Divided: Brides of the Kindred 10 (2 page)

Chapter
Three

“Ahh!”
Becca’s back arched as a sudden wave of electricity
raced through her. All at once her nipples were painfully hard and her pussy
was throbbing with need. The big, warm, male hands on her body seemed to
radiate heat and lust, spreading a growing desire throughout her entire being
until she was nearly panting with need.

No,
she thought wildly even as the sensations continued and
intensified.
No, we can’t do this! This is what happened before. If we don’t
break the connection we’re going to start hearing each other’s thoughts and—

It’s happening again.
Truth’s mental voice was as growly as his
regular one.

I thought last time
was a one-time occurrence.
Far sounded bewildered.
Because Becca had eaten that
bonding fruit confection.

Guess you thought
wrong, Brother,
Truth sent.

Despite her growing need, Becca couldn’t
help but notice that Truth had named
Far
as his
brother without a trace of irony or condescension for what was probably the
first time ever.

Is she all right?
Far asked.
I’m worried about her—about all of us. This…union
affects me strangely.

If you mean it makes
you horny as the Seven Hells,
then
you’re not alone,
Truth growled.
I’m hard as a rock.

Me as well.
Do you think it affects our lady the same way?

And that was the first time
Far
had referred to her as “our” lady, Becca couldn’t help
noting.

I…I’m here,
she sent to both of them.

Are you well?
Far asked at once.

I’m fine. I just…feel
strange.

Do you feel it too?
Truth asked.
The sexual need?

I…I don’t really
know.

Don’t bother lying,
Truth sent flatly.
I’m touching you. You know I’ll be
able to tell.

I could be wrong,
Brother, but it seems to me that accusing our lady of lying is not the quickest
way to her heart,
Far sent dryly.

I just want the
truth—that’s all. I want to hear it from her. I want to know how you feel,
Truth demanded of her.

I feel…you know how I
feel,
Becca sent desperately.
I
feel…hot…needy. But I don’t understand why—I didn’t eat any bonding fruit this
time. It’s so confusing!

What’s so confusing
about it?
Truth murmured.
You
may have taken an oath of purity with your mind but your heart needs love and
your body needs pleasure, Rebecca.

What she took was a
vow of
celibacy
and we have already forced her to break it once,
Far reminded him acerbically.

We didn’t exactly
break it,
Becca sent anxiously.

Actually, they had really only bent it a
little and it had been mostly all in her head—well, in all three of their
heads—just as they were now. When she’d confessed what she had done later to
Kat, the other girl had been amazed that Becca had been able to do so little to
overcome the deadly dose of bonding fruit she’d consumed. Kat declared she
still couldn’t figure out why Becca had been able to confine her urges to
mental gymnastics, declaring that she’d never heard of anyone who didn’t have to
have actual physical sex in order to get over the effects of the powerful
aphrodisiac agents in the fruit…

That’s right,
Truth agreed, obviously thinking along the same lines.
We
didn’t break your oath—mostly we just imagined what we wanted to do to you…
didn’t
we? Something along these lines…

A vivid mental image in her mind’s eye
suddenly showed her in bed with Truth, and neither of them was wearing any
clothes.

I believe I helped
too,
Far sent and suddenly he appeared in bed
as well.

Becca gasped at the sight of her own naked
self being bracketed by two huge, muscular males. They were all lying on their
sides and she was facing Far. Truth was behind her, pressing his pelvis against
her bare behind and running one hand possessively over the curve of her hip.

The sight was so real Becca could almost
feel the heat of both big bodies on either side of her, could practically smell
the warm, masculine scent the brothers seemed to make only when they were
together. She never detected it when she was with just one of them but when
they were side by side and almost
touching,
the scent
was enough to make her weak with lust. Strangely, though, no one else ever
seemed to smell it. Becca had wondered about it from time to time but since
Truth and Far were almost never in such close proximity, it didn’t usually
bother her.

It was bothering her now, though. Along
with the sight of the three of them naked and caressing each other, the scent
was making her hotter and hotter. It was almost too much to
stand
.

Truth!
she
protested, breathlessly.
Truth, please…

Goddess above, I love
your luscious full ass, Rebecca,
he
murmured.
Love how you’re not a skinny bag of bones like so many of the
Earth girls I’ve seen.

And I love your
breasts, mi’now,
Far whispered through
the strange link they seemed to share. In the image she was watching, Becca saw
him bend his head and kiss the full slopes of her bare breasts possessively.
Are
your nipples truly as dark as Truth imagines them?
he
asked, kissing one lightly.
We have no females with your lovely skin color
on Twin Moons. I find it most erotic.

Far, not you too!
Becca sent.
I…we shouldn’t be doing this. You know we
shouldn’t.

Why not? It’s what we
did last time and we all enjoyed it,
Truth
pointed out.
As I recall, Rebecca, you came most beautifully when we enjoyed
your body. Here, turn to me.
He turned her toward him and leaned in to kiss
her on the mouth.

