Divided: Brides of the Kindred 10 (50 page)

“Yes,” Becca moaned. “Please, yes, I…I want you to.”

Up until now Far had been silent as he traced her swollen clit
with his tongue and lapped her slippery folds. Now he stopped licking for a
moment and looked up. When he did, Becca could see that his mouth was shiny
with her juices.

“Gods your pussy is sweet,
mi’now,”
he murmured, kissing
her thigh. “I can see why my brother lost control the first time he tasted
you.”

“She’s delicious, isn’t she, Brother?” Truth growled,
continuing to fuck deep into Becca’s pussy. “So sweet and hot and
wet.”

“She is,” Far agreed. “But I want you to do something for me,
Truth. I know you’re close—just as you come, push all the way into her pussy
and bury yourself to the hilt inside her.”

“Why…why do you want him to do that?” Becca gasped as Truth’s
strokes inside her began to speed up.

“I’m going to lick you and suck your clit right at the moment
my brother comes inside you,” Far murmured. “As he spills his cum deep in your
pussy, you’ll feel my tongue on you, making you come right along with him.”

“I…
oh…”
Becca moaned. “I don’t…don’t think it’ll be
long. I’m so
close.”

“As am I,” Truth growled in her ear. “Get ready, Rebecca—going
to come inside you now. Going to press my shaft deep into your soft little cunt
and fill you with my cum.”

“Do it, Brother,” Far murmured, his eyes filled with lust.
“Fuck our lady deep and leave your seed inside her.”

With a low groan, the dark twin did. Becca could feel him stroking
inside her, pressing hard as though he wanted to get as deeply into her as he
could. Then, when the head of his cock was kissing the mouth of her womb, he
held rock solid and steady and she felt his thick shaft ripple inside her.

“That’s right—come inside her.” Far leaned forward again,
pressing his face between her legs and parted her pussy with a long, slow
stroke of his tongue. Then he found the aching bud of her clit and sucked it
between his lips, torturing it sweetly with the tip of his tongue until Becca
couldn’t take it anymore.

“Oh…Oh,
God!”
she moaned, as her orgasm overtook her.
“Oh,
please…yes…yes!”

“That’s right, sweetheart,” she heard Truth growling in her
ear. “Come on my cock while my brother licks your sweet pussy. Come while he
sucks your clit.”

Becca couldn’t have done anything else if her life depended on
it. She threw back her head and moaned as Truth filled her and Far licked her.
It was too much…too much…and yet still, somehow, not enough.

“Mother of God,” she whispered hoarsely as the pleasure finally
faded, leaving her panting for breath. “That was…”

“Amazing,” Truth murmured in her ear. “Love coming inside you,
Rebecca. Love filling your cunt with my seed.”

“And I love tasting you while my brother fucks you,” Far said,
looking up. “But having his seed in your pussy is only half of what we need for
bonding.”

“I need more,” Becca whispered. “I…I know it sounds crazy—I
should be completely exhausted, and I
am
. But I can’t help feeling
like…well, like I need more.”

“You need both of us,” Far told her. “Don’t worry, my lady, you
will have us.” He looked up at Truth. “Brother, are you ready to fuse with me?”

“More than ready,” Truth assured him. “Making love to our lady
is very sweet this way but it feels…incomplete somehow. I keep feeling like I
need to breed her but I can’t get my shaft deeply enough inside her.”

“That’s because in order to really breed and bond, she must be
taken by both of us at once,” Far told him. “Pull out for a moment so we can
fuse and I’ll show you.”

“Of course.” Truth slid slowly from Becca’s pussy and she
moaned softly at the sudden feeling of emptiness. After what they had just
done, she ought to be so tired she just wanted to roll over and fall asleep.
Instead, she felt invigorated—as though the sex they’d just had was barely an
appetizer with the main course to come.
No pun intended,
whispered a
naughty little voice in her brain.

Still, she wondered as Truth pulled out, would he really be
able to go again so soon? Wouldn’t he need any recovery time before he and Far
fused?

Her question was answered when she saw how long and thick and
hard he still was. It was almost as though he had never come at all although
the creamy white cum slipping out of her pussy said otherwise. And just as Far
had predicted, she could feel the seed the dark twin had left in her making her
yearn for more—for something thicker to penetrate her and get even deeper into
her.

She didn’t have long to wait because Truth and Far were already
getting into position, one on either side of her. Becca scooted up to the head
of the bed to give them room and watched with impatient interest as they did
what neither had ever done before—what they had been born to do.

