“Oooow!” She jerked and tried to squirm away. He whacked her again on the same spot. Harder.
“Stop it!”
“Lie still, or I’ll have to put you across my lap and hold you down.”
“Like hell you will!” She kicked out behind her and managed to drive her heel into some part of his anatomy. He responded by sinking down onto the leather chair and yanking her across his lap. One leg clamped over hers and stopped the frantic churning of her legs. At the same time, his hand started tugging at the waistband of her pants.
“What are you… aaaah!”
The shocking sound of palm smacking bare flesh was followed by a sharp stinging sensation. A millisecond later, a tongue of fire licked her butt. She wiggled, but, with her pants around her thighs and his legs scissoring hers, he had her pinned tight.
“The more you fight, the longer this will go on.”
He spanked her again, and Kyra bit back a howl. It hurt. More than she had ever dreamed it would.
“Fuck you, you alien beast!” She regretted the words the moment they left her lips. He responded with a flurry of firm whacks. His huge hand was big enough to cover both her cheeks at once, and the tongue of flame turned into a full-on blaze.
Kyra bit her lip. She wouldn’t give this monster the satisfaction of making her cry or begging for him to stop. But, with every harsh smack, the fiery sting grew stronger. And the humiliation of being draped over his thighs with her naked bottom at his mercy had her blinking back tears of anger and shame.
He spanked her steadily. Methodically. It was horrible, worse than anything she’d ever been through. Her white military-issue underpants were bunched together with the navy trousers of her uniform, right at mid-thigh. Her cheeks grew hot with embarrassment. Jax and his brother were probably ogling her naked butt while he smacked it with the flat of his palm. She wiggled frantically. He responded by putting one powerful arm across her back, holding her body still while he spanked. She clenched the cheeks of her bottom, as if that would stop him. But tightening it only made the whacks hurt more.
Through the haze of jumbled emotions, she heard his voice, as if from far away.
“For your own good. Tharan males punish our females because we care about them. As Jynn and I care about you. We want to keep you safe, so we set rules for you to obey.”
She hardly realized he’d stopped the spanking until his hand began stroking her inflamed bottom. Making soothing circles over it. She sighed and sagged against his thighs, so grateful to have it over she forgot her fury.
“Come here, brother. She’s all yours.”
The words barely registered when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist. Jynn carried her easily over to the bed, still facedown, and sat on the edge with her draped over his lap the same way she’d been over his twin’s.
He pulled her pants and underpants down farther, bunching them around her knees, and started running his hand over her scorched bottom. She still felt the sting, but, now, something else overrode it. A different kind of heat that made her tingle all over. Her clit began throbbing. Her pussy clenched, setting off a gush of fluid.
Suddenly, everything became clear. It must be the effect of their Tharan pheromones. The ones Cass talked about. Before, she’d only breathed them in. Now, she’d had skin to skin contact with both of them. Very intimate skin-to-skin contact, at least on her end.
On my end. That’s a good one! She choked back a snicker. That’s when the cool, rational Kyra started shouting inside her brain. Pull yourself together! You’re a trained military officer, and here you are, acting like a schoolgirl who’s just gotten high for the first time. These aliens are using physical punishment on you. And you’re having a fit of giggles?
Dear heaven! What was happening to her? She tensed. Apparently, Jynn felt it because he spoke up.
“Do not be surprised if you find this punishment sexually arousing. What you’re experiencing is perfectly natural, Lieutenant. Tharan males give off gyron, a potent mix of male pheromones and naturally produced chemicals. Our women find it irresistible – and somewhat intoxicating. Commander Randall discovered it has an even stronger effect on human females, especially when the gyron is delivered through physical contact.” He kept rubbing her bottom as he went on, almost as though he was doing it unconsciously.
“You may be interested to learn that you also give off an essence we can detect. We find it highly erotic. In fact, my brother and I have had a very difficult time restraining ourselves from letting you know just how wildly attracted to you we are. We don’t want to use our position of authority to compel you to reciprocate. However, we would very much like to pleasure you together. Perhaps after your punishment?”
