Bridging the Distance: A Kindred Tales Novel (Brides of the Kindred) Page 17

  Uh-oh…this wasn’t going well. Quickly, Lorelei put down her pile of clothes and went to the couch.

  “Hi guys—room for one more?” she asked as she wiggled her way in between them.

  “Of course, My Lady.” Bound made some room courteously and Torn growled assent and scooted a little as well.

  “I was just showing my brother some of our old pictures,” the Dark Twin said, frustration thick in his deep voice. “I thought seeing them might help him remember.”

  “But I fear nothing is coming back to me,” Bound said, looking sad. “Where did you go, My Lady?”

  “Just to get a few things for our sleepover.” Lorelei tried to keep her tone light but she could see the frown on Torn’s face.

  “Sleepover?” He raised his dark eyebrows. “What do you mean by that?”

  “I just thought…” Lorelei bit her lip. “I thought maybe sight isn’t the sense that will help Bound remember the most,” she said cautiously.

  “What? What do you mean?” Torn demanded.

  “When Bound and I were trying to bring you back from the effects of the nanites, it seemed to help when both of you were, well…close to me…touching me,” Lorelei felt flushed with embarrassment just saying the words but she also felt like this was the right thing to do. “And since it’s almost bedtime I thought maybe it would help if the three of us slept in the same bed together. Maybe if we have contact all night, Bound will wake up remembering more than he did the night before.”

  “So just…sleeping?” Torn asked, as though wanting to be sure of the rules. “Nothing more?”

  “For now, I think sleeping in the same bed together is enough,” Lorelei said firmly, but her heart was pounding. She looked back and forth between them. “So what do you say boys? Ready for a sleepover?”

  “I would love to sleep next to you, My Lady,” Bound answered softly. “And…I like the idea of sleeping with you between Torn and myself. The idea feels…right somehow.”

  “Feels right to me too,” Torn admitted grudgingly. “Better than staring at these stupid fucking holo pics all night.”

  “All right.” Heart pounding hard, Lorelei stood up. “Just give me a minute to change into my nighty and we can go to bed. You guys get ready too.”

  “Of course, My Lady,” Bound murmured and Torn nodded.

  “We’ll get in our sleep trousers.”

  “Okay.” Leaving the two of them still on the couch, Lorelei went into the bathroom—what the Kindred called a fresher—and quickly shed her boring day clothes to shimmy into the red and black lace nighty.

  There was a pair of skimpy red and black silk panties to go with the nighty, so thin and tiny they barely covered anything but the bottom half of her pussy slit. Feeling naughty, she pulled them on, adjusting them until the tiny triangle of crimson fabric felt right.

  She took a last look in the 3-D viewer—her hair fell in long, silky waves down her back and her nipples were tight with excitement—clearly visible through the thin red silk of the nighty. Between her thighs, her pussy was tingling with desire even though she told herself sternly that nothing was going to happen tonight.

  This is just about bringing Bound and Torn together and helping Bound get back some of his memories, she told herself sternly. But if that was true, then why was she getting so hot and bothered?

  Trying to ignore her reactions, Lorelei left the bathroom with a pounding heart and went to find the twins in their bedroom.

  They were already in bed, Torn on the right and Bound on the left, with a space left in the middle for her. Both were bare-chested and wearing long satin sleep trousers—Torn’s were black and Bound’s were blue, she saw.

  When she came into the room, both twins drew in their breath and Torn swore softly.

  “Gods, Little Mistress,” he growled. “You look fucking amazing.”

  “You’re beautiful, My Lady,” Bound murmured. “Come lie between us.”

  Feeling hot and flushed all over, Lorelei climbed onto the bed with them and went to settle between the two big, muscular male bodies.

  “All right, boys,” she said, smiling nervously. “Let’s cuddle.”

  “Mmm…so soft,” Bound murmured as he took her in his arms. “I’ve never had the pleasure of being with an Elite before.”

  “Yes, you have,” Torn growled as he spooned her from behind. “The three of us were together—in a limited way—before those damn Genoshians broke into our ship and stole your memories.”

