“You are made for this. Perfect for my cock to slide into you.”
Cian’s voice was rough. She could feel his lips moving against her skin as he looked at her. His tongue flicked rapidly. Keer felt panicked. She’d only had anal sex once with a pleasure bot, and it had been a painful experience that she didn’t want to repeat.
“No woman, this is pleasure.” Tirin said before he lunged and slipped his tongue against her backside, teeth dragging and nipping.
His mouth did a circuit on each cheek, then she felt heat and wetness against the small bud of her ass. She bucked, amazed at the feeling.
No one had ever licked her or kissed her there. Tirin made a growling noise and tried to force his tongue into her, pushing and then pulling out.
Keer felt like every nerve in her body was alive, inflamed. She groaned into the bedding, trying to breathe. Tirin was relentless, alternately licking and chewing his way against her bud, tongue pushing into her between forays. One large finger pressed into her backside and she clenched at the invasion. The nerves were alive
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there, tingling, like nothing she’d ever experienced, in a mix of pain and pleasure. Tirin pulled her up, balancing her against his shoulders, his head buried in her cheeks.
Cian wasted no time in a frontal assault. Moving under her, he latched his mouth onto one breast and pulled, tweaking the nipple on the other while his teeth grazed her. His hand moved down to slide two fingers between her legs, and she felt him groan against her skin.
“Like a flood. Open up for me.” It was a command from a warrior.
Tirin’s hands held her back against him. Tongue buried in her ass, he was practically humming into her now, shaking his head against her, biting and licking. Keer pushed back, loving the feeling of him opening her up. Cian moved down her belly to slide her wet lips apart with his tongue, sucking in her juice. He pulled her sex into his mouth hard. Keer pushed down against him, desire blinding her. Tirin tightened his grip.
Finally, an answer to the piercing heat. “Do not stop. Gods help me, I need this.” It was a blinding mental cry.
“Never, my mate.” Tirin pathed while he held her in place against Cian’s working mouth. Keer felt her pussy creaming onto Cian’s face.
She reached down to pull his head hard against her. He growled into her and sucked her hard in response, pushing two fingers into her, his long tongue circling over and over, flicking her nub and then plunging into her hot passage. She cried out at the invasion. He retreated and thrust into her again
“So tight. Will you take me, small hunter?” Cian’s words scorched her brain while he flicked and grazed his teeth across her swollen nub, punctuating his words and thrusting his fingers inside her. ““Will my cock fit in this tight passage? Give me more of you.”
Keer felt him pull away, and would have fallen if Tirin hadn’t held her up. Cian turned under her, effectively pushing his head back nearly between Tirin’s knees.
“Give her back to me,” Cian commanded.
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furring of black curls and Cian’s thick round cock, larger than she had ever seen, pulsing toward her. She reacted on instinct, sliding her hands around his balls and squeezing gently. Cian let out a groan.
“Gods.”
Keer felt feminine power run through her. They may have been toying with her, but now she would get even with Cian, at least. His mouth latched onto the inside of her thigh, sucking hard, biting her.
She decided to move at her own pace and slid her tongue across the glistening drop at the slit in his massive cock, moaning in her throat while she tasted him on her tongue. He had that musky, salty taste, and she wanted more. She continued to massage his dark balls with her fingers, exploring and slowly twirling her tongue around his head, sucking, eliciting healthy groans from him and laughter from Tirin.
“She will unman you, my friend.” Tirin’s hands squeezed Keer’s cheeks again she tried to push back to him in frustration. Cian’s head came up, nuzzling her, sliding his tongue wide against her opening, pushing into her deep. She countered by sucking harder on his length and slowly pushing him deeper into her throat, increasing the vacuum and trying to swallow. She was rewarded with a deep growl. Cian pushed his tongue into her with sweeping strokes, gulping down her juice and groaning between thrusts.