“Show me how.” Truth’s deep voice was hoarse. “I need to be
inside our lady again but with you inside her as well. “Show me, Brother.”

“I will but slowly,” Far cautioned. “I know the logistics of
this but I’ve never done it before. Don’t rush—Becca isn’t going anywhere.”

“No, I’m waiting right here for you—both of you,” Becca assured
them. “I want to see how this works too.”

“It’s not difficult,” Far said. “First we must be face-to-face,
as we are. Next, we will simply come together to form a single shaft.”

Becca watched as the dark twin, who would have rejected such a
suggestion angrily just a few weeks before, eagerly scooted forward.

“Now what?” he murmured.

“Now will it to happen. We both want this—want to merge so we
can fill our lady as one. It should be as natural as breathing.”

“Yes…” Truth closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
“Yes.
”

Becca watched in amazement as the two long, hard cocks merged
together, melting into one thick shaft that joined her two men into one.

The sight of such a big member should have scared her to
death—and it would have if she hadn’t had the bonding fruit juice. As it was,
all she could see was that the men she loved most in the world were now
one—they had joined together just for her, to give her exactly what she needed.
And right now what she needed was to have them both inside her.

“Becca,” Far murmured, seeming to read her mind. “Come down
between us and let us fill you.”

“Yes, Far…” She complied, laying on her side and facing the
light twin. She scooted down until she felt the broad head of the large shaft
sliding over her open folds. As it bumped over her clit, she felt a tingle of
pleasure rush through her and her heart started pumping again like crazy. Was
she really going to do this? Take them both into her pussy at the same time?

Yes,
she thought.
Yes, I want this—want
them. Want to show how much I love them and this is the best way—the only way.

“Good,” Far murmured as the broad head came to rest at the
entrance of her pussy. “Now just hold still,
mi’now—
hold still and let
Truth and I fill you.”

Becca bit her lip as she felt the incredibly thick shaft begin
to breach her entrance. Had she thought Truth was big? Well this cock was twice
as broad—almost
too
much even
with the bonding fruit juice in her system.

“Relax, Becca,” Far murmured, catching her eyes with his. “Just
relax and let us in. The bonding fruit juice should make you able to open and
Truth’s cum in your pussy should help us slide inside you.”

As he spoke another thick inch slipped into her open pussy,
making Becca moan with mingled pleasure and fear.

“How do you feel?” Truth said in her ear. “I feel your anxiety,
Rebecca. Let us know if you’d like us to stop.”

“Don’t you dare,” Becca gasped as they worked their way a
little further into her. “It’s a little scary and a whole…whole lot bigger than
anything I’ve ever tried but I want…no, I
need
the two of you inside me.
If you stop now I’ll go crazy!”

“Very well then,” Far murmured as he and Truth pushed even
deeper into her. “We won’t stop, Becca. Won’t stop until your womb is
overflowing with our seed.”

“Yes,” Becca moaned and she knew that was exactly what she
needed—what they all needed to make this bond complete. Until they fucked her
and came in her as one, the three of them would never be totally together. And
what she wanted more than anything else was to be with her men always—to bind
them to her so tightly she would never have to let them go.

“Gods,
mi’now
, you’re so beautiful,” Far breathed,
looking into her eyes. “Almost all the way in you now. Can you feel us reaching
the end of your channel?”

“Yes,” Becca gasped. “Yes, I…oh, please yes—put it in me all
the way. Put it in me
deep.”

“That’s exactly what we’re going to do, sweetheart,” Truth
growled in her ear. “Put it in you deep and fuck you. Gods, I didn’t think your
pussy could get any tighter but this…Seven Hells, it’s amazing.”

“Bonding sex is as intense as I was told,” Far agreed as they
at last sank to the hilt inside her. “Gods, do you feel that, Becca? Feel Truth
and I filling you up?”

“Yes…” Becca reached out to cup his cheek and looked into his
eyes. “Yes and I…I’ve never felt anything more right in my life. Please,
Far…Truth…take me. The two of you, please.”

“Of course we will,
mi’now,”
Far promised. “It will be
our pleasure to fill you until you come for us.”

“But slowly,” Truth added, stroking her hip. “I don’t want to rush
this. I want to feel every bit of our lady’s pussy caressing us as we fuck her.
And I want to do
this…”

His hand slid up from her hip to tug gently at her nipples.
Becca moaned as he twisted her tight little buds, sending showers of sparks
straight down to where she was impaled by her men, making her want them even
more.

