Bonded (Soul Ties, #1) (3 page)

“D
o
you think he plans on joining us?” Zisa asked Kellam as he grasped her ankle.

Lifting
her leg, he squeezed the sponge in his hand pouring soapy water all over it.

“I
should hope so,” he replied distracted by her leg. 

She
nestled her back against his firm and muscular chest. 

“He
is bonded with us,” he continued lowering her other leg. 

Zisa
giggled enjoying a soothing bubble bath.  Only an hour into their lives as
life-mates, Feran was gone.  Where, she did not know.

“Is
he going to be this absent throughout our life?” she asked, concern gnawing at
her mind.  Ever since the bond, something changed inside of her.  She could
feel their emotions as hers and hear their thoughts.  It was strange yet
comforting to be so close. 

Kellam's
thickening penis pushed against her back.  He sipped the wine from a goblet
they both shared and placed it on the ledge of the tub. 

“Love
you should know him by now.  He's high strung.”

She
caressed his powerful thighs.  Every bit of his body was powerful.  He was raw
energy filled with the Knowing that flowed through him.  Yes, he could be
gentle too but many times when they allowed their passion to flow free his desires
overwhelmed his control releasing the strength that was so evident in his giant
form. 

She
tensed when she thought about making love for the first time.  She was opening
herself for the first time to two men. 

Will
there be a lot of pain?  Will I be any good?
The questions gnawed at her
brain.

“Are
you nervous?” Kellam asked placing the nearly

empty
goblet on the edge of the stone tub.

She
lifted the glass and sipped the dry wine.  “A little.  I mean, I'm not totally
naive. I know what to expect but I am afraid.”

His
soapy hand caressed her chin.  “Of what? We love you.”

She
smiled.  “I'm afraid I will be a disappointment. I'm not very skilled in

the
art of love making.” 

Embarrassed
she stared at the bubbly water.

“This
isn't a competition nor is it a test,” he said kissing top of her head.  “We
shall discover each other together.  As for the-rest-—I will be your
teacher.”

She
nodded fully trusting him.

“Okay. 
But I must warn you.  I love being the teacher's pet.”

“Ahh,
an eager student,” he said squeezing water on her head.

She
retaliated causing a water fight soaking them both.  After rinsing off, Zisa
reached for a thick towel, surprised watching it fly into her hand. 

Surprised
she gazed at Kellam.

Amused,
he chuckled.  “That was not you.  It was me.”

“Jerk,”
she said swatting at him.

He
dried himself with his own towel, laughing at his own joke. 

“A
comedian,” she groused.  “Of all the gebeds in the galaxy I get a comedian.”

“You
know you love it,” he replied in between kisses. 

Taking
the towel out of her hand, Kellam led her into the bedroom.  The door hissed
shut, announcing Feran's arrival.  Though he wore an expression of serene calm,
you sensed it was only a mask. 

“What
is the matter?” he asked Feran.  Sitting on the edge of the extra-large bed, he
pulled Zisa close. 

“It
seems there was a mix-up in our reservations.  We have the room for only one
night,” he explained speaking in a Retayan dialect. 

Originally
born in a clan in the desert, he rediscovered his roots and integrated their
ways into his nature.  Now when angry, he spoke in their ancient tongue.

Zisa
strolled to him.  He sat in a chair with his eyes closed.  She felt his anger
and frustration.  Then suddenly she heard his thoughts in her mind reciting a
calming meditation.  Amazed she grasped his hands and knelt before him.  She
planted a delicate kiss on his lips.

The
healer was right. She felt his pain, his emotions.  It was powerful. 

He
opened his eyes.  They were as beautiful as ever. 

“You
smell like purshii fruit,” he whispered.

“You
like?”  She leaned in and kissed him once again.

“Yes,”
he replied eying her pert nipples.

“There's
a whole bottle of it in there for when you decide to take a bath with me.”

He
leaned forward and latched his mouth onto her pert nipples. Bolts of pleasure
rushed to her brain.  She whimpered and glanced down at the wetness that
spurted between her legs. 

“I
love you Zisa Jurah-Vachel,” he said pulling her into his lap.   

She
wrapped her legs around his hips allowing her mound to rest upon his.

“I
love you Feran Jurah.”

“I'm
going to take a shower,” he said abruptly moving her aside.

“So
much for that moment,” she sighed warily.

****

Z
isa
climbed into the bed with Kellam.  He pulled her into a searing kiss catching
her breath in her chest.  He traced her chin and neck with his tongue nipping
and biting along the way.  White heat pulsed through her body causing her to
quake and moan.  She gazed into Kellam's eyes as he lay atop her.  His giant
framed dwarfed her, yet she felt protected and loved. 

