Alien Penetration

by Kaitlyn O’Connor

  She reached maximum overload before he’d decided he was satisfied. “Ean!

  Stop! I’m going to come!” she gasped warningly.

  He ignored the warning, continuing to pull at her until she was whimpering with the effort to keep from screaming. He found the mouth of her sex as he crawled up over her body, thrusting mostly ineffectually since her channel was still clenched tightly in ecstasy. He was nearly as desperate by that time as she’d been moments before, though.

  He clamped his arms around her and kept pumping until he’d driven his lance home.

  He’d barely touched bottom when she felt his cock jerk in a hard enough spasm to jar her from the inside. He uttered a choked cry against her throat, groaned, and kept pumping until he ran out of semen to pump into her and then seemed to deflate.

  For many moments, he lay draped over her, huffing for breath.

  “Done?”

  He lifted his head and stared up at Camryn’s uncompromising face blankly for a moment and finally nodded, rolling off of her and plastering his back against the bed.

  Simone, still feeling like a ragdoll, groaned as Camryn took Ean’s place. Any hope she’d had that he would finish quickly as he had the night before and go about his business died a quick death.

  Apparently, Ean had put him on his metal. He wound her up like a clock in spite of every effort on her part to simply ignore him the best she could, refusing to stop until she had to grab the cover and stuff it into her mouth to keep from screaming.

  She’d almost managed to catch her breath when Camryn got off of her and Kael took his place. She groaned. “Tired!” she protested weakly.

  He rolled her onto her face, lifted her hips and plugged her from behind. At least, she thought wearily, he had plenty of lubrication. And it was bound to be fast.

  He wasn’t going to let her off the hook when the others had made her come! He reached beneath her, playing with her nipples at first and then pushed his hand between her legs and thrummed her clit until she came again and finally sought his own release.

  Considerate bastards, she thought, exhausted beyond belief when he finally let her go! It was her last thought before she lapsed into a coma.

  Someone nudged her toward consciousness. Simone struggled to lift her eyelids for a few moments and gave up.

  “You should bathe and dress. We will have food soon.”

  “Don’t care,” Simone muttered with a die-away air.

  “Simone! Get up and get dressed. You cannot be lying on the bed when the food is delivered!”

  She discovered she still couldn’t get her eyelids open more than a crack, but the threat of discovery galvanized her enough to roll over. She hit the floor so hard she thought at first lightning had struck her. “Thanks for breaking my fall,” she muttered.

  “I did not expect you to roll off the bed,” Camryn said, a mixture of irritation and amusement in his voice. “Are you injured?”

  She released a huff of breath. “Don’t know. Could be dead.”

  He helped her up and aimed her at the bathroom door. She staggered toward it a little drunkenly and finally managed to shut the door. Turning the water on, she climbed into the shower and lay down on the floor, letting the warm water beat down on her while she drowsed. She supposed she might’ve actually dozed off. She woke up when someone turned the shower off and looked up at the men lined up along the side of the shower.

  “She has not drowned,” Ean said, relieved.

  “Do you suppose she is ill?” Camryn muttered worried.

  “She did not seem ill to me. Maybe she is only tired?” Kael offered.

  “Why would she be tired?” Camryn snapped. “She has done nothing all day!”

  “Well how the hell would I know that?” Kael growled. “She’s trying to sleep in

  the shower. She looks tired.”

  “She needs food,” Ean decided.

  Camryn crouched down to help her up when he saw she was trying to get up.

  Looking around, he discovered Kael had gone to get a drying cloth and snatched it from his hands when he returned, flipping it around her and rubbing it over her briskly. “Do you need a physician?”

  Simone stared at him blankly for several moments and then felt heat begin to creep into her cheeks. “I’m just tired.”

  “I told you!” Kael said triumphantly.

  Camryn and Ean glared at him.

  “Come and eat,” Camryn said gruffly. “It will give you strength. No doubt it is the babies.”

