Sought...Book 3 in the Brides of the Kindred series (7 page)

Kat was drowning again—filled with their
emotions as well as her own. But she knew there was no way around
what was happening. She had to go through it—had to allow them to
do as they wanted in order to come out the other side.
Just
once,
she promised herself.
Only once.
She looked at
Deep and nodded her head. “All right.”

“Very good. That’s a good girl, Kat.” Slowly
two thick fingers breached her entrance and slid deep into her
pussy. Deep held her eyes as he penetrated her, watching her
intently as he filled her. “Such a good girl to let me fingerfuck
your tight little cunt.”

Kat lifted her chin. “I’m only doing it
because…because I have to,” she said, staring back at him
challengingly. “Because there’s no other way.”

“I know.” Instead of the anger she had
expected, there was a depth of sadness in his voice that made her
heart ache for some reason. “But I want you to enjoy it anyway.”
The sadness faded, to be replaced by lust. “So tell me if you like
it. Tell me how you want it.”

“I…what do you mean?” Kat frowned, not
understanding him.

“Do you want it soft and gentle, like this?”
Deep’s fingers withdrew and then pumped back into her in a long,
slow glide as he kissed her cheek. “Do you want me to be sweet to
you and fuck you gently while Lock licks your pussy?” he
murmured.

As if on cue, the blond twin went back to
lapping her open cunt. Kat moaned out loud at the duel sensations
of having one brother’s tongue laving her wet folds while the other
brother pierced her with his fingers. God, it was too much, how
could she stand it? And yet still she needed more.

Deep seemed to sense it. “You want it
harder, little Kat?” he asked, his black eyes half-lidded with
lust. “You need more? Well, you’re going to have to ask for
it.”

“Damn you.” Kat glared at him. “What are
you, some kind of a sexual sadist?”

Deep laughed. “No, I’ll leave that kind of
behavior for the Scourge. “But I want to hear exactly what you
want. What you need.”

Lock looked up again. “I know it seems like
Deep is teasing you, my lady Kat, but truly, he doesn’t want to
hurt you. He needs to know that you want it before he penetrates
you with more force.” His brown eyes pleaded with her to
understand, to forgive.

Kat thought with exasperation that it was
clear why the Twin Kindred always came in pairs. Without Lock to
explain and apologize for him, Deep would be completely
incomprehensible. He needed his brother to act as an emotional
interpreter.

“Fine,” she said, glaring at Deep. “I need
it harder. Faster. Is that what you need to hear?”

“Yes.
Exactly
what I need to hear.
But I want you to say it right.”

“Say what?” Kat squirmed impatiently. God,
if he didn’t start soon…

“Ask me to fuck you.” His voice was a soft,
lustful growl. “And say my name when you do. I want to hear it on
your sweet lips, little Kat. Want to hear you ask me for what you
need.”

Kat’s breath caught in her throat but she
had never been one to back down. “All right then…” It took all her
courage and her heart was thumping like a jackhammer but she looked
him straight in his midnight black eyes as she spoke. “Fuck me,
Deep,” she said in a soft, challenging tone. “Fuck me
hard.
I…I need you to.”

“Gods!” His voice was hoarse with lust as he
pumped deep into her open cunt, his thick fingers pistoning in and
out of her until she moaned. “So beautiful, little Kat,” he
growled. “How I wish I was fucking you with my cock instead of my
fingers.”

For a moment Kat let herself imagine that.
The thought of his huge, muscular body covering hers filled her
mind. Fucking Deep would be like fucking a tiger—something so
fierce and wild it was completely uncontrollable. She would be
helpless, able only to spread her legs wide and try to accommodate
his thick cock as he pounded into her. As he filled her with his
shaft and his seed…

Yes,
Deep whispered in her head.
I
would ravage you, little Kat. Fuck you hard and long until I filled
your pussy with my hot cum. But don’t forget, I wouldn’t be the
only one…

Another image filled her mind. This time
Lock had joined the equation, filling her from behind. He held her
and steadied her, helping her take Deep’s rough, delicious loving
as he stroked slowly into her himself.

