Kríe Captivity (The Nira Chronicles Book 1)

by Kora Knight

  Chet jerked with a curse, eyes rolling into his head.

  Roni laughed and did it again, watching the stuff shoot high, then aimed things for his own mouth next. Shuddering, Chet watched as Roni triggered another blast, watched as he swallowed the thing whole.

  Roni growled and licked his lips. “You are exceptionally tasty.”

  Chet shuddered beneath him. “Fuck, Roni. Please.”

  Roni gazed at him heatedly. “You want to come. But tell me, do you also want my cock?”

  Chet stilled, lips parting, but no words came out. As if admitting such was just too hard. Which Alec could understand, considering Chet and Roni’s dynamic. Archrivals by day, fuck partners by night.

  Roni grinned. “You still do not know for sure. Perhaps this will help you decide.” His buried hand’s forearm constricted. “I have just made a fist inside you, Chet. Now I will rub it against your treasure.” He swiveled his thick wrist left and right, then gave it a few shallow pumps.

  Chet’s mouth dropped open on a full-body quake. “Oh m-m-y God. Oh, s-s-son of a b-b-bitch.”

  Roni laughed again. “This is what my cock would feel like. Do you know if you want it now?”

  Chet shuddered even harder, then nodded like a mad man. “Yes! Oh, f-f-fuck yes! I d-d-definitely want your cock!”

  Roni kept his fist moving. “Ask nicely, my bitch. Ask nicely for your big Kríe’s thick cock.”

  “Please!” Chet howled. “Aw fuck, Roni, please! Please let me have your thick cock!”

  “Deep in your ass?”

  “Yes! Deep in my ass! Fucking me hard till I come!”

  Roni purred once more. “Very well. You shall have it. Nira knows you have waited long enough.” Pulling his hand free, he smiled at Chet’s hole, clearly pleased that it’d stayed nice and open. “So ready for me,” he mused, squeezing his fist up his shaft. Fresh lube oozed from the thing’s broad head. Roni slicked up and rose back onto his knees. Dark eyes churning, he nudged his cock into place. “I am going to fill every inch of you now, until all that you know is Roni.”

  Chet panted restlessly as Roni pushed inside, his fat crown the first thing to vanish. Then inch after inch of thick, dark shaft, until half a foot was solidly buried. Chet bucked with a gasp. Roni must have reached his G.

  Pausing, Roni gripped the backs of Chet’s thighs. “Are you alright, kensa? Still too much for my bitch?”

  But apparently Chet couldn’t answer. Jaw clenched, brows pinched, he shook his head, staring at the massive dick entering him.

  Roni’s lips quirked. “Bellah.” Good. “Because here comes the rest.”

  Steadily his hips sank him deeper into Chet’s depths. Seven inches… eight inches… nine inches…. Ten….

  Chet panted harder, a grimace forming fast. “Fuck. Aw, fuck. Goddamn it. So big.”

  Roni withdrew to eight inches and rocked back and forth.

  Eight—nine—eight—nine—Then a fast slam to twelve.

  “Ungh! Aw, FUCK!” Chet shouted in alarm.

  “Yesss… So deep,” Roni rumbled, starting to thrust. “I own you now, warrior. My pretty little bitch. I own you now inside and out.”

  Chet’s pinned frame shook from head to toe. “J-J-Jesus!” he cried out. “So f-f-fucking full!”

  Roni grinned and thrust harder. “You like that.”

  “Ungh! Fuck!”

  Alec’s heart pounded wildly as he watched them go, shuddering when Miros grazed him with his fangs. His dick was straining, his nuts were throbbing, and he could feel his ass relaxing around that plug. But two seconds later, the sound of Bailey’s shout wrenched his gaze past Chet and Roni.

  The twins had both scientists laid out on their sides, facing each other, but with their heads in opposite directions. Aka the age-old position sixty-nine. Filli and Fin were spooned up behind them, holding the teammates’ top legs raised. Probably to give their dicks ample room as they shoved the things deeper inside. Bailey and Jamis grimaced and arched their backs, until finally the twins were in to the hilt. But then, instead of going thrust-crazy, they paused and gripped the scientists’ bound wrists.

  “Need us to move now?” Filli wickedly murmured. “To fuck you in your tight little ass?”

  “Yes. Shit, yes,” Bailey panted. “Need to come.”

  “So bad,” Jamis strained out. “God, please.”

  The Kríe swapped smirks, then moved the guys’ hands so their fingers pressed against each other’s junk.

  “These cocks are yours now,” Finn started to explain, allowing his brother to finish.

