Resurrection Pt. 02

With a sigh I stand and stretch my back then with a grunt I bend to pick up the box I've just finished packing and add it to the pile of other boxes. My life reduced to a dozen boxes and two suitcases, all that is left now is to do a last wash down and vacuum.

But time first for a quick coffee and something to eat, I grab my bag and head out the door and am glad that there is a café just around the corner. The waitress takes my order and I grab a seat in a corner and shut my eyes as I lean back. And for the umpteenth time I run through the check list in my head. Motel booked for the night, removalist collecting my belongings in about 5 hours. Lease finalised and everything that I'm not taking with me either sold, given away or tossed.

It is a bit early for lunch but I'm starving, I've been up and working since very early this morning and my stomach rumbles as the aroma of cooking hamburger, bacon and onions fills the café. My coffee arrives and with a sigh I take a sip of the scalding liquid, ahh... heaven.

I am tired, it has been a very hectic couple of weeks, handing in my notice at work, training my replacement and starting the process of sorting and packing those things I want to keep and deciding what to get rid of. Cleaning out cupboards and scrubbing windows and walls.

Catching up with, and saying goodbye to, the friends that I would be leaving behind and giving out my new contact details. As well as all those interminable hours on the phone organising for power, phone, internet etc to be cut off and finalised. Funny how these companies all fall over themselves to get you signed up but don't want to know about you leaving.

It has also been a frustrating and lonely two weeks on my own. But as frustrating and lonely as the time has been I know it will be worth it when I am finally moved and settled, not too much longer now. I will get some sleep tonight and will be on my way when I wake up. I can't wait for the very long drive ahead of me to be over with, but I know my excitement will only grow as each hour passes. My food arrives and with a groan of appreciation I take the first bite of my burger and savour the taste as I chew my way through it. I finish the last bite with a sigh, swallow the last of my coffee and head back to my unit.

A surge of renewed energy gets me through most of the cleaning and I am down to the last room. Which I can't really get into until the boxes have been moved. I check my watch and see that I still have an hour or so until the removalists are likely to turn up. So I pack my suitcases into my car, along with the other things that I'm not trusting the removalist to handle. I dig the current book I'm reading out of my tote bag and with a sigh I settle into the one piece of furniture that I'm keeping, my massage chair, and fall into the story.

A battle rages as the shape shifters fight to save one of their own. The hero desperate to rescue his unclaimed mate, all the while cursing himself for not claiming her sooner. His reluctance to do so leaving her at risk of kidnap. With a roar that is ripped from deep inside he forces his way through the mass of bodies, ripping and tearing at anyone who is stupid enough to get in his way. A body crashes into his back and he stumbles and goes down to one knee before he catches himself and lunges back up. A half shifted paw swipes for his head and he catches it before it can rip his face off. With a heave and a flick he breaks the appendage and ignores the bellow of pain as he resumes his quest to find his mate. He breaks open the locked door in front of him and looks into the room. Its lone occupant is not his mate. He pushes back into the corridor that is full of heaving bodies...

Startled, I jump when a knock sounds on the door and with my heart pounding I go to answer. The removalists are here and make quick work of packing my meagre belongings into their truck. I sign the forms they give me, checking that the delivery address is correct and that my contact details are up to date. With a final goodbye they take off and I turn to do the last bit of cleaning, wipe off a couple of scuff marks and run the vacuum over the carpet. A last walk through, a last check of wardrobes and cupboards and I look at the place that has been my home for the last time. I feel a bit ambivalent about leaving. This place has been home but the memories are neither overwhelmingly good or bad. The place had served my needs but I'd never been in love with it.

I gather up the last of my things as well as the vacuum and lock the door behind me. One more stop at the garbage bins, I throw a bag of rubbish into the bin and empty out the vacuum cleaner put it back together and wipe it off. I fish in my tote bag and pull out a roll of sticky tape and a plastic bag with the operating instructions and extra attachments as well as a note that reads: "I still work, very well. I need a new home. I'm yours to keep if you want me". I pull off a strip of tape and tape the bag, with the note on the outside, to the barrel of the vacuum. I put the vacuum on top of the bin and the bucket with the bottles of cleaning fluids next to it and head to my car. I fish my keys out of my tote, unlock the car and climb in, eager to get to the motel so I can shower and change out of my sweaty and grotty clothes.

