How dare they be so big and bossy! “Oh?” I crossed my arms over my chest. “And why is that?”
“Because unlike most females through the bride program, you have three men who are matched to you. Three. The connection is very powerful with just one mate. With three, I imagine it is almost keen.”
He enunciated the last as their hands lifted and they touched me. Tor’s hand stroked over my hair, Lev and Drogan touched my shoulders and slid their hands down my arms. Keen wasn’t the word for it. It was razor sharp, intense, hot, searing. Oh, hell, I had no idea what it was. I just knew I’d never felt it before and I… I liked it.
My eyes slipped closed at the warm feel of their hands on me. They weren’t touching me inappropriately, just… touching. The forbidden desire that gripped me made me clench my teeth. Would they bind me to a special bench as I’d seen during my processing? Would they fill my pussy and my ass at the same time? Would two suckle at my breasts while the third fucked me? Would I let them? My mind said no, but my pussy clenched at the idea of being shared by them and I pressed my thighs together in an attempt to stop the ache.
“Tell us your name.”
With my eyes closed, I didn’t know who spoke. “Leah,” I whispered.
“Leah, we are going to fuck you now,” a man said. It wasn’t a question. He wasn’t asking, he was telling.
I opened my eyes and stared at them, one, then the next, then the next. “No dinner? No movie? Not even foreplay?”
They stared at me curiously. “We are not aware of what a movie is, but if you are hungry, we will certainly see to your needs.” Lev meant his words sincerely, but I couldn’t help but laugh.
“I don’t even know you and you just expect me to fuck all three of you?”
Tor tucked my hair behind my ear, then dipped down so he was at my eye level. “I sense you are nervous.”
My eyes widened. “You think?”
“Have you ever been fucked before? Are you a virgin?”
I hadn’t been a virgin since the night of high school graduation. That was not the problem. “I am not a virgin.”
“You do not long for the man who first claimed you, who filled you with his seed?”
“Long for him?” Did I long for Seth Marks who took my virginity in his parents’ basement? He’d fumbled putting the condom on and the whole uninspiring event had been over in about thirty seconds. I hadn’t even gotten over the pain of it all before he was finished. I did not long for him.
“Um… no. No seed filling.” I heard he had moved to Arizona and was now a tennis pro at some resort.
All three men actually relaxed, which surprised me. The testing process had confirmed, not once, but twice, that I was unmarried. Warden Egara knew I was eager to leave Earth. I had no strings, no love affairs worth remembering, certainly not a kid from high school who didn’t know what a clit was. I’d had bigger problems to worry about with a dangerous and obsessive fiancé.
Drogan tugged his shirt from his pants and lifted it over his head, then dropped it on the floor behind him.
“What are you doing?” I squeaked, my eyes glued to his chiseled body. Holy hell, I was matched to that?
“Making you more comfortable,” he replied.
“How is taking off your shirt making me more comfortable?” It was making me a tad nervous and very hot. I wanted to reach up and touch him, to feel the warmth of his skin, the softness of the springy hairs on his chest, the ridges of his abs. He was very hard to resist.
“Would you rather us take off your dress?”
All three men looked very eager to do so. The fact that they were giving me a choice, or at least pretending to do so, made this a little easier.
“Oh… um, probably not.”
Drogan glanced at his brothers and they stepped back and started shedding their clothes. Piece by piece more and more of their identical, very hot bodies appeared. I gulped at the sight of them. What these men did on Viken, I had no idea. It was not sitting in an office or pushing papers around.
It was when they lowered their pants—no underwear underneath—and stood tall before me, naked, that I stared. I didn’t breathe. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Perhaps I stared too long because they glanced down at themselves. “Are we not formed like men on Earth?”