The thick shaft between her legs shifted inside her, making a
long, slow slide to come almost all the way out of her pussy before plunging in
deeply again. At the same time, someone’s fingers were circling her clit and
someone else was teasing her nipples.

Becca lost track of who was doing what—the thick shaft sliding
in and out of her seemed to leave no room for anything but pleasure. She moaned
softly as the two big male bodies worked on either side of her, moving together
to bring her to the brink and push her over.

It seemed to go on forever and she couldn’t help remembering
what Far had said about bonding sex being a long, leisurely love making
session. She was glad they were drawing it out, making it last, but at the same
time, she could feel her pleasure building again and she knew that this time
when she came, it would be much more intense.

“Please,” she whispered finally as the pleasure began to grow
almost greater than she could bear. “Please, I’m…I’m getting close.”

“We are too.” Far looked at little sad, she thought. “I had
wished for the three of us to remain joined a little longer but the pleasure of
being inside you is becoming too much.”

“It is,” Truth agreed hoarsely. “Gods, the feeling of being
within you as my brother is too…the pleasure is enormous. Almost unbearable.”

“Which is why we need to come and fill our lady with our seed,”
Far murmured. “

“Yes,” Becca whispered, stroking his face. “Yes, I…I want you
to. Fill me up…bond me to you—both of you.”

“Very well.” As if by mutual consent, the two of them began to
move more quickly inside her. Soon the thick, driving thrusts of their merged
shafts pushed everything else out of Becca’s mind. She only knew that she
needed to come and that she needed to feel them come inside her too at the same
time.

“Rebecca,” Truth groaned in her ear and at the same time Far
cried,

“Mi’now!”

Becca cried both their names as she came again. At the same
time, she felt them thrust deep to touch bottom inside her and their hot cum
spurting hard against the end of her channel. God, how much she loved them
both—and how much she needed this. They
all
needed it, to tie them together.
To make sure they were never separated again…

“Never separated again. I like that. I wish it could be true.”

Chapter
Forty-five

Becca’s eyes, which had squeezed closed in pleasure, flew open
when she realized she’d heard the light twin’s voice
inside
her head.

“That’s right,”
Far assured her without even opening his
mouth.
“We can speak to each other mind-to-mind now—it’s part of the bond.”

“We can?”
Becca thought at him.
“But can Truth—?”

“Apparently I can,”
the dark twin answered inside her head.
“I
like this…I didn’t think I would when Far first explained it to me but I do. It
feels…”

“So much more intimate communicating like this,”
Becca
finished for him.
“I know.”

She closed her eyes again, reveling in the newfound closeness
with her men. Why had she ever feared this? Being bonded was wonderful—an
intimacy so intense she would have thought it would be uncomfortable. Instead,
it was the opposite—comforting and sweet. She could feel Truth’s feelings for
her—his intense passion and desire and love and she could feel Far’s caring and
devotion and…

And why were the emotions she felt from the light twin fading?

“Far?”
Becca sent anxiously through their new
bond. When he didn’t respond she opened her eyes to look at him. He was lying
opposite her with his head on the pillow and his eyes closed. The bruised
looking shadows under his eyes were darker than ever and his breathing was
light and shallow.

“Far?” she said aloud, touching his broad shoulder. “Wake up,
baby—are you all right?”

“Brother?” Truth asked, looking over her shoulder. “Are you
well?”

“Fine. I’m fine.” The light twin tried to smile as his eyes
fluttered open but Becca could see sadness in their midnight depths and sense
it through their new, permanent bond.

“Maybe not so permanent,” Far whispered and she realized he had
heard her thought.

“What are you talking about?” Becca demanded. “Of course it’s
permanent! Truth and I love you—we’re not going to let you go.”

“You may not…have a choice,” Far whispered hoarsely. He looked at
Truth. “Disengage with me, Brother. I need to sit up.”

“As you wish.” Truth sounded worried but he did as his brother
asked, sliding from Becca’s body so that they could disengage from their
merger.

The moment they left her, Becca felt a sense of loss. She felt
empty inside, abandoned even though the three of them were still in bed
together.

“Don’t feel that way, Becca,” Far murmured, reaching out to
stroke her cheek. “Truth and I are still here.”

“And we still love you,” Truth rumbled from behind her.

As one, the brothers drew closer, surrounding her with their
big bodies, embracing each other with her in the middle until, cradled in the
cocoon of their muscular arms, she felt safe and protected and loved.

