Casey's Warriors (Bondmates) (42 page)

Roxy rolled her eyes. “Thanks, but I don’t need my baby sister trying to hook me up with a couple strippers.”

“A couple? Meaning more than one?” Hope filled Casey but she tried to keep it under control.

“I’m not saying another word.” A melancholy look came over Roxy, sadness filling her brown eyes so like Casey’s. “Besides, I’m not up for any kind of anything with a guy right now, let alone two amazingly hot strippers.”

“Roxy, you can’t let that cheating dickhead ruin the rest of your life.” Casey pulled Roxy into a hug and whispered in her ear, “He wasn’t the man you were supposed to marry anyway. I just know it. Look, you’re going to be stuck here for the next three weeks, why not give the stripper hotties a chance to show you a good time?”

“Okay, my life has officially gotten too weird for words when my baby sister, who just married two of the yummiest guys on Earth, is giving me relationship advice. Do…do you happen to know anything about Cormac and Rastar?”

Trying to keep her excitement under control, Casey had to resist jumping up and down and clapping her hands together. Though she hated knowing that her parents might be losing two daughters, her sister deserved her Prince Charming, or in this case, Charmings. Having Roxy on Kadothia with her would make her new life so much better.

“I haven’t met Rastar, but Cormac seems really nice.” She remembered the armor he wore, showing he was a high-ranking officer, which according to Lorn meant he was well established with enough money to provide his Matriarch with whatever she wished. “I know that he’s well off.”

“If he’s rich, why is he a stripper, or dancer, or whatever? I knew he was too hot to be real.”

Casey tried to do damage control. “No, no. Cormac isn’t a dancer. He’s a martial artist. He helps train the dancers. He and Rastar. Really nice guys and if they like you, I say go for it.”

“Just go for it?” Roxy asked with a husky laugh and a distant look in her eyes. “I must be out of my damn mind for even considering this.”

“Look, I know it sounds crazy, maybe even feels crazy, but Roxy, I’m so very, very happy with them. Honestly. I’m so in love with my husbands that it’s disgusting. There is nothing I would love more than to see you together with men like Cormac and Rastar. I mean, come on, how often do you have a chance to make the beast with two backs with two super hot and amazing men?”

“Pervert.” With a laugh, Roxy pulled back but Casey didn’t miss the gleam of tears in Roxy’s eyes. “Your husbands look like they’re ready to leave.”

Casey glanced behind her and sighed. “Yeah, we gotta take off and catch our fas-er-flight out.”

It took them another ten minutes of hugging and saying goodbye before Casey finally got out the front door with Lorn and Nast, then back into the SUV. To her surprise, Nast climbed into the back seat with her and pulled her close, cuddling her and stroking her until she let the tears go that she’d been holding inside. He smelled so good, felt so good, and her aching heart drank up the love he freely offered her.

Nast made a pained sound, “I am so sorry you must leave them behind, Casey. They love you very much. It hurts me that you must choose between them and us. I wish it were not so.”

“I’m going to miss them,” she whispered against his chest and snuggled closer. “But I don’t regret my decision. I mean it, Nast, you and Lorn are my life, my everything. I can live without my family but I can’t live without you.”

“Oh,
alyah
,” Nast said with a low groan and held her tight. “We love you so much and I promise we will do everything we can to make you happy.”

“It’s okay, really it is. I mean, yeah, I’m bummed out that I’ll never get to see them again, but being able to say goodbye, to know that I’m leaving something behind that will help them deal with my leaving, it’s the greatest gift you could have given me.”

“I wish we could have stayed longer, Casey,” Lorn said in a low voice from the front seat.

“Yeah, me too, but we can’t leave your, I mean, our people on Kadothia alone. Someone tried to set me up and I’m afraid they might strike out against the villagers while we’re gone. While my heart hurts and this sucks, I need to think about our people and how to give them the best life possible.” She took a deep breath and sat up a bit. “After our honeymoon I want you to start looking for men for me to partially bond. You’re right, we need loyal people around us. Obviously someone let that woman who tampered with your pleasure ‘bots in, or for all we know, it was someone already working at the manor that did it. Either way someone is trying to hurt you and there is no way in hell I’m allowing that to happen.”