She forced herself to ignore the almost hypnotic effect his hand was having on her bottom. Stroking, rubbing, soothing the sting and turning it into a spicy stream of heat that flowed deep into her belly. And after her punishment, he’d… Yeah, he’s rubbing in that damned gyron. Do you even HEAR what he’s saying? He’s going to spank your ass some more and then he expects you to have kinky sex with him and his cyborg twin!
The realization shocked her back to sanity. She started shrieking, flailing wildly. “Stop it! Let me GO. You can’t do this!”
Her resistance was met with a harsh whack where his hand had just been tracing gentle circles. “Your punishment session is not over, Lieutenant.” He whacked her again. This time, she let out a full-throated scream.
“Help! Someone! I’m being attacked by aliens!’
The monster laughed. His brother joined in.
“Come now, Lieutenant,” Jax said, chuckling. “You’re exaggerating. We’re administering a simple disciplinary spanking. It hardly qualifies as an alien attack.”
Jynn threw one arm across her waist, holding her in place, and picked up the pace, whacking harder. She wiggled frantically on his lap – and froze when she felt an unmistakable, extremely large bulge in his groin. He wasn’t kidding about being aroused. Okay, that answered one of her questions. Cyborgs definitely had cocks. At least, this one did. A really big, really hard one.
“That’s better, Lieutenant,” Jynn said, apparently mistaking her shock for acquiescence. “The sooner you allow me to finish, the sooner we can go on to more pleasurable pursuits.”
Despite her shame and fury at being in such a humiliating position, Kyra couldn’t help noting the fiery burn in her bottom had morphed into a spicy heat. While her mind protested, her treacherous body had been reacting in a much more stunning way. Without realizing it, she’d been rocking her hips up and back. Rubbing her mound against him, anticipating each smack and actually lifting her backside for it.
“You drugged me. That’s it. That’s what’s making me act crazy. You called it gyron. Was it in my coffee this morning? No, this came on too suddenly. It must be some kind of fast-acting substance. Did your brother spread it all over his hands before he started whacking me?”
She heard herself practically babbling, but she couldn’t seem to shut up. All the while, Jynn kept up the rhythmic smacks, driving the erotic heat impossibly higher. Her pussy was so wet, she was afraid when he finally let her up, there’d be a damp spot where she’d been grinding against the huge bulge in his pants.
“No, Kyra, it’s not a drug. At least not the kind you’re thinking of. As I told you, it’s the effect of our gyron. I hope you don’t mind if we call you Kyra,” he added. “Under the circumstances, Lieutenant Banks sounds far too formal.”
He stopped spanking and began rubbing those sensuous circles over her bottom again. Slow, sensuous circles that made her want him to slide his hand between her legs and rub her clit the same way.
“I… I don’t…” Lost in sinful fantasies, she closed her eyes and forgot what she’d been saying.
“It’s all right, Kyee-rha,” Jax said, putting a sexy drawl into her name. His voice sounded much nearer. She opened her eyes to see he’d joined them on the bed. Somewhere way back in her brain, she
noted a flicker of fear, but it dimmed as his hand slid up the back of her thigh. “Don’t be afraid. Your body is highly responsive. I must confess, my brother and I hoped you’d experience a physical attraction to us as well. But we never expected it to be so powerful.”
Jax ran his hand farther up, parting her legs to slide one thick finger between her slick folds. “We have breathed in your essence since the first moment we laid eyes on you. For days, Jynn and I have restrained ourselves. But, now, the scent of your arousal is irresistible. We hunger to taste your juices.”
Chapter Three
Ooooh, yeah. Taste my juices.
Jax dipped his finger inside her dripping pussy and spread the slick fluid over her clit. He rubbed it in, and her little bud begin to swell and throb. Lost in his seductive stroking, Kyra closed her eyes and let a delicious shiver pour over her. “Yeah. Taste my juices, baby.”
She didn’t realize she’d spoken the words aloud until Jynn rolled her onto her back on the bed. He pulled off her shoes, tossed them onto the floor, and began sliding her pants the rest of the way down.
