Sought...Book 3 in the Brides of the Kindred series (26 page)

“So
Lanare
withdrew from her, having
showed that he fit well within her,” the chief said and suddenly,
Lock pulled all the way out of her, making Kat feel empty
inside.

Damn it, what is wrong with this
woman?
she thought, glaring in the general direction of the
bushes.
Does she have a sixth sense about screwing up other
people’s orgasms or what?
And then the chief was speaking
again.

“But
Dakir
vowed that he could outdo
his brother. He asked
Nyra
to open herself to him in order
that he might prove it was so.”

Oh God.
Kat felt her apprehension
rising. It was Deep’s turn in her pussy—the dark twin’s turn to
fuck her. And despite the fact that she was feeling much more
comfortable around him lately, she still wasn’t completely relaxed
about the idea of spreading her thighs and letting him thrust his
long, thick cock deep inside her.

Deep must have sensed her fear because he
turned her slightly and lifted her chin so they were eye to eye.
“It’s all right, Kat,” he murmured hoarsely. “You don’t have to be
afraid. Just a few thrusts and I’ll be done. I won’t come in
you.”

“All right.” Kat looked down, unable to meet
his intense gaze. Could she really do this? Yes, she decided. And
not just because she had to.
I want him in me,
she thought
with some surprise.
Want to feel him thrusting inside me just
the way Lock was. It doesn’t feel right, doesn’t feel…
balanced
if only one of them does it.
She looked
back up at Deep. “All right,” she repeated in a stronger voice. “Do
you want me to lean against Lock?”

“Yes, but not the way you’re thinking.” Deep
urged her up until she was kneeling on her hands and knees, her
bare breasts swaying like ripe fruit beneath her.

Kat looked over her shoulder. “But—”

“I’ll take you from behind,” he growled,
caressing her bare ass with one large, warm hand. “That way you
don’t have to see me do it.”

Kat heard the faint hint of bitterness in
his voice and knew what he was thinking.
He still thinks I don’t
want him—that I don’t feel for him like I feel for Lock.
“Deep—” she started to say, but then Lock was in front of her,
urging her to rest in his arms and lean her head against his broad
chest as Deep got into position behind her.

“It’s all right, my lady,” he murmured
soothingly. “Just spread yourself open and let Deep enter your
pussy.”

Kat shivered as she felt the broad, blunt
tip of Deep’s cock slide over her slick, swollen folds. Clutching
Lock tightly, she pressed her face against the broad planes of his
chest, trying to be ready for what was coming.

“I’m afraid I can’t be quite as delicate as
my brother,” Deep said from behind her. “I want you too badly,
little Kat. Need to be inside you, even if it is only for a few
thrusts.”

“Don’t frighten her,” Lock said sharply,
hugging Kat tightly to him. “You know you won’t hurt her, Deep, so
don’t make her think you would.”

“Hurt her? No.” Deep’s voice was a hungry
growl. “But I can’t be satisfied with a few shallow thrusts,
either. I need to be deep in her pussy, Brother. Need to fill her
completely and feel her sweet little cunt clenching around my
shaft.”

“Then do it.” Kat turned her head to look at
him, looming over her in the moonlight. Taking a deep breath, she
parted her thighs even wider, trying to be open enough for him.
“Just…just do it,” she said breathlessly. “Go on, Deep.
Please.”

“Your wish is my command.” And then he
breached her suddenly, driving the full length of his thick, hot
shaft deep inside her open pussy.

Kat cried out and clutched wildly at Lock
who held her tight and close. The light twin’s entry had been as
smooth as silk but Deep’s was rough and demanding. He didn’t just
thrust into her—he pressed deep, plumbing her depths and grinding
hard until the head of his cock kissed the mouth of her womb. Then,
instead of pulling out again, he held himself there, rock solid and
steady inside her.

“Feel that, little Kat?” he growled softly,
pressing even deeper. “That’s me inside you, my cock deep in your
tight little pussy. How do you like it, sweetheart? Does it feel
good?”

Once again, Kat couldn’t lie. “Yes,” she
moaned, pressing her cheek to Lock’s chest. “God, yes. I can’t help
it…it
does
. It feels so
good.”