  Simone was inclined to dismiss that as ridiculous, but then she recalled that when she’d been researching pregnancy she’d read that a lot of women reported being very tired and wanting to sleep all the time, even in the first trimester.

  Not that she thought that was what was wrong with her at the moment! She would’ve been fine if they’d let her sleep off her OD on sex! She wasn’t as young as they were—and never had that been more obvious! She didn’t have their resilience! She thought she would’ve been just fine, though, if they hadn’t decided to gang bang her!

  The food did help. She was almost irritated that it did until she remembered she’d taken a nap in the shower. That appeased her somewhat and she listened idly to them talking while she finished her food.

  She realized after a few moments that she could actually understand some of what they were saying—something about the council and hiding her. “You know,” she said conversationally during a lull in their conversation, “you could always take me back down to the cell. I mean, it’s dark and dank, and the food sucked, but you wouldn’t get in trouble for hiding me, and I might actually be better off down there than getting fucked to death up here.”

  She discovered when she looked up that all three of them were staring at her blankly.

  Camryn frowned. “You cannot be fucked to death.”

  She noticed there was a thread of doubt in his voice, however. “Can’t prove it by me,” she said dryly. “That little fuckathon was a near miss. If you can’t be a little more damned considerate of the fact that I’m not big and strong—or as young as you three are—and give me a little time to rest between times, I’m sure I’ll be better off in the damned dungeon! And if you don’t give a fuck whether I am or not, then consider the possibility that that much activity might not be the best thing for the babies!”

  “Lielani often has done all three of us like that,” Kael said, an edge to his voice.

  “Well then, god damn it, let Lielani handle it!”

  All three of them got up abruptly and stalked out.

  Simone’s sense of triumph lasted right up until it occurred to her that they might’ve just taken her at her word. She dismissed it with an effort. She didn’t like the idea that they might decide to go to Lielani, but she wasn’t up to entertaining them any more! She’d had more sex in the short time since she’d been ‘rescued’ than she’d had in the last ten years—maybe her entire life! She didn’t know how Lielani could handle it, but if she could, then she was the better woman and she deserved them!

  Chapter Fifteen

  Lielani studied the three men sprawled in the chairs around her sitting area like statues, scowling at her carpet as if it had a nasty stain on it. She was not certain what had brought them to her, but it was not what usually brought them.

  At least, it was not what had brought them in the recent past. As she studied them, she saw that they were not just furious, they were troubled and for a few moments the hard warrior faces were transformed in her mind’s eye into the youthful faces she had once known.

  They had not come to her in so long merely because they were troubled that she could not decide whether she was warmed by it, or troubled herself. It was as impossible, now, to draw them out as it was their fathers, though. They might remind her of themselves when they were boys and not truly men yet, but they were not the boys they had once been. Battle had hardened them—just as it had hardened their fathers.

  She hoped that it had not yet killed the h
ope, the exuberance for life as it had their fathers, but she could not be certain that the hardships had not.

  “I am most pleased to see how well you have all recovered from your wounds,” she said after a few moments. “They do not trouble you any longer?”

  Camryn blinked several times and finally turned to look at her. “I beg your pardon?”

  “Your wounds?”

  He scowled. “I am healed.”

  “You are … content?” Ean asked abruptly.

  Lielani looked at him in surprise but finally smiled faintly. “Yes, I am content.”

  His frowned deepened instead of lightening. He leaned forward, settling his elbows on his knees. “This is the truth? You are not merely saying what you believe I want to hear?”

  Surprise flickered through her again. Since he’d asked for honesty instead of the polite response she’d given him, she actually considered it. “I have grown accustomed to this life,” she said finally. “I am content.”

  Camryn frowned. “But you weren’t before?”

  She hesitated. “Not always. Why do you ask?”

  He shook his head instead of answering.

  “Why were you not always content?” Kael demanded.

  She sent him an uncomfortable look and retreated, bowing her head. “I misspoke.

