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

by Kallista Dane

  Kyra slipped off the bed. Standing before Jax, she slid off the pants of her uniform and stepped out of them. She locked eyes with him, slowly unbuttoned her tunic, and let it fall to the floor. Then she dropped to her knees.

  “I have been foolish and reckless, my lord. I ignored your rules and, in doing so, I put not only my life but yours and your brother’s in grave danger. I deserve to be punished. Will you spank me long and hard, Sir, while I beg your forgiveness? And then…”

  She hesitated, found the courage to go on. “Will you claim me…” She turned to Jynn so her next words took him in as well. “Will you take me? Together?”

  Jax’s eyes were dark with hunger. She’d sensed his gyron beginning to flow the moment she started taking off her clothes. Now it swirled around him, enveloping her in its cloud. Behind her, she felt Jynn’s gyron pouring off him in waves. She took a deep breath, shivering in anticipation as her body reacted to their potent pheromones. She hadn’t been alone with them for weeks, and the gyron set off a wild craving to feel their hands roaming over her body, taking ownership of every inch of it at last.

  “Are you asking us to Mate with you?”

  She nodded then added shyly. “If you still want me after all that’s happened.”

  “If you’re to be our Mate, we must treat you as we would a Tharan female,” he warned. “For such serious disobedience, the punishment is very harsh.”

  “I want to be yours, my lord.” She glanced at Jynn again, then bowed her head. “My lords. In every way. I know what I did was wrong. I deserve to be punished. As your future Mate, I willingly submit to whatever discipline you think is necessary.”

  “How could I refuse such a heartfelt request?” Jax stretched out a hand and brought her to her feet.

  Kyra’s knees were shaking so hard she barely managed the two steps to the bed. She draped her body over his hard thighs. Jax ran his hand up the back of her leg, sending his gyron popping and sizzling over her skin, then cupped both cheeks of her ass possessively in one huge hand.

  She flushed with embarrassment at the sight she must be presenting with her quivering, naked bottom tilted up for him to spank and stroke. Her pussy was already dripping with arousal at the thought of both brothers exploring it with their tongues after her spanking. Of how they’d spread her wide and finger her tight ass until she was begging them to take her there at last.

  The first harsh smack shocked her back to reality.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Damn! She’d forgotten how much spanking hurt.

  Kyra hissed as Jax whacked her again. He hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d warned her what to expect. There’d been no warm-up, no starting out easy. Every time he smacked her, she swore he couldn’t possibly do it any harder – and then he proved her wrong with the next one.

  She held her breath and gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. She’d asked the Universe for this. Begged the twins for it. She’d endure it without whining.

  Jax stopped for a moment, and she sighed with relief when his hand started tracing slow circles over her burning bottom cheeks.

  “You’re being very brave, Kyee-rha.”

  The unique way they both pronounced her name made it a sweet caress. She moaned softly as his gyron drove the heat on her bottom deeper into her core.

  “I hate having to punish you like this. But you need to know, I’m going to go on until you cry. It sounds cruel, but, for an offense this serious, Tharan custom dictates that we must continue until we’ve broken through your resistance. Only then can we be assured you’ve learned the lesson of submission to our will.”

  She’d barely taken in his words when he started spanking her again. This time, his broad palm whacked first one cheek, then the other, fast and hard. She shrieked and fought instinctively, hands and feet flailing.

  Jax shifted and trapped her legs between his so she couldn’t kick out. Then he went on spanking her, sending fresh licks of fire dancing across her inflamed backside.

  “Don’t fight it, Kyra.” Jynn sat down on the bed by her head and grabbed both her wrists, pinning them in his lap. Like his brother, he had on a pair of the metallic silver lounging pants they wore in their private quarters, leaving the rest of his body bare. She clawed at him frantically, digging her nails into his thighs.

  His grip stayed firm but his voice was gentle when he went on. “Struggling only makes it worse. You’re fighting this because even though you asked to be punished, you haven’t admitted to yourself that what you did was wrong. In your heart, you know you hurt us badly when you took off like that without a word. We searched for you for weeks, not knowing if you were alive or dead. It’s easier to keep fighting than it is to face the guilt you’re carrying deep inside.”

