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  I gripped his horns and ran my hands over the tips, loving the groan of pleasure he couldn't hold in.

  He sucked my clit into his hot, wet mouth, his fingers sneaking up to play at my sex.

  Three fingers entered me, thrusting in, stretching me as he prepared me for his love making.

  When his fingers eventually slid in with ease, he prowled up my body, kissing and nipping his way to my lips, his engorged cock heads kissing the mouth of my sex as he took my lips in the same concurring, all-encompassing manner.

  I cried out in pure pleasure this time when he eased himself into me, moaning with him when his balls slapped against my ass, signaling his shafts' complete and utter possession of me.

  "So tight, Lil. You feel so good. Squeezing my cocks like that," he groaned.

  I clenched my muscles around him and we both moaned loudly.

  "Ahhh, enough of that," he ground out, his limbs trembling, signaling how close he was to losing it.

  "Afraid you won't last long enough?" I taunted.

  "Always, mate. Always," he growled, nipping at my ear.

  "Move already! I'm getting restless here!"

  I slapped his ass to get him moving.

  He laughed and nuzzled his way down to the bite mark I could still feel on my neck, the skin super sensitive there now.

  "Do you want to come, baby?" he whispered huskily.

  "Yes!" I gripped his shoulders and thrust up against him.

  He mashed his pelvis down to still my movement.

  I growled in frustration.

  "You're so cute when you're mad," he teased.

  "I want to come! Don't tease me, Kieve! Make me come, please! Is that what you want to hear? You want me to beg?" I wailed, ready to alleviate the deep throbbing ache in my core that he incites in me.

  "You never need to beg me for anything, mate," he promised and bit down between my shoulder and neck, over the mark he'd originally left.

  Unexplainable pleasure tore through me and I screamed out my release, my sex bucking as wildly as my body as it went into a frenzy, practically sucking at his cocks.

  Loud wet sucking sounds echoed in the room as Kieve fought against my body's inclination to keep him clenched deep inside of me, pounding into me mercilessly, shouting out when I bit down on his shoulder over his bite mark, returning the favor.

  He called out my name as he came, thrusting in deep, hard, penetrating strokes, making sure he didn't have a drop left in him before he slumped heavily on top of me, rolling us to our sides when I squeaked out a protest.

  A sense of self-satisfaction swelled within my breast at the fact that I'm capable of doing that to him, making him so ravenous for me, sending him hurtling over that magnificent precipice.

  Of course, his cocks swelling sent me over again too, but it was mostly for him... um... mostly.

  Yeah, Lil, that's exactly why you did it, girly... all for him.

  Shut up brain!

  Heh. Heh.

  Chapter 10

  We were very late to dinner, but Kieve’s happy grin was infectious, it was so bright and I ignored the glowers of our two dinner companions.

  Kieve insisted I sit in his lap and I didn't fight him, happy to snuggle up with my red 'hunk ‘O’ love'.

  Corny! I know, but these are my nicknames, damn it!

  "What am I eating?" I whispered to Kieve.

  "We have really good hearing, so there's no point in whispering," Teivel added helpfully. “Really good hearing. Really...”

  “Shut up, Teviel,” Sieren clipped and a chunk of bread smacked ‘T’ in the horns.

  I looked at Sieren, completely ignoring Teivel, giving the blue eyed cook a crooked smile.

  "It tastes really good. I just don't know what it is..."

  Sieren chuckled and grinned at me.

  "No offense taken, chomcharra. You are eating shaxna. It's a thick part of them right here.” He showed me what he meant.

  "Oh, it's like a rump roast," I said thoughtfully.

  "You eat things like this in your home world too?" he asked eagerly.

  "Yep." I nodded between bites.

  "Why did you call us demons?" he asked, picking up where he'd left off earlier.

  I shrugged and swallowed my bite of food.

