Devoured: Brides of the Kindred 11 (14 page)

“But I thought that was why they
developed the antidote,” Becca said. She gave a sidelong look at Far. “Which as
we know, isn’t always very effective.” The light twin had actually died of
poisoning from a
dr’gin’s
claws and
had thenbeen brought back again—either by the truthonium amulet or by the
Kindred Goddess—Becca still wasn’t sure which.

“It’s not very effective if
taken too late—the
dr’gin’s
poison is
always deadly if left too long. But it is said that if the wound is cleaned
immediately by the same beast who made the scratch, it may heal with no ill
effects.” He frowned. “That’s another reason they don’t bother inoculating
females against the poison. If the
dr’gin
who wounds her intends to take her as a mate, he will usually heal her
himself. Any of the others who are wounded are considered inconsequential and
left to die.”

“Ugh…” Becca shivered. “I really
prefer the Kindred view of women over the Rai’ku one.”

Truth brushed her cheek lightly
with his fingertips.

“I feel the same way, Rebecca.”

“But I thought licking and
tasting were taboo?” Far said, frowning.

“The
dr’gin
is not licking to give pleasure but to heal,” the dark twin
said sternly.

“Un-huh…” Becca murmured
sarcastically. “And what if the, uh,
wound
they need to heal is high up on their lady’s thigh? What then, hmm?”

One corner of Truth’s sensual
mouth twitched up.

“Now you have hit on the very
reason I used to wish I had a
dr’gin
within
myself. I fantasized many,
many
such
scenarios when I was alone in my room as a young male.”

“I just bet you did.” Becca
nudged him with her elbow and his cheeks went red.

“What can I say? I have always
longed to taste a female—even when I would not admit it to myself.”

“Of course you did, Brother—it
is the Kindred way,” Far said. “But back to Garron—what do you think his
dr’gin
will be like if it emerges?”

“I am certain Garron’s
dr’gin
would not be cruel…not after its
initial hunger was satiated, anyway,” the dark twin answered.

“So he won’t be cruel after he
gobbles her up. It’ll be kind of too late by then, won’t it?” Becca asked. “Do
you think we should go down there and try to get him to come back up? Do you
think Tess is in danger?”

“I think if Garron thought she
was in danger, he would have come back up voluntarily himself,” Far said.

Truth nodded. “Far is right. I
know my younger brother—he will do anything to avoid harming a female he cares
for. Including repressing a part of himself that has been ready to manifest for
years now.”

“Yes,” Becca said thoughtfully.
“He told me about how they “gathered the virgins” for him time and again and
every time he couldn’t change—couldn’t let his
dr’gin
out because he was afraid he would harm Nella. But Truth…”
She put a hand on the dark twin’s knee. “Garron has been holding that part of
himself back for
years
and you said
yourself his birthday—er, name day—is coming. What if when the time comes he
just…can’t anymore? Can’t hold himself back?”

Truth sighed and ran a hand
through his short, black hair. “I confess, I have the same fear.”

“Well, there is nothing we can
do about it now tonight with Garron and Tess down on Earth and the three of us
up here,” Far said practically. “And Garron’s name day isn’t for a little while
yet. Why don’t you use a Think-me to call him after you meet with the Council
tomorrow? While you’re talking you can ask him—in a round about way—if he fears
he might hurt this girl.”

“A good idea.” Truth nodded.
“The best thing would be to bring him back to the Mother Ship and provide him
with several Pairing Puppets he could, er, feed on after his first turning.”

“Why must it be Pairing Puppets?
If the
dr’gin
is hungry, why not give
it a cow or some other large Earth animal?” Far asked.

Truth shook his head. “If only
it were so easy! But the
dr’gin
must
feed on a sentient being.”

“The Pairing Puppets, while not
very bright,
do
have an extremely
limited sentience,” Far acknowledged. “But why must the creature a
dr’gin
feeds on be a thinking one?”