  She shook her head, wishing she could clamp her hands over her ears. Her bottom was on fire but his soft words were causing her as much pain as Jax’s vicious whacks.

  “Jax and I don’t hate you for running away and putting all our lives in danger. We understand you did it because you didn’t fully trust us. You aren’t used to relying on anyone but yourself. We’re ready to forgive you. But, first, you have to forgive yourself. Let go, little Kyee-rha. Welcome the pain. Let it pour through you. Let tears wash away your guilt and cleanse your soul.”

  He leaned down as if he was going to whisper in her ear. Instead, she felt his lips brush her cheek, and his words were simply there, in her head.

  We love you.

  She screamed then, but even her wildest shrieks couldn’t drown out the words. Words she hadn’t heard since the last time her parents kissed her goodnight. Words she didn’t think she’d ever hear again.

  She’d been prepared for a spanking. Eager for the sex she knew would follow. But this? It was too much to bear. Loving meant opening her heart. Risking unbearable pain.

  As a child, she’d been loved unconditionally. She’d taken that love for granted. Accepted it, basked in it, not realizing what a priceless treasure she’d been given. Then it was snatched away. What did she have left? A crushing burden of grief and loss and loneliness. Over time, the little girl patched her broken heart. Wrapped it in layers of self-protection, never allowing anyone to get close enough to hurt her again.

  You’re not alone any more, Kyee-rha. We are here, ready to open our arms and our hearts to you. Don’t be afraid to love – and be loved.

  This time, it was Jax’s voice. She didn’t so much hear it as feel it inside her. Smooth and warm, filling the empty place in her soul. So this was how it felt to Bond.

  Jynn was right. She was racked with guilt. They loved her. And she’d hurt them.

  “I… I didn’t mean to...”

  “Stop making excuses.” He spoke out loud. “Stop thinking. Just feel.” His next whack took her breath away. Shattered her tight self-control.

  “Aaaaah!”

  It started as a shriek then became a wail. The dam broke, and the tears she’d kept at bay for so long poured out. She sagged over his lap and bawled, while he delivered smack after smack.

  “I’m so sorry. Please, please forgive me. I didn’t want to love you, but I do! I was so afraid of being hurt and then I ended up hurting you,” she sobbed. “You thought you’d lost me forever when I took off. I know how it feels to lose someone you love. You almost died fighting for me and I… I cut you and made you bleed!”

  Kyra kept on, tears pouring down her face as she recited a litany of her sins. She kept on, even when Jax stopped spanking her. The words disappeared into wracking sobs when he began stroking her trembling body. Calming her, soothing her with such gentleness, even after all she’d done.

  He lifted her, sat her on his lap, cradling her against his chest until she’d cried herself out.

  “You’re safe now, my beloved. Trust us. Trust our love. Let all the pain go. It’s time to embrace life without fear.”

  He lay down on the bed with her still curled up in his arms. Jynn lay down on her other side, caressing her gently.

>   “We love you Kyee-rha,” he murmured softly. “Let us care for you. Protect you. Comfort you in times of sadness, rejoice with you when you’re happy.”

  She turned to him, stroked his cheek. Trusted their Bond and sent her message out. I love you, Jynn.

  He smiled. “I’ve been waiting a long time to hear those words.” He bent and captured her lips.

  Softly at first, like his gentle whisper in her mind. I love you, too, Kyee-rha.

  She melted. With all the intimate, erotic things they’d done, he’d never kissed her before. Jynn pulled her against him and deepened it. Coaxing her lips apart, seducing her with his tongue. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth. Surrendered to his sweet mastery.

  He teased at first. Explored her mouth with the tip of his tongue then began a seductive dance. She followed his lead, swirling her tongue around his. He built the heat, burying his fingers in her curls as he crushed her lips against his and began sliding his tongue in and out.

