Page 35 of Tara's Warriors

Remembering her lines as she crossed the bridge to her men, she said, “With an open heart and open mind.”

A small chiming sound seemed to ring from everywhere at once as the Priestess nodded. “Very good. If you will stand between your bondmates, the Lord of Life will judge you.”

Phin took one of her hands, Karwin the other, then they grabbed each other’s hand, forming a triangle between them. The Priestess began to chant something in a surprisingly deep and lyrical voice, but Tara’s translator couldn’t quite make sense of it. Even though she didn’t understand the words, she could feel the power, the magic, in her very bones. An overwhelming presence filled the space between them, a kind but devastatingly powerful spirit that turned its attention on them for a moment. She wanted to cower beneath the weight of its regard, but it was over in a second, and she gasped as the bonds between herself and the men snapped fully into place.

She hung, suspended in time as their souls intertwined, blending and merging until she didn’t know where she began and the men ended.

“A good, solid bond.” The Priestess raised her tiny hands over them. “Yes, the Lord of Life approves. Rise, Matriarch Tara Taylor, and look upon the proof of your union.”

She didn’t realize she was on her knees until that moment, so overwhelmed by the presence of the Lord of Life she’d been unable to face it standing.

As Karwin and Phin helped her up, she looked down and gasped in delight. Starting in the center of her chest and radiating up toward her left shoulder, a beautiful geometric design of squares and curves, swirls and slashes decorated her chest. Tracing her fingers over the design, she could feel her husband’s pride and a fierce sense of belonging and ownership coming from them. Karwin reached out first, his large fingertip giving her chills as he played with part of the design, while Phin traced a small swirl rising up from between her breasts.

“You are so beautiful,alyah,” Phin said with reverence.

The Priestess held her hands out again and said, “Go, with the Lord of Life’s blessing, and bring peace and love to the universe.”

Karwin grabbed her up in a cradle hold with a growl, “Come, my wife, it is time for your husbands to worship you.”

Once they reached their suite, with its virtual Kadothian bedroom, the men slowed down. They’d run through the ship with her in their arms, drawing knowing laughter and cheers of congratulations everywhere they went. With the bond still open wide between the three of them, she could feel the men’s need for her, and that only made her want them more. It was an ever-building desire, spun between the three of them and enhanced until she ached for satisfaction.

As they reached the bed, Karwin set her down then knelt at her feet and stared up at her with an adoration she felt down to her soul. “I love you, my Matriarch.”

“I love you, my husband.” She couldn’t help but grin as she looked at Phin and added, “My husbands.”

“Do you think you would be open to considering more husbands in the future?” Phin asked as he walked behind her and slowly began to undo the buttons of her shimmering crystal gown.

She could feel their hope and grinned. “Maybe, someday in the distant future. Right now, I’m so happy with you, I can’t imagine wanting anyone else.”

“Alyah,” Phin’s strong fingers slipped through the back of her now open dress, easing it off her shoulders. “You honor us.”

Leaning forward, Karwin exchanged a hot kiss with Phin that left Tara panting.

They both glanced over at her with a wicked smile as Karwin said, “Like what you see?”

“Very much,” she breathed. “I like what I feel even better.”

“Mmmmm,” Phin reached down and gave Karwin’s cock a squeeze she swore she could feel. “How about that?”

Her knees went weak, and she sat on the edge of the massive, white bed. “Oh, that’s nice.”

“Lay back,” Karwin unbelted then removed his shirt, while Phin did the same. “Open the bond between yourself and Phin as wide as you can, and close mine.”

“Okay…” she scrunched her eyebrows, focusing hard. “I think I did it?”

“You will know in a second,” Karwin said with a wicked smirk before he dropped to his knees before Phin.

Easing down the other man’s black pants, Karwin fisted Phin’s dark purple erection, stroking those wonderful ridges that vibrated when the men found their release. Tara let out a gasp at the sensation of having a cock and feeling the pleasure of having it stroked. Her shock quickly transformed to arousal as Karwin began to expertly work Phin, making the bearded man groan with desire. Gripping the bedding with both hands, she arched her back as if she was the one thrusting into Karwin’s eager mouth.

“Yes,” she panted, “Oh please yes.”

Phin let out a strained chuckle. “I can feel how much you are enjoying yourself, my Matriarch, but I think you will enjoy this even more.”

With practiced moves the men stripped themselves and her in a blur of speed and hunger. Once she was naked before them, Phin pushed her back on the bed, then he knelt down on all fours between her spread legs. He lowered his mouth to her pussy, lapping at the moisture there with soft moans that made her quiver.

When Karwin came up behind Phin, stroking some kind of lubricant on his now shiny cock, she hovered on the edge of orgasm. The whole scenario was just so erotic, it blew her mind. Adding the mens’ feelings to her own was almost too much.

Or not enough.

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