Song of Desire

by Marilyn Lee

  “You’ll be allowed to accompany her.”

  Hawk stared at him, frowning. “I almost believe you. Who are you?”

  Thorn shrugged. “Maybe I’ll let you know when I do. Until then, there’s a lovely, passionate woman waiting for us.”

  “You know I don’t like sharing her with you.”

  “I could say the same, but what would be the point? She loves you.”

  Hawk sighed. “I’m afraid she loves you more.”

  “Love? She’s discovered the passionate nature she’s been hiding for years. And you were the one fortunate enough to first ignite it. She loves you. She has a physical desire for me, but that’s not love.”

  “It’s more than physical.”

  Thorn sucked in a breath. “It would be better for her if it’s not. Now let’s go inside.” He turned.

  Hawk gripped his arm.

  He turned back to face the other male. “What is it?”

  “Do you love her?”

  “Love is not something I…” He shook his head. “Her heart and her future lie with you.”

  “She’s promised to Drakon.”

  “I know, but her future happiness lies with you. Now, she’s waiting.”

  Hawk sighed. “But for which one of us?”

  “Let’s give her what she wants. Both of us.”

  Hawk nodded. “Okay.”

  Sierra woke in the mating swing to find a naked and aroused Thorn standing between her thighs.

  Hawk stood at her side, caressing her breasts. Like Thorn, he was nude and erect.

  Looking up into his eyes, she felt a warm glow. She reached for his hand.

  As he bent to brush his warm lips against hers, she felt two of Thorn’s fingers sliding along her pussy. He moved his hands around her body to caress her buttocks. “You have a lovely ass.”

  She dragged her mouth away from Hawk’s to look at Thorn, her heart racing. The thought of anal sex with Thorn excited her. And yet part of her wanted to keep that as something which belonged to her and Hawk alone. She shook her head.

  Noting the quick look he and Hawk exchanged, she frowned. “I’m sore. I don’t think I can take you there.”

  “Or you’d rather keep that for Hawk?”

  Her cheeks burned. “I...I...”

  He stroked her cheek. “Never mind. You’re both entitled.”

  She glanced at Hawk. The tender look in his gaze warmed her all over.

  Thorn’s big hands gently parted her cheeks. Hawk smiled at her as he covered his dick with the lube and then pressed several fingers full of lube inside her anus.

  The cool lube, quickly warmed as Hawk eased his fingers in and out of her. Within moments, Sierra’s bottom felt warm and ready to welcome Hawk’s hard shaft again. She wiggled in the seat.

  Hawk’s lips pressed against her face, near her ear. “Are you ready, sherica?”

  Sherica. She had never heard a sweeter word. “Yes,” she whispered.

  With Thorn holding her cheeks apart, Hawk moved close behind her. Sierra felt Hawk rubbing his length against her tight hole. Then with a sigh, Hawk pushed forward.

  “Oooh,” Sierra moaned as Hawk slipped inside her.

  Standing between her legs, Thorn stepped closer until his chest pressed against her breasts and his cock pulsed along the length of her pussy lips.

  Sierra stared at him, her lips parted, her eyes wide. To have them both...

  Hawk’s hands slid between her body and Thorn’s to cup over her breasts. Then he surged forward. As Hawk’s cock took slow possession of her bottom, Sierra sank her teeth into her bottom lip. Thorn’s lips covered hers, swallowed her gasp of pain and sucked her tongue into his mouth.

  Moaning against Thorn’s sweet, demanding lips, Sierra closed her hands around his waist, urging him closer until the length of his cock pressed along the length of her wet folds. Hawk’s hands gently squeezed her breasts as he eased the last few inches of himself in Sierra’s bottom.

  “By the Goddess, this is so sweet,” Hawk whispered against her ear. Hawk slowly eased in and out of her ass.

  Pain tinged with fleeting jolts of pleasure fought for dominance in her bottom. Pressing long, drugging kisses against her parted lips, Thorn drew his cock along her slit as he rubbed her clit. She slide her hands down his body to his taut ass and held the hard, twin mounds of flesh against her palms.

