The Vulpirans' Honor: The Soul-Linked Saga (35 page)

Vikter opened the door to the master bedroom, the one room that none of them had chosen. 
The room meant for a male-set and their woman to share.  It was big, and rich with
lush carpeting on the floor, soft fabrics on the bed, and low, romantic lighting. 
Everything in the bedroom, and the bathroom beyond, seemed designed for specifically
for lovers.

Hunt set her on the edge of the gigantic bed and she looked up to see all three of
them gazing down at her with hot eyes.  She felt their uncertainty, and frowned as
she tried to understand it. 

“Yes,” she said, smiling at them after a moment.  “Right now.”

Vikter and Lance smiled back, but Hunt, always the more gregarious of them, laughed
happily.  She watched as they began removing their clothes in a rush, her mouth going
dry at the sight of so much hard, muscular male flesh.  She’d seen her share of naked
male bodies before.  Even though her specialty was in obstetrics, she’d still spent
a long internship in a community hospital on Terien.  Never once had she reacted physically
to a man before, and that had secretly worried her for a long time.  She’d often wondered
if there was something wrong with her.

But now, seeing these three men standing before her, all of them unabashedly naked,
their desire for her rampantly displayed, she knew there was nothing wrong with her. 
There never had been.  She’d just needed the right men.  These men.  No others.

Lance held his hand out to her and she took it, letting him pull her to her feet. 
He bent his head to kiss her and she opened her mouth to him eagerly, barely noticing
the slight tug and pull of her clothing as Vikter and Hunt undressed her.  Within
moments she felt the cool air against her skin, and it suddenly occurred to her that
she should be embarrassed.  But she wasn’t. 

“You are stunning, Honey,” Vikter said, his voice slightly hoarse with his own arousal. 
She had full breasts, a tiny waist that flared out into full hips, and shapely legs
and arms that ended in the sweetest little feet and hands.  Her lips were red and
plump, her eyes the most beautiful blue he could imagine, and her hair was like a
curtain of golden brown silk that both hid and revealed her curves as she moved. 
It was so hard to take his eyes off of her that he wondered for a moment if she was
too
beautiful. 

Honey turned to look at him, feeling the long curtain of her hair brush against her
back down to her waist, and smiled slowly. 

“Not as stunning as the three of you,” she said. 

Vikter returned her smile, then bent to kiss her tenderly as he lifted her into his
arms and carried her back to the bed where he set her down.  He reached behind her
and slid her hair out of the way, pulling it forward over her shoulder.

“Lie back,” he said.  Honey did as he asked, beginning to feel a little nervous.

Hunt climbed onto the bed beside her, as Lance climbed up on her other side.  She
looked down when she felt the mattress move, and saw Vikter at the foot of the bed. 
He placed his hands on her thighs and spread her legs wide before kneeling down between
them.  Honey felt her face heat, but at the same time, she was eager to experience
what she had only read about. 

“I have dreamt of this moment from the first moment I laid eyes on you,” Vikter said. 
“I cannot wait to taste you.”

Honey felt a thrill race through her body at his words.  Her nipples hardened into
tight peaks and her pussy grew impossibly wet.  Then Vikter lowered his head and licked
her with one long, slow, hot swipe of his tongue.  Her entire body shuddered with
unimaginable pleasure. 

Her head fell back against the mattress and she moaned helplessly, her hips arching
in a silent plea for more.  Vikter hummed happily as he gladly gave her what she wanted.

Hunt leaned down and sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, while Lance did the same
with her other nipple.  The feel of their hot tongues lapping and teasing, their teeth
gently nipping the hard nubs now and then, combined with Vikter’s mouth on her pussy,
was almost too much to bear.

When her moans became deeper and more desperate, Vikter sucked her hard, throbbing
clit between his teeth and held it there while he lashed it with his tongue.  Honey
flew over the edge into a deep, shuddering orgasm unlike anything she had ever imagined
possible.  Her entire body tightened and jerked as their tongues continued to lap
and tease, sending her flying into another orgasm before the first one ended.  Only
then did they release her sensitive flesh, kissing and lapping gently now, soothingly,
allowing her body to relax.

