by Lexi Ander
They panted together, exchanging breath. "I would never be upset over the promise of a child," Zeus assured. "Granted, the situation is backward from what I would have desired, but I had already decided I wanted more from you two. I believe we have something special."
The amber gaze roamed over Zeus's face. "Special—yes. When we laid eyes on you, we both knew we could have something magnificent with you. We wanted to court you, convince you to be our spouse."
"We will need more time before deciding a permanent union is right for us, but I think we are on course. What do I need to be able to speak to you?" Zeus knew the time was approaching for Dargon to wake. He wanted to be free to communicate with Alpha before they started the day.
Alpha touched the tip of his finger to his cheek, and it came away with a small dot. "If I do this, others of my kind will know what you are to us."
"And what would that be?"
Alpha gave him another shy smile. Zeus tried to memorize it because he did not know how soon he would get to see it again. "They would know you are our beloved, our intimate, not to be poached or pursued. I will not be able to undo this if we proceed, so make sure this is what you want."
Zeus leaned in and placed a chaste kiss against Alpha's lips. This time it was slow and sweet. When he pulled back, Alpha pressed the dot between Zeus's brows. The skin warmed and tingled with the electric contact. Something light feathered across his mind, and he heard his name whispered.
"I can hear you." He opened his eyes. He did not know he would feel relief at the connection that was becoming stronger by the moment.
Alpha's sharp breath was the only warning Zeus had before his mouth was attacked with unbridled eagerness. He was borne down to the mattress and covered with Dargon's large body as Alpha made love to Zeus with his mouth. He could not remember ever being kissed with such tender passion before. He lost himself to the loving caress, time holding no meaning.
A warm hand encased his hard length. "Alpha," he moaned under his breath.
"Do you like how I touch you?" His cock was squeezed, and Zeus choked out an affirmative. "Do not forget my touch and how I made you feel. Tell me." Zeus's ear was nipped, giving it a sting when he did not answer the plea quickly enough.
"Your touch … It is your touch … Alpha … oh, haven help me." Alpha chuckled against the nape of his neck, and Zeus trembled.
"I think it is time to wake Dargon so he can greet the morn properly." After a last quick kiss, Alpha moved away.
Zeus watched the symbiote flow down Dargon's face, revealing the same but different features. The amber-colored eyes bled away to a vibrant green. A very awake Dargon peered down at Zeus; his eyes had a slightly distant look. Zeus wondered if he was remembering the conversation with Alpha.
His suspicion was confirmed when Dargon gave a jolt. Dargon's green gaze snapped to Zeus, his expression filled with hope and joy. "You are not angry with us. You want us," Dargon whispered.
"Yes," Zeus growled, arching up, pressing his hard length into Dargon's firm stomach. "Is this what you want?" He watched Dargon's reaction.
"You know it is. It is what we both want." Dargon began to breathe heavily. His cock unsheathed, sliding against Zeus's abdomen.
"Good. I needed to make sure because I am done talking."
Zeus's lips glided down Dargon's neck, sucking and nipping his way down the muscled column. Dargon breathed his name, a litany, a prayer, whispered across taut skin. Strong arms encircled Zeus, drawing their bodies together. He arched into Dargon, needing so much more.
"Dargon, Alpha, please … oh, haven, please make love to me …"
From the moment he woke hovering over Zeus, Dargon had felt the stab of Zeus's erection as the memory of Alpha's recent conversation was processed. Zeus was not upset and wanted to pursue a relationship. Dargon could not believe it. He thought they would not be more than companions and friends. But this—they would have a deeper connection. He and Alpha would be able to touch Zeus just as he had desired from the beginning. Dargon thought he would burst with joy.
Silky soft lips moved over his throat, leaving a trail of tingling desire in their wake. Zeus. Their courageous and insane prince arched into them, asking—begging—for their touch. Dargon growled. His hand fisted in the long black tresses. The beads around Zeus's face clacked together when he pulled Zeus's head back.
Large eyes gazed up at him, pupils blown so wide from desire that the silvery white was swallowed until a small sliver was barely discernible. Between Zeus's brows was a deep green dot, a symbol of Zeus's commitment and a sign to others he was a part of an Alpha Trine. He was not completely theirs yet—but close.
"Dargon ... " Zeus writhed under him.
"Zeus, if you do not stop, I will lose control, and I do not want to hurt you." Dargon was holding on by a thread, his cat instincts so close to the surface, pushing at his rational mind. He would never forgive himself if he inadvertently injured Zeus because the mating heat made him forget Zeus's fragility.
As if sensing his thoughts, Zeus pulled against Dargon's grip and bit sharply into the meat of his shoulder. Dargon snapped. The thrumming vibrated his chest, and he rutted against Zeus as one hand squeezed the firm cheek of Zeus's ass.
"Yes, like that." In that moment, Zeus sounded like his Mar'Sani brothers, his nails digging into Dargon's back, urging him on.
