Page 7 of Two for the Guard
Kyle glanced over at Casey, who was busy searching out his own satisfaction, and saw the same hunger in his twin's eyes. "Take us, Bram, take us both." He said clearly and firmly.
"Take us, Bram, take us now." Casey echoed his voice, dripping in desperation. They were removing their clothing and opening Bram's shirt, pushing the sides apart and baring his hard, muscled flesh to their voracious gaze.
“How long should I wait before reporting them missing?” Brad and Hank had spent the previous day sitting in a bar in Eastport. It was a dive bar, so no one took note of anyone or anything as long as they kept buying, they were welcome. It was the perfect place to hide as they waited for the elements to do their job.
“Make it long enough so they aren't found alive," Hank whispered and took a drink of his whiskey.
“I’ll give it a couple more hours. It’s unlikely they survive the night out there.” Brad smiled. “Let’s go have breakfast.” They hadn’t returned to the Lodge, not wanting to be seen, and had opted to spend the night in their car. They needed to appear to have been out all night looking for their companions. It was all about how it looked, not how it actually was.
“How about the drugs, will they be detected?" Hank sounded worried, and Brad laughed.
"It will look like an unfortunate accident. Two young men from the city get lost in the wild and succumb to the elements.It was below freezing last night; their cause of death will be obvious.”
“When will Margret be allowed to tap into the trust?"
"Once they're declared dead, she can move to take it over. It shouldn't be more than a few days, but I'm sure she'll wait at least a week to not look too eager.” They exited their vehicle and headed into the Cozy Corner Café. “Those boys are finally going to amount to something.” Brad joked as he held the door for Hank.
The morning activity was far beyond anything Bram had imagined. Their bond was moving along nicely. Bram took in the desire that had overwhelmed his beloveds and most willingly gave them what they were asking for. Things were happening fast, just as Kyle had stated, but there was no denying the need that was coursing through all of them. It was fevered and unstoppable, and it was meant to be.
He helped Kyle mount him, straddling across his chest. He balanced himself with a hand pressed against the headboard and positioned his gorgeous ass on Bram’s chest. His naked body on Bram’s heated flesh felt euphoric as sensations exploded through him.
His hardness trembled expectantly where it lay lightly tapping Bram’s throat. Kyle’s look was longing and somewhat frenzied. He wanted everything but didn't know where to start or how to ask. He was adorable.
Casey was busy opening Bram’s pants, lowering the zipper, and releasing his throbbing cock. The cool air touched his tender flesh, and he jerked, knocking Casey slightly to the left, but he recovered quickly. Bram came off the bed by a fewinches when Casey abruptly deep-throated him, no warning, just an explosive plunge that had Bram gripping Kyle's hips to steady himself.
The sly smile on Kyle's face said it all. He thrust forward, and just that fast, Bram had a lovely, hard cock in his mouth. He took it all and tightened his reflexes, massaging and sensitizing the tender flesh as Kyle continued to thrust in a steady rhythm.
Casey ministered to Bram's needs, expertly taking him completely down his throat and tantalizing him with his talented mouth. It was unbelievably erotic with Casey eating him alive and Kyle feeding him. They were magnificent.
Kyle rolled his head and whined and moaned so vocally, and every caress of Casey's hot, moist mouth sent Bram into another level of devastation. He ravaged him as Bram ravaged Kyle. The two of them were working with him, taking what they needed and giving him everything, with no missed opportunities.
He thrust forcefully, filling Casey's mouth repeatedly, and feeling his desire building, growing more intense by the second. He worked Kyle's cock voraciously. The taste was sweet and sensual, just like his beloved. Kyle was tensing and trembling, trying to resist and holding on as the edge drew near. Bram bore down and swallowed, letting his throat muscles take Kyle to new heights. In a rush of trembling screams, Kyle came in a tight explosion.
Bram took it all, glorying in the essence of his beloved, filling him, satisfying him. He took a small taste of his beloved, puncturing the thick vein that ran the length of Kyle's lovely cock. It was just a sample and a marker helping to kick the bonding process into overdrive.
Caught up in the excitement and the sensations, Casey inadvertently bit Bram, and it was incredible. He held his breath as the wave of pleasure and release exploded. Bram came in stream after stream, his seed filling Casey's mouth and dripping from his chin. The vibrations raged through him, and he swallowed hard on Kyle's softening cock, not ready to let it go. The sounds that echoed through the room were sexy and titillating, sending waves of sensual tremors through Bram.
Casey finished cleaning Bram from base to tip and then sat up, leaning against Kyle's back. Kyle pulled out slowly and leaned forward, his head resting beside Bram’s. The smiles that graced their exhausted faces were lovely, simply lovely. Bram felt his heart grow in that moment; all his insecurities about such a sacred relationship were gone, and only a deep sense of pride, love, and fulfilment remained.
Casey rolled off to lay beside Bram on his right and Kyle rolled to lay on his left. Their arms draped over him, and their heads moved back to rest on his shoulders. "Can we just hold each other for a while?” Casey asked.
"I will hold you forever," Bram responded, pulling them close to his side. This was perfection and the beginning of a future to be envied. They lay there for well over an hour, silent, just being and enjoying one another. Being present was all that was necessary.
"I saw your face when you came," Kyle commented. “It was fierce and wild, and your eyes changed.” Bram realized his vampire nature had come to the surface; it was inevitable, but he wasn't sure he was mentally prepared to explain. The sex had been epic, and his mind was still reeling from the experience, as was his heart.
“Your body took on tense contours as our excitement was building," Casey added his observation. Then he made the statement that had Bram believing everything would work out just fine. "Are you a shifter?" He asked.
"We know about shifters," Kyle added.
“How do you know about shifters?” Bram started slowly. He pulled them close and held them aware that their connection was growing stronger, and their understanding of him and the paranormal would be helped by his closeness and contact.
"We grew up in a boarding school. You see a lot of things in boarding school, and you meet a lot of interesting people.” Kyle began. “Our father died in an accident when we were five. Our mother remarried almost immediately, and they sent us off to school, not wanting to have us underfoot." Kyle said, and the disdain in his tone was clear.
"Her new life had no room for two rug rats, as Brad, our stepfather, called us." Casey joined in the disdain. “She said we reminded her of our father, and it was too painful to have us around, but I think it was more than that. She wanted her freedom; she didn't want to have to mother the children of her dead husband.”
"I'm sorry, honey." Bram kissed Casey’s forehead and squeezed Kyle close. Silence fell for a few minutes, and Bram let it relieve the sudden tension that had built. The sound of their breathing and the beat of their hearts calmed.
“Are you a shifter?” Casey asked again.
