Bron grunted. “Hardly enough room to turn around in and only one bed.”
“Which we shared,” Sorin said quietly. “With Kayla between us.”
“I remember that.” Bron’s voice was uncharacteristically soft.
Kayla bit her lip as both sets of eyes—the gold and the ice blue—turned in her direction. She hadn’t been thinking of that particular aspect of their trip when she’d begun—she had just wanted to get her guys talking to her and to each other again.
Well, it worked—it got them talking, she thought. Talking about all the wrong things.
Still, she didn’t want to give up on the conversation just because it had gotten awkward—it was still better than silence.
“What I remember is the way Bron snored and Sorin talked in his sleep,” she said, grinning at both of them. “I thought I’d never get any shut-eye that night.”
“He only snores until you turn him on his side,” Sorin said, unexpectedly coming to the Beast Kindred’s defense. “And I usually only talk in my sleep when I’m restless.”
“Once the three of us all settled down on our sides like spoons in a drawer, we were fine,” Bron remarked. He looked at Kayla. “I hadn’t thought of that in a while, small one. I guess that time in the lab wasn’t the only time Sorin and I have had you between us.”
“But…we didn’t do anything, uh, sexual on that trip,” Kayla protested, feeling her cheeks get hot. “We were just having fun.”
“Not overtly sexual,” Sorin remarked. “But I remember my shaft getting hard when you pressed your sweet ass against me, leelah.”
“Mine was fucking hard too when I felt her soft breasts against my back,” Bron rumbled. He looked at Kayla. “Did it affect you at all? Being between us like that? Did it make you aroused?”
“I…I don’t…” For the life of her, Kayla couldn’t understand how the innocent conversation she’d started had gotten so off-track.
“Why are you asking her that?” Sorin said, frowning. “Can’t you see you’re making her uncomfortable?”
“You’re the one who pointed out that we both got aroused having her between us,” Bron growled. “Besides, the two of us have been acting like arrogant fucking idiots, talking about making her choose between us. Maybe she doesn’t want to choose because she doesn’t have sexual feelings for either one of us. Maybe she only acted as she did in the lab because of the Xi-46. Did you ever think of that?”
“No, I didn’t.” Sorin sounded subdued. “I guess we have been pretty arrogant.” He looked at Kayla. “Do you have sexual desire for either or both of us, Kayla?”
Kayla’s mouth was dry and her lips felt numb.
“How…how can you ask me that?” she finally managed to get out. She sometimes thought she would never get over the way her guys just came out and said things. Things human guys would never have been willing to say because they related to emotional matters that most human guys weren’t comfortable talking about.
Well, I’m not comfortable talking about it either! she thought.
Sorin shrugged. “I just thought as long as Bron and I are no longer pretending that we don’t want you, we might as well get everything out into the open.”
“Sorin’s right,” Bron growled. “We should talk about it—about which of us you want.”
But Kayla wasn’t about to sit still for this.
“I told you,” she snapped, “I’m not having the two of you fight over me like two mangy mutts fighting over a bone!”
With a glare at both of them, she got up and left the front of the shuttle, going back to the living quarters where she could be alone.
She stormed into the bedroom, which was mostly taken up with the huge, 3-person Twin Kindred bed, and began to pace back and forth in the limited space between the bed and the wall.
What the hell is wrong with them? Now that they finally admitted their feelings they’ve turned into a couple of jerks!
But she couldn’t help thinking of what Sorin had asked her, “Do you have sexual feelings for either or both of us?” And Bron had asked if she had gotten aroused sleeping between them.
Of course you were aroused, whispered a guilty little voice in the back of her head. Don’t you remember? You waited until they both fell asleep and then you got off like crazy.
Though she tried to repress it, Kayla couldn’t quiet push the memory to the back of her mind. Couldn’t forget waiting for the men on either side of her to sleep and then, when their breathing was deep and even, slipping her fingers between her thighs and starting to stroke.
