She was smaller than he, limbs deceptively sleek and graceful, hiding the predatory power and speed of her species. Her fingertips and toes were blunt, claws retracted for the moment. Her facial features were almost delicate, high cheekbones, narrow jaw, and wide slanted eyes. Her pupils would be vertical slits in the light but now were round pools of midnight, gazing at him with unblinking interest.
Adin started a little, realizing that interest in her wide eyes had a hungry edge. He wasn’t sure if he should be excited or nervous—Lyos weren’t known for their civility and she’d come in the dark. Plus, their distant ancestors had been competing apex predators. Some residual instinct thrilled alarm across his nerves.
Who are you? he asked again, more quietly this time.
“Neeri,” she answered. For some reason, the sound of her name captivated him. Or maybe it was her voice, slightly rough but liquid, like a purr. He wanted to hear more.
Neeri, he echoed and watched her draw a deep breath. Why are you here?
“You know why,” she murmured, eyes unblinking and compelling.
Adin’s tongue flicked out instinctively to taste the air then lingered to savor the scorching-hot, sweet tang of her arousal. His mind went blank for a long moment, the world narrowing to that one sense, his entire being focusing with exquisite intensity on her flavor. He’d never tasted anything like it. He felt a sense of sharp dislocation, as if the universe had just rewritten itself. Or him.
“I need you,” she whispered.
He was across the room before he’d even thought about moving. She startled to her feet but he didn’t hesitate, dropping to his knees and grasping her slim hips to hold her still. Her inner thighs were damp, labia swollen and beaded with her juice. Her hands clamped on his shoulders, extended claws snagging his scales in warning, but he barely noticed, tongue flashing out to dive between her lips and sink into that intoxicating tangy sweetness.
She came with a full body jolt and a strangled shout, falling back against the wall. He held her up with absent attention, the rest of him intensely focused on the gush of liquid bathing his tongue and mouth as he pressed closer and drank like a desperate man in a desert.
He speared his tongue into her channel then dragged it out to swirl over her clit, again and again, while she bucked against his face and climaxed over and over. He lived it with her, hardly hearing her mewling cries or his hoarse grunts, hardly aware of his hips jerking in rhythm with hers as he shot his loads.
Most of him was with her, in her, feeling his own tongue tunnel with ruthless flicks inside her pussy and tug on her clit with a rough rasp that sent sharp shards of pleasure slicing through her in all directions. The taste of her blended it all together, merging them in a hazy sea of sensory bliss while some possessive animal deep inside him growled in fierce satisfaction.
When it became too much, he eased his pressing hold on her hips, letting her quaking body slide down the wall to sprawl across his thighs. He leaned forward, resting his forehead on the wall next to her ear, listening to their ragged breaths with dazed amazement as his mind slowly started to function again.
What the hell had just happened? He hadn’t thought about being a test subject or whether he should “participate,” hadn’t even asked her what she wanted. He’d taken one taste of her and had come undone. He’d practically attacked her. What was wrong with him?
Neeri, he whispered contritely in her mind. Neeri, I’m so sorry, are you all right?
“Oh, Adin,” she moaned, hands clutching his arms. She still trembled all over, buttocks quivering on his knees, thighs twitching with spasms that mirrored the aftershocks in her channel. He felt it with her, felt her nearly incoherent relief and hazy delight. “More than all right.”
He smiled his own relief before her words fully registered. Then his eyes popped open, slow tension filling his muscles. He sat up carefully, fingers tightening on her hips. How did you know my name?
She winced, visually and mentally. He felt her quick spike of dismay, heard her think whoops, and he pulled back with his mind and body. He scooted out of touching distance and stared at her.
You’re one of them.
She grimaced a little, folding her legs in to her chest and wrapping her arms around them in an oddly vulnerable gesture. “Technically…not really. I’m just the hired help.”
Hired to do what?
Her eyes flicked around the room, lower lip caught in her nibbling teeth. Her brows pulled together in a quick frown as she snatched a breath and let it out on a rough sigh. “I can still smell her in here. I suppose you had fun with Shells.”
