by Opal Carew
Did they really expect her to accept Casey as her mate? Would she be punished if she refused?
Would Casey force her into a sexual relationship?
She pursed her lips, remembering how Casey had closed up. No, she didn’t really think the other woman would resort to that. She had looked angry, but despite the woman’s aura of strength, Jenna had sensed vulnerability. Had she been hurt by Jenna’s rejection?
Jenna stood up and paced the room.
She needed sexual relief and her only option was to turn to Casey. And she had to admit that she felt an attraction to the woman. She shook her head. But these feelings were too foreign to her.
All she knew was that continuing to deny the demands of her frenetic hormones would be sheer torture. That snippet of a scene watching Crystal with a cock in her mouth had triggered powerful lust in Jenna. She really wanted to feel a cock inside her mouth, then inside her body.
Overcome by need, she found the panel on the table beside the bed and flicked buttons until the scene changed. She kept flicking until Crystal reappeared, now kneeling in front of Terrien, her hand wrapped around his cock, the tip in her mouth. Jenna’s breath caught at the sight.
Terrien’s shirt was torn open, exposing his broad sexy chest. Crystal was practically naked in skimpy panties, a garter belt, and a tiny demi bra that totally revealed her rigid nipples.
He grasped Crystal’s shoulders and pulled her to her feet, then merged his lips with hers.
Jenna plumped up the pillows and sat down on the bed. As she watched, Terrien cupped Crystal’s soft, round breast, making Jenna’s own breasts ache. She settled back and ran her hands over her soft mounds, the tight nipples peaking into her palms.
She licked her lips at the sight of Crystal’s hand gliding up and down Terrien’s shaft. It was so thick and hard. Jenna longed to reach out and touch it. Even more, she yearned to have it slide inside her.
He seemed to swell more as he glided between Crystal’s fingers and Crystal pumped more enthusiastically.
Jenna tweaked her aching nipples, heat thrumming through her body as she watched.
“I want you inside me right now,” Crystal murmured.
Excitement skittered through Jenna.
Terrien groaned. Slowly and steadily, he backed her to the wall and kissed her again. Crystal leaned back and opened her legs, then guided his cock along the smooth skin of her taut stomach and across the silk of her panties. The fabric of the crotch parted.
Jenna felt a surge of lust, as Terrien pressed his huge cockhead against Crystal’s wet opening. He groaned softly, burying his face in her hair.
Jenna pulled at her evening gown, tugging it up her legs and thrusting it aside, then pushing her fingers inside her panties until she found her own slick flesh.
He eased forward slowly, allowing his cockhead to push into Crystal’s softness just a little. Jenna’s head spun as she imagined that big cock pressing into her.
“Oh, shove it in, baby,” Crystal murmured against his ear. “I want to feel that beautiful hard cock of yours driving into me.”
Oh, God, yes. Jenna wanted that, too. She held her breath, waiting for him to penetrate Crystal, but Terrien only eased forward a little more. Crystal wrapped her hands around his buttocks and tried to pull him into her, but he continued filling her a little at a time.
Crystal sucked in a breath as he filled her deeper and deeper. Her lips played along the side of his neck murmuring soft, encouraging sounds.
Jenna moaned, her passage aching as she imagined his big cock driving into her.
Finally, he was fully immersed. He tipped up Crystal’s chin and claimed her lips in a potently erotic kiss. When he released her, she gasped for air. His gaze locked on hers as he drew back, then he slid forward, impaling her again.
Jenna flicked her clit and gasped at the intense pleasure bursting through her.
Crystal wrapped her arms around his shoulders, dragging in deep breaths as he drew back and glided forward several more times. She pivoted forward and back with his movements.
He spiraled his hips against hers, then cupped her buttocks and lifted her. Crystal wrapped her legs around him and arched forward, gasping as his cock pushed even deeper inside her.
Crystal tightened her legs around him, her body arching against him, her face taut.
“Relax, sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear.
“Fuck me. Oh, God, fuck me hard.”
He began to move, driving that big cock of his deep inside her. Again and again. She whimpered as he kept plunging into her. Jenna rubbed her clit rapidly, feeling her own pleasure build. As she slid inside her wet opening, she couldn’t help imagining Casey lying on the bed beside her, her legs open wide, stroking herself. Jenna would slide between her legs and lean forward…
Oh, God, no. She clamped her eyelids closed, trying to push the image aside, but then Crystal cried out, “God, please just fuck me. I’m so close.”
Terrien thrust deep into her, pounding her against the wall. Jenna moaned, imaging that huge cock driving into her. He thrust deep again, pinning Crystal to the wall, then stormed her mouth. He began to move again, driving in deep and hard.
“Oh, my God, I’m coming.”
Jenna pumped her fingers deep inside her. Pleasure stormed through her in a rising swell.
As Crystal moaned in the background, Jenna surged over the edge, released into a powerful climax.
She slumped on the bed and quickly turned the channel back to the empty bedroom beyond. Except the room wasn’t empty. Casey lay on the bed, her own legs open, her fingers buried inside herself, her eyes closed.