  “Forgive me.” The Light Twin looked crestfallen. “I…did not remember.”

  “Maybe this will help jog your memory.” Feeling reckless, Lorelei took one of his big hands and put it on her breast.

  “My Lady?” Bound looked at her uncertainly. “I thought you said we were only going to ‘cuddle.’”

  “This is cuddling…in a way,” Lorelei said breathlessly. “I just thought…maybe if you…if you touched me the same way you did the last time we were all together it might help you remember.”

  “Oh?” The Light Twin gently traced the hard point of her nipple through the silky red of her nightdress. “And how exactly did I touch you, My Lady?”

  “You did what you’re doing now.” Lorelei nodded down at his hand. “But…I was naked.”

  “Sounds like we need to have bare skin for this to work,” Torn growled behind her. He reached around and tugged the front of her nighty down.

  Lorelei gasped but didn’t protest as her full breasts came into view. If there was even the slightest chance they could bring Bound’s memory back she was willing to do anything it took.

  What—anything? whispered a little voice in her head as Bound began to tug gently at her tight nipples.

  Yes, she thought defiantly, anything. I took an oath that I would bring them back together—if this is what it takes, then I’ll do it gladly.

  “Here,” she told the Light Twin breathlessly. “You…you used more than your hands on me, Bound. You…you used your mouth as well.”

  “I think both of us did,” Torn growled.

  Bound’s intense blue eyes was suddenly heavy-lidded with lust.

  “Is that right, My Lady?” he murmured. “Did my brother and I suck your sweet nipples at the same time?”

  “Yes,” Lorelei whispered. “You…you did.”

  “And do you want us to do it again?” Bound asked, lifting one blond eyebrow.

  “I think it might help you if you did.” Lorelei tried to sound professional, as if she was only doing this to help Bound recover his memory. But it was hard to seem detached and businesslike when she turned on her back and offered her bare breasts to both twins.

  With a low groan, Torn took her right nipple eagerly, sucking hard and then nipping lightly to make her moan and gasp. Bound took a little longer, she saw—he was watching his twin suck her nipple with a frown of concentration on his face as though trying to remember if he’d seen this sight before. Then he bent to take her left nipple in his hot mouth and swirl his tongue around the tingling tip.

  Lorelei moaned in unrestrained pleasure to feel herself between the twin warriors once more. The electric flow of sexual desire between them was addictive and the feel of their big hands roving all over her body felt so right…so hot. It was exactly what she needed—what they all needed, she was sure.

  “My Lady…” Bound looked up at her, his eyes burning with need. “I seem to remember something. Was I…did I give you kisses between your legs the last time we were together?”

  Lorelei bit her lip. This was going farther than she had meant to and yet…it still felt right.

  “Yes,” she admitted at last. “First you watched your brother give me, uh, kisses and then you did it yourself. Would you…would you like to again?”

  “Taste our lady’s sweet pussy, Brother,” Torn said, looking up from the nipple he’d been torturing so sweetly. “I promise she has the sweetest honey of any you’ve ever tasted.”

  “Maybe…maybe you could just kiss me ove
r my panties to start with,” Lorelei said, trying to slow things down a little. Things were getting awfully intimate awfully fast—it made her feel sexy and shy and hot and nervous all at the same time.

  “As My Lady wishes,” the Light Twin murmured. “I will be pleased to pleasure you in any way you see fit.”

  “Kiss her, Brother,” Torn growled. “Kiss our Lady’s soft little pussy. I’ll keep tending to her sweet breasts.”

  Lorelei moaned softly as Bound got into position between her thighs and spread her wide. Her little red panties were soaked with her juices—the thin silk clinging revealingly to every curve and contour of her swollen pussy. Her outer lips had parted when Bound opened her thighs and now even the hot little bump of her clit was clearly visible under the wet silk.

  “Gods, so beautiful—look how wet you are, Little Mistress,” Torn said in a voice hoarse with lust. “My Brother, if you don’t remember that sight you don’t remember anything.”

