His Carnal Need (Xylon Warriors 2)

by Ruth D. Kerce

  “Ah!”

  What a sight! Completely at their mercy, with him in control. Erik’s dick hardened painfully, and he lowered his mouth to her pussy once more.

  With Torque tugging the chain, Kam restraining her, Erik licking and sucking her clit, and Braden’s fingers up her ass, Leila felt just like their sex slave, as Torque had said before, and as she’d felt in the bed earlier when they’d worked her over sexually. Yes. She let go and allowed it all to happen, complete sexual surrender.

  Torque leaned down and whispered against her lips. “You’re gorgeous. And you enjoy being held down, don’t you? I know you do, babe.”

  “I wouldn’t—”

  “Shh.” He licked her lips. “You love getting gang-fucked by men you can trust. Don’t deny it.” He jerked the nipple chain harder.

  “Oh!” He was right. She couldn’t deny it. She did feel hot, and needy, and safe, and oh-so wet.

  Erik’s lips and tongue consumed her in a way that made her feel like he believed her pussy belonged to him. And Braden pumped his fingers inside her ass with wild abandon, back and forth, pushing deep.

  So good.

  Tugging only gently on the chain, now, to stretch her nipples, Torque whispered against her mouth, “Erik is going to ride you hard, babe. I can’t wait to watch him drill that sexy, wet cunt of yours. That’s what you’ve always secretly wanted, right, for him to fuck you, while others watched? That’s why you really still go to the Joining Parties, hoping he’ll push the issue and make you submit in front of everyone. Admit it.” He pulled harder on the chain. “Admit it!”

  Her answer was a scream as she came. Vaguely, she heard Kam and Braden praising and encouraging her. Her pleasure rose and peaked, then slowly ebbed to a mild tremor.

  Torque released the nipple clamps. She groaned at the flood of hot sensation. His mouth covered one nipple then the next, sucking gently.

  Erik sat back, watching her reactions. Just knowing his eyes were on her made her feel sexy and desired. Her eyes remained locked with his until Braden moved and blocked her view. He licked at her lips as Torque had done earlier, but he didn’t kiss her. He tugged open his pants.

  Oh, my!

  Torque and Braden held their cocks in their hands and fisted themselves like crazy. Torque was completely naked, looking like some fierce, barbaric Warrior from Xylon’s history. Braden simply knelt over her with his pants undone and pushed down to his knees.

  “We’re going to come on you,” Torque panted.

  Come on her? The idea had never appealed to her before, nor had she ever allowed a man to shoot his semen on her, but…

  “Touch me,” Torque said. “Anywhere. I need to feel your fingers on me.”

  Anywhere? Unable to resist the once in a lifetime opportunity, and needing to do something totally unexpected, she reached up and slapped Torque’s tight ass. He’d feel that.

  “Hey!” he protested, but with a deep, pleasure-filled groan. After a moment, he said, “Do Braden.”

  Braden’s eyes widened.

  She complied and smacked Braden’s sexy ass, which got an equally deep moan from him. One at a time, she slapped them hard. Over and over. Now they’d both know how a spanking felt, in case they’d never been on the receiving end.

  “Oh, damn!” Braden shouted. “That’s good. Ah!” He came over her breasts.

  Torque shouted and came too, his semen shooting over her stomach. “Ahhh!”

  They squeezed and shook their dicks, spilling everything they had onto her body.

  Somehow an action she’d once found unappealing seemed strangely erotic to her. The sheer ecstasy and satisfaction on their faces made the act worthwhile. They stayed on their knees beside her, breathing heavily, their heads down.

  When Braden finally did raise his head, his look of ecstasy changed to one of guilt. He jerked up his pants.

  Leila felt bad for him. She understood his thoughts and feelings without asking. “I know you love Alexa, Braden.”

  “Yes, I do. More than anything.” His eyes reflected his inner turmoil. “I just got this strange feeling, like I was betraying her.”

  “Hey,” Torque said, getting Braden’s attention. “This is our way,” he continued, his voice low and soft.

  “It takes nothing away from what you have with Alexa, brother.”

  “I know.” He nodded. “I just hope she feels the same.”

