Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“The interface the Oracle has planned for us?” Saxon frowned. “How the fuck can it plan for us? It’s not like we decided to come here a long time ago—this was a last-minute trip!”
“Ahh, but the Oracle knows your ways and your hearts better than you yourselves do,” the attendant said mysteriously. “She will tell you what you need to know…for a price. And before you ask, I cannot say what that price might be—only that you must pay it to learn the answers you seek.”
“But—” Lynx began.
“Now please move through the next set of double doors and onto the moving walkway,” the attendant finished in a bored voice that made Saxon stare at him. Was the whole mysterious Oracle speech just a spiel he said to everyone who came to visit the Oracle? Did he say it or something like it to all the seekers who came to Delphi Prime?
Before any of his questions could be answered, Lynx was sweeping Mirabella off the table and into his arms.
“Come on, Brother,” he said to Saxon. “Let’s go.”
THIRTY
LYNX
The next set of double doors slid open, revealing a kind of tunnel. It went straight for a few hundred yards and then curved, Lynx saw, leading into an unknown area. The walls were rough-hewn stone—clearly they were going to be traveling into the mountain.
As the last attendant had promised, there was a moving walkway of the same kind that humans had at some of their airports. Right beside it, moving at the same rate, was another, raised walkway which would be about waist-level for him and Saxon.
“I suppose you’re meant to ride up there, my Lady,” he said to Mirabella. “On your, uh, hands and knees,” he added apologetically.
She nodded.
“All right. Actually, being on my hands and knees will probably be more comfortable than standing or walking with this, uh, tail in me.”
“Is it bothering you, little one?” Saxon asked her and Lynx could feel his concern for their female through the Brother-Bond.
She shook her head.
“No, it’s just…stimulating. It keeps getting me almost to the edge but then I can’t quite…you know, get there.”
“Your sweet little Goddess pearl needs attention,” Lynx murmured. “Most females can’t come just from penetration alone.”
Mirabella gave a surprised-sounding laugh.
“It’s amazing you know that—most men certainly don’t.”
“It’s common sense,” Saxon growled. “You need your clit stimulated to come.” He stepped closer to her and cupped her cheek in one big hand. “Want me to bathe it with my tongue, little Mistress?” he growled softly, looking into her eyes. “Just spread your thighs for me—I can have you coming nice and hard, just let me lap that sweet little Goddess pearl.”
Lynx felt a rush of desire go through him, watching his Bond-Brother offer to pleasure the female they both desired. Because Saxon could deny it all he wanted but there was no doubt that he longed for Mirabella as much as Lynx did.
Lynx wanted so badly for them to share her—to bring her pleasure at the same time…to Bond her and Breed her and make her theirs forever.
But he sensed that Saxon wasn’t there yet—might never get there. The memory of Kara and the guilt the Lykan Shifter felt for their lost mate was still too strong for him to think of Bonding another female. However, his willingness to be intimate with Mirabella was definitely a step in the right direction.
Speaking of Mirabella, she was blushing at the frank way Saxon had offered to lick her clit.
“Not now, Saxon—thank you,” she said, looking up at him. “I…I think we should just get onto the walkways and go see the Oracle. The sooner we see it, the sooner we can find out who really ought to be ruling Yonnie Six as head of the Sacred Seven in my place.”
Saxon nodded.
“Fair enough, but the offer stands. Fucking love the taste of your sweet pussy, little one.”
“Er…thank you.” Mirabella blushed again. “Um, could one of you help me onto the moving pet walkway?”
“Certainly, my Lady.”
Lynx lifted her into his arms and placed her gently on the waist-high walkway. Then he and Saxon stepped onto the lower walkway themselves, making certain they stayed even with her so that all three of them were gliding smoothly into the mountain at the same rate of speed—which wasn’t very fast.
“Can we speed this thing up any?” Saxon grumbled.
“I don’t see how,” Lynx said. “I think we’re stuck at whatever pace the walkway wants to go.”
“All right, I just wonder how long this is going to take.” Saxon sighed.
“You have someplace better to be?” Mirabella, who was riding along beside them on her hands and knees inquired. “Maybe you want to go back to Yonnie Six and be treated like a bodyslave again with your shaft sticking out of your trousers?”
“Hey, you liked it when we both had our shafts out,” Saxon growled, his pale blue eyes flashing. “Hell, you fucking loved it.”