  I beg pardon.”

  Uttering a frustrated growl, Kael surged to his feet. “You are not pardoned. I want to know!” he snapped.

  “Stop it, Kael!” Ean snapped. “You’re upsetting her.”

  Kael threaded his fingers through his hair and tugged at it in irritation, but he crossed the room to crouch at Lielani’s knee. “I did not mean to upset you,” he said, cupping her chin.

  She smiled at him a little tremulously. “I know you did not.”

  He studied her face, searching his mind, but realized he could not remember the information he sought. “Did you breed?”

  She paled. It seemed to take her a few moments to recover. “Long ago,” she said finally.

  “But you remember?”

  Pain flickered across her face, but she struggled to hide it, realizing abruptly why they’d sought her out. “Yes.” She hesitated. “It is not something a woman forgets.”

  “Were you with my father then?”

  She studied his face for a long moment. “No. I was a breeder then. It was much as it is now with the women of the other world. When a female reached the maturity to breed, she was taken to the barracks set aside for them and lived among the other breeders until she could no longer breed, or was nearing the end, and then she was offered as a concubine.”

  It shouldn’t have shocked him, but it did. He glanced at Camryn sharply.

  “But you had lovers?” Camryn asked.

  Lielani released a shuttering breath of relief that they hadn’t pursued that particularly painful part of her life. “Yes, of course—many. It was always a woman’s duty to the Empire.”

  Camryn, Kael, and Ean exchanged a look of triumph.

  “At one time?” Camryn asked.

  She chuckled. “I am not certain what you are asking.”

  “As you have us?”

  “Oh no! It was far too uncomfortable much of the time when I was breeding and I tired very easily and, of course, my main duty was to the … to the … babes.” She struggled for composure for a moment, wondering how it could be that it was still so painful to her to remember after so many years. She managed a faltering smile. “I do not mind it at all now.”

  She could see from their expressions that they weren’t particularly happy with the way she’d said that. “That is to say, I very much enjoy it now.”

  They went back to staring angrily at the carpet.

  Lielani decided to get up and offer refreshment. She felt a need for a glass of camry herself. When she’d served them, she went back to the small refrigeration unit and poured a glass for herself, drinking it quickly. It soothed her rattled nerves. Pouring another portion smaller than the first, she returned and settled in her seat, feeling a little tipsy from the effects of the camry she’d drank far more quickly than she should have.

  “You are concerned about your breeder?” she asked a little vaguely.

  Three heads jerked upward. They stared at her a long moment and then looked at one another questioningly.

  Dismayed at her slip, Lielani took another sip of the camry. She forced a smile.

  “You are all so tense. You are certain you do not wish to join me in the bedchamber?”

  Camryn got up and moved to her, pulling her from her seat and embracing her.

  “We must go before the council again on the morrow. Do not trouble yourself.”

  “Oh! It is no trouble, my sweet prince! It is a great pleasure to me!”

  He nuzzled her neck. “To me also, dearest.”

  She clutched at him when he started to leave. “Camryn.”

  He looked at her questioningly.

  “I … I have been wanting to ask something of you.”

  He frowned. “What is it, dearest?”

  Lielani chewed her lip, seeking courage, but she knew the camry had given her as much as she was likely to find. “A promise.”

  Wariness crept into his eyes. “Of what?”

  She swallowed several times, trying to find her voice. “When my time comes, promise me that you will not consider shinku.” She looked at Kael and Ean. “Any of you.”

  She discovered she suddenly had their undivided attention.

  “Do not talk of such things!” Ean said angrily. “It is bad luck!”

  “Are you ill?” Camryn demanded.

  “No, no! I am not ill! I did not mean to cause you more worry than you have already! You must not think that. It is only … I have far more years behind me than before me. It is something one thinks of when they reach my time in life.”

  “It is not something you should think of at all!” Kael said angrily. “What has brought this on if you are not ill?”