  A lump caught in Leila’s throat. Braden was a good man. She believed that with all her heart. If he truly thought Alexa wouldn’t understand, she doubted he’d have even shown up tonight. The other three could have done this without him, most likely. Though, Braden had been a stabilizing force tonight. He’d known when she was suffering, before the others noticed. She was truly grateful he was here.

  Torque leaned down and whispered against her mouth, “Loved the spanking. I’ve never been given one before. Not even when I deserved one.” He chuckled. “You are one hot fuck, babe. Erik’s a lucky man.”

  She didn’t say anything, but she did reach up and stroke his cheek. His eyes widened briefly, and he cleared his throat. She’d obviously surprised him. Probably, he hadn’t been shown a lot of tenderness from women. That saddened her. He might have turned into a less abrasive man, if he had. But apparently he did understand that something special bound her and Erik together.

  After Braden and Torque got to their feet, Erik knelt beside her. “Now, you’re all mine.” He leaned over and kissed her deeply, briefly tangling his tongue with hers before pulling back. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

  That’s the last thing she remembered, until some time later. She lay on the soft floor, amid a pile of pillows, with her eyes closed. Her body felt worn out, and her mind foggy. Someone had finally cleaned the cum off her. She wasn’t sure who, but from his extra gentle touch, she suspected Erik was the one.

  She didn’t have the energy to open her eyes to look.

  The chemicals had almost worn off. She felt it. Her body was no longer on fire. She could probably make it through the rest of the night now just fine.

  “One more wave, gentlemen,” Erik said. “This is the last, then we’ll call it a night.”

  She whimpered. “Again?” Her voice came out so low she doubted anyone even heard her. She remembered Torque’s words about Erik fucking her and wondered if they were true. How could Torque know Erik’s intentions unless they pre-planned this entire event? Or maybe Erik had simply stated his desire to the rest of them earlier.

  Someone turned her onto her stomach. She seemed to drift in and out of awareness. Pillows were shoved under her hips. She felt her ass spread open and something warm and gooey was pushed up inside her. She raised her ass slightly and got spanked in return. “Ouch.”

  “Stay still,” Erik ordered her.

  Someone’s hand, she thought probably Erik’s, spanked her a second time. Harder. She squealed, and someone chuckled. Torque? When another sharp blow landed on her butt, she squirmed. Her ass was still sensitive from the last spanking. “Enough!” The next person who spanked her tender ass was going to get kicked in the groin.

  She felt her cheeks spread again and pressure against her hole. The head of a cock pushed into her ass and slid deep. The sensation was incredible. She rubbed her nipples against the floor’s soft fibers, not sure who was inside her, but she loved the tight fit, and the way all her nerve endings screamed out for more.

  “Oh, yes. Fuck my ass.” Almost ashamed to admit, even to herself, she didn’t care who was fucking her right now. She just knew that she loved the feeling.

  The in-and-out motion increased, faster and faster.

  “Yeah, Erik!” Torque practically cheered. “Give her all you’ve got.”

  Erik was up her ass! Yes! His cock felt more intense than the anal dildo, or Braden’s fingers, or even Kam’s tongue. He filled her completely, stretching her asshole. She moved her bottom in rhythm with his thrusts. Knowing he was the one inside her increased her pleasure so much more.
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  “Look at her,” Torque said. “She loves getting her ass fucked. Pump that butthole good, Erik. Make her scream the roof off.”

  “Shut up, Torque,” Braden said.

  “You’re breaking the mood,” Kam complained.

  Nothing could break the mood for her. She loved this. Erik knew what she needed, and exactly how she needed it.

  Erik grunted, fucking her hard. As his hips pumped against her, he pushed aside her hair and licked the back of her neck in one long stroke.

  Leila shuddered. She couldn’t help but wonder if he wanted to Brand her. The mark was placed on the back of the neck of a female by a male, through a special implant in the man’s mouth, at the moment they both orgasmed. Such a Brand meant they were bound together for eternity.

  “Someday,” he whispered in her ear.

  She sucked in a sharp breath and almost came right then. He knew her thoughts! Or maybe he’d licked her neck on purpose, knowing the direction her mind would take. Did he mean what his actions implied?

