's mind was utterly focused on seducing Teladorian. Cadin tried one last compulsion then accepted reality. This situation had moved beyond his control.
* * * *
Sophie sank chin deep in the water and caught her bottom lip between her teeth. Azariel stood in front of Teladorian, silent and waiting. She could see both men clearly from her seat across the spa. Azariel's expression was painful to behold. Never had longing been so clearly displayed. Teladorian hesitated, conflicted by the development.
"What happens if I don't respond to you?” Teladorian's tone was gruff, his features tense.
"Then we focus on Sophie and this never happened."
Teladorian raised his hand and touched Azariel's face. He stroked Azariel's cheek then brushed his thumb over his lips. “You're taller than me and I know you'll want to take control. This feels odd."
"Work through it at your own pace. I'm not going anywhere."
Anticipation made Sophie restless. Was this a mistake? Would she be replaced after only one night?
She scooted to the edge of the bench and licked her lips. Teladorian could only feed from females, but he could love whomever he chose. Azariel obviously cared deeply for Teladorian. How could she compete with that sort of devotion? She could sense Teladorian in her mind, yet his emotions were banked, only random spikes of sensation shooting along their link.
Teladorian reached up and brushed his lips over Azariel's. Time stood still. Sophie held her breath, waiting for the all important reaction. Azariel returned the caress, going no further than Teladorian had gone.
Another tense moment passed and then Teladorian framed Azariel's face with his hands and traced the seam of his lips. Azariel opened for him, gently sucking Teladorian's tongue into his mouth.
Lust blasted across the link, lodging in Sophie's pussy. Gods, this was hot! They were absolutely gorgeous together. Azariel's rugged appeal was the perfect counterpoint to Teladorian's dark mystique. Unable to bear the empty ache, she covered her mound with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other.
The kiss deepened. Azariel ran his hands over Teladorian with urgent hunger. Squeezing his shoulders and stroking his chest, Azariel quickly descended toward his erection. Azariel's long fingers curved around Teladorian's shaft and Azariel chuckled, momentarily separating their mouths.
"I don't think responding to me is going to be a problem."
"Why did you wait so long?” Teladorian sounded awed rather than annoyed. “I had no idea I could feel like this."
Azariel grabbed Teladorian's hair and tilted his head back. “I wasn't willing to lose you. Nothing would have been worse than that.” He kissed him then, staking his claim with bold thrusts of his tongue.
Feeling rather forgotten, Sophie slid off the bench and waded across the tub. She wrapped her arms around Azariel's lean waist and pressed her breasts against his back. He pulled her to his side and included her in the embrace.
After exchanging a round of kisses, the men sat, and she straddled their legs. Her knees nestled between their thighs, carefully teasing their balls. She stroked their cocks while they played with her nipples, lost in the wonder of exploration.
Teladorian focused on her breasts while Azariel finger-fucked her pussy. All the while they kissed, tongues darting from one mouth to the other or meeting in the middle where all three danced in a damp tangle.
She was breathless and tingly by the time Azariel grew restless. “I want you to fuck me while I fuck Sophie,” he told Teladorian.
"All right."
Azariel stood and motioned Sophie forward. “Kneel on the bench and bend over the edge."
She shook her head. “I want to watch your face while Teladorian fucks you."
Both men groaned at the thought; then Azariel smiled. “As you wish.” He lifted her to the rim of the tub and bent her knees nearly to her chest before parting her thighs. Kneeling on the bench, he angled his cock toward her opening and pushed inside.
Cool air wafted across her wet skin, accenting the solid heat of his shaft. She braced her arms behind her and kept her knees drawn up along his sides. He shuttled in and out for several moments before coming to rest deep inside her.
"Do you have lube?” Azariel's tone sounded harsh and urgent. “You won't be my first, but it's been ages."
Teladorian held out his hand and a small flip-top bottle appeared on his palm. “Will this do?"
Azariel could only nod as he struggled for control. “I'm not going to last long. Get busy."
Sophie watched Teladorian coat his cock with lubricant then smear more on his fingers. He stepped behind Azariel and parted his tight round ass cheeks. Azariel's eyes closed when Teladorian pushed his fingers in.
"How's that feel?” There was a thread of challenge in Teladorian's silky tone.
Azariel's cock jerked inside her and the firm motion of Teladorian's hand pushed him deeper. She tightened her inner muscles and enjoyed the show. Azariel gasped, shivering as Teladorian fucked him with his fingers.
Teladorian's eyes gleamed with predatory pleasure. Mine. The word whispered across their link. You're both mine.
The motion slowed then paused as Teladorian replaced his fingers with his cock. Azariel moaned. His features tensed with a captivating mixture of pleasure and anticipation. He grasped her hips and matched Teladorian's first real thrust.
Teladorian's cock extended each of Azariel's strokes as the men found a rhythm that flowed from one body into the next. She responded to the tight slide of Azariel's cock, while Teladorian's pleasure flooded her mind.
Azariel thrust faster, Teladorian matching him beat for beat. Bending to her breast, Azariel suckled urgently. She tangled her fingers in his long blond hair, while she stared into Teladorian's passion-glazed eyes.
Bloodlust broke through her desire and she snarled helplessly, tossing her head from side to side. Azariel offered his wrist, without raising his mouth from her breast. She accepted the offer with a soft cry and sank her fangs into his flesh. Blood flowed across her tongue, sizzling with life and arousal.
The link expanded, drawing Azariel into the bond. Sophie whimpered around his wrist, overwhelmed by the rush of new sensations. The circle was complete. They were three, yet they were one. Her mouth drew upon his wrist, his mouth mimicking each deep pull, while his pleasure echoed through her mind.
