Queens' Warriors (9 page)

When all that remained of the release running through her were pleasant tremors, leaving her feeling relaxed and partially sated, she let the air out of her body and snuggled deeper into the pillow under her head.

“That was beautiful,” a deep, gruff, and very excited voice whispered into her ear.

Shari screamed as she shot up in her bed, throwing the now tangled covers off of herself and leapt to her feet, landing in the position of a fighting stance she’d seen recently in a movie. She wasn’t a trained fighter, but her male cousins had seen fit to teach her everything they knew and then some. She could, and would, hold her own with the best of them.

Her recently relaxed muscles now snapped instantly into a tense and prepared-to-die stance. She faced the same two gorgeous body-hardened men who had starred in her self-pleasuring imaginings. Her jaw dropped open as her mind took in the two naked men. Her quick glance took in their identical looks, chiseled features stamped no doubt from some genetic perfection running in their families.

Short, sable-colored hair, which looked thick and capable of sustaining many runs of a woman’s fingers through it. Eyes, two different colors. Prominent, slanting noses, mouths which begged a woman to run her tongue over the pouting bottom lip and suck on the top one. Their chins rounded and pronounced.

At the moment, those two different colored eyes shone, almost literally shone, with scorching looks of hunger at her presently exposed body. Shari watched in disbelief now as their stiff cocks, strained slightly past their navels, twitched in unison, and seemed to stretch longer before her eyes. Looking up quickly, she saw both men looking once again at her face, their eyes full of lust, as they began to advance on her.

Her mind scattered at the sight of the men who stood before her, her mouth watering at the bulging flesh so readily available. But she hadn’t a clue who these two men were.

She put up a hand hoping to, at the very least, stop their forward motion, and at the most, make them magically freeze so her mind could settle into some form of order. It didn’t work. Their forward progress continued, and her mind finally realized it would have to order her mouth to speak.

“Wait!” Shari tried to put as much authority into the command as possible, but the word came out as barely a squeak. She tried once more.

Doing her best to look the identical men in the eye, rather than at the more tempting objects jutting from their lower halves, she again spoke.

“Stop!” There were still remnants of huskiness in her voice, but the volume had increased at least. Both men stopped, coming to attention as if to wait for her next command. Their lust-filled eyes remained glued to her naked form, but at least they were no longer bearing down on her.

She cleared her throat discreetly, gathering her thoughts, then tried not to stutter her questions.

“What have you…why are you…and those!” The questions seemed clear enough to understand in her mind as she pointed at the magnificent straining cocks the two men displayed so readily to her.

“Just who are you?” she asked, momentarily taking her eyes away from the men to make a quick glance around the room they occupied. Finding nothing familiar, she looked to the men once again only to find them advancing once more.

Using the voice and tone she normally would have reserved for a homicidal maniac, if she ever ran into one, Shari bellowed as loud as she could. “
Stop!
”

Startled, the men stopped advancing.

Composing herself as best she could, Shari took a deep breath before beginning the interrogation.

“I’d really appreciate some answers. First, I’d like to know where we are. Second, I’d like to know who you two are. Third, and this is the important one,” she paused for a brief moment. “I want to know just who the hell took it upon themselves to take off my clothes!” She meant the last to be menacing but found instead her words sounded more indignant than threatening.

The two smiled at her as they relaxed their stances but didn’t advance any further. Shari watched as one turned to the other and casually landed a punch.

“Well,
Kasha
, I am Shan Lin and the ugly one here is my brother Vincent.” He gestured absentmindedly. “We’re in The Queendom of Aranak, and I,” he gestured to himself, “would have been the one who stripped you bare.”

Shari watched as he reached down to his still rampant cock and stroked it as he spoke.

“Your
shanti
,” Shan Lin began, gesturing toward the bed, “was exquisite and tempted me beyond control. It was all I could do not wake you by burying myself deep inside your luscious body.” Shan Lin’s eyes began to shine slightly as Shari’s widened further.

Vincent turned toward his brother and gave him a none too gentle nudge in his side. Shan Lin winced slightly and Shari couldn’t help but see his impressive erection twitch.

Not privy to Shan Lin’s thoughts, Shari blinked quickly then gave her head a slight shake. There was no way she had just seen the man’s eyes glow like some cheap Hollywood special effect.

“Look…um…” The man had said his name was…her brain had gone blank. Something to do with a Sho Lin Warrior… Wasn’t the guy’s name Kane? No, Bruce Lee…

She rifled through her brain’s knowledge of Kung Fu legends coming up with Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee, and Mr. Miyagi from the Karate Kid movie. Limited though the knowledge was, she knew one of the two guys in front of her had a name that sounded foreign.

“Shan Lin and Vincent…” Both men spoke up in unison as if they knew she had needed their names spoken again.

“Yes, Shan Lin and Vincent. Right. What’s a
shanti
, and when did I get one?” Okay. So she’d been about to ask something else. But how was a girl supposed to remember anything when hard-bodied males with large scrumptious erections stood in front of her naked and very willing body? Her own nakedness just reminded her it would be extremely easy to forget any questions she wanted answered, and instead rather made her want to saunter over to the pair and offer up her willing body to them.

Thoughts swirled inside her head even as she fought her body’s instinct to let the pair have their way with her while she had her way with them.

Neither man seemed inclined to answer her questions and in fact began once again to advance on her. Shari shook as she thought out her possibilities. Looking left, then right, in hopes of finding a window to leap through, she was sorely disappointed to find nothing but art and unique objects on the walls.

Before either man could reach her, she stiffened her spine and came to a quick decision.