“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed,” Hunt whispered in her ear
before kissing her neck.  “I hope to see that every day for the remainder of our lives.”

Honey laughed softly, her body continuing to tremble slightly.  In spite of the intensity
of her orgasms, her need was more intense than ever.

Vikter lifted her hips in his hands, spreading her even wider as his hot tongue lapped
at her again.  She jerked, then shuddered with pleasure.  “Again?” she asked in surprise.

“We want to enter you,” Lance said, stroking her breast lightly with his fingers. 
“We want to join our bodies to yours, feel the hot clasp of your flesh around us.”

Honey felt her pussy gush fluid at his words, causing Vikter to groan deeply before
he began lapping more quickly.  “We have no wish to cause you pain, or discomfort,”
Lance finished.

“The more aroused and relaxed you are, the more open your body will become,” Hunt
said, leaning down to lick her nipple.

Honey thought about that, knew he was right, then let the thought go.  All she needed
to do right now was relax and feel, and they were doing a very good job of keeping
her occupied.  So good, in fact, that it wasn’t long before she climaxed again, her
hips straining toward Vikter’s mouth as her body exploded with pleasure. 

Vikter continued to lap gently at her moist flesh as her orgasm eased down.  When
she opened her eyes again, she looked straight into his.  “Now,” she said.  “Please.”

“We don’t want to hurt you,” Vikter said, his voice strained with the effort of holding
his own desire in check. 

“You won’t,” she gasped.  “Please, I need you.”

That was it.  She was their Arima, and they could never resist giving her anything
she needed.  Vikter raised himself up to his knees and lifted Honey’s hips, pulling
her toward him, spreading her legs around him.  When he placed the broad head of his
cock at her entrance, she looked into his eyes and reached for Lance’s hand on one
side of her, and Hunt’s on the other.  She gripped them tightly, the moment of nerves
she’d felt gone now that she was connected with all three of them.  She nodded her
head, and Vikter began arching his hips, pressing into her.  He took his time, pushing
in just a bit, then withdrawing, then in a bit more, working himself deeper and deeper
with each shallow stroke.  He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to go slow and carefully
this first time.  He would never forgive himself if he hurt her any more than absolutely
necessary.  Her pleasure was everything.  By the time the head of his cock reached
the thin barrier of her hymen, she was writhing with need beneath him. 

“
Zetia
, this may hurt,” Vikter said, his voice harsh with his own aching desire.

“Do it, please,” she gasped, gripping Lance and Hunt so tightly that her knuckles
were white.

Vikter groaned with relief as he thrust forward, tearing through her hymen and burying
himself deeply inside her.  Honey gasped at the brief, sharp pain.  But the pain lasted
for only a moment before giving way to the inexpressible pleasure of having Vikter
buried deeply within her.  She arched her back in an unconscious effort to take him
more deeply.

Vikter gave her what her body clearly wanted, pulling almost all the way out, then
thrusting deeply into her again, glorying in the hot, wet, clasp of her body around
him.  He quickly lost himself to the pleasure, pounding into her deeper, faster, harder,
her hips rising to meet his stroke for stroke.  Almost before he knew it he was struggling
not to climax, determined that she reach her peak first.  He found her slippery, throbbing
clit, and grasped it between two fingers.  He stroked it firmly as he pounded deep,
giving it a quick, firm pinch as he slammed himself as deeply he could.  Honey’s entire
body tensed, her back arching sharply as her head went back, her mouth open in a silent
scream as her climax crashed into her.  Vikter came with a roar, filling her with
his hot seed, his entire body jerking with each spurt of his cock. 

When his orgasm ended, he leaned forward, holding himself above her with his arms
as he lowered his head to kiss her deeply.  Honey shivered, her nipples hard points
against his chest as she returned his kiss with heat and passion, as though she hadn’t
yet climaxed at all.  She stared into his eyes for a moment, her worry obvious.