“The only thing that would feel better is to
have both of us inside you at once. Just imagine it…” As he spoke,
Deep began to pump, setting up a slow, deliberate rhythm in her
pussy that made Kat feel like she was going insane. “The two of us
together, filling you. You think you’re full now? Think my cock is
thick? Just wait, little Kat. If Lock and I entered you together,
you’d be more open than you’ve ever been in your life.”

“She doesn’t want that,” Lock reminded his
brother, stroking Kat’s shoulders as she shivered against him.
“Doesn’t want both of us inside her at once.”

“Doesn’t want both of us? Hells, Brother,
she doesn’t even want
me.”
Deep laughed bitterly. “But she’s
got me, for a few more strokes at least. Isn’t that right, little
Kat?”

“Deep…” She wanted to tell him he was wrong,
wanted to let him know that she wanted him every bit as much as
Lock. But somehow the words wouldn’t come. “Deep, please…” she
whispered as her pleasure built once more. Close…she was getting so
close…

“Just a few more thrusts inside your hot
little pussy, sweetheart,” he growled, obviously misunderstanding
her. “If this is going to be my only chance to fuck you, I want to
do it right. Want you to always remember how it felt to have my
cock buried deep in your tight little cunt.”

“You’ve had enough.” Lock sounded almost
angry. “Enough now, Brother. Stop it and pull out—the lady Kat
doesn’t want you to come in her.”

“Please!” Kat wanted to cry at the thought
of him stopping now. True, it was frightening and intense to open
her pussy and let Deep fuck her. But she could feel her orgasm
building again, getting closer and closer like a thunderstorm over
her head, about to break and drench her in pleasure.
I have to
come,
she thought deliriously as she clenched the thick length
of Deep’s shaft inside her.
Have to come this time or I’m going
to go crazy. I
need
to come.

“Please,” she said again and then forced
herself to turn her head and look at Deep. The expression on his
dark face was utterly focused, completely intent as he drove
himself into her. She had the feeling he could go on all night—if
only she let him.

“Please what, little Kat?” he demanded.
“Please pull out of you now and leave you alone?”

“No.” She shook her head, forcing the words
out with an effort. “I’m so close. Please, Deep, I…I need to
come.”

Deep’s black eyes, so hard a moment ago,
softened at once. “Of course you do,” he murmured, caressing her
back with surprising tenderness. “And I swear I won’t stop until
you do.” Looking up, he met Lock’s eyes. “Touch her, Brother,” he
demanded hoarsely. “Pinch her nipples. Stroke her pussy. Do
whatever you can to help—little Kat needs to come.”

“With pleasure.” Lock kissed her forehead
tenderly and then two large, warm hands cupped Kat’s breasts and he
began to tug and twist her nipples in the same rhythm that Deep was
thrusting into her. “Is that good, my lady?” he asked as Kat moaned
and writhed between them.

“Is it?” Deep demanded, before she could
answer. “Do you like to feel Lock play with your nipples while I
fuck you? Is that what you need?”

“Yes but
more,”
Kat gasped. She felt
like her entire body was on fire, like she couldn’t get a deep
enough breath. And she was close, right on the edge of coming. She
just needed a little more stimulation…

“This is what you need, isn’t it?” Deep
growled and Kat felt one large hand slide from her hips down
between her legs where they were joined. It didn’t take much—two
strokes of his fingertips against her swollen clit and then she was
coming, coming so hard she saw stars flashing in front of her eyes
as the thundercloud finally burst, drenching her in the warm, sweet
rain of pleasure.

It was intense—more intense than anything
Kat had ever felt in her life. She felt herself clenching around
Deep, her pussy gripping his shaft like an impatient fist. At the
same time she pressed her face into Lock’s chest, holding onto him
for dear life as the pleasure took her to mindless heights of
ecstasy, climbing higher and higher until the sky swirled dizzily
above her and she couldn’t tell the light moon from the dark
one.

Lanare or Dakir,
she thought
deliriously.
Which one should I choose? Why can’t I have them
both?

And then the light flicked and went out,
leaving her floating in the smooth blackness of space.

Deep’s heart nearly stopped in his chest
when she suddenly went limp. “Gods!” he gasped, sliding out quickly
and gathering her in his arms. “Kat?
Kat?”

“My lady?” Lock was distressed as well as he
patted Kat’s cheek anxiously. “My lady, come back to us.
Please!”