Pride flooded into her from her men and Nast cupped her face with one hand. “I still cannot believe how lucky we are to have found you.”

She softened into his touch and leaned her face against his calloused palm. “I’m the lucky one. I have two of the handsomest, bravest, most honorable men in the universe as my husbands. What more could a girl ask for?”

He grinned at her, then swopped in for a quick, hot kiss that left her panties damp. “I cannot wait to get you back to the ship so we can show you just how pleasurable having two husbands can be.”

A little shiver raced down her spine and she looked to the front seat. “Hey Lorn? Drive faster.”

Chapter Twenty

Casey’s lips were swollen and sensitive by the time they made it back to her little home. Nast had kissed her over and over again while stroking her body, raising her arousal until Lorn had to tell them to stop so he didn’t end up running off the road. As they pulled up to her house she gave the small, shabby place a good look, memorizing the details and trying to freeze this moment in her mind. When they parked, Nast practically dragged Casey out of the car and she allowed him to, laughing as he sped up the steps with her in his arms. They had an hour left down here before they were due back and Casey had wanted to share that time alone with her husbands.

Lorn followed closely behind and pointed the way to Casey’s bedroom. They’d agreed earlier today that they had to have sex in Casey’s room at least once, something about it being a Kadothian good luck tradition. She didn’t know if that was true, but there was no way she was going to turn down a hot, hard fuck. Especially with the honeymoon surprise she and Lorn had for Nast. It was something he’d jokingly requested at one point and the naughty image had stuck with her, inspiring a number of steamy daydreams.

The moment they entered her room she gently pushed out of Nast’s arms and stepped back, giving her new husband a sultry smile as she said, “Take your clothes off.”

There was no doubt at the command, the dominance in her voice and Nast growled softly, just like she knew he would. Her defiance aroused him and she bit her lip as his arousal burned her. “Make me.”

Casey was actually quite proud that she shielded herself well enough to not tip Nast off when Lorn slipped a pair of feather light, but extremely strong cuffs around Nast’s wrists. For a moment the red haired man stared at her, then he flashed his fangs while flexing his arms. “It will take more than this to keep me from you, little Casey.”

“Oh, I know.” She grinned and took a step forward, lowering the strap of her dress over her shoulder and bearing the portion of her breast with his new bondmark on it. Just like Lorn had said, Nast’s gaze went right to that mark and a savage satisfaction filled him, echoing in her soul and making her breath catch. “But even if I tied you up with a strand of my hair you wouldn’t hurt me. I trust you Nast, with everything that I have and everything that I cherish.”

He stopped struggling, his muscles twitching with the urge to move, to break his bonds, but he fought it. She could feel his internal battle and found herself growing restless, like his agitation was infecting her. It must have done something to Lorn as well because he suddenly ripped open Nast’s pants and fisted his solid cock. He placed his lips against Nast’s cheek as he growled, “I, however, will hurt you and you will love it.”

Nast snarled and she dropped to her knees, grasping his dick and flicking her tongue up and down the pleasure ridges of his shaft. The tension drained out of his big body and he sagged back into Lorn, a rich sound of pleasure coming from deep inside of him. “Oh,
alyah
, you have such a tiny, soft, wet mouth.”

Her nipples were sensitive enough that when Lorn knelt behind her and cupped her breasts, she moaned against Nast’s shaft. Feeling incredibly naughty, she leaned back and offered the head of Nast’s cock to Lorn, beyond excited by the thought of watching Lorn suck Nast’s dick. Licking his lips and reading her out of control desire, Lorn gave her a wink before easing forward and slowly wrapping his lips around the thick, flared crest. He slowly slid down, taking more of Nast into his mouth and throat than she could, before pulling back at an equally torturous pace. After repeating this motion three times he pulled back and released one of her breasts, using his free hand to hold Nast’s erection so she could suck on it.

They traded back and forth, each of them drunk on each other’s arousal. Casey was squirming in place by this point while she licked Nast’s balls and Lorn jacked him off. Nast was trying his damndest to resist them, but Casey needed to come—bad—so she licked her finger and wiggled it between Nast’s buttocks, playing with the tight entrance to his body. With a rough howl Nast came the moment she breached his ring of muscle, his body clenching on her finger while she continued to suck on his testicles. The echo of his orgasm slammed into her and she cried out, her body undulating with each hard muscle contraction as waves of pleasure swept through her.

