He felt they fit together perfectly. He so admired her strength and even her stubbornness. She’d taken the wrong path in life, but she’d never totally sold out her people. And now she was ready to return and he wanted to help her do that.
He glanced at Pitch, who stood waiting for his signal. “Remember,” he said to the man in a low voice. “She’s mine.” Meaning, if Pitch overstepped his bounds, he’d pay the consequences.
In acknowledgment, the man nodded.
Kam stepped over Halah and kneeled down beside her. He’d noticed the momentary widening of her eyes when he’d spoken to Pitch, declaring his claim on her, and he wondered at her thoughts. Soon enough, he’d know, he supposed. His wrist sensor didn’t indicate any resentment or anger in her, only need. He cupped one of her breasts and brushed his thumb across the nipple. Pitch knelt on her opposite side and mimicked his actions.
She pushed up against their touches, showing them her enjoyment. Good. He wanted only pleasure for her. “You can stop this anytime you want,” he said to her, wanting her to know that she retained control of the situation from beginning to end.
“I know,” she replied softly, covering his hand with hers. “Show me the Warrior way.”
Kam groaned. He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Delicious. He saw Pitch lean over and lap at Halah’s other nipple. They’d give her an experience she wouldn’t soon forget. But after this, Halah was his. And his alone. Somehow he’d convince her to stay with him. And if she insisted on returning to Sunevia with Josella, he’d go with her. He didn’t intend to lose this woman without putting up the fight of his life.
“Mmm, suck me…”
After a long, hard draw, he released her nipple and moved to whisper in her ear.
“No electrical sex with Pitch.” He didn’t want any other to experience that bond of deep ecstasy he’d shared with her.
She turned her head and kissed him lightly on the lips. “No. Only with you.”
Relief rushed through him, for he’d worried she might not understand his possessiveness of that part of their relationship. When she suddenly moaned and closed her eyes, he looked over at Pitch. The man was chewing lightly on her nipple.
“Harder, Pitch. Rough and hard.”
The man bit down, and Halah shrieked at the delicious combination of pain and pleasure that shot through her. “Oh! Yes, do it!”
Kam smiled. Time to show her just how much pleasure they were capable of giving her.
Halah felt Kam’s hands glide over her body. It amazed her how even with her eyes closed, she could tell exactly who touched her where. Kam’s hands moved with gentle desire. Pitch’s moved with needy lust. The perfect contrast, as if Kam knew that’s exactly what she craved.
Pitch released her nipple, and she relaxed. He lapped at the tender bud until she sighed.
Gently, they positioned her on her side, and she felt Kam move behind her. He lifted her leg over his hip, then slowly slid into her pussy from behind. “Yes…” His cock seemed to go on forever and filled her more deeply than any man ever had.
“How’s her pussy feel?” Pitch asked.
“Incredible. Wet and warm. And so fucking tight.”
Pitch groaned. “You’re torturing me on purpose.”
Kam simply chuckled.
Unexpectedly, he rolled over onto his back, taking her with him. “Oh!” She lay on top of him, his cock deeply embedded in her pussy.
Pitch moved between their legs. “Let’s see how much you can take, Halah.” With his thumbs, he spread her pussy and leaned over her.
When his tongue grazed her clit, she gasped at the sensation. “Ah!”
Kam pumped his hips lightly and Pitch continued to lick her, his tongue circling her clit, lapping at the tip, then circling again. Both men moved slowly, but deliberately.
“You’re any man’s fantasy,” Kam whispered to her. “My cock feels as hard as stone.
Be prepared, Halah. You’re going to get fucked until you can’t even turn over without help.”
She groaned lightly at his words, erotic images filling her head.
Pitch took her clit between his teeth. He chewed on the fleshy bud, alternating between gentle and hard, making her squirm.
The double sensation of Kam’s cock and Pitch’s teeth sent her quickly over the edge. A powerful climax shot from her pussy, right up her body, and back down to her toes. She writhed and twisted between the two men. “Oh, yes!”