  “Keep them in your mouths, and we will keep ours in your ass.”

  Bailey and Jamis stiffened. The twins grinned and slid off their blindfolds.

  “Oh, Jesus,” Jamis blurted. “Bailey’s dick? Are you serious?”

  Bailey groaned. “Oh for shit’s fucking sake.”

  The dark males snickered and nodded in unison, giving their hips lazy pumps. “Yes. We are serious. Want to watch you as we fuck.”

  The two men moaned, rocking their stuffed asses, then reluctantly gripped the other’s boner.

  “Ugh. For science,” Bailey warily conceded.

  “For the sake of education,” Jamis muttered.

  Huge grins spread across the brothers’ features as they steadily sped up their thrusts. “Science and education. Ah, yes. Our favorites.”

  The teammates coughed laughs around each other’s dick.

  “You guys are fucking nuts.”

  And Alec would have to agree. He’d honestly never seen anything so depraved. Miros ground his erection against Alec’s stomach and hungrily nipped at his neck. And then his huge claw reached between their bodies and grasped hold of both of their shafts.

  Faster, he rocked, clutching them tight. “Cannot wait to hear the sounds you make while my cock moves deep inside you.”

  “Shit.” Alec panted, Miros’ hand job making him crazy. “Neither the fuck can I.”

  Miros chuckled and let go to reach further down. Slowly, he ran his finger around Alec’s plug where that venom was working its magic. Loosening Alec up, getting him primed. But instead of pulling it out, Miros slid his finger inside and circled it around the handle’s base. “Ah, yes. You are nearly ready to begin.” Hungrily, he latched onto Alec’s neck and sucked.

  But that wasn’t what Alec wanted to hear. Beyond sexually frustrated, he turned his head and snagged Miros’ earlobe with his teeth. “Can’t nearly ready be bumped to right now?”

  Miros shuddered, then chuffed against Alec’s skin. “Patience, moyo. Just a moment longer. You do not want to tear.”

  To their left, Naydo’s thick timbre derailed Alec’s irritation as the Kríe addressed Alec’s second in command. “Close your eyes, Zaden. Think back to the river. Imagine we are finishing what we started…”

  Alec’s sex-starved gaze took them in. Naydo sat on his heels atop the pelt, while Zaden stood straddling his thighs. Z’s eyes were shut and he was stroking his cock, most likely like he’d done in the water. And just like in the water, Naydo’s two big fingers were buried around back in Zaden’s ass. Slowly, he pumped them as Zaden twitched, all the while lapping at Z’s balls. Zaden’s breaths turned shallow and his legs started to falter.

  Naydo paused and looked up, gripping Z’s hips. “Let your knees bend, Zayden. I will not let you fall.”

  Zaden exhaled roughly, but willingly complied. Carefully, Naydo lowered him down to his cock, then eased Z onto his crown. Zaden moaned, but didn’t stop stroking his cock. Nor did he open his eyes. Lower, lower, Naydo sank him down, growling when Z visibly jerked.

  “Ah… Your jewel. I can feel it against my cock. So full, Zaden. It is ready to pop.”

  Zaden groaned and nodded, eyes squeezing tight as Naydo’s huge dick drove higher into his body. Before long, the Kríe had him fully impaled, and started to move his hips. “This is what you wanted, Zaden, back in that river... And this is what I wanted to give you.”

  Zaden no
dded faster, his pants quickening, too. “Yes. Yes, I wanted it.” He grimaced. “So big.”

  Naydo grinned and thrust harder. “If we had more days, you would learn to love my great big Kríe cock.”

  Zaden hissed through clenched teeth. “Ungh! Holy fuck. Loving your big Kríe cock now.” As if needing an anchor, he abandoned his dick and hooked his bound wrists around Naydo’s neck.

  “Yesss,” Naydo purred, wrapping his arms around Z’s ribs. Latching his mouth to Zaden’s hard nipple, he suckled it as they continued to fuck.

  Something Alec really needed to be doing now, too.

  As if sensing his distress, Miros rumbled and sat back, pulled the plug free and reached for lube. Alec’s heart hammered in equal parts need and fear. God, he hoped that venom shit worked. But when multiple slick fingers slid past his hole, he didn’t feel a single bite of pain.

  “Bellah,” Miros murmured. “Very, very good.” His smoldering golden eyes locked firmly with Alec’s. “Relax and rest your hands above your head.”