Teladorian came first, thrusting into Azariel as his body shuddered violently. Azariel released her breast and followed Teladorian into oblivion. His seed burst within her, the hot jets triggering her orgasm. She sagged across the tiles as pleasure washed over her in dizzying waves.
She didn't realize she still held his arm until Azariel gently separated her mouth from his flesh. “Feel better?” He smiled into her eyes.
"That was ... amazing,” she whispered.
Tenderness flooded into her mind and she shifted her gaze to Teladorian. He still looked a bit dazed, but a smile bowed his lips as well. “You'll get no argument from me."
* * * *
Cadin soared through the night, absorbing emotional flares and stray thoughts. Duarte would be pleased with the amount of information Cadin had been able to verify, but his reaction to the facts was likely to be less pleasant. Duarte's nature was dark and malevolent. Truly evil beings were impossible to manipulate, but their energy was especially potent. That was the reason Cadin bonded with Duarte's son rather than Duarte himself. Emit was malleable and highly susceptible to suggestion. Using Emit like a puppet kept Cadin amused, while still allowing access to Duarte's energy.
The Duarte compound was part luxurious estate, part fortress. Cadin passed through barriers, both physical and metaphysical, with effortless ease. Teladorian's protection spells might hinder corporeal beings, but they were no problem for Cadin. Remaining too long away from their dimensional anchors, on the other hand, created all sorts of problems for Cadin's kind.
Emit was hopelessly predictable. When he wasn't sucking down blood, he was gorging on pussy. The idiot was insatiable. Cadin found him in one of the smaller bedrooms on the top level of the rambling house. He sprawled on his back, fully dressed except for his open fly. His two companions, however, were naked. Both large-breasted blondes—even his taste in pussy was predictable. With eager hands and willing mouths, they accommodated his every need.
One blonde bent over his lap, skillfully deep-throating his cock. Her body was angled toward his head so the woman straddling his face could finger-fuck her pussy. Cadin watched from the shadows for a moment, titillated by the sheer carnality of the display. Why was fucking so appealing to corporeal beings? The pleasure was fleeting and the complications many. The reward didn't seem worth the price. Even so, the phenomenon fascinated Cadin.
Emit lifted Blonde One off his face and flipped her onto her back. She spread her legs wide, the invitation unmistakable. He crawled between her thighs and thrust his cock into her waiting passage. His hips began a fast rocking motion that had her moaning and thrashing in no time.
"Over here,” he said to Blonde Two. She moved to face him, straddling Blonde One's head. “Oh yeah, let me see you lick her cunt. That's so fucking hot!"
Blonde Two matched him thrust for thrust. She ground her pussy against Blonde One's mouth, while he pounded away between Blonde One's plump thighs. He used one hand on each woman, rolling their nipples and squeezing their breasts.
Cadin hated to interrupt the lusty threesome, but he was dangerously depleted. Finish quickly. I need you. He sent the command to Emit's brain and a moment later he shuddered with release.
Emit pulled out of Blonde One's body and casually righted his clothes. “You'll have to finish by fucking each other. I'm needed elsewhere."
The blondes had no objection. Blonde Two simply leaned forward and buried her face between Blonde One's thighs. Emit paused to watch them devour each other then shook away the sensuous spell and hurried from the room.
Cadin melded with him, not caring where he was headed. Being separated for so long had taken more energy than Cadin realized.
Do you have the answers Father is expecting? He's been unbearable since you left.
I'm confident I can lighten his mood. Cadin absorbed Emit's energy with greedy relish, strengthening their bond. Chaos beings were not indigenous to this dimension. They could only survive here by anchoring themselves to a physical entity. Once the anchor bond was established they could depart for short periods of time, but the bond could not be formed with another as long as the anchor being was alive.
You feel odd, Emit said. What's wrong with you?
The mission was more taxing than I anticipated. It might take me a few hours to recover.
Is there anything I can do to help?
I'll be fine. I just needed to reestablish our connection. Is your father available?
Let's find out. Emit descended the wide front stairs and knocked on the door to his father's office.
"Come in,” Duarte called.<
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Emit moved into the office and Cadin reached for Duarte, siphoning his energy without releasing Emit.
"What do you need?” Duarte sounded impatient and annoyed.
"Cadin has returned."
Materializing required more energy than Cadin could spare at present. Instead Cadin sent vivid images to Duarte's mind.
"Damn it!” Duarte rubbed his eyelids with his fingertips. “Why did Haize choose this moment to abandon his solitude?"
"What did Cadin show you?"
"Haize and his friend interrupted the hit and now they're all at Teladorian's house indulging in a regular fuckfest."
"So, what do we do?"
Duarte scratched his chin and shook his head. “Nothing, right now. We wait until they let down their guard, and then we take out all three of them."
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Chapter Five
The next week passed in a blur of sensual delight. Teladorian had never been so happy in his long life. Nights were spent with Sophie and Azariel, exploring all the ways three people could pleasure each other.
Daytime activities were more varied. Teladorian and Azariel required less sleep than Sophie. Still, they tried to adapt to her nocturnal schedule as much as possible. Despite Duarte's apparent withdrawal, Teladorian insisted someone stay with Sophie during the day and protect her while she slept.
They were snuggling together on the sofa one night, Azariel on the right, Sophie lying in Teladorian's lap. Azariel muted the television and asked, “What are you thinking about? You've been brooding all day."
"Duarte is a ruthless bastard,” Teladorian muttered, absently stroking Sophie's hair. “There is no way he gave up this easily."
"Monique told me there have been no other threats or attacks.” She swung her feet to the floor and sat up. “I've been cautiously optimistic."
"When did you speak with your sister?” He wasn't upset that she'd made contact. He was just surprised she hadn't mentioned it to him.
