by J. J. Lore
Mal made a harrumphing sound and moved under her until he’d rolled to his side, pressing her body firmly along the length of his. The hard length of his erect cock was impossible to ignore as it dug into her belly, and her pussy swelled in response. She realized he hadn’t penetrated her earlier in their wanton romp in the bath, and her skin prickled hot with sudden desire for him. He seemed to detect her change in mood because he began to stroke his hand up and down her back in slow swoops, allowing his fingertips to press further between her buttocks with every repetition. She wriggled and pulled up the hem of her borrowed tunic so he could touch her skin. With a pleased rumble he added his other hand to the mix, and this one delved up the front of her tunic to cup her breast.
“What do you wish for your future, when you return to Earth?” His question was so soft she barely heard it as she concentrated on alternating between struggling to remove her garment and caressing his arms and chest. Her pussy was so hot and full she almost grabbed his hand to pull it between her legs, but restrained herself to merely lifting one of her legs to drape it over his hip, as clear an invitation she could make.
“I don’t know. I haven’t thought that far ahead.” In truth, she didn’t want to consider it all. Being on board this luxurious ship, filled with delicious food she hadn’t cooked, and most of all learning how sexually pleased she could be, courtesy of these skilled and considerate men, was all she wanted to think about.
“Know that Edem and I will ensure your safety on Earth,” he whispered in her ear as he lifted off her tunic then immediately grasped her bare breasts in his warm hands. She gasped and pulled at his shoulders. “We will purchase you a secure abode in a tranquil clime. Ensure a safe future for you as best we are able.”
Now he was kissing her neck forcefully, his teeth nipping along her quivering skin, the sensation rocketing through her body. She didn’t mention there were no safe places left on Earth, no place free of threat from weather or privation, because his body was too much of a distraction. That wide chest she’d sheltered against before was somehow bare and hers to touch so she ran her hands along the sweeps of muscle, threaded her fingers through the hair that dusted it, raised herself up to lick first one pebbled nipple, then the other. He gripped at her thigh and moved her leg further up his body, widening her opening, and her pussy clenched. His wide, smooth cockhead slid over her entrance and up towards her clit while her hips bucked against her control. A frantic wave of need swept through her like a superheated bubble bursting, and she made an inarticulate sound of distress.
“What are you doing to her, Mal?” Edem’s sleep-softened voice interrupted them, and Corrine went still, unsure if this one-on-one session was somehow taboo for Alphans.
“Trying to satisfy her,” Mal replied in his normal, gravelly voice. “Will I satisfy you?” he addressed her.
“Yes. Please—” She lost the rest of her words along with her breath when she felt Edem crowd in behind her.
“I’d like to see, or will you have me lie here in the dark and listen to your provocative moans and cries?”
“It would serve you well to be denied once in a while,” Mal growled in what Corrine now recognized was a sarcastic tone. “Lights, twenty percent.”
The room brightened slightly only until she could make out Mal’s features. He pulled her in for a slow kiss as he worked his fingers along the cleft between her buttocks to brush the wet folds of her pussy. She cried out against his mouth, and he released her with the instructions to roll on her side and face Edem. She complied and found the other man reclining nearby, his head propped up on a cocked elbow like he had all the time in the world. His cock jutted against the thin material of his sleeping robe. Mal moved behind her and pulled her back against his chest. He ran his hand along her thigh and asked her to raise it up, making sure she could hold herself in that open position. Again she felt the tip of his cock unerringly nudge against her opening, and she remembered how large he was, wondering if this would become painful.
They were perfectly positioned for Edem to watch their bodies join. She prepared herself with a deep breath and a reminder to relax. There was sudden, intense pressure on the tender flesh of her opening, and she cried out, partly in discomfort, partly in surprise.
Mal drew away with a deep sigh of pent-up breath. “Apologies, I should have prepared you better.” He shifted his body back, but Corrine reached out to stop him.
“Try again.” She needed him and was determined her body would accommodate him just as it had Edem.
