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  Still holding her in his arms, Tybor sat down on the bed and nestled her onto his lap. He gestured to Huon, indicating that he, too, should sit down. Judie’s dazed eyes cleared and she lifted her head. Tybor nibbled her ear.

  “You were very brave tonight,” he whispered. “You did things you didn’t think you would ever do.” She nodded and he continued. “You saved us both. Now I want to show you something else new, but this time, it will be for pleasure. Are you willing to try?”

  Because it was Ty—Tybor—because she trusted him not to harm her, she nodded again.

  “Good girl.” He reinforced his praise with a slow, sucking kiss on her neck. “Huon, in the bathroom, you’ll find a tube of moisturizer.” While Huon scrambled to obey, his face reflecting his puzzlement, Tybor kissed her again. “Clever girl to book us first-class tickets. The bathroom and the complementary toiletries are going to be very useful.”

  A suspicion of what he had planned made her heartbeat race again and the rush of blood pounding in her ears drowned out all other noise. A hard brown hand spread out over her chest, lifting up and down with its rise and fall.

  “You know what we’re going to do, don’t you?” Tybor said. “And it excites you.”

  Huon returned and stood by the bed, a small tube clutched in his hand. Tybor lay back and pulled Judie around until she crouched over him, her knees straddling his thighs, her pussy aligned with his weeping cock.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, his voice dark. “Now, lift yourself up and let me come into you.”

  Her pussy clenched and throbbed and she raised her hips until she felt the bulbous head of his cock nudging her entrance. Tybor released his breath on a groan and he arched up just as Judie sank down, filling her with his solid heat. A preliminary spasm shook her as her muscles expanded to accommodate his thickness.

  His hands went to her waist and he held her there, her breasts rubbing against his chest, legs spread, leaning forward, ass raised.

  “Huon.” Tybor’s voice emerged as a gravelly rasp. “Take the moisturizer and spread it around her cute little ass. Lots and lots of it.” Another wave passed through Judie as he spoke.

  “Tybor…” Her voice sounded wavery and a bit scared. “I’ve never let anyone fuck my ass before.”

  “I suspected that,” he said soothingly. “That’s why we’re going to let Huon be the one to break your cherry.”

  Behind her, Huon gasped.

  Tybor explained, “His cock is not as thick as mine. It will be easier for your first time.” His head lifted and his voice grew a little louder and she knew he spoke to Huon. “Are you right for this?”

  “Oh, yes,” Huon breathed. “Hell, yes.”

  “Take it slowly,” Tybor ordered. “Work your fingers in one at a time until you’ve stretched the tissue enough so Judie can take you comfortably.” He switched his attention back to her. “You can do this, can’t you, sweetheart?”

  “Oh, yes. Hell, yes,” she quoted.

  Tybor chuckled. The movement drove him harder inside her and she moaned. The bunk creaked as Huon knelt behind her.

  A trickle of lubricant, warmed by Huon’s hand, spilled down the crease of her butt cheeks. Huon’s fingers followed it, rubbing and pressing, making a circling movement across the tight, round pucker of her ass. She tensed and Tybor’s hands instantly spread out to hold her in place.

  “Relax, Judie. Nothing will happen until you’re ready for it.”

  The pressure of Huon’s fingers sent trails of sparks firing along her nerve endings, lighting fires, the flames spreading to places they’d never ignited before. Huon slipped one finger inside, pushing gently until the resistance gave way and her breath came in hard little exhalations.

  “Are you all right?” His words washed, warm and concerned, over the back of her neck.

  “Yes,” she panted. “More.”

  A second finger joined the first and they bent, pressing against the front of her muscle wall. The sensation rocked her, then her entire world rocked when Tybor groaned, “I can feel you. Huon, do it again.”

  The fingers in her ass flexed again and this time she was aware of the pressure against Tybor’s cock through the wall of her pussy. Excitement rose up in a misty cloud, obscuring her vision and sending her into some primitive world where thought did not exist, only sensation.

