Casey's Warriors (Bondmates) (32 page)

At last he gentled beneath her, his breath hot on her skin and his adoration for her mixing with Lorn’s love.

With unsteady hands he moved her off of his lap and onto the bed, leaving her in a blissed-out sensual coma of satisfaction against the smooth sheets. The men’s voices were meaningless as she stretched and let out a sound that was almost like a purr. When big, unfamiliar hands stroked along her thighs all she could do was smile.

“Look at me, little Matriarch, and know who is touching you,” Nast demanded in a rough voice.

Forcing her eyes to at least partially open she took in the masculine beauty that was Nast. With his long hair falling over his sculpted shoulders and his lips lifted from his teeth in a sensual snarl, he seemed to hit all the right buttons of her desire. Lorn moved behind her and cushioned her head on his lap, his erection pressed against her cheek. He stroked her hair while Nast began to slowly undress her and when she closed her eyes at the sensation of the air hitting her wet pussy, Nast gave her inner thigh a sharp pinch that sent pleasure and pain mixing through her already overheated body.

“Look at me, Casey,” he growled out in a feral tone.

Lorn gripped her hair and forced her to watch Nast while his wild arousal stroked her soul. Evidently Nast touching her turned Lorn on more than the other men had because his cock against the side of her face was hard enough to pound nails and his need was relentless. “Give him what he wants,
alyah
. He has been waiting a long, long time for you.”

Nast chose that moment to place his mouth over her entire sex and suck. With a scream she arched into his touch and clawed at the sheets, trying to deal with the overwhelming sensations that threatened to drive her crazy. She desperately reached out to Lorn both mentally and physically, only to find his lust even fiercer than hers. A sob of pleasure escaped from her as she struggled to deal with an emotional onslaught of desire thick enough to drown in.

Nast eased back a bit and held her sex open with his thumbs, examining her as he gently blew on her pussy. “She has such a beautiful pussy, all these soft folds of skin for me to play with. And such abundant nectar, so sweet. I could eat you for days. You have no idea how much I want you, how badly I need to feel you climax against my lips.”

“Oh, God,” she whimpered as the tip of his tongue breached her sheath.

“Suckle gently on her clit, the hard little bump at the top of her slit. She loves that. Use a little bit of fang and tease her. Make her beg.”

Casey wanted to glare at Lorn for telling Nast how to drive her crazy but when the other man did as her husband asked all she could do was grip the sheets again and try to keep her mind from being torn apart. A brush of a strong male presence touched her soul and she hesitated to answer his call, frightened by the enormity of his need. Lorn stroked her sweaty brow with a gentle touch so at odds with his best friend’s almost animalistic licks at her swollen sex.

“Do not be scared, Casey. It is all right. Let him join our love, please. I am begging you to accept his gift.”

The ability to think was beyond her, but Lorn’s plea touched her heart. Even though she was scared by the intensity of Nast’s call to her soul she opened herself to him, trusting Lorn to keep her safe. Instead of rushing into her as she feared, Nast’s energy slowly eased through her like a warm rush of water that washed away the fright trying to raise her shields. He didn’t plunder her mind or overtake her soul, though he could. His spirit was incredibly strong. Instead he seamlessly merged with her and with Lorn. The potential for a more complete bonding was there, but Nast held himself back, and in doing so, allowed her to relax.

She sat up further, Lorn shifting so she could lie back against him and watch Nast eat her pussy like it was his most favorite meal in the entire universe. His green-eyed gaze met hers and she smiled at him, feeling his soul and knowing he was hers. Not the same as Lorn, not yet, but someday he would be. Reaching out she gripped his hair and pressed him to her sex, rocking her pussy against his lips.

“Stick your tongue out.” She was shocked that the husky murmur came from her but she knew what he wanted and what she needed.

Gripping his hair tighter, enough to hurt, she rocked her clit over his raspy tongue, shuddering as his lust overtook her own and buried her in a burning need so fierce she came almost instantly. He snarled and latched his mouth around her slit again, swirling his tongue through her labia before thrusting it into her sheath as he greedily ate the juice spilling from her body. To her surprise he didn’t join her in her climax, closing the bond between them and fighting it even as he strove to drive her higher. She screamed and Lorn had to hold her hands pinned to the side of his hips as she tried to claw at something, anything to hold onto while Nast continued to feast on her overly sensitive sex.