She even remembered what she’d fantasized about. Lying in bed between them and letting them touch her—touch her all over. Their big hands roving over her naked flesh…teasing the stiff peaks of her nipples…sliding over her breasts and belly and flanks…Bron would be growling his desire, deep in his throat and Sorin would be whispering that she should just relax and open herself…open herself to both of them…
I never came so hard in my life, Kayla admitted to herself. Lying there between them, fantasizing about both of them while I touched myself…
The memory seemed to bring a kind of pleasurable ache to her body that centered in her breasts and between her thighs. What had made her silent, middle of the night self-pleasuring session even hotter was knowing that her guys would be able to detect her scent and know that she was aroused later.
Kayla remembered how they had inhaled deeply the next morning and had looked at her and exchanged looks with each other. Then Sorin had made some excuse to kiss her hand—the one she’d touched herself with. And Bron had licked govan-berry jam that she’d spilled off her fingers at breakfast. Kayla remembered seeing the bulges in both their trousers and knowing they were for her.
But she hadn’t said anything because none of them ever said anything. It was the unspoken attraction between them—all three of them. And all the while they just went on and on, pretending they were only friends and—
“Ouch!” Kayla exclaimed involuntarily as a sharp pain lanced through her. Though her breasts to be exact. “What the hell?” she muttered, looking down at herself. What was going on now?
To her shock and horror, she saw that her already-full breasts were getting even fuller and her nipples were poking sharply out under the professional white silk blouse she wore. As she watched, a tiny stain of moisture bloomed over one nipple and then began to spread to the rest of her blouse. Then the same thing happened on the other side. At the same time, another pain hit her—a desperate emptiness between her legs that made her squeeze her thighs together and double over.
Oh God, what was she going to do?
Chapter Seven
Her guys must have been extremely attuned to her because it was scarcely a minute after her pains started that both of them came bursting in the bedroom door looking worried.
“What is it?” Bron asked, his golden eyes flashing. “We heard you cry out.”
“Are you well?” Sorin asked. “Is something wrong?”
Kayla bit her lip. She wanted in the worst way to deny that there was anything wrong with her. The two of them were already fighting over her—she didn’t need any more of their emotional mess to deal with. But the pain in her breasts—which she had covered with her arms when she heard them coming in—was getting worse by the second. And the pain between her legs was worsening too.
“I…um…” she began and then didn’t know how to go on.
“Kayla, drop your arms.” Bron’s deep voice was stern.
Kayla frowned stubbornly. “I don’t want to.”
“We need to see what’s wrong with you,” Sorin said, sounding no less stern than Bron. “It’s your breasts, isn’t it? Have they filled with nectar?”
“Of course they fucking have—why else would she be holding them that way?” Bron growled. “Come on, small one—let us see. We need to be able to help you.”
“Maybe I don’t want your help—did you think of that?” Kayla burst out. “You two are alre
ady fighting over me. I don’t need to add fuel to the fire by asking…asking you to…”
“Asking us to suck your nipples?” Sorin said softly.
“Well…yes.” Kayla glared at both of them defiantly. “Maybe…maybe I should just deal with this on my own.”
“You can’t.” Bron frowned at her. “Didn’t you hear what we told you earlier when we explained the symptoms Xi-45 causes? You could end up with permanent damage if you don’t get help.”
“Bron is right—why don’t you want us to help you?” Sorin asked. “Is it because you’re ashamed? Because you don’t have to be. Your body is simply reacting to the lust virus caused by the Xi-46. Nothing you do at this time is your fault.”
“It’s not just that, although it is damn embarrassing,” Kayla said tightly. “It’s that…look, we’ve all been such good friends for so long. But ever since we threw sex into the mix, our friendship is going down the drain. I don’t want to do that, guys—I don’t want to throw away the best friends I ever had just for a few minutes of sexual gratification.”
“My people don’t believe that three should touch as one sexually, either,” Sorin said in a low voice. “But…what if it wasn’t sexual?”