  She shook her head in distress. “There is unrest. Any number of bad things could happen. I do not know! It is only something that I thought of and I realized that I wanted you to promise me you would not consider it.”

  Camryn shook his head angrily. “I do not want to discuss this, Lielani.”

  “Please?” she whispered when they moved to the door.

  They stopped and turned to look at her. “I will send a physician to check you in the morning before I leave,” Camryn said tightly.

  “Gods!” Kael ground out angrily when they’d left. “I am going to my own apartment. I do not think I want the company of a woman tonight! They are both

  unbalanced!”

  “She is upset about something!” Ean said tightly. “Do you think that she said that because she feels that we have not been attentive enough?”

  Camryn halted abruptly. “She would not have noticed,” he said uncomfortably, trying to remember when he’d last visited her.

  “You are certain of that?” Kael asked. “I have not been to her since we first came back—from Earth.”

  Camryn and Ean both sent him a hard look, searching their own minds for the last time they’d been to Lielani’s apartment.

  “I was wounded!” Kael snapped. “She would not have thought anything of it!”

  “When did you last go?” Camryn asked Ean.

  He shrugged. “When we returned from Earth. We were sent off at once! And I was wounded, as well, when we returned from Kylo.”

  “Fuck!” Camryn glanced back at Lielani’s door. “We cannot go back in now—not when we have already said we have no need. She will only be more suspicious. Ean, you must go tomorrow!”

  “Why me?” Ean demanded indignantly. “You are her favorite. You should go.”

  Reluctance curled in Camryn’s belly. “She will only start that gods damn argument again about shinku and I am not going to discuss that with her!”

  Kael frowned. “We should all give her a few days to put that from her mind.”
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br />   “She might put it from her mind more quickly if we fuck her senseless,” Ean said.

  “That is a good notion!” Camryn agreed, pounding Ean on the shoulder. “You must go tomorrow and give her something else to think about!”

  He strode away quickly, leaving Kael and Ean.

  Simone was planted in the center of his bed when he reached his apartment and went in. She didn’t so much as twitch when he entered and that increased his displeasure. “You are supposed to hide if anyone comes in!”

  “I knew it was you.”

  “How could you know it was me?” he demanded. “You have your back to the door!”

  “I knew because you always stab the keys on the pad like you mean to punch them out.”

  He couldn’t think of an argument for that. Releasing a pent up breath of exasperation, he stalked to the bathing chamber to shower. Simone had rolled over and put her back to the door when he came out again.

  He stared at her back, considering whether to point out to her that he was not accustomed to sharing his bed and finally dismissed the idea. He was tired. He did not particularly want to have another argument.

  Moving around the bed, he climbed in.

  Simone rolled over and put her back to him.

  Camryn glared at the ceiling for a while, grinding his teeth, wondering how it was that she could manage to argue without opening her mouth. Finally, he put his back to her and composed himself for sleep. He would put another full day into arguing his case in the council chambers on the morrow, he reminded himself. He needed a clear head.

  * * * *

  Her hands were shaking so badly with fright, it took Lielani two tries to get the code keyed in correctly. To her vast relief, the lock disengaged on the second. Throwing a nervous glance around the empty corridor, she slipped inside and paused on the threshold to look around.

  The sense of vast openness she felt glancing around the apartment surprised her, increased her tension. From the furnishings to the size of the apartment itself, it spoke of wealth and privilege, of a social rank far above her own, of royalty. The thought of being discovered there unnerved her so much she stood where she was for many long moments, struggling to find the determination that had brought her. Finally, she looked around again searchingly and then headed to the sitting area at one end of the main room. Her knees felt weak as she wilted into a chair, but she’d had many, many years to perfect a façade of calm poise. It was a woman’s place in nature to project herself always as the perfect balance of their opposites, the male, to be the portrait of calmness, peace, gentleness, and generosity. It was something that had been drummed into her as far back as she could remember and it didn’t abandon her now, when she felt like she needed it most.