God,
Kat thought half deliriously.
To be filled by both of them like that. To be fucked by two
cocks at once…

And that’s only one of the ways we could
take you,
Deep taunted her.
Think, little Kat. With three
instead of just two, the possibilities are limitless.

Kat gasped as a barrage of images raced
through her overloaded mind. She saw herself on her hands and
knees, sucking Lock while Deep took her from behind. Saw Lock
fucking her while Deep lapped her open pussy. And then, most
frightening of all, she saw them bracketing her as they were now.
Both of them were thrusting up and into her and it was clear that
they were both piercing her at the same time in the same place…

No!
Fear raced through her—surely
that wasn’t possible. Her stomach clenched but not only with
fright.

You want it,
Deep whispered in her
head.
Want to take us both. To feel Lock and I filling your
sweet pussy at the same time…

No,
Kat denied but her mental voice
sounded weak, even to herself. Surely he had to be kidding her.
There was no way…

“You’re close now, my lady. I can feel it,”
Lock murmured from between her legs, breaking her train of thought.
“Just open yourself to both of us and let go. Let us take you where
you need to be.” Ducking his head, he sucked her clit between his
lips and began to lash it with his tongue.

The intensely pleasurable sensations coupled
with her forbidden fantasies were too much. “God!” Kat gripped the
bedspread beneath her and bucked up, unable to stop herself from
moving. The brothers were working in tandem now, neither one of
them getting in the other’s way despite the close quarters. They
seemed to be feeding off each other and her, setting up a mutual
rhythm of licking and thrusting that pushed her to the edge of
orgasm faster and harder than she’d ever been pushed before.

“You’re going to come soon,” Deep murmured
in her ear, his breath hot against the side of her neck. “When you
do, I want you to look in my eyes. I want to see it when you lose
control.”

Kat wanted to shake her head, wanted to deny
him. But somehow she couldn’t. Unable to stop herself, she turned
to face him and felt herself drowning in the midnight depths of his
gaze.

“God,” she gasped as the pleasure peaked
inside her. “I can’t…I’m…I’m…”

“You’re coming.” Deep’s voice was a low,
lustful growl as he held her gaze. “I can feel you all around me,
squeezing my fingers. Gods, I wish it was my cock instead.”

Kat shook her head. “No…not…”

“Don’t worry.” He frowned. “Lock and I know
you don’t want to go there with us. With
me.
But a male can
dream, can’t he?” The image of both of them fucking her at once
filled her head again and Kat knew it was more than his fantasy—it
was his deepest wish. His most ardent desire.

Kat couldn’t speak—couldn’t do anything but
feel. As the orgasm rushed through her she felt something click
into place inside her. It was as though some vital part of her had
come loose, but with the rush of pleasure it reconnected, anchoring
itself firmly once more.
Is that my soul?
she wondered
uncertainly.
My spirit? Am I all right now? Am I whole?

“We won’t know until we take you back to
Mother L’rin to be examined.” Lock was looking up at her. “Forgive
me,” he said. “I know we’re not in a joining but I couldn’t help
hearing your questions.”

“You think very loudly,” Deep agreed,
grinning. “But then, so do I. Wouldn’t you say, little Kat?”

“I’m sorry,” Kat looked away uncomfortably,
not wanting to acknowledge the forbidden exchange they’d had
moments before. “I’ll, uh, try not to
think
so loudly in the
future.”

She couldn’t help noticing that now that her
orgasm was over, Lock had withdrawn and was no longer tasting or
touching her pussy. Deep, however, still had his fingers buried
inside her, filling her in a way that was both uncomfortable and
erotic.
How do I ask him to stop?
What if I get…excited
again? What if—?

“Just ask me if you want me to stop
penetrating you, little Kat.” Deep sounded amused. “And to answer
your question, if you get excited again, well, we’ll just have to
make you come again. Maybe
I’ll
get between your thighs and
taste your pussy this time. How would you like that?”

Kat didn’t know what to say. The idea of
letting the dark twin go where his brother had gone still seemed
wrong to her—dangerous. “Deep,” she said, trying to keep her voice
steady. “I need…need for you to take your fingers out of me now.
Please.”

“That ‘please’ again, tacked on to the end.
So very polite.” He didn’t sound happy about it but he did withdraw
his fingers…very slowly. “Well, until next time.”

