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see too well what Yane was doing, but judging by the trembling of
Alcharr s wings and body, the eagle must be enjoying it a lot.
Alcharr pushed against Yane and back toward Kyllian, as if
unable to decide where he wanted to be touched most. His cock
leaked pre-cum on Kyllian s thigh, and this time, Kyllian no longer
held back. He pulled Alcharr close and pressed his lips to the eagle s,
greedily demanding entrance. Alcharr opened for him and Kyllian
invaded the other man s mouth, tasting him, delving deep, massaging
Alcharr s tongue with his own.
A groan from Yane reminded Kyllian he needed to involve the
nymph as well, not that he had forgotten. He broke away from
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Alcharr and flipped him over once again. The man let out a sound that
seemed to convey surprise, dismay, and annoyance, and Kyllian
decided to give him one last chance for an out.
 I want to fuck you, Alcharr, he said.  Would you like that? He
stole a look toward Yane.  Do you two want to share your bond with
me? Decide quickly.
Yane just nodded, while Alcharr answered,  Yes. Yes, please.
 Good answer.
With that, Kyllian placed Alcharr on all fours and caressed his
naked hip, waiting.  Go on. I want to see you fuck him.
Alcharr didn t wait for further encouragement. He maneuvered
Yane in a similar position, murmuring soft words of encouragement
and endearments. Oddly, Kyllian didn t feel left out, but privileged
for being accepted in such a special moment.
In one single thrust, Alcharr slid home. Yane s gasp mixed with
Alcharr s moan, the two echoing each other s pleasure like only
longtime lovers could. Kyllian would have been humbled, and in a
sense, he was. At the same time, though, he knew that, in spite of the
connection of the two, he himself shared a bond with them. He could
feel it, sense it calling out to his magic.
The eagle stilled inside Yane s ass, and Kyllian didn t delay in
taking the offered opportunity. Without giving Alcharr a single
warning, he pushed inside. The cries of his two lovers were even
louder this time, and Kyllian distantly realized that his own grunt had
joined them.
Alcharr s ass was hot and tight around his dick, and only the ages
of discipline and control Kyllian had lived through kept him from
coming on the spot. He tightened his hold on Alcharr s hip when the
eagle would have tried to move and, with his other hand, traced the
texture of one of Alcharr s feathers. It provided enough of a
distraction to keep him from exploding like a youth of barely fifteen
winters.
Craving Owen 139
When he thought he could move without embarrassing himself,
Kyllian pulled out of Alcharr and thrust back in. Into this motion he
put all the strength of his inner self and all his frustrated desire for the
men he d never actually thought he would have. Over and over, he
pushed in and out Alcharr s channel, aiming for his man s prostate.
Alcharr and Yane moved with him, and they fell into a perfect rhythm
of carnal pleasure, pushing, pulling, grinding, groaning, again and
again, until Kyllian thought he would lose it.
On instinct, he slapped Alcharr s ass as he rode him. Alcharr went
wild, howling as if he were a canine shape-shifter, not a Golden
Eagle. Kyllian increased the pace even more, delivering well-placed
strokes on Alcharr s buttocks and thighs. He loved the red glow that
appeared on Alcharr s ass and distantly made a mental note to test
some of his special crops on it as soon as they made some clearer
arrangements.
His balls ached with the need to come, but he kept a tight leash on
himself, wanting to make his lovers climax first. Thrusting one more
time inside Alcharr, he whispered,  Come.
Alcharr bit down on Yane s shoulder, and his ass tightened around
Kyllian s cock as his body instantly responded to Kyllian s command.
Seconds later, Yane cried out, and Kyllian registered the beautiful
sound through a slight haze, the haze of his own imminent orgasm. It
was too much, and even if he d have liked to prolong the moment, he
could no longer hold back. With another thrust, he came, filling
Alcharr s channel with his cream.
Somehow, he found the strength to pull out of Alcharr and roll off
them, not wishing to squash the two under his bulk. Seconds later,
they collapsed together on Yane s bed. Thankfully, it was large
enough to hold them all, although Kyllian wouldn t have minded a
smaller bed either.
For a few moments, none of them spoke. As the afterglow began
to dwindle, he took it upon himself to find out if he hadn t fucked up
their struggling friendship.  You all right? he asked the two men.
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Yane cracked his eyes open, still panting.  I will be. Thank you.
Kyllian hummed, not entirely convinced. Alcharr s silence didn t
encourage him at all.  Are we all right?
At his new question, the eagle finally reacted. He looked straight
at Kyllian and smiled.  I believe I said so before. I ve only ever loved
Yane, but I think that, from now on, I might be able to love others as
well. His smile turned into a grin.  And if you re wondering if we
enjoyed that, we certainly did.
Yane nodded and cuddled by Alcharr s side. At their answer,
Kyllian no longer needed any further reassurance. Spooning Yane, he
closed his eyes and swore he would not allow any sentient crystal to
hurt these men.
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Chapter Eight
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