A tongue, Kam’s, licked at her ear. “Don’t hold back. Let go completely, Halah.
Give us the control. Let us have all of you.”
“Yes!” She came once more, trusting them to take care of her. She released her awareness of everything around her except for what was happening to her body. Kam tweaked her nipples, then rolled and twisted them. Pitch sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Her body tightened, and she exploded all over again. The unending orgasms rolled through her. She never knew anything like this was even possible.
“Yeees!” After too many climaxes to count, Halah collapsed. Totally satisfied and spent, she lay limply on top of Kam. She felt his cock still hard inside her. “You didn’t come.”
Her voice sounded breathy. She wanted—needed—him to come, too.
Pitch crouched beside them, his cock also hard. “We’ll come, Halah. Both of us.” He wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “Stroke me.”
Without hesitation, she moved her hand up and down his cock, using an easy touch. Clear drops of pre-cum dotted the tip, capturing her attention. He scooted so close to her that the scent of his arousal filled her nose.
“Now lick my cock. I need to feel your tongue on me.”
She raised her head, and her tongue darted out. She lapped at the tip of his cock, licking up the drops. Musky. When she heard both men growl, she stopped, a smile on her face.
Pitch’s fingers curled into fists. “Oh, damn! I need to fuck you something fierce.”
His eyes moved past her to look at Kam.
Kam rolled her onto her stomach and pulled out of her. The two men turned her onto her back. Kam covered her body with his. Without a word, he pushed his cock into her pussy again, then rolled onto his back. When she moved to rise up and ride him, he held her arms, stopping her.
“No.”
No? He didn’t want her to…
Pitch pushed her head onto Kam’s chest. “Stay down. We’re directing this fuck. Not you.” He slapped her ass—once, twice, three times.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
“Harder,” Kam instructed.
Halah’s mouth went dry, and her heart raced. With more force, Pitch’s hand smacked down repeatedly on her ass. She moaned loudly.
“Oh, yeah,” Kam groaned. “Don’t stop. Every time you spank her, her pussy grips my cock tighter. The harder you spank, the harder her cunt grips me.”
Pitch chuckled and spanked her again. Strong, solid smacks. “Damn! You’re so fucking hot, Halah.” His hand slapped first one cheek, then the other. “You love this, don’t you?” He spanked her cheeks over and over, until she squirmed.
“Enough, enough!” Her ass felt on fire. She couldn’t take any more.
Pitch didn’t stop, and she whimpered. “Please…”
“Hey!” Kam yelled, catching Pitch’s attention.
Kam signed sharply to him. That’s when the man finally backed off. The breath whooshed out of her, thankful for the reprieve.
With gentle strokes, Kam rubbed her back.
Following his lead, Pitch’s hands lightly massaged the tender flesh of her ass, soothing her. Then he slowly spread her cheeks.
Just as she started to protest, she felt his tongue circle her hole. Her ass, extra sensitive, literally tingled. “Oh, ah, yes!” She hadn’t expected a thrill of such magnitude to shoot up her spine.
Kam grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head. At the same moment he plunged hi
s tongue into her mouth, Pitch plunged his tongue into her ass. She jerked at the sensation. And she came. Hard. Her hips slammed down against Kam, who moaned into her mouth.
She came longer than she ever expected possible, experiencing multiple orgasms.
She didn’t stop coming until Pitch finally pulled his tongue out of her ass. Kam broke their kiss and she lay draped across his body. Out of breath. “That was…great.” He held her gently, as his hips continued to lightly pump her pussy.
“We’re not through yet, Halah,” Pitch said, his voice gravelly and full of need.
All she could do was lie there. And wait for whatever else they had in mind. Every muscle in her body felt weak and liquefied. Suddenly, something hard pressed against her asshole. She jerked. Pitch’s cock! He was going to fuck her in the ass!