“No. You will not advance any further before explaining just why I’m here and why I seem to be held prisoner for a couple of sex starved men. I want clothing, I want answers, and I want them now.”

She spoke quietly, yet authoritatively, as if perhaps these two men could be reasoned with. As if the two enormous penises were not swaying heavily as if to shout, ‘Come and get us!’

Holding still and praying her voice had remained calm, Shari waited for the two to stop.

Much to her surprise, they did.

The aura of sexual tension surrounding the three dampened but didn’t leave completely as they both came to a halt.

“Shari. We won’t hurt you. You’re our wife. Why would we want to hurt you?”

“Wife… Yeah, sure, I’m you’re wife. I’m not buying it.” Shari stubbornly refused to believe any word that came out of either man’s mouth.

“It’s true,
Kasha
. We’ve been so terribly worried about you since you fell and struck your head.”

“We’ve anxiously been waiting for you to wake. It was all we could do not to climb into bed with you when we heard you moaning out in orgasm.” Vincent moved as if to come closer when Shari held up her hand.

“But, married? What do you…
married
?!? Bullshit! I don’t remember this and I think I’d remember a husband, much less two—I’m not agreeing to anything!”

Vincent came up to the side of the bed and sat down before her, reaching out for Shari. Before he could, Shari dodged his hand.

“Don’t. I want to know how we met.”

“There was an accident. Shan Lin and I followed you home. When we got there, we…”

“We wanted to know if you were all right. We saw the accident and…”

“…worried you would be in need of us.”

Shari watched the two men with her mind reeling. They had seen the accident. They were worried. Even now they were telling her she was the only one for them.

“The only what for you?” Shari asked suspiciously.

“You are ours. You are the wife we have searched for. You are the one.”

The unison thing. They were both speaking at once.

Shari took a step forward and turning, sat down heavily on the bed.

“Right. I’m the one.” She looked suspiciously at the man sitting next to her and shifted a little further away. Snatching a loose sheet from the bed, she hastily wrapped herself in it.

“Is this a joke?” she asked. “Did Karen put you up to this? Is there a camera somewhere and at any moment, some famous celebrity is going to pop out and yell, “Just kidding. You’ve been caught on ‘Film By Jorgio’ or something? Or maybe Karen thought that if I was naked and in the vicinity of two well-hung men I’d finally get some? Or maybe I’ve died and this is…”

She was rambling. Shari knew she was yet couldn’t stop herself. Talking faster and faster, she finally noticed the second man, Shan Lin was his name, had somehow found his way onto the other side of the bed. And the other side of her.

Abruptly, her chattering stopped as she got a look at the man who had just climbed onto the bed. His eyes, both different colors as before, were back to shining. Suddenly sexual tension was flying through the room, her body responding to the pull the man was sending out.

“Hmmm.” Shari knew she should object, though hadn’t a clue to what she needed to object to.

Giving her head a tiny shake to clear it as her body responded to the visions racing through her thoughts, she closed her eyes and surreptitiously squeezed her legs together.

Opening her eyes, she found both men staring at her midsection. Looking down, she knew what they both saw. The filmy sheets surrounding her weren’t meant to absorb liquid, and she’d given away just how she felt about the sex.

A vicious growl sounded in her throat, but the two Warriors ignored it and began to close in around her.

“
No!
Stop it.”

Both men stopped at once.

Surprise passed for a moment across her face but Shari ignored it.

“Listen…I need to figure out just what you two mean by married.”

“
Kasha.
You agreed to marry us when you orgasmed answering the door. When we explained why we had come. Right before you passed out.”

“‘Scuse me? Wait a minute. The orgasm was enjoyable, and sex is all fine and dandy. And, yeah, it would be frickin’ marvelous with the two of you…” Both men practically purred at hearing the words. “But it sure as hell doesn’t make us married. I need more than a good orgasm to be married!”

Her voice rose as she spoke and when she finally ended her rant both men seemed to have moved closer.

“Hey… What are you guys… Wait a minute…”

It was too late. Both men had come alongside her and were now taking each of her hands in theirs so they all held each other.

“We’re glad you enjoyed the orgasm. We’re ecstatic you think sex with us would be extraordinary. But it isn’t why we married you,” Shan Lin began.

Vincent cleared his throat.

“You have the other half of our hearts. They now beat in time with yours. Soon, you’ll know us as no other ever will. You’ll be in our minds just as we are in yours. You must know you are our lifemate. You are our bride. And you agreed to the marriage.”

Shari listened, unsure if they weren’t perhaps escapees from some sanitarium. One look into both brothers’ eyes, and she wondered if perhaps she hadn’t hit her head harder than she thought. These men were serious.

“You’re my…husbands?” Shari asked thinking she had never said anything more ridiculous in her life. Husbands. Plural. Double trouble. Twins. Two of a kind. A pair…

“Shari.”

Shari turned toward the sound of her name to find Shan Lin had wrapped his very hot body half around her own.

“What?” she asked grumpily.

“Please, look at me,” Shan Lin asked her as he reached up and turned her head to him. Looking into his eyes, she could have sworn he was telling her the truth.

“I am telling the truth. But there are more truths you need to hear.”

“Truths? What truths? I still haven’t discovered if you’re telling the truth about the three of us being married. What more truths could I need to hear?”

Vincent broke in from behind her as she slipped free of Shan Lin’s light hold.

“We married you. We also took you back to our home in Aranak. It’s where we are now. Aranak is located in a different realm than your own. In Aranak, twins of Royal birth…”

“Different Realm? Royal birth? What in the hell…”

“
Kasha
, listen. We’ll answer any questions you have, just let us explain.”