“Don’t worry,
zetia
,” he said as he withdrew from her body and took Hunt’s place beside her.  Only then
did she realize that Hunt had released her hand and left, and she looked around frantically
for him.

“Easy,
ahora
,” Hunt said as he climbed onto the bed where Vikter had been.  “I’m right here.”

Honey relaxed a little, but she was still confused.  Why did she still feel so needy?

“You need all of us,
zetia
,” Vikter said as he began caressing her breast.  Honey stared at him for a moment,
then relaxed in understanding.  As they were made to have one woman between them,
apparently she was made to need all three of them.

“Are you ready?” Hunt asked.

“Yes,” she replied breathlessly. 

Hunt grasped her hips and entered her in one long stroke, not stopping until he was
completely engulfed within her hot, tight flesh.  Honey arched her back in pleasure. 

“More,” she gasped.  Hunt frowned.  Vikter glanced at Lance who shook his head.  
They hadn’t used pheromones on her.  This was her own, natural need.  The knowledge
caused Hunt to shudder with excitement even as he drew back, then slammed home again,
setting up a deep strong rhythm that Honey clearly needed.  Her soft moans of pleasure
after every stroke had him ready to climax far too soon, but he couldn’t help it. 
She was too hot, too sweet, too delicious, and they had waited for her for too long. 
His only problem was that he didn’t want to come until Honey did, but he was getting
desperate. 

Vikter reached over and grasped Honey’s clit between his fingers as he had before,
knowing that she needed the extra stimulation.  He stroked it as Hunt continued to
pound into her faster and faster, harder and harder.  Finally, Hunt could bear it
no longer.  He buried himself deep and threw back his head with a deep, growling roar
of release.  At that moment, Vikter pinched Honey’s clit, throwing her over the edge
and into another muscle wrenching orgasm along with Hunt. 

A few short minutes later Honey caught her breath as her muscles relaxed, but she
still needed more.  She needed Lance.  She looked down to see Hunt withdraw from her
and roll over to her side.  He kissed her, hot and deep, his tongue claiming hers. 
When he raised his head she was held by his gaze for a long moment before he leaned
down to swipe at her nipple with his tongue. 

Lance took Hunt’s place and her body shivered, her need as bright and hot now as it
had been for Vikter earlier.  She arched her hips toward him, almost desperate to
have him inside of her.

“Please,” she gasped.

Lance placed his cock at her entrance and entered her slowly.  She was so hot, so
wet, so unbelievably soft that he instantly worried that he would come too soon. 
Then she arched against him, and he thought no more as he gave her what they both
wanted and needed.

He thrust harder and faster, using long, deep strokes, groaning with his own pleasure
as Honey’s hips rose to meet his.  He reached down and began squeezing her clit in
time with his thrusts.  Honey gasped, her hips jerking with each squeeze, until he
couldn’t last any longer.  He pulled himself almost all the way out, then pinched
her clit firmly between his fingers and drove himself home. 

Their bodies strained together in simultaneous orgasm, Honey’s hot pussy clamping
down around him, his jerking cock filling her with his hot seed, blending with Vikter’s
and Hunt’s, providing Honey with what she needed to satisfy her desperate arousal. 
This time, when her orgasm began to ease up, she no longer felt the burning need for
more.  Her body, mind and heart were satisfied now.  She closed her eyes and sighed
softly, more relaxed, more at peace, and happier than she’d ever thought possible. 
When she drifted off to sleep a few moments later, she still wore a smile on her face.

“I will never allow myself to forget a single moment of that,” Vikter whispered as
he watched Honey sleep.

“Nor will I,” Lance said.  “I had no idea it would be like that.  I had no idea
anything
could be like that.”  

“I always wondered what it was that caused a male-set to gaze at the woman they loved
the way they did,” Hunt said, running a lock of Honey’s long, golden brown hair through
his fingers.  “I understood that they loved her, and I understood the physical aspect
as well.  But I never understood how the two came together, the emotional and the
physical, to form something entirely new.  There is no word for it.  I wonder why
that is.”