Oh, God, she’d been masturbating, too. She still was, actually. Jenna’s finger hovered over the button to change the view, but she froze, watching Casey’s finger slide over her damp, intimate flesh. Her severe features had softened to an expression of vulnerability as she pleasured herself.
In fascination, Jenna realized Casey was experiencing an orgasm right now. Her face was absolutely beautiful, captured in a moment of bliss. Casey moaned, a low, quiet sound, then sank back into her cushions, her expression peaceful.
Casey rested only a moment before opening her eyes. They widened, then she flicked a button on the panel beside her. She pushed herself from the bed and snatched her uniform from the floor, then flew from the room.
Jenna’s face flamed. Did Casey know Jenna had been watching her?
Casey’s heart pounded as she hurried into the living room, then tugged her uniform on, her cheeks still heated. Had the Earth woman known Casey had been watching her?
Casey was disciplined and strong willed and knew that she shouldn’t have succumbed to the desire to watch Jenna, but the beautiful sight of her stroking her body, her face glowing with pleasure had been so arousing Casey hadn’t been able to help herself. If Jenna had been from Casey’s world, there would be no problem, but Jenna’s people had a different comfort level with respect to sex. Jenna needed to know that Casey respected that. She had blown it big time.
She paced the room as she fastened the buttons of her jacket. She glanced in the mirror on the entrance wall and smoothed her long ponytail, then gave her uniform a critical review to ensure everything was in proper order. She sucked in a deep breath.
Jenna already had a huge issue with trusting Casey. Of course she would, since she’d been kidnapped from her world. This would make it all that much harder to win her trust.
In general, Casey knew Jenna was sweet and accepting, but she also sensed in her a strong determination to go after what she wanted.
And Jenna wanted a man.
Casey stared at herself in the mirror seeing the uncertainty and pain in her violet eyes. She lifted her chin and pulled her shoulders back, clearing her face of all emotion.
Then she strode to the door and stepped into the hall.
There weren’t many crewmen about at this time. Most were at their stations. The lucky ones who had a tanash’ae on board were busy spend
ing time with them. As she should be.
She hurried along the hallway, not exactly sure where she was going, just certain that she had to find some way to stay busy and take her mind off her own tanash’ae.
She turned a corner and continued striding, her emotions in turmoil. Then she felt hands on her shoulders and someone pushed her against the wall. His mouth took hers before she had a chance to react.
His tongue drove deep as he tasted her heartily, like a man too long deprived.
When he finally released her mouth, he gazed at her with his wonderfully familiar dark amber eyes.
“Darrick, what are you doing?” she breathed.
“I’m kissing the woman I love.”
Tears threatened to swell in her eyes, but she held them back with her steel will.
“We can’t do this,” she protested. “You know that. My tanash’ae is here on the ship.”
“You thought I was your tanash’ae once.” He tipped her chin up, his amber eyes locked on hers. “And I still believe it.”
She shook her head. “We can’t question nata’tai.”
“We can and I do.”
She curled her fingers around Darrick’s shoulders and gently pressed him back.
“I’m sorry, I can’t have this discussion with you now.” Her head ached and the last thing she needed was to rehash this discussion with him.
Concern filled his eyes as he scanned her face.
“What is it?” He tipped his head. “And why aren’t you with your Earthling right now?”
Her lips compressed. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Actually, she did. Darrick was the one person she’d always been able to depend on. To tell her deepest secrets to. To share her pain with.
Darrick had always been the one who could help her make things right.
But that relationship was denied to her now.
She had known him her whole life. They’d grown up in the same small town, become best friends and later lovers. Everyone, including she and Darrick believed they were tanash’aei. No one had been more shocked when she’d first felt the pull of attraction to the Earth woman. How could she and Darrick not be meant for each other? Had it just been wishful thinking that her best friend would also be her tanash’ae?
She still felt the incredible bond with him. She had hoped that Darrick felt the same pull to Jenna. That maybe they were one of the rare cases of a bonding with three people rather than two.
But Darrick denied it vehemently. And even if he did feel it, she knew Darrick well enough to know he would never accept that kind of relationship. Not with his background.
His hand stroked her cheek.
“I’m so sorry, laiya. I know I promised I would support you in this. That’s why I came on this mission. So I could be here for you. But after what happened in the captain’s quarters when he brought us there to entertain our new queen-to-be… When you stroked my cock and took it in your mouth. Dahran, it was hard to convince myself you didn’t still want me.”
He pulled her into his arms again, this time holding her tenderly, but she could feel his huge cock straining at his pants. And heat thrummed through her at the memory of that massive shaft in her hands, her mouth gliding over the tip.
“I was weak when I did that,” she admitted. “I wanted to touch you one more time. But it was selfish of me. I should have realized you would read more into it than that.”
He drew back and his lips compressed as he stared at her. “So how is it going with your tanash’ae?”
She straightened her back. “It’s fine.”
He smiled, but with that serious I-know-what-you’re-thinking smile of his.
“I don’t believe you. If it was fine you’d be in your quarters with her right now. Or out celebrating together.”
Dahran, he saw too much.
“It’s okay. You can tell me,” he continued. “I told you once that you can always rely on me and I’m standing by that promise.”