  He shuddered against her and she decided he liked having her hands on him. What else would he like? She pulled her lips from him and kissed her way across his collar bone before licking and kissing her way down his chest.

  Hawk’s dick sliding in and out of her bottom started to feel much nicer. The edge of pain fled in the face of mounting delight. Being sandwiched between two demanding lovers with her bottom full and her pussy lips parted by a hot cock was too delicious.

  Thorn lifted her chin and lowered his head, reclaiming her mouth. He kissed her with enough hunger to make her pussy tingle. There was something almost magical about his kiss. Each time she felt his lips move on or over hers, something wonderful and timeless happened to her heart.

  Pressing one hand between their bodies, she closed her fingers around the base of his shaft. She squeezed and tugged up and down the hard length in time with Hawk’s now forceful lunges into her bottom.

  Thorn thrust his hips forward.

  She slipped her other hand below his cock to cup his heavy balls. Eager to feel their contents spilling over her fingers, she again dragged her lips from his and closed them over one of his nipples.

  She flicked her tongue along the small, dark nub. Delight sliced through her as it pebbled under her tongue.

  “Ahhh.”

  The sound of masculine contentment heightened her own satisfaction. She sucked at his nipples, and massaged and squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles.

  “Ahhh.” He shuddered and slipped his hands down her body to hold her still. He thrust her hips backwards, pushing her ass onto Hawk’s thick dick.

  She gasped and the world around her blew apart, and then quickly rained down on her in a riot of microscopic, very satisfied pieces.

  She came so hard, her juices seeped from her pussy. Squeezing his cock and balls, she slumped against Thorn’s chest. He grunted and she felt his seed erupting from his cock inside her. Behind her, Hawk bit into her shoulder and pinched her breasts hard as he emptied his seed deep in Sierra’s now sore ass.

  Hawk eased out of her bottom with a long, low grunt.

  “Oooh.” Sierra released Thorn to reach back to massage her bottom.

  Thorn lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. They sprawled on their sides, facing each other. Hawk pressed a light kiss against Sierra’s shoulder. “I’ll leave you alone with him,” he whispered.

  Sierra nodded and sighed with pleasure when Thorn pulled her into his arms to cuddle her close to him. He stroked his hands down her back and shoulders. She smiled and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. She had never expected to feel this strange need for any man.

  To feel it for two felt like part blessing part curse. Music had been the driving force of her life. Nothing had been allowed to overshadow the time and energy she spent composing and performing her various compositions.

  Lying in Thorn’s arms, feeling very satisfied and content, she realized that she had not thought of her music once since those first sweet hours with him. And Hawk.

  Between the two of them, they had helped her experience many of the emotions she had often written about but never expected to feel. The thought of having any other man, like Drakon, inside her created a new furor of rebellion.

  Why should she give up Hawk or Thorn even for a moment while she mated with Drakon in the hope of bearing a child who would rule their combined lands? Why should she mate with Drakon at all when she wanted Thorn and Hawk?

  She lifted her head and looked up at him. “Who are you?” She stroked her fingers over his cheek. “Do you know?”

  “Yes.”

  Hi
s answer surprised her. “Who are you?”

  “I am…Thorn…”

  “A healer?” She reached around her body to capture one of his big hands. She sensed a measure of power in him. His touch elicited pure pleasure and excitement.

  He sighed. “I don’t know…I think I am…but I don’t know for certain.”

  “How did you come to be on Bluhari?”

  He frowned. “I don’t know.”

  “But you are from Telmira?” She asked of a neighboring planet.

  He hesitated. “I think I am.”

  “Well, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is this.” Pressing herself against his cock, she urged him onto his back. Sprawling on the expanse of his chest, she smiled down at him and pressed her lips against his.

  He made a small, incoherent sound, cupped a big hand over the back of her head, and they shared a series of long, slow delicious kisses. They bit and nibbled at each other’s lips, allowed their tongues to dance and mate as they explored each other’s mouths, and willingly surrendered their hearts on an altar comprised partly of unbridled lust and partly of a love and need neither had ever felt.

