Tales of the Shareem - Aiden and Ky Part 5

aDo me,a he said, his eyes still an aroused blue. He took Kyas fingers and wrapped them around his already hardening c.o.c.k. aDo me now.a Ky hesitated a moment, wanting badly to touch and caress his friend in return. He waited just long enough for the warning twinge to begin in his arm.

Alarm swirled through him and he let his hand drop. aNo. I canat.a He didnat imagine the hurt in Aidenas eyes this time. He saw it plainlya"along with his anger.

The sandstorm escalated, beating at the shutters and sending a thin stream of sand through the cracks to sting their eyes.

aStuff a towel or something in that d.a.m.n window,a Ky said.

Wiping his eyes, his erection hot and heavy, he stalked to the bathroom where it took him a half-hour to coax water from the reluctant pipes.

When he returned from his unsatisfying shower, he found Aiden dressed and watching a digital, the sound turned up to be heard over the storm. A sheet protruded from the crack in the shutters and only a tiny trickle of sand spattered to the floor.

The two did not speak for the rest of the night.

The train left Elred after dawn, carrying people into the city to work. There was one first-cla.s.s car and Brianne was its only occupant.

Brianne sat back in the private compartment and sighed as the train headed for open desert. She could not quite believe shead ridden in this train last evening in the working-cla.s.s car and let two Shareem pleasure her.

When shead awakened this morning shead groggily imagined it a dream, but when shead come fully awake, the reality rushed back at her. She lay in a bland hotel room instead of her own bed, and she had indeed let Aiden tie her to a cool pole and Ky slap her with a flogger.

She blushed at the memory, but part of her warmed in excitement. It had been real.

Shead called Harbourgh, the captain of her guard, and informed him that shead stayed in Elred overnight so as not to interrupt her meditation. His look had said, whatever, but head murmured a respectful, aYes, malady.a She thought of the slick feel of Aidenas hands spreading oil on her body, the growling impatience of Ky, the sting of leather across her backside, the way her heart had leapt when Aiden and Ky had kissed each other in front of her.

Their tongues had probed each otheras mouths, eyes closing, lashes resting on strong cheekbones. It never would have occurred to her that seeing men kissing each other would turn her on so.

Then again, they had been two very attractive, s.e.xy men.

Ky had a rugged s.e.xiness shead never quite forget. His growling voice, his hard body, the way his blue gaze bore right into her. Aidenas sinful handsomeness also made her heart flutter, but not in the same way as Kyas did.

G.o.ds, please donat tell me Iam falling for a bondage master who hates me for imprisoning his best friend.

She couldnat fall for anyone. Iam getting married and will create a daughter who will head committees and smile for the digitals.

The girl-child would have the best combination of genes from herself and Dranis. That meant shead have brown hair and brown eyes and a pleasant face, not too pretty, because women of Bor Narga should admire her but not envy her.

Why did Brianne suddenly see a toddling girl-child with bright blue eyes and a winsome Shareem-like smile? Shead be adorable.

She stopped the thought. Shareem could not impregnate women, they were forbidden to on threat of death. They had inoculations every half year to keep them infertile.

Why is this the first time Iave thought that practice cruel?

She could do something about it. She was Brianne daAroth and she had the power of her position. She was good at helping make the lives of the poor and working cla.s.s a little better, why not the lives of Shareem?

Would anyone listen to her if they knew shead just enjoyed letting two Shareem pleasure her? Or would they think her as besotted as Talan daUrvey?

The difference was, Talan had boldly stayed with her Shareem and married him. It was likely Brianne would never see hers again.

Why do I think of them as mine? They are the ones who coerced me out here. I couldnat possess them if I tried.

Strange that the world saw them as s.e.x slaves when they were so clearly in charge of any encounter.

A sense of someone watching her broke this troubling train of thought. She turned to see Aiden in the corridor outside her compartment, his fingers pressed to the window. He studied her like he might study a strange plant specimen in a botanical exhibit, head tilted to one side, lips twitching like he might burst out laughing any minute.

He smiled a broad smile when she looked at him, then he made a face against the window and she laughed.

She touched the control to noiselessly slide open the door panel. aPlease come in. Thereas plenty of room.a Aidenas tall body dwarfed the doorway. aShareem arenat allowed in first cla.s.s. I was on my way to the loo. Thereas a line at the one in the other car.a aWhy should you ride on crowded benches when you can sit on cus.h.i.+ons? Iall pay the difference in fares.a His grin widened. aHey, I could get used to being your boy toy.a He winked. aYou sneak me in here, and Iall do it.a aKy as well.a His smile faded. aKyas in one h.e.l.l of a bad mood this morning. But Iall tell him.a He sent her another warm glance then turned and sauntered away. He certainly knew how to make a woman look at every inch his body. Brianne closed the door again and waited, wondering if head come backa"with or without Ky.

