Bonding Nameless (Bonding - The Ultimate Guide Book 6), page 15
The box is still in the center of the bed and I glance around, checking the closet to make sure I’m alone.
Call me Kimi because that thing is calling to me.
I kneel on the bed and wince at the firmness there. I guess Mal’s heat has dissipated enough to harden the gold again. Cross legged I stare down at the box and chew my lip. Should I? Just a peek won’t hurt, right?
I watch the door as I slowly open it. Inside is a note, handwritten in a scrawl.
For you.
M & K
They got me something? When would they have had the time to do that?
I actually feel anticipation build along with a sweet melting sensation inside. Everyone else hits me with physical stuff, but this right here hits me in the feels. It’s Ben level sweet and raises them both about fifteen notches.
I hold the note in one hand and stare down at my gift with a sigh. I wish I wasn’t so emotional right now. I should have opened it while I was pissed so it wouldn’t be hitting me this hard.
The necklace has thin gold links that reminds me of Kimi’s hair. Two pendants rest side by side. One is a red scale the size of my thumb, tipped in gold with a shine to it that makes it look polished. Next to it is a small black feather, dusted in gold, that’s downy soft to the touch.
I gape at it, speechless.
I don’t even know what to think as I gently pull it out of the box. It’s long enough that the two pendants will rest between my breasts if I put it on.
I play with the different textures and sniffle a little. I’m helpless under this kind of onslaught. I haven’t trained against affection before. I’ve always craved it, knowing I was missing out on some mysterious something that makes people happy to be with each other. I was lucky to have it with Ben, much less anyone else.
The door opens and I twist away to wipe my cheeks quickly before anyone can see.
“Feeling better?” King asks calmly and I nod. My throat is too clogged for speech.
“And your thigh? All healed?”
I nod again, still staring at the necklace in my hands.
A weight settles behind me and a pair of knees go to either side of my thighs, bracketing me with warmth. The gold beneath us begins to soften quickly. I lean back against Mal’s chest and hold up the necklace.
“It’s beautiful,” I manage to whisper.
“You like it?” Why does he sound so surprised?
“Of course I do,” my voice cracks and I wipe away another round of stupid tears. “This is the second thing I’ve ever gotten from someone that has emotion in it. It means something.”
“It does,” King kneels in front of me, sitting on his heels with his hands over his thighs. He’s looking at Mal in surprise with a hesitant smile. He reaches towards the necklace and I yank it away from him. No way is he taking this back, it’s mine now.
He breathes out a light laugh and says, “I was going to put it on you.”
My eyes narrow on him and I hold it up for Mal to do it.
“Good thing we had it spelled against heat,” King smirks as Mal takes it and places it around my neck gently.
“It won’t be destroyed easily, kinz,” Mal rumbles softly as he leans back to fasten it closed.
“Good,” I whisper and play with the pendants, watching the gold glisten in the low light. “I’m sorry I was acting like a dick down there. The pressure is real and you guys didn’t deserve that.”
King stares at me, mouth open in surprise.
“Oh, shut your mouth, King. I can be nice sometimes,” I undo the cross of my legs to kick King’s thigh.
Mal lets out a choked laugh and hesitantly wraps his arms around my waist, drawing me back against him again. I relax into his heat and play with my new present. This must be what Yule feels like for regular people.
“Your service to you both,” I smile as I watch the scale turn different shades in the light.
“You accept it?”
King’s words bring my attention to him. He says it as if the sentence has an entirely different meaning than what I’m thinking. My eyes narrow on him as I contemplate what that difference could be.
My mind skips back to the dream from last night. Mal kept leaving him coins and he shunned them. It hurt Mal, even though he deserved it for being an ass about his one true mate being a guy.
Mal only approached King after he accepted a gift.
My eyes widen in surprise.
“You mean do I accept you?” I say thoughtlessly. Smooth, I am not.
King’s eyes flick behind me, his face concerned. Mal seems to be holding his breath behind me.
Fuck me. He really is a cuddle bear.
I spin around to face Mal and he leans back a bit, wary like I’m about to attack him. I am, just not the way he’s thinking.
“Of course I do,” I sound way too mad to be seductive but too bad. They chose this.
“Because Vendetta threatened you,” Mal’s tail lashes behind him angrily and smoke is beginning to trail from his nostrils.
I hear what I think is King slapping a hand over his face.
I give Mal a flat look. “I get threatened with bullshit daily. Since when does it really affect me, Mal? Give me a break. How can we both be so bad at this and-”
He leans down and kisses me, forcing my head back with the vehemence of it. King makes a sharp trilling sound and arms wrap around me from behind.
Mal pulls back while King clings onto us.
“I was afraid,” Mal mutters as his hands go up to cup my face.
“Well, stop it,” I frown back and he grins at me, a coo coming from his throat that’s adorable. For a giant ferocious male he’s too sweet.
I glance over my shoulder at King, catching his brightly glowing eyes and the wide satisfied grin on his face. “Help me with this.”
For once we’re on the same team, our thoughts melding easily in a murmur that excludes Mal. He nods and we pounce, knocking Mal onto his back with a surprised grunt.
I take the top half and King takes the bottom.