Bron raised an eyebrow at his friend. “We’re going to be sucking her sweet nipples, Sorin. I don’t see how that isn’t sexual.”
“I have to agree with Bron on that,” Kayla said, frowning. “Ouch!” she moaned as another surge of pain went through her breasts—they were getting really full.
“It’s only sexual if we make it sexual,” Sorin argued stubbornly. “Look, we aren’t doing this for our own gratification—not even for Kayla’s. We’d be doing it to ease her pain and help her get over her needing. We can keep things…businesslike if that makes her feel better.”
“Businesslike, hmm?” Bron still sounded skeptical. Kayla wasn’t too sure about it herself.
“I don’t know—” she began but Sorin cut her off.
“I’m not saying it has to be completely impersonal,” he clarified. “I just meant Bron and I can do this together the way we work together on a project in the lab. We can help you without letting our feelings get in the way.”
Kayla looked at both of them uncertainly.
“Do you really think so? You can…can help me without fighting over me? Because I have to tell you, this is getting pretty painful.”
“Let us help you,” Bron rumbled. “I swear no more will be said about you choosing between us. Sorin and I will work as a team to ease your pain.”
“You promise?” Kayla looked at both of them. The sleek blond head and the shaggy dark one nodded in perfect unison.
“You have our word,” Sorin swore. “Now please, leelah, let us see where you hurt so we can help you.”
Biting her lip again in embarrassment and need, Kayla moved her arms, revealing the fact that her lovely white silk blouse was completely ruined. Amber-colored stains had spread out from her nipples to discolor the fabric which meant that her bra was probably soaked through as well.
“Take off your blouse, Kayla,” Sorin said softly. “You know we cannot help you with it on.”
Kayla fumbled with the buttons, feeling like her fingers were all thumbs. Was she really going to open her shirt and peel off her bra to show the two huge Kindred her bare breasts just as she had in the lab? She supposed that she was but God, this was embarrassing!
What? More embarrassing than giving them both multiple blow jobs? whispered a little voice in her head.
Well, probably not, Kayla admitted to herself. But still, this wasn’t the way a woman acted with her coworkers or friends.
No, this is the way a woman acts with her lover—in this case, lovers, plural, the little voice remarked snarkily.
Shut up, Kayla told it as she opened her blouse, revealing a bra that used to be white but which was now dark gold with the nectar she had leaked. God, she must be going like a fountain under there! It was more embarrassing than ever and for a moment, she was afraid to take off her bra and find out.
“And your undergarments, small one,” Bron rumbled, motioning to her bra. “Take those off as well. Sorin and I need to be able to get to you.”
“God…” Kayla whispered. Her cheeks were so hot she felt like her forehead might catch on fire soon. But her throbbing nipples and over-full breasts wouldn’t let her stop. Slowly, with trembling fingers, she unhooked the clasp at the front of her bra and peeled it open.
The three of them were greeted to the sight of her bare breasts, much larger than normal and obviously swollen and over-full. Her nipples were berry-dark and so tight they hurt. They were leaking the amber nectar which flowed freely from her jutting peaks to make sticky trails down the undersides of her breasts.
“Goddess,” Bron growled hoarsely at the same time Sorin breathed,
“Mother of All Life!”
“You’re beautiful, Kayla,” Bron murmured. “But that’s got to fucking hurt.”
“It does,” Kayla whispered in a small, tight voice. “It really does. Can…can you help me?”
“Of course we can—and we will.” Sorin made a motion. “Why don’t you get in the middle of the bed? Bron and I can lie on either side of you and, uh, help you out.”
“Okay—just make sure you touch me at the same time,” Kayla warned him, climbing onto the vast, Twin Kindred-sized bed and settling herself in the middle. “This isn’t a place I want to be shocked.”
“We’ll be careful,” Sorin promised.
“We would never hurt you,” Bron murmured.
