Chained (Brides of the Kindred) (10 page)

Maggie looked down at the green gown she
was dying to get out of. “Yes. She said she wore it last season before she went
on a diet.”

“Well I’m sure you fill it out better than
she ever did. You’ll do the same for all of her clothes.”

“If I can fit into them!” Maggie shook her
head. She really wasn’t looking forward to this at all. Trying to take her mind
off the clothing situation, she ate another bite of oatmeal fruit. If only she
could just stay here and study the plants and their tiny animal inhabitants…oh
well, maybe later.

She just hoped Lady Pope’nose had packed
something a little more reasonable and modest than the dress she was currently
wearing.

Chapter Nine

“The time of
reckoning approaches.” Xandra the swamp witch stirred her caldron. An arctic
blast came from the bubbling, pale purple mixture—the cold of pure hate which
she poured into her brew.

Burning red eyes rose
to the surface of her pot, staring at her.

“Is that so, wife?
And where is our son? What do you see with your third eye?” demanded a deep,
inhuman voice.

“The human girl has
rescued him.” The witch frowned. “She has named him and claimed him—she calls
him Kor which means ‘hope’ in the ancient tongue.”

“All that is
irrelevant,” the Shadow Demon rumbled. “He will come when you call him by his
true name—the one you gave him as a babe. Therron.”

“First his deepest
and most painful memories must be reawakened.” The witch smiled. “But that is
easily remedied—they are going to enter a remembrance pool.”

“Good.” The burning
eyes blazed brighter. “Once the seed of pain and hate is planted, it can begin
to grow. He will find his way back to us, my wife. Therron will come. And when
he does…”

“I will have my
revenge,” she finished grimly.

“You will have more
than revenge,” promised the Demon. “Therron is the perfect vessel. When he
comes, I will be flesh again.”

* * * * *

“What do you mean, Maggie is missing?”
Nina demanded

“Just what I said, doll.” Kat’s face on
the viewscreen looked worried. “Ferna and Ratner had to send her to Yonnie Six
in their place and she should have been back by now.”

“Oh, poor Maggie.” Nina put a hand to her
eyes. “She’s so accident prone! What do they think could have happened to her?”

Kat shook her head. “Not sure. Ferna
hopes
the deal with Pope’nose is just taking longer than expected. But she’s
afraid something’s wrong. Maggie has their communication code memorized and she
was supposed to call if anything happened but so far, no word from her.”

“Well, maybe she
is
just taking her
time with the deal.” Nina felt a surge of hope. “Maggie’s a smart girl, even if
she
is
a little impractical at times.”

“You’re probably right. I just wanted to
keep you informed because I know you two got close on the Mother Ship.” Kat
smiled at her. “Speaking of close, how is bonded life treating you? Is Reddix
behaving himself? Are you keeping him in line?”

“Oh, he…” Nina’s cheeks got hot and she clutched
the short silk robe she was wearing tighter around herself. “He’s fine—really.
He’s, uh, behaving just fine.”

“Uh-huh.” Kat cocked one auburn eyebrow at
her. “Okay, well, I get the feeling I might have interrupted something so I’ll
let you get back to it.”

“Oh, no, really—there’s, uh, nothing going
on here,” Nina protested. “How are all the other girls up there on the Mother
Ship?”

“Lauren is about to pop and it looks like
Sophie is going to have her twins any day too.” Kat groaned and put a hand to
her belly. “Meanwhile, mine are getting bigger by the day. Which reminds me,
chocolate.”

“Huh?” Nina frowned at the viewscreen.

“Sorry—just had a craving. I’ll call you
back and let you know about Maggie as soon as I have news. But right now, I
need a slab of dark chocolate as big as my head.” Kat grinned ruefully. “Crazy
pregnancy cravings! Wait until
you
get pregnant.”

“I don’t think there’s any chance of
that,” Nina said before she thought. “At least not tonight.”

“Huh?” Kat frowned. “Is Reddix out of
town?”

“Not exactly. Look, Kat—I really have to
go.”

“Talk to you later, doll. Chocolate
calls.”