  The probing, magical kisses they shared possessed such power and depth, they both groaned and came without any vaginal penetration. As she shuddered against him with her pussy flooding, she felt his cock twitching before his cum jetted against her body.

  She lay gasping against his lips for several moments, before she lifted her head and stared down at him. “What was that? What just happened between us?”

  He opened his green eyes. Although he appeared to look at her, his gaze was unfocused. She touched his cheek. “Thorn? Thorn are you all right? Thorn…”

  Chapter Seven

  On another planet, Thorn and another tall, green–eyed male, accompanied by a tall, dark skinned woman holding a crystal in her hand, ran through a dense forest toward a cave. The Cave of Journeying.

  Inside the cave, whirling mists greeted them.

  The woman turned to him. “My crystal is not yet active!”

  Thorn held panic at bay. Only an active woman crystal would ensure safe passage from Telmira to another world.

  “Rutledge, you two are healers. You can cast a healing aura around us. Perhaps if we hold hands and jump together, we’ll survive.”

  With the sounds of approaching pursuit, they joined hands, and jumped into the mists. They were immediately caught up in a riot of colors and sounds...and then…nothing. Nothing…until he woke up on Bluhari.

  Thorn blinked, focused his gaze, and looked up into Sierra’s worried face.

  “Thorn? What’s wrong?”

  He stroked his hands down her back. “I…I was remembering…part of who I am…”

  “Really?” She slid off him and sat against the back of her bed.

  He sat up and rested beside her in a similar position.

  “What did you remember?”

  He shook his head. “I’m not sure.” He turned to look at her. “I’m not sure of much of anything except that when I’m with you…when we kiss…my memory is triggered.” He touched her lips. “The secret of my past is locked within the magic of your kiss.”

  She shook her head. “It’s not my kiss that’s magic. It’s yours.”

  “What difference does it make whose kiss is magic? You can restore my memory.” He cupped her face and bent his head.

  The chamber doors opened. He released her and gazed toward the door. A tall, shapely woman with dark skin and long hair stood there.

  Sierra draped a cover over her body. “Sorenia! What’s wrong?”

  Thorn made no effort to cover his erection and he noted Sierra’s sister’s gaze resting on his cock for several moments before she finally spoke. “I need to talk to you.”

  “About what?”

  She cast a quick look at Thorn. “It’s private.”

  “Okay. Just let me…finish here and—”

  “Finish?” Thorn watched Sorenia toss her head, sending her long, dark hair twirling around her bare shoulders. “I need to talk to you now, Sierra.”

  “Now?”

  “Yes. I thought you’d welcome the interruption.” Sorenia’s dark eyes raked over them. “But maybe I was wrong. You look like you’re enjoying being with him and having his…weapon inside you.”

  Thorn turned his head in time to watch Sierra’s long lashes sweep down to conceal the expression in her eyes. After a long moment, she met his gaze briefly. “This is my sister, Sorenia.”

  He nodded. “You two are very alike.”

  She needs to talk to me. Would you leave us alone?”

  Thorn’s immediate reaction was to refuse. He wanted to fuck Sierra again, but a sudden, inner voice whispered to him. Younger siblings should be cherished and protected. He nodded and rose. “Of course.”

  She caught his hand as he started to turn away. “Don’t go far.”

  He squeezed her hand and smiled.

  “Will you wait in the garden?”

  “Yes.” He stroked her cheek and left the chamber.

  Sierra rose from the bed and crossed the room to look at Sorenia. “What’s wrong?”

  Sierra bit her lip. “It’s Ren.”

  “What about him?”

  “He...came to my chamber last night and...”

  “And what?”

  Sorenia sucked in a breath. “He...rubbed my pussy and when I didn’t stop him...he put me on the bed and...put his fingers in me...he made me...feel very strange...then he climbed on top of me and...put his...weapon in me.”

  Sierra narrowed her gaze. “He hurt you?”