They were not formed like men on Earth, or any man on Earth I’d ever seen… between their legs. Their cocks were huge, like swollen, pulsing clubs extending from their bodies. Dark veins bulged along their lengths, very thick, the flared crowns nearly reached their navels yet pulsed toward me. That was stunning enough, but what had me ogling them was that their cocks were all pierced. I knew that some men on Earth had their cocks pierced with a ring, similar to a large hoop earring, but I’d never seen one before. The metal on my mates’ cocks shined like polished silver and circled from the small hole at the center of the crown to disappear underneath.
I knew that different piercing styles had names, but for the life of me, I had no idea what it was called. It was carnal. Wicked. Erotic.
Drogan gripped his cock at the base and began stroking up the long length. Fluid seeped from the tip and dripped from the metal ring.
“Um….” I was at a complete loss for words at the sight. “Earth men are the same, but smaller.”
All three men glanced down, taking in their cocks. Since they were identical, it wasn’t as if they had to compare. They were all huge. If they were on Earth, they could easily become very famous, very rich porn stars. I stifled a laugh, thinking how I had been matched to three identical, gorgeous, well hung, interstellar porn stars.
“Smaller? Earth men’s cocks are smaller? Pity for Earth women.” Lev looked at me and winked. “Lucky for you. You’re going to like fucking us much better.”
Us.
“I’ve never seen rings there before.”
Tor began stroking his cock as well. “Men on Earth don’t have their cocks pierced?”
“Some, perhaps, but it’s not usual.”
“It’s usual here. It’s a rite of passage to being a man.”
“Trust me, you’re going to love it.” Lev stepped up to me and stroked my cheek with his knuckles. Having to tilt my head back helped keep me from staring at his cock, but I could feel it pressing, hard and thick, against my belly, the ring at first cool, then growing warmer.
“We must fuck you, Leah. Now.”
“Because you’re horny?” I asked. Seriously, no foreplay at all?
“Because it’s not safe for you here unless you’re marked by our seed.”
I was about to laugh at the ridiculousness of that statement, but the three men did not seem to be in a joking mood. Still, I had to ask. “Seriously?”
It was Lev’s turn to frown. “Your safety is crucial.”
“You three are naked and stroking your cocks and talking about my safety. I have a hard time seeing how it’s tied to your seed.” I held up my hand. “If you’re trying to get me into bed, this isn’t the way to do it.”
Drogan and Tor didn’t stop stroking themselves, but decided to have a conversation while doing so.
“The regent said Earth men have no seed power.”
“Then she might not recognize the reason behind our urgency.”
Lev kept his eyes on me, but added, “There is much to tell you.” He took my hand. “Come.” He led me across the room to a bed I hadn’t noticed before. It could have been because I’d been over Drogan’s shoulder when I’d come in. The style of the house—was that what it was called?—was similar to the other building I had arrived in. Wood floors, similar wood ceiling, white walls, square windows, and minimal furnishing. Based on the clothes and the appearance of the buildings, this was not a high-tech planet.
I stood before the bed, staring at where the men were going to take me. Not one, not two, but three!
“I will tell you some things about Viken.” Lev stood behind me and placed his hot hands on my shoulders, his heat sinking into my body through the thin
gown I wore.
“Be quick about it,” Drogan said, his voice deeper and his cock… had it gotten even bigger?
Lev leaned over and whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. “Viken men all have rings in their cocks. Trust me, you will like it very much. As for our seed, it is potent. Once it touches your skin, but most especially fills your pussy, our bonding will begin. Other men will know you belong to us and it will prevent you from seeking the cock of another.”
“I seem to have three men. Why would I need another cock?”
Tor smiled on my left, his hand wrapped around the head of his cock and his eyes glued to my breasts. “Indeed.”
Lev leaned in, pressing his cock to my ass. I froze as his hands landed on the flare of my hips before exploring the curve of my waist and coming up to cup my breasts. I gasped and squirmed, not ready for this, for them, but as gentle as his hands were on my body his arms were like steel beams holding me in place for his exploration. “If you leave this dwelling without our seed in you, on you, marking you with our claim and our scent, you can fall prey to any man who wishes to claim you. Do you wish to be with all three of your matches? Or would you prefer a stranger?”
