Rayne's Return (Hearts of ICARUS Book 3) (27 page)

“The next time you’re in her throat, I’m going to break her hymen,” Landor said, his entire body trembling with the effort of holding himself back.  “Just don’t wait too long, please.”

Con thrust forward and Rayne swallowed, but this time he pushed himself even further, groaning as she took his cock so deeply that his balls hit her chin.  At the same moment, Landor slammed into her with a shout, breaking through the barrier as though it didn’t exist and stopping only when he was buried fully inside of her. 

The double penetration sent Rayne’s senses reeling.  Her pussy squeezed Landor’s cock so hard that he thought his head would explode.  At the same time, her throat gripped Con’s cock so tightly that he knew it would hurt her if he tried to withdraw.

“You’re so damn hot,” Ari said, pumping his cock harder.  He reached up with his other hand and stroked her throat lightly.  “Relax a bit so Con can withdraw now.”

Rayne swallowed again, which relaxed the grip her muscles had on Con.  He withdrew, paused for a moment so both he and Rayne could catch their breath, then thrust deeply again.  Landor began fucking her slow and deep in an alternating rhythm. 

“You’re so beautiful with Landor and Con fucking you at the same time,” Ari said, now cupping her throat with one hand.  “I love seeing and feeling Con’s cock fill your throat.  Wait until all three of us take you at once.  It’ll be just like this except that one of us will be in your ass.  We’ll be connected to each other, with you and through you.  Moan for me if you like that, Rayne.”

Rayne immediately moaned and felt Con’s cock grow impossibly harder and thicker as he slid deep again.  A moment later he pulled back and stilled.  “Take a good breath,” Ari said.  “He’s going to bury himself deep and he’ll stay there until he’s done coming.”

Rayne moaned in anticipation, then took a long deep breath.  Con thrust and she swallowed hard over and over again, knowing now that each time she did, her throat muscles caressed his cock.  Ari moaned beside her and she felt the warm splash of his come on her hip and, at the same time, she felt Con throbbing and pulsing as he shot his seed down her throat. He remained there until he finished coming, just as Ari had warned, nearly making her come again, but not quite.  A few moments later he withdrew and collapsed on the bed beside her.

Suddenly, even though her body was still almost painfully aroused, she felt tired.  She
needed
more than she’d ever needed anything in her life, but the pleasure was fading fast, leaving her frustrated, unsatisfied, and discouraged.  Landor was still pounding her hard and deep, stoking her need higher and higher but for some reason, it no longer felt the way it had moments earlier.  She whimpered, not understanding what was happening, surprised to realize that what she really wanted was to push Landor away and go curl up in a ball somewhere. 

“Release some pheromones, Landor,” Ari said.  “Just a little.”

Landor immediately did as Ari said without stopping to question him.  Rayne’s eyes widened and her back arched as the pleasure returned, then sharpened.  She arched her hips upward, seeking deeper, harder stimulation.  Within moments she found herself on the cusp of another orgasm, a bigger, deeper, more explosive one than before.  But she couldn’t quite reach it.  Tears streamed down her face as her body strained for release, but instead of coming closer, it began to slip away.  Feeling her distress, Con and Ari began sucking hard on her nipples while Con reached down to rub her clit and Landor pounded into her as fast and deep as he could. 

Rayne’s head flew back and forth on the bed as the pleasure became desperation.  Con sensed her growing need to escape the escalating tension and thought back to all of the reading they’d done over the years while waiting for her.  Sometimes, he remembered, a woman needed something a bit…more.  He grasped her clit between two fingers and tugged it firmly.  When that didn’t send her over, he held his breath and gave it a sharp pinch.

Rayne screamed hoarsely, her back arching so high that only her head touched the bed while her orgasm ripped through her in wave after wave of bone melting pleasure.  Landor thrust deep until his cock lodged tightly against her cervix, and joined her, roaring as his seed filled her womb.  When the orgasm released its grip on her, her body relaxed and fell back against the bed, her arms and legs limp, her eyes closed.  Landor withdrew, then climbed onto the bed, still panting.

Con raised himself up on one elbow and, starting with Rayne’s face, began searching for signs of discomfort, injury, or distress.  She appeared to be fully relaxed and dozing lightly, her breathing returned to normal, and her body satisfied.  He slid off the bed and went to the bathroom, returning a few moments later with warm washcloths and a towel. 