“There isn’t going to
be
a next
time,” Kat reminded him, frowning.

“Oh?” Deliberately he raised his fingers to
his mouth and, keeping his eyes fixed on hers, sucked her juices
off with apparent relish. “We’ll see what Mother L’rin has to say
about that.”

Kat wanted to answer but a sudden weariness
took her and she could only shake her head.
Later, when I get
more energy I’m really going to let him have it.

I look forward to it, little Kat.
Deep grinned at her mockingly.
You have no idea how
much.

“Kat’s all right—for now at least.” Baird
was leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed over his massive
chest and a serious look on his face.

“Oh, thank God!” Olivia turned from her
husband to her sister. “Sophie, she’s all right.”

“I heard. I’m right here, you know.” Half
laughing, half crying, Sophie hugged her sister tightly.

“Deep and Lock got her to Twin Moons just in
time,” Baird continued. “Their healer…” He snapped his fingers.
“What was her name?”

“Mother L’rin,” Liv supplied for him.

“Right. She did some kind of healing
ceremony and now Kat’s resting. Lock called and told me a minute
ago.”

“I’m so glad.” Sophie felt like a weight had
been lifted off her shoulders. She’d been feeling horribly guilty
ever since they’d allowed Deep and Lock to take Kat away to Twin
Moons with them. But she and Liv had both trusted Sylvan’s decision
that it was the only way to save their friend. Kat still wasn’t
going to be happy to wake up on a strange planet with her two least
favorite people in the universe, but at least now they knew she was
going to live.

“When can we talk to her?” Olivia asked
eagerly.

Baird frowned. “Not for a couple of days
according to Lock. She needs to rest. But that isn’t the only thing
I came to tell you.” He cleared his throat. “Do you remember
telling me about the sister of your mother,
Lilenta?
The one
who died in childbirth?”

“Yes, of course. Aunt Abby.” Liv frowned.
“What about her?”

“Well, I just came from the viewroom and you
have a call—you and Sophia both, actually. It’s a woman claiming to
be her—your kin. Do you want to speak to her?”

“What?” Olivia demanded.

“But that’s impossible,” Sophie
protested.

Baird shrugged. “Could be a hoax, I guess.
But I don’t know why someone would want to pretend such a thing.
And…” He hesitated. “Well, she looks an awful lot like you two in
the face. Looks like blood kin to me.”

To me too,
Sylvan suddenly murmured
inside Sophie’s head. His mental voice was serious.
I’m in the
viewroom now talking to her, Talana,
he continued, using his
pet name for Sophie.
I think you and your sister should come see
her.

On our way,
Sophie sent back. “Come
on,” she said, hopping up and pulling Liv to her feet. “Let’s see
what she has to say.”

“All right.” Olivia still looked shocked but
she followed Sophie out of the suite to the viewing room which was
used mainly for long distance conversations. Hesitantly, they
looked around the corner at the huge viewscreen mounted on the
wall.

Oh my God, Sylan was right!
Sophie
was shocked. The woman had black hair and light brown eyes but the
face on the viewscreen could have been a slightly older version of
hers and Liv’s. Or their mother’s.

Olivia was obviously thinking along the same
lines. “She looks just like Mom. Oh, Sophie.” She nearly crushed
Sophie’s fingers with her grip.

Sylvan, who had been standing in front of
the viewscreen talking, motioned for them to come all the way into
the room. “It’s all right,
Talana,
I believe she is who she
says she is. Sophia, Olivia, meet your Aunt Abigail.”

“Aunt Abby?” Sophie could hardly believe her
eyes.

“Yes, that’s me.” The woman nodded and for
the first time, Sophie noticed that her lovely eyes, which were a
brown so light they were almost amber, looked red from crying. “You
must be Sophia and Olivia. I…I’m sorry we had to meet for the first
time under these circumstances,” the woman continued.

“What circumstances?” Olivia put a hand
protectively over her belly. She was still in her first quadmester
and wasn’t showing yet, but her mothering instincts were already in
high gear.

“Your husband didn’t tell you?”

“Tell us what?” Liv frowned. “First tell us
why you aren’t dead. No offense, but that’s what our mom told us
before…before she passed away.”