They developed a matching rhythm of her pumping him into her mouth while his tongue thrashed her pussy thoroughly. Keer lost track of Tirin’s hands, instead concentrating on the feeling of Cian’s warm tongue and pulsing length in her throat. If she relaxed far enough, she was sure she could swallow around him, her mouth as wide as it could go. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, feeling his cock pulsing and growing in her mouth. Her lips were already stretched wide around him. Something flickered in her mind, perhaps she wouldn’t be able to take this monster inside her.
” You’ll take him bondsman. You’ll take both of us.” Tirin assured her.
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He started a slow assault on her bottom again, his tongue sliding in and out, alternating with Cian. He varied the push with a finger in her tight passage. Frightened by the invasion, she felt herself spasm around him. She moaned loudly, around Cian’s hard length.
“Open for me, I have a need to fill you.” Cian growling against her pussy, trying to stretch her farther with his tongue.
Keer released his cock from her mouth and drug her teeth lightly against his balls. Cian pressed his mouth against her, capturing her with his lips, grazing with his own teeth. Keer squealed and dipped her head again, this time sucking both his balls into her mouth, her hand wrapped firmly around his pulsing cock. Cian pulled hard on her, and thrust two fingers into her burning channel.
Keer felt herself contracting around his fingers and began to pump against his mouth. The feeling was a phenomenon of need. Waves of heat hit her, and she began stroking him, sucking wildly. Tirin pushed two fingers into her bottom, making her jump and moan. She relaxed around his fingers, pulsing into Cian’s mouth. Cian’s hips lifted, attempting to reach farther into her throat. Keer’s head bobbed up and down over him, sucking hard on each upstroke. She felt the heat building in her belly and moaned steadily.
Tirin’s tongue joined his fingers, sliding into her, opening her up.
“Will you scream for us, my mate?” he taunted her.
She could feel the blood pumping through Cian’s cock and knew he was as close as she was. The orgasm hit her like a wave just as Cian released hot fluid against her tongue.
She swallowed convulsively, riding his mouth. Tirin joined Cian, licking frantically at her from her clit to the top of her cheeks. Tirin shoved two large fingers back past her tight rosebud, opening her ass to him. Another piercing wave hit her while her tight ring spasmed against the pressure.
Cian continued to pump into her mouth with what seemed like an unlimited load of hot fluid. She rode the wave, reveling in the feelings of pleasure brought on by something other than her own hands.
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Slowly, Keer let Cian’s cock slide out of her mouth, swallowing and licking him clean down to his balls. She heard something that sounded like a long slow hum and knew it was coming from the back of her throat. She felt exactly like a Terran cat. A very well fed cat.
Cian tremored as Keer continued to lick him clean, murmuring against his flaccid length. She squirmed, an emptiness accompanying the raging climax. The piercing need dulled, but was still present.
She raised up on all fours and arched her back, stretching. Without warning, Tirin’s fingers abandoned her ass. He grabbed the damp drying linens from their bath and wiped his hands carefully before sliding two fingers deep into her pussy. He pulled her hard, lifting her nearly upright. She felt his cock replacing his fingers in her hot, wet, canal and the fire returned.
“God, yes, please, Tirin. I have need.” Past denying either man, she tried to pull his cock further into her. Tirin pressed f
orward, his length stretching her. He was large, bigger than any sex bot she’d used.
“Let me fill you then.” Tirin rammed against her, his balls slapping her ass. Two fingers from his other hand drove back into her ass, stretching, while his cock filled her.
Keer stretched around him, crying out at the invasion. Tirin raised her up and slammed deep into her, growling as he stroked. She felt the pleasure licking at her, heightened like a raw nerve. She wanted more than his stroking gave her.
He was huge. She whimpered, stretched tight, wanting more, but unable to clench around him.
Suddenly he pulled out, and she screamed in agitation.
“Gods no, come back. This will kill me—” Tirin responded by lifting her as she writhed onto Cian’s hardening cock. Keer cried out as she was impaled on top of Cian.
