He slid in and out slowly then eased a second finger in, building my desire until I quivered with need. When he pulled them out, I almost cried. “No, don’t stop. Please. I want you inside me.”
“Then take my manhood.”
His thick cock pressed against my bottom hole. I panicked and tensed, crying out, as he kept going. It had been so long since they claimed me this way. He was so big. Bigger than I remembered.
He reached around me. Started running an oil-covered fingertip back and forth over my clit. My pussy spasmed, clenching around Jynn’s cock. I felt him pulse inside me and squeezed again, this time on purpose.
“Careful, little one,” Jynn growled, “or you’ll get fucked a lot harder.” He slid out a little, and I whimpered.
My whimper turned into a low moan when Jax eased his cock into my ass while he fondled my swollen clit.
Their gyron sizzled inside me, fueling dark desires. I pressed back against him, desperate for more. He eased out instead, as Jynn rocked his hips, thrusting back in.
The first wave hit. Poured through me, hot as molten lava. I screamed, clenching around him again as I spasmed.
Oooh! He pulled back, and Jax slid deeper. Stroking dark, forbidden places. Unlocking a savage lust.
I closed my eyes and surrendered. Opened my body and my heart to my Mates. Let the waves of passion build, each one carrying me higher. I let my mates rock me back and forth between them. Fill me. Fuck me. Love me.
Epilogue
Kyra
Deep voices boomed through the gathering room. A quartet of seven-foot-tall alien warriors singing a Christmas carol, led by my precious daughter, Ceres. She had on two necklaces, her mother-daughter medallion and the choker bearing the braided heart around her throat. We’d given it to her today, when we exchanged gifts with all our guests.
I stopped in the doorway with my tray of cookies, savoring the scene. Cass, Delta, and Saige clustered around Aliya, who sat in a soft leather chair pulled up near the tree.
Aartan was fussing over her. “Here, my love. I brought you a stool so you can put your feet up.”
She smiled and stroked his cheek. “I’m fine, my darling. The babies aren’t due for a few weeks. Why don’t you sit down on that stool and join us? We’re all having a marvelous time catching up.”
“You haven’t seen your friends for weeks. I don’t want to intrude.” He gave the others a fierce glare. “Don’t let her tire herself out.”
Her tinkling laugh rang out even over the song. “What you mean is you’d rather swap hunting tales with the other warriors than listen to girl talk.”
Aartan headed for a corner of the room, where my mates stood with the other warriors. Jax was idly twisting his ring around on his finger, looking down at it with a tiny grin playing at the corners of his mouth. I’d given my mates their special gifts as we cuddled together after making love on our little hideaway. He caught me watching him and gave me a smile that would have won my heart if he didn’t already have it.
He telegraphed a private message. I’ll never look at this ring without thinking of last night and how special it was. Thank you, Kyee-rha mine.
There he goes. Trying to prove he’s more romantic than I am. You always say the last fuck we had was the best one ever, Brother.
I grinned at Jynn, who’d joined in our silent conversation. Don’t worry, my love, I assured him. You’re both my strong, sexy heroes.
And they were. My heart swelled with happiness as I looked around. Zymex crystals glittered, their soft light reflecting off the glossy blue leaves of the tree. Friends filled the room. Some human, some Tharan, all dear to me. My family was safe and happy.
My family. After years of being alone, I had a loving family. Twin purple-skinned mates and an alien child with blue hair who called me Mama. We’d been brought together by Fate, beings from different worlds halfway across the galaxy.
It wasn’t snowing outside. My tree didn’t look anything like the one in the pictures I remembered. We feasted on roast orax instead of turkey. The quartet had given up caroling, and a Tharan warrior chant echoed off the rafters.
It was a perfect Christmas.
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Rescuing Their Mate
A Dark Sci-Fi Alien Romance
Tharan Warrior Ménage Book 8
By Kallista Dane
Prologue
Lyam
Her scent poured through me with every breath. A tantalizing aroma, sweet human pheromones carrying the promise of feminine arousal.
I moved closer. Warily, as I did when stalking a norendaal stag. She seemed oblivious to my presence, bending over at the waist to pluck a brilliant-colored flower I didn’t recognize. She wore only a scrap of cloth tied around her hips, the scrap so short I feasted my eyes on the shapely rounded globes of her bare ass.
I could feel the gyron pouring through my veins. My cock stiffened.
We’d been following her through the jungle for the better part of an hour. Studying the way she moved, familiarizing ourselves with her distinctive scent. By now, I was certain I could pick her out of a crowd, even if that luscious body was sheathed in the head-to-toe shapeless sacks worn by females from the neighboring planet of Hiburnia.
Fortunately, she was on Eridanuus, where apparently both climate and custom made clothing almost unnecessary. So I could admire the way her lush white breasts with their pink-tipped nipples swayed as she walked. The way thick golden-brown hair poured over her shoulders and down the creamy white expanse of her back.
We’d been told human females grew hair in another place as well. Right where their thighs came together. Not long flowing strands like on their heads. Tight little patches of curls, the others told us, that would capture and hold the tantalizing scent of a dripping wet pussy.
