His cock expanded, and he let out a cry that sounded more animal than human. Because of her own creamy cum, her pussy was able to accommodate his final thrusts. His cock slammed against her back wall, and he remained there as his hot jism pummeled her walls. His hands eased their way up to her tits, and he gently massaged them.
It took a good minute before he was spent. He dropped his head on her back and held on tight. It was as if he wanted to savor the moment forever in his mind. She, too, could never describe the amazing event.
Slowly, she slid her arms outward to lie on her stomach. So as not to put too much pressure on her, Kellum removed his still-turgid cock and rolled her on top of his chest. Content to rest on top of him, she closed her eyes.
She must have fallen asleep because she jerked when Kellum tapped her shoulder. “I’ve got to get up, kitten.”
She’d had a good night’s sleep. “I didn’t realize I’d dozed off.”
Kellum got up, walked out, and returned a minute later with a wet cloth. He swiped her pussy clean. She looked around the room for her clothes, when she realized hers might still be on the bathroom floor. “I need something to wear.”
“I’ll get something for you.”
Once more he left and returned with the same blue skirt she’d worn before. “I’m afraid Taryn forgot to wash and dry your underwear.”
“It’s not his job. I’ll do it.”
“Be careful of your ankle.”
She sat on the edge of the bed and tested the sprain. The swelling had gone down. To her surprise, there was little pain. “I think I’m good.”
He smiled. “I’ll see about making us some breakfast.”
Only then did she realize that, with all their moaning and groaning, Taryn would know that she’d been with his brother.
Shit
. He’d probably be upset. “I’m thinking Taryn knows what we did.”
Kellum laughed. “I can assure you he knows, kitten. You made enough noise to raise the dead.”
That was so not fair. “You’re not Mr. Quiet yourself.”
“True.”
“Will it upset him? I mean he and I were—”
“It’s fine. Taryn and I share everything. Perhaps if the alignment point does not come to the ground for a few days, you could experience both of us.”
“At the same time?” She wasn’t naïve. She understood the concept of a ménage, but she never thought of herself as entering into something so illicit.
“Why not? Wouldn’t you like to have two tongues, four hands, and two cocks at your disposal?”
Her imagination ran wild, and her pussy shot out more cream. “Maybe.”
“Get dressed, and I’ll see to feeding you.”
She pulled on the dress but seriously wanted to put on some panties. Making sure to step with care, she went into the main bathroom. Her clothes were on the sink, but the shirt and pants were stained with blood. Perhaps with a good rubbing she could get the worst of the stains out.
Since she couldn’t figure out how to get soap from the wall above the sink, she stepped into the shower and got a handful. Back at the sink she was able to wash her clothes. For the most part the red faded to a light beige. It wasn’t perfect, but her clothes would be wearable once they dried. She hung the shirt and pants over the glass shower door. As for her underwear, she wished she could figure out that jet air drying machine. After a few minutes of running her hand over every conceivable spot on the wall, she gave up.
From the hallway she called for Taryn.
Kellum answered. “He’s not here.”
That was probably for the best. She found Kellum making an omelet. “It smells wonderful. After breakfast can you show me how to turn on the dryer in the bathroom? I want to dry my clothes.”
“Why not hang them outside to dry? It might be faster.”
Perhaps he didn’t want to waste electricity. “Okay. Can you show me how?”
“Sure.”
When the omelets finished cooking, he placed them on two plates. “Let’s eat first.”
“When is Taryn coming back?”
Kellum stared over her head. “He said he’s on his way now.”
“That’s not right. I wish I could communicate that way.”
“All Anterran women have psychic powers, as do some earth women. Some, of course, have more talent than others, but if you try, you might learn to harness your abilities.”
That’s what Amy had said. She wasn’t going to be here long enough to try out his theory. She expected to be thrilled at the idea that she’d be back in town in a few days. Instead, a trickle of dread seeped in. That wasn’t good. These men were getting under her skin.
When Taryn came back from doing whatever he was doing, Lara and Kellum had finished putting the breakfast dishes away. She studied his body language, trying to figure out his mood. The man had on his emotional mask.
“How’s your ankle?”
“It’s a little sore, but I can walk on it.”
“I think you should take it easy for another day.”
She had no plans to go running about, but she wanted to make her own decisions. “I wouldn’t be up for a race, but I can move around.”
“How about we play a board game then? Perhaps if you ice your ankle, after lunch Kellum and I can take you to see how the rest of Anterra lives.”
That she would love to see. How the people of different civilizations organized their towns fascinated her. Would a caste system be evident? “That sounds great. Do you have a disparity between the rich and the poor?”
“Some are more educated than others, but you probably won’t be able to tell. For the most part, people live simply.”
She waved her hand to indicate their home. “This is simple?”
“No. Because my brother and I don’t have direct access to things like food, transportation, clothing, et cetera, we have to have more amenities here.”
She knew from experience that they usually didn’t like more than a couple of questions at one time. “What kind of board games do you have?” Had they bought some in Spirit? She didn’t see these men playing Monopoly or dominos.
“They are Anterran games.”
Which implied she’d have no idea how to play. “You’ll have to teach me.”
Taryn finally smiled. The squabbling that would result might be more than she wanted to handle.
Lara leaned her head back against the sofa and grabbed her stomach. She’d never laughed so hard. “You two don’t play well with others.”