Cian had only taken moments to recover. His eyes were glittering savagely, his teeth bared when Tirin pushed her down. She began to rock against the huge cock, stroking up and down, the relentless fire
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pushing her.
They were both massive. Cian was so big she could only attempt to move around him. She ground down rubbing her sensitive nub against him. She could barely scratch the surface of the climax she need.
“Feel this, my mate” Cian’s words seared through her mind. She pounded herself down hard onto him over and over again when she felt Tirin’s cock against her ass.
“Yes, gods, yes!” As their skin combined, their own passion funneled into her brain. The mental path was growing, expanding letting her catch glimpses of the desire the two men felt. Tirin poured oil over her, rubbing it into her small opening, pushing one finger into her ass, then two, then three into her.
“Take me, my mate. Let us fill you.” The head of his cock was large, and she was sure it would not and could not fit into her small opening. She’d had difficulty with him stretching her pussy. Gods knew how he could fit that massive rod in her ass.
Keer struggled at the initial throb of pain. She felt the tight elastic ring stretch, but Tirin pushed past the sting throbbing into her. He eased into the heat of her small entrance, alternating with her pumping Cian’s cock. Her muscles rippled around him trying to adjust. They were big, so large and engulfing, she thought she would split open.
Cian’s thoughts crashed into her brain. His pleasure filled her. He was spicy, like bubbling lava in her mind. He coated her nerve endings, coaching her back into another wave of rippling orgasm.
Tirin’s hunger, need and warming pleasure, flowed into her mind, an exotic flavor blending with Cian’s. She rode the waves, and thrust back against the blond warrior, trying to bring him farther into her.
Her cream dripped down between them, easing the sting of the huge cocks that drummed into her.
Cian pushed his hand between them and plucked her nub repeatedly, urging her to continue her own pleasure.
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“Ride for us. Take us both.” Cian growled. A dim part of her mind realized she was like an animal. It was a mating, a crazed need that finally was being fulfilled.
It seemed they stroked her alternately forever, allaying the burning that she had not been able to fill before. She was gasping, punctuating her words with her breaths. “Do not stop, gods, don’t stop, please.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks and she began to shake with her last climax.
Tirin murmured into her ear as he slowed his stroke, pushing firmly against her, one arm holding her back against his chest. His cock swelled inside her. She could feel his teeth scrape her shoulder as she shook, still grinding down hard.
Cian pushed up on his elbows and captured one nipple in his mouth, teeth rasping, matching Tirin’s bite. The climax came like a tidal wave, pouring the spicy and sweet molten heat of the two men over her. She cried out over and over again, and was aware of the pulsing of the two men into her, hot streams seared her insides.
Dimly, Keer was aware they spoke the same words in some ancient language, chanting them together. The pleasure drained her and she finally collapsed against Cian, Tirin gentling her fall forward.
Tirin extricated himself carefully, kissing her shoulder and he moved from her. She sprawled against Cian, warm and firm. Her fingers wound in the short pelt of his chest hair, holding on for fear of falling into the sexual abyss of blessed relief.
Cian rolled her into his lap, staying inside her warmth, his heat still filling her stretched pussy. She sighed against him, and her eyes closed.
Cian lifted her as he rose from the bed. Still buried deep, he followed Tirin to the bathing chamber.
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Chapter 7
The warmth of the mineral-scented water made the sting of their joining less apparent. Cian sat on the ledge, connected to her both physically and mentally. He turned Keer forward, holding his cock inside her. She leaned against him, his chest rubbing against her back.
Tirin began to stroke her body with the warm water and a lightly scented soap. He kissed her, his tongue moved, matching his large hands as they pushed the warm water and soaps over her body. Keer sucked on his tongue lightly, then squirmed against Cian’s length.
His cock grew inside her. She could feel the iron pulse. She clenched her thighs, pushing down, finally relaxed enough to ripple her muscles against him.
Tirin pulled away and sluiced his own body with the water, then dove under, rising from the steaming mist like a golden god. Through half-closed eyes, she admired him, the water sliding down over his long frame. He swam back to her, and his hands stroked up her thighs.
