Theirs to Tame: A Sci-Fi Alien Dark Romance: Tharan Warrior Menage Book 2

by Kallista Dane

  Jax’s face darkened at her display of rebellion. Then he took a deep breath and his smile returned. “My brother reminds me you are likely to be nervous, even a bit frightened at being mastered by both of us tonight, so I’ll allow that little show of defiance to go unpunished this time. Come, sit down. We’ll share a meal, speak of inconsequential matters, and allow you time to get comfortable with what will happen later.”

  Being mastered by both of them tonight… As his words sank in, she nearly bolted for the door.

  “I only came here to…”

  “Sssh.” This time it was Jynn who took her hand. As always, he was dressed exactly like his twin. But, instead of flattening her palm against his bare chest, he led her to the head of the long table and pulled out a chair. “The only thing that matters right now is that you’re here. Please, sit. We had the cook prepare an authentic Tharan meal for you.”

  He took a seat on one side of her. Jax sat down across from him on her other side.

  Flickering candles lit the long table, crowded with covered platters. Staring at the powerful chests of two hulking warriors, breathing the potent gyron wafting off their bare skin, Kyra could hardly concentrate on the meal or the conversation.

  They were perfect hosts, chatting politely while uncovering dish after dish. The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering so hard, she barely ate a thing. The twins urged her to try a little bite of this or that. They even resorted to feeding her morsels of sweet pastry with their fingers. Though she knew she’d be taking in their gyron when their fingers touched her food and then grazed her lips, she could hardly protest without seeming rude.

  “What did I like best today?” She cocked her head at Jynn’s question, scrolling through the vivid images flooding her mind. Whether it was due to the intoxicating effect of their pheromones or their skillful shifting of the conversation, she heard herself blurt out a shameful secret.

  “I liked it when you licked me down there… especially when you grabbed my bottom while you were doing it so I couldn’t squirm away.” Once she started talking, the confessions flowed out. “Your tongue was so hot and so wet, and it turned me on even more knowing I couldn’t stop you. And, although it was embarrassing, I liked it when you told me to do things. Dirty things I never did before, like taking off my clothes while you watched, and spreading my legs apart for you, or sucking on the trainer shaped like a cock while you spanked me. I really liked that,” she finished in a whisper.

  “Sucking on the trainer? Or the spanking?”

  “The spanking. It hurt a lot, at first, and I wanted you to stop. When you kept on spanking, it still hurt, but somehow I didn’t mind as much.” She kept on going, as though talking about it out loud helped her mind process her body’s shocking response. “After a while, I started to like the harsh sting. It stirred a craving inside me I’ve never felt before, something dark and intense. Then, when you were… um… rubbing my butt in between spanking it – I got really turned on. The part with the trainer got me hot, too,” she heard herself saying. “But that’s because I was thinking about what it would be like to suck on a real cock while I was getting spanked.”

  Jynn made a rumbling noise, half laugh and half groan. “Oh, Sacred Ones, you’ve sent us a treasure. Keep talking, Kyra. You’re driving us wild.”

  “Would you like to be spanked again? Not for punishment, this time, but purely for pleasure?” Jax pushed back his chair and stood up.

  “How can something that hurts be purely pleasurable?”

  “Say yes – and you’ll find out.”

  She clenched her buttocks together and felt her pussy gush. For once, stop analyzing everything and take a risk. You know you want to. Say yes, just for tonight. Give up control and see how it feels to be wild and wicked.

  “Yes.”

  Chapter Six

  Jax never said a word. He simply held out his hand.

  She took it, and he led her to the bed. He sat down and drew her close, so she was standing between his legs. Reaching up, he unbuttoned her tunic from the waist down. Kyra drew in a sharp breath when he grazed her skin. His slightest touch sent gyron sizzling across her stomach, set off that fluttering sensation in her belly again.