  Her pussy responded instantly, first clenching, then flooding. He groaned when he picked up the scent, and pulled away.

  “I hunger to taste your juices. My brother is eager to take his first kiss while I run my tongue deep in your pussy.”

  His raw words sent a stab of lust through her core. It grew into a raging inferno when Jax shifted to loom over her. His eyes devoured her as he slowly, deliberately brought his mouth to hers.

  Jax was eager to “take” his first kiss.” That’s what Jynn had said. Not “give” it.

  The realization hit her as Jax’s mouth claimed hers. Unlike Jynn’s, there was nothing sweet or gentle about it. From the moment their lips touched, he took. Demanded her submission with dark intensity.

  She closed her eyes. Surrendered her will and let him carry her away. When his hand urged her legs apart, she spread them wide. His lips over hers stifled her startled cry when she felt Jynn’s tongue running up the inside of her thigh. His mouth muffled her wild scream when Jynn rammed that tongue deep into her pussy.

  They’d studied her for weeks. Knew where to fondle and caress. How to make her gasp and quiver with need. More important, they knew when to assert their mastery.

  “Roll over.” Jax ordered. “Get on your knees and stick your ass high in the air. I’m going to spread you apart while my brother runs his tongue around your tight little hole to get you ready for my cock.”

  Trembling with arousal, she did as she was told. Jax grabbed her bottom cheeks, reawakening the fiery burn of his spanking. But it dimmed when she felt a hot tongue circling her tiny sphincter. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she buried her face in the mattress.

  Jynn’s tongue disappeared and she felt one of them stroking and rubbing a slick substance all around her bottom hole. A finger breached the puckered entrance. She moaned as it twisted and turned, working its way into her rear channel and awakening her most wicked desires. Then she froze, remembering the burning sensation she’d felt before.

  “Relax, Kyee-rha. It isn’t the same oil we used before.” Jax must have felt her muscles tense. “You’ll find we have many mating potions on Tharon.” He went on with a hint of amusement in his voice. “Jynn likes this one. He says it tastes especially good.”

  He’d barely finished speaking when she felt Jynn’s tongue. Licking then probing.

  Sweet Aphrodite! She’d never felt anything so savagely arousing.

  By the time he stopped, she was panting and wiggling her hips like a brazen slut.

  Jynn lay down on the bed next to her and shifted her over him. Lost in a lust-filled haze, she let him position her so she straddled him with her knees on either side of his hips and her pussy over his huge stiff cock.

  He drew her down, and his lips met hers again. “Are you ready, my love?”

  “Yes. Oh, yes.”

  “Then be my Mate.” He put his hands on her hips and eased her down over his manhood.

  Kyra gasped. He was so thick and so hot. Stretching her, filling her. She’d never be able to take all of him in.

  Jynn kissed her again. Seduced her with his lips and tongue, allowing her time to open for him. Holding her in place, he pumped his hips up and down, each time sliding in deeper.

  Kyra made little wordless cries as he filled her pussy. Before long, she was bearing down to meet his thrusts. He sank in then stopped, holding her still.

  “Are you ready to accept me as your Mate?” Jax’s voice behind her.

  She shivered. His cock was as big as his brother’s. How could she possibly take it in her bottom hole?

  Trust me, my love.

  “I do trust you,” she replied. “Yes, I accept you as my Mate. I swear by your Sacred Ones I will love and honor and obey you both, for as long as I live.”

  She felt his lips on the back of her neck, his hand trailing down her spine. Smelled the delicately scented oil he spread around her rear opening. He worked his way past the tight entrance, began stroking in and out, massaging his gyron into her rear passage.

  He slid in and out slowly, then eased a second finger in, building her desire until she quivered with need.

  When he pulled them out, she almost cried. “No, don’t stop. Please. I want you inside me.”

  “Then take my manhood.”

  She felt his thick cock pressing against her rear sphincter. Tensed, crying out, as he kept going. She whipped her head from side to side frantically. It was too big. She couldn’t do this.