Lorn held back, licking up Nast’s seed where it had spilled on his hand. Her body ached even more to be filled after the glow of her release faded, her need growing stronger than before. Lorn cut Nast free, briefly steadying his new husband, before lifting Casey to her feet as if she weighed no more than a feather pillow. Her breath caught at the glint of his fangs, and when he leaned down and bit her neck hard enough to break the skin, all she could do was shudder.

“Sweet and coppery,” he whispered against her skin. “The taste of your blood is an aphrodisiac to me.”

“Please,” she whispered, but Lorn ignored her before quickly stripping her clothes from her body.

Once she was naked the men closed in on her, their hands stroking her breasts, her arms, her belly, and even her inner thighs and ass, but not her pussy. She moaned and wiggled between them, sucking on whoever was offering her their mouth at the moment, touching as much of their physical perfection as she could. Their arousal blended together until it was like a wave of energy moving through them, the ebb and flow both bliss and torture. Her poor pussy was swollen with desire, and she really wished someone would give her some attention down there.

As if reading her mind, Lorn lay back on the bed and held his hand out. “Put me inside of you, my Matriarch.”

Her legs could barely hold her as all of the blood in her body seemed to rush to her sex and nipples. Nast had to help her mount Lorn, holding her husband’s cock in order to slide her down on it. He easily held her weight with one arm, teasing both her and Lorn by barely allowing any penetration. She was about ready to scratch his eyes out when he finally stopped his torment and let her sink blissfully down onto Lorn.

A twinge of pain went through her, blending with the pleasure as she took her handsome blond husband all the way to the base of his dick. He filled her completely and, when Nast began to play with her rear entrance, she gulped. Oh no. They wouldn’t both want her…at the same time would they? Sure they’d hinted about it before, but it had to be physically impossible.

She tensed up and Nast murmured, “Why are you afraid?”

“You’re too big,” she blurted. “No way I can take both of you.”

“Yes, you can,” Nast purred. “I’m rubbing a special gel into your sweet pink bottom right now that will allow you to stretch without pain or tearing. I will not say there will be no pain, but the pleasure will be great.”

Her reply was lost as her new husband eased one finger into her, then another, stroking her body in a way that felt at once weird and good. The more she relaxed, the better it felt, until she was trying to push back as he attempted to fit three fingers in her. The sensation of pain began to creep in and she screwed her eyes shut, trying to get her body to accept the intrusion.

Lorn made a soft, humming sound and began to gently lick her nipples, his cock throbbing inside of her while his desire flowed through her, chasing the pain away and giving her only pleasure. With a soft sigh her body relaxed and allowed Nast to fill and stretch her, moving his fingers around and pressing a slick gel deep inside of her. She could feel it when Nast would stroke Lorn’s cock through the thin barrier between her pussy and ass, and the delicious arousal that came with his touch had her trying to move. She needed them to fuck her, to take her, to fill her with their scent and seed. She wanted them to own her in the most primitive way possible.

Nast’s fingers left her and she made a disappointed noise that quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as Lorn began to move in her. The hard nub of her clit pressed against his well muscled abdomen and she rocked into him, wanting this feeling of belonging, of being loved, of being cherished and worshiped to never stop. When Nast’s bare body pressed up behind her she arched her back and whispered, “Please, Nast, take me.”

“Easy,
alyah
, even with the gel we must go slow.”

He wasn’t lying.

The moment the fat head of his cock pressed against her small rear entrance she tensed and both men groaned.

“Don’t fight him,” Lorn whispered. “Let him in. When you fight him you are provoking his lust.”

She went limp against Lorn, allowing him to sweep her hair to the side and caress her back while Nast held her buttocks open and pressed his rock solid erection against her bottom. A small shriek escaped as he began to press in, but he wasn’t letting her squirm away, and neither was Lorn. They held her pinned between them while she was being slowly impaled, pain shooting through only to be met by the roaring arousal from Nast as he took her back there, and from Lorn as he filled her pussy. She was stuffed full of dick, nothing but a doll between them as they totally possessed her.