“I
have dreamed of this,” he said wantonly.

“You
may have me.  All of me,” she said squeaking as he suckled her nipples. 

His
warm tongue circled the tip then he closed his lips over them tugging at them
firmly.  They hardened, she moaned and bent knees. 

Her
legs splayed outward.  She was ready.

“Are
you sure you want to have us together?” he asked short of breath.

“Yes,”
she replied. 

She
groaned as he kissed his way down her torso.  His skilled tongue licked her
labia causing her to pant.  Slowly he latched on to her clit, her hips bucked. 
His callous hands grabbed hold of her thighs and held her legs apart.  His
mouth dove into her ravenously causing her to keen with delight. 

Coming
out of her haze of delight, Zisa opened her eyes to find Feran staring at her. 
They were constricted and filled with desire.  She gazed at him aroused even
more by his chiseled physique still wet from the shower.  A streak of pleasure
shot through her body as Kellam licked her wet center. 

“Save
some for me,” Feran said smoothly as Kellam growled. 

The
mattress moved and creaked as the two changed places.  Cool air rushed to her
mound, she cooed.  Her body tingled.  She groaned deep within her chest as
Feran licked her like a lollipop.  He licked from top to bottom causing her to
the comforter.  His tongue explored her thoroughly lapping her flowing juices. 
She wailed and shook her head as he tried to insert his tongue into her secure
hole.

Her
mind was going.  The pleasure was overwhelming.  He held her hips in place and
continued sending her into a frenzy. 

“Delicious,”
Kellam contends in between kisses.  “Quite the delicacy.” 

His
neatly trimmed beard sparkled with her moisture. 

“Are
you ready?” Feran asked lifting up from her center.  His goatee and lips
shined.  She was happy that he wore her like a good meal. 

Aroused
more than she could ever imagine, she nodded, unable to speak.  She wanted them
inside of her, she needed them.

“She's
so delicate,” Feran contended at her side.  His mahogany colored eyes studied
her.  He like Kellam refused to touch her once he discovered her virginity when
they dated.  Still now, he is concerned for her honor, “Are you certain?”

Frustrated
and on fire, she pulled him close.  She pressed her lips to his.  His tongue
snaked into his mouth.  She whimpered feeling even hotter. 

How
did they do this to me? 
She wondered releasing him.

“May
I—?” Feran asked inches away from her, “have your virginity as well?”

“Yes,”
she said kissing him once again. 

Moving
aside Kellam climbed atop her and kissed her.  He spread her legs and
positioned himself as she stared at his chest rubbing and caressing his solid
muscles.  His rigid cock rubbed her soaked mound.  His size was incredible.  It
felt like an enormous slick pipe grinding her clit.

Will
he fit?

“Love,
you will stretch,” Feran said stroking her hair.  She lovingly responded to his
kiss. 

She
gasped feeling the first thrust of Kellam's hips.  Her heart raced.

“Relax.
You will be fine,” Feran soothed. 

She
wanted to close her legs but his massive physique made that impossible.  Kellam
tried again, this time harder.  Her hymen held fast.  Her body quaked with each
hefty thrust. She gripped Feran's hand and grimaced feeling Kellam's cock probe
her entrance.

  Little
one, I love you. 
Kellam
grunted into her mind as he pushed once again.  Closing her eyes, a tear ran
down her cheek as a sharp pain ran through her.  Pushing gently but with a bit
of force, she felt herself give way.  She heard and felt the snap. Penetrated
her partially by his large penis, she whimpered. 

Suddenly
one became two.  She now shared herself physically with another person.  Kellam
remained still. The pressure from his cock was both enormous and exhilarating.

“She
is too tight,” he panted pulling out of her.

Through
their shared bond, she sensed his torture.  It took all the training he had to
hold himself back.  She wiped the tear on her cheeks.  Sore, she was happy and
in love. 

Feran
mounted her.  Eye to eye he whispered, “Do you want us to stop?”

“No,”
she replied softly.

“I love you.  Hold on to me,” he said before kissing her. 

She
grabbed hold of his waist.  His rigid cock rested on the outside of her mound. 
His long, meaty was narrow and extremely hard.  He wet himself with the juices
from her and Kellam and placed his tip at her entrance. 

“Unnnngggghhhhh,”
she panted as he sheathed himself in one stroke.

Something
tore inside of her.  Feran thrust in and out of her with long strokes.  He
groaned as he leaned forward, the weight of his body, pushed her into the
mattress.  He rode her hard, hollowing her. 