Brianne daAroth never broke the rules. And now here she was wanting to allow not one but two Shareem into her train compartment. She doubted the train attendant would refuse to let a member of the daAroth family do as she would, but if her grandmother ever found outa Twenty-eight years old and Iam still worried about being called in front of my grandmother.

But Clothilde daAroth, ruler of Bor Narga, was a formidable woman and didnat take embarra.s.sment to the family lightly.

Aiden did return twenty minutes later, Ky in tow. Well, maybe not in tow. Ky proceeded him by five paces, his face dark.

The compartment had seemed roomy, but when Aiden and Ky arranged themselves on the sofa opposite her, they nearly crowded her out. Aiden stretched out his long legs and rested his head on Kyas shoulder. Ky folded his arms and stared out the window. Clearly Aiden had talked fast and long to get Ky to come here at all.

Brianne touched a control to gray out the windows for privacy. Shead already darkened the outside windows against the glare of the morning sun, though they could still watch the scenery rus.h.i.+ng by. She offered them chilled wine from the small bar built into the wall, which Aiden gulped down with relish and Ky refused.

aSo this is how the rich travel,a Aiden said, returning the crystal goblet to its holder. He sat back again, smothering a yawn. aSorry. I always fall asleep in trains.a aExcept yesterday,a Brianne said.

Aiden grinned, his eyelids drooping. aI had something fun to do yesterday.a Ky said nothing. He leaned his shoulder against the wall and blatantly looked out the window. Most peopleas eyes flickered as they tried to focus on things rus.h.i.+ng past a train, but Kyas remained fixed.

Aiden yawned again. His eyes closed and he slumped onto Kyas shoulder and was soon snoring softly. Ky sat in silence, not looking at Brianne.

The train swayed on its hover track, buffeted by wind left over from last nightas sandstorm. Aiden swayed with it, lost in sleep, his blond hair falling loose to Kyas lap.

When Ky turned his head and looked down at his friend, his face softened. The look was almost imperceptible but Brianne, studying every nuance of Ky, saw it.

aYou care for him, donat you?a she asked.

Ky flicked his gaze to her. His eyes looked almost normal now, irises no longer expanded in arousal. But Shareem eyes would never be quite anormala. They were larger than most menas and made to s.h.i.+ne with seductiveness, to pin a woman in place at all times.

Ky did not answer, and Brianne went on. aThat is why you are so angry with me. For getting him arrested and putting him in danger.a aAiden is my friend.a The harsh words dragged out of him. Aiden slept on, eyes heavy and closed.

aI read that Shareem didnat have emotions,a Brianne said. aOr not much anyway. But thatas wrong, isnat it?a He scowled at her. aWhy were you reading about Shareem?a aBecause I know nothing about them. My ignorance of you almost got you killed. That makes me feel ashamed.a She wanted to tell him, I learned, I understand, I want to help, but his forbidding gaze made her close her lips.

aAll Shareem were nearly killed twenty years ago because of daAroths,a Ky said. aThey shut down the labs, threatened to terminate the lab rats.a aI know. Thatas why Iam ashamed.a He studied her from under lowered brows, his mouth a grim line. Last night head spanked her and kissed her and touched her. Head wanted to chastise her, punish her the only way he knew how.

Aiden had been there for pleasure alone. Head forgiven Brianne already, she sensed, but maybe Ky never would.

aYou care for him,a she repeated. aWhy shouldnat you?a Ky studied Aidenas head against his shoulder. aBecause itas forbidden.a He said it like she ought to know that.

aTo care?a Ky transferred his gaze to the empty landscape outside the window. aTo fall in love with another Shareem.a He gave a harsh laugh. aWe wouldnat pay much attention to anyone else if we did, would we? Wead be lost in each other. And the designers didnat want that.a aBecause you were supposed to please other people.a aBecause theyad have lost money.a His voice grated. aWe please everyone but ourselves.a aThat doesnat mean you donat care.a He sat still, a large man in black leather, his dark hair still damp. Theyad stayed in a place with a primitive water shower, she realized, while shead had sterilizers and a soft bed.

