9
BRANDI
The last thing I remember was the Wolvae pouncing on me, jaws open with evil intent.
And then I was dreaming. I knew it was a dream because I was floating in that way you did in dreams, weightless while the world moved around you instead of the other way around. Kerix and Tyrix were there, I could feel but not see. Their presence was comforting, and kept me from panicking about the Wolvae.
My dreams turned dirty; the three of us were on a soft bed, and they were removing my clothes while I sighed into the sheets. Their tender touches caressed me all over, teasing me, making me moan and squirm, and as consciousness pulled at me I didn't want the dream to end.
I opened my eyes, and realized it was no dream.
Kerix knelt over me, eyes furrowed with concentration while his hands touched underneath my left breast. Beyond him someone else was tracing lines on the inside of my thigh, moving closer and closer to my wet sex.
That's when I realized I was naked.
"What..." I tried to say, but my throat was raw and ragged.
"Just relax," Kerix said in a deep, commanding voice. "Let us work."
I wanted to protest, to demand my clothes and privacy, but I was too weak to do anything but lay there. And besides, I actually felt comforted by their touch. The last thing I'd remembered was that Wolvae, and here I was in a dark, safe place.
My ribs ached painfully as Kerix ran his fingers along them, causing me to inhale sharply. But then a warmth spread from his touch, and the pain subsided like he'd rubbed ointment all over me. I sighed, and a smile split his gorgeous face.
His fingers moved along my belly, just below my navel, and wherever they went warmth followed. His fingers brushed against my tuft of pubic hair, but I didn't tense. It felt natural to be touched by him, the weight of his fingers against my skin and bones.
Tyrix's fingers moved up my thigh, agonizingly slow. I closed my eyes and without thinking I spread my legs, only a fraction of a degree, but I knew I was opening myself to him, surrendering to these men who weren't really men, but just then I didn't care at all.
"Ohh," I moaned as his fingers moved closer.
"Does that feel good?" Tyrix asked.
I couldn't answer with words, so I opened my legs wider, knowing that I shouldn't but unable to stop myself. Kerix studied my face while he touched my midsection with his magical hands, creeping upward. Oh my God it had been so long I was dying for him to move higher, to touch my breasts and squeeze them between his thick fingers.
And as if my thought had instructed him, he did.
The warmth beneath his hands spread over my breasts, cupping them gently, appreciating them while his thumbs brushed against my nipples. "Yes," I moaned, spreading my legs further, waiting for Tyrix to go farther too. "Ohh yes, please..."
"I want her," Tyrix said, to his fellow Karak and not to me.
Kerix was breathing rapidly while he devoured me with his eyes. I reached up with a hand and ran it over his shirt, pressing against the hard muscle of his chest.
"I do too," he whispered in a voice like thunder.
I ran my hand down his shirt to his pants, and felt his huge bulge there, and that sent me over the edge. I moaned loudly, my strength returning with a tidal wave of lust, and spread my legs as wide as they would go.
Tyrix's fingers moved higher, to the place where my thigh ended and the rest of me began. He caressed around my lips, testing the way I felt, and the heat inside of my sex was warmer than anything coming from his touch. Kerix squeezed my breasts harder, a wonderful ache that sent shivers through my body and made me tremble on the cave floor.
I got Kerix's pants opened just as Tyrix finally felt the wet slit of my sex. Only a fingertip, running up and down the entrance, but that was enough to send waves of pleasure through my body. I pulled down the zipper of Kerix's pants and there it was, his cock stiff and hard and massive. His eyes widened as I wrapped my fingers around it and began stroking, hoping Tyrix would increase his pace accordingly.
Kerix's chest rumbled in a moan.
And then Tyrix was touching my legs with his lips, driven by impulse more than thought. He traced a wet trail up my inner thigh, warmth spreading the way it had with his fingers, and I could feel his breath on my sex and it was too much and I squirmed on the ground and stroked Kerix faster.
His lips finally pressed against my sex, a gentle kiss.
"Yes," I moaned, voice echoing in the cave.
Kerix leaned down and kissed me on the lips, warm and strong. My tongue found its way into his mouth and he tasted wonderful, and I wrapped my free hand around his head and into his dark hair to make sure he didn't stop, all the while stroking his cock faster and faster.
And then Tyrix's tongue was rolling like waves against my sex, up my steamy entrance and across my clitoris. Up and down he went, faster and faster, and soon I was thrusting with my hips to urge him on, and his tongue found my clit and stayed there, swirling in a tight circle while his hands held my legs open.
Kerix broke our kiss to stare into my eyes, his breath coming rapidly now as he squeezed my breasts. And the pleasure on his face mixed with the sensation of Tyrix's tongue was incredible, it was too much and it had been too long, that I felt myself yanked over the edge of my sudden and unexpected climax, shocked and sudden breaths that made my entire body shudder and gasp, and I arched my back so high I thought my spine might snap while Tyrix sucked on my clit, not letting go.
"Oh Brandi," Kerix moaned, and I sped up my strokes and saw the shock and ecstasy on his face as his cock spasmed, shooting his warm love into the air, onto my arm, each rope I felt was an exclamation point on the entire thing, and his hands gripped my nipples so tight while he came I thought I might scream with pleasure.
When I finally opened my eyes again he was staring down at me with a lazy smile on his face.