Her
muscles unfamiliar with him, spasmed and twitched.  She clenched him thrusting
her hips upwards. 

“Spirit
of the Knowing,” he murmured in the clan dialect, “I cannot hold out.”

Thrusting
more rapidly, her body shook.  She moaned feeling every inch of him inside of
her.  His iron-like tip rammed her cervix mercilessly, causing delicious
pleasure and pain. 

Her
tightly coiled desire snapped.  “Ahhhhhhhhh!!” she screamed her climax.

Suddenly
becoming rigid, he tensed and craned his back upward.  Liquid heat poured
inside of her.   

“I
can feel you,” she moaned.

He
puffed and finished.  Leaning forward he kissed dew covered face.  She sat up
as he moved aside.  She noticed crimson flecks on his semi-rigid organ.  She
looked at Kellam. She could tell he wanted more. 

“Come
my love,” she said reaching out to him. 

She
spread her legs as he mounted her.  He slid into her, but his girth caused her
to

cramp. 
Her nails sank into his back, causing him to grunt his concern.  He sank deep
penetrating her to the hilt before stopping.  She clung to him as he moved in
and out of her slowly.  She moaned tortured and delighted by the stretch.  With
each thrust his speed increased, she loved every bone-jarring plunge.

She
bounced as his powerful hips bore his penis deep into her.  Suddenly his
thrusts became shorter.  He titled her hips to him and held her close.  Round
and round his hips

went.

“Unnnnhhhhhh!”
she screamed.  Her climaxing wiping away her strength. 

Bucking
underneath him, she squeezed, without warning he exploded inside

of
her.  His hot semen flowed into her, coating her insides.  It was thick and
sticky.

“Kel!!
Yes!!"  she cried, his seed warming her. 

He
collapsed onto her.  Quietly she sobbed.  The connection had with them was
stronger than ever.  She loved them so much.

Kellam
stirred, “Little one I did not mean to hurt you.”

“I'm
fine,” she sputtered, “I just love you two so much.”

He
kissed her.  “I love you so.”

He
moved aside so Feran could embrace her.  Sore and exhausted, they collapsed on
either side of her and fell asleep.

“Z
isa,”
a voice said softly in her ear.

She
stirred. 

“Yes?”
she replied with closed eyes. 

“Can
you walk?”

The
comfort of the thick covers enveloped her.  Warm and cozy she did not want to
move.  She slept better than she ever had.  It was as if she lived in
perfection.  But was it all a dream?

“Heart
of mine,” Feran said caressing her fleshy hip.  “Can you walk?”

Walk?
She opened her eyes and glanced at the clock on the nightstand.  It was two in
the morning.  Suddenly it all came back to her.  She was on her honeymoon with
the men she loved.  She shifted her legs and winced. 

Pain
courtesy of the two very large men she loved.

“No. 
Not really.” 

She
wiggled her hips and legs they were like pudding. 

“I
will carry you,” he said with a kiss.

“That
won't be necessary,” she said as he stood up lifting her off the bed.

“Hush. 
I insist.”

She
wrapped her arms around Feran, holding him tightly.  She knew he would not drop
her but she cherished his touch. 

“Where's
Kellam?”

As
if on cue, he walked out of the lavare a soapy fragrance lingered on him.  He
paused to greet her with a kiss.  His damp mane grazed her skin. 

“The
cleaning mechans will be here shortly.  They say it will take a manner of
minutes to re-sheet the bed,” he informed. 

She
looked down at his waist.  The band from his sleep pants barely clung to his
narrow muscular waist. 

“Are
you all right?”

“I
am fine my love,” she said clasping his hands.  They dwarfed hers just like
every

other
part of him. With so much power, he remained gentle in action and spirit.

“I
am hungry and I'm ready for more,” she purred.

“First
we clean, then we eat,” he said before sucking her lower lip, “then we play. 
Feran you know what to do.”

She
yelped as Feran slung her over his shoulder.  As they walked toward the lavare,
she stared at the bed curiously eying the patch of dried blood.

****

Z
isa
stared at Feran's ridged abdomen.  It was a work of art.  His rich ochre clay
colored skin enticed her.  It begged to be licked.  Instead, she closed her
eyes, deciding to remain latched on to his long stiff penis.  She let go of the
rod with a kiss and mouthed his sac acclimating herself to his distinctive
taste. 

She
reveled at his shallow breathing knowing that she was the cause of his
pleasure.  She returned her attention to his shaft, pre-cum drizzled down its
length.  She lapped the bitter, salty mixture smearing it on her lips and chin.

