Sought...Book 3 in the Brides of the Kindred series (16 page)

“I don’t think so,” she said, eyeing the
long, extremely thick, carved wooden phallus he held in one hand.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking but I can tell you right now
there is no way in hell
that
is going to fit inside me.”

“This is only a little smaller in
circumference than our shafts put together,” Deep assured her, his
black eyes blazing. “Which is why I bought it specifically for you
this morning, after we found out how much bonding fruit you’d
eaten.”

“Leaving aside the question of what will and
won’t, uh,
fit…”
Kat cleared her throat. “Isn’t it kind of
strange for you two to have your, you
know—
equipment
—touching like that? I mean, most straight
guys that I know wouldn’t like it at all.”

“Touching my brother is like touching
myself,” Lock said, answering for both of them. “We have sexual
feelings only for the woman between us—for you, my lady.”

“That’s really nice but—”

“You’re stalling, Kat.” Deep sat on the bed
beside her and handed her the phallus. “Here—take it in your hand,
look at it, touch it. Get used to it. Because I promise you, before
the night is out, it’s going deep in your pussy.”

“I…I don’t…” Kat shrank away from it but
Deep took her hand and wrapped her fingers firmly around the wooden
shaft. It felt smooth and hard and cool in her palm and Kat
couldn’t help looking at it with equal parts fascination and
dismay. “I’m telling you,” she said, looking up at both of them.
“It’s
not
going to fit.”

“Oh but it will, little Kat. I promise you,
it will,” Deep assured her. He moved up to the head of the bed.
“Let’s talk a little while first,” he murmured in her ear. “Here,
sit with me.” He coaxed her into position between his thighs but
Kat found it hard to relax at first. With his hard chest against
her back and his legs on either side of hers, she felt completely
surrounded by him—possessed in a way that was both frightening and
compelling.

“Relax,” Deep urged, stroking her hair with
surprising gentleness. “I won’t hurt you, sweetheart. You can feel
safe with me.”

“All…all right.” Kat wasn’t sure she would
ever feel
safe
with him, but she did manage to lean back
against him and let some of her tension leak away.

“That’s very good.” Deep’s breath was warm
against her ear. “We’ll let Lock do the actual penetration and
fucking if that makes you feel better. I know you feel safer with
him in charge.”

Kat couldn’t deny that his words were true
so she didn’t try. She just bit her lip and tried to loosen up as
Lock kissed her cheek and the side of her neck. “Slowly, my lady.
Gently,” he murmured as he slid down her body.

“Do you want Lock to lick your pussy, little
Kat?” Deep asked softly. “He can if you think it would help get you
ready.”

“It would be my very great pleasure,” Lock
said, looking up at her. “I love tasting you, my lady.”

“No…no thank you.” Kat shook her head. “I’m
just so sensitive right now. I think it might make things
worse.”

“What things?” Deep asked, one large hand
sliding over her bare shoulder. “What are you feeling right now,
Kat? What do you need?”

Kat bit her lip but she knew there was no
use trying to avoid the question. “I need…I need to be filled,” she
said in a low voice. “It’s like an ache inside me—an emptiness I
can’t help or control.”

“Your body is crying out for ours,” Deep
told her. “To really be fulfilled, you need both of our cocks
buried to the hilt in your pussy—need to have both of us fucking
you and coming in you, filling you with our seed.”

Kat stiffened against him. “I told you, we
are
not
going there.”

“Not tonight,” Deep assured her. He was
caressing both her shoulders now, his large, warm hands moving up
and down her bare arms in a soothing massage. “I’m just telling you
what your body needs—not what it’s actually going to get. Even
one
of us inside you would be better than a carved piece of
wood, but I take it you’re not prepared to go there either?”

“No.” Kat shook her head firmly. “I don’t
want to take a risk. My pills ran out while I was on the Mother
ship—I’m not protected right now.”

“There is no birth control pill that works
with a Kindred male,” Deep said. “But you wouldn’t need protection
anyway—there’s no way you could conceive if only one of us made
love to you. In order to become pregnant by Twin Kindred, both of
us have to fill you at once.”

“That’s very comforting,” Kat said dryly,
hoping her voice didn’t tremble and give away her fear. “But I
think I’ll skip it anyway.”

