Alcandian Rage

by Mary Wine

  “Come here.” It was an order and Zeva considered refusing. Her body twisted with the need to be next to Ravid’s bare skin. Keenan’s hands pulled her pants down her legs and she sighed as the night air brushed her skin. She stepped out of her pants and forward towards Ravid.

  Zeva stopped short of the embrace. She laid her hands on his chest and traced the muscles coating his chest. She touched him with just her fingertips, gliding the sensitive digits over each millimeter of warm male skin. She moved her hands down his abdomen until she slipped her fingers around his cock.

  The organ jerked in her hand making her shift her thighs apart. Her passage burned for the hard length and she slipped to her knees as she caught the head between her lips.

  Ravid cussed and she took his cock deeper into her mouth. Power surged through her as she sucked him deeper and used her tongue to rub the spot under the swollen head. A hand caught her head and twisted her hair but Zeva cupped the sac holding his seed and licked around his cock head again. She pushed her closed hand down the length as she sucked and Ravid’s hips thrust towards her.

  It was instinct and she increased her efforts. There would always be this struggle between them. The need to be the one driving the other to the edge of insanity. Deep in her brain she craved the hot spurt of his seed hitting her tongue, just to satisfy some primitive craving to push this male past his control. She wanted to wring a cry of pleasure from him and be in control as he shattered with climax.

  Their minds mingled as she licked and stroked his cock. His breath hissed between clenched teeth as Zeva took more length into her mouth. The hand on her hair pulled as his hips jerked. Pleasure flowed between their link as his seed hit her mouth. Zeva savored the moment as Ravid labored to catch his breath and her hand stroked his cock.

  She didn’t rise from her knees. Instead she turned and caught Keenan’s newly bared cock with her hands and applied her lips to its swollen head. The warrior gasped and stepped back. Zeva followed and sucked his cock back into her mouth.

  “Zeva, you will reduce me to my tender years.” Keenan groaned low as she refused to leave his cock. Her lips drove him insane as her little tongue flickered over his cock. Climax hadn’t come so quickly since he was newly introduced to a woman’s charms. With Zeva, a few short moments in her mouth and his seed strained against his control to keep it from shooting into her.

  Yet there was not a need to resist. Keenan stroked the head of his mate and let pleasure crest over his control. Zeva. His. It was perfection after longing for it for too many years. The fact that she wanted to bring him to climax first just made it even more incredible. “You may bend me to your whim any time, Zeva.”

  Zeva stood up and watched Ravid as he smiled at her. It still wasn’t a friendly expression. A shiver raced down her spine as he cupped one of her breasts and pressed his thumb over her nipple. Tight control covered his face as he watched her and gently squeezed her breast. Ravid leaned down and finished Keenan’s comment. “As long as you are willing to be bent to my will in return.”

  A little moan escaped her lips. It was pure instinct. She could smell how much he wanted her, still taste it and the desire flowed between their minds as Keenan’s body pressed into her back. Ravid stroked his hand across her chest to her other breast before he bent and sucked her nipple into his mouth.

  Fire shot down her body. Her belly twisted with an ache so hard it hurt. She needed him inside her. She craved his cock thrusting deeply into her passage to fill it. The bud at the top of her sex throbbed with a demand to be sucked between his lips just like her nipple was. Zeva reached for his head and twisted her fingers in his hair as her back arched to offer her nipple up to his mouth.

  “You may not come yet, Zeva.” Keenan’s voice was low and hard. His hands moved over her hips as he pulled her off her feet. She whimpered as Ravid released her nipple and Keenan took her away from his companion. She wanted them both!

  “You will have us, ruthima, yet at our demand.” Keenan laid her on the bed but only her torso. He turned her facedown and let her legs hang over the edge. His hand stroked her bottom before Ravid joined them. “Spread your legs.”

  Zeva moaned again at the order. So much pleasure could be hers if she obeyed. A little twist of fear joined her need as she parted her thighs and slipped her feet across the tile floor. Keenan leaned over her, leaving her to guess what Ravid was intending to do. A hundred little maidens’ whispers crossed her brain. Unbound females talked about warriors’ bedchambers and the delights certain games could produce.