  He unfastened her pants, letting his palms glide over her thighs as he slid them down to her knees. Tiny bursts of heat erupted everywhere. Her legs were shaking as he guided her over his lap, face down. Arousal warred with shyness when he began caressing her panty-covered bottom. She wanted him to grab the waistband of her white panties, yank them down like he did before, and spread that sizzling heat from his fingertips all over her quivering cheeks. Instead, she hid her face in the mattress and squeezed her eyes shut.

  He started slowly, delivering the first swats over her tunic, just hard enough for her to feel a little sting. Giving her time to get used to it. Then she felt his palm on her bare skin, right above the spot where her pants were bunched around her knees. She shivered as he ran it up the back of her thigh. Slowly. Sensuously. Sliding the hem of her tunic with it, up and over her bottom until it was around her waist. She shifted on his lap then gasped as her panty-covered mound came in contact with the stiff bulge in his pants.

  He cupped her bottom through her panties, holding her down, and ground himself against her. She could feel the heat of his cock, even through the clothing both of them wore.

  He spanked her again, harder this time, catching the fullest part of her rear cheeks. The smack rocked her forward, rubbed the hood of her clitoris against the fabric of her panties. It started tingling and she let out a little moan. He caressed her bottom, pressing her down on his rigid length, then rocked her hips forward as he spanked her again. The tiny bundle of nerves pulsed and swelled. By the fourth whack, she was writhing on his lap.

  Jynn sat down on the bed beside his brother.

  “Open your eyes, Kyra. Stand up and take off your clothes.”

  The simple command made her quiver. She got to her feet unsteadily, her trousers still bunched around her knees.

  The twins sat side by side, their eyes trained on her. Kyra’s cheeks burned. She’d never taken her clothes off with someone eagerly watching. Hands shaking, she fumbled with the top buttons on her tunic then decided to take her pants the rest of the way off first. She kicked her shoes aside, pushed her pants down to the floor, and stepped out of them.

  She reached for another button then froze. She’d feel more vulnerable standing in front of them with only the panties on than she would if she stayed covered up by the tunic until the last second.

  As though he’d read her mind, Jynn spoke up. “Take off the upper garment next. My brother and I will remove your lower one ourselves.”

  She unbuttoned the last few buttons and shrugged out of the tunic, letting it fall in a heap. One arm instinctively went to cover her breasts, and the other blocked the dark shadow of her pubic hair visible through the thin panties.

  “Put your arms at your sides, Kyra, so we can enjoy the sight of you.”

  Jax slipped off the bed and knelt in front of her.

  “She has such beautiful breasts, brother. Creamy white, with lovely pink tips.” He reached out and cupped one, running his thumb over the nipple until it hardened. He leaned forward and took it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, then sucked.

  The invisible wire she’d just found out about sent a jolt of electricity straight to her clit. She cried out and grabbed his head.

  Jynn was behind her, trapping both her wrists before she realized he’d moved. She yelped when he whacked her bottom hard.

  “No no no. When you are told to assume a position, you do not move until we give you permission to do so. We are your Masters and we wish to examine you fully. Touch you. Taste you. You will submit – and when we have explored to our satisfaction, then your pleasure spanking will resume.”

  He pulled her tight against his chest and held her wrists together while Jax turned his attention to her other breast. Tweaking it, running his tongue
over it, sucking. Even nipping the puckered tip with his teeth.

  Kyra moaned, writhing helplessly against Jynn’s rock-hard chest.

  Jax lowered his head, running his tongue down the front of her. When he got to her panties, he buried his face against them, breathing in deeply.

  “The scent of your arousal makes me crave the taste of your juices.” He grabbed the waistband of her panties and ripped them off then lifted her legs off the floor and hooked her knees over his shoulders.

  Jynn slid his free arm under her back, supporting it so she was suspended between them with her legs spread wide apart and her pussy at the level of Jax’s face. He ran his tongue slowly from her clit all the way to her bottom hole and back up again. Embarrassed beyond belief, she squeezed her eyes shut.

  “Keep your eyes open, Kyra. I want to see the heat building in them. I want to know if they glaze over when you come.”

