Page 24 of Bound By the Vori

Her head tipped up suddenly and their eyes met. Her lips parted and caught a glimpse of vulnerability there that made him want to curl himself around her so thoroughly that she was never afraid of any harm ever reaching her. That she would never be afraid to tell him her thoughts. He so desperately wanted to hear what she was thinking now. It was on his lips to begin begging her to tell him if she made him wait a moment longer.

“I think so too,” she said quietly, and it felt as if all the planets aligned with Vora at the very moment.

The shout of laughter and cheers among his clan surrounding him as Sijhord dropped to the ground with the nestling was muted by the rapid pulse of his own hearts thrumming through him. He could not look away, not even when cheers and toasts went up celebrating their mating as the nixai wine was brought out and shared among them.

There was nothing but his mate and the bond that he felt rippling between them. Little by little he could feel that it had deepened. He could taste it. Smell it. And that knowing got even stronger when Sijhord joined them and entwined his tail with Rykaal’s around their mate, the male’s head dropping to his shoulder as he leaned into him, and they watched the night darken and the fire dance before them. Music was picked up and the bodies of his kin swayed to the rhythm and melody. Rykaal was so filled with joy he could have too if he were so wonderfully bound by the limbs of his mates.

Joyously bound. He did not know if there was ever anything better.

Twenty

Kim leaned over Rykaal, her hand slipped along the muscles and the scattered scales along his chest. She could never get over how impressively broad he was. She traced her lips over where she touched, breathing the hint of smoke from the fire and forest that was mixed into his intoxicating scent. As she touched Rykaal, she was aware of Sijhord’s presence as his large upper body curled over hers, shadowing her movements as his hands skimmed along her back and sides. His cocks had already extruded and were weeping precum. Every now and then, he would get close enough for one of his cocks to brush against her, smearing it over her skin as if marking her in some primal way.

But Rykaal was splayed before her. Hers to take. Hers for her own pleasure, his red eyes watching her every movement with incredible possessive heat. She dragged her nails over the thick muscles of his pectorals, watching as they flexed and jumped in response. Smiling, she leaned over him to trail her tongue over his skin. He tasted just as good as he smelled with a hint of salt. She nipped at his chest, enjoying the way he lifted his bulging salet up against her and the growl that rumbled in his throat. Although he didn’t move or attempt to take control, his eyes blazed with their silent demand. It sent a quiver through her pussy, and she pressed that needy part of her against his salet and the thick shafts of his cocks that were slowly extruding despite his best attempt to maintain control.

She rubbed the seam of her pussy back and forth, enjoying the soft flutter of his salet brushing against her, and the hard press of his cocks thumping against her clit as she slid over them. Kim pressed down against them with a gasp when Sijhord skated his teeth over her ass cheek at that moment, her breath mingling with Rykaal’s as they gasped together.

Arching her butt into the air to facilitate her downward trajectory, Kim dragged her cheek along his abs, brushing her nose against the straining muscles. Sijhord took advantage of the position and his hand slid between her thighs from behind to rub against her pussy lips. Tipping her hips even more, she felt his hot breath on her intimate flesh only seconds before his mouth descended and fastened upon her. Kim moaned at the press of his tongue against her seam, nudging into it and teasing it with tiny flicks of its forked tip.

Kim bit Rykaal’s belly in response to the quivering tension fluttering within her channel, wanting to make him ache as she ached. He gasped and snarled in reaction, his hips shooting up to rub erotically against her breasts. He made a choking sound for a moment, his cocks twitching, and then he did it again, his hips pumping up against her so that his cocks nudged and thumped at her breasts, the pointed tips riding against her nipple. It felt incredible, that little teasing brush, and it seemed that he liked it as well because his thrusts became more insistent, his precum pooling against her nipple.

All the while, Sijhord’s tongue stroked over her sex, flicking rapidly before curling and plunging so deep that her breath stilled within her. His mouth sucked and pulled at her labia as much as her clit until she twisted against him, demanding that he fill her with something other than his tongue and the clever fingers that he slipped into her to tease her into merciless heights of pleasure.

Peppering tiny kisses and bites down Rykaal’s belly, Kim tried to remember to breathe as Sijhord’s tongue slicked through her. She was, however, thoroughly and delightfully distracted when she finally dropped down to drag her lips against the deep garnet cocks reaching eagerly for her. They were slick and slightly sticky with his natural essence, and more of it seemed to pump out in spurts as she wiggled her tongue against the thick veins that ran on the underside of his cocks. A garbled groan escaped him as he pressed against her mouth. His hands went to fist within her braids, and she felt them skim over her hair before they were caught by Sijhord’s tail and pressed above his head and back into the mound of cushions beneath him.

She bobbed her head, taking one cock and then the other, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked them each deeply into her mouth as her mate was held in place for her pleasure. The large veins in his cocks pulsed, jerking even when held firmly within her mouth. She kept him imprisoned there as she slowly dragged her tongue along it, her lips brushing in little kisses and nibbles before sucking the flared arrow-like tip between her lips and rubbing her tongue along its bottom in time to the tongue fervently working her pussy as Sijhord drank from her greedily.

She understood that feeling. She was greedy too. She lowered her head to take as much as she could, and she loved him with her mouth until her mate trembled against her and the flavor of his precum spurted repeatedly against her tongue. Her eyes rolled back with pleasure, not only because of the taste but also due to the snarls and growling moans from her mate as she brought him to the brink until she released his cock with a pop as the tongue whipping her into a frenzy sent her tipping over the edge.

