Page 14 of Two for the Guard
“If you don't fuck me and claim me soon, I think I may explode." Kyle was a little blunter about his needs.
"We can't have that happening now, can we?" Bram teased. “Bedroom’s that way.” He gestured down the hall, and both Casey and Kyle began stripping off their clothes, a sight Bram relished as he did the same. He would claim them tonight, mark them as his own. It was a huge responsibility, and one he was eager to take on. This would be perfect and fulfilling, marking the completion of their bond and their entry into the paranormal life.
They were smart, funny, and loyal, the three things Bram loved most in a person, and beautiful besides. He was a lucky man, and at only two hundred and ten, he was fairly young and would have many centuries with his two beauties. Twins, who would have thought that Fate would gift him with not one love but two, life was wonderful.
They moved toward the bed as Bram removed his remaining clothes. They sat on the edge and watched him, their eyes taking in everything, and their longing was apparent. Bram stood still, allowing them to look for a few seconds, and then moved very slowly and deliberately toward them. Each move was calculated for maximum effect, and their eyes lit up with excitement.
“Now, Bram, take us now." Casey cried softly and turned, presenting his lovely round as an enticement. Kyle stroked his hard, leaking cock rapidly and closed his eyes for a moment.
"We're ready, Bram, ready for everything." He opened his eyes and captured Bram's gaze. "Everything." Casey looked backover his shoulder, arched his back, spread his legs, and echoed Kyle's statement.
Bram plucked a tube of lube off the side table and liberally covered his hands, and then tossed the tube to Kyle, who did likewise and then scooted back on the bed and began preparing himself. He plunged his fingers deep, panting and squirming, stretching himself. It was stunning to watch.
Casey reached back and started fingering himself seductively, moving and pressing his fingers ever so slightly inside. Their hunger was palatable, as was Bram's. He positioned himself behind Casey, taking hold of his hips and lifting him up onto his toes. He moved forward slowly, barely letting his heated cock touch his sweet entrance. Casey tried to move back to feel more of the press and burn, but Bram stopped him, holding him firmly.
"Relax, honey, let me do this." His voice was deep and rough. He wanted to plunge inside and stake his claim, but he wanted this to be just right and a perfect memory of their bonding. He spread the lubricant around his tight hole and pressed hard. His thumb popped inside, and he started working, stretching, and preparing, then inserted another finger, then another. Casey was panting hard and clutching the bedspread in his fists.
Bram watched Kyle pleasuring himself, and he became so hard it was painful. Bram knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, so he removed his fingers and thrust inside Casey, going to the base.
He settled into a rough and rapid rhythm of thrusts and reached over, taking Kyle's leaking cock in hand. He stroked it rhythmically with his thrusts, and Kyle dropped back onto the bed and grabbed Bram's hand and forced him down towards hishole. His need was made clear. Bram thrust his large fingers inside, filling his beloved and eliciting the most magnificent tight squeals. “Oh, yes.” Kyle moaned. “More.”
Bram hammered inside Casey and drove his fingers deep inside Kyle. It was beautiful. He drove deep inside, and at that moment, everything collided, the euphoria, the sensations, the need all came together, and he came harder than ever before. He filled Casey’s hole and then continued to thrust as more erupted and seeped out to run down his legs. Again, it was beautiful.
He dropped and pulled Casey up with his left arm and held him as he sank his teeth into the soft flesh at the base of his neck. He drank and continued to thrust inside Kyle, who was forcing himself against Bram’s fingers in an attempt to go deeper. Bram drank, feeling the rejuvenating properties of his beloved's blood fill him and seal their connection. He finished, licked the wound closed, and slowly pulled out.
Casey scrambled up to lie beside Kyle, and Bram moved up onto the bed and spread Kyle's legs as he loomed over him, locked gazes, and he thrust his cock inside his well-sensitized and prepared hole. Kyle took it all and took it deep. Bram needed no recovery time when it came to his beloveds. He was ready and aching whenever his beloveds were near and wanting.
Casey ran his fingertips down Bram’s arm and caressed his ass as Bram continued to fuck hard and with a concentrated intensity. His skin prickled under his touch, and his need for his beloveds was all-pervasive. Bram leaned over, not breaking rhythm, and kissed Casey. It was wet and wild and ravenous.
Kyle latched onto Bram’s shoulder, taking what he needed, tasting and satisfying himself. He arched his back and matched Bram thrust for thrust, pounding against him and taking him to the base over and over. Bram thrust his tongueinside Casey’s mouth and needed to experience every inch of his beloved.
He slammed inside and came in a sudden rush of sensations that had him rearing up and holding his breath as stream after stream exploded. He continued to pump, pounding out his desire, and then sank his teeth into Kyle's shoulder, drinking deeply and marking him as the vampire's beloved. He could feel Casey’s hands on his back and Kyle’s hands on his ass pressing and demanding everything Bram had to give.
Like with Casey, he felt the rejuvenating power of his beloved's blood filling him and sealing their bond for all time. The connection was complete; he felt them in his heart and in his mind, both of them there for eternity. He licked the wound closed and gradually pulled out to take his position between them. He wrapped them in his arms, and for a few minutes, they just lay there taking in the new awareness and the bond that now tied the three of them together.
"We are three, and we are one," Bram stated. "The bond is complete, there is no going back and no chickening out, we are one for eternity. You are the beloveds of the vampire guard. I love you both more than I ever thought it possible to love anyone, and I pledge to serve you until the end of time.” It was dramatic, and it was all true.
They cuddled close, their heads resting on his shoulders. "I love you, Bram, so much.” Casey’s voice cracked a little, but he continued with intense emotion present in his every word. “Meeting you was the biggest surprise of my life, and I thank God for you. Without you, we would not have survived the hell that we were in. You make me so happy, and I am proud to be your beloved. I will love and support you until the end of time.”
“Oh, my gosh.” Kyle's voice was a harsh whisper. "I'm not so eloquent, but I know how and what I feel, and I love you, Bram, to my core. Being your beloved was the greatest gift I have ever been given. I promise to honor that title." Emotion was thick in the room, and they lay there silently, holding one another, feeling the connection between them grow and sharpen.
“You're my life now, and you don't have to strive or do or be anything other than who you are. I love you without conditions or limits. All I ask is that you never forsake me.” Bram tightened his embrace.
"We are one," Casey stated, tightening his hold on Bram.
“We are one," Kyle repeated and placed a sweet kiss under Bram's chin.
Casey and Kyle moved to the Old Mission Peninsula. Bram was given a larger apartment courtesy of Master Cabot, and they settled in. Their freelancing work grew with the support of a beloved and a coven with connections.
Brad and Hank were never found. The authorities wrote it off as the result of inexperienced hunters in a northern forest. Their mother disappeared as well. All evidence pointed to the impression that she came to Eastport in search of her husband, and in a fit of grief and despair, she too became lost in the forest. Their businesses and properties were seized to pay outstanding debts.
It was a sad end, but definitely a fitting one. They did not dwell on it or grieve for her. She was someone they did not know. Life was new and fresh and filled with every excitement andopportunity. They had Bram Ferdinand by their sides, and they needed no more than that.
THE END
