Chapter 25: Freezer-Burn F*** - RR
SERICA
Cora rocked her hole against my fingertips, letting the fabric-wrapped digits press into her center as her lips brushed my neck. The snap of my harness popped, and my dick pushed into the chill, soft leather of my skirt.
"Brumer," I said, and her attention snapped back to me, eyes glowing like coals, but she didn’t quit diving her digits into her frothing hole.
"We’re going to sort this out, now." I pressed my palm against Cora’s ass and led her into the meat locker, between large hanging sides of beef, "The three of us.
Cora looked unsure, but I gripped her ass tighter. The Esprit withdrew her fingers with a schlik, flipping forward to face us, "You don’t get to decide that," her long hair licked at the air, I felt her warmth, "My Cherry-blossom can do better."
"She’s not your Cherry-blossom," I said, pushing a fingertip into Cora’s flesh and curving it into the hem of her panties. Cora’s breath came out in short puffs. I went on, "She’s my Bunny, and you’re going to get right with that, or I’m going to get rid of you."
I still didn’t understand the specifics of the bond-shatter Illia had described, but I planned to find out and put it to use if I needed to. I didn’t have much to lose. Ainset remained a free agent. Now would be the time to do it.
"You think I’m going to take that lying down?" Brumer said, flitting before Cora, she said, "You know your mother wanted-"
Cora shook her head, her hair frizzing in the sudden heat, "Brume, no. She wouldn’t want you doing this. I don’t want you like this. She wanted us to be happy... and safe, and hopeful. I feel that way with Serica."
She worked her hands into the folds of my blouse, "You’re not going to sour that, or get between us, nothing will."
Brumer’s surface cooled, dimming to ash-covered embers, "How am I supposed to let you..."
"Just stop. Without her, I wouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t have made it this far," Cora nuzzled up to me, pressed her chest against my arm.
"Cora, she cheated, you saw her with that red-haired girl," Brumer said. That one struck a chord with me. I still carried a sliver of guilt from it, despite knowing better.
"No, she didn’t," Cora said, working her palm down the brush the length of my shaft, "She knows I trust her, that what she does with other people doesn’t matter."
"Thank you, Cora," I said, her hole clenched at my digit.
"You’re my bonded Brume, you’re supposed to help me," she reached to the end of my skirt and pulled it back across my cock, exposing me, "So help me show her my love..."
Brumer winced, but she didn’t run. Cora lowered down onto her knees and grabbed loosely from the bottom, angling it up, "She makes me happy, isn’t that enough?"
It should be, I thought, she should have been enough, maybe someday she would be. Now, though, I wanted more. Reilin, Ainset, Vivienne, and Deneel, and now Brumer, the needy, confused flame burning in front of me.
Brumer hovered, silent, fighting against herself as Cora placed a wet kiss on my tip, "I want you to feel her, so you can know how I feel..."
The tip of Cora’s tongue pushed through her lips and lolled along the side of my shaft, "Mmh~ Please."
Brumer’s eyes rose to mine, and I reached out to touch her chin. The touch of her skin bit but didn’t burn, and her eyelids fluttered closed. Held in place against my fingers, her body fell into place, her hips drifting toward mine. "You really want this?"
"Mmhmm," Cora guided it up into the sizzling ruffles of Brumer’s vulva, "I had it this morning, now you get a turn."
Brumer let out a crackling sigh, angling herself down onto it and dropping. Her center was surprisingly soft. She set her arms on my shoulders and stopped her descent halfway down my length. I reached around her and cupped her ass, growing used to the intensity of her touch. She pressed her nose to mine, rocking her hips onto me, "If you don’t treat her right..."
I bucked deep into her, digging my fingers into the flesh of her ass, and she flared, grinding her chest against mine.
"I will," I told her, setting a pace into her squeezing depths. Cora ran her hand along Brumer’s outer thigh, raising up to plant a kiss on the side of her buttocks, then said, "It hits so deep, right?"
"Unh-" Brumer voiced. The way her body tensed told me she felt it. I leaned forward into her and pressed. She lowered slowly until my knees hit the floor. Cora climbed atop her horizontal form, meeting her lips to Brumer’s and kissing her deeply. The Esprit moaned into my Bunny’s mouth as I reached again for the pale skin of her bottom, yanking her panties to the side and teasing her, rocking the length of my fingers through her slit.
Cora’s hips twitched. I sped things up, with each thrust into Brumer, I ground my pubic bone into her clit. She quaked, gripping the back of Cora’s head as flame rose from her body like a pile of burning coal. The fire licked but didn’t burn. I turned my hand and pressed the tips of three fingers into Cora’s entrance. She was soaked, they easily stretched her open, and she began to playfully flex her kegels, squeezing my knuckles in a needy rhythm. I pressed them back and teased her hole, rocking them in and out of that tight circle.
Brume’s arms flailed as she slipped closer to climax, her hand found her breast and yanked, her mouth ripped free from Cora’s, and she let out a long, agonized moan, "Ahh-Annnnhhh!" As she screamed, her body crackled and grew brighter. Small fractures spread across her middle, growing thicker and thicker. It was as if she were falling apart, sliced in half at her belly. She didn’t seem pained, just ecstatic, her sex squeezing me in rapid waves, cresting and then falling.
Cora ran her hand down to the break in Brume’s middle and then recoiled, pulling away blistered fingers, "Brume- Are you?"
Her core was growing hotter. I backed off, pulling myself loose before the same thing happened to my tip.
Not going to mess around with that shit.
"Are you, Brume, are you alright?"
A pop and flash of light came from Cora’s leash, and I felt, physically felt, a burning sensation at the end of my own. I backed further away, and Brumer’s legs followed me, floating separate from her top, "Aaahunnnh~ Plea-pleassse ~♥" her top pleaded at Cora’s side as her toes dangled in the air at mine.
"Seriously, Brume..." I gripped her calf, "Are you hurt?"
Cora stroked her hair; she was still bent at the waist with her ass exposed. I was aching and hard, despite the frightening scene that’d just unfolded. I stole a glance at my leash. Half of Brumer’s ruby charm hung at its end.
What the fuck...