Her eyes flew open. “No! Don’t do that!”
Jynn stopped with the trousers of her uniform bunched around her ankles.
“But… you said yes.” Jax leaned over her and brought the fingers he’d been using to tease her to his nose. He breathed in deeply. Then he opened his mouth and ran his tongue over them. His eyes went dark with lust. “You invited us to taste your juices. How can we spread your legs and do so if your pants are still on?”
“I didn’t mean don’t take off my pants—”
“Good.” Jynn yanked them the rest of the way off and knelt between her legs. She tried to slam her knees together but, with his huge body in the way, she only succeeded in clamping them around his waist like a vise.
“We find the intensity of your responses very exciting,” he said, his voice deep and throaty. “But, when we pleasure you, my brother and I will always be in control.” He pulled her knees away from his body, lifted her legs, and hooked them over his shoulders. Then he wrapped one hand around each of her thighs and bent his head to the patch of dark curls on her mound.
“NO! I meant you can’t do… you know.” She stopped, too embarrassed to repeat what Jax had said. What she’d said a moment ago, in the heat of raw lust. She started struggling again, but Jynn tightened his grip on her thighs then ran his tongue along her slit.
“Can’t do that?”
Oh, sweet Aphrodite! His tongue was so hot. So wet. So… She gasped as tiny electrical charges danced along the lips of her pussy everywhere his tongue had touched. He spread her thighs apart a little wider and licked her again, long and slow. She was completely in his power, pussy spread apart in front of him. Everywhere his tongue caressed her, the tiny tingles grew into savage bolts of lust shooting deep into her core.
“If you want me to stop, you have to say it, Kyra. Tell me you do not want my mouth on your pussy. Tell me not to dip my tongue into your sweet heat and taste your nectar.”
NO. I don’t want to say that. Because, then, you might stop doing what you’re doing. It’s sooo good – but I’m being very bad. Letting two strange men spank me like a naughty little girl then strip off my clothes and do dirty things to me. I deserve to be punished.
Where the hell did that come from? She shook her head, as though she could toss the thought away.
“Aaah!” Kyra let out a cry, half squeal and half moan. He’d gripped her bottom cheeks in those huge hands and squeezed at the same moment she had the wicked thought. It reawakened the spicy sting of the spanking, turned her into a red-hot slut. She writhed in his grasp, and he tightened his grip. The realization hit her. She was powerless. She couldn’t escape, couldn’t make him stop. He could do whatever he wanted to her – fondle her, spank her, lick her.
A shocking wave of hunger poured over her. She wanted more. More of everything. More sensuous stroking. More licking. And, yes, more spanking.
The fiery sensation on her bottom was spreading through her core and awakening wicked desires. It was addictive. She’d never let herself lose control this way before. Not with the few Earther men she’d been intimate with. She’d certainly never fantasized about submission. Now, here she was, getting off on being dominated. Craving more. It must be the effect of their damn gyron. She was drowning in lust – and loving it.
“I’ve been so naughty,” she murmured, testing the sound of it out loud. “I’ve never done anything like this before. I… I deserve to be punished.” Saying the words, admitting her frantic need, ramped her fever up another notch.
“Punished how? Like this?” Jynn shifted her body and delivered a sharp swat to her bottom.
“Oooh!” Yes, just like that. Punish me like that again. She couldn’t bring herself to say the words.
“Or perhaps like this?” He bent his head and flicked his tongue back and forth across her clit while holding her immobile. Kyra moaned, tossing her head from side to side. Yes, that, too. More, please.
On the bed, Jax leaned over and cupped his palm over her cheek, holding her head still. He nuzzled her neck with his lips, just below the earlobe. “You’ve never been with two men before?” He kissed her neck then raked it gently with his teeth.
She shivered wildly. She could feel his gyron penetrating her skin, sending a rush of heat through her veins.
“N… no. Never.” She was panting so hard, she could barely get the words out.