  “Now. Now,” Tybor ground out. “Do it gently but do it now.”

  The fingers slid out again and for a moment Judie felt a sense of loss, an emptiness that she had never been aware of before, then she felt the bump of Huon’s penis against the opening. She thought his fingers had prepared her, but as he pushed himself inside the muscles stretched with such a burning sting that for a moment she was sure she couldn’t bear it. She writhed, almost dislodging herself from Tybor’s cock.

  “No,” she whimpered. “I can’t.”

  The inward pressure ceased immediately and Huon began to withdraw but Tybor stopped him with a single command. “Don’t.”

  Both Judie and Huon stilled.

  “Just hold it there a moment,” Tybor ordered. “Give her time to get used to it.” His hands stroked over her. “Relax, Judie, let it go. Huon won’t move until you’re ready for the next bit.”

  “It hurts,” she whimpered.

  “Only for a minute,” he soothed. “Once you relax it will stop hurting. You’ll like it, I promise.”

  She shook her head.

  “Yes you will,” Tybor argued. “You liked having Huon’s fingers inside you didn’t you?”

  “Yes,” she replied tentatively. “But they were smaller.”

  “Not when he had three fingers inside you. You just think they were. Let your mind go. Stop worrying. It will be good.”

  The hypnotic cadence of his voice had the desired effect and the tight clench of the ring of tissue loosened and as it did the pain subsided.

  “You’re right,” she said in wonder as desire began to return.

  “He’s always right,” Huon chimed in from behind her. “You have to get used to… aah!”

  “Is something wrong?” Judie asked him, twisting her neck in an effort to see him over her shoulder. The guttural sound that had broken from him could have been intense pleasure or pain, she couldn’t tell which.

  “Stay still,” Huon whispered. “This feels fucking fabulous and I don’t want to slip out.”

  “It’ll be better if you let us do all the work,” Tybor confirmed to her, his deep voice a caress. “Are you ready?”

  Judie nodded and Huon slid in the last few inches until he was seated fully within her.

  “Ah,” he groaned, “So tight. I didn’t know anything could feel like this.”

  If Judie could speak she would have agreed but the fullness of two cocks inside her robbed her of breath and left her suspended in some wild state of ecstasy.

  Huon began a rhythmic in-out movement. Slow, to make sure they stayed joined, but gradually increasing in pace as they found their rhythm.

  Beneath her, Tybor made a rolling movement with his hips, air rushing out of his mouth in harsh pants.

  “Oh fuck, it feels brilliant. Judie you’re so tight and wet and Huon, oh God, I can feel your cock and I…”

  His back arched, his lips stretched tight and his cock began to pulse. Judie screamed and followed him into orgasm and, behind her, Huon pumped once, twice more and did the same. Sandwiched between the two men, feeling the twin spurting of their cocks, the new and indescribable consciousness of Huon’s cum shooting into her ass, Judie’s orgasm reached beyond physical experience and transported her to a new level of total body sensation.

  By the time the aftershocks and shudders had subsided, Huon was collapsed in a heap on top of her and Tybor lay beneath her, his head sunk back on the pillow, eyes closed and arms draped limply across her back.

  After a moment Huon stirred behind her. “Are you all right?”

  “No.” She chuckled weakly when she felt his muscles tense. “I may never be ju
st all right again. But I feel fabulous, amazing, marvelous.” She remembered Huon’s injuries and sobered. “But what about you? You didn’t re-injure anything?”

  “No. I feel too good to hurt.”

  The weight lifted off Judie’s back a little. “Tybor?” Huon’s voice was high pitched with concern. “Tybor. Are you okay? Say something.”

  “Can’t,” came a deep, gravelly rumble. “I have died of ecstasy and am currently reaping my just reward.”

  Huon moved again and his now-flaccid cock slipped out of her. “I’ll go and get something to get us all cleaned up. We’ll never fit in that tiny cupboard of a shower cubicle.”