  He reached around her. Started running an oil-covered fingertip back and forth over her clit. Her pussy spasmed, clenching around Jynn’s cock. She felt him pulse inside her and squeezed again, this time on purpose.

  Jynn growled. “Careful, little one – or you’ll get fucked a lot harder than I planned for our first time.” He slid out a little, and she whimpered.

  Her whimper turned into a gasp when Jax eased his cock into her ass as he fondled her swollen clit.

  Their gyron sizzled through her, fueling dark desires. She pressed back against him, desperate for more. He eased out instead, as Jynn rocked his hips, thrusting back in.

  The first wave hit. Pouring over her, hot as molten lava. She screamed, clenching around him again as she spasmed.

  Oooh! He’d pulled back, and Jax slid deeper. Stroking dark new places. Forbidden places. Unlocking a savage lust she’d never felt before.

  She closed her eyes and surrendered. Opened her body and her heart to her Mates. Let the waves of passion build, each one carrying her higher. Let her Mates rock her back and forth between them. Fill her. Fuck her. Love her.

  Epilogue

  Kyra swiped her palms over her skirt then stared in horror at the trails of damp sweat she’d left on the delicate fabric of her flaming red floor-length gown.

  “Wait! I can’t go there looking like this.” She whirled around, prepared to flee – and hit a seven foot wall of solid flesh.

  Jynn wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Kyee-rha, my love. What’s wrong? You look beautiful.”

  “No, I don’t,” she snapped. “Can’t you see? I’ve ruined my new dress.” She flapped her hands over it frantically, as though the slight current of air would make the stains disappear.

  “Mind your temper, little human. My brother spoke kindly to you. He didn’t deserve your cross response.” Jax stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “There’s still time to take you back to our quarters for a reminder of what constitutes proper behavior for a Tharan Mate. Do you need to bend over the bed, pull that skirt up to your waist, and bare your bottom for us? We’ll spank your curvy little ass until it’s as red as that dress.”

  Her pussy spasmed. Dear heaven. Look what they’ve done to me! I used to be a tough military officer. Now all I have to do is hear that masterful tone in Jax’s voice and I’m aching to be spanked hard and then fucked harder.

  “You’re right. I was rude.” She turned to Jynn. “I’m sorry, my lord. It’s just that I…” Her voice quavered. “I’ve never owned a dress before. Fe
males no longer wear them on Earth. You and Jax bought me three lovely gowns when we stopped on Euxcelon, but this one is my favorite. I’ve been saving it for today. I wanted to look nice when we arrived on Tharon, and now – look what I’ve done to it.”

  She swiped a hand angrily over her eyes.

  “Don’t cry, my love. It’s just a piece of cloth. We’ll buy you a dozen new dresses, all of them nicer than this one.”

  She found it easier to handle Jax’s stern manner than Jynn’s gentle tone. “I’m not crying,” she wailed. “I’m a soldier. I never cry. Well, except for that night when Jax spanked me and then you both…” She could feel her cheeks getting hot. Even now, after the three of them had done the most intimate things imaginable, she found it hard to talk openly about sex.

  Jynn gave her a wicked grin. “We both. I’ve never heard anyone use that word to describe Tharan mating. Is that what you call it on Earth when you get fucked by two males while you scream with pleasure?” His grin faded. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t tease you when you’re upset. And you’re right. Compared to the way you sobbed your heart out that night, this isn’t crying.”

  She sniffed and pulled herself together. “I was trying to say I want to look pretty so both of you would be proud to introduce me to everyone as your Mate.”

  The twins moved as one, enveloping her in a warm hug. “You don’t have to worry about looking pretty.” Jax dropped a kiss on her forehead. “We think you’re beautiful. And not just on the outside. You’ll find Tharans don’t judge other beings by their attractiveness. You have a beautiful soul. It shines forth in everything you do. We’ve seen the kindness you’ve shown to the alien females. Ceres told us how you took her under your wing, how fiercely you protected her from Bophe. Jynn and I can’t wait for all our friends to meet you.”