Kam cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes. “Ease it in,” he told Pitch.
“Slowly. Don’t look away, Halah. I want to watch your eyes while he’s entering you.”
She swallowed hard. As Pitch’s cock pushed into her ass, she gasped.
A smile crossed Kam’s face. “Absolutely gorgeous. Your eyes grow so dark when you’re sexually stimulated.” He released her cheeks and urged her to bury her face in the crook of his neck. “Just let us fuck you until we’re spent.”
And the two men did just that. They began fucking her, moving in such perfect rhythm with each other that she wondered if they’d done this before with other women.
Faster and faster they moved. “Yes, don’t stop.” Her body wanted more. “Harder!”
she begged, her voice muffled against Kam’s skin. She wanted to feel everything to the extreme. Kam plunged repeatedly into her pussy. Pitch hammered her ass.
“Ah-ah! Yes!” Halah came once, twice, and then a third time. She couldn’t remember ever coming so much. Her pussy and ass clenched around their cocks. She felt Pitch stiffen.
“Fuck!” He slammed into her hard and spewed his cum into her ass. “Yeah!” With a loud groan of satisfaction, he collapsed onto her back. After recovering, he pulled out and rolled off her body.
Kam rolled her over onto her back, staying inside her. He stroked her cheeks with his fingertips as he settled his hips against her. “Can you take some more?”
She felt his cock, still hard inside her. How had he been able to hold out for so long?
She was more than impressed with his sexual endurance and prowess. “I want you to come inside me.” She needed to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her to feel truly satisfied.
“I want that, too.” He rocked his hips against hers and leaned in for a kiss.
Halah wrapped her legs around his hips. Her tongue slid along his, touching and tasting. She scraped her fingernails down his back.
He tore his mouth from hers. “Ah…nice.” His hips jerked, and he fucked her a little faster, pushing deep. “Make me come, Halah.”
Almost a challenge, she thought, at the sound of his voice. When he stared deeply into her eyes, she instinctively knew what he wanted. One of her hands glided down his back and she eased between his ass cheeks with her finger. Lightly, she probed his hole, sending a small electrical charge with each touch. He’d come for her. No doubt about it.
“Oh, yeah, Halah!” He plunged into her body hard and fast. “Damn, yes! That’s good!”
She reaped the benefits of his pleasure. “Yes! Fuck me, Kam! Don’t hold back.”
“Fuck her rough,” Pitch encouraged, excitement lacing his voice. “She’s begging for it.”
Halah loved the feel of Kam moving inside her so urgently. She pushed her finger all the way into his ass, curled it inside him, and upped the electrical charge, tapping all his sensitive areas.
Kam went wild. His groans echoed off the orbiter walls, and he began fucking her like some savage animal, unable to get deep enough or move fast and hard enough. She locked herself around him, holding on and loving every second of his feral taking of her.
“Damn,” Pitch said, sitting beside them and watching. “You two are fucking like Xylon Def’mals.”
Halah barely registered his words. A Def’mal was a Xylon forest dweller, rarely seen. A humanoid savage whose mating rituals were reported to be almost violent in nature. Not really a good comparison, she thought, as her body began to tighten. She craved this from Kam and simply viewed it as two people in need of each other beyond all else.
A flutter built up inside her, moving through her body. “Yes, Kam! I’m…I’m going to come again!”
“Come for me now!” Kam ordered. “Right now!”
“Oh-ah-oh!” She exploded in a powerful climax that shook her world.
Kam’s body tightened and he also climaxed, his voice filling the orbiter with his pleasure and satisfaction. “Halah! Oh, fucking yes!”
After the tremors passed, they lay in each other’s arms, breathing heavily.
She felt Kam sign “I love you” against her back, using the Warrior upper-class method of silent communication. She sucked in a sharp breath, not having expected that from him. Each word of his touch burned against her skin. Halah’s heart clenched and her voice caught in her throat so tightly that she couldn’t speak.