  He licked her again then flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her tiny bud. She made a tiny mewling sound. He locked his gaze with hers and did it again then rammed his tongue into her slit.

  She let out a cry, bucking and writhing. Jax gripped her stinging rear cheeks. Holding her immobile, he licked her clit with the flat of his tongue, teasing it until it swelled and throbbed.

  Her entire being centered around his hot tongue tormenting her clit. With Jynn restraining her wrists and Jax holding her spanked bottom in place, Kyra was powerless to stop him. The thought sent a hot rush shooting through her at the same moment he fastened his mouth over the swollen bud and sucked.

  She shattered. Screamed and thrashed, as the orgasm seized her. He made a rough noise deep in his chest and kept on sucking, sending her from one climax straight into another, even more powerful than the first.

  She was still reeling when Jax sat back on the bed, bringing her with him. He cradled her against his chest as she sagged against him and closed her eyes.

  “That was…”

  He put a finger to her lips. “Sssh. We haven’t given you permission to speak.”

  Her eyes flew open. They were taking this whole domination thing way too seriously. She opened her mouth to argue – and gasped when Jax shifted her off his lap and onto Jynn’s.

  His cock is so hot! She wiggled her hips experimentally, rubbed up against soft smoothness over an iron-hard core. Gyron sparked and sizzled, igniting fresh heat on her still-swollen and throbbing nub. No wonder it felt different than before. He’d taken off his pants, and now they were skin to skin.

  Jynn stroked over her upturned bottom cheeks then gave her a firm whack. She moaned and wiggled, as the gyron from his palm coaxed out an even sluttier Kyra. He spanked her a few more times then slid his hand between her legs.

  “I saw Jax lick you here.” He stroked the lips of her pussy. “And here.”

  He grazed her clitoris. She drew in a ragged breath.

  “You like that.” He gave a low laugh and trapped the throbbing nub between two fingers. Massaging, stroking. Working the gyron from his brother’s wet tongue into every pulsing nerve. Turning the heat into a raging fever. She moaned louder.

  “You said you wanted to be spanked while you were sucking on a real cock instead of the trainer, didn’t you?”

  She ground herself against him desperately. “Yes.”

  “You’re going to do it right now. You’re going to suck my brother’s cock while I spank your ass. And you’d better do a good job. If you please him, I’ll let you come again.” He fondled her clit then squeezed it.

  Kyra shrieked. He stopped and swatted her bottom sharply. “If you don’t, you’ll get a real spanking instead.”

  Jax sat down next to them on the bed. He wrapped her fingers around his erection and drew her face toward his lap. She opened her mouth wide, eager to taste his gyron.

  Jynn smacked her bottom again. Her lips closed around his cock, and she swirled her tongue over it. Jax groaned as a drop of pre-cum welled up from the tip. She licked it greedily. The trainer had served its purpose. She was already addicted to the hint of spicy-sweetness in their gyron. Craving more.

  Jynn drove her to new heights as she licked and sucked Jax’s cock. Sometimes he’d spank her hard enough to make her shudder at the lick of fire on her bottom. Then he’d make her spread her legs wider so he could explore every inch of her.

  All the while, Jax wordlessly taught her how to please him. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and guided her head while his other hand covered hers on the shaft of his cock, showing her how to stroke up and down the length of it as she took him in her mouth.

  The world disappeared as her senses heightened. The rough groans Jax made as he drove the pace faster inflamed her lust. The rhythmic pulsing in the veins of his cock as she licked up and down the shaft mirrored the throbbing in her clit as Jynn teased and tormented it. Eager for the first taste of his cum, she sucked Jax willingly, relishing the tang of his gyron on her tongue.

  Jax’s fist tightened in her hair, and he quivered. He gave a low growl and forced her down on his shaft. She felt the first jet of cum spurting out and swallowed, shuddering as it sent a bolt of heat through her.

  The fever built to an inferno as his brother shoved two fingers deep into her pussy. Jax’s cock deep in her throat muffled her scream. She exploded, her pussy spasming as Jynn pumped his fingers in and out.