“Let me help,” Edem said softly as he turned toward the edge of the bed and fumbled in a cabinet she remembered seeing before falling asleep. With a sweep of his muscular arm, he pulled off his robe and revealed his flexing back tapering down to a tight, rounded ass. He spun on his knees and slid to them, a small jar in his hand.
“She’s very small, but with some of this,” Edem dipped his fingers in the pot and the emerged coated with a shiny substance smelling of crushed herbs, “it will be possible, as I have good cause to know.”
He gently massaged some along the folds of her pussy and the edges of her entrance. The fluid went from cool to warm and tingling as he rubbed, and she writhed against the bed, Mal not losing his grip on her upraised thigh. She glanced down and saw Edem was liberally applying more of the lubricant to his bondmate’s swollen cock, his hand sliding easily up and down pulling back Mal’s foreskin and revealing more of the head. It was big, and she fought down a flutter of fear at the thought of being pierced. She could feel the bigger man breathing hard against her back, his chest bumping into her with every deep inhalation.
Edem looked at her and smiled. “Mal is very gentle when it is called for.”
Again she felt his cockhead nudge at her most tender flesh as Edem’s slippery fingers eased her folds wider. This time the pressure was good, and she groaned loudly at the first few pushes for a bit of penetration. Mal rumbled something in Alphan and stroked his hand down her side a few times, then centered it on her lower belly as he pushed again. She let out a breath as his cock slid in further, stretching her more fully than she’d thought possible. The two men had a quick exchange in Alphan, and Edem began to gently rub at her twitching clit as Mal pulled her leg even higher for a final thrust.
She couldn’t hold back a strangled sob when he was finally within her. A confusing tangle of emotions boiling inside collided with the exquisitely erotic sensations the men were inflicting on her body, and all she could do was hold on and let everything wash over her. With unbelievably slow movements Mal stroked in and out as he pressed his mouth to her shoulder. Edem continued to tease her and whispered she should look and see how beautifully joined they were. Drawing up her courage, she craned her neck to gaze down her body, past Mal’s enormous golden hand splayed on her abdomen to the tangle of damp curls between her legs. His stout reddish cock, shiny with the fragrant oil and her body’s fluids, eased from her pussy then pushed in again past her pink lower lips, locking them together. Edem’s free hand stroked Mal’s balls, coating them with the slippery fluid even as he stimulated her. A dark thought intruded, and she wondered what it would feel like if Mal thrust into her mouth that way, or if Edem was in her mouth while Mal did just what he was doing. All her breath left her body, and she swooned, held close by the bigger man’s tight grip.
Some silent communication passed between the two men, or perhaps among all of them for Mal increased the speed of his thrusts, even as Edem lightened his caresses, making her strain forward for contact, aching for relief. Mal’s breath heaved in and out, and she felt like she could barely draw in enough oxygen to stay conscious as pressure built between her legs. At the edge of some internal precipice, she moaned both Mal and Edem’s names in a confused jumble. He glanced up at her, and his intent gaze softened.
“We have you. You’re safe.”
At his reassuring words, her whole body tightened as a powerful convulsion wracked every muscle, and she wailed out her pleasure, so inten
se it almost hurt as wave after wave of warmth pulsed from her pussy. Mal growled and set his teeth on her shoulder as his body jerked against hers. A few hard, irregular thrusts and he howled out her name, clutching down on her so hard she couldn’t move. She struggled to catch her breath as her limbs quivered in gentle aftershocks. Edem leaned her way and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, then repeated the caress to his bondmate. Mal moaned out a deep sigh and rolled to his back, finally releasing his hold on her. His cock, still thick and hard, slid from her body as hot fluids pattered her inner thighs. With a groan, she lowered her leg and adjusted her position on the bed. Her pussy ached both from Mal’s size and the strength of his penetrations.
She lay back and drifted a moment, then roused when she felt a warm cloth wiping down her belly and inner thighs. She sat up slightly and watched Edem as he attended to her with cleansing cloth, then after his gentle urging to spread her legs, he applied a cool gel to her folds and entrance. Mal rose from his prone position and ordered the lights to be brighter as he joined Edem in considering her pussy. She flushed with embarrassment at their study of her previously most secret parts.