He shook his head, distracted for a moment by her disgruntled tone. Hired to do what, Neeri? he repeated in hard demand.
She cleared her throat, still not looking at him. “Don’t suppose you’d believe me if I said I’m just the cleaning lady.” Then she slanted him a look both ruthful and amused.
He was suddenly, shockingly furious. With the speed of his race, he lunged, catching her wrists and jerking her forward. She went taut, muscles snapping with sudden strength, but his size and fury made him stronger. He flipped her to her back and pressed her to the floor, holding her wrists crossed over her head.
What have you done to me?
A long quiver ran through her entire tense body before she slowly relaxed under him. “Well,” she whispered, quick breaths warming his face, eyes wide pools of darkness. “You keep surprising me.”
He tightened his hold, claws denting her skin. That’s not an answer.
“I didn’t kidnap you. I don’t run the place. I just help them decide who comes to you.”
Who comes to me? Like the droid?
Her lip lifted in a mild sneer. “Eh, not my first choice. I told my boss that wasn’t the right call, but he doesn’t always listen.”
Shelayle?
Her expression soured. “Only because I had to choose someone.”
He loosened his grip a little, studying her features. Her lithe body seemed to hum under him, her heat soaking through his scales in luxurious waves. She shifted a little and her nipples tightened, pressing into him in little urgent knots. He felt his cocks jump and swell against her and hissed through clenched teeth.
So is this a side bonus, like travel expenses? They allow you play with their prisoners?
“No, I’ll get fired,” she panted in a distracted tone. “Adin, I want that inside me. Please, all of them—”
Neeri! he snarled, giving her wrists a shake to get her attention, though the mating burn built with shocking speed inside him, doubling against her own heat, her own need. Why are you here?
“Because…” she moaned out loud then finished in thought I want you, I want you for myself, I need you, Adin, please you feel so good I need you inside me…
She said more but the roaring fire rushing through him destroyed his capacity to understand words. He could only feel and need with her as he sealed his mouth to hers.
Neeri begged with everything she had but he just kept kissing her until she couldn’t think straight anymore. He moved his mouth over hers like he’d been doing it for years, like he knew exactly what she wanted, how she liked to be teased then plundered.
That black tongue was the devil’s own pleasure toy, nimble and ruthless, working her into a frenzy. She wanted that flick and rasp all over her body, every quivering curve and crevice. She wanted it deep inside her again, driving her right out of her mind and into that place he’d found for her, where vast pleasure shattered then rebuilt her over and over again.
She was ready to come and all he’d done was kiss her. Though she was helping that along, writhing under him and feeling all that glorious, cool strength and hard, slick scales sliding against her. The sensation drove her wild, as though every inch of her had become an erogenous zone.
She jerked her wrists free of his loosened grip and slid her hands down his arms, over his shoulders and down his back, moaning long and low at the feel of so much hard, flexing muscle. His h
eavy, cool body felt so good to her feverish flesh. She twitched her hips and shifted her legs, trying to wriggle them out from under him.
His turn to moan, hips jerking against her. She could feel his cocks, thick and throbbing, rubbing against her thighs just out of reach, torture of the sweetest kind. Her claws extended and she dug them desperately into his buttocks.
Adin please Adin yes please please…
He finally seemed to hear her, or finally reached her level of desperation. Bracing his hands on the floor, he eased some of his weight from her. She instantly parted her legs and locked them around his waist, arching her hips, so ready for him to fuck her she could feel her juice run down the crack of her ass.
He lifted his head, breath hissing out as he met her gaze. His eyes swirled with brilliant color, almost hypnotic. He reached between them without breaking eye contact and she shuddered, keening low in the back of her throat when she felt one of his heads press between her labia. The head felt enormous and she was so hungry for it she shook.
Then he began to sink into her and she came so hard she saw stars. He kept filling her, pressing deeper and deeper, while she convulsed around him and shrieked his name. When he was buried all the way, he paused, breathing like bellows, still watching her with hands braced on either side of her shoulders. His other two cocks were crushed between them, one of them pressing directly on her clit.