I check in and collect the key to my room and drive my car to the park in front of my door. Gather my overnight bag and tote and let myself into my room for the night. I pull up short when I see the large room and the king sized bed in the middle of it, then I spot the connecting door to the neighbouring room. I check that it is locked and bolted then shrug before I dig out my wash bag and robe and strip off as I head into the bathroom. The bathroom surprises me as well, compact but luxurious with a multi-head shower inside a corner spa bath and I debate the merits of a massaging shower or a spa bath. The shower wins, I feel too grotty to have a bath and too tired to have a shower then the bath.

Putting my body wash, shampoo etc where I can reach them I grab a towel off the pile and put it near the door and with a sigh I turn the water on and step under the spray. I take my time scrubbing myself from head to foot, rinsing the sweat and grime of the day away. Then pick up my body oil and rub it into my skin, following the same path I did when I scrubbed myself and stand under the hot spray for a minute. One last rinse of my hair and I turn the water off and dry myself and wrap the robe around me.

Groaning at sore muscles I sit on the bed and flick on the TV before I pick up the restaurant list next to the phone. I debate about going out to eat but I'm too tired to be bothered so I turn over to the section with delivery services and scan through them as I listen to the news. Just as I reached for the phone there is a knock on the door and I sigh at the interruption and think about ignoring it but the knock sounds again, louder this time.

I swing my legs off the bed and heave myself up. I open the door the crack that the chain allows then cry out when I see who is standing on the other side. I slam the door shut then fling it open again before jumping at the man standing there. He catches me up into a toe curling kiss and walks me backward into the room and kicks the door shut behind him. I start bombarding him with questions when there is a knock on the connecting door.

He walks over and unlocks the door and opens it, again I fling myself at Dave and he, too, kisses me until my breath seizes and my pussy has gone liquid with need, before setting me back and telling me that dinner will get cold if we don't eat it now. He turns for a moment and comes back with his hands full of take away bags of Chinese food and a bottle of wine then laughs when my tummy growls at the yummy smells and they tell me they have gotten my favourites.

They quickly set out the food and I go back to asking the how and why and when of them being here and they talk as we start eating. The when turned out to be not long before they saw me pull into the motel, which was when they rang through the order for the take out. The how was by plane then taxi to the motel. Then the talk turned to their businesses and what they'd been doing for the past two weeks, catching me up with all the things that didn't get covered in our nightly phone calls. We eat and sip at our wine as the tension slowly builds between us. Our proximity to each other always turning to a heated sexual pull that we can never fight for long, that we have never wanted to fight.

As the tension built the conversation went quiet and we finished our meal and tidied up in silence. Gently they pulled me into the middle of the bed and stripped the robe off me and rolled me onto my belly. With firm movements they started massaging knotted muscles, one starting at my fingers the other at my feet. Together they worked their way to my torso, their fingers leaving me in a puddle of melting need. Muscles relaxed only to tense anew as the touches went from being therapeutic to being sensual. Slowly, sensually fingers stroked over me, touching and teasing until I moaned my need to them. And as they touched and teased they slowly undressed, losing shoes then socks, shirts and pants, one slow item at a time.

Still gentle, they rolled me over onto my back and the fingers continued their erotic assault. My hands reached for them, touching in turn, and for once they allowed it. As they ran their hands over me my fingers teased and fondled. Flicked and stroked their nipples and balls before I fisted their cocks and gently pulled as I ran my hands along their lengths. Heads bowed down and licked at my nipples before sucking them into their mouths, tongues laved at the taut peaks before teeth bit down and nipped. In unison they moved down, their hands going between my legs, pulling my thighs wide apart before fingers delved between my folds. I heard a click then lubed fingers rimmed my arse and gently pressed in as my body bucked up in welcome and need.

Slowly they stroked me and stretched me as I continued to play with their cocks and balls. Rubbing along the line down to their rears, and again they let me. I swallowed then asked for the lube, two heads came up and looked at me, then at each other and to my surprise it was passed to me. A glob of gel on each finger I reached back and slowly put pressure on the puckered openings. I felt them both freeze and their muscles stiffen and held my fingers still until they both relaxed again then slowly I pushed in further before pulling back then slowly pressing in again.

They kept their movements to match mine but a second then third finger was added to my rear as I was gently stretched. I pulled my fingers out then up over their balls and cocks before running back to their rears again. As they worked me, I worked them and was rewarded with their moans of need as they grew harder in my hands. My pussy dripped for them as they played with my arse and clit until I was a writhing mass of need.

