A Bond of Three (29 page)

Tanish swallowed. “Then we shall see him now.” Beside him, Sorran murmured in agreement. They went swiftly through the palace, Malin leading them, to the king’s bedchamber.

The lamps were still burning around his bed despite the hour. The king turned his head on his pillow and smiled when he saw them. “Oh, praise the Maker, Sorran is safe.” His voice was cracked and feeble.

Sorran approached the bed and clasped the king’s hand. “Yes, Your Majesty. Tanish rescued me.”

The king nodded weakly and then turned his head slowly to regard Tanish, who stood on the other side of the bed. “Come closer, my son.”

Tanish sat on the bed and took his other hand. “I’m here, Father.” The sight of his father looking so frail tore at his heart.

The king grasped Tanish’s hand tightly. “Promise me.” He winced as he drew in a deep breath, clearly finding it difficult.

“Anything, father.” He awaited his father’s next words, his heart pounding.

“Promise me the marriage will take place, whether I am there to see it or no.” The king fixed him with a stare.

Tanish smiled. “It shall take place, you have my word.” He glanced across at Sorran. “I love him, and I cannot wait to be his husband.”

A glow spread across Sorran’s face, and his eyes shone. “And I love your son, Your Majesty.” His voice was soft.

The king closed his eyes. “I could not be happier. I prayed that this would come to pass, and to hear you both declare it….” He coughed, his brow furrowed, and then he stiffened, his back arched.

Tanish watched in horror. He was on his feet in an instant. “Sorran, he is in pain. Can you do aught to help him, as before?”

Sorran took a deep breath and laid one hand on the king’s forehead, the other still holding on to his hand. He closed his eyes, and Tanish caught his breath when he felt what Sorran felt, a wave of sorrow, yet underneath it a flow of calm, directed at his father.

They stood like that for what seemed like an eternity, listening to the king’s breathing as it grew less labored. His muscles relaxed, the tension bleeding away from them, and his expression became more peaceful.

Finally Sorran opened his eyes. “He is at rest.” He withdrew his hands and placed the king’s hands on his chest.

Tanish walked around the bed and put his arms around Sorran. “Thank you, my
terushan
. Let us leave him to sleep. Someone else has need of us.”

Sorran nodded, and they left the room quietly, bidding Malin a good night. Tanish led Sorran quickly to his bedchamber, knowing Feyar would be waiting for them.

When they entered the chamber, Feyar crossed the room from his position on the balcony and threw his arms around them. “My
terushani
, how my heart sings to have you here.”

They clung to him, their lips meeting in an impassioned three-way kiss. Tanish felt shudders ripple through Feyar, and he deepened the kiss to reassure him of their presence.

“My heart sings also to be in your arms once more,” Sorran managed to gasp out between kisses. “You have not slept. We were aware of your presence every minute of the journey back here.”

“Through our bond?” Feyar whispered, and Sorran nodded. “That is truly amazing.”

Tanish gazed at them. “I for one do not want sleep. My need is too great.” He ached to hold them in his arms, in their bed, to feel their flesh connected.

Feyar became still, and then he seized Tanish in a strong embrace, Sorran joining them. The kisses resumed, only now they grew more urgent. Robes were untied and dropped to the floor, sandals kicked off, and throughout the disrobing was the sound of harsh breathing and soft moans. Tanish dropped to his knees and sucked the head of Sorran’s erect cock, while Feyar slid a finger between his buttocks and rubbed over his hole.

“Please,” Sorran begged. “Not like this.”

Feyar and Tanish came to a stop and regarded him. “What is wrong?” Tanish asked, struggling to catch his breath. He rose to his feet.

Sorran held out his hands and took theirs, backing slowly toward their bed, his nude body glowing warmly in the lamplight. “I too have needs, but I have dreamed of this moment. I want….” His words died away as he looked from Tanish to Feyar and back to Tanish.

“Tell us,
corishan
,” Feyar urged him softly. “What is your wish?” He moved his hand slowly over Sorran’s chest.