He pushed firmly against her legs then drug his thumbs between her curls to find her pleasure point.
“No, Tirin…no more.” She pathed the thought to him. She grasped his wrists. The feel of the cock inside her stretched like a raw nerve.
Keer pulled Tirin to her and kissed her way down his chest and he rose from the water in front of her. Stepping onto the ledge, his legs on either side of Keer and Cian, he raised himself and her mouth followed. Tirin’s cock was a steel length rising hard against his rippled belly. Keer dipped her head to taste him, sucking him lightly, then feeling his groan in her mind, she slid him farther into her mouth sucking hard.
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“Like a fire you are, little hunter.” Tirin pathed to Keer. He pushed up, balancing himself carefully in the water.
She enjoyed the feeling of power that raced through her at having the large man bend to her will. Keer cupped his oval sac, pulling as she drew his cock into her mouth.
Cian began a rocking movement into Keer, his length coated with her wet pleasure. She coaxed Tirin farther into her mouth, sliding her tongue around him while she sucked as much of his length as she could. He was pulsing, pushing gently in unison with Cian.
The fever of the first joining was over. This was pure unadulterated bliss.
Cian’s fingers moved over her, plucking the raw exposed flesh of her small button. It was piercing ecstasy. They were one unit, moving together, reaching for another peak, coming together in the warm water.
Tirin poured his scorching fluid into her throat as Cian emptied fire inside her pussy. She matched them with her own moaning peak of pleasure, mentally crying out their names as she climbed over the edge.
They stayed together in the bedchamber, making love, then engulfing each other in pounding sex, alternatively raging and then fulfilling. They fed her and let her sleep as she needed, but were always ready to move into her again, or lay their mouths on her to relieve the burning of her raging cycle.
Keer was numb to the idea of it. She refused to think, only allowing herself to feel and finally obtain every release and climax that she needed. To finally be fulfilled physically was so out of her mental reach that she could not absorb it.
After the fourth moon’s turn, Keer slept completely, sated. The two warriors left her side, using the bathing chamber briefly and then
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going to check on the day-to-day progress of the underground C
olony.
A security bot informed them of the arrival of a Terran bounty hunter above ground. Both Cian and Tirin were surprised to learn that the hunter stayed at the entrance to the colony, watching and waiting for the three days they had gloried in the completion of their triad.
“He is a patient man, Commander.” Tirin watched the monitor, while the dark haired, scowling man paced at the surface, scanning the rocks for an entrance.
“I think he is not patient, Lieutenant, as much as he is persistent.
He is looking for her, and he will not give up,” Cian answered. He crossed his broad arms over his chest and lifted his chin, watching the man slide his hands over the rock carefully. The monitor buzzed.
They could hear Drak Voi muttering as he looked for the hidden entrance.
“Give me a hunter’s ball, Keer, I know you are in there and I’m going to find you if I have to blow this Endland hell apart. Constant trouble, you are a pain in my Terran ass.” Drak pounded his fist against the rock and then stepped back, hearing the hidden metal-skinned door ring hollowly.
A smile nearly cracked Cian’s stern face. “Let us go greet our brother-in-arms.”
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Chapter 8
Keer woke feeling pleasantly bruised and relaxed. She stared at the cavern walls and inhaled the scent of Cian and Tirin that the blankets still held. It was a comfort to know they rested with her as she slept. She found a new jumpskin in the bathing chambers. It matched her own nearly exactly. She dressed carefully, wincing at the stinging satisfaction between her legs.
Keer was humming while she brushed her hair then used the laser applicator, something she rarely did. The reflection screen in the bathing chamber showed she did not really need the laser cosmetics.
Her skin glowed, her lips pink and swollen from kisses of every kind.
The one thing she did not feel, that escaped her, was guilt. It puzzled her momentarily and then she shrugged the thought away. So it took two warriors to please her, to make her feel complete. There was no denying they were beautiful men.
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