Together they pulled away from me and moved me to the edge of the bed. Dave lay on his back and our Master helped lift me over him, my back to his front and guided his cock into my arse. I cried out as Dave thrust into me. My body going rigid as pain pounded me, then turned into a fireball of searing heat that shot through me and made my pussy squirt as I panted my way through it. My legs were draped on either side of Dave's and he spread his thighs wide. Opening me up so he could slide the rest of the way into me as he wrapped his arms around me.

Master stepped in close and fitted his cock to my pussy, his hands clenched my hips tight and he thrust in as hard as he could. I cried out again as he powered his way into me until he was as deep as he could go. He stopped to allow me to adjust and I groaned at how tight and full I was. At how much had I missed this over the past two weeks. Dave framed my breasts with his hands and offered them to the one topping us. He leaned down and suckled on one, then the other before standing up again. Dave moved his fingers to my nipples and started rubbing and pinching them and my body tried to twist between them.

Taking my movement as a signal they both started pumping into me. They started slowly, so slowly, allowing their cocks to slide gently in and out in opposite directions. As my nipples were gently tormented and sizzling waves of sensations were like lightning bolts zipping straight to my clit. I longed to move but was unable to do so and growled my growing need as the cocks filled me time and again. Pushing my need up and up as sensation balled deep inside me. Gradually they moved faster and harder and He brushed his thumb over my clit as his fingers played around where we were joined and down to the cock in my rear. I felt Dave jolt at whatever He was doing to him. It made my muscles clamp even tighter around them both.

My nerves fired as my need to cum started to rev into high gear. Sensing my growing need they started moving faster, fucking into me as they drove me up and up. Driving their own need higher as well. I felt Dave swell in my rear then He also swelled and jerked. Higher and higher I climbed as they ploughed into me. Fucking into me hard and fast and my pussy squirted for them again. I started to beg to be allowed to cum as the need clawed at me, "Please, please, please..." and they kept pushing me on and on. I was whimpering with the need that was eating at me when I felt them both swell again.

Dave moved my head to the side and bent to my neck and licked until he felt me respond when he hit the right spot and he sucked on me. The other moved his thumb back to my clit and started rubbing and I cried out as the need flashed into a firestorm. I felt them swell again then finally, "Cum for us princess". The order given in a hoarse rasp.

And at the order my body went rigid, every muscle straining as they pounded into me then Dave bit my neck hard, at the same time he pinched my nipples hard. Master pinched and tweaked my clit. My body bowed up and my breath caught in my throat as I was catapulted into a wild convulsive orgasm. I felt them both swell again as my body clamped down tight around them. I cried out at the pleasure/pain that ricocheted through me, then they both buried deep as they started to cum. Their cum pouring into me as my muscles milked them.

Time disappeared as we hung in that cloud of unbridled pleasure, our bodies fucking out their needs until I was boneless and senseless in their grasp. I felt them move me back into the middle of the bed then felt a warm wet cloth being run over me and between my legs but I was too exhausted to move or even open my eyes. The cloth was gone and hands moved me again and bodies snuggled me between them as a blanket was pulled up. I heard a murmured, "Sleep well, princess", as I fell into nothingness.

I woke in the dark, sandwiched between the two men, warm and contented. Where I belonged. A kiss was pressed to my head and another to my shoulder. I kissed the chest under my head and the hand that was draped over me.

"Time to get up baby", Master said as he kissed me again. "We have a long way to go today and I want to get out of the city before the traffic starts up". I snuggled in closer as his hoarse voice rasped through me.

I squinted as the bedside light was switched on and I looked up at Him. "Remember you asked why we were here and I didn't answer? Well, that's because we are driving back with you." He saw the shock cross my face and said, "You honestly didn't think we'd let you drive from one end of the country to the other on your own, did you!" His expression one of mock hurt.

I laughed as the love and happiness these men brought me bubbled up to the surface, the thought of spending several days alone with them was wonderful. I sobered my expression as I said, "Of course not, Master."

Two weeks later I sighed as the car swept into the drive and the gates swung open as we approached. Then closed behind us as we powered up the hill. My breath caught as The Castle came into view, the same way it had the first time I saw this place.

We had taken our time driving here, stopping along the way when we couldn't wait to reach that day's destination. Our need for each other demanding release way too often to allow for a fast drive. And the men weren't in a hurry either.

Today the sun shone down from its low angle in the sky, bathing the castle in soft yellow light, as it lowered into the west and our future seemed bathed in gold. We were home. We are together at last.

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Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope that you enjoyed it. Please feel free to leave comments and feedback I appreciate reading what you think. This is Part Two, Part Three will be coming soon. Unykorn