“What do you mean?” Taryn tried to act affronted.
“You keep changing the rules to suit your purpose.”
“Kellum is the one who does that.”
It was true they seemed to make up the rules as they went. Both were highly competitive, but it was fun to see them interact in such a playful yet challenging manner.
Her stomach grumbled. She glanced from one brother to the other to see if either had noticed.
Kellum jumped up. “I need to
scrounge up some grub, darlin’
.” He said it in such an exaggerated Western accent that she couldn’t help but burst out laughing again.
“That’s a terrible accent. You need to watch more television.”
He winked and went into the kitchen.
Taryn put the board game away. “Will you be up for going to the Anterran homeland?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’ll advise you wear the dress. That way you won’t stand out so much.”
She wondered if they’d be embarrassed by having a
human
with them. “Just by looking, can you tell the difference between me and the other women?” She’d only these two Anterrans.
“No, but it’s the mannerisms that give it away. Like the way you wear your clothes or splash on perfume.”
“I don’t have any perfume, and if you recall, I’ve been using your bath soap, so I should smell like you.”
He grinned. “You’ll never smell like us. You’re too sweet.”
She guessed that was a compliment. “Thanks.” His comment about being different niggled at her somewhat. Observing how the other women acted would be quite worthwhile.
In short order, Kellum brought over lunch. He’d fixed a green salad topped with sliced chicken.
“Eat up. We can take the rail system if we want, but we’ll probably want to walk once we’re underground just to see everything.”
Excited about this new adventure, she ate quickly. Once the plates were cleared and the kitchen tidied, they headed out. This time, all three stood on the scary platform, but she admitted that being surrounded by both men made the trip a lot less frightening.
“How far is it to town?”
“Not far,” Taryn said.
A distance would have been nice, but perhaps they wanted to surprise her.
Kellum wrapped an arm around her waist. “Are you sure your ankle is up for this?”
“Absolutely. I’ll let you know if it bothers me too much.” Even if her leg had been broken, she wouldn’t have passed up the chance to explore a new culture. Taryn was right. They didn’t go far before they stopped. “Why are we standing in front of a tree?”
Taryn smiled and her heart flipped again. The man had a definite hold on her, as did Kellum. He passed a hand over the bark, and like magic, a door opened. “No way.”
He motioned that she head inside. The well-lit tunnel was like the ones in a New York subway.
“We like to keep it hidden. So far no wolves have found their way in.”
“A wolf wouldn’t be tall enough to pass a hand over a tree.”
“By wolf, I’m referring to a wolf shifter.”
“Oh.”
Taryn clasped her hand, and they walked side by side down the ten-foot-wide corridor made out of rock. She ran her hand along the wall. “This is really old.”
“How do you know that?” Taryn asked.
“Look at the striations in the rock. See this whitish material? It would have formed in a different millennium than, say, this blue rock.” She was a bit surprised that she could identify most of the rocks since she was in a different location. Had she been more of a geologist than an archaeologist, she might have to figure out how many millennia the rocks dated back to.
While there was room for Kellum to walk on her other side, he chose to stay right behind them. Perhaps it was a defensive posture, as if he wanted to protect her. She liked that. Her men so far had been heroic at all times. How many guys in her realm were as wonderful? She couldn’t think of a one.
Just like in a subway, the hallway ended with a staircase. After maneuvering their way down, they came to a platform. They both stopped.
“This is it?”
From behind, Kellum wrapped her arms around her shoulders and gave her a hug. “Patience, kitten. There is our people-mover, or tram, as you might call it, to take us to the main area.”
There were no rails, but she knew better than to barrage them with questions that they would avoid anyway.
Sure enough, a two-car tram arrived. The lack of noise surprised her. There were no squeaking brakes when it came to a stop. “How does it run?”
“Magnets.”
With these two, getting a one-word answer was almost satisfying. They were the only ones on the tram. Perhaps it was busier in the beginning and end of the day. Instead of pummeling them with more questions, she observed her environment. She knew she was underground, yet there was a lot of light.
“Do you use solar tubes to bring in natural light?” On earth, these metal tubes contained mirrors that reflected the outside light inward.
“If you mean tubular daylight devices, then yes.”
They climbed aboard. The train was fast and smooth. She caught a glimpse of some fields of plants that looked like greenhouses. She bet that’s what Taryn meant when he said they could get food in other places if the weather didn’t cooperate.
It didn’t take long before they arrived in a bustling area.
“We’re here.”
The people-mover stopped, and they got off.
Oh, my God
. The women were bare chested. The men hadn’t lied. Well, there was no way she’d lower her
skirt
. It would reside safely above her breasts. The men were dressed in loincloths just like Taryn and Kellum.
“I guess if I owned a dress shop here it would go bankrupt rather soon.”
Kellum burst out laughing. Her comment really wasn’t that funny.
“I love your observations. It’s fun to relive our world through your eyes.”
Not surprisingly, the large room, which had to be the size of an underground mall in the US, held a lot of kiosks and stores. “Where do the people live?”
“We’d have to continue taking the tram another few stops to show you the residential area.”
“Do most of the people work here?”
“Yes. There are miles and miles of this underground maze,” Kellum said.
She expected the place to smell musty, but instead fresh air was being pumped in from somewhere. Their first stop was a fruit stand.
“If you see something you like, go ahead and
buy
it.”