My fault,
Deep thought numbly as he
and his brother cradled her still form between them.
I was too
rough—too harsh. I overloaded her with my need, my desire. I knew
she wasn’t feeling well. Hell, just yesterday she was so sick she
could barely move. But I still couldn’t stop myself from taking her
too hard, couldn’t keep from rutting inside her like a
beast…

In that moment he hated himself more than he
ever had. Even more than after what had happened to Miranda. It was
apparent that Lock felt his pain and self loathing because he
looked up briefly and shook his head.

“No, Brother, don’t feel so. She wanted more
from you—she asked for it. It’s just the incomplete bond between us
that made her too weak to withstand the pleasure you gave her.”

“The bond is no excuse,” Deep said roughly.
“I hurt her. I killed her—”

“Hey, you guys, I’m not dead yet.” It was
Kat’s voice—faint but unmistakable.

Deep felt a surge of hope. Gazing down into
her lovely blue eyes he saw that she was looking up at them with a
worried look on her face.

“What happened?” she whispered.

“You fainted for a moment,” Lock murmured,
stroking her flushed cheek tenderly.

“Are you all right?” Deep demanded. “How do
you feel?”

“Pretty good for someone who just took a
trip to la-la land.” Kat struggled to sit up between them and Lock
helped her. Deep sat back and kept his hands to himself, fearful of
what might happen if he touched her again.

“Are you certain you’re all right, my lady?”
Lock asked anxiously.

“Fine, except…” She looked down at herself
blushing and then crossed her arms over her breasts. “Uh, that was
all really intense but now I’m kind of embarrassed.”

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,”
Lock assured her. “You were simply giving your all, participating
in the reenactment of the legend.”

“What I’d like to be participating in right
now is getting dressed,” Kat said. “I mean, I know you guys have
seen me in my birthday suit but I’m still shy about putting on a
show for anyone else.”

Lock shook his head. “Birthday suit? You
have special clothing you wear on the day of your birth?”

“Birthday suit means nude,” Deep explained,
glad to finally understand a piece of the confusing Earth
vernacular Kat was always speaking. “Where are her clothes?”

“If you can
call
them clothes,” Kat
muttered, still covering herself. She looked at both of them,
frowning. “Hey, are you sure I fainted? I mean, I don’t feel dizzy
at all. In fact, this is the best I’ve felt since before the first
time we did our first joining to find Sophie and Sylvan.”

“You fainted, all right,” Deep said dryly,
as he helped her fasten on the discarded leaf garments. “Only for a
moment but it was long enough.”

“Long enough for what?” Kat asked. “What
happened while I was out? Did she finish the story?”

As if in answer to her question, the chief’s
soft, melodic voice floated out into the still night air again.

“And then
Nyra
declared that she
could not choose between the brothers for she loved them both. And
she took both
Dakir and Lanare
as her mates and slept
between them every night, giving her light to the world every day
as she shone in the sky.”

She might have loved them both but only
one of them was good for her,
Deep thought, eyeing the gentle
way his brother was caressing Kat’s cheek. Ever since he’d walked
in on them kissing, he’d had the sense that they belonged
together—that Kat and Lock would be better off on their own,
without him. The way she’d fainted while he was fucking her seemed
to confirm that belief.

But she cares for me now—not just Lock.
She cares for both of us
,
whispered the soft
voice of hope in his head.
And maybe Lock is right—maybe it’s
just the incomplete bond that makes her weak. If the three of us
were bonded completely maybe she could withstand the pleasure I
give her, maybe I wouldn’t hurt her anymore. If only…

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft gasp
from Kat. She was staring down at the ground around them, her eyes
filled with wonder. “Oh my God! Look!”

“Look at wha—?” Deep started to say and then
he saw.

Flowers had suddenly bloomed everywhere,
covering the soft green
belsh
in fragrant beauty.

“They’re gorgeous!” Kat leaned down to
examine one. “And look—they each have two blossoms coming from one
stalk.”

Deep looked and saw that it was true. The
flowers were large—about the size of his palm. And every stalk had
two of them—one a pure, milky white and one a deep, velvety black.
In the heart of each blossom was a crimson center—like a single,
perfect drop of blood.
But they weren’t here just a moment
ago,
he thought.
Did they appear the minute the chief
finished speaking the legend? They must have.