  “I do seem to remember something…” Bound stared at her spread pussy for a moment and then leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against her mound, almost like a cat marking its territory. He did the same with the other cheek, all the while inhaling deeply. “Mmm, your scent My Lady,” he groaned. “It’s so sweet…so familiar.”

  Lorelei gave a little gasp of surprise and then reached down tentatively to card her fingers through his thick, dark blond hair. She remembered reading somewhere that scent was one of the gateways to memory. Like how the scent of pencil shavings took you back to elementary school or the smell of leaves burning made you think of Fall.

  Maybe she had been right and Torn had been stimulating the wrong senses when he tried to remind his twin of their past with the holo-pics. Maybe what Bound needed was something more tactile—like touch and scent.

  Or taste, whispered a little voice in her brain as Bound began laying hot, open-mouthed kisses over the tiny triangle of red silk which barely covered her mound. Admit it, Lorelei—if you want to make this work, you’re going to have to take off the panties and let him spread your pussy open and taste you for real.

  Torn seemed to have come to the same conclusion.

  “Mistress,” he growled in her ear, gently twisting her nipples. “My brother needs more—he needs to remove your panties and kiss your pussy properly to help him remember.”

  “I…I think you’re right,” Lorelei admitted with a little moan. “All right, he can…can take them off.”

  “Slide her little panties off, Brother,” Torn growled softly. “Our lady has agreed to let you kiss her bare pussy.”

  “Thank you, My Lady.” Bound looked up, his blue eyes drowning deep. “You honor me with your trust.”

  Lorelei lifted her hips so that he could slide the silk panties down and off and then Bound got between her legs again and framed her bare pussy with his big, warm hands.

  “So beautiful,” he breathed and frowned. “But…now that I see you completely bare…did you not have a little nest of curls, My Lady, just here?” He stroked over the top of her mound gently, causing a shiver of desire to go through Lorelei’s entire body.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “I…I shaved last night though.” She didn’t know why she had done it—she wasn’t usually completely bare down there. But somehow it had felt right and she liked how sensitive it made her feel.

  “So beautiful…” Dipping his head, the Light Twin placed a soft kiss right on her pussy slit, nuzzling against her and kissing her as tenderly as though he was kissing her mouth.

  Lorelei moaned and arched her back. God, that felt so good. But she knew from experience with these two that it could feel even better.

  Bound looked up at her, his eyes uncertain.

  “My Lady,” he said hesitantly. “Lorelei, I feel…I feel so close to remembering. I think if I might be allowed to spread your sweet pussy open and kiss and taste you properly, it might help. Will you allow me to?”

  Going too far! whispered the little voice in her head. Or maybe, Lorelei thought, maybe they hadn’t yet gone far enough.

  “Do it,” she whispered. “Or better yet…” She looked at Torn who was watching the action, his green eyes blazing with lust. “Do you…do you remember how the two of you did this before? When it was you kissing me, Torn?”

  The Dark Twin seemed to understand at once.

  “Of course, Little Mistress,” he growled. Changing positions, he got behind Lorelei, cradling her body with his much bigger, harder one. “I’m going to spread our lady’s sweet pussy open for you, Brother,” he told Bound. “Just as you once spread her open for me. That way you can kiss her properly. Understand?”

  “Yes.” Bound’s voice sounded almost drugged with lust. “Yes, Torn—I understand.”

  Lorelei felt a thrill of excitement. He had called his brother by his name! And her too, for that matter. Maybe he really was starting to remember. Maybe…

  And then Torn’s big hand slid down her trembling belly to cup her pussy mound for a moment before spreading her outer lips wide.

  Lorelei told herself there was no use getting embarrassed over how glistening wet her inner folds were—how shiny her petals got from the twins sucking her nipples and rubbing against her pussy. They seemed to like it, after all. But it was still difficult to feel so exposed…so vulnerable.

  “My Lady,” Bound breathed reverently. “The sight of you…the scent of you…” He leaned forward and placed a hot, sucking kiss over her clit, making certain to cover her entire open pussy with his mouth for a long, long moment.

  Bolts of pleasure shot through Lorelei and she had to stifle a moan at the sweet, intimate contact. God, having his mouth on her while Torn cradled her from behind felt so good…so right.