“Are you uncomfortable?” Mal asked as he carefully massaged more of the gel along the sides of her still sensitized clit. She hissed in a breath and shook her head. Edem washed off Mal’s cock and pressed a quick kiss to his shoulder, then turned to her to help her into a sitting position between them.
“You were beautiful, Corrine, more lovely than any of my fantasies.”
The idea that these men gained so much pleasure from watching each other have sex, and be so open to adding another person to their obviously devoted relationship still shocked her a bit. She was also quite surprised that she’d so easily adjusted to their proclivities. Edem shifted next to her and his erect cock. While she and Mal had been fully engaged with each other, Edem had been neglected.
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The joy he was experiencing was matched only by his arousal, Edem realized with a sigh. Waking to the sounds of his bondmate and Corrine in the initial stages of intercourse and listening to their courting conversation had been thrilling and something he couldn’t help but want to join. It would have been equally provocative to stay silent and listen to them through the duration of their session. He was sure they would have attempted to stay quiet so as not disturb him, and the idea of them struggling not to groan and cry out was titillating. He’d try that soon with her or Mal. Just knowing one would be listening while he pleasured the other made his body hum with anticipation.
After shambling off to the bath and returning to the bed with a cleansing cloth which Edem used very gently on Corrine, Mal rolled onto his back and flung out his arms, his posture indicating he was spent. His staff, well-used and depleted, fell against his belly. Edem wondered how Corrine would react to him touching himself, for he ached for stimulation. She turned his way, arranging her thighs modestly together, and looked down at his staff.
“Let me,” she whispered as she reached for him. He laid a hand on her wrist.
“You must be tired. When Mal takes me, I’m weakened for an hour afterwards.”
Mal made a drowsy sound of derision. “If I’m such a strain why must I perform most every night?”
“Don’t complain as if you’re laboring with no reward,” Edem retorted. He turned his attention to the naked woman crouched in front of him, and his cock pulsed with need. “You don’t have to. Will my self-pleasure disturb you?”
She gave a little laugh and shook her head. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’d like to watch you touch yourself, just not now. Let me.”
Well, he wasn’t going to argue with that. She tugged at the bedding that had gathered between them and soon cleared the way, exposing his body to her.
“I have calluses, so this might…” She apologized as she stroked her fingertips up and down his length, her touch far too delicate for his level of arousal. Rather than waste time on words to reassure, he instead spread his thighs wider and moved her way on the sheets. With more vigor she stroked, circling her hands around his staff and sliding them up and off in an alternating rhythm that soon had him gasping and shaking. She stopped and stared up at him through a tangle of blonde hair.
“I want to, ah, use my mouth, but—” She broke off as a blush rose in her cheeks. Blushing, after all they’d shared? It was charming. “I don’t think I’m very good at it.”
Edem was shaken from his pleasurable reverie by her admission. “What do you mean?”
“One time the man stopped me. Said I was messing it up. So I’m not very skilled.”
Imbecile. Not for the first time, Edem wondered at the stupidity of human men. To have a beautiful woman using her mouth on your staff and you insult and reject her gift? Beyond idiotic.
“Even one kiss from you will be perfect.” He didn’t want to tell her what techniques pleased him most, but merely encourage her to do what she felt comfortable with. He’d find his release no matter the means.
Giving him a measured look, Corrine licked her lips and leaned down, her buttocks rising in the air as her head approached his throbbing staff. When her soft lips brushed up against his corona, he couldn’t hold back the moan of pleasure. Another tentative kiss, and then her wet tongue began to play with his tip, circling the edges, sliding along his slit to gather up the pre-cum he knew had beaded there. His muscles twitched as his culls contracted.
Wanting to watch, he gathered up her hair and pulled it to the side, careful not to put any pressure on her head as if expecting her to take in more of his length. She drew back and glanced up at him as she bit her lip.