But even in the middle of the warm, loving feelings, Becca was
still worried.

Why does Far still look so tired…so sick? His skin is still
almost gray and his eyes…
His eyes looked weary beyond belief. As
though he barely had the energy to move and speak. As thought he was forcing
himself to go on for her and Truth.

“Becca…” Far murmured, pulling out of their embrace at last.
“You know why I look so tired…so sick. Why my skin is gray.” He looked over her
shoulder. “Tell her, Brother.”

“It is
exis—
the last stage of
dr’gin
poisoning,”
Truth said softly.

“What? Well…what does that mean? What can we do?” Becca
demanded.

“It means death,
mi’now,”
Far said. “And there’s nothing
else you can do—nothing any of us can do.”

“But…but you can’t be dying.” Becca’s eyes stung and her throat
was suddenly tight. “You
can’t.
We’re bonded now! Truth and I can save
you—we can help you live!”

“I had hoped it might be possible,” Far admitted. “But as you
see…” He gestured at himself. “I am no less sick than I was. I think it’s time
to face facts, Becca—I am dying.”

“No—
no!”
The tears that had been threatening suddenly
overwhelmed her and she pressed her face to the light twin’s broad chest. “No,”
she begged. “No, please don’t die, Far. Please don’t leave us.”

“I do not wish to lose you either, Brother.” Truth’s deep voice
sounded tight and Becca could feel the waves of sorrow coming from him. “Not
when I have only just found you.”

“I feel the same way.” Far rubbed her shoulders comfortingly.
“But it cannot be helped. And at least we were able to bond first. Look at me,
both of you,” he commanded.

Becca forced herself to look at him and Truth did the same.

“What?” she whispered.

“I would rather die now, having just shared the deepest love of
my life with the two of you, than live a thousand years alone,” Far said. He
cupped Becca’s cheek and looked at her and Truth. “I love you both so much.”

“We love you too,” Truth said gruffly.

“Too much to let you go,” Becca insisted, though she knew it
was hopeless. Suddenly, she thought of something. “And anyway, you
can’t
go.”

Far gave a breathless little laugh. “You act as though it was
my choice—a decision I could reverse at my will,
mi’now.
I only wish it
was.”

“No, but you
can’t
go because we haven’t activated the
amulet yet,” Becca said stubbornly. “That’s what all this was about, wasn’t it?
Saving you and activating the amulet?”

“You’re right.” Far sat up in bed with effort. “Go get it,
Brother,” he said to Truth. “Let me do this one thing before I go.”

“Not just one thing—it’s only the
next
thing,” Becca
insisted as the dark twin got off the bed and went to fetch the box with the
amulet. “And after that, we’ll find something else to do and then something
else
.
We’re going to keep you too busy to…to even think of going anywhere.”

“Becca…” Far cupped her cheek again. “Listen to yourself—are you
actually saying you’re going to keep me too busy to die?”

“Yes, if I have to.” Becca gripped his hand with hers and
squeezed hard. “And I’m not taking my eyes off you, either.”

She knew it was crazy but she kept thinking how Kenneth had died—how
she had sent him away, sent him out into the night and he had never returned.
She didn’t intend to make the same mistake with Far. She would keep an eye on
him every single minute and as long as she was watching him, he couldn’t slip
away from her. Could he?

“Here it is,” Truth said, returning with the box. He had
stopped to put on a pair of sleep trousers and now Far did the same. Becca
wrapped the sheet around herself toga style and then, when they were all
comfortable, the dark twin opened the box.

“Beautiful,” Far breathed as they all watched the shifting,
opalescent metal continuously meld and glow and change forms.

“I guess so.” Becca was still leery of getting too close to it.
“Um, we’re supposed to all let a drop of blood fall on it, right? Does anyone
have a needle?”

“Here.” Far reached into the nightstand beside the bed and
produced a long, sharp hypodermic attached to a syringe.

“What—are we all supposed to fill that up?” Becca anxiously
eyed the empty tube, which looked like it would hold quite a lot of blood.

“No, that’s just what Commander Sylvan brought,” Far assured
her. “I guess he had an extra from the last time he took my blood.”

“Oh.” Becca bit her lip. “All right. Let’s do it.”

“Does everyone want to prick their own finger?” Truth asked.

“I’d rather not do my own.” Becca held out her hand. “You do
it, Truth.”