  Judie tried to push herself up as soon as Huon moved away but her worn-out limbs refused to cooperate. Tybor gently lifted her away and rolled her onto her side.

  “Thank you,” he said as he planted a kiss on her forehead.

  “I guess you’ve done that lots of times before,” Judie whispered, “but for me it was totally new. It was amazing.”

  “It was…ah…” Tybor cleared his throat and began again. “I have heard about such things, but the Dvalinn do not… It was the first time for me, too.” He smiled. “I hope it’s not the last.”

  The voices of a group of people walking past in the corridor carried clearly to them. “Oh my God, do you think they heard us?” Judie whispered and clasped her hand to her mouth.

  “Do you care if they did?” Tybor asked.

  “No.” She grinned at him. “I don’t think I do.”

  “Don’t think you do what?” Huon asked as he returned and offered her a damp washcloth.

  Her grin grew wider. “I don’t care what a bunch of strangers thought or whether they heard us having sex or not.”

  “With the way you screamed they probably thought it was the whistle of a passing steam train anyway,” Huon said and ducked the blow she aimed at him.

  It wasn’t hard to do, because her arms felt like lead weights and instead of a punch the movement looked far more like an uncurling strand of wet spaghetti.

  Although she appreciated Huon’s gesture, Judie dragged herself to her feet and into the tiny bathroom. If she didn’t get a few things done and cleaned and emptied she was never going to sleep tonight, no matter how exhausted she was.

  When she opened the door again, Huon had already climbed into the single top berth. “You and Tybor can have the double bed,” he said. “You two can cuddle up and I can sleep up here and not risk bleeding on you.”

  Judie looked up sharply. “Did your cuts open up again?” When he shook his head she relaxed. “In that case, fine. It’s a good idea. I wouldn’t want either of us to bump you accidentally during the night. I think you’ve suffered enough.”

  “Hmm. I think so too,” he said sleepily. A huge yawn cracked his jaw. “But I was compensated for it rather wonderfully. Good night.” He rolled onto his side.

  Tybor had already shifted himself to the wall side of the double bunk and he held up the sheet so Judie could slip underneath it. She settled next to him and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She closed her eyes and sank instantly into sleep.

  Chapter Five

  Light seeping around the edges of the window blinds woke her. The soothing rumble of the train’s wheels carried on unabated. She opened her eyes to see Tybor lying on his side, staring at her.

  “What time is it?” she asked. “Should we go to the dining car for breakfast?”

  “No,” Tybor replied. “We don’t want anyone to see us or take notice of us.”

  Her cheeks burned. “Because of last night and me screaming,” she mumbled.

  “Because we don’t want anyone to see the three of us together and remember we got on the train at Venice and got off at Klagenfurt,” he said, tapping the end of her nose. “We’re on the run, remember?”

  “Oh, yes,” she sighed. The events in this compartment last night had made her forget, at least temporarily, about the fight with Brian Hopewood.

  Bumping against one another, they scrambled into their clothes, Huon and Tybor pulling fresh garments from the bag Tybor had packed, Judie wrinkling her nose up in distaste as she pulled on the same clothes she’d worn yesterday. She sighed in regret for the packed suitcase she’d left on the landing when she’d raced into Brian’s office, and promised herself the first thing she was going to do after they found somewhere safe was buy herself some new clothes.

  As the train drew closer to their destination, Judie started to outline her plan to Tybor and Huon. “You need time and a place for Huon to recover. Klagenfurt is a university town. At this time of the year, some students have already finished their courses and gone home, so we have a good chance of picking up some short-term accommodation.”

  Tybor smiled at her. “How do you know all this?”

  “I worked at a university. It’s a small world. You find stuff out.”

  When the train pulled into the station, Tybor and Huon got out first and checked out the crowds on the platform before they signaled her to get down from the train. People went about their business without paying them any particular attention. Outside the station, the three of them moved off together. Judie cast several quick glances over her shoulder, but no one followed them as they made their way down the tidy tree-lined streets to the center of town.