“Let me urge you to reconsider,” Deep said
seriously. “Penetration with the phallus will ease some of your
symptoms. But only being filled with the seed of either Lock or
myself will truly end your pain—the deep need you feel to be
taken.”

“I can’t,” Kat whispered, shivering. “Can’t
let myself go that far.”

“Not even with Lock?” Deep rumbled in her
ear. “He can be very gentle and slow, little Kat. You could just
lean back against me and let him fuck you.”

His words brought an inescapable image to
her mind’s eye—one so vivid Kat couldn’t help seeing it. She saw
herself, leaning back against Deep’s broad chest, her hair spread
like a red shawl over his shoulders. He was murmuring in her ear,
telling her to relax, to open herself, while Lock covered her, his
cock thrusting slowly into her, pumping in a gentle rhythm until he
filled her with his seed.

For a moment she wanted it—wanted it so
badly her entire being ached with the need to have one or both of
them inside her, to be pinned between them and penetrated with no
hope of escape. But that was the bonding fruit talking, Kat was
sure. She pushed the need away and shook her head. “No,” she said.
“Not even with Lock. I’m sorry,” she added, looking at the light
twin. “I just can’t.”

“I understand.” Leaning down he placed a
soft, warm kiss on the top of her knee. “I’ve told you before, my
lady, that I don’t wish to do anything you don’t want me to
do.”

“Thank you,” Kat said gratefully. “I believe
you. And I trust you. I…I trust both of you.”

“You don’t sound entirely sure about that.”
But Deep sounded amused rather than offended. “Very well, little
Kat, let’s see what we can do to make you feel better. First I need
you to spread your legs.”

Kat had known this was coming but it was
still incredibly hard to part her thighs completely and let Lock
get between them. She forced herself to do it, though, knowing
there was no other way.

“Easy, my lady,” Lock murmured, rubbing his
cheek against the inside of her right thigh. “I swear I’ll be
gentle with you.”

“I know you will,” Kat said tightly. “It’s
just…that thing is so
big.”

“Lock will take things slowly.” Deep spoke
softly in her ear. “As slowly as you need him to.” His hands slid
down to find hers and he entwined their fingers. “Hold on to me if
you need to.”

Kat found she
did
need to. She
gripped Deep’s fingers tightly as Lock positioned the smooth wooden
head between her thighs.

“I’m just going to wet it with your juices,
my lady,” he said. “For easier penetration.” He stroked the head of
the phallus between her swollen pussy lips, sliding over her clit.
Kat moaned, her hips jerking involuntarily at the bolt of almost
painful pleasure that shot through her.

“Sorry,” she gasped. “I’m just so damn
sensitive.”

“It’s all right.” Lock looked concerned.
“Did I hurt you?”

“You didn’t hurt her, you made her come.”
Deep’s voice was a low growl in her ear. “Look how tight her
nipples are. And her pussy is coated in honey. Did it feel good,
Kat?” he murmured in her ear. “Or do you need more?”

There was only one answer Kat could give.
“More,” she whispered breathlessly. “Please,
more.”

“Put it in her,” Deep directed his brother.
“Slowly, though. Make sure she’s open enough to take it.” He kissed
Kat on the cheek. “Lock is going to enter you now, Kat. Are you
ready?”

“I think so.” Kat squeezed his fingers
harder. “Just…be gentle.”

“Always,” Lock assured her. “Always, my
lady.”

Kat felt him position the head of the carved
wooden cock against the entrance of her pussy. Then slowly but
firmly he began to slide it into her.

Thought she tried not to, she couldn’t help
tensing up. On Earth, every time she had a pelvic exam, her doctor
always had to use the extra small speculum—she was that tight. And
the damn wooden thing Deep and Lock seemed determined to use on her
was freaking
huge
. Sure enough, she could feel herself
stretching as the wooden shaft slid deeper and deeper into her…but
somehow it didn’t hurt.

“See?” Deep murmured in her ear. “That’s not
so bad, is it? And Lock’s already got half of it inside you.”

“No, it’s not,” Kat admitted. “It feels…kind
of like it’s opening me up.”

“It is,” Deep told her. “But don’t worry,
it’s not permanent. The bonding fruit allows you to be more
flexible but everything goes back to normal the minute penetration
is over.”