  "You guys look like the pictures people make of demons, um, that I've seen. Horns jutting out from your head, the scary eyes," I gestured at him, "You're massive and you have red skin. You're a pretty scary looking dude."

  "Is that why you ran from me at the pool?" Kieve asked.

  "No," I admitted after I'd thought about it.

  "I mean, at first you scared me, but I was also worried you might turn me over to those two, or turn out to be just like them." I gestured at Sieren and Teivel.

  "You didn't come back for more food the next few nights after you'd first found me. I scented you by the pool when I went looking for the shaxnas. I didn’t think you’d be bathing though," Kieve admitted, taking a big bite of his bread.

  I stopped mid second bite and stared at him.

  Chewing rapidly, I swallowed and took a big drink of water.

  "You mean, you knew I stole food from you? You knew I was there?"

  "Mmm, hmm," he murmured, smiling secretively.

  "And you just let me do it?" I spluttered incredulously.

  "You didn't think I was going to just walk away from my food like that, did you?" he chuckled, winking at me.

  "Well... yeah," I blurted lamely.

  I frowned at him and set my food down.

  "How long did you know about me? Was it before I knew about you?" My eyes narrowed suspiciously.

  "Does it matter?" He found his food very interesting all of the sudden.

  "Yes," I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest to scowl at him. "Did you have everything all planned out to snag yourself a Lil? Or was I just a happy coincidence?"

  Kieve's hand wove through my hair, massaging my scalp as he leaned down to kiss me.

  He didn’t let up, relentless until I grudgingly reciprocated.

  He pulled away and smiled at me.

  "You were meant to be mine and I was meant to be yours. I won't question fate and I'll never let you go, so the how of it doesn't really matter anymore."

  I mulled that over for a minute and decided it wasn't going to cut it.

  "I want to know how much of us was us and how much of it was you." I tugged at the ties of his shirt.

  He laughed at my impertinence and ignored Teivel's snort of derision.

  “I found you sleeping in a hollowed out tree one night and I thought you were dead at first, you were so still,” he admitted.

  “She was sleeping at the bottom of a tree?” Sieren butt in.

  “Shhh,” I hushed him, waving my hand at him. “I want to hear this. Continue, demon lover, I’m all ears,” I prompted Kieve, waiting for him to continue.

  “You mumbled in your sleep, rolling over a bit and I got a good look at your face. I thought you were the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen,” he continued, sincerity in every word.

  “Are you sure she didn’t look like a wet muddy Morclen?” Teivel asked Kieve innocently.

  “What’s a Morclen look like?” I demanded, looking at Kieve, knowing I’d just been insulted.

  “You don’t look like a Morclen,” Kieve rushed to assure me, a thump shaking the table.

  Teivel yelped and scooted his chair back, letting me know Kieve had just kicked his stupid sibling.

  I smiled at Teivel smugly and stuck my tongue out at him.

  “But what is a Morclen?” I asked again, looking to Sieren for answers.

  He looked upset at being put on the spot and glared at ‘T’ as he answered me.

  “A Morclen is an ugly, hairy being with little beady eyes, a short round snout and tusks coming out of its lower jaw. It has a thick hide and short stubby fingers. They are usually short and round.”

  I was mortified.

  “Are you calling me a fat, ha
iry, short, pig thing?!” I screeched, shocking Teivel when I went to lunge at him.

  Kieve grabbed me up before I could get my hands around his idiotic brother’s neck.

  Teivel was so startled by my outburst and subsequent lunge that he fell back in his chair and tipped over with it, slamming backwards with a harsh smacking thud.

  Sieren laughed uproariously at Teivel, but made no move to help him up.

  Kieve moved his foot and tipped Teivel’s chair over again when he would have put it back up, kicking it back a bit so it tapped Teivel in the legs.

  “I don’t have to take this!” Teivel bellowed, tossing his chair before he stormed out of the room.

  My head whipped towards my two dining companions.

  “Do you have any portal or dimension transporter dealies here?” I questioned them.