Landor and Ari were both sitting up by then, so the three of them washed her body slowly and gently, taking their time, enjoying the soothing ritual.  Rayne awoke about half way through and watched them through slitted eyes, her heart swelling with emotion at the expressions on their faces. 

“That was a truly memorable experience,” Ari said, smiling down at her.

“Yes, it was,” she agreed.  “I didn’t expect to feel so…tense, though.”

“We didn’t expect it either,” Landor said, frowning. 

“That’s not a good frown,” she said, reaching around for something to cover herself with.  Ari pulled the sheet up and covered her with it.  She smiled her thanks, then turned back to Landor, who was still frowning.  “Feeling you guys the way I did isn’t common, or I think I might have heard something about it.  So, is it a bad thing?”

“No it’s not bad,” Landor said. 

Rayne waited, but it seemed he wasn’t going to say any more.  “Tell me, please.”

“Are you sure you want to hear this now?” Landor said.  “It’s getting late and you need sleep.”

“I’d like to know.”

“All right,” Landor said.  “But only if you drink some
sasuna
while we talk.”

“Sure,” Rayne agreed since her body was telling her she needed one anyway.  She started to get up, but Con shook his head. 

“Stay there.  I’ll be right back.”  She nodded, but he was already gone.  Seconds later he was back with the pitcher from her chiller, and a glass.  He filled it and handed it to her.

“Thank you, Con,” she said before taking a long drink.  “Okay, I’m ready.”

“Do you remember when we kissed you a few days ago?” Landor asked.

“Of course.”

“After I kissed you, did you feel as though you
needed
Con or Ari to kiss you?  Not just wanted, but
needed
.”

“Yes, I did,” she replied.  “Is that wrong?”

“No, of course not,” Ari said, reaching out to stroke her hair.  “It’s just that we’ve never heard of any female experiencing pre tri-phase symptoms in…well…ever.  We know from some of the ancient material we have from before the Dark Time that it was once common, but that was a very long time ago.”

She stared at him blankly for a long moment, having no idea whatsoever what he was talking about.  She looked hopefully at Con.  “Pre-what-huh?”

“Pre tri-phase.”

“Which is what?”

“Let’s say that you’re standing in a room alone, and you’re frightened about something.  Then I enter the room.  I can
sense
your fear.  I can
smell
your fear.  But I can’t
feel
your fear.  With tri-phase, I could
choose
to feel your fear exactly as you feel it.”

“The way I felt your arousal,” she said.  Con nodded.  “I don’t think I like that.  I don’t want you three feeling everything I feel.”

“Why not?” Ari asked.

“I don’t know,” she said, frowning.  “I just don’t.  Please don’t take this wrong but, to be honest, it wasn’t that great feeling your arousal and mine at the same time.  Anyway, I thought that’s what pheromones were for.  To increase a woman’s desire so that she can handle three men.”

“We are not offended, nor would we have had that happen to you, especially during our first time together,” Landor said.  “And you’re right about the pheromones.  But increasing your desire is not the same as experiencing the desire of three other people.”

“No, I don’t suppose it is,” Rayne said.  “Is that going to happen to me every time?”

“Not necessarily, but it’s impossible to say for certain,” Con replied.  “Tri-phase consists of three different and distinct parts, or phases.  The phases are sexual, emotional, and physical.  When fully developed, which occurs only after soul-linking, we can
choose
to feel what you feel sexually, emotionally, or physically, and you can
choose
to feel what we feel in the same way.”

“But I didn’t choose to feel your arousal.”

“No, you didn’t,” Con said.  “You experienced what’s known as
pre-
tri-phase
. 
Early signs of tri-phase that are uncontrolled and random.  Once we link, that should cease to happen.”

“Should?”

“No one in living memory has experienced tri-phase,” Landor said.  “I’m afraid we can’t predict what’ll happen for certain.  We can only guess.”

“Will you three have the same random experience that I had?  Will you feel my arousal?”

“No, we won’t,” Con replied.  “Tri-phase is grounded in Clan females who are born with the ability.  It only begins to manifest after she meets her Rami, and she shares it with them only after they are linked.  It no longer exists because our females have been human for so long.”

“Until now,” Rayne said.

“Yes, until now,” Landor agreed.

“I don’t recall reading anything about tri-phase in the conversion reports for the other Clan born females who’ve linked so far,” Ari said.