“When you first smell it, you’ll go wild,” Zandyr confided. “There’s no love potion as powerful as the odor of a human pussy for getting a cock rock-hard in nanoseconds. You’ll have all you can do to keep from ripping her clothes off and claiming her right then. Lucky for us, a human female will react just as strongly to our gyron. If she’s a biological match, that is.”
We’d been studying Jazmin for weeks now. Even going to the trouble of learning a few phrases in her Earther language, though Delta assured us the Tellex chip inserted behind her right ear would seamlessly translate our words for her from Tharan to English. Still, we wanted to put her at ease as quickly as possible. We might have only minutes to spirit her away without being caught, and we couldn’t risk having her cry out in alarm and alert the tribe.
But I’d been teased and tantalized long enough. Today. my little head ruled my big one, and I was determined to see that mythical mass of curls.
Not such a little head, Brother. Mine is huge, and we’re identical twins.
I grinned at Levhon. When you’re right, you’re right.
Being able to communicate silently with my brother was one advantage of hailing from the world of Tharon. Every male on our planet, whether a sentient being or the lowliest life form, was born with a twin. We share a Bond far stronger than those I’d heard about from identical siblings on other worlds. We don’t just mirror each other physically. Alien twins might like the same things, be drawn to the same pursuits. For us, it goes much deeper. We can pick up each other’s thoughts, making speech unnecessary between us. Not only that. With our bond, what I see, feel, touch, even taste – Lev does as well.
If one of us is attracted to a female, the other is, too. So, I knew right now his cock was as hard as mine.
Yes, Brother, being so near her is making my manhood throb just like yours. We could get a peek at her pussy hair. No one would ever know.
Lev was right. We were alone here in the jungle, except for the female. And though I doubted such an action would be sanctioned by our commanding officer, our instructions hadn’t specifically forbidden it.
There was no need to plan our attack. We went into the same mode we used when we hunted together back home, my twin circling around to her left while I headed in from the right. When he knew I’d gotten close enough, he drew her attention, rustling the branches around him.
Her head shot up immediately, and she scanned the bushes then went back to gathering blossoms. I cursed under my breath. We’d hoped she would dart away. Swiftly, sending her lower garment flapping in the breeze and giving us our first glimpse of human pussy,
I moved in closer on the right and tossed a pebble at a nearby tree. But instead of directing her attention in that direction, she whirled around as though seeking the source of the missile.
Suddenly, we were face to face. Her eyes widened, and she drew in a breath, as if preparing to scream. I acted on instinct. Yanked her forward and pinned her against my body, one hand around her waist and the other firmly clapped over her mouth.
She froze for a moment then fear galvanized her into action. She fought, clawing at me, writhing in my arms like a giant sibola.
“Don’t be afraid, Jazmin,” I whispered against her ear. “We’re not going to hurt you. Cass sent us. Commander Reynolds. We’re going to take you back to the Luna.”
I had to repeat the words several times before they penetrated. I could tell the moment she processed what I said. She stopped struggling but every muscle in her body was tense, poised to strike out at me again.
I didn’t blame her. After all she’d been through, she was smart not to trust anyone, especially an alien stranger who’d just grabbed her and was holding her captive, no matter what he said.
Having her pressed tight against my body with her naked ass nestled into my crotch was more than I could bear. I gave in to temptation and ran my hand along her skin. Warm, creamy white. A stark contrast to my own.
And all that hair. Thick waves cascading halfway down her back. I couldn’t resist touching a strand that had fallen across her breast, marveling at the texture of it. She’d whipped my bare chest with her hair when she struggled to get free. My body tingled where the delicate wisps touched it. I drew in my breath as the tingling turned into sparks of fire dancing over my skin.
The powerful sensation drove all rational thought from my mind. My gyron took over, and I let go of her waist to cup one of her breasts, marveling at the softness. Unlike the females of some alien species I’d encountered, she had only two.
Lev’s voice in my head intruded. One for each of us.
I ignored him, lost in a haze of pure lust.
Her body was small by Tharan standards, her head barely reaching my shoulder. But the breast was firm and full, and the nipple drew into a little peak as I ran my thumb over it, just as the nipple of a female from our world would.
My hand moved lower, stroking her abdomen. I could feel well-defined muscle underneath the sleek skin. I stopped when I reached the narrow band of cloth around her hips.
Take it off her, Brother.
No longer trying to hide, Levhon had stepped out of the bushes and was coming toward us. I slipped my hand under the scrap of cloth to do as he asked. She’d fastened it together at one hip with a knot. When I worked it loose with my fingers, the garment fell away. My brother’s eyes flared.
Our fellow warriors didn’t lie. Humans have hair down below, too, just like they told us. There’s a tight patch of dark curls right where her legs come together.
He fell to his knees in front of her, his face inches from her pussy, breathed in, and closed his eyes.
Does it smell as good as they said?
He shook his head then looked up and shot me a grin. Better.
My hands moved of their own accord. Left her hip and her mouth to slide between her thighs. To my shock, I felt the slick juices of arousal.
Taste her, Brother. Taste her for me, I urged.