"Dammit, Zeus." Dargon nipped Zeus's collarbone, pulling free of his grasping arms. He licked his way down the center of Zeus's chest. He was not going to be sidetracked by the small, ruddy nipples that were pebbled to nice points. By the way Zeus was pushing him down, he did not want Dargon to be detoured either. They were one in their desired destination. His tongue dipped into Zeus's navel, and Zeus wrapped his fingers around the edges of Dargon's thick copper braid.
"Do not stop there," Zeus panted.
Dargon chuckled, listening to Alpha verbally tease Zeus. "I do not know, Dargon, he seems to be really sensitive right here."
"No, you cannot," Zeus panted and pushed ineffectually on the top of Dargon's head.
"But he can," Alpha purred.
Zeus hissed in frustration and pleasure as Dargon raked his teeth lightly over the juncture of Zeus's hip and groin. He inhaled the intoxicating scent trapped by the wiry hair at the base of Zeus's hard cock.
Dargon marveled at the similarities and the differences between the two of them. His cock had a sheath; Zeus had something called foreskin. Dargon had four testicles. Zeus had two large balls that fit nicely into Dargon's palm and made Zeus suck in his breath when Dargon rolled them in his hand. A heady, clear spice pearled at the tip of Zeus's cock.
The shaft had a thick, pulsing vein on the underside that went all the way up the column. The darker, purpled head peeked out of the foreskin, offering up a drop of fluid that slowly slid down the hard length. Dargon's tongue snaked out and caught it. The heady scent of the essence was nothing next to the potent taste that filled his mouth. Salty and just slightly bitter, the flavor burst across his tongue, flooding his senses.
Groaning, he licked up Zeus's cock, following the liquid trail left behind by the droplet. Pulling the foreskin back, he lapped at the head, gathering fluid. Dargon's tongue delved into the eye of Zeus's cock. Zeus gasped and moaned, gaze watching every move Dargon made.
"Have you ever sucked cock?" Zeus managed to groan out.
Dargon gave a low, dark chuckle. "You mean like this?"
His lips pressed against the head of Zeus's cock, following the slope down over the rim. He stopped and suckled, tongue swirling around and around. Zeus's head thrashed back and forth, his chest heaved with each bellowed breath. Dargon kept a firm hand on Zeus's hips as he attempted to buck up into his mouth.
Careful of his teeth, Dargon slowly slid down the silky hard column, easing all the way to the root where the wiry hair tickled his nose. Coming back up, he fisted the thick column and pumped the shaft as he lavished attention on the head.
Alpha moved until he drifted ar
ound Zeus's balls, rolling and squeezing them.
"Oh, haven—Alpha—Dargon, I need more." Zeus gripped the sheets in rigid fists, head lifted to watch the sensual torture.
Dargon reached down and fisted his own throbbing erection, giving himself a loose pump to collect lubrication. Pressing slick fingers against Zeus's taint, he trailed oil down to where he would breach Zeus.
Grabbing his knees, Zeus pulled them to his chest, opening himself to Dargon's administrations. Dargon massaged Zeus's rim, gaze taking in every nuance of his lover's face. His strong features were softened by passion-sweet noises of pleasure that rang throughout the cabin as Dargon's fingers sank into the fiery heat. Zeus's back bowed, his eyelids fluttered close, and his dark nipples puckered to hard tips. Dargon had never had a lover as stunning as Zeus.
Dargon pulled off of Zeus's cock and Zeus's eyes popped open, a protest perched on his lips. Before he could utter a word, Alpha gripped Zeus's erection, causing a garbled sound to escape instead. Lapping and nipping, Dargon kissed his way up Zeus's torso, fingers pumping slowly in and out. Zeus was approaching climax, but Dargon wanted to be inside when Zeus did.
Rising up on one arm, he looked down at the stunning display of ecstasy. "Zeus," he called with a low husky voice. Dazed silver eyes opened. "I am going to take you now. I will spill my seed in you. Anyone who comes near you will know we are lovers. Is this what you want?"
Zeus focused on Dargon, no hesitancy, no doubt. "I want the two of you to smell like me as well. Can we do that? Is it possible? I do not want there to be any doubt who you belong with."
Dargon gave a feral grin. "With?"
"You are not my possession. You and Alpha are my partners. I want you covered in my scent so there is no doubt you are not in need of a lover."
Dargon swooped down and claimed Zeus's tender lips. Arms slipped under him, lifting Zeus onto Dargon's thighs. Powerful legs slid around his hips, squeezing as Zeus drew himself closer to Dargon until their chests were flush. Dargon gripped the firm globes of Zeus's ass, spreading his own knees wide for stability.
Dargon's lube-slick cock rode the cleft of Zeus's butt cheeks. He dropped his head back when Zeus reached between them and grabbed Dargon's ribbed cock. Zeus positioned the tip at his entrance. Dargon was the one gasping when Zeus bore down, and his shaft slid into the molten furnace. Zeus watched Dargon's expressions as if that moment was all that mattered.