“Then we have the honor of giving you your first experience.” Jynn flicked back and forth across her clit again then rammed his tongue into her slit. A current of heat surged through her. Their twin streams of gyron met, merged together in her core. Her pussy spasmed, contracting in powerful rhythmic waves.
The orgasm came on so fast, it swept her up like a tsunami. Whirling and twirling, spinning her wildly out of control. She writhed underneath him. His fingers sank into the hot, stinging cheeks of her bottom, spreading her wider. When he started fucking her with his tongue, her mind shut down. The room disappeared. Another wild wave poured over her, leaving her shuddering and gasping for breath as though she’d narrowly escaped downing in the sensations.
She was still trembling when Jynn slid up on the bed and lay down next to her. She looked from him to Jax on her other side, resting on one elbow as he ran his finger idly along the path his teeth had raked on the hollow of her neck.
“Oh. My. God. What have I done?”
“You call upon your Sacred Ones. Do your gods disapprove of humans feeling pleasure?” Jynn sounded puzzled.
“Yes. I mean no, they… He… wants us to feel pleasure. But not with two partners at once. It’s wrong. Dirty.”
Now Jax piped up. “Dirty? We apologize, Kyra. We are ignorant when it comes to human sexual practices. Is it customary for all the participants to engage in a ritual bath first?”
All the participants taking a ritual bath? Together? Now, that’s dirty! She heard herself giggle. How strange. Her rational self kept popping in, fighting for control, while this new Kyra, the slutty one, wanted nothing more than to stay in the intoxicating grip of their gyron.
Jynn gave her an indulgent smile. “Ah. You were being humorous. We enjoy humor on Tharon.” His voice dropped. Low and husky. “We enjoy pleasuring our females as well. Especially when they are as passionate and responsive as you are. You said you’ve never been with two males at once before. How then do you Earthers give and receive pleasure? You must tell us all about your sexual practices. My brother and I are eager to learn your ways – so we can please you even more.”
He stood up and started taking off his clothes. Though she was embarrassed watching him strip naked, she couldn’t look away. His body was magnificent. Not at all what she’d imagined an alien would look like.
Especially not a cyborg. Outwardly, there was no sign of anything mechanical about him, and she wondered what kind of modifications he’d undergone. Other than a slight purple tinge to his skin and the glowin
g amethyst disc where his left nipple would have been, he could have posed for the holographic images she’d seen of ancient warriors from Earth’s earlier days. Roman gladiators, Greek gods, Viking raiders. The ones with broad shoulders, powerful chests rippling with muscle, and sculpted abs. The most striking difference was his bald head. The warriors she remembered seeing all had long, wavy hair, sometimes held back by a leather band.
His size was different, too. Standing a little over seven feet, he was taller than any of them had been. And his body was proportionately bigger.
He locked eyes with her, unfastened his pants, and let them drop to the floor. She followed them automatically then stopped. Her eyes widened. Definitely bigger.
Apparently Tharan males didn’t wear underwear. Was that his original cock, or had he gotten a cyborg one? Was there even such a thing? She hadn’t seen very many penises, but this one looked extremely real – and extremely large. Especially in its current state. Jutting out thick and hard, with the head a deeper shade of purple than his skin.
He climbed back onto the bed and lay down next to her, his huge erection grazing her upper thigh.
Jax took his brother’s place in front of the bed. He ripped off his shirt, let his pants drop, and reached down to stroke the length of his equally impressive erection. “So, little human – who is larger? Me… or my brother?” His voice dropped an octave. “Answer wrong, and you’ll be punished.”
His dark tone sent a thrilling little flicker of fear through her. Would he spank her again? What if he did it harder? Would she love it as much as she had the first time? More important – what would she get if she answered right? “Um… you’re both… I mean they’re so…”
He laughed. “You don’t really have to answer. It’s a Tharan joke. Because we’re all identical twins.”
He flashed her a wicked smile as he slid onto the bed on her other side. “You’ve gotten a look at us. Now it’s our turn. We’ve never seen a naked human female. The sight might make my manhood grow.”
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