  “Why would you want one of those, baby?” Kieve asked in a hard voice, his grip tightening painfully on my waist.

  “Not for me. Chill, dude,” I muttered, staring off at Teivel’s retreating form.

  “We don’t use them anymore,” Sieren cut in, “You never know where they’ll send you. They aren’t stable and there’s no way to regulate them.”

  “Perfect!” I clapped my hands together excitedly. “Got any rope?”

  I looked to Kieve.

  “What do you need rope and a portal transporter for, baby?” Kieve was completely confused.

  “We can hog tie Teivel and shove his ass through one,” I said loudly, not making any effort to hide my glee.

  “I heard that!” Teivel roared from somewhere outside.

  Sieren and Kieve both burst out laughing.

  ****

  “You don’t care that you can’t go home?” Kieve asked into the quite of the room as I lay sprawled across his chest, my body sated and sweaty, trying to recover from another bout of demon love from my insatiable mate.

  “Once I figured out what had happened to me, that I wasn’t on Earth anymore, or my own dimension or whatever for that matter, I figured it was a one way trip sort of deal. Where I’m from, we don’t really know anything about places like this or other dimensions, and portals are the things of movies.”

  “What’s a movie?”

  “Entertainment... uh... plays... moving picture shows... they're for fun," I tried to explain.

  He nodded, accepting my answer.

  "How come some words you get, but others you don’t? Some of them are super similar?” I questioned, “and where or what is this translator Sieren was talking about?”

  “Some words take a moment to translate and I find it easier to ask or there might not be something to compare it to. Here is a translator,” he said, touching the inner part of the outside of my ears, towards the middle of my outer ear.

  “How does it know English?” I queried skeptically.

  I reached up and found hard, round lumps on each.

  “They are very advanced Orbit three technology. I do not understand the entire mechanics of it, but they become a part of you once they are attached and they work. I’ve never questioned it.”

  "Some of your words don't translate for me," I told him.

  "That's probably because these ones were meant for a Sodraden and even though it has attached its self to you, maybe the initial programming assumes you already know. I'm not too sure. You won’t have a delay in your translations like we do, though, I know that much." He shrugged as if to say 'sorry ma’am, wish I knew'.

  Probably because it was made for a Sodraden or something like that.

  I bet the delay on his end is because it’s a new language…

  He’s never said anyone spoke English and Sieren says he’s never seen anything like me, so I’m just going to go ahead and assume I’m right.

  I tugged at one and yelped when it hurt.

  I felt around to the back of my ear and realized it was through my ear, piercing it.

  “He put them in me?” I squeaked, popping up, running for the bathroom.

  There was a reflective surface over the mirror, but it was more like stone than glass, but just as clear as an Earth mirror.

  There were two round black balls on the inner part of each of my outer ears.

  “I look ridiculous!” I exclaimed, gaping at myself.

  “You look fine,” Kieve chuckled, sidling up behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist to pull me back against him.

  I looked up at him through the mirror and saw that he too had the same things in his ears.

  “Did you have those before? I never noticed them. Shows how much I pay attention,” I grumbled, frowning up at him through our reflections.

  “We didn’t before, none of us. We hadn’t needed them before, but we all have them now, Lil. It’s actually normal for everyone to have them. We were just the three of us for so long, we didn’t bother with it, didn’t need it,” he said gently, “We know all the local languages, so it was a moot point.”

  I yawned from the late hour, unable to keep it in and Kieve picked me up.

  “Come, mate. We have a long day ahead of us.” He kissed me and headed back into the bedroom.

  “Really?” I whispered, walking my hands down his chest suggestively.

  He settled us both in the bed and I continued my naughty hand walk, my fingers disappearing under the sheet.

  “Yes,” he purred, arching up when I ran my hands over his cocks and cupped his balls, giving them a little squeeze.

  It was a while before we ever got to sleep, but whoo boy, was it worth it!