aWhy should you care what Shareem feel about each other?a he growled. aOr are you going to write a research paper? What I saw Shareem do with each other in a train?a She flushed. aI would never do that. What happened between us last evening is private.a aIs it? Or will your bodyguards arrest us when we get off the train for daring to touch your pristine body?a aIt was my choice. I had to give you permission to touch me.a aWould the patrollers believe that? Theyad rather think of us as walking menaces to women.a aThen why did you take the risk?a she flared. aWhy entice me to the train?a He grinned briefly, and she saw a flash of what he was really likea"intelligent and good-humored when he wasnat angry. aIt was worth it.a aBecause you wanted to punish me.a She drew a breath. aI know you see me as an upper-cla.s.s b.i.t.c.h, but I want you to believe I would never betray you. What we did yesterday will hold a special place in my heart. Please, letas leave it like that. It wasaa She flushed. aIt was wonderful. You knew once I had a taste of Shareem Iad always crave it and know I couldnat have it, but you made me feel wonderful. Wanted.a She paused. aThank you.a aYou sure you mean thank you, not f.u.c.k off?a aVery sure.a Ky looked her up and down, a scrutiny that took in every line of her, every defect, every flaw. In spite of herself she felt his chemistry touch her, relaxing her when she wanted to remain tense.

aYouare not like I thought youad be.a He sounded grudging.

aWhat did you think Iad be like?a Again the once-over. She might be the highborn woman, member of the ruling family and he a slave in all but name, but he had the upper hand here and he knew it. He filled the first-cla.s.s compartment not only with his muscular body and his Shareem chemistry, but with his glittering eyes, his voice, his power.

aI thought youad be spoiled. Petulant. An upper-cla.s.s b.i.t.c.h, like you said.a The words stung and so did the look. aI suppose I canat blame you. I try not to let how I was raised make me insensitive, but it probably does without me realizing it.a Ky grunted. aMust be h.e.l.l being rich and pampered.a aI canat help what I was born to be any more than you can.a He slanted her an ironic glance. aSure. You can say to h.e.l.l with this and move off-planet any time you want. People will be p.i.s.sed at you, but they wonat try to kill you.a Brianne thought of her grandmotheras steely eyes and thought of the admonis.h.i.+ng messages shead receive if she embarra.s.sed the family by turning her back on them. aPerhaps not, but theread still be repercussions.a aIf youare trying to tell me weare just alike, you lose. You were raised in a glittering palace. I was I was raised in a h.e.l.lhole.a aDNAmo?a aThatas the one. We ate the healthiest foods and were treated like priceless art, but it was still a h.e.l.lhole.a aWhat was it like? I want to know.a His eyes glittered. She felt old anger radiate from him, old pain that time hadnat erased. aWhat do you want to hear about? Growth acceleration so you matured in five years instead of twenty? Then slowed way down? When it killed Shareem too weak to handle it, the scientists said, Oh well, bring in the next batch.a She looked at him, appalled. aThatas horrible.a aYeah, especially when it was someone whoad been your friend.a His voice softened a notch. aThen tests, people watching you to see how you react, more tests.a aPhysical tests?a She imagined the kind of tests Shareem might be put througha"strength, endurance, honing of muscles, bodies working and sweating. s.e.xual tests too. What enticed them, what didnat, what they could do to women. Being a researcher there must have beena"interesting.

aAnd psychological ones,a Ky went on, his look somber. aWhat you do if youare kept in isolation. If someone you grow to like is taken away from you.a aSome people might call that torture,a she said indignantly.

aYou might. DNAmo called it science.a She drew a sharp breath. aIt was wrong.a aYou think?a aPerhaps that was why DNAmo was shut down. Enough people objected to what they were doing.a He shook his head. aIt was shut down because stiff-necked daAroth women couldnat face what DNAmo was making. Men who might make women succ.u.mb to s.e.xual desires. When they disapproved, the investors started to lose money and so did DNAmo.a He made a dismissive gesture. aSo we had to go.a aIam sorry.a She felt silly saying it, because shead been a child when DNAmo had been shut down and the Shareem experiments outlawed. Shead had nothing personally to do with it closing, but he was right, women in her family had made the recommendation. Shead seen the daAroth name on the reports concerning DNAmoas closure and decisions on what to do with the Shareem.

aStop apologizing,a Ky said. His eyes softened, and she felt his pheromones touch her as though he were trying to soothe her. aYou paid us back last night. Weare square. Weare done.a aBecause I let you coerce me onto the train?a To her surprise he gave her a small smile. It was incredible how a smile warmed his face.