  They collapsed in a tangle of limbs on the bed, Jax once again cradling her against his chest. He stroked her hair, and Jynn ran his palm up and down her back as she panted for breath.

  Their moves were so subtle, she barely noticed when Jynn dipped lower each time. The soothing caresses morphed into sensuous strokes as he glided over her ass. His touch reignited the hot sting of his spanking, but, this time, she welcomed the heat. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensations, purring like a cat.

  Jax took her hand and wrapped it around his brother’s stiff cock. She slid it up and down the shaft dreamily, eyes half closed.

  They flew open when Jax dipped between the cheeks of her ass and started teasing her bottom hole.

  She tried wiggling away, but she was trapped between their powerful bodies. “No, wait! You can’t…”

  Jax gave her a stern swat. “You still don’t have permission to speak, little human. And even if you did, you never tell your Masters what they can and cannot do.” He whacked her again, harder.

  “My brother has given you a great deal of pleasure. As your Master, he deserves to be properly thanked. You can’t do a good job if you’re not aroused. I intend to see that you are.” He spanked her again then rimmed her rear opening with his fingertip. “When you become our Mate, you will take both our cocks at once, often and hard. Your bottom hole needs to be trained.”

  Anxiety at his words warred with a shocking stab of arousal. Kyra shivered. Their mastery thrilled her but the thought of being taken in her tight rear passage by those massive cocks was frightening.

  Jax rolled away, and Jynn bent to whisper in her ear. “Don’t be afraid, Kyee-rha. By the time we claim you as our Mate, you will be begging us to take you there. You will ache to be filled completely.”

  He finished by dropping a string of hot kisses down the hollow of her neck. She shivered with dark desire, tempted more by his words than his actions.

  Jax took his place back on the bed, holding out a small jar for her to see. “This is a special oil we use on Tharon to prepare our females for mating. It will stimulate your rear passage. Concentrate on sucking Jynn’s cock and allow your body to get used to the sensation.”

  Jynn moved to the head of the bed, half-sitting, half-reclining on the pillows. Jax guided her into position between Jynn’s legs on her hands and knees. She opened her mouth obediently as Jynn brought his cock to her lips.

  She licked gently then stopped in surprise. His gyron tasted different. Stronger, bolder. She wondered if it was because he’d been aroused for such a long time without coming. She ran her tongue around the head and was rewarded with a s
avage rumble deep inside Jynn’s chest.

  Emboldened, she put her lips around the head and sucked – then jerked away as Jax began spreading the oil around her rear sphincter. It was HOT! So very hot. Not in temperature, but in the raging fire it ignited wherever it touched. Jynn fisted his hands in her hair and drew her back down. Jax wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her in place. His finger invaded her, probing and twisting until it worked its way past the tight opening. She struggled to get away then sucked frantically as the raging heat spread inside her.

  He drew it out slowly. But instead of lessening, the fire in her back passage intensified. She let out a strangled moan. It’s too much! I can’t take it. Even as her mind shouted the words, her hips rocked back to meet his finger again.

  He slid it in farther, and she breathed a sigh. The sensation of being penetrated there was so new and so shocking, it overrode the fierce burn. Instead, she felt a wicked thrill being held in place between them with Jynn’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth while Jax probed her in such a shameful way.

  His wicked invasion had carried the oil into her passage, and the fire spread, moving deeper inside. She squirmed frantically, desperate to ease the torment. Every wiggle drew his thick finger in deeper, awakening a new, dark hunger demanding to be satisfied.

  Before she knew it, her hips were rocking back and forth as Jax pumped in and out of her ass. Each thrust sent her forward to take more of Jynn’s cock in her mouth. His fist tightened in her hair, and he let out a shout as he exploded. She swallowed, and his gyron poured down her throat.

  Once again, potent pheromones surged through her. Intensified the shamefully arousing sensations Jax was awakening in her. She shuddered then closed her eyes and surrendered as he drove her to the peak and sent her hurtling over it into the void.

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