Chapter 17
I took it greedily like a good girl.
Wendy
Hushed voices roused me from my sleep. Baelor’s breath was even in my back, his chest rising and falling slowly.
I opened my eyes, focusing to see through the darkness. Nitochi was leaning against his dark father—Xantu, if I remembered correctly? Between their names and the different terms I was to call them—dasu and dasume—I was a little lost. Maybe I should ask for a pen and start writing it down…
Two more people entered our small cave, whispering as if to try not to wake us up.
I stayed quiet and pulled the little blanket Baelor had covered us with closer to my body to hide my naked skin.
“I am fine,” Nitochi grumbled. “All of you can go now.”
His father’s wings fluttered nervously. “You do not go out again except to give Wendy a tour. You need rest.”
“I’ll just leave the medical supplies on the table.” I held a gasp. What was the human who updated my translator doing here? “The rest of my team is still waiting for me at the explosion site.”
A Gemin female took the human’s hand and pulled him with her toward the opening of the cave.
“We can go, I will drop you there and stay to help. You—” She pointed at Nitochi, narrowing her eyes.
“You have a female to take care of now. Next time you decide you want to kill a group of ten armed humans, do not do it alone.”
He did what?
“Thirteen. And it was fine, the mad man just—”
“I do not care about the reasons it went to shit,” the female Gemin interrupted him.
“You may be the strongest of your generation and even if you are the general of our defense forces, you cannot be selfish anymore. You need to think about your female. About Baelor. If something happens to you, they will be broken.”
For him to let her talk to his face like this, she must have been from his family. But why was she holding hands like this with the human doctor?
“If I see you fly around alone while you are here, I will tell your mother,” she said, pointing an accusing finger at my man.
“You rest, and you spend time with your female. You got it, boy?” He gave her a small nod.
“And bring her to us. We would like to have you over for dinner before you go back.”
With that, she was gone, pulling the human with her. Only Nitochi’s father remained, his arms crossed over his chest, looking at his son in charged silence.
“If you are going to scold me too, do not bother,” Nitochi gritted out.
“You have been scolded enough,” Xantu answered. “So…Is your female safe now?”
I blinked, my eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness. Nitochi nodded. “She is.”
“Good. Next time, do not go alone, alright? This could have been avoided if—”
“I know, alright? It is just—Wendy was terrified when she mentioned the man after her. I needed to check and ensure they were not coming after her. And since they were—”
“You acted before thinking about it.”
Nitochi sighed. “I do not regret it. If I was facing the same situation again, I would not do it differently. I needed to get them before they moved. Before they caught her trace.”
“I know,” Xantu said softly. “Although it worries me that you have put yourself in danger, I would have done the same for Nodala.” His hand found Nitochi’s shoulder.
“You rest and spend some time with Wendy. She is out of danger now. Forget dinner tonight, we will see you in a couple of days before you leave.”
I kept looking at Nitochi after his father left. He didn’t stand up immediately, staying seated in the kitchen, eyes lost in front of him.
He looked tired.
“I think you heard enough from dasu and our aunt,” Baelor drawled from behind me, his arms tightening around my waist to keep my back plastered against his chest. “So I will overlook your recklessness and thank you for whatever you did.”
I gasped. I had no idea he was awake too…
“Alessio is not going to be a problem anymore,” Nitochi simply stated.
“Alessio?” I breathed out. “What—what happened?
Nitochi stood before slowly walking toward us. “He was where I found you, looking for you.” He reached for something in his back pocket and handed it to me. “I will clean it,” he said. “But I am guessing this is yours?”
My brooch! Thank god, I thought I had lost it forever. “It is!” I said. “My sister gave it to me before she left our colony.” My thumb brushed over the red stones forming a sun and the moon-shaped white opals circling it. “Thank you.”
I sat up and Baelor grunted in protest but let me. Nitochi’s eyes shone despite the lack of light. The faint gleam coming from the two moons in the sky was enough to read his expressions. To study his beautiful face.
“Are you hurt?” I asked, reaching to cup the side of his face.
“I am fine, habanshi.” The word sent shivers up my spine. “And now that I know you are safe, my mind does not feel restless anymore.”
I pulled on his hand and scooted backward, making some room for him in our large moss mattress. He winced. “You are not fine,” Baelor muttered.
The second Nitochi lay down on his side, turned toward me, his wings free to stretch behind him and his long horns safely away and unable to stab me, I slid my hands all over his body, searching for wounds.