  The kiss seemed to go on and on, as though Bound couldn’t get enough of her. But at last the Light Twin looked up.

  “My Lady Lorelei,” he murmured. “I came to find you on Earth—I needed you to help me rescue my brother—to rescue Torn.”

  “Yes!” Lorelei exclaimed excitedly. “Yes—you remember now? Everything?”

  Bound shook his head. “Not…everything. But many things are coming back to me.”

  “Taste her,” Torn ordered. “Taste Lorelei’s pussy completely. Make her come for you, Brother—come all over your tongue and fingers. Maybe it will help.”

  He hadn’t asked Lorelei’s permission for this but she was willing to forgive the Dark Twin. After all, it seemed they were very close to a break-through here and if making her come was what Bound needed to finally restore his memory, she was willing to go along with that—more than willing.

  But the Light Twin was always courteous.

  “My Lady?” he asked softly. “May I do as my brother says? May I spread your sweet pussy with my tongue and fingers and make you come for me?”

  “Yes…” Lorelei could hardly get the words out. “Yes, Bound, go…go ahead.”

  “Thank you, My Lady,” he groaned and dropped his head to take a long, lingering lick of her pussy from bottom to top, bathing her spread petals with his hot tongue until Lorelei moaned and arched up to get more.

  “That’s right, Little Mistress,” Torn growled in her ear, still pinching and twisting her nipples. “That’s right—spread yourself for my brother’s tongue. Open yourself and let him lap your sweet little cunt while I tease your hot peaks.”

  Though Torn had claimed to her earlier that it was his brother who was good at dirty talk, Lorelei couldn’t help thinking that the Dark Twin wasn’t half bad at it himself. Already she could feel her orgasm coming at an almost scary rate. It was bearing down on her like a freight train and she was tied to the tracks—soon it was going to hit her and she felt like she might explode when it did.

  Just then, Bound sucked her aching clit between his lips and, at the same time, slid two long fingers deep into her inner channel. As he began to thrust inside her, Lorelei felt herself peak—felt the orgasm hit as she moaned and writhed between the two men—a rush of pleasure so inten
se it took her breath away.

  “That’s right, Little Mistress,” Torn growled in her ear as she came, crying and gasping while he held her. “That’s right—give it up for my brother. Give it up and let your pussy gush all over his tongue.”

  Lorelei couldn’t have stopped herself from coming if she wanted to—and she certainly didn’t. Without meaning to, she pressed her thighs tight against the sides of Bound’s head, bucking and thrusting as she lost control of herself in her pleasure while Torn pinched her nipples even harder and growled sexy, dirty things in her ear, heightening the already incredible sensation.

  She heard her own voice crying hoarsely and was vaguely aware that the Light Twin was staying with her, his muscular arms locked around her thighs as he lapped hungrily while she came for him.

  And then, slowly, the overwhelming pleasure began to recede. Lorelei gasped in relief and sagged between the two warriors, letting her legs fall open again as she drew in deep, ragged breaths.

  “My God,” she finally managed to pant out. “That was…amazing. I’ve never…never come that hard before in my life.”

  “Oh, I don’t know, My Lady.” Bound looked up at her, his mouth shiny with her juices. “I think you might have come just as hard the first time my twin tasted your pussy.”

  Lorelei looked at him hopefully. “You…you remember that?”

  “And everything that came before,” Bound assured her, smiling. “The trip to Earth to find you…the way we went to Femalah to get Torn…that disastrous dinner with the Countess du’Montrive where you had to eat fish eyes and the dessert soufflé blew up in your face…” He laughed. “I’m sorry, My Lady but that really was funny in retrospect.”

  “Oh my God—you do remember! You do!” Sitting up, Lorelei reached for him, throwing her arms around him and hugging the big warrior tight. Behind her, she felt Torn join the hug as well, putting his long arms around both of them. She felt like the filling in the middle of a Kindred sandwich and she loved every minute of it.

  “But my Brother,” Torn said at last, his deep voice anxious. “Do you…do you only remember the time you spent with the Lady Lorelei? The rest of our past…our childhood…”