  Or was this just another Erik tease? Certainly, he wouldn’t play around with such an important subject, simply to get the reaction and cooperation out of her that he wanted.

  “Clip her clit, Braden,” Erik ordered.

  “Oh, shit, yeah,” Torque said. “She’ll go nuts.”

  Her clit? She groaned. If the clip felt anything like the ones used on her nipples, she didn’t know if she could take the intensity.

  Erik rolled onto his side, taking her with him. “Get ready for the sensation of your life, baby.” He drew one of her legs over his hip, while Braden retrieved the proper clip from the case.

  Braden knelt in front of them. He held her pussy open wide with the fingers of one hand and stimulated her clit with his finger.

  “Ah, oh. That’s so good, Braden.” She wanted Erik more than anyone, but if she had to choose a threesome, she’d pick Braden. He knew just how to excite a woman, or at least her. He and Erik made a good team.

  A grin tugged at his lips, but he didn’t say anything.

  Erik lightly pumped his hips. “Make sure she’s extended, so it doesn’t slip off.”

  After a few more flicks, Braden tugged gently on her clit, then clipped the fleshy bud. “Done.”

  When the clamp closed around her, she tensed. The object contained little wave tips on the inside which moved back and forth, stimulating her on all sides at the same time. “Ah, ah, ah.” She’d known of the clamp’s existence, but had never used one.

  Erik rolled her onto her stomach. She gasped as his cock pushed deep. In Braden’s hand, she spotted a remote control.

  “Turn it on medium,” Erik ordered.

  With the added power, the normal waving of the tips increased. The stimulators attacked her clit, the feeling ten times stronger than when her nipples were clamped. Pleasure vibrated to every pore of her body. “Oh!”

  Erik moved his hips slowly, pumping his cock deeply, then more shallowly. “Keep increasing the stimulation, Braden. A little at a time.”

  “Doing it now.”

  “Wait!” Leila jerked. “Too much! I can’t take any more.” Her body began to shake, and she couldn’t catch her breath.

  “Yes, you can,” Erik told her, moving faster and harder now against her ass. “Relax. Take my cock and don’t fight the clip.”

  “The feeling of both is too intense.” She bucked beneath him. “Ahh!”

  “Scream! Let it out,” Erik ordered, holding her down and fucking her ass like crazy. “Show me how much you love this.”

  “Yeah!” Torque said. “Fuck her, Erik.”

  “Yes. Yes! Yes!” Her body climaxed, and her asshole tightened around his cock.

  “Oh, yeah, Leila!” Erik shouted, his voice full of excitement. “Again, come again!”

  “Come on, Leila,” Kam said.

  “Yes!” She came hard, the feeling incredible.

  “That’s right, baby. Keep coming.”

  After two more orgasms of intense, mind-blowing pleasure, she collapsed. Breathing heavily, she felt perspiration trickling down her body. Erik pulled out of her ass and turned her onto her back.

  What an experience! She watched him tear off a protective covering from his still-hard cock, as Braden gently removed the clip from her clit.

  “You did good,” Braden said, his voice low and tender.

  “Thank you,” she said, the words popping out of her mouth unexpectedly. She wasn’t sure if she was actually thanking Braden, Erik, or both of them.

  Erik’s eyes darkened, and his facial expression turned intense. “That’s how a great ass-fucking feels, Leila. Now, it’s time for your cunt to get the same treatment.”

  She gasped at his language and the way his body visibly tensed.

  “You’re getting fucked the way I’ve wanted to do you, and you’ve needed doing, for way too long.”

  With a primitive look—one she didn’t recognize from him—he pushed Braden aside and shoved her thighs wide. He positioned himself between her legs and, with a deep growl, thrust his naked cock fiercely up her pussy.

  “Oh!” She arched into him.

  Without giving her time to adjust to his length and width, he pumped her pussy with solid, deep, forceful strokes. “Yeah! How’s that feel, baby?”

  Her whole body vibrated from the anal orgasms she still hadn’t recovered from, and now Erik was fucking her pussy as if he’d never get another chance. So good. So right. So perfect. Her body shook and trembled. “Erik! Oh, yes! Harder! Harder! Do it!” Inside her was right where he belonged. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails into his shoulders, holding on for dear life. She never wanted this to end.