  ****

  I munched happily on a piece of fried bread and lifted it up from my perch on Kieve’s lap to salute the cook.

  Sieren grinned proudly and bowed a little as if to say ‘the pleasure was all mine’.

  Kieve yawned and drank the hot black liquid that looked like warmed up tar, but smelled like dark chocolate and mint.

  Yummy as it smelled, the look of it alone was enough to turn me off of it.

  Water is just fine with me, thank you.

  “Finally,” Sieren joked when Teivel finally made an appearance at breakfast. His hair was down from its usual long braid that trailed down his back.

  He had a thick mane of long black hair that cascaded down his back, glossy black waves that had me gawking enviously.

  “Those two were so loud I couldn’t sleep. What the hell was she doing to you in there? It sounded like she was trying to kill you or something with all the caterwauling you were doing,” Teivel grumbled, scowling at me.

  I blushed crimson and clutched my silverware tightly in my hand, tempted to throw the five pronged eating utensil at his stupid face.

  Kieve’s hand wrapped around mine, guessing my intentions and Sieren surprised me when he piped up and told Teivel to be quiet and eat.

  Kieve's thumb stroked my hand comfortingly.

  He leaned down and kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He moaned loudly and sucked on my tongue, making a big production of it.

  When I would have pulled away, his hands slid around my back and he leaned back enough to nip at my bottom lip.

  I squirmed against him in his lap and he chuckled huskily.

  “Get a room!” Teivel snarled angrily.

  “Quit it!” I whispered to Kieve, "You're not helping any."

  He just smiled smugly and ignored Teivel.

  “I don’t know if I can eat now,” Teivel started again.

  “Why can’t you just be happy for Kieve and quit complaining?” Sieren barked. “You know how hard it’s been for him. Can’t you, for once in your sorry existence, think about someone else’s feelings!”

  He slammed his fist down on the table and leaned forward, staring his brother down.

  “I am happy for him! I hope he’s very happy!” Teivel ground out.

  Oh, yes, he just sounds sooo happy for Kieve.

  I don’t think Kieve’s make out session at the breakfast table is going to fix anything though!

  Silly males, always have to
one up each other.

  “You’re just mad that he got her first,” Seiren said quietly.

  Teivel’s eyes flashed and he let out a condescending laugh.

  “You just keep telling yourself that, brother. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

  He grabbed up a few pieces of bread and left the room.

  “Breakfast is always a family affair in the demon house by the woods,” I said in my best announcer’s voice, “Tune in next week for another stirring episode of 'Days Of Our Shaxna'."

  "You are very strange, chomcharra." Sieren snorted, shaking his head at me.

  "I try." I grinned cheekily and winked at him.

  Chapter 11

  A few hours later, I was attempting to do the laundry when a trickling sensation on my inner thighs let me know something was up.

  I hurried to the bathroom and yanked my pants down.

  "Crap," I muttered, looking around for something to use for a temporary sanitary pad. "Just great! Surrounded by a group of males in the woods and I've just gotten my period."

  "Lil!" Kieve bellowed from somewhere in the house.

  I didn't answer him and his footsteps thundered on the stairs.

  "Just a minute!" I called back, stalling.

  I locked the bathroom door and started rummaging around for something to use.

  The door knob rattled as I found a smaller one of those weird absorbent towels.

  "Lil! Open up! I smell blood!"

  Ack!

  "I'm fine, really! Go away!" I shouted desperately, trying to tear the little towel in half.

  I grunted when it didn't budge.

  "What's wrong, baby? Open the door!" he demanded.

  "No!" I shouted.

  The door crashed open and I put the towel up in front of me.

  "What's wrong, Lil?" Wide eyed, he rushed over to me, kneeling down in front of me.

  "Close the door! Someone might come in!" I hissed desperately.

  "Kieve? Is something wrong? I smell blood!" Sieren called from downstairs.