Blindly feeling my way, I parted the thatch of curls with the fingers of both hands so Lev could lick her sweet nectar. Her body shuddered against mine as he lapped at her. I felt another surge of gyron as the taste exploded in my mouth. Dark, musky, yet strangely familiar. My cock jerked to attention. Though my mind said she was a stranger, an alien, my body recognized this female. Responded to her as powerfully as if I was the one kneeling at her feet, paying homage to her pussy with my tongue.
Paying homage? Since when did you become so formal?
There were times when my brother could be a real jambora.
Shut up and lick her. Or take my place, and I will, I snapped as wave after wave of raw hunger poured through my veins. I hungered to taste her again.
Gladly. Lev ducked his head, and I felt his tongue brush against my fingers where they spread the lips of her pussy apart. Slowly, he licked along her slit. Her juices flowed, coating my fingers. Filling my lungs with every breath I took. The combination of scent and taste aroused me even more, and I pressed the iron-hard shaft of my cock into the cleft between her ass cheeks.
Lev fastened his mouth on the tiny bud that was the center of her passion. Her body trembled, and she rocked her hips back against my raging hard-on. Though her mouth was uncovered, she didn’t scream for help as I’d feared.
Instead I heard her moan, a low sound torn from deep in her throat. So shocking I ripped off my helmet without thinking.
The real world rushed back in. A dizzying mix of sight and sound and bright artificial light, overwhelming my senses after the soothing silence and dappled shade of the jungle.
An angry buzzing came from the desinilator in front of us. It looked like I’d yanked a few wires loose that connected me to the equipment when I tore my helmet off. Red and yellow lights blinked frantically on a control panel in the adjoining lab, where the technician operating the machine was shielded behind a clear iridium shield.
“What happened?” Mynn’s voice boomed from behind the shield. Agitated.
I blinked, unable to speak or even think clearly.
“We experienced a slight malfunction. An anomaly intrusion. Probably nothing serious, but we decided to err on the side of caution and abort. Don’t want some alien slime-threads burrowing into our minds.”
Beside me, Lev had taken off his helmet as well. He levered himself into an upright position on the reclining sensor pad and gave our holgraphic technician Mynn a conspiratorial grin. “I think my brother was afraid he’d start confessing his darkest desires while he was under. Just between us, ever since he heard Delta’s stories about Borvaan, he’s had fantasies of fucking that courtesan in Lord Axum’s harem. You know, the one so huge Zandyr said she could pleasure three or four Tharan warriors at once in various ways without any of them knowing the others were there. I think Delta said her name is Neema.”
Thanks, Brother.
Lev acknowledged my message, inclining his head a fraction of an inch. You’re welcome. Now, pull yourself together. If Mynn gets any inkling of what we were doing at the end of the session, we could get booted off the mission. And now that I’ve seen her, touched her, I’d storm the gates of the seventh hell to get another taste of that sweet human pussy.
I went with the cover story my twin had provided, feigning embarrassment over having my dirty secret exposed. “Don’t talk about Neema that way! Besides, I’m sure Zandyr was exaggerating. I don’t mind a little extra padding on a female. As far as I’m concerned, the more there is of her, the more there is to love.”
We managed to divert Mynn from asking any questions about the abrupt end of our session by changing the subject, taking turns reminiscing about our filthiest encounters with alien females at a Rapture Dome we’d visited on our last leisure. He and his twin, Madros, were the youngest warriors on the Gemini. This was their first mission, and they hadn’t racked up enough rotation cycles to earn a leisure yet, so he was fascinated by tales of the unusual physical attributes of some of the alien pleasure workers. Not to mention their often surprising abilities.
“And then there was one whose pussy would tigh
ten down on you and vibrate while you fucked it. I swear to the Holy Ones she squeezed my cock so hard it changed shape permanently. After I came, it was barely half as big around as it was when it went in. Of course, I had plenty of girth to spare. And on the plus side, now it’s eight runits longer than my brother’s!”
I gave Lev a sharp glance. How did he manage to pull a story like that out of his ass on the spur of the moment? I was still shaky from what had happened and here he was concocting tales that were obviously nothing but jambora shit. Though I thought I knew him as well as I knew myself, sometimes my twin amazed me. He had Mynn practically begging for more filthy details, the readout from the desinilator forgotten.
And I had time to think. We’d been in and out of the program for weeks now, but nothing like this had ever happened before. I held her trembling body in my arms. Heard the low moan of a female deep in the throes of passion. How in the name of all the gods had the holgraph created in our lab become so real that we could feel the warmth of her skin, sample the sweet, dark taste of her pussy? Bring her to the edge of orgasm?
Chapter One
Jazmin
I sagged against a tree trunk, shaking all over.
Sweet Goddess, it had happened again. This time stronger than ever before. One minute I was bending over, collecting samples of a flowering plant I’d never seen before. The next I was panting and moaning as though the hands and tongue roaming over my body were real.
I knew what Kyra would say. You’re ready to come from an imaginary tongue? That’s a sign it’s been way too long. Girl, you need to get laid!
Rescuing Their Mate
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