aNo, sweetheart, that was for you.a aI thoughta"you were punis.h.i.+ng me.a aI was.a The smile turned sinful. aPunis.h.i.+ng you a little. But Iam Shareem. Itas programmed into me to make you feel pleasure, no matter how much I want to punish. It almost killed me to tease you and walk away. You found release twice. I had to hold it in a while.a Her gaze dropped to his leather-covered lap. aWhy did you walk away? Why didnat you release?a His smile remained though his eyes were watchful. aWould have spoiled everything, wouldnat it?a he said in a voice that snaked through her senses. aYou were bad and we wanted to discipline you a little. But you got us back, sweetheart. We were dying for you.a His blue irises started to widen. Arousal. Which made warmth pool in her belly, her quim soften. What was he saying? Theyad been so calm and cool walking away from her last night that shead never dreamed shead turned them on.

aIam sorry,a she said.

aYou like to apologize.a She flushed. aYou make me feel so guilty. Youare a master at it.a aOnly because Iam level three. The punisher. I want you to want your punishment.a She rubbed her damp palms over her thighs, resisting the urge to push her fingers between her legs. She wet her lips and asked softly, aHow would you punish me right now?a She sensed Kyas attention home in on her, his anger fading under growing heat. aBold lady, arenat you?a aI want to be.a aAre you sure?a She nodded.

aWhy?a She nibbled her lip at the question, her temperature rising as his gaze riveted to her mouth. aYou gave me such pleasure yesterday. I want to learn how to give pleasure in return.a The air in the compartment was very still as he stared at her with his filling blue gaze. aWhat would you do with your lesson once you learn it?a aIam not sure. But I want to learn.a aAidenas a better teacher than me. He can be gentle.a She shook her head. aNo. I want you.a He studied her another moment, his gaze arrested. Then he abruptly loosened the catches of his leather leggings. aAll right, if you want it so bad, come here and get on your knees.a He pulled open his fly, then rose up long enough to slide his pants down his legs.

Brianne stared in shock at his lap, at the dark shaft that lay hard and full against his abdomen. For a full minute she couldnat speak, trapped in her first true look at a manas s.e.x.

aYou know how to kneel, donat you?a he asked, voice grating.

Brianne glanced at Aiden but the other man continued to sleep, his legs stretched out, his head firmly on Kyas shoulder. Slowly she gathered up her layers of robes and knelt in front of Kyas spread thighs.

His c.o.c.k lay there, huge and hard, waiting for her. She stared at it in fascination. Shead learned something about male organs from school, but the physiology teacher had skimmed over the lesson, implying that men were ashamed they had such things attached to their bodies. Brianne had never seen real bare male flesh, and she suspected the teacher never had either.

Shareem had been enhanced to be longer than a normal man and a large handful around. A tight fit, but the way her s.e.x ached now she imagined it opening easily for him to slide inside. His tip was dark, the staff a slightly lighter color, his b.a.l.l.s tight and high and surrounded by wiry curls. She could look at him for hours and never get tired.

She swallowed. aIam not sure what to do.a aIall teach you, love. Thatas what Shareem are for.a Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his hand stretch to the controls that turned off the privacy on the windows leading to the corridor.

Brianne gasped and glanced over her shoulder, expecting a dozen people to be peering in to see what they were up to. aWhat are you doing? Someone might come.a aThereas no one else in the car,a Ky said, his voice quiet. aAnd if there are, maybe theyall see you, a highborn woman, bent over my c.o.c.k. Maybe theyad watch.a Her face scalded. aI canat.a aYou wanted punishment, Brianne. If you refuse this, just imagine what Iall think of next.a Brianne had no idea what he could think of, but her heart raced and her quim tightened at his words. aAll right. But if anyone does seea"you canat let on who I really am. The journalists would make a meal of me.a aFair enough. Now kiss me.a She started to raise her face to his lips, but he laced his fingers in her hair and gently guided her to his c.o.c.k. She liked the scent of it, male desire. Daringly she nuzzled the tip then kissed it.

His c.o.c.k jumped and Ky made a small noise of pleasure. Brianne flicked out her tongue to taste him and found she liked the smooth sleekness of his tip, the taste of the ridge that curved around it.

aSuck me,a Ky said, voice ragged. aPut your mouth over it and suck.a Brianne drew a breath then opened her mouth wide and slid it over him.

Ky let out a groan. Brianneas innocent questing was perfect. Her hot little tongue, her eager tasting, the experimental way she sucked him between her lips made his c.o.c.k hot and happy.

He threaded his fingers through her sleek brown hair and raised his hips, willing her to take as much of him in her mouth as she could.

aThatas it, sweetheart. Suck me.a She did, sending sweet sensations through him. His pulse pounded, the sight of her dark head bowed over his lap, her pale fingers clenching his thighs making him want to release right away.