  Not wanting to be the reason for any more delays, Alec nodded and quickly complied. Miros seared his body with a hot, hungry look. Then he grabbed his own dick at its base. Fingers tight, he slid his fist up his shaft till a fat bead of precum emerged. Man, Kríe males made some serious lube. And for some reason, Alec found that hot as shit.

  Pinning Alec’s knees more securely to his chest, Miros pressed his glossy crown to Alec’s hole. “I am going to make your long wait worth it. I am going to make you relish Kríe cock.” And that was the only heads up Alec got before Miros shoved his big dick inside.

  Alec sucked in a breath, eyes snapping super-wide. “Uh! Aw, fuck! Did you give me it all at once?”

  Miros laughed robustly and shook his head. “No, funny human. Not even close.”

  Alec tensed, then groaned as Miros pushed himself deeper. Holy motherfucker. He felt fricking enormous. So much bigger than Alec had imagined. He shifted his hips and tried to adjust. Because while his sphincter was being all laidback and chill, his channel was beyond overloaded. Miros shoved forward again with a little more fervor, igniting Alec’s whole fucking body.

  “Ungh! Ah, God! You just rammed my G!”

  Miros chuckled and braced himself beside Alec’s shoulders. “Yes,” he growled. “Now I do it again.” Rocking his hips backward, he briskly thrust them forward.

  “Uh!” Alec cried out, arching hard.

  Miros snarled and shoved deeper, as if anxious to fill Alec completely. Alec squirmed beneath him, breathing fast. It was all just so crazy. So fucking surreal. He was getting friggin’ plowed by an alien. And not just any alien, but a huge freaking male. With skin of midnight purple, and fangs like a mega-vamp. Not to mention his bad-ass horns, all pierced-up like a bred-for-sex demon.

  Alec panted, fists clenching above his head as Miros thrust steadily deeper. God, how many inches were crammed in him now? Miros pulled back, then thrust forward harder than ever, slamming their bodies with a smack! Alec’s everything locked up, stars littering his vision.

  “All of you?” he gasped out.

  “All of me,” Miros purred.

  Alec shivered, swallowing hard, and gave a nod. “Good. Now make me fucking come.”

  Miros’ lips curved wryly. “Hold on, moyo.”

  But before Alec could ask what to hold on to, the Kríe started steadily pounding. Breath punched past Alec’s lips, followed by grunts—and a shit ton of other blissed-out sounds. Sounds that couldn’t even begin to describe just how good Miros’ gigantic dick felt. So much mass, Alec could barely stand it, and yet he wouldn’t give up an inch.

  Miros dipped his head down, hot breaths panting along Alec’s neck. Fuck, now the Kríe’s locks were brushing Alec’s skin, stimulating every nerve ending even more…

  A deep-throated moan rose up from his chest. “Miros. Ah, shit, Kríe. Ah, fuck yeah. Don’t stop.”

  But now he truly did need something to hold on to. Not thinking, just acting, he lifted his hands and grasped hold of Miros’ sleek horns. Every single muscle of the huge male tensed, then fell into a violent shudder.

  “Alec,” he bit out. “You touch me in a way you do not understand.” His hips pistoned faster. “But now that you have, I warn you, human, do not even think to let go.”

  Alec’s eyes went wide. Too fast! Too hard! Each thrust grinding furiously against his G. His mouth dropped open. His head craned back. His tense fingers gripped even tighter.

  Miros growled against his ear, sounding out of control. “Need to mark you! Your hands make me need to mark you!”

  But ringleader Roni must’ve had other plans. Because right as Miros bared his fangs to bite Alec’s neck, Roni shouted to a group of Kríe nearby.

  “Nenya! Tacha! Rhya shay tai!” Come! Hurry! Fuck us now!

  And apparently they didn’t need to be told twice.

  Not five seconds later, Miros grunted and fell forward as a huge male mounted him from behind. Chest heaving, nearly crushing Alec under his weight, Miros struggled to lift himself back up. As soon as he did, though, he roared in raw pleasure, coming hard as he thrust even faster.

  Alec’s body quaked viciously, then arched up hard. He could literally feel Miros’ dick kicking deep inside him, pumping out hot jets of seed.

  “Fuck!” Alec cried, the flood igniting his prostate, exploding bliss violently through his channel. Steaming, thick cum rifled from his cock, pelting him and Miros in the chest. Miros shoved the Kríe fucking him roughly away, pulled out, and threw Alec onto his stomach. But only for a second. Then Alec was yanked to all fours. Next thing he knew, he was unloading in a tankard, with Miros back to pounding his ass.

  “Uh!” Alec shouted, face falling into the fur. “Uh! Uh, fuck! Uh, fuck!”