Fully seated on Dargon's cock, Zeus gave him a brilliant smile. "Each ridge of your cock caressed me all the way down. That felt fantastic." Zeus's eyes widened before they fluttered closed, and he moaned. Between them, Alpha flexed over Zeus's shaft.
The position Dargon had place them in did not allow for him to pull out far, but he did not need much to give Zeus maximum pleasure. Disjointed words fell from Zeus's lips as Dargon slowly moved in and out. Dargon held on to him tightly as Zeus's back bowed, body contorting, and the tension was driven higher by the dual stimulation between him and Alpha. Alpha pumped; Zeus slid over Dargon's cock like he was made specifically for him. Harsh breathing sounded throughout the room, sweat slicked their heated skin. The twisted moans spurred Dargon on. Hips sharply pistoned, meeting Zeus's bottom with every upward thrust, breaths became short and ragged. Dargon tried to hold back the coming orgasm that barreled down on him.
"Zeus!" he cried. "Cannot stop, cannot …"
"Do it!" Zeus shouted before smashing his mouth onto Dargon's in a sloppy, heated kiss.
Zeus's muscles locked, and Dargon buried himself as deep as he could as he came hard, his cock pumping his seed deep within Zeus. He was not prepared for the strangling grip of Zeus's channel as Zeus threw his head back, growling-grunts emanating from him, neck muscles flushed and corded. They fell back to the platform, their bodies drenched in sweat. The room smelled strongly of sex and sweet pheromones, a trait of Dargon's species that acted as a 'do not disturb' sign.
Dargon did not withdraw from Zeus, not yet. He enjoyed feeling connected. Zeus must have delighted in it as well because he did not move away. Alpha hummed to himself as he drunkenly and slowly made his way back to Dargon's collar. Both Dargon and Zeus watched and listened to Alpha speak random thoughts, happy and sluggish. It seemed Zeus's seed had a slight drugging effect on the symbiote.
Taking pity on Alpha, who meandered in a lost fashion on Zeus's chest, Dargon slid a hand under him and picked him up. Once back in place, Alpha hummed a couple of notes and promptly fell asleep.
As they laughed, Dargon's cock re-sheathed. Instead of pulling away, Zeus moved closer, propping his head up on a hand. They were silent, studying each other. Dargon knew he should get ready for his shift, but he did not want to move just yet.
"No." Zeus raised an eyebrow at Dargon's questioning look. "You have been working too much. You have others who can assist you. You cannot exhaust yourself in your condition."
Dargon grinned. "Technically, Alpha is the one who is pregnant."
"Yes, and he relies on you for his needs."
Dargon immediately felt chagrined. Zeus was correct.
"How does this work? What can I expect? I want to be able to contribute in any way I can." Zeus's silver gaze searched Dargon's face, worry puckering his pale brow.
Dargon touched the beads in Zeus's hair. "In about thirty days or so, Alpha will give birth." He leaned back and indicated a small bump in Alpha at the base of his throat. "Our offspring will have to travel unaided to my pouch." He slid his finger across the external lip of his pouch, below his double navel. "It will take him twenty-three to thirty-one hours to travel down my torso into the pouch and latch onto a nipple. I will have to remain stationary, otherwise, the child will be lost. Once in the pouch, he will stay there until he is about one year old. He will be born in his beast form and stay in that form until after he leaves the pouch. I will hold my human form for six standard months, but then I must transform and spend the rest of the time in Thylakos form. I will stay that way until the kit ventures out of the pouch."
"I know your species settle on Hedisa when you have your children, but I was wondering if you and Alpha would consider coming back to Atlainticia with me. If it does not work out then we can go wherever you want. My family would love to have us, and Meme would be over the moon to have a grandchild around." Zeus's eyes widened. "Unless you have a family waiting for your return, parents or siblings?"
"No, no family. It has been just Alpha and me for a while. We should discuss this with Alpha when he wakes, but I think he will agree with me on this. Wherever you want to go, we will follow."
Zeus gave Dargon an arresting smile before kissing him thoroughly. Snuggling down together, Dargon did not see why they could not sleep in for a while. Everything could wait a little longer. He pulled Zeus closer, drawing in their combined scent, feeling more sated and satisfied than he had in a long time.
He would need to face the princeling twins and break the news to everyone on the forthcoming birth. They were still pursued across the universe by those who would steal the Fal'Amoric from the Imperials of Valespia. The V'Saar bugs were using the empire's current weakness to cross the barrier. And Prince Prometheus was missing, although the Chtichlians knew where to find him.
But at this very moment, he would ask the crazy universe to pause, and for once, wait on him as he held the beautiful man in his arms. The Mar'Sani prince, Zeus Vondorian of the planet Atlainticia, stared at him with liquid silver eyes. His lips quirked in a mischievous grin, his hand gliding down Dargon's chest. Yes—the world outside could wait for them because he was not leaving his cabin anytime soon.
The Valespian Pact will continue in Striker...
Lexi has always been an avid reader and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother's romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now k
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