  She turned to look again, but Huon gripped her hand and murmured, “We want to look innocent. Doing that is only going to attract notice.”

  In the window of a newsagent’s shop, a neatly typed notice advertised rooms to let, breakfast provided, and they consulted a map in the town square and made their way through the sedate traffic until they came to a three-story apartment block. Tybor stepped forward, speaking fluent enough German to the whip-thin middle-aged woman dressed in a dark skirt, white shirt and wraparound floral apron.

  If she thought their appearance odd or had doubts about the nature of their relationship, she made no comment. Though her expression remained dour throughout, she led them upstairs to a room with four bunk beds and a tiny attached bathroom, told them what time breakfast was served and left them alone.

  “Nice language skills,” Huon said.

  “When you’ve been around as long as I have you pick up a lot of things, boy,” Tybor replied. “When you’re as old as I am, maybe you’ll speak more languages, too.”

  “Just how old are you?” Judie asked.

  “You don’t want to know.” Huon laughed. “Let’s just say old enough to know what he’s doing and still young enough to do it, judging by last night.”

  Since she didn’t want to go there again right at this moment, Judie announced, “I’m going to do some shopping. And before you roll your eyes and go all male on me, you two have a change of clothes. I don’t.”

  “You could just stay naked the whole time,” Huon chipped in.

  Judie gave him a “get real” look and picked up her purse. Tybor stood up. “I’ll come with you.”

  “So will I,” Huon added instantly.

  “No, you won’t,” Judie and Tybor said in unison. Then they broke into two separate explanations.

  “You should stay here and recover,” Judie said.

  “If the Gatekeepers are searching for us, they’ll be looking for you and me together. Neither they nor the police will be looking for one man and a woman,” Tybor said at the same time.

  Huon nodded reluctantly. “Okay. But if you’re going out, you need to pick up some things. Our supplies were somewhat depleted.”

  The look he shared with Tybor carried a meaning Judie couldn’t interpret, but then she supposed she was a latecomer to this little group. She’d eventually get to the bottom of everything they weren’t telling her. She’d make sure of it.

  They left Huon behind and walked to the town center together. Again, people went about their business and took no notice of them. She tried to convince Tybor that she was perfectly capable of selecting underwear and some jeans and shirts and shoes without his help, but he insisted on accomp
anying her.

  “Yes, I know you think it’s safe here. And yes, I have seen that no one has looked twice at us, and it’s possible the police are not looking for Huon and me,” Tybor commented. “But they’ll have a trace on your credit cards for sure.”

  “I hadn’t thought of that.” She spun around, eyes wild, searching the footpaths. “How will we get money, then? If I use my cards they’ll know where we are.” Her voice rose in panic.

  “I have money,” Tybor said, pulling out a huge wad of euro from his pocket.

  “I’ll buy the cheapest clothes I can, and not too many of them,” Judie said.

  “You don’t have to skimp. We ended up with more money than we thought. You can buy what you like, courtesy of Brian Hopewood.”

  “How did you get…?” she began. “No. Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

  “We’ll talk about it later, when we’re all together,” Tybor said, putting a hand on the small of her back and propelling her gently along the street. “Let’s just get what we have to and get back to Huon.”

  At a department store, Tybor escorted her up to the womenswear department.

  “I’ll be all right,” she said in a hollow voice. “You don’t need to come any farther.”

  Hard brown eyes cast a long look around the area and Tybor folded his arms across his chest and stood, feet placed shoulder-width apart at the head of the escalator.

  “I’ll wait here,” he insisted. With a nod of his head he indicated the bank of elevators against the opposite wall. “I can see anyone who tries to get onto the floor.”

  He turned back to Judie and the way his eyes moved around, checking the people around her, told her he was not as confident the police would not come looking for them as he pretended.

  “You can go and buy what you need, but if I come to tell you to run, you run, no matter what state of dress or undress you find yourself in.”

  “Okay,” Judie agreed. “I’ll run if we have to. But,” she fixed him with her own determined stare, “I’m not running away if you need my help.”