Instead, she swallowed hard and stroked his cheek. She’d never felt so sexually and emotionally fulfilled as she did right now.
Glancing to their side, she saw that Pitch had gone up to the front of the orbiter, leaving them alone.
She cleared her throat, preparing her words. But before she could voice her feelings in return, Kam kissed her gently on the lips, then he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
A small sigh escaped her. He never demanded anything from her that she wasn’t ready to give. As if he knew… She respected and appreciated that more than he would ever realize.
She closed her eyes, snuggling against him. And finally, after settling in her head what her true feelings for this man really were, she fell into a deep and contented sleep.
Chapter Fourteen
Forests of Xylon
Erik flipped a few switches, going from screen to screen, double-checking the data.
He turned to Laszlo. “I’m getting in reports that some Marid transports are turning back and leaving Xylon’s atmosphere.” A huge sense of relief flowed through him.
Though he knew Xylon and the Lair were far from safe, at least now they might stand a fighting chance.
“Only some?” Laszlo’s brow furrowed.
“Yes. The rest are still dropping off foot troops, but I imagine that will be the last batch from the look of things. I’m picking up patchy communications of withdrawal orders. They must have gotten at least partial comm abilities back. The transmissions aren’t coming from Marid though. It’s ship to ship. They’re trying to regroup and assess their malfunctioning controls. That’ll give us some breathing room to do the same.
Hopefully, Kam and Halah damaged their systems enough that Daegal will call a cease-fire, for now, at least.”
“How’d our people fair?”
“I don’t have any casualty reports right now, so I can’t tell how effective the Egesa were against our Warriors. I’ll see what I can find out.”
“Slave transports?”
“No ships are taking off from the Xylon surface, so I don’t think they’ve taken any captives off-world yet. Or if they have, they’ve stopped for now.” The Council should approve rescue missions soon. They needed to get their people safely back on Xylon and recover any Warriors taken during or previous to the war. They couldn’t afford not to repopulate their security forces. Every man and woman was important to their survival now.
“What else?”
“Riot reports coming in from the Banishment Zones,” Brianna reported from another station.
“Good.” Laszlo nodded. “The more problems and distractions they give Daegal and his followers the better. Is Marid sending in support troops?”
“Not that I can tell,�
� she answered. “They will probably concentrate on Xylon and the outer planets, and leave the Zones for last. The prisoners in the Zones are mostly contained, since there aren’t many ships for them to confiscate, even if they do overrun security. I don’t think Daegal will give them high priority.”
“What’s happening in the Lair?” Laszlo glanced over at Briggs before returning his attention to the multiple control screens mounted along the opposite wall.
Erik also glanced over at Briggs, who sat near Laszlo and seemed to be studying everything more closely than Erik felt comfortable with. The man was no dummy, even if only an Earth military officer. Someone from another planetary system shouldn’t be trusted enough to listen to all the goings-on here, but that was Laszlo’s call. Not his.
An Earth man. Erik shook his head, hardly believing the Colonel was actually here.
Briggs’ presence couldn’t mean anything good. “Nothing is happening in the Lair. Not a damn thing, as far as I can tell. It’s dead over there.”
“What do you mean dead? There have to be security details moving around. What’s the activity from Command Center?”
“No readings.” Erik felt helpless. What the hell was going on down in the Lair? Had everyone abandoned their posts when Brianna disappeared? Torque and Tara should still be there. Torque would assume command. Brianna had said so. Even if a Council member had taken over, there should be something registering. Some sort of energy output. “Is there a way to scan the CC from here to at least check for life forms?”
“Yes. Panel L36.”
Erik moved over to the specified panel. Yes. There it was. After feeding in the coordinates, he turned on the directional scanner and waited. “All right. I’m getting readings. Definite life, but this doesn’t say how many, nor show if anyone is injured.”
“No, unfortunately the scanner is not that detailed. I didn’t have time to upgrade the system in this particular facility.”
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