At last he gentled his mouth and softly nuzzled her, something resembling a growling purr vibrating against her and making her moan weakly.

The men chuckled and when he finally lifted his mouth from between her thighs his lips and chin glistened with her release.

“Come here,” she whispered and tugged his face to hers.

With soft licks she cleaned the earthy taste of herself from his mouth and he shuddered with each stroke of her tongue, his tormented arousal giving her a wicked sense of power. It was her body, her touch, her soul that was driving him crazy. He had so much self-control, but he wouldn’t be able to resist her teasing for long. When their lips met in a kiss he ate at her mouth just like he’d eaten at her pussy and she moaned against his tongue.

Nast released her from his kiss just as Lorn pulled her into his arms then placed her on her hands and knees in a lightning fast move that left her head spinning.

Positioning his cock at her entrance, Lorn slowly eased in so the fat head was stretching her sheath, making her cry out. He leaned over and fed her a little more of his cock. “Will you honor him by taking his seed in your mouth,
alyah
?”

She glanced over her shoulder and found Nast already naked. His erection was a fierce, dark amethyst with beads of lilac precum dripping from the tip. She could feel his need, his emotional craving to join them, but he wouldn’t move without her permission. Their gazes met and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open as Lorn continued to press into her, filling both her mind and body.

“Come to me, Nast, let me take care of you,” she murmured in a voice gone rough from screaming.

In an instant he was before her. Instead of reaching for her head he clasped his hands behind his back and knelt near her face, his throbbing erection inches from her lips. She reached out and traced her fingers along his length, playing with the pleasure ridges in a way she knew drove Lorn crazy. It seemed to be the same with Nast because he gave a fierce growl and more precum spilled from him. Catching the wetness with her finger she smeared it over the engorged head of his shaft before licking it off with delicate swipes of her tongue. He had a slightly richer taste than Lorn, still delicious, but different.

“Lord of Life,” Nast groaned out.

“I know,” Lorn replied in a strained voice. “She makes you want to spill yourself the moment she touches you with her hot little mouth.”

Giving Nast a heated look, reveling in her sensual power as a woman, she began to lick along his shaft, gripping him with one hand while Lorn picked up his pace, sliding in and out of her body and making her buck back against him, eager for her husband to spill himself in her. With their combined passion creating a bonfire of need within her she sucked hard on Nast, tonguing him and scraping his crest with her teeth before rubbing her hand up and down his shaft in a twisting motion that had him snarling.

Unable to focus anymore she reached up and grabbed his hands, placing them on her head.

Lorn gave her a harsh thrust that moved her mouth further down Nast’s shaft. “She wants you to use her mouth, to fuck yourself with it so she can come. The act of swallowing our seed arouses her fiercely.”

She moaned in agreement as Nast tightened his hold on her hair, delicious tingles of pain racing from her scalp and somehow turning into ecstasy.

Then the men really began to work her.

Moving in perfect rhythm, they fucked her with animalistic abandon, each thrusting then dragging back out, throwing her into her climax so fast it caught her by surprise. They stilled and barely moved as she contracted and jerked between them, pinned into place by the cock in her mouth and in her pussy, eaten alive by their desire and their hard determination not to go over with her.

Before her sex had even stopped quivering they picked up the pace again, opening the bond they’d closed between her and them when she’d climaxed. Their need, masculine and fierce, reduced her to nothing but sensation as she strove to bring them to completion. So good, this moment with them had to be as close to divine ecstasy as a mortal could get. Lorn sank his fingers into her hips and performed a rotating motion that hit some spot deep inside her body and made her see stars. Nast stroked her cheeks as he slid in and out of her eager mouth, pausing to let her suck on the tip.

“That is it, Casey, drink me down. You are perfect, Lord of Life you are perfect.” He shuddered hard and Lorn ground himself into her.