Casey drew in a deep breath.
“It’s not going well. She wants a man and she’s going to resist me every step of the way. I’m not even sure…” She sucked in a shaky breath. “I’m afraid she might never accept me.”
Compassion glowed in his dark amber eyes.
“I know you’ll be able to make this work. You are strong and determined and I know you’ll persevere until she comes around. And with the power of nata’tai on your side, not to mention your flaming hot sex appeal, she doesn’t stand a chance.”
His lips curled in a smile, making Casey’s heart ache at what she’d lost.
“Laiya, the truth is I will do anything for you,” Darrick said. “Just ask.”
She pursed her lips. “There is something. I planned a nice dinner to celebrate, but… I just can’t be with her right now. I need some time.”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“I can’t leave her locked in that room.” She gazed at him, her eyes pleading. “Will you take her to dinner?”
Chapter 5
Jenna sat on the bed, hugging her knees. Her gaze flickered periodically to the screen still showing Casey’s room. The woman had only been gone about fifteen minutes, but Jenna didn’t like being locked up in this room. She felt like a prisoner.
Oh, God, she was a prisoner.
She wanted Casey to come back and let her out. But she didn’t want to face her again. Damn, she didn’t know what she wanted, except to be returned to Earth.
She sighed as she rested her chin on her knees. What she really wanted was to have one of the big, muscular alien men come to her and tell her there’d been a mistake and he was really her soul-mate. Then he’d push her against the wall and kiss her. His hands would roam over her body and strip off her clothes. She would beg him to fuck her and—
A flicker of movement dragged her attention to the screen again. Her breath held as a muscular hulk of a man strode across the room toward her door.
She skittered to the edge of the bed and stood up, smoothing her dress down, her gaze locked on the door. Was he here to drag her off somewhere else? Maybe to imprison her because she was uncooperative?
Or was he here for her?
Her pulse raced as hope surged through her that this man was here to tell her she was his soul-mate.
Damn, even if he’d just come to give her a quick one-time fuck, she’d take it. Anything to relieve this agonizing need inside her, even if only temporarily.
She held her breath, waiting for the door to open.
But it didn’t.
She watched him standing on the other side frowning. Then he held a device in his hand and spoke into it.
“Hello, Jenna. I’m a friend of Casey’s. She has been called away this evening and asked me to look in on you. I’m going to take you to dinner and show you a bit of the ship. I’ve unlocked the door. I’ll wait for you in the other room.”
His voice was deep and incredibly sexy, leaving her trembling with need. She watched as he turned and walked out of the bedroom.
She raced to the mirror and checked her hair, then pulled her lipstick from her small evening bag and applied it to her lips. She turned in front of the mirror, checking her dress from all angles. She was so glad she’d chosen this gown for the trip. The rich royal blue set off the blue of her eyes and the form-fitting design accentuated her curves, making her feel sexy.
She walked to the door wondering how she would open it, but it slid open at her approach. Timidly, she stepped into the outer bedroom, feeling strange being in Casey’s private space. She continued to the other door.
As soon as she stepped into the living area, the man’s eyes turned to her. He stood up as his gaze heated her body.
Her breath caught. She didn’t know how much, if anything, of what these aliens had told her was true, but the hormonal frenzy she felt right now was all too real.
She’d seen a lot of sexy men aboard this ship, but none could compare to the stunning, virile man standing in fro
nt of her now.
Darrick stood up when he saw the Earth woman standing in the doorway.
Gattra, the sight of her took his breath away.
When Casey had asked him to watch over the woman for the evening, all he could think about was that it would be sheer torture, spending time with the person stealing Casey from him. Even if it wasn’t this woman’s fault, it was because of her that he was losing the love of his life.
But now, faced with her stunning beauty, his heart pounded.
Her glossy black hair feathered around her heart-shaped face in dark wisps and her luminous blue eyes glowed as they locked on him. He couldn’t stop his gaze from drifting the length of her body and his groin ached at the sight of the royal blue gown hugging her delightful, feminine curves.
He dragged his gaze upward again, lingering briefly on the swell of her round, enticing breasts peeking from the low-cut top. When he reached her face again, he saw that her cheeks had blossomed a lovely dusky rose hue and her eyelashes fanned against her creamy cheeks as her eyelids fluttered downward.
Her shyness appealed to him, which surprised him because Casey, whom he’d always thought was his perfect woman, was anything but shy.
Suddenly, despite his reservations about this evening, he felt mesmerized, like a spell had been cast on him. He wanted to spend time with this woman.
“Jenna, my name is Darrick. Casey wanted to take you out for a special dinner this evening, but something came up and she asked me to take her place. Is that all right with you?”
Her gaze flickered to his, her eyes widening.
“You’re taking her place?”
“For this evening.” When her cheeks flushed darker, he quickly added, “For dinner.”
He didn’t know if her embarrassment was because she was afraid he was making a subtle suggestion that they might enjoy a sexual tryst. Or maybe she wanted that. He knew she must be suffering from the effects of being near her tanash’ae and not acting on it. He had to make sure she knew that nothing was going to happen between them. Despite the intense attraction building inside him.