“Take
me in your mouth,” he whispered.

She
obliged hollowing her mouth and sinking as low as possible without gagging. She
moved up and down, deep throating him.  His moan of pleasure rumbled deep in
his chest as his hands intertwined her hair.  She knew he was almost there.  He
sent his arousal through their shared bond causing her and Kellam to groan. 

He
was close.  She pulled away.  The floor creaked underneath her.  Kellam
approached.

“Don't
stop,” Feran pleaded

“The
doyen,” she replied. 

She
turned, faced Kellam’s engorged, and purple veined penis.  The meaty shaft had
given her pleasure and pain. She was determined to return the favor.  She took
the shaft into her mouth bobbing up and down giving pressure with her tongue. 
Her jaw ached from the strain, as her swallowed.  Pulling away and sucking the
juicy tip, she stood and faced him.

“Make
love to me.”

Zisa
lay with her back against the headboard and her knees bent and legs apart. 

“Unnnhhhh,”
she grunted.

His
deep penetration caused an ache in her center.  She loved it.  He moaned as he
thrust into her.  He paused then exited.

“I
need more,” he said and yanked her down to the center of the bed.

She
knew what he had in mind.  He wanted to open her up, so he could fit all of
himself into her.

“Open
fully and relax,” he said with barely contained patience. 

His
meaty tip probed her opening.  Then he sank.  She wailed.  He exited her with
one long stroke and plunged again.

Gods!
Yes! It feels good! 
Her body shook.

Her
mound stretched to capacity, she wondered.
 What have I gotten myself into?

Pleasure
consumed her brain as he changed angle and struck her clit. His thrusts became
stronger and shorter.  His sweaty torso ground against hers rubbing his musky
scent onto her.  She clung to him feeling loved and protected.

Heart
of mine. 
Feran projected nudging at her conscience. 

She
lowered her mental shield and connected with him.  Feeling the power of
Kellam's thrusts, he swore and broke away.  She raised her hips to meet him
with each thrust.

“Gods
Zisa,” he uttered losing his precious control.

Tears
of pleasure streamed from her eyes as they grunted in unison with each thrust.
Kellam slammed into her, grinding her into the bed.  Suddenly her arms flew
over her

head,
pinned down by an unknown force, he rode her to completion.  Her body swayed
with his as he ground desperately whacked her cervix.

“Unh,
unh, unh,” she panted.  “I'm gonna come!”

She
wrapped her legs around his bouncing ass wedging his enormous cock in her
center.  She clenched and groaned writhing wildly.  Kellam growled above her.
His cock exploded inside shooting his hot load into her tight center.

She
whimpered feeling him, saturate her insides, filling her with his seed.  She
came again and squeezed. 

“Gods,
she’s milking me,” Kellam cried above her. 

He
tried to pull away but her muscles would not relent until he was empty.  Spent
and slack, her muscles released their grip, allowing his limp penis to slide
out. 

Sated,
she wiggled her hips feeling his cum inside her.  She was full.  She did not
think she could handle more.  But Feran waited.  He kissed and mounted her, and
slid easily inside. 

“Mmmmm,”
he said as his mind connected with hers.

You
are still tight.  I like it.

Yes
baby,
she in toned back moving her hips in time with his.

I
feel his seed,
Feran projected circling his hips. 
Do you want
more?

Yes

“Eeeep,”
she cried out as his cock stabbed her.  “Please no.”

Feran
stopped and craned down to gloat. “I am in charge.”

She
and the bed shook as his skilled hips pistoned her.  She swore in every
language

she
knew as pleasure assaulted her mind.  She climaxed in no time squeezing him
tight.  He swore in the Retayan and pulled out of her.  Beads of sweat littered
his brow.

She
stared at him.  Her eyes were wide like saucers.  Was he upset?

“I'll
get you for that,” he mouthed silently.

“Sorry,”
she replied.

He
caressed her cheek reassuring her, that it was all a game.  He flipped her onto
her stomach and lifted her onto her hands and knees.  She relaxed as he
penetrated her deeply and rammed.  He grasped her hips and swollen bottom.  The
bed creaked and groaned.  Her body swayed with his, connected fully with Feran
barely able to move in or out.  Just circling, the friction drew him to
completion.  His hands tilted her hips as his body stiffened and held her in  place. 
Guttural moans erupt from his chest as his hot wet sperm seeped into her womb. 
It stretched to accommodate more sperm, she wailed with delight.

Feran
collapsed atop her panting.  His sweet scent mixed with Kellam's marking her as
theirs.