Not yet. Let me savor this.

His world was turning upside down. His Shareem life had been fairly simplea"he knew his boundaries. Share a woman with Aiden, walk away. Have a drink at Judithas bar, share another woman.

Sometimes the women gave them gifts for their attentions, generous ones if they were rich. Sometimes they couldnat, and he and Aiden pleasured them anyway. h.e.l.l, those encounters stolen in the back of Judithas bar or in a working womanas tiny flat were the best of all.

He and Aiden shared a good camaraderie. He could count on Aiden. They no longer had to speak to know what the other wanted to do, whether it was watching sports on the digitals or what they would do next while pleasuring a woman.

The day before yesterday had changed all that. When Ky discovered Aiden was arrested and likely to be terminated, he suddenly realized he couldnat live without Aiden. Didnat ever want to live without Aiden. The pain of that bothered him. He realized head taken Aiden for granted all this time, his friend and cohort always by his side.

And this womana"this rich b.i.t.c.ha"had been the cause of him nearly losing Aiden forever.

Head wanted to punish her, to make her feel the hurt and panic head felt. But shead turned beautiful brown eyes up to him and said, aIam sorry,a sincerity and innocence in every word.

Shead taken his punishment without flinching. She had spirit and guts. The pretty face head seen on the digitals had strength beneath it.

Head already forgiven her, but she didnat need to know that. When shead discovered their arrest, shead leapt to help them. She could have left them in jail to rot, sent them to termination with a smile on her face.

But her distress had been real, and shead bent over backwards to help them.

Mmm, bent over backwards. Thereas a good thought.

He loved the feel of her hair under his fingers, her small tongue struggling to circle all of his big tip. Sweet, sweet woman.

Shead make a lovely submissive. He imagined her in nothing but a collar, a slim silver chain hanging from it, her wrists encased in soft leather cuffs. Shead carry it off well, with her long thick hair cascading down her bare back, tangling around her aroused, tight nipples.

The heat in his c.o.c.k flared, lifting toward her mouth. Head gently wrap the chain around his hand and hold her in place while she sucked him, then head instruct her to get on her hands and knees while he pleasured her.

A Shareemas job was to make her enjoy every second of her time with him. She surrendered to him fully, and he made every minute worthwhile.

Many women didnat know they liked being a sub until they were bound and at Kyas mercy. Then their eyes softened and they begged for him to spank them, begged for him to take control, as Brianne had last night. They learned what it was to surrender, and he made sure they loved it.

Aiden stirred, probably aroused by all the pheromones flying through the air. He turned his warm head on Kyas shoulder and glanced down at Brianne.

aMmm,a he said. aNice.a She looked up at him and smiled. Her smile could melt ice.

Aiden smiled back, the two sharing a moment. Kyas heart beat faster as a sudden feeling of completion hit him. Not a climax, but the three of them together enjoying a simple moment of joy. It felt right.

Aiden slid his hand down Kyas chest and nudged his finger over the base of Kyas staff. Ky held his breath, waiting for the warning tingle, but it didnat come.

He relaxed, turning his head to kiss his friend. Aiden kissed sleepily, his eyes heavy, lips curved in a half-smile. His level one touch soothed and excited at the same time Brianneas lips and tongue sent him spiraling toward climax.

Aiden curved his fingers to encase the base of Kyas c.o.c.k, his touch dipping to his b.a.l.l.s. One finger stroked behind the sac as Brianneas mouth drew him forward, her tongue moving on the sensitive skin under the f.l.a.n.g.e.

Ky rested his head on the seat back, his eyes closing. aG.o.ds, thatas sweet.a Aiden licked Kyas cheek. aWe aim to please.a aIam going to come.a aThat sounds like fun.a aShut up and keep doing that.a Aiden chuckled low in his throat. The man knew how to touch. If Ky had known just how well Aiden touched beforea"no, stop that thought. If Ky had let Aiden touch him before, Ky could very well be dead by now.

The fact that it was Brianneas mouth all over him seemed to mitigate things. Ky kept waiting for the tingling pain to begin in his arm, but nothing happened. Perhaps his body was tricked by Brianne sucking on him while Aiden touched.

Brianne eased Ky out of her mouth and held on to him above where Aiden stroked. She bent forward and licked him, tasting him from base to tip.

Ky dug his fingers into the chair seat and boosted his hips upward. A heat swirled through him as his best friend and a beautiful lady did wonderful things to him.

His hips rocked, his c.o.c.k stiffened with a painful ache and he came.

Swirls of come slid straight onto Brianneas startled tongue and down his shaft to be caught by Aidenas fingers.