Taking the syringe from his brother, the dark twin gave her a
swift, careful stab in the pad of her right index finger.

“Ouch!” Becca jumped. “Sorry—that’s a big needle!”

“Yes, it is.” Truth stabbed himself in the finger as well and
then held out a hand to Far. “Brother?”

Far held out his hand and accepted the jab in his finger
without comment. Probably because he had become used to needles in the past
week, Becca thought sadly.

“All right—is everyone ready?” Truth asked, putting the syringe
carefully down on the nightstand.

“I think so.” Becca held up her finger, a drop of blood poised
on its tip. “Do we have to touch it to do this?”

“I don’t think so,” Far said tiredly. “It should be enough to
just let our blood fall on the amulet all at once.”

“Agreed,” Truth growled. “On the count of three, then.
One…two…three!”

As one, they held their wounded fingers over the glowing
truthonium amulet and let the blood droplets fall.

Becca watched anxiously, wondering what the result would be.
She expected to see the three crimson drips splatter on the glowing, shifting
metal and then roll off onto the black velvet-like lining below.

The droplets did indeed land on the amulet but instead of rolling
off its curving sides, they drew together as though attracted to each other by
some powerful magnetic force. Becca watched with awe as they formed into one
large crimson bead and then seemed to sink into the very center of the amulet.
And then…

Then nothing.

“What’s going on?” Becca asked after a moment of staring at the
metal. “Why is nothing else happening?”

“Maybe nothing else needs to happen,” Far suggested.

“Or maybe we did it wrong,” Truth growled.

“I hope not,” Far murmured, shaking his head. “I don’t think I
could go back and start from the beginning. I don’t have another session of
bonding sex in me at this point.”

Becca looked at him in concern. “Far—” she began but just then
the amulet started to hum.

“Listen,” the light twin whispered. “It’s…beautiful.”

It was a soft, unearthly sound—like some instrument she’d never
heard before playing far away. Becca had to strain her ears to hear it but she
had to admit, it
was
lovely. As they were all bent over the amulet,
listening, it started to glow.

Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that it started to
glow
more
—to glow brighter than it had been before. It took a moment for
Becca to realize what was happening and by the time she did, the truthonium was
almost too bright to look at.

“What is happening?” Truth growled. “Why is it doing that?”

“I don’t know,” Becca breathed. She was gripped by an
irresistible urge to touch the thing—just as she had been the first time she’d
seen it. She started to reach for the amulet but Truth caught her wrist.

“Don’t! It’s dangerous—it makes you see—”

“See what?” Becca demanded, her heart pounding. “Did you see
something too?”

“I—”

“Look, both of you!” Far exclaimed. “Look at the amulet.”

It was so bright now that Becca had to shield her eyes. But
when she did, she saw that the amulet was indeed doing something new—it was
moving
. No, not just moving—it’s floating,
she thought, staring at it
with wonder. Slowly, it rose from its bed of black velvet and hovered in midair
about two feet above its box, reminding Becca of a butterfly trying its wings
for the first time. Then, without warning, it zipped towards the door.

“Hey, wait!” Becca gasped, jumping off the bed to go after it.
“Far, Truth, watch it—it’s leaving!” She wrapped the sheet around herself more
securely, tucking in the makeshift toga. “Come on!”

“We need to stop it.” Truth got off the bed as well, followed,
more slowly, by Far. The three of them followed the glowing, floating amulet
into the living area. It had stopped right in front of the door which led to
the outside corridor and it stayed there, shining and giving off its faint,
musical humming sound. Becca thought it looked like a tiny, singing star.

“It looks like it’s waiting for us to open the door,” she said
uncertainly.

“We cannot,” Truth objected. “If we open the door, it will get
away.”

“Maybe it’s
meant
to
get away,” Far said softly.

“But that’s not what Vashtar said,” Becca pointed out. “He
said—”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and then it slid open,
revealing Commander Sylvan.

“I’m sorry to interrupt you,” he began but before he could
finish the glowing, humming amulet raced past him and out into the corridor.

“Oh no! Go after it—catch it!” Becca exclaimed. “Come on!”

“We’re coming!” Truth paused to put an arm around Far’s
shoulder to support him and the three of them, followed by Sylvan, rushed down
the hallway in pursuit of the tiny, fleeing star.

It led them down the long corridor, around the corner, and into
the open park area which surrounded the Sacred Grove. It was deserted now but
the amulet didn’t stop or hover over the empty, grassy park—it just kept
flying.