Tanish stepped closer. “Yes, tell us.” He kissed Sorran on the neck, loving the low groan that rolled out of him. Beside him, Feyar edged closer, his lean, furred body pressing against Sorran’s smooth skin, his cock already standing proud against Sorran’s hip.

“I would have the two men I love make love to me, slowly, until sleep takes us,” Sorran confessed.

In reply, Feyar kissed his neck, moving lower to his chest, while Tanish took his mouth in a kiss of infinite sweetness. Sorran responded with a low sigh, and they eased him onto his back on the bed between them. Sorran shuddered as Tanish and Feyar kissed down the length of his body, their lips meeting at his cock, which stood upright. Sorran shivered as they both licked a line from root to head, only to join in a kiss before both flicked his cockhead with their tongues.

Tanish raised his head to regard Sorran. “Slow enough?”

He groaned. “Kiss me, one of you.”

Feyar moved to cup his head and kissed him, his hand stroking his chest and belly, while Tanish knelt over him and sucked his cock deep, relaxing his throat to take more of him.

Oh, I had forgotten how good he tastes.

Sorran made noises in his throat as they made love to his mouth and cock, worshiping him with their lips and tongues. Tanish cupped Sorran’s testicles and rolled them in his hand, savoring their weight and texture. He loved the way Sorran spread his legs without hesitation, plainly eager for more. Feyar did not cease kissing him for a second, but stroked down his body to join Tanish’s hand, tracing a line with his finger over the delicate skin to where Sorran’s entrance clenched tight.

Feyar pulled back from kissing Sorran. “Wet a finger and slide it into him,” Feyar instructed Tanish before resuming his kiss.

Tanish broke off from his cock worship and did as he was told. He pushed slowly into the tight hole, and Sorran groaned into Feyar’s mouth. Then Feyar also pressed his finger into Sorran, and the two of them worked together, moving as one as they penetrated him again and again, until Sorran was shaking with desire, moaning into Feyar’s slow, deep kiss.

Tanish let out a low cry. “I would be inside you, Sorran.” His body ached to be joined with him, to feel that heat clutch at him as he pushed into him.

Sorran’s answer was a fervent nod of his head.

Feyar broke their kiss and grinned. “Let me prepare you.” Feyar’s eyes gleamed as he tugged Tanish to kneel at Sorran’s head and then sucked him into his mouth, getting Tanish’s cock glistening wet. Tanish arched his back and gasped at the feel of that glorious, hot mouth working his cock. He arched his back and rocked his hips, pushing deeper even as Feyar continued to prepare Sorran, now pushing three fingers into him. The sight of Sorran riding Feyar’s fingers while Feyar sucked Tanish’s cock brought him perilously close to the edge.

“Too much, Feyar,” he cried out. He was in danger of spilling into that talented mouth.

Feyar smiled and withdrew. “Then slide into him. He is ready for you.”

Tanish knelt between Sorran’s parted legs while Feyar grasped Sorran’s knees and pulled them toward his chest, revealing his entrance. Tanish brought the head of his cock to rest against Sorran’s hole. He pushed, moaning at the feel of Sorran’s body taking him deeper. Sorran shuddered, and Tanish hooked his arms under Sorran’s knees as he slowly penetrated his lover, filling him completely. The look of rapture on Sorran’s face made his heart soar.

All of a sudden he was assaulted by a wave of emotion, and he realized he was experiencing Sorran’s joy. “Oh, my love,” he whispered. “I feel it also.” He began to move, rocking into Sorran with infinite care. Sorran’s eyes shone as he looked up at Tanish, never breaking contact. He stroked into Sorran, his movement fluid and gentle, enjoying every sensation. He rolled his hips and performed a slow rotation as Feyar had taught him. Sorran cried out, and Tanish could feel his pleasure at the constant stimulation inside him. Sorran pushed up with his hips, his breathing quickening. He had never looked so beautiful.

“I love you, Sorran.” Tanish had to give voice to his emotions.

Sorran’s eyes widened, and he arched, taking Tanish deeper within him. “I love you.”

Feyar moved behind, and Tanish drew in a sharp breath as he slowly pressed a finger into Tanish’s hole. Beneath him, Sorran grew still, and Tanish froze, Feyar following suit.