  Would they spank her? Ravid had suggested it just last night. Zeva tried to lift her body off the bed but Keenan held her flat to the bed surface. He nuzzled her ear before she felt a hand on her bottom once again.

  “Your bottom is too tight for a cock, shihori.” Keenan licked her ear before he finished. “So it needs to be stretched before we can enjoy you at the same time.”

  She gasped and Keenan made a soft soothing sound against her ear. His body pressed her down as Ravid pulled her bottom apart. She shivered but it was born of excitement. Ravid touched her back entrance with a smooth liquid and her hips jerked towards his hand. He mumbled with deep approval before more of that lubricant was applied to her bottom.

  They would use a plug on her. Zeva knew what one looked like because her mother had bought her one. It wasn’t uncommon for an Alcandian female to stretch her bottom before taking that first step towards intimacy with a warrior. She just hadn’t had time to think about using the little silver anal plug that Paneil had given her. Since her return from Earth everything had moved too quickly for her to remember little details like her anal plug.

  Ravid pressed the tip of one against her bottom and she gasped. He had warmed it somehow and the tip pressed forward through the lubricant that he’d coated her bottom with. Keenan turned to watch as her back entrance stretched wider and wider as Ravid pushed it further into her body.

  Zeva gasped as the pressure bordered on pain. Ravid held the plug in place as his hand stroked over her bottom. He pulled the plug out and then pressed it forward again. Pleasure replaced discomfort as he worked the toy in and out, going a little further with each thrust.

  “Aye Zeva, your bottom was made to be filled.” Ravid’s voice was almost harsh, and then he pressed the plug deeply into her. It stretched her bottom until it smarted but it also pressed the walls of her passage together making her squirm with need.

  “I can smell your need.” Ravid stroked her bottom again before Keenan lifted her and turned her onto her back. That little twist of fear came back as she found her body in the center of the bed with both warriors looming over her. She was helpless against their greater strength. But she savored it too. It was more than the iron muscles. Their clash of wills made them more attractive to her. Warriors were not meant to be controlled by a female. Zeva knew she would have rejected them if they were too compliant.

  Maybe they sought her out for the same reason.

  Keenan’s hands cupped a breast as the warrior leaned forward to suck its nipple. Zeva muttered with delight as his tongue worried her nipple. Her eyes flew open as Ravid pressed her thighs apart. His eyes were focused on her open sex. Raw possession glittered from the dark orbs before they flickered up to hold hers for a moment. “You may not like the word, Zeva, but when you cry out, it will be my tongue that is mastering your sweet body.”

  His hands held her thighs wide as her hips jerked. Her pride didn’t have a chance of breaking his hold on her. The bud at the top of her sex pounded in time with her heart. It demanded she submit so that release could be hers.

  But Ravid wouldn’t deny her that even if she forced the words past her lips. His eyes glittered with the desire to bring her to climax. His eyes moved back to the spread folds of her body before he leaned forward to suck that little bud into his mouth.

  Her head arched back as pleasure ripped into her belly. Words lost their value as Ravid sucked and licked her clit. Keenan moved to her other
breast and her hands curled into the bedding. There was only need and heat. Waves of flames that began under each warrior’s tongue and shot into her core. Her hips jerked with the need to lift. She wanted to be filled, not just sucked. Nothing mattered but that craving.

  “Fill me, Ravid!”

  Her voice was sultry and Zeva almost didn’t recognize it. The woman the world saw wasn’t there in that chamber. In her place was a female burning with heat. She wanted to mate.

  Ravid felt his body shake, and groaned. He ran his tongue down her sex to the entrance of her passage and denied his cock the dark opening to his mate. He was going to pleasure her with his mouth and even his hands before plunging his cock into her. Both desires tore at him, one born from his will and the other from his flesh. Ravid moved back up to her clit and thrust a finger into her body as he sucked her.

  A harsh cry was his reward as her hips lifted and her passage greedily tried to milk his finger. Her head thrashed on the bed as he thrust his finger in time with the jerks from her hips.