The viewscreen went dark and Nina heard a
familiar deep voice calling from the other room.

“Nina? You done in there?”

“Sure am.” Nina stepped back from the
darkened viewscreen and opened her robe, revealing what she’d been hiding from
Kat. A long, slender dark pink phallus which was strapped to her hips. Half of
it was inside her and the other half…well, that remained to be seen.

She left the living area and walked into
the bedroom, her hips swaying.

“Thought she’d never shut up and leave you
alone,” Reddix growled from the bed where he was lying blindfolded with his
arms tied to the bedposts on either side. “What was that about anyway?”

“Maggie. She’s late reporting back to
Ferna and they’re worried about her.”

“Isn’t that the female who mixed up the
signs on the joining day cake?” Reddix asked.

“Uh-huh.” Nina leaned over to kiss him.
“But if she hadn’t, we never would have gotten together.” She got closer,
letting the dark pink phallus brush lightly against one of his muscular arms.

Reddix jumped. “Fuck! Is that—”

“Uh-huh.” Nina untied the blindfold so h
could see, but left his hands bound to the bedposts.

“Fuuuuck,” Reddix groaned again, his
silver eyes wide. “That’s…I never would have thought it but that’s fucking
sexy, sweetheart.”

“It is, isn’t it?” Nina put her hands on
her hips and looked down at the slender dark pink shaft.

She’d gotten the idea from a drunken
conversation with Lissa, where the Kindred girl had admitted why she and Saber,
had almost broken up. When she described the delights of penetrating her man,
Nina—who had never guessed she could have such urges—had gotten all hot and
bothered. But she’d never dreamed that Reddix might be willing to try such
practices so she’d kept her urges bottled up until one night, after making love
in the more traditional way, she had admitted to him what she fantasized about.

To her surprise, Reddix was open to it—in
more than one way. They had discussed it at length (no pun intended) and had
done some research. Reddix had even helped her pick the double-ended phallus
which she was currently wearing and tonight was its maiden voyage.

Nina just hoped that both of them were
really ready.

“Are you sure about this?” she asked,
looking down at her bound and helpless husband.

“Not completely but looks like
he
is.”
He nodded down the muscular length of his naked body where his cock was
standing at attention. “Let me up, though—okay? I want to touch it before you,
uh, put it in.”

“All right.” Slowly, Nina climbed on the
bed and crawled, sinuous as a cat, toward her prone husband. She would untie
him all right—but in her own time.

Reddix seemed to know what she was doing.

“Gonna tease me, huh?” he rumbled, eyeing
her breasts, which swayed with each movement, appreciatively.

“Uh-huh.” Nina grinned and sat up on her
knees, putting on a show.

Her heart was pounding as she let the
short silk robe she wore slip down her shoulders. She had nothing on now but
the harness which kept the phallus in her. As she moved, she felt the length of
it shift inside her provocatively. God, it felt
good.

“Gods, sweetheart,” Reddix groaned
hoarsely as she straddled his muscular body and leaned over him to reach the
black silk ties that held his wrists to the bedposts. Her motions pressed the
soft, warm mounds of her breasts into his face and at the same time, she ground
the dark pink phallus against his own straining cock.

“Can you feel it baby?” she murmured.
“Feel me pressing against you?”

“You know I can.” His deep voice was
hoarse and needy. Nina felt a thrill that went from her nipples straight down
to her pussy. God, it was hot knowing she was affecting him so deeply!

She took her time with the ties,
pretending to have trouble with the knots. It made her feel sexy and in control
to have Reddix helpless under her. Usually he was the one in control in the
bedroom—it was nice to turn the tables for a change.

But Reddix clearly wasn’t ready to submit
completely. He leaned forward and captured one of her hard nipples in his
mouth. Nina moaned as he sucked eagerly.

“Now, now,” she scolded him breathlessly.
“You know you’re not supposed to do that.
I’m
supposed to be the one in
charge tonight.”

“Yeah, you’re in charge,” Reddix growled.
“For
now
. I’m gonna turn over and let you fuck me with that thing but
that doesn’t mean I might not want to fuck you back.”