Truth frowned. “Because
ingesting such a being is what awakens the thinking part of it and allows it to
be more than just a beast. And as long as it mates in time and does not become
D’fex,
it will retain the ability to
think and reason.”

“What about the whole virgin
thing?” Becca asked hopefully. “Maybe that lets Tess off the hook. Will his
dr’gin
leave her alone if she’s been
with someone already?”

“Unfortunately not,” the dark
twin said, frowning. “The gathering of the virgins is simply a tradition among
the Rai’ku. Females are considered expendable since there are three times as
many of them as males. But newly turned
dr’gins
have been known to eat anyone in their path. They
prefer
unmated females but their appetites are not limited to
them.”

“It
does
sound like the Pairing Puppets are still our best option,” Far
said. “They look and act and smell like unmated females and they are capable of
some limited thoughts—hopefully that will satisfy the
dr’gin’s
cravings for meat.”

“But that only eliminates half
the problem,” Becca pointed out. “What about
after
the feeding? When he changes back and needs to mate?”

Far shrugged. “Another Pairing
Puppet I suppose.”

“What? When he’s dream sharing
with the human female?” Truth looked offended. “He couldn’t—he
wouldn’t.”

“That
is
true.” Far frowned thoughtfully. “A Kindred male who has started
dream sharing with the female he is destined to be with has no desire to
copulate with anyone or any
thing
else.
Not even an excellent facsimile of a female like a Pairing Puppet.”

“Well, then
that’s
going to be a problem,” Becca said. “Because I don’t know
any
human girl who’s going to be down
with having sex with a guy after she watched him rip up two or three life-like
puppets—which I assume bleed real blood and probably scream real screams—and
then eat them. Even if he
was
in
another form when he did it.”

“There’s another problem with
using a Pairing Puppet for the mating,” Truth pointed out. “Typically first
transformation sex is bonding sex for a Rai’ku Kindred. Garron couldn’t bond to
a puppet—and he wouldn’t want to even if he could.”

“It’ll
have
to be Tess then.” Becca shivered. “Although how in the world
she can get in the mood for love after seeing his
dr’gin
devour anyone is beyond me.”

“There is no reason Tess would
have to see the first part of the turning,” Far said quietly. “And do not be
too certain about what a female will or will not agree to. Remember,
mi’now,
you yourself were quite certain
you would not want both of us at once.”

“And now look at the three of
us,” Truth remarked, brushing a stray curl from her cheek. “Far and I fill you
often and well and you do not seem to have any complaints.”

“That…that’s different,” Becca
protested a little breathlessly. “I mean, at least I have the bonding fruit to
ease the way. Plus, the two of you stay in your right forms. Neither one of you
turns into a furry, feathery, scaly monster that looks like he belongs in a
Chinese New Year parade!”

“I will talk to Garron about all
of this when I bespeak him after the Council meeting,” Truth growled softly.
“But for now, I find myself wishing to concentrate on other things.” He scooted
closer to Becca and cupped her cheek. “Much sweeter things.”

“I agree with you, Brother.” Far
was suddenly right behind her, kissing her bare shoulder. “You know, Becca,” he
murmured in her ear. “We still have an hour or so before the three of us have
to be up. We could spend it sleeping…”

“Or doing other things,” Truth
finished for him.

“That’s true…” Becca had a
naughty idea. “I know what things I’d like to do—I want to hear some of Truth’s
fantasies. The ones he used to imagine back when he wished he had a
dr’gin
of his own.” She shivered.
“Although God knows, I’m glad he doesn’t.”

Truth raised an eyebrow. “Those
were very private thoughts you know
,”
he
said softly. “I never intended to
share
them.”

“Of course they were, baby…”
Becca stroked his cheek. “But you can share anything with us—you know that.”
She cuddled a little closer, brushing his arm with her breasts, which were
barely covered by her white lace nighty. “Please?”