It was difficult enough keeping up with the men I was matched with. I couldn’t think it would be any easier with a man who did not have any connection with me. And when I saw Drogan in the line of men, I definitely felt the connection. I felt it even more now, with Lev pressed to my back and the other two watching like hunters waiting to strike.
“I don’t want anyone else.”
“Then it is time for us to fuck you.”
“But… you can’t just expect me to lay back and spread my legs?” I pointed to the bed. “It doesn’t work that way for me.”
“Leah,” Drogan said, his thumb swiping over more pre-cum that slid from the tip of his cock. “It doesn’t work that way for us either.”
“That’s… that’s good to hear.” I was flustered and nervous and glad they weren’t rutting beasts, although if I had a little foreplay first, that might not be so bad. “I’m the one that’s going to have to take on three men.”
Tor came up to face me and swept my hair to the side, his hands resting gently on my shoulders, his thumbs stroking my neck. “With your pussy, mouth, and ass all filled at once?”
I shuddered at the images that invaded my mind. I wasn’t ready for that, but my body definitely liked the idea.
“We will not take you like that… today, at least.”
As he kissed the side of my neck, Lev began to undo buttons down my back. I couldn’t see them, but I knew what it felt like for them to be tugged open one at a time.
“I’m… I’m scared,” I admitted, biting my lip.
“Three men would be daunting, especially three Viken men.” Lev crooned from behind me.
“You’ve just arrived here and must be fucked right away. We do not doubt your feelings, but you should not be fearful of us. We will only bring you pleasure.” Tor kissed my neck once again, the heat of his mouth gentle and yet very arousing. It was a simple gesture and I liked it much more than being tossed on the bed and forced.
“We would never hurt you. We will never let anyone hurt you,” Lev vowed.
The others murmured their agreement.
“I can see you are aroused by us,” Tor commented.
I frowned. “You can?” My pussy was damp, but surely they couldn’t know that.
“Your cheeks are flushed,” Lev said. “Your nipples are hard.”
I looked down at myself and sure enough, my nipples stood out against the fabric of my dress, so I crossed my arms over them. Of course, that only made my cleavage practically bulge out the top.
“Is this dress normal for Viken?” I felt like I stepped out of an Old West movie, except these men were definitely not cowboys.
“Yes,” Drogan said. “While a woman should be modest in front of others, a female is expected to be anything but with her mate.”
“Mates,” Tor clarified.
“I am… aroused by you.” I looked at each of them as I admitted this. “It’s not normal though, to just fuck three strangers.”
They glanced at each other. “I sense your continued reticence and we wish to make it easier for you. I will cover your eyes.” Drogan held a long strip of cloth up and I bit my lip. “While all three of us will be here, touching you, pleasuring you, you will not know whose mouth is on your pussy, whose hands are cupping your breasts, whose cock is deep inside you. Perhaps not seeing the three of us tend to you will be easier to accept.”
Chapter Four
Leah
Blindfolded? Was he trying to be kinky? The idea of not being able to see and being at the men’s mercy didn’t make me panic. It made my pussy clench. I was naked beneath the gown; I could feel the smooth glide of the fabric on my bare ass. Ever since I arrived on Viken I had felt a twinge of lust centered around my clit and I definitely didn’t feel like I had anything on beneath this gown. Lev could lift it right now and take me from behind. Or lift me as Tor fucked me in the air.
God, what was wrong with me? I wanted them to do it all. I wanted them to make me scream. I needed to feel owned and pleasured, and totally and completely claimed. Only then would I feel safe here, only then would I stop fearing a return trip to Earth.
“All… all right.”
I wasn’t on Earth anymore. I did not have to live by Earth’s rules. I had three identical hot men who wanted to fuck me. Why should I deny them? It wasn’t as if they planned to fuck me and leave me. They were mine just as I was theirs. I was their match.