“Dear lord,” I breathed out.
He was hurt. A lot. There were at least a dozen burns on his skin, not to mention the few wounds that were stitched up.
“I am all good,” he answered, sliding both of his arms behind me to pull me against him. “Nothing a little nap and a long fuck cannot fix.”
I gasped. “Nitochi!”
“Yes, habanshi?”
“You’re—you need more than a little nap…”
He nuzzled his face in my hair. “You are right, blood loss does not work well with the hard-on I have right now,” he mumbled.
“Just sleep, Nitochi,” Baelor said, coming back closer to hug me from behind.
I was the center of the nicest and most comfortable sandwich ever. And, despite being hurt and having lost a lot of blood, Nitochi’s hardness pressed against my belly told me clearly what would happen as soon as we would all wake up.
***
My eyes weren’t even open yet when I felt the first wave of an orgasm crashing into me.
“Wh—what? What is…” My whole body contorted in delicious agony, the words dying in my throat.
Lips were closed around my nipple, licking, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive and hardened peak.
My legs were circling a waist, a hard cock pressing against my core, my hips rocking to chase the friction.
Another hard cock was in my back, while another set of lips was leaving open-mouthed kisses in the crook of my neck, my earlobes, my shoulders.
It was overwhelming and so fucking good.
“Oh my god, what is happening right now?” I asked when my muscles relaxed and my orgasm went from all-consuming to a steady thrum.
“We are only giving you what you want,” Baelor whispered from behind me, his hands caressing my sides and reaching over to my belly.
“What I want?” I asked.
Baelor chuckled. Nitochi was still sucking at my breast, his hands clasped tight on the sides of my thighs. My hips hadn’t stopped moving to rub my pussy along his length.
“You have been trying to climb him for most of the night, Wendy,” Baelor crooned and I froze. My sudden stillness only made Nitochi growl and his grip on my thigh took the reins, making me move again against him.
“Oh shit,” I breathed out. “Nitochi, no…You’re hurt, remember? I’m sorry, I—”
“I am perfectly fine where I am,” he gritted out, shifting his hips to rub my clit harder.
Shit, I’m gonna come again… “I—fuck, Nitochi, I…”
“Yes, habanshi. Come again for us. Get this pussy all wet and relaxed so we can properly fuck you,” Baelor said, shifting his hips so that his cock slid between my ass cheeks.
Oh dear. Properly fuck me? Would it involve both of their cocks inside me at the same time?
Why was I aroused and not terrified at this thought?
“Do you think she is ready?” Baelor rasped behind me, his hands replacing Nitochi’s mouth on my breasts while my dark knight kissed his way along my exposed throat.
“Yes,” I answered before Nitochi could. “Please fuck me. Please. It hurts, I need—”
“It hurts?” Nitochi asked, stopping his hips from shifting. His cock from rubbing my aching clit.
I groaned. Why was it so hard to explain? “That’s not what I meant,” I whined. “I need sex. I need you to stuff me like a damn turkey and fill me until I’m so full I can barely breathe. I—”
“What is a turkey?” he asked, a frown pulling at his beautiful face.
For fuck’s sakes. “Not important!” I swear this man was doing this on purpose.
If the turkey was not translated, I knew damn well the rest of my sentence was pretty fucking clear.
“I need so much sex that it sometimes hurts when there isn’t a cock inside of me.
An itch I can’t scratch because my hands are not enough to satisfy it. It’s—oh dear lord…”
To my surprise, Nitochi wasn’t the one who pushed himself inside me first. My breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened on my dark knight’s smirking face as Baelor moaned in my neck, pushing deeper and deeper, reaching that spot that needed to be rubbed so desperately.
“Does it feel better?” Nitochi asked as Baelor took over the hold of my thighs, sliding a hand underneath to spread me open.
I nodded, my ability to speak gone for some reason.
“Are you still aching?” I shook my head no, a whimper escaping me as Baelor slowly started to thrust. The whimper turned into a cry when Nitochi’s middle finger found my clit. “So you need to be fucked, huh?”
Shit, I was going to combust between them. My skin was on fire, my whole body coiled with the need for more. “Y-yes,” I managed to say though it sounded more like a broken gasp.
“You need to be filled,” he added, his fingers still making small and slow circles just above the place where Baelor’s cock was buried deep inside of me, his pace increasing only slightly. “To be stretched.”
“Oh god, faster,” I begged them. “Please, I-I need…I need more, please, I—”