by M. Garnet
Oh. Leant’s moan was in his mind. Oh—I need some ice, and I need to kick you in the nuts.
Yep, I feel your pain, actually I do feel your pain. Bleak went to the meal table where he picked up a napkin. He filled it with ice to take to his brother. He saw her trying to get off the couch, so with a shrug from Leant, he slammed her with a couple of pillows that knocked her back down on the couch.
She let out a yelp as pillows rose then came out of the air at her, hitting her squarely and slamming her onto her back on the couch. Maybe she had done something that was a little extreme. Lying there among the pillows, she had second thoughts about making a couple of guys that were twice her size that angry. She also was aware that the pillows had moved by themselves, as he had only glanced at her as he went to help his brother. They had explained that when they got together, their mental powers increased. Did that mean being able to handle things without touching them?
She curled up, lying on her side as she watched the two men come to the couch where she huddled with a pillow clutched to her chest.
In mind speak, Bleak finally felt sorry for his brother. Do you need help moving?
Go jump off the cliff.
Hey, just trying to help an old man. After all, you were the one to point out what a tiny, fragile female she was.
They moved together toward the couch and Leant lay down to pamper his important physical part with ice. Leant lay back, putting the napkin filled with ice on his crotch. Bleak moved to sit on the other side of her.
She watched as they looked at each other, then suddenly there was laughter..
Should I get a medical for you? Of course you will be unable to follow up on that kiss, so I should just take the female out of your sight. At this point, Bleak ducked as the napkin with ice was thrown at him. It flew past him and he heard the ice separating and scattering on the floor behind the couch. Both men laughed which was something Bleak almost never did away from Leant.
Bleak looked over at Lorelei. “My brother gave you a nice kiss and you did him some damage. I think you owe him a kiss in return.”
She was shocked to hear Bleak’s voice so near her head. She turned to face him. He had leaned down over her.
“Set me free.”
“Sure, and where will you go? Caught by other traders to be taken to a prostitution house where you will be mis-used by others more frequently than you want to think about? We have had this talk before. You aren’t going to be set free. Now, you owe my brother for the damage you did.” He pulled the pillow away from her hands and tossed it behind him.
She looked over at Leant as he lay on his back with his green eyes watching her intently. She looked back up at Bleak. “What?”
“Oh, nothing much, just a return kiss.” He had that same look with the green eyes. She just knew they were in each other’s minds.
Yep, she could handle this, so she slowly rose up. She moved on over with her legs tucked under her as she scooted up toward his face. She felt the strong hands of Bleak around her hips, just at the bend of her legs.
“No, no, sweet thing, not there…on the place where you hurt him.” There was a soft challenge in Bleak’s voice.
Now, she really did freeze. She understood what he wanted. He wanted her to kiss Leant’s male organ. Shit. She knew what this was all about—punishment and making a point. Misbehaving meant she was going to have to pay for it.
“I can’t do this—I have never done this.” She sat with her legs and heels folded together under her. She had a shudder as a feeling of sexual response passed through her body. What was that? What was wrong with her? No problem, they would think it was a tremble of fear.
An interesting thought, but I think you have run into an impasse, Commander. Leant’s mind had a question behind it.
You think? That shudder was not fear. Besides the pleasure you will have, is it not worth a small bet? Bleak couldn’t resist a provocation.
How many battles have you lost, Commander? Yes, a small bet. That green stone carving you won from me so many years ago. Now there was a smirk in Leant’s mind.
I haven’t lost a battle yet, and I want the matching yellow carving if I win again. Bleak actually added a head nod. Then, Bleak spoke to Lorelei. “You will learn. Just lean forward and untie his trousers and he will raise his hips so that you can slip them down.”
She heard him. She sat and bit her bottom lip. She looked up at his broad chest then up into his green eyes, the handsome face that showed no emotion. He had moved his hands to each side on the couch and just watched her as if watching a puzzle.
“I can’t—this is something you can’t make me do. So what next, do you bring out the whip? Do you tie me to a post or put electrodes on me, or what? Because you can’t make me do this.” She couldn’t help another shudder. She was glad she was sitting tight on her legs as she felt heat in her groin and some moisture.
“No, sweet thing. We wouldn’t want to mar your pretty body with marks. So, what we would do is go down to the servant’s quarters. We would pick out a female child. We will tie her to the post and whip her. She will be designated as your surrogate whenever you need punishment. Should we go down now, or can you return my brother’s favor?”
“You bastard,” she said in a hoarse voice as she slowly reached for the tie on Leant’s loose pants.
You bastard, Leant shared with his brother as he watched her in total concentration while her small hands undid the tie. He used his heels to raise his hips to allow her to slide the cloth down, exposing his erection. What an erection it was, too. He might have been sore for a moment, but the member had no memory—it only had the need—a need to accept all the blood his body was pumping down into it as he watched her face look at it and she took a deep breath.
She brought her shoulders down over her knees, bending at the hips as if in supplication before a king or God. However, instead of bringing her forehead to the dust, she brought her lips to the top of his staff. She planted a kiss and rose back up. He didn’t breathe until she had sat upright.