  “Yes...no!” Sorenia bit her lip. “I think I...kind of...liked it after awhile...while he lay on me...he kept pushing it in deeper and deeper and he moved his mouth on my nipples, and then he made me feel very strange between my legs...”

  “You liked it?”

  Sorenia bent her head, allowing her hair to cover her cheeks. “I don’t know...but he did...he kept kissing my lips, touching my pussy, and whispering all kinds of indecent things in my ears.”

  “What kind of things?”

  Sorenia shook her head.

  Sierra put a hand under her chin to lift her face. “You can tell me, Renia.”

  “He...he said I had the best pussy he’d ever had and it made him very happy to be a man and that it made his cock happy.”

  “How did you respond?”

  “I didn’t know what to say because all the time he was whispering to me, he was pushing his weapon deeper into me...making the muscles in my belly tighten and my pussy flood...he put his hands under my ass and rutted into me until I couldn’t stop shaking or making strange...moaning noises...oh, Sierra...I think I...he says he’s coming back to fuck me again and...”

  “And you’re afraid?”

  “I...” She sucked in a breath. “He says he’s going to fuck me until I like it.”

  “Oh, Renia. I’m so sorry.”

  “So am I...because I think...I...like it...”

  Sierra pushed the hair away from Sorenia’s cheeks. “Then what’s wrong?”

  “He made me feel very strange...I’m an athlete...I shouldn’t like cock but my pussy gets hot and wet every time I think about him walking toward me naked.”

  Sierra smiled and hugged her sister. “I think that we’re both going to have to learn how to deal with being sensual women who enjoy cock while retaining our other passions.”

  Sorenia looked up at her. “You like cock too?”

  “I don’t know if I like cock in general or if I just like Hawk and Thorn’s cock.”

  Sorenia’s lips parted. “You’ve had both their cocks in you?”

  She nodded. “It hurt at first but now I like...I love it and wouldn’t want to give it up. It’s okay for us to like it, Renia.”

  In Sierra’s private garden, Thorn slid into the bath and closed his eyes. Within moments, he was asleep and dreaming.

  Thorn and two others, a male and a woman were being chased through a f
orest. Even as he ran, he wondered why he did. Why didn’t he stop, turn to face their pursuers, lift his right hand, and stop them with the power at his disposal? Instead, he fled inside the cave and…

  “Thorn? Thorn, wake up.”

  He groaned and opened his eyes. Sierra had joined him in the bath. A worried frown marred her beautiful face. “Sierra?”

  “You were having a nightmare. Someone was chasing you.” She touched his cheek. “Are you all right?”

  “Kiss me.”

  “Thorn?”

  Determined not to allow the dream to fade away, he pulled her close, cupped a hand over the back of her head, and pressed his lips against hers. As he kissed her, instead of totally surrendering to his need for her, as he usually did, he channeled his energies. While allowing his body to lose itself in the delight of her lips, he kept a firm grip on his mind.

  The dream, which had begun to dissipate, solidified briefly.

  He lifted his mouth from Sierra’s, released her, and sank back against the bath, breathing deep to help retain the memory.

  He must have been injured and separated from the other two during their unauthorized jump through the mists in the Cave of Journeying. The woman had been kind and aided in their escape. Although his present situation was not much of an improvement over the one he had fled on Telmira, he owed her a lot. If the opportunity presented itself, he would have to do everything he could to repay her. He frowned. More pressing, was the need to locate the male who he suspected was important to him.

  Soft hands rested on his shoulders. “Thorn? What is it? Don’t shut me out. Let me share whatever you’re feeling.”

  He opened his eyes and took her in his arms, settling her body against his. “I have vague memories of fleeing from Telmira with someone…two other people. I don’t know how we came to be separated or what happened to them.”

  He must have been unsuccessful in hiding his despair because she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “What happened to you?”

  “I don’t know. All I can remember is waking up here in the desert with Mila and other women fucking themselves on me. Before that…” He frowned and closed his eyes. “I think…I think she found me in front of one of the portals.”