Even as she lay over him, quaking from her release as Sijhord gave a few last laps to her sex before withdrawing, the sound of Rykaal’s snarled protest slid through her like liquid fire, igniting her banked desire all over again. Impossibly so. All at once she was incredibly hot and shivering as if experiencing the deepest chill. It teased her senses, making her want more. Bracing herself, she slid back up the length of his body until his cocks were merely grazing the curls of her pussy. Gripping him with one hand, she slid down onto his cocks, her breath powering out of her as he slowly filled her.

A pained sound escaped her mate and his tail thrashed, snapping as his hips rose sharply to meet her. Kim gasped at the burn as his cocks drove deep, a cry shattering her as she suddenly convulsed over him. The orgasm came out of nowhere. It simply slammed through her, leaving her shaken and quivering on his cocks as he undulated beneath her, his body bucking beneath hers, taking her on a ride that had her mouth gaping wide with the endless assault of pleasure powering through her body. Sijhord’s tail whipped away, choosing at that moment to release his nestmate’s hands even as his hands grabbed a hold of her and pulled her upright against him. They moved together, her body rubbing against his with every rolling rise and fall as she rode Rykaal’s cocks.

His arms banded around her, holding her to him, his leaking cocks pressed firmly against her ass so that they glided between the two globes of flesh, their path slickened by the spurts of precum that spilled from the tip of his cocks. He rocked with her, swaying with the force of movement as Rykaal began to meet her stroke for stroke, thrusting up into her. Though he lay beneath her, Rykaal took charge quickly. His freed hands gripped her hips, lifting and slamming her down onto his cocks even as his tail whipped along the cushions before tangling with Sijhord’s tail. The male behind her gasped and moaned deep as Rykaal’s barb sank in, and Kim dragged in their rising musk with every panted breath.

Rykaal grunted, his growls becoming deeper and broken with sharp hisses. He snapped up into her more fiercely now that he was anchored to Sijhord, who in turn buried his nose in Kim’s neck, gasping and moaning fitfully against her shoulder. Kim leaned into his, rubbing her ass against his cocks intentionally as she worked to meet Rykaal stroke for stroke.

The sharp sting of Sijhord’s teeth was unexpected, causing her to clamp down on Rykaal’s cocks as she shrieked with pleasure. But when Rykaal’s bite came, it was earth shattering. His hand curling around her neck, he yanked her down to him, tipping both her and Sijhord so that the male began to writhe against her ass as his cocks slipped against her slickened seam. Holding her in place, Rykaal surged up, his teeth digging in her shoulder at the same moment his cocks swelled and jerked inside of her.

Kim ground against him with desperation, wanting the pleasure-pain to continue without end. His seed sprayed into her in hot streams, his cock jerking hard with each release of its load, emptying himself within her as he shouted out with his mouth muffled against her skin. Her climax rose over her, rushing forward as it blew through her. She shook helplessly against Rykaal, her ass tipped into the air as her mate’s slowly dragged his spent cocks out of her. His hand didn’t leave her neck, however, nor did the males unlock themselves from each other.

Instead, Rykaal’s grip hardened, locking her to him as Sijhord surged over her, his cocks pressing deep into her from behind. Kim jerked in surprise within the arms of the male holding her. Sijhord did not simply plow into her well-used pussy. One cock did, but the slickened length pressed through her back entrance, piercing her on his lengths.

He did not hurry, and Rykaal did not urge him to do so, though he did grip the other male’s neck in his other hand as well, holding him anchored over Kim’s back entirely. Sijhord hissed softly and his tail began to move, his scales slapping against her ass and her pussy with every rock. The pool of heat within Kim was stoked again as his cocks shuttled in and out of her in an unrestrained rut, his body whipping with the effort. He drove into her so deeply that she wailed out her pleasure in time with the thrusts as a second brutal climax rose on the heels of the one that Rykaal had sent rolling through her. This one was fast and devastating, gripping her, and she convulsed and held tightly to Sijhord’s cocks penetrating her.

Spent, they sank together against Rykaal, Sijhord rolling slightly to the side so that she wouldn’t be mashed between them. Somehow he still managed to keep his cocks within her, pulsing though she doubted that his body had anything left to give.

They like there together like that, their breaths joined together as they all gasped for breath. Kim’s naked body was stretched over Rykaal and partially tucked into Sijhord’s embrace as they shook together, all three of them, as they came down from on high together. If possible, Kim felt even more entwined body and soul with them before.

Fuck, that was hot.

Twenty-One

Zana peered at her with a faint look of disbelief, but despite that, there was a slight glow of interest in her eyes that made Kim believe that the princess may have almost missed her while she was gone. After spending a few days with Rykaal’s family and her mates, she liked the fact that she felt like she was perhaps finding her footing at last with the young female. Zana had certainly been eager to dive back in where they had left off. In short order, their discussion of vampires had quickly led to werewolves, ghouls, and other monsters, and had moved straight on to the zombie apocalypse.

“You jest. No one could possibly believe such a thing—that corpses would just reanimate and start eating people,” she scoffed.

Kim shrugged. “People believe some strange things. There is, of course, a sort of interrelationship with the more modern paranoia regarding the zombie apocalypse and the vampire crazes of earlier periods, and that is a fear of the unknown. With zombies it’s usually attached to a fear of science and pharmaceuticals, and the tendency of humans to dabble in things that they don’t understand.”

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