She heard Bleak. He was closer, a hand on each shoulder. “He gave you a soft kiss, you gave him pain, so you must take the pain away. Take his rod into your mouth and suck on it.” He felt the shudder pass through her.
It was a faint whisper. “Oh, God.” Still, she did bend back down in the supplication mode. She took the big cock in her small hand. It felt strange, steel encased in soft flesh. She had to rise up on her knees to use both hands to lift up and reach around the heavy erection. She leaned forward bent at the hips and slowly took the large top into her mouth.
Brother, you must breathe in order to give me the yellow carving. Share with me. He smiled as Leant at last filled his lungs and blew out a deep breath in a grip of feeling that would be hard to express except in the mind of his twin. He sank into the pleasure of the hot mouth around the cock that stretched the small opening, but brought the soft tongue underneath that she finally moved against the round ridge at the bottom of the hood.
She was lost in the moment. The taste surprised her, the drop at the top when she put her mouth around and held her breath to take the large tip in. She let the moisture hit her tongue it was salty and clean like the ocean. She felt Bleak’s hand in her hair, moving her head down further on the rigid cock. She fought the gag reflex. But the surprise came when he pushed up her shirt over her upright hips and, using his other hand, he spread her knees further apart. She almost bit down as she felt him rub a rough finger along the wet slit of her other lips. He found her nub, already swollen and tender. She moaned around the member in her mouth.
Bleak sighed. She is drenched in honey, her body so rich in lust.
Leant didn’t know who he was mind speaking to, himself or his brother. Gods and Goddesses, keep this up and I am going to come in her.
Bleak chuckled. Wait, get some of that control you are famous for.
Suddenly, she was in the air, her mouth away from the large erect
ion of Leant, who was still just watching her with those intense green eyes. Bleak had his arm around her waist. He was up and then spreading her legs, and stepping between Leant’s legs, he held her over the turgid member, still moist from her mouth. Leant held it upright as Bleak lowered her down on it. She moaned and laid her head back against Bleak’s shoulder. She hung onto his iron-strong arm as she was slid down, deeper and deeper onto Leant. She groaned, knowing that she was moaning and saying no, no over again, but she didn’t know if she was saying the words out loud.
She felt Leant place his hands on her hips to help move her. She lost all conscious thought, but why did her body react? What made her body uncontrollable was that Bleak had slipped his hand down in front between her and Leant. As she moved up and down the thick slick cock, began to manipulate her swollen nub. She was no longer anything except a rising orgasm. She hit one and knew she was moaning as another began to build. She felt Leant begin to build toward his own release. She knew she would come when he did. She still moved on him as she felt the unforgiving fingers of Bleak push her higher. Leant growled as he sent his seeds into her body. She screamed as she came. her muscles contracting around him, milking him repeatedly. At last, Bleak let go of her. She fell forward onto Leant, hearing his heart beating, feeling his large chest moving as he fought for heavy breaths. Both of them were covered with sweat.
Still out of it and almost not awake, she felt herself being pulled off Leant. She was being placed on her back, her legs were being pulled up and spread. She fought her daze. She looked up, fighting the weakness of her muscles to try to push Bleak away as she found her legs pulled up on his shoulders.
“No, please, Bleak, I can’t.”
“You say that too much. Let your body do the talking.” He had his hands on her breasts. He was enjoying the fullness of the round orbs on her small body and he already had the two tight peaks into nubs. He took them between thumbs and fingers as he turned and twisted. She moaned as she brought up hands up to grab his wrists. Instead of pulling, she just hung on even though he sometimes brought pain. The pain sent an electric pulse of want to her sore loins that surprised her. She felt her hips began to move. She fought not to react. She hated herself that she was enjoying what he was doing. Why did she react to these two men? What was this strange attraction that was happening every time her body touched his?
“I don’t want this. Enough,” she pleaded. She closed her eyes, moving her head against the couch. Leant was there, holding her head and placing his mouth over hers, his tongue again in hers, a little rougher this time as he pulled on her tongue, biting on her bottom lip. Before she could speak, because of her mouth full of Leant, Bleak was working into her, his width pushing into her. The moisture of Leant let him move easily in and she whimpered in surrender.
Leant moved down her neck, pulling and sucking on the pulse as he continued moving down to her breast were he began to lick, moving his tongue over and around. He covered the breast and sucked and pulled. He had his hand on the other full breast, just mounding up the full soft flesh to knead it over and over, enjoying the feel of it in his large hand.
She was beyond senses. She screamed as the first orgasm hit her. She felt Bleak’s thighs slam against her. She screamed again as the next orgasm sent her up again, but before she came down, she felt Bleak hitting his release as his seed burst inside of her. She went over the top. The emotions were too much as she fainted while her body was still reflexing, milking on Bleak’s member. He kept himself from falling on her.
The two men lay on each side of her, looking at her with green eyes. She would have been happy to see emotions finally showing of their faces.
Did we break her? Leant thought out.
Bleak hardly had the mental strength to answer. No, my brother, she broke us.
Bleak, how many times have I told you that you have never proved that you are the oldest twin. You are right. She was like going through the sun and out the other side.
Bleak nodded as he answered. All in that tiny body.