I don’t give him a chance to get his bearings before I start kissing him, holding his face between my hands as I try to straddle his abs. My knees don’t hit the mattress on either side. I’m ok with that because I don’t think it’s softened enough for me yet.
At first he’s so surprised he doesn’t kiss me back. It only takes a second for a large hand to cradle the back of my head and his tongue passes across mine in one long stroke that teases. I sigh in relief at the response and settle in to distract us both. I stroke the scales over his cheekbones and smile at the sensation.
“You’re beautiful and you have no idea,” I mutter.
His eyes widen in surprise as he takes in my expression. He opens his mouth to say something but gets distracted, trying to lean up and see what King is doing below me. I cross my arms into an X close to his neck and force him back with a grin.
“Relax, scales. We’ve got this,” I smirk and start kissing him again.
I can faintly hear gold clicking below and then Mal draws his head away from mine with a hiss.
“Is he getting to the good part?” I tease as Mal’s eyelids get heavy and his chest vibrates with a growl so low I can’t hear it. I can definitely feel it though. My breath catches and I sit up to look behind me.
King has worked his pants off and is sliding between his legs with a sly grin. We’re suddenly co-conspirators as our eyes meet and I grin back.
“He’ll cum several times before he’s sated,” King warns me as he lies on his belly to kiss an inner thigh covered in scales.
I shrug, “We’ll tag team.”
He laughs in delight before settling in to play with the shaft I can’t see behind me. I can’t twist far enough and it’s frustrating. Mal moves beneath me, his stomach contracting as he snarls. He tries to rise again but I’m ready for him.
His tail has been lolling on the sheets next to me, just waiting.
I grab it with both hands before he can catch me and pull it to my chest.
He chokes and falls back with wide eyes while I grin.
“I didn’t forget,” I slowly draw it across my chest and King makes a surprised noise behind me. “Guess he did though.”
“Sugoku taihendesu,” King breathes in wonder.
I ignore him to play with the tail in my hands as Mal writhes under me. I’m enjoying all the rumbling vibrations against my clit and the feel of the scales rubbing against my palms. I’m soaked through my shorts at this point and he keeps trying to lean up as his nostrils flare and his eyes focus on my pelvis. He can smell me but he can’t get to me.
“'Utliqsarahi,” he groans and begins to struggle.
I yank his tail, trying to be gentle with the super strength and his eyes roll back as he drops to the mattress again.
“Kare ga kite iru,” King pants. I wish I knew what they were saying. From the tones it’s something wonderful.
Mal’s jaw clenches and he rises below me in an arch to thrust hard with a feral growl. I feel a searing heat splash against my back as he moves and King slides up behind me, pressing his body into the mess as he groans.
Mal settles back, panting as he watches us. I turn to see King’s face. He’s loving this based on his eager smile.
I give him a gentle kiss on the lips and he coos again. It melts more of my resistance to them as I relax into his kiss. His hand grips the tail right under mine and Mal groans. We both smile with our lips pressed together.
“Switch.”
King’s thought matches mine and I pout as I slide off of Mal’s abs.
“No,” he snarls and both his hands are on my hips, trying to make me stay.
“Team player,” I tease and twist out of his grip with an ease that surprises me. I’m not the only one as they both gape at me. I’m standing next to the bed with no idea how I got here. Oops.
My shorts fall away and I glance down, laughing at the shredded mess. I have barely there claw marks trailing from my hips down my thighs. They quickly disappear and I shrug.
“That’s one way to do it,” I shake my head and take my top off as well. I’m going to run out of clothes at some point but what a fun way to lose them.
King quickly slides into my place and I finally get to see them both naked.
Mal’s skin is bronze against the honey tone of King’s, blending well together. The sheer mass of Mal would completely engulf King but he shows no fear, delighting in tormenting the dragon man as he growls and snaps his teeth. He’s speaking softly and making that sweet sound over and over as Mal bares his teeth but returns it with his own trill. I may not know what’s going on but I want to take a picture of it to keep this memory.
King’s hair is loose and he’s trailing it over Mal’s chest as he speaks. His hands wrap around the quivering tail and firmly pull down it to start over again. Mal tries to lean up and lick over the erection that’s so close to his lips but not close enough. He’s leaking enough precum that it’s dripping onto his chest and it’s driving Mal insane.
“What are you doing omae?” King turns his grin to me and it trembles as his eyes take me in.
“Just watching,” I sigh.
Mal’s head turns and he chokes on a snarl.
“Break’s over, huh?” I nod and step onto the bed to take King’s prior position. I take a second to kiss the base of King’s spine and he shudders with a soft gasp. “Don’t let his tail go yet.”
Then I focus on what I’ve been avoiding.
Wow.
He’s smooth and shaped like any male I’ve known, except the tip comes to more of a point and has more than one opening, one on top of the other. Just below the flair of the head a clear liquid is seeping to coat him. It’s confusing. He’s self-lubricating? How convenient is that? I have to check this out.
I throw caution to the wind and go for it.
Instead of lying down I stay on my knees, sinking into the gold beneath us. Mal’s heat has risen to the point it’s liquid. I softly run my fingers along the thick vein on the underside of his cock and he stills, muscles stiff like he’s not sure what to do.