“No, neither do I,” Landor replied, then shrugged.  “There’ve been many changes with the
Klanaren
in the past few decades, and we don’t always have explanations for them.  We can only do our best with whatever happens.”

“Once we link, then I’ll have control of what I feel from you guys, right?”

“If this really is tri-phase, and we think it is, then yes, that’s exactly right,” Landor assured her.  “We can link anytime you want, Rayne.  We could do it today, or tomorrow.  All you need do is tell us.”

Rayne dropped her eyes, knowing that Landor had little trouble reading her true feelings through them.  She wished more than anything that they could link right that very moment.  But she couldn’t.  She needed to remember…something…first.  “I won’t say that I’m not intrigued, because I am,” she said finally, deciding not to address the subject of linking.  “I can see that it would be fun sexually if we can control it.  But it scares me a little too.  I don’t like the idea of you guys suffering because I’m sick or in pain.”

“Unfortunately, Rayne, none of us has a choice in this,” Landor said, hiding his disappointment.  “We must wait and see what happens, then deal with it in the best way we can.”

“You’re right,” she said, nodding.  Then she yawned widely.  “Sorry.  Guess I’m getting tired now.”  She bit her lip again.  “We’ll all sleep in here, right?”

“Unless you don’t want us to,” Ari said.

“Of course I want you to,” she said in surprise, then yawned again.  “You’re my Rami, aren’t you?”

“Yes, we most definitely are,” Landor said, taking her empty glass and putting it on the bedside table.  When he turned back to her, she had a strange expression on her face.  “What are you thinking?” he asked, climbing into bed.

“I was thinking that, in spite of everything, I’m happier right now than I’ve ever been, and that I like the way you three look at me.” 

“Which way is that?” Con asked, lying down on the other side of her.

“Like…you’re happy, and relaxed, and…,” she trailed off, frowning.  “I don’t know.  Something I can’t describe.”

“Love,” Con said, smiling at her.  “What you can’t describe is us loving you.”

“You love me?”

“Of course we love you,” Ari said.  “You’re absolutely perfect for us in every way.  You’re smart, beautiful, courageous, funny, and have enough stubbornness to keep us from rolling right over you.”

“You don’t want me to change?” she asked doubtfully.  “Not even a little?”

“Not even a little,” Landor said, then held up one finger.  “I take that back.  There is one thing I’d like you to change, but if you choose not to it won’t change my feelings for you.”

“Okay,” she said, bracing herself.  “What is it?”

“Your swearing.”

“My swearing?” she asked with an unreadable expression on her face.

“Please don’t be offended,” Landor said, “but it just doesn’t suit you.”

Rayne smiled, which surprised them.  They expected her to be embarrassed, and were prepared for her to be angry, but they didn’t expect her to be amused.

“I suppose I should be glad that we didn’t hurt your feelings,” Landor said stiffly.  Rayne’s smile widened.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’m not smiling because I’m amused.  I’m smiling because I don’t swear at all.  Ever.  I never have.”

Landor, Con and Ari exchanged confused looks over her head.  “What does
gula
mean, then?” Ari asked.

“It means
sugar
.”

“Sugar?”

“Yes,
sugar
.  All of the words you hear me use when you think I’m swearing mean
sugar
in a different old Earth language.”

“But…why?” Con asked.

“Because I can’t bring myself to swear,” she admitted, her cheeks turning pink.  “It’s stupid, I know.  People swear all the time.  They’re just words, right?  Sounds put together like any other word.  But for some reason, I can’t make myself say swear words and frankly, I don’t want to.”

“We don’t think it’s stupid at all,” Landor said.  “We think it says something about you.  Something we like.  But it doesn’t explain why you say
sugar
in different languages.”

“Peer pressure,” she said.

“Peer pressure?” Landor asked doubtfully.  “Aren’t you a little old for that?”

“I am now, yeah,” she said.  “But you try going to boarding school at the age of twelve with a bunch of girls who think you’re a baby because you can’t, or won’t, swear the way they do.  Not fitting in with your peers can be a big problem at that age.  I got around swearing by making the other girls
think
I was swearing.  When I refused to tell them what the words meant, it made me seem mysterious rather than babyish.  As I got older it became a habit that I never tried to break because I still couldn’t bring myself to swear, and it was a good substitute.”  She shrugged lightly.  “Most people who know me are aware that I’m only saying
sugar
and that’s all I care about.”