“Maybe we could act them out,”
Far suggested softly. “Becca could lie back against me and play the part of the
wounded female and Truth could be the
dr’gin
intent on healing her…or breeding her, whichever you choose, Brother.”

“I choose both,” Truth growled.
“But I don’t want her lying back against you, Far. If we’re going to do this right
it needs to be more…animalistic.”

“What…what do you mean?” Becca’s
heart was stuttering in her chest as she looked at him uncertainly.

“Here—I’ll show you.” Truth
pulled her up to her knees and reached for the lace hem of her nighy. In one
swift motion, he had it over her head, baring her breasts and leaving only her
little lace panties to cover her.

“Oh!” Becca gasped, covering her
breasts out of instinct.

“No, don’t…” Far was on his
knees behind her and he pulled away her arms. “You must show yourself,
mi’now,”
he murmured in her ear. “You
must show that you are willing to receive him.”

“I…I’ll try,” Becca whispered.
Truth’s pale gray eyes were blazing like silver fire, making her feel naked and
hot all over. He and Far were both wearing their blue silk sleep trousers as
always but now, as if by mutual consent, they both slipped them off leaving her
on the bed with two very large, very naked Kindred warriors.

Mother
of God, and both extremely hard,
Becca
thought, her heart pounding. She was really glad at this point that she was
eating a daily dose of bonding fruit. If not, she would have wanted to run a
mile from the thick shafts rising between her men’s legs.

“How do you need our lady,
Brother?” Far asked, reaching around to cup Becca’s breasts and play with her
nipples. “Do you want her on her back with her legs spread for you?”

“No.” The dark twin’s voice was
a low growl. “I need her on her hands and knees with her thighs open wide. I
need her ready to submit to my tongue in her pussy.”

“Oh…” Becca whispered.

Truth had gone down on her in
every possible position by now but his favorite seemed to be lying between her
legs while she was on her back. He claimed it gave him greater access and
allowed her to relax so he could pleasure her longer.

But something told her this was
going to be different. The dark twin wasn’t interested in a marathon session of
pussy licking tonight—instead, this was going to be a rough, fast cunt lapping,
something to make her so hot she couldn’t help spreading her legs for his thick
cock.

“You heard him, Becca
,”
Far murmured in her ear. “Get on your
hands and knees and spread your thighs wide.”

“I…I’ll try. Try to be…to be
open for him,” Becca whispered, feeling like her entire body was flushed.

“I’ll help you,
mi’now,”
the light twin murmured. As he
spoke, he sat with his back against the headboard and helped Becca get on her
hands and knees in front of him. She knelt there feeling vulnerable but not
frightened because Far was right in front of her—close enough to lean on if she
needed him. Close enough to kiss if she just wanted him.

“That’s good. Just right,” she
heard Truth growl behind her and for a moment she swore that he sounded exactly
like a beast. A deep shiver ran through her entire body and then Truth hooked
his fingers into the fragile lace of her panties and ripped them completely
away.

“Hey!” Becca gasped, looking
over her shoulder. “What…what are you…?”

“Hold her still, Far.” Truth’s
gray eyes were blazing as he looked at her. “You wanted to know about my
fantasy, Rebecca? Well this is it—I want to lick and suck your pussy until I
get you good and wet—wet enough for my cock. Then I’m going to slide inside you
and fuck you deep and long and hard. Is that what you want?”

“I…I…” Becca felt another shiver
go through her and she couldn’t tell if it was a shiver of fear or lust…or
both.

“It’s all right, Becca,” she
heard Far murmuring as he stroked her hair. “Truth just wants to let his wild
side out a little. But I’m still here—I’ll be here with you through it all.”

He ducked his head and kissed
her, capturing her mouth at the same time that she felt Truth’s hot breath on
her naked ass.

“All right,” she moaned as the
kiss broke at last. “If you promise to hold me while he…while he takes me.”