“What is it,
terushan
?”

“I would have the three of us joined as one.” Sorran gazed up at him, lips parted.

Tanish frowned. “But that is—” He fell silent when Sorran shook his head.

“Not as before. I would have you both inside me.” Sorran swallowed, staring intently at him. Tanish heard Feyar’s sharp intake of breath.

“Are you sure,
corishan
?” Feyar asked, moving to Sorran’s side. “I would not do anything that would hurt you.”

Tanish looked from Sorran to Feyar. “I do not understand.” His heart beat wildly.

Sorran grasped Feyar’s hand. “You will not hurt me, my love. I want this. Please.” Tanish was overwhelmed by desire, rolling off Sorran and over him in a wave that made him tremble. He knew Feyar was subject to the same flood of emotion when he shivered.

Feyar gazed at Sorran in silence for a moment. His expression melted into a gentle smile. “Then we shall do this.” He looked across Sorran’s body to Tanish. “Sorran will ride you,
terushan
. Then you will hold him close to you and I too shall enter him.” He paused, as if letting the words sink in.

Tanish stared at them as the image took root in his mind.

By the heavens.

Chapter 21

“I
S
SUCH
a thing possible?” Tanish whispered, pulling free of Sorran’s body.

Sorran watched him anxiously. He could feel Tanish’s confusion. “I do not know,” he confessed. “And the thought of taking
these
—” He grasped both their cocks and squeezed lightly, making Tanish and Feyar groan. “—inside me at once makes my heart beat so fast. All I know is this is what my body yearns for.” He could see them in his mind, the three of them joined as one. His body felt the loss of Tanish inside him.

“We shall try,
corishan
,” Feyar told him. “If Tanish is willing also.”

Sorran smiled gratefully at him and then looked back to Tanish. Sorran stroked his long, thick cock, feeling the shudder that ran through his Tanish. “Something tells me our lover is willing.” His eyes sparkled. “Kiss me, both of you.” He sighed with pleasure when they stretched out on the bed on either side of him, both of them running their hands over his body as they kissed, their mouths joined as one.

Tanish pulled him to lie on top of him as they kissed, hips pushing up against him, their cocks rubbing against each other. Sorran sighed as he felt Feyar’s weight at his back, and then lost himself in their kisses as Tanish plundered his mouth and Feyar kissed down his spine to his buttocks. Sorran let out a low moan when Feyar gently bit at the flesh before licking into his crease in one continuous motion down to his testicles, which lay exposed to his view.

“Spread for me.” Feyar’s rich voice sent shivers pulsating through him.

Sorran obeyed and gasped into Tanish’s kiss as Feyar pressed the head of his cock inside him and slid home in one long thrust. Sorran groaned to be full of him at last. Tanish wrapped his arms around Sorran and held him.

“Open your mind to our bond,” Feyar said, his breath rapid. “Feel what I feel.”

Sorran relaxed into Tanish’s embrace and focused his thoughts. Suddenly his heart pounded as a wave of heightened emotions flowed over and through him. He sensed the utter joy Feyar had been unable to voice on seeing him safe once more. Sorran gasped at the pleasure Feyar took from being inside him. But woven through all the tumult of emotions was the certain knowledge that Feyar loved him, loved both of them, with an intensity that was breathtaking.

“Oh, my love.” The depth of Feyar’s love made Sorran want to weep. Tremors shook him, and Tanish held him close, kissing him fervently while Feyar stroked his cock deep into him, the movements unhurried and sensual.

“I feel it too,
terushan
.” Tanish’s voice quavered.

Sorran rocked between them, Tanish’s cock a hard rod of flesh against his belly. Feyar kept his thrusts slow and even, sending Sorran soaring higher and higher. Sorran closed his eyes and moaned as Feyar pushed all the way into him, his groin tight against Sorran’s buttocks.

Then Feyar eased out of him and helped Sorran to shift a little higher on Tanish’s body, straddling him. Sorran held his breath while Feyar guided Tanish’s cock into him, making him cry out when Tanish pushed hard, filling him to the hilt.