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“No, I didn’t.” Sorin sounded subdued. “I guess we have been pretty arrogant.” He looked at Kayla. “Do you have sexual desire for either or both of us, Kayla?”
Kayla’s mouth was dry and her lips felt numb.
“How…how can you ask me that?” she finally managed to get out. She sometimes thought she would never get over the way her guys just came out and said things. Things human guys would never have been willing to say because they related to emotional matters that most human guys weren’t comfortable talking about.
Well, I’m not comfortable talking about it either! she thought.
Sorin shrugged. “I just thought as long as Bron and I are no longer pretending that we don’t want you, we might as well get everything out into the open.”
“Sorin’s right,” Bron growled. “We should talk about it—about which of us you want.”
But Kayla wasn’t about to sit still for this.
“I told you,” she snapped, “I’m not having the two of you fight over me like two mangy mutts fighting over a bone!”
With a glare at both of them, she got up and left the front of the shuttle, going back to the living quarters where she could be alone.
She stormed into the bedroom, which was mostly taken up with the huge, 3-person Twin Kindred bed, and began to pace back and forth in the limited space between the bed and the wall.
What the hell is wrong with them? Now that they finally admitted their feelings they’ve turned into a couple of jerks!
But she couldn’t help thinking of what Sorin had asked her, “Do you have sexual feelings for either or both of us?” And Bron had asked if she had gotten aroused sleeping between them.
Of course you were aroused, whispered a guilty little voice in the back of her head. Don’t you remember? You waited until they both fell asleep and then you got off like crazy.
Though she tried to repress it, Kayla couldn’t quiet push the memory to the back of her mind. Couldn’t forget waiting for the men on either side of her to sleep and then, when their breathing was deep and even, slipping her fingers between her thighs and starting to stroke.
She even remembered what she’d fantasized about. Lying in bed between them and letting them touch her—touch her all over. Their big hands roving over her naked flesh…teasing the stiff peaks of her nipples…sliding over her breasts and belly and flanks…Bron would be growling his desire, deep in his throat and Sorin would be whispering that she should just relax and open herself…open herself to both of them…
I never came so hard in my life, Kayla admitted to herself. Lying there between them, fantasizing about both of them while I touched myself…
The memory seemed to bring a kind of pleasurable ache to her body that centered in her breasts and between her thighs. What had made her silent, middle of the night self-pleasuring session even hotter was knowing that her guys would be able to detect her scent and know that she was aroused later.
Kayla remembered how they had inhaled deeply the next morning and had looked at her and exchanged looks with each other. Then Sorin had made some excuse to kiss her hand—the one she’d touched herself with. And Bron had licked govan-berry jam that she’d spilled off her fingers at breakfast. Kayla remembered seeing the bulges in both their trousers and knowing they were for her.
But she hadn’t said anything because none of them ever said anything. It was the unspoken attraction between them—all three of them. And all the while they just went on and on, pretending they were only friends and—
“Ouch!” Kayla exclaimed involuntarily as a sharp pain lanced through her. Though her breasts to be exact. “What the hell?” she muttered, looking down at herself. What was going on now?
To her shock and horror, she saw that her already-full breasts were getting even fuller and her nipples were poking sharply out under the professional white silk blouse she wore. As she watched, a tiny stain of moisture bloomed over one nipple and then began to spread to the rest of her blouse. Then the same thing happened on the other side. At the same time, another pain hit her—a desperate emptiness between her legs that made her squeeze her thighs together and double over.
Oh God, what was she going to do?
Seven
Her guys must have been extremely attuned to her because it was scarcely a minute after her pains started that both of them came bursting in the bedroom door looking worried.
“What is it?” Bron asked, his golden eyes flashing. “We heard you cry out.”
“Are you well?” Sorin asked. “Is something wrong?”
Kayla bit her lip. She wanted in the worst way to deny that there was anything wrong with her. The two of them were already fighting over her—she didn’t need any more of their emotional mess to deal with. But the pain in her breasts—which she had covered with her arms when she heard them coming in—was getting worse by the second. And the pain between her legs was worsening too.
“I…um…” she began and then didn’t know how to go on.
“Kayla, drop your arms.” Bron’s deep voice was stern.
Kayla frowned stubbornly. “I don’t want to.”
“We need to see what’s wrong with you,” Sorin said, sounding no less stern than Bron. “It’s your breasts, isn’t it? Have they filled with nectar?”
“Of course they fucking have—why else would she be holding them that way?” Bron growled. “Come on, small one—let us see. We need to be able to help you.”
“Maybe I don’t want your help—did you think of that?” Kayla burst out. “You two are already fighting over me. I don’t need to add fuel to the fire by asking…asking you to…”
“Asking us to suck your nipples?” Sorin said softly.
“Well…yes.” Kayla glared at both of them defiantly. “Maybe…maybe I should just deal with this on my own.”
“You can’t.” Bron frowned at her. “Didn’t you hear what we told you earlier when we explained the symptoms Xi-45 causes? You could end up with permanent damage if you don’t get help.”
“Bron is right—why don’t you want us to help you?” Sorin asked. “Is it because you’re ashamed? Because you don’t have to be. Your body is simply reacting to the lust virus caused by the Xi-46. Nothing you do at this time is your fault.”
“It’s not just that, although it is damn embarrassing,” Kayla said tightly. “It’s that…look, we’ve all been such good friends for so long. But ever since we threw sex into the mix, our friendship is going down the drain. I don’t want to do that, guys—I don’t want to throw away the best friends I ever had just for a few minutes of sexual gratification.”
“My people don’t believe that three should touch as one sexually, either,” Sorin said in a low voice. “But…what if it wasn’t sexual?”
Bron raised an eyebrow at his friend. “We’re going to be sucking her sweet nipples, Sorin. I don’t see how that isn’t sexual.”
“I have to agree with Bron on that,” Kayla said, frowning. “Ouch!” she moaned as another surge of pain went through her breasts—they were getting really full.
“It’s only sexual if we make it sexual,” Sorin argued stubbornly. “Look, we aren’t doing this for our own gratification—not even for Kayla’s. We’d be doing it to ease her pain and help her get over her needing. We can keep things…businesslike if that makes her feel better.”
“Businesslike, hmm?” Bron still sounded skeptical. Kayla wasn’t too sure about it herself.
“I don’t know—” she began but Sorin cut her off.
“I’m not saying it has to be completely impersonal,” he clarified. “I just meant Bron and I can do this together the way we work together on a project in the lab. We can help you without letting our feelings get in the way.”
Kayla looked at both of them uncertainly.
“Do you really think so? You can…can help me without fighting over me? Because I have to tell you, this is getting pretty painful.”
“Let us help you,” Bron rumbled. “I swear no mo