“And when…when will it be over?” Kat asked
breathlessly as Lock slid the wooden phallus home inside her. She
could feel the head of it pressing against the end of her channel
and thought she had never been so full in her life.

“Not for a little while,” Deep said, kissing
the side of her neck possessively. “You need to be fucked hard and
deep, little Kat. Need to spread open your pussy and let Lock fill
you until you’ve had enough.”

“How will I know when I’ve had enough?” she
protested, her breath catching in her throat as Lock pulled the
wooden cock halfway out of her and then thrust it back in
again.

“When you stop coming,” Deep growled in her
ear. “Now let go of my hands for a minute. I want to tease your
tight little nipples while Lock fucks you.”

Kat released his hands and moaned softly as
he reached around her and cupped her bare breasts. “So full and
ripe,” she heard him mutter hoarsely. “So delicious, my curvy
little elite. Fuck her, Brother,” he told Lock, who was in a
semi-reclining position between Kat’s thighs. “Do it for both of
us. Give it to her long and hard, the way she needs it.”

“God!” Kat’s back arched as Lock obeyed his
brother’s orders.

“That’s right, Kat.” Deep’s voice was hoarse
with desire. “Just lean against me and let it happen—let Lock fuck
you. Gods but you look beautiful like this—so open and hot.”

Kat couldn’t answer. She could feel the
wooden cock moving inside her, could see it sliding in and out of
her pussy, slick with her juices, but she still couldn’t believe
it. The fact that she was doing this with them—allowing this—seemed
both strange and a little frightening at the same time. But right
too—undeniably right. The pleasure rolled over her in waves
building higher and higher with each stroke, rocking her to her
core and making it hard to think. Making it hard to do anything but
feel.

She fisted her hands in the material of
Deep’s black pants, clinging for dear life as he twisted her
nipples and Lock fucked her with the wooden cock. “God…
God…”
she moaned almost desperately. She could feel her pleasure coming
to a peak and somehow she knew it would help—but not enough.
Need more. Need both of them in me…
but no, she couldn’t
think like that. It was dangerous.

Deep seemed to know how she was feeling
because he began murmuring in her ear. “It feels good, doesn’t it
little Kat? To be opened…to be
fucked.
But this isn’t really
what you need. What you need is to be between Lock and me. To open
yourself for both of us at once and let us fill your cunt with our
cocks.”

“No,” Kat managed to say.

“Yes.” Deep twisted her nipples almost
roughly, sending sparks of painful pleasure from her breasts to the
place between her thighs where Lock was pumping into her. “You need
it,” he continued. “Need to feel us thrusting inside you, filling
you together until we coat the inside of your pussy with our cum.
Only then will you feel true relief, only then will you get what
you really need.”

“I don’t…I can’t…” But Kat couldn’t talk
anymore. Suddenly the pleasure crested inside her, swamping her
like an enormous tidal wave that came crashing down around her,
nearly drowning her with its intensity. “God!” she cried, her back
arching and her fingernails digging into Deep’s knees.
“Please!”

“Please what?” Deep demanded, his breath hot
against the side of her neck. “Please stop fucking you? Or please
keep it up?”

Kat couldn’t answer. She had never felt so
overwhelmed in her life. At least Lock had stopped thrusting into
her, though. He withdrew the wooden shaft and sat there waiting,
his chocolate brown eyes half-lidded with lust, as she struggled to
catch her breath.

“My God,” she whispered at last. “That
was…incredible.”

“Just think how much better it would be with
the real thing,” Deep said and Lock frowned at his brother.

Now that the tsunami-like orgasm was over,
Kat was feeling much more self conscious. She tried to sit up but
Deep pulled her back against his broad chest.

“Let me go,” she protested. “Aren’t we done
here?”

“Oh no, little Kat.” He sounded like he was
smiling as he kissed the side of her neck again. “It takes much
more than one deep orgasm to dissipate the effects of the bonding
fruit. We’re just getting started.”

Kat groaned but already she could feel her
body wanting more…wanting to be filled again. It was going to be a
very long night.

“You’re sure it’s been enough time? The
results will be accurate?” Sophie stared at the small silver
machine which whirred quietly to itself in the corner of Sylvan’s
home office. He had brought it back to their suite from the med
station at her request, because she didn’t want to be someplace
impersonal when she got her results.