“Am I doing it wrong?”
“No, you are wonderful. I merely wished to watch.”
Huffing out a little sigh, she pulled him into the wet warmth of her mouth and gave a little suck. His hips lifted in response, and in order to distract himself from imminent climax, he ran his hand up and down her back a few times, wishing he could reach the full, soft globes of her ass. Her fingers circled the base of his staff, and when she squeezed, his hips strained her way. She arched her hips higher, and he stroked his fingertips across her distended cheek as a means to encourage. She moaned, and the vibrations rippled right down his member to lodge in his swelling culls.
Mal shifted behind her, and Edem raised bleary eyes to his bondmate, who was studying Corrine’s lovely position after sitting up. He, too, took up stroking her back and massaging her buttocks. She responded to his bondmate’s stimulation by taking Edem ever deeper in her mouth, her tongue swirling along his length and lapping at his corona every time she drew back.
Suddenly her whole body shivered, and Edem nearly came in response. With a glance along her bare body, he could see that Mal had inserted what was likely a finger or two into either her opening or her rear hole. Whichever he’d chosen, she was shivering as she suckled at Edem’s now pulsing erection. The big muscles in his thighs began to twitch, and he stroked her neck by way of warning her that his release was imminent. She rocked her mouth up and down in a steady rhythm that pulled his climax right out of his body.
With a shout, he came, spurting down her throat as she swallowed him down. The very air around them seemed to shimmer, and he sensed Mal’s sleepy pleasure at touching Corrine, and even detected what he thought was a flash of triumph from her as she successfully brought him to completion. As the pulses from his spent member receded, she used her tongue on him, cleaning away any trace of his seed. Edem heard a wet, slick sound and realized Mal was slowly thrusting his finger in and out of her body and likely had been for a while. Edem had been too caught up in his own body’s response to notice. She splayed her legs wider and tilted her hips even further, clearly yearning for more.
“No, little sweet, you’ve been well-used tonight.” Mal rumbled, as he squeezed her ass cheek. “You’ll be ready in a few hours. We must return to sleep to have energy for tomorrow.”
Sleep sounded like the perfect idea after this unexpected but delic
ious tryst. He lifted Corrine up and pressed his mouth to hers, relishing how soft and warm her lips, which had so recently worked his cock, now met him with such ease and trust. He couldn’t resist a slight glow of pride at having done his part to bring this shy, brave woman to a state where she could be so free and creative with her sexuality.
Urging her to lie by his bondmate’s side, Edem busied himself with straightening their sheets and furs. Mal pulled her arm across his chest and dropped off almost immediately. The lights dimmed at his command, and they were soon safe in the dark. As he settled under the warm coverings and edged close to her bare body, he heard her sigh deeply.
“Did I … was I all right tonight?”
How she could be insecure about the satisfaction she’d given them was difficult for him to comprehend. She must have been hurt terribly by very ignorant men on her planet. Never again, he vowed, not thinking too deeply about the sentiment. Of course she’d have relations with human men when she returned to Earth. She was too passionate to abstain. It wasn’t his place to deny her future pleasure merely because he wouldn’t be part of it.
“You were a wonderful partner and pleased us inordinately. I hope we gave you satisfaction.”
She made a little sound in the dark. “You did. I never felt that way, never wanted to do those things so badly in my life.”
Absurdly complimented, he grinned up at the gloomy ceiling. “Rest, and we will discover more together tomorrow.”
Chapter Seven
Mal stood by and was silent as a good kisero should be when his sovereign made a proclamation. They were standing on the bridge, with the ship’s captain and his command staff on hand for the announcement the king had sent their way. There was no way to respond, of course¸ considering the state of sub-space communication limitations, so the whole procedure consisted of a group of uniformed Alphans crowded together facing a screen, but it was important to present a united front. Morale mattered. Corrine was behind in their cabin, napping or perhaps reading. Neither he nor Edem had wanted to bring her to the bridge and subject her to the consideration of other males at this point.