Both of them climbed onto the bed on either side of her—Bron on her right and Sorin on her left. They looked at each other and a silent signal seemed to past between them. Without a word, they both reached for Kayla and touched her at the same time, Bron cupping her right breast and Sorin her left.
Kayla had tensed herself up but their touch was gentle and there was no electrical shock this time. With a sigh, she relaxed, letting some of the tension drain from her limbs. She was still a little nervous about letting her guys suck her nipples though. For the moment, they seemed to just be looking at her.
“Gods, small one—so beautiful,” Bron growled hoarsely. “I love how dark and tight your nipples are.”
“I love them too,” Sorin confessed. “We have no one with skin your lovely brown color on Tranq Prime. I love how ripe your peaks are, leelah.”
“Th-thank you,” Kayla stuttered. She was feeling a strange mixture of arousal and embarrassment. “But, well, they really hurt.” She hurt between her thighs too, but she wasn’t about to mention that. That would be even worse than asking them to suck her breasts—she wasn’t up for that kind of mortification.
“Let us ease your ache, then,” Bron murmured. He looked across at Sorin. “As one?”
“As one,” the Blood Kindred agreed.
Bending their heads, they took Kayla’s nipples into their mouths at the same time and began to suck, their bonding scents rising around her and filling her senses. Bron’s dark, spicy aroma mixed with Sorin’s sharp, icy scent and somehow the two of them made her feel comforted…made her feel whole.
Kayla gasped and threw back her head as the growing tension in her breasts finally eased. Oh God, that felt good! She hadn’t realized how much pain she’d been in until it finally began to dissipate.
The tight fullness in her breasts began to go away as Bron and Sorin sucked and swallowed diligently, draining the sweet, sticky nectar from her nipples and sending sparks of pleasure from her taut peaks straight down to the spot between her legs where she felt so empty.
She looked down at them—the dark head and the light. Her guys, working together to ease her pain and bring her pleasure. For a moment she was overcome with love for them. True to their word, they were doing this as a team—as one—just as they worked together in the lab on some shared project.
Only I’m the shared project now, she admitted to herself. And I never thought I’d be in this position be
tween them, letting both of them suck my nipples at the same time.
Of course she’d fantasized about it, if she was honest with herself—even dreamed about it once or twice. But she’d never dreamed it might be possible to let her guys share her sexually in any way. Beast Kindred were too savage and Blood Kindred too vengeful to ever share a female the way Twin Kindred were born to do. But Bron and Sorin were doing this together, both touching her, both sucking her tender peaks and neither growling or angry at the other as they sought to ease her pain.
Don’t get too used to it, Kayla told herself grimly. You know it’s only temporary. As soon as they finish, they’ll be back to scrapping over you like dogs with a bone.
But for now she just wanted to enjoy the feeling of two hot mouths on her nipples, two sets of hands massaging her breasts to coax the sticky nectar to their lips.
But as the pain in her breasts eased, the emptiness and ache in her pussy grew. Kayla tried to ignore it but it got worse and worse—as though her body, once satiated in one way, had to complain in another way that she was in pain.
She shifted and crossed her legs, then crossed them again the other way. She squeezed her thighs together tightly.
Ignore it, she told herself sternly. Don’t mention it—don’t even think about it. If you do, they’ll fight over who gets to fill you—to fuck you and bond you. And one of them will have to be left out and everything will be ruined. So don’t say a word!
But all her shifting around and pressing her thighs together got Sorin’s attention. He looked up at her, letting her dark nipple slide from between his lips.
“What is it, leelah?” he murmured, making sure to keep his hand on her breast so she wouldn’t get a shock while Bron still sucked on the other side. “What’s bothering you now?”
“Nothing,” Kayla lied uneasily. “I…I’m fine.”
Bron let her right nipple go with a last, sucking kiss.
“Bullshit,” he said flatly. “I can smell how hot your pussy is, Kayla. You have the emptiness too, don’t you?”
“No!” Kayla said quickly. “No, really I don’t!”
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