  The others stood back and watched, just as Torque had said they would. She briefly made eye contact with each of them. Seeing their excitement in watching Erik wildly ram his cock into her pussy increased her own pleasure.

  Her hips pumped up against him, fucking him back with more need and enthusiasm than she’d ever felt for a man. “Erik, take what you need from me. Show me what you want, what your most erotic desire is.

  I’ll give it to you. Anything.”

  The other men groaned.

  He whispered in her ear, flicking his tongue lightly against her skin. “Later, when we’re alone, I’ll tell you my most secret, carnal need.” His hips moved more rapidly now, drilling her fast and hard, like a machine.

  “Yes!” She undulated beneath him, moving her body like a woman starved for a man, because she was starved. For this man. And she wanted to know all his secrets, sexual and otherwise.

  “Man, she’s like a sex-crazed animal,” Torque said.

  “That’s what happens when a woman doesn’t get enough cock,” Braden responded.

  “Or when she’s fallen in lo—” Kam stopped mid-sentence and cleared his throat, not finishing his observation.

  Their conversation was lost on her. She fully focused on Erik now, not caring what anyone else said or did. As far as she was concerned, the two of them were alone in the room.

  Erik slowed down, panting heavily from his exertion. He moved almost gently inside her now. “Come, Leila. Come for me.” He stroked her cheek. “Let me see you explode. Just for me. One more time.”

  “I want you to explode, too,” she said. She squeezed her internal muscles around his cock. “Come inside me.”

  “Oh, Leila. Ah!” His hips jerked forward, moving faster again. “Yeah, baby! I’m coming!”

  Erik climaxed, and his semen filled her pussy. Nothing had ever felt so good to her. Now, he was a part of her forever. She screamed his name over and over as her muscles tightened, and her body climaxed in response, milking his cock.

  After he finished coming, he collapsed on top of her. She bore his weight, too tired to move. A few moments later, when their breathing returned to somewhat normal, he shifted his body weight and kissed her deeply, brushing her tongue with his.

  She accepted his tongue—would accept anything he wanted from her. S
he’d never felt so completely satisfied by sex, or anything else, in her life. Not only was her body sated, but her mind as well. Now, she felt like no boundaries held her back from the life she wanted and needed to live as a female Xylon Warrior.

  * * * * *

  Josella sat in the back of the orbiter, looking at Pitch and the two female Warriors. She didn’t recognize the women, but presumably they were the sisters of the new Warrior Leader, according to Pitch. She knew they ranked as Class 1 Warriors from the markings on their jackets. They hadn’t said much to her, other than to bark a few orders. Obviously, they didn’t want to be here. She heard the wind swirling outside from the approaching storm. Rain and sand. She felt relieved to be inside. She’d been unsheltered and mud-soaked before. Not a pleasant experience.

  The women tromped out of the orbiter, looking surly.

  “What’s going on?” she asked Pitch.

  “The orbiter sustained some damage while we were out looking for you. One of the gangs must have come across it and tried to gain entry. I can’t blame them. I’d do most anything to get off this moon, too.”

  “Are we going to be able to take off?”

  “We’re working on it.”

  “I assume I’m being blamed for this.” From the look on the women’s faces, she did not feel safe with her situation.

  He smiled. “Not by me. We’ll have to wait out the storm. The sand is already clogging our external systems. We’ll need to do a full flush. Our timing wasn’t so good. I checked the weather before we orbited. Nothing notable showed up on tracking. This freak storm came out of nowhere.”

  “A lot of freak storms happen here.”

  “So I understand. The atmosphere isn’t stable.” He turned to a control panel and flipped some switches.

  “Don’t worry about it.”

  How could she not worry, especially when she wasn’t sure about these three who basically held her captive? She didn’t recognize any of them. Nor did the name Braden Koll sound familiar, but then she couldn’t really judge anything by that. When she’d left Sunevia, she’d lived atop on Xylon and never much followed the military or political goings on, even though her sister held a Class 1 rank. She did know of Laszlo, of course. And a handful of others.