  “I enjoy bringing you to pleasure as much as you do us, Zeva.” Ravid thrust his finger deeply into her body again as her eyelids lifted to display her dark eyes to him. “The plug has made your body so tight, my cock nearly drives me mad with the idea of getting inside you.”

  A low rumble of agreement came from Keenan’s chest as he left her nipple and looked down her body to where Ravid moved that single finger in and out of her. Ravid moved and knelt between her thighs. Up on his haunches, he pulled her bottom from the bed as his cock thrust forward between them. Keenan watched as his companion fit the head of his cock against the entrance of her body and slowly pushed the swollen organ into her. Zeva was caught between both warriors, the one who thrust into her and the one who watched.

  Keenan cupped her breast as Ravid pulled her onto his cock. Her bottom still didn’t touch the bed, just her shoulders. Ravid’s hands gripped her hips and pulled her onto his cock until he stretched her with it and then he pulled his hips back to leave her passage screaming for the next thrust.

  “Ah Zeva, your body was made for mine.” Ravid snarled the words softly as he pulled her onto his cock again. He lingered inside her as he raised his eyes to her. “The only thing better will be when we both take you.”

  Zeva whimpered at the idea. Her body was so full with the plug in her bottom. Ravid pushed her off his cock and then pulled her back. This time he didn’t stop inside her passage. His hands held her lower body up and worked it on and off his cock. Her head moved from side to side but she was powerless to move her hips. Ravid worked them at his speed as she sobbed and cried out with a climax that ripped into her womb.

  Ravid grunted harsh approval a second before he slammed his cock deeply into her. His cock jerked and pumped his seed deeply into her. His fingers dug into her hips as he held her impaled on his cock until the last of his seed was deep inside her.

  His dark eyes snapped open and sought hers. Concern raced through them as he gently let her bottom rest back on the bed. His warm body covered hers as he stroked the sides of her face. “Did I hurt you?”

  Zeva laughed at his question. Ravid watched a sparkle cross her eyes as her hands traced his biceps. Sweat beaded in her hair as he stroked her face again. Contentment landed on his shoulders as he watched her lips lift in a small smile. Ravid rolled onto his back and took Zeva with him. She landed against his chest and his body enjoyed the weight. Being in contact with her fed his longings. Seeing her wasn’t enough, mating with her wasn’t enough, he craved the scent of her pleasure and the weight of her satisfied body on his for true contentment.

  The plug felt small now. Zeva felt Keenan’s hands stroke her bottom as Ravid’s heart beat beneath her hands. Hunger still flowed from Keenan’s mind and it sparked a response from her body.

  Pushing up off Ravid, she turned to her other warrior. Keenan watched her with hungry eyes as she pushed back onto her feet and swung one thigh over his hip. She pushed his chest with one hand as one of his eyebrows rose.

  “Lie down, Keenan.” The warrior did it reluctantly. Zeva moved over his body and leaned down to kiss him. She teased his mouth with the tip of her tongue before raising her hips above his cock. He was still hard and her wet body opened for him easily. Zeva lowered her bottom and moaned as she was once again filled completely.

  A loud smack hit her bottom making her gasp. Keenan smiled and caught her hips before she rose off his cock. Another blow landed on her bottom as Ravid bit her shoulder. Keenan’s grin grew larger as his hands lifted her up and then let her body weight push her back onto his cock. “I believe I could become quite fond of letting you ride me, Zeva.” His hands left her hips to cup her breasts. “Aye, very fond.”

  Keenan pinched her nipples right before Ravid smacked her bottom again. “Ride him, ruthima. Do you need encouragement?” Two more smacks hit her bottom as Zeva lifted her body up and let gravity send her back onto Keenan’s cock.

  Keenan’s pinches on her nipple joined the sharp sting of Ravid’s spanking, making her twist on the hard cock stretching her body. The plug made it so tight she had to use her legs to push up off Keenan. Ravid smacked her bottom again, making her cry. Climax wouldn’t come easily though. Pleasure flowed from her nipples to her bottom as she rose up and pressed down.

  “You are so wet.” Keenan’s voice was strained as his neck muscles drew taut. His hand curled around her hips a second before his body surged off the bed. He rolled her over as he came down and thrust hard between her thighs. His fingers caught her wrists and stretched her hands across the bed as his hips thrust hard into her body.