Nina shivered with anticipation. “We’ll
see about that,” she murmured, getting his hands free at last. She stayed where
she was, straddling his narrow hips, as he sat up and rubbed his wrists.

“Those scarves are tighter than then
look,” he complained, but Nina could tell he wasn’t really upset.

“I wanted them tight. To make you feel
helpless,” she purred. Now that he was sitting up, she could press her breasts
more fully against his face. She loved the scratchy feel of his stubble against
her tender slopes.

“Mmm, is that right?” he murmured, taking
the hint and sucking her other nipple into his hot mouth. Nina gasped when he
tugged at her sensitive flesh. Finally, when both nipples were achy and tight, Reddix
stopped. “Damn, sweetheart, I want to be inside you. The only thing I want
more…”

“Is for me to be inside you,” Nina
finished for him with a grin.

“Let me see that thing. I want to know how
it fits in you.”

She sat back obligingly and let him admire
the slender shaft rising from between her thighs. Reddix explored it with his
fingers, spreading her pussy lips to see how the dark pink phallus filled her.

“Damn, that’s sexy,” he growled again. “So
deep in your pussy, babe. And this part stimulates your clit?” He rubbed over
the small nobbly cup that perfectly encircled her little pink pearl.

Nina caught her breath as his fingertips brushed
over her little bundle of nerves. “Uh-huh,” she managed to gasp.

“So every time you press into me, this
presses into
you.”
Reddix demonstrated by grasping the slender phallus
and fucking it gently into her pussy. And this little thing rubs your button
just right—right?”

“Y-yes…” Nina managed to gasp as the
little cup rubbed her in just the right way. “But I’m not the only one whose
going to be stimulated,” she pointed out in a trembling voice. “According to
Lissa there’s a spot inside each male…”

“Right…” Reddix nodded thoughtfully. “Prostate.
Supposed to be amazing when you press just right.”

Nina smiled at him. “Do you want to find
out if it’s true?”

He grinned at her. “Hell, yes. Or I could
just keep playing with your pussy.” He fucked the slender pink shaft in and out
of her again, pressing against the end of her channel. “Damn, that looks sexy
going into your hot little cunt. Look how wet you are! All that slippery
honey—makes me want to bury my face between your legs and not come up for days.”

Nina caught her breath. She was getting so
hot it was hard to think straight. “If…if you’re going to do that, just take it
out and fuck me the right way,” she moaned. “I’d rather come with you inside me
than a toy.”

“No, I don’t think so.” Reluctantly, he let
go of the phallus. “I think I want to try coming with
you
inside
me
this
time.”

Nina’s heart started beating harder and
she slapped him on the hip. “In that case, bend over, boyfriend. Let’s go.”

* * * * *

Reddix still wasn’t completely sure about
this but he wanted to try it and he knew he could trust Nina to stop if it
didn’t feel right. When she’d first brought up the idea, he had been a little
incredulous. But excited too—fucking turned on. What was it about the idea of
being helpless for the woman he loved that got him all worked into a lather?
Reddix didn’t know but maybe he was about to find out.

Slowly, he turned over, arching his back
to raise his ass in the air for her. They’d been preparing for this for ages,
ever since Nina had first mentioned it. She’d been stretching him some, getting
him used to the feel of her small fingers exploring, sliding deep inside him
and opening him in preparation for the big night.

The big night is
here,
Reddix realized as he felt Nina’s slender
fingers slipping gently but firmly between his cheeks. She had something cool
and slippery on her hands which she proceeded to spread liberally over his back
opening.

“How’s that?” she murmured. “Okay so far?”

“Yeah, sure. Nothing to it,” he growled
although inside he was bursting. Tonight they were doing more than just a dry
run. Tonight he would open both his body and mind to something completely new
and strange.

“Hey, I’m not new and
I’m certainly not strange,”
he heard Nina
complain through their link.

“Sorry, sweetheart—you
know that’s not what I meant,”
he
sent back.

“Okay, fine.”
She sounded like she was still grumbling but she went
back to stretching him gently until the anticipation was almost more than he
could bear.