Becca pulled back.
But…but I was under
the influence of the bonding fruit then!
she
protested uncertainly.
I…it shouldn’t be this way now. I don’t understand
why we’re all feeling this way.

Maybe we just long to
be together.
Far turned her back towards himself and kissed her nipple
again and this time Becca swore she could feel the heat of his mouth as he
flicked out the tip of his tongue to taste her. God, she was losing all track
of reality! Was she still lying prone on the grass after getting elbowed in the
head by the Beast Kindred? Or were the three of them really somewhere naked in
bed, about to do things they really shouldn’t be doing? They had to stop
this—stop it before it went too far! Last time she’d had a valid excuse to be
horny out of her mind, this time she hadn’t eaten any bonding fruit. There was
no way to justify such behavior to herself—none at all.

Please,
she sent.
I don’t…don’t want to do this.

Then why is your body
so ready for me?
Truth murmured.
Don’t
lie
, Rebecca—you know I can always tell.

She responds to my
touch as well.
Far
stroked one large, warm hand down her side.
Come, mi’now, Truth is wrongheaded in most things but
you cannot deny that he’s right about how you’re feeling.

My body may be saying
yes but my mind is saying no!
Becca sent
desperately.
Listen to me—we need to stop now.

We must listen to
her, brother. Becca’s wishes must be respected.
Reluctantly,
Far
stopped kissing
her breasts.

Truth sighed and stopped rubbing his hand
over her bare ass.
All right but I still say you should listen to your body,
not your mind. You must need this kind of release or we wouldn’t have fallen
into this strange dream-state a second time the moment we touched.

Not everything has to
be about lovemaking,
Far objected.
There
may be some other, perfectly logical reason why we find ourselves bound
together. There may be—

Suddenly Becca heard howling—
a long, liquid moan like
a wolf pack in full cry. The
chilly, lonesome sound sent a shiver down her spine and she felt a sudden sense
of foreboding she couldn’t explain.

What was that?
she
asked, looking around wildly.
That sound—what was it?

I don’t know but I
don’t fucking like it,
Truth growled.

The harbinger.
Far’s deep voice was
soft and unhappy.
It is the harbinger.

The what? What in the
Seven Hells is a harbinger?
Truth demanded.

It’s a warning. I
only hear it when I’m about to have a vision,
Far explained.
But I’ve never had anyone else hear it
with me before. I’ve never—

Suddenly the bed they were in disappeared
and they found themselves in another part of the Mother Ship. Becca saw that
all different kinds of Kindred warriors were talking and walking around. Some
were eating, some using Think-mes to speak to loved ones, some arguing or
talking to each other. Strangely, though, there were no females in sight—it was
all males.

All men.
And I’m…
Becca
looked down at herself and saw that she was still naked. The other Kindred
males seemed not to see her but still…
Far!
she
complained, trying to cover herself with her hands and arms.
Since this is
your vision will you please put some clothes on me? And put some on Truth and
yourself too. I don’t need to see all that.

I can’t.
Far still sounded distressed.
The vision shows what it will. I cannot change it.

Well, maybe I can,
Truth said.
Let’s see…

Looking anxiously down at her naked self,
Becca suddenly saw her nipples go a shade lighter.

Hey—what?
she
began angrily.

Sorry,
Truth sent, sounding anything but.
I just thought I
might have gotten it wrong before. Should they be darker, then?

Clothes! Now!
Becca demanded.

Sorry, Rebecca,
he sent again.
But I—

Hush, can’t you feel
it? The vision is coming,
Far whispered.
This
will be a bad one—I can tell.

How can you tell?
Becca sent anxiously, forgetting to be angry.

I just know. I feel
it in my bones.

Far sounded so
apprehensive that Becca felt a shiver run down her bare back.
Truth, however, evidently didn’t feel the same.

What is this?
he
demanded.
What’s supposed to be so frightening about
the Unmated Males area of the ship? What—

Suddenly all the
activity around them ceased.
One
moment all of the various Beast and Blood and Twin Kindred were going about
their business and the next they all froze. Then, as she and Truth and Far
watched, Becca saw every single one of their heads lift up to look at the
vaulted ceiling of the Mother Ship above. It was eerie—as though they were all
puppets being pulled by the same string.

What in the Seven
Hells is going on?
Truth demanded. This
time even he sounded anxious and uncertain.
What are you doing, Brother?

Nothing—I do not make
the visions—they come to me.

Well make it
stop—you’re scaring our lady.

I cannot. The vision
must run its course. Look!

A dark cloud of black smoke was suddenly
coming down, drifting like a deadly rain from the air vents in the ceiling far
above. As it touched them, the warriors in the Unmated Males section began to
change.

It happened all at once. To Becca’s horror,
their faces began to run like wax, revealing horrible, dark visages beneath.
Their handsome, regular features became sneering, leering masks of evil and
hatred.

And then their eyes began to glow…