My girlfriends—the ones I had before I became engaged—
Drogan lifted the piece of fabric up to cover my eyes as Tor slid down to kneel before me, his hands resting possessively on the curve of my hips. Lev took the ends of the blindfold and tied the soft fabric behind my head as Drogan’s hands settled over my large breasts. Lev kissed the back of my neck, carefully tucking my hair out of the way. I was surrounded by them, and giving them control. I wouldn’t even be able to see which one of them stroked me, or whose cock filled my pussy.
“No one… no one else will come in?”
“No one,” Drogan murmured, then kissed the side of my neck. “We will share you between us, but with no one else.”
As the world went dark my other senses instantly increased. I licked my lips, nervous. I could hear their breathing. I noticed their scent. Something woodsy and dark. When Lev’s hands finished opening the buttons down the back of my dress, it slipped off my shoulders and fell like silk unveiling a statue. The fabric slid softly over my breasts and hips to pool on the floor at my feet. The air caressed my bare skin.
“We will move now, so that you do not know who it is that touches you.”
They left me standing alone for several seconds, pacing across the room and coming back to me one by one. I did not know whose hands went to my breasts. I gasped as I was kneaded and caressed, thumbs brushing over my hard and aching nipples.
Another set of hands slid over my belly, my hips, then down the outside of my legs. One hand hooked my knee and I was forced to step wider. That same hand worked its way up the inside of my thigh to my pussy. He wasn’t quick about it, but he didn’t linger either.
“So pink.”
“Pretty nipples.”
“Full pussy lips.”
I couldn’t tell who was talking, for their voices were the same, but I shifted uncomfortably under their scrutiny.
“I will mark her now.” I could hear the sound of one of them stroking his cock. It was distinctive even over the thrumming of my heart.
“Guys, I’m not sure—”
“And this. She is adorned beautifully. So smooth. So soft.”
Someone touched my clit and my hips jerked at the intensity of it. It was sharp and bright and powerfully arousing. “Oh, God, what… what was that?”
“You do not have clit rings on Earth?”
I stilled for a mo
ment as I processed what he said, and the feeling of soft lips on my body. A clit ring? A finger slid over my pussy.
“I have no hair,” I said, more to myself than to the three men as a finger slid over me unhindered. I was completely bare. While I had shaved and kept my pussy trimmed neatly, this was something else entirely.
The mate kneeling before me pressed me with fingers and lips and the heated glide of his tongue. “Your pussy lips are smooth beneath my fingers and very pale. You are pink, and swollen, and glistening with sweet nectar.” But I struggled to focus on his words because it wasn’t his words that held my focus, it was the pull of his kiss on my new clit ring. I had not seen the ring, but I knew of them. I imagined his tongue circling and sucking at the tiny circle of metal that had been inserted into the hood. He flicked his tongue over it gently and a pulse of pleasure spread from there to my core, to tighten my nipples and make me gasp. It was very sensitive.
“I’m not going to last watching her like this,” one of them said as he continued to stroke himself. I could hear the meaty glide of his fist over his cock, the recognizable sound of a man pleasuring himself. His hand began to move faster and he stepped closer.
“I’ve never… I mean, a ring, why?”
The one kneeling before me continued to play with the clit ring with his tongue as his hands moved to the insides of my knees, pushing them wider so he could gain better access, could stroke me with the full length of his tongue. Could fuck me with the exploratory tip and suck.
My knees buckled and strong arms caught me from behind as the sensual assault continued on both at my breasts and on my core. The man at my back pressed his hard cock to my ass, his thick voice filling my ear. “All mated women are adorned this way. It makes fucking much more pleasurable. More important, there will be no question, by any male, that you belong to us.”
“Touch me,” the voice behind me growled. Unable to resist his command, I reached behind me and wrapped my small hand around his very thick and swollen shaft. Fluid seeped from the tip and down over my fingers. It was hot and slick and it felt incredible as it touched my skin. “Harder, mate. Make me come.”
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