Her moans were muffled by Nast’s thick head stretching her mouth and she drew in a deep breath through her nose before taking him as far as she could, then swallowing so her throat sucked at the tip. He shouted then roared as the first hot blast of his seed filled her. She swallowed frantically, having to pull away and let his cum paint her lips as she tensed, Lorn’s orgasm triggering her own.

For a brief moment there were no walls between them and their souls entwined in a pleasure greater than anything their bodies could endure. She was distantly aware of the rough melody of Lorn and Nast’s roaring howls mixing with her own screams but the only thing she could really feel was paradise. Satisfaction, love, security, and a profound sense of adoration blanketed her even as she collapsed against the bed, with Nast’s twitching cock in her loose grip and Lorn barely moving enough not to crush her as he fell against her.

Exhaustion overcame her and she could barely breathe let alone move as the men hauled her between them. They were so big, so solid that she felt tiny between them, yet protected.

Cherished. Adored. Worshipped.

She had no idea how long she slept, only that she gradually became aware of her body again and the sensation of hands caressing her. The touch was sensual, but not demanding. More like whoever touched her simply enjoyed the feeling of her skin. She opened her eyes and found both Lorn and Nast watching her with identical, pleased smiles.

The memory of what they’d done together made her flush with embarrassment and she wanted to pull a pillow over her face. Instead she curled into Lorn’s chest and buried her heated cheeks against him. Hurt radiated from Nast and she realized he thought she was rejecting him. Reaching back, she hauled his arm around her so he was pressed against her back, his erection nestled between her buttocks.

“Why do you hide from us,
alyah
?” Lorn asked in a concerned voice.

She closed down the connection between them enough so she could still feel the men but also have a sense of privacy. “I can’t believe I just did that with both of you. And Onyo…and Chel…oh God.”

“Are you regretting it?” Nast asked in a coldly neutral voice.

Shaking her head, she turned again so it was Nast she was looking at. “I don’t know you. And on my world a woman who sleeps with two men is considered morally corrupt. Let alone a woman who has orgasms with two other men in front of her husband.”

Lorn laughed then Nast began to chuckle. “What a horrible world to live in where females would deny themselves the pleasure we just had.”

She stared up at them, irritated they were making light of it, but enough of their amusement seeped through that her embarrassed anger faded a bit. “Well, when you put it that way it sounds silly.”

Cuddling her close, Lorn kissed the top of her head. “They do not believe a woman can love more than one man.”

Nast stared at Lorn in shock. “What?”

“It is true. They were raised to believe that love is limited, that you can only feel it for one person.”

“That is…that is just idiotic.”

“I agree.”

She shoved at both of them. “Get off me.”

Nast grinned and snatched her up, rolling over so she was draped on his chest. “Little bride, I understand you feel conflicted. But know this, Lorn and I have discussed it while you slept and we are in complete agreement. I’m declaring my intent to become your second husband.”

“What?”

Lorn lay next to Nast and tugged her over so she was draped atop both of them. “We will not rush you as we have the rest of our lives to convince you we belong together, but you need to know it is my deepest wish for us to be family.”

With a soft sigh, Nast smoothed her hair off the side of her face. “You have no idea how hard it was not to leap from the stands and claim you when I first saw you in your bonding gown. So beautiful, the most stunning woman I have ever seen,” Nast said in a rumbling growl with his cock beginning to thicken against her hip. “Casey, if I had found you first I would have somehow found a way to bring Lorn into your life. I understand you do not feel the same for me as you do for Lorn and I respect that, but please give me a chance to prove myself to you. I promise you will be happy with me as a husband.” His lips turned into a slight smile. “I am willing to lick that delicious little pussy of yours, drink down your sweet nectar, and give you orgasm after orgasm until you agree. I will live with your soft thighs wrapped around my shoulders and my face. I will only stop pleasuring you so that I may sleep against your lush breasts, suckling at your pretty nipples until you come one more time before drifting off.”

Despite her best shielding efforts lust poured into her from both men and she frowned at them, fighting a smile at the same time. “That is so not fair.”