  “Take me, Zeva! I want your passage to milk my cock!” His body jerked but he held off his climax as his eyes stared into hers. His pleasure flowed through their mind link, dragging her body with his into pleasure. It tore across from his mind into hers as his hips drove his cock deeply into her.

  Her body was one single current of delight. Zeva couldn’t tell the difference between her flesh and Keenan’s or Ravid’s. Their bodies just mingled and curved around each other’s so completely. Her mind was too tired to care. They carried her to the bathing pool and smoothed soap over her skin, cleaning the sweat off her. Keenan even cleaned the folds of her sex with a gentle hand before he pulled the anal plug from her bottom. The warm water lured her even further from thoughts and reasons and anything that meant leaving their embrace.

  Keenan enjoyed carrying Zeva. Truthfully, he had never enjoyed weakness in any female but holding her half-slumbering body against his chest was completely satisfying. His lips tightened into a thin line as he looked at the hand she let rest against his chest. She was at peace in his embrace and he was going to have to change that.

  As he placed her on the bed, her eyes opened when she tried to move up to lay her head on a pillow. Keenan held her waist and sat her up. “We need to talk, Zeva.”

  The tone of his voice sliced through Zeva’s desire to sleep. She sat back on her knees and found Ravid watching her with serious eyes. In a split second, while her eyes had been closed, both males had transformed into Judgment officials. Firm resolve covered their faces as Ravid sat on the opposite side of the bed.

  “I meant to tell you before we wore you out.” Keenan frowned as Zeva moved back on her knees ending all contact with his body. Whatever was on his mind, Zeva got the idea that she wasn’t going to like it. Casting her eyes sideways, she considered Ravid. His face was dark with fury as he watched her. His words sliced through the dark room as he clamped a hard hand around her wrist.

  “You saw Amin at the table tonight. She was my sister-in-law, bound to my brother.”

  “Was?” Since Amin still had her hair and was welcome by Ravid, there was only one other thing that would have ended her union. The anger blazing from Ravid’s eyes made her temper stir but this time it joined his rage.

  Ravid nodded and his thumb slipped under her wrist to stroke the skin. The touch was an odd addition to the tension flowing from Ravid�
�s emotions. It was a tiny tender gesture that made it impossible to separate her trust of the hour past from this current moment of pure Judgment authority. Somehow, the warrior didn’t want to press his will onto her carelessly. The little caress was a soothing offer in the face of something that he knew she was not going to like. “Chandler was a Judgment official. He was struck down by a deviant who still breathes.”

  Keenan caught her chin and turned her eyes to his. “Helmut and Craddock are thydit, yet outlawed and move through any land they can survive on. You must not expose yourself to their sight, Zeva. They would not kill you.”

  Horror flashed through her brain because Zeva understood what Keenan meant. There was a reason warriors like Ravid and Keenan roamed Alcandar. They rid the planet of filth.

  Like this Helmut and Craddock. Males like that were the same as mad animals. They would kill and destroy at whim until someone put them down. If they would not kill her, they would use her body. If Keenan knew they would not kill her, then she would not be the first female the deviants had abused.

  It was a high crime on Alcandar. Among a race that had too few females, mating was governed by strict laws and tradition. A woman only had to submit to warriors who proved she was attracted to them. Her own attraction was forcing her will to bend. Ravid and Keenan were not allowed to hurt her. Even their chamber had only a half wall that overlooked the main warrior eating hall below stairs. A thick curtain could be drawn for privacy but all upper chambers were constructed in such a manner.

  The reason was simple. Any cries from a female would be heard. A slight blush stained her cheeks because the last hour had truly been witnessed by some of Ravid’s and Keenan’s comrades.

  “I am sorry to hear of your mother’s loss.” Zeva was, too. She stood up as emotion tried to flood her eyes with tears. She needed to move because the walls were collapsing in on her. She might not like it but she wasn’t foolish enough to refuse to heed Ravid’s warning. She had always known that becoming involved with Judgment officials meant sharing their remote life.