You have been out in the Universe a lot more than me, have you ever had that experience when you fucked anyone else? Leant reached out to touch her hair as he mind spoke.
No, it is not only unique, but there is more. Do you feel the draw of us together? I see in your eyes, more than I ever did before. I feel in your body deeper than I did before.
Leant mind thought his agreement.
Bleak continued. It is all her inside muscles and how she uses them, even though she doesn’t want to use them. I think we all need a bath. Your tub is bigger than mine. Bleak looked over at his room.
They got up. Leant pulled her shirt all the way off and carried her as Bleak took his clothes off. By the time they reached the warm pool, Bleak took her, giving Leant time to strip down. They slid into the water and watched as she slowly opened her eyes.
The warm water felt so good to her strained muscles. She wanted to stretch out, but couldn’t even move on her own to make that happen. She knew what had happened, the potassium had been expended from her muscles with the extreme use the tight clenching. It would take a while for them to regain normal strength.
“I need a banana,” she whispered as she looked at two sets of disturbing green eyes.
What is that?
I have no idea. Both minds were working together as one.
“I don’t think we have any, what is it for?” Leant’s normal curiosity led him to ask.
She sighed and actually leaned against a broad chest. “A fruit with potassium, my muscles need potassium.”
Leant, you are the scientist, does that mean anything to you?
Well, yea, I have an idea. Her body used up some special minerals that she knows she needs to replenish. Let me get some tama. It has everything. That should help her.
He slid her feet off his lap to get up and went into the area of the meal. He chose a few items. put them on a plate, and grabbed a glass of slaram. Though it was an intoxicant, it might help her relax. He added a napkin and headed back. He set everything down on the edge of the pool, and sat back down next to Bleak to pull her legs into his lap.
“Lorelei.” He understood this was the first time he had said her name out loud. She opened her eyes only half way to look over at him. He took a small piece of fruit, placing it on her lips. She opened her mouth. He watched carefully, making sure she chewed and didn’t choke. She seemed to like the taste She looked at him through her eyelashes as she waited for him to place another small bite to her mouth. He fed her while Bleak took a soft sponge that came from the wild sea outside and began to wash her.
She was so weak, so tired after the athletic bout of sex with the two brothers who were treating her gently, but she knew in her fuzzy brain that more of the problem was that she hadn’t been eating. Worse, she had responded to the men. She had climaxed, again. Her traitorous body had responded to the invasion of the manhood that took her insides to a heat she didn’t understand. Between the large members of the men and the adroit fingers, she had felt a primitive need to accept and ascend. She had burst apart in orgasms of a type she had never experienced before. In her weakened state, lying in the warm water in the laps of these heavy muscles that were supporting her so carefully now, she knew she had to get away from them or they would own more than just her body. She was feeling some type of connection with the two men that just did not make sense to her intelligent mind.
A liquid was at her lips. She swallowed, her mouth dry and her throat raw from the screams torn during her passion. She drank some, but she was forced to drink all from the large glass. She felt the liquid curl with warmth into her stomach. She lay back after the glass was finally removed, empty.
What did you give her to drink? Bleak was surprised that it was getting so easy to speak in Leant’s mind.
Taste it, Leant suggested.
Bleak lowered his head. Holding her by her hair, he placed his lips over her parted mouth. He tasted the slaram,
but better, under it, the flavor that was uniquely her. He got lost in that small mouth.
She wasn’t sure if it was the fact that she was so tired or the effects of the alcohol, but she relaxed to let him have her lips, her tongue. He took it all, enjoying the lack of resistance. He opened his mind to let Leant taste this incredible soft mouth with the wine.
She moaned softly into his mouth. She raised a hand up his arm to his shoulder and he couldn’t resist. Not leaving her mouth, he pulled his hand out from under her. Lifting his legs, he arched her back. Bringing her breasts clear of the water, he ran his hands over the wet tips, first one and then the other. She moaned in his mouth again, but pushed her back up further, allowing him to sweep over again each tight nub as he teased the soft flesh.
He was looking at himself through the eyes of his brother. His legs had brought her body almost out of the water. She lay arched and open on his lap as his large dark hands spread across the pale warm skin of the round breast. She had one arm above as it climbed his arm up the shoulder while the other lay relaxed, floating below in the water.
They hadn’t turned the lights on when entering the room. The grey storm with the flickering of the distant lightning made their darker bodies seem shadows, but hers was like a pearl, being displayed by the storm in the water for the taking.
Leant moved until he was between her legs. He spread them apart and began to taste the soft flesh of her thighs, slowly running his tongue and lips up first one open thigh and then the other as he got closer to the apex he was needing to sample.
She is amazing, as much as she has done for us and as much as her own body has climaxed, she is greeting me with honey, moisture is seeping out. As a scientist I am amazed, but now that she is ours I will not share this with anyone.
Let me see. Bleak continued the enjoyment of her mouth and breasts, but he saw what his brother saw as Leant spread her further apart. She protested with a whimper into his mouth. He rose up to look at her. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed and her bottom lip was swollen from his use. He didn’t think he had ever seen a work of art to compare with the beauty of her face at that moment.