I kiss between King’s shoulder blades and he leans back for more. My hands circle around Mal’s shaft and start slowly squeezing him up and down. His cock jerks and fluid spills over my hands. More comes out on every up stroke and soon I’m coated in it. It smells like sweet mint and feels just like lube.
“Taste,” King grits out and I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or Mal but, don’t mind if I do.
I bring a finger to my lips and give it a dab with my tongue. It’s seriously minty with a hint of musk, just like his smoke. As the flavor settles a light tingle starts on my tongue.
I gape at the cock in my hands in amazement. He is his own porn store down here. So many things at once that are mind boggling and get me really eager to play more.
I settle in, shifting until I can brace him against my stomach and stroke the top half from tip to base, just like I did with his tail. He’s starting to thrust again and his cock is beginning to pulse heavily in my hands.
“Cum Mal,” I demand as I watch. He snarls back and King leans forward to force him back down as he struggles. Two rough thrusts against my belly and he cums hard enough to splash over my chest and King’s back.
“Switch?” King asks breathlessly and glances over his shoulder.
“Not yet. It’s like Yule back here and I’m not done with my present.”
King throws his head back and laughs in delight while Mal makes a confused noise.
They kiss, groaning into each other's mouths and I’m a little jealous about it. I do want to be up there but I want to be down here too.
I lean over them both and kiss along King’s spine. I suck in a startled breath as his wings appear on either side of my face. I’m glad nothing hit me but I guess this is a King sweet spot.
So I keep kissing and dragging my tongue over his skin, nipping where I can as my hands stay busy with Mal.
King melts into his chest, his hips churning against Mal’s stomach. His wings are trembling and the sight is beautiful as he loses it on top of Mal, kissing him desperately and whimpering, speaking in a foreign language on long groans.
“Don’t cum,” Mal snaps and I let up a little as King whines, stilling his hips.
I click my tongue and Mal’s growl stops. I take my hands off of him to place them around King’s hips. He looks at me over his shoulder, his wing flattening down so he can see me. I get concerned at the tears streaking down his cheeks.
“I can only cum once,” he whispers like he’s ashamed of it.
I blink at him stupidly and his eyes fall away from mine.
“Challenge accepted, princess. Cum all over him. Now.”
I go back to what I was doing as Mal tries to protest. When King doesn’t start moving, I slide him farther down until Mal’s tip is against his core.
King makes a choked sound and starts babbling. He sounds like he’s pleading with Mal for relief and Mal isn’t relenting.
Asshole.
I focus on the nerve endings in Mal’s cock, amping his sensitivity up, and pulling King down and pushing him back up. It makes him lose whatever protesting words he had on his tongue and now he’s kissing King desperately and writhing, trying to get inside him. I let go and lean back to watch King sit up and take him inside.
I crawl over Mal’s thigh and past the fluttering wings to kneel at King’s side as he works himself over Mal. He has his eyes squeezed shut as he rides him. Mal’s claws are digging into the sheets so hard they’re covered in liquid gold.
He lets out a sharp cry and starts cuming as Mal loses himself inside his core.
King slows, panting and whimpering. As he braces his hands over Mal’s ribs to hold himself up.
“Is he still hard?” I ask King and he nods and bites his lower lip. His eyes haven’t opened.
“Habibi,” Mal moans and King’s head lowers.
I straddle Mal again, facing the demon, and brace King up. He melts into me with a barely there groan and pants like he’s exhausted. I slide along Mal’s abs, my breath catching at the heat and the slick movement. King’s erection is soft as I cradle it against my pelvis.
“We aren’t done,” I whisper in his ear and relax him, using his own body against him to get him hard again.
He makes a sharp sound and his teeth sink into my shoulder in a hold that draws blood. Then he starts moving again, just as desperate as he was before.
“That’s it,” I mutter and King releases my shoulder to take my lips in a desperate kiss. His arms wrap around me, claws digging in as he climbs to another orgasm. Mal’s hammering thrusts bounce us both and I moan at the sensation.
They both cum again. Then again.
Mal is almost boneless at this point and King can’t stop moving, scratching me up and biting anywhere he can reach. I’m desperate to join them and I’m losing sight of what I’m trying to do here as I clutch his hair and bite along his ear.
They’re both commanding me in foreign languages and I can’t understand a word of it. I just do whatever I want.
When King gets close this time I slide off of Mal as he gives some kind of protest and tries to hold me there. Once I’m curled up along his side I take King in my mouth and he starts crying out sharply. He’s so sensitive from cuming so much and not receiving much attention that he floods my mouth almost immediately.
He drops, sweaty and panting, over me and I pull back.
“Kinz,” Mal grunts weakly. “He’s spent.”
“I’ve got you, princess.”
He whines when I pull away to quickly grab a cloth from the bathroom and run some hot water over it. I come back and help him off of Mal. He’s slumped down and not much help so Mal rolls to his side as I hold his limp wings out of the way. He sinks into the mattress with a weary groan.
I clean him up as gently as I can while Mal speaks to him softly and kisses him so gently it makes me choke up.