  But Miros just kept thrusting, just kept fucking away, while Alec just kept filling up that mug. He didn’t stop, either. Didn’t begin to even relent, until his body was consumed with non-stop shudders. But even then, his nuts and G kept on going, pelting cum steadily into that tankard. Miros downshifted to slow, as if somehow knowing Alec still had a ways to go.

  Long minutes later, Alec groaned into the pelt, his brain finally coming back online. To his utter amazement, as his body lay lifeless, his dick was still gently pumping. He could hear each soft spurt as it entered thick liquid. And man, did that canister sound full. Alec moaned again, shivering for each small release. Because, technically, he still was fucking orgasming.

  Behind him, Miros thrummed, one hand stroking Alec’s hip while the other lightly squeezed Alec’s sac. All the while, thrusting languidly into Alec’s body, until no more sound echoed from the tankard. Then, very carefully, he pulled the mug away, withdrew, and eased Alec onto his back.

  Big bright eyes gleamed down at Alec’s face. “You look very sated.”

  Alec’s lips curved. “Can’t move.”

  And that was no exaggeration. Not one muscle was willing to work. But Alec didn’t care, not in the slightest. Even when his ass started leaking. Because for the first time in what felt like a fricking eternity, he didn’t have the crazed need to come. In fact, he wasn’t sure his body had ever felt such peace.

  Alec half-expected his rose-colored glasses to finally fade. For the spell he was under to wear off. But surprisingly, it didn’t. Hell, it might’ve even gotten stronger. In truth, as he looked at the Kríe who’d just leveled him, he couldn’t feel anything but gratitude.

  Alec stilled, brows hiking as he realized what Miros was doing. “Whoa. Holy shit. Are you seriously drinking my jizz?”

  Miros pulled the tankard away from his mouth and happily licked his lips. “I am, and will continue to until every drop is gone.”

  Alec grimaced in confusion. “But—But why?”

  “Because not only is your “jizz” exceptionally delicious, but here, on our planet, all seed is revered. If it is not spilled for procreation, then we consider it nourishment, and return it in full to our bodies.”

  Alec stared
at him. “Oh.”

  Miros smiled and resumed drinking, emitting happy growls with each swallow.

  Alec turned his eyes to find the others in similar situations. Unable to help it, he bit back a laugh. Because beside each contentedly sipping Kríe sat an equally baffled-looking human. Where the twins were concerned, though, things looked a bit different, their tankards laying completely untouched. Made Alec wonder if they’d drank straight from the tap. After all, sixty-nine would make the scientists’ cocks reachable, as long as each Kríe drank from the other’s pet. Bailey and Jamis certainly seemed good with whatever transpired. Flushed and still panting, they laid with eyes closed, their lips curved in clear satiation.

  Alec shook his head and glanced back at Zaden. Seemingly over the shock of what Naydo was drinking, he now looked just as boneless as Alec. Naydo, however, sat nestled against Z’s side, idly stroking Zaden’s hip. Damn. Those two looked way too cozy.

  Sliding his gaze to Chet, Alec exhaled with a smile. He’d finally been untied, and with his head on Roni’s lap, seemed more than a little bit sated. Of course, Roni looked pretty replete himself, all casually nursing his “drink.”

  Alec cocked his head as he eyed them. They looked ridiculously chilled together, too. Which almost surprised him, but yeah, not really. Because where on one hand he’d have expected Chet to bolt from Roni once freed, Alec also suspected that, regardless of how intense, Chet had just experienced the ride of his life. And just as promised, Roni hadn’t hurt him. At least not in a way Chet couldn’t handle. Hell, by the look of things, Roni hadn’t just left Chet unscathed, but utterly fucking satisfied.

  God, this was all too bizarre to digest. To have waited so long to find relief, then to finally have done so at the hands of such beasts? Though in fairness, he couldn’t really call them beasts. He could, however, call them enigmas. Enigmas with mind-bogglingly, contradictive natures. So unrefined, yet so incredibly intelligent. A species that would to take Alec a very long time to fully wrap his brain around.

  A sinking feeling settled into his gut. Would he even get a long time? What was going to happen to him and his team now? He looked up at the sleeping structure where he last saw Gesh and Noah. He could only see their feet peeking over the edge, but they didn’t appear to be moving. Guess they’d fallen asleep. Thing was, Noah’s smaller feet were between that of Gesh’s. And where Gesh’s big toes were pointing up, Noah’s were pointing down. Which told Alec they weren’t just snoozing super close, but that Noah was literally on top of Gesh’s body.