she traced her fingers over his chest and watched as Chel slowly lowered the sheet hiding Gwarnon’s erection.
Relief filled her as she figured, if he could get hard, he wasn’t that bad off.
Raking her nails through the smattering of blue and black hair at his pelvis, she slowly raised her dress, revealing to Chel the fact that she wore no panties.
“Too bad you’re sleeping right now,” Lacey said in a voice husky with passion, “because Chel is about to watch me cum while he jerks off onto your cock. After he cums on it, he’s going to lick every bit of his seed off your shaft, and I will help him. Can you picture it? How good it would feel to have both of our mouths on you?”
The flicker of life from Gwarnon’s bond grew stronger, and Lacey inwardly giggled that a man’s libido could bring him back from the dead.
Leaning her head against Gwarnon’s, she continued to play with his body while Chel began to stroke himself. She told Gwarnon how hot Chel looked, how his tip was already wet with precum, and how much Chel wanted to fuck her. While she talked she began to slowly rub her clit, the little nub so sensitive that she had to slow down or she’d climax too soon.
Then again, by the way Chel was breathing, and how tight his sac was getting, he was near release as well. She closed her eyes, stroking herself and at the same time focusing on Chel and how turned on he was. Amazing, she could just lie here and orgasm along with Chel without having to do a single thing. Flowing deeper into Chel’s side of the bond, she could almost feel the sensation of what it was like to have a dick, and how good it felt to milk the cum to the tip.
The bed shifted a moment before Gwarnon’s rough voice said, “Did you put her to sleep?”
It took a second of effort to pull herself from Chel’s thoughts, but when she opened her eyes she found a smiling Gwarnon staring down at her.
“You’re back!”
His arm trembled slightly, but he managed to capture her lips in an intense kiss that left her gasping for breath. “I missed you so much, Lacey. So much. I cannot even begin to describe how I hurt. Please, please do not do that to us again.”
“I didn’t have much say in the matter considering Lord Rell basically kidnapped me,” she muttered, still too happy that he was awake to stop smiling.
Chel knelt next to them, his throbbing erection bobbing against his stomach as he leaned over and gave Gwarnon a rough kiss that left Lacey tingling. “Welcome back, my mate.”
Gwarnon reached up, his hand much steadier now, and gripped the back of Chel’s head. They must have been having some kind of silent conversation, so Lacey let them have their moment, content to just admire their bodies so close together. A soft, melodic tune began to play from some hidden speakers, and she startled and glanced at the men.
To her shock, Chel and Gwarnon both got out bed, leaving her sitting there in her now rumpled shimmering teal dress, her curls a silky mess, and her body still craving an orgasm. “Where are you going?”
Chel gave her an arch look and said, “We thought you might prefer it if we attended our bonding ceremony clothed.”
“Bonding ceremony? But…. but we were going to…” She leaned forward, resting her hand on the smooth, cool sheet as the men put on their dress uniforms hidden behind a panel. “How did your clothes get here?”
Gwarnon smiled at her, a gleam in his eye that made her weary. “Chel and I both swore that, if the Lord of Life returned you to us, I would no longer doubt his presence, and we would get bonded as quickly as possible. I do not want to go back on my word to the Creator, and I cannot wait to make you our wife. Is that agreeable with you? I am sorry you are being deprived of the elaborate ceremony your mother was planning. I hope she is not too disappointed.”
“I’m not disappointed at all!” came her mother’s cheerful voice as she stood in the now open doorway, holding something long and covered in pink cloth. “If you gentlemen will excuse us, I will have my daughter ready in just a few minutes. I know you want this done as quickly as possible—Gwarnon you made that