Shivering and shuddering as she eased down from her climax, she met his gaze dazedly. He was still hard as rock, each heavy throb inside her setting off a little quake in her sensitive tissues. She couldn’t get over the feel of him, thick and cool inside her lava-hot body, soothing and maddening at the same time.
Slipping a hand around his neck, she pulled him down for her kiss, claw pricking him in silent, wordless demand.
He shifted, pulling out in a slow glide that almost made her heart explode, his tongue dodging hers in an agile dance. Then he thrust, deep and hard, driving into her clenched pussy and grinding against her clit, and the whole world exploded. She found that place again and reveled in it, her whole being pulsing over and over with a pleasure that was theirs alone.
He at least had the decency to wait until she was mostly recovered before he pounced. Well, mentally anyway. Neither of them had the strength to do more than twitch after what they’d just done.
Tell the truth. Why did you really come here?
She was breathing too hard to answer out loud. Why do guys always want to talk after?
You would not risk your job for this.
She snorted. Of course he would be the persistent type. Are you kidding? This was pretty damned spectacular. There are other jobs in the galaxy but I’ve never met anyone who could… She sent him an image of what she wanted to try next and grinned when he sucked in a sharp breath.
That’s…inventive. He raised his head and met her gaze. His eyes still swirled but with slower, deeper color. And distracting. What are you trying to hide? He tensed as if something had just occurred to him. Is my brother here? My brother Ocen went missing…
She nodded and held up a hand to interrupt him. Ocen was here but they released him. He’ll remember nothing. That’s how they get around that whole kidnapping thing. They wipe their memories.
He’s gone? But… Abruptly he rolled off her and sat up, pressing a hand to his head. If he doesn’t remember…I am missing now! He will look for me, be trapped again— He whirled on his knees, grabbing her shoulders and giving her a little shake. You have to let me go!
“Adin, it’s not me,” she whispered, clasping his face in her palms then tracing his features with her fingertips. “I don’t make those decisions.”
He pressed his forehead to hers and she could feel the wild spinning of his thoughts. Then free me. Help me escape.
“I—I don’t—”
He kissed her, desperately, deeply. Help me.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him back and answered, I don’t know how. But they let Ocen go. They’ll release you, too.
He pulled away from her, pushing to his feet and pacing the room with a desperation she could feel all the way to her bones. For some reason, her eyes stung. She rubbed at them impatiently.
Why did they let my brother go? What did he do to make them release him?
“He mated true,” she sighed then watched him gawk at her with a little smirk of wry humor.
He…he what? You had an Ophidian female—
“Uh, actually…” she interrupted, rubbing the bridge of her nose to hide an anticipatory grin. “He mated with a human.”
He went completely still. She wasn’t even sure he was still breathing. That’s not possible.
“Beg to differ, my gorgeous love. He flat out refused to touch anyone else or be separated from her. From what I hear, even with their memories wiped they found each other again in about three seconds flat. Can’t get truer than that.”
Her humor faded to puzzlement when he continued to stare at her. Then she felt a twinge of unease—something in his look went deeper than surprise at his brother’s choice. I didn’t realize we could find our true mates outside our own species, he said softly. Still looking at her. Unease morphed into alarm and she bounced to her feet.
“Well, that’s what the program is for, I guess, interspecies relations,” she babbled, looking everywhere but at him. He was young. Probably just crushing for the first time. Puppy love and all that. But she had to dissuade him before he started thinking about following in his brother’s footsteps.
“But they don’t have a lot of my own species in here, probably because they already know we’ll screw anybody. Not super picky, as long as it feels good, you know? True mating or monogamy or whatever doesn’t work for us,” she lied, doing her own pacing along the edges of his room.
Screw anybody?
She frowned at the ominous growl in his mental tone but didn’t look at him. “Uh-huh. My boss says I’m always in heat. Matter of fact, I was trying to get him to do me earlier, but he’s just an AI with no—”
Adin crashed into her, trapping her against the wall, hard body vibrating with violence. At first she responded in kind, claws extending and reaching for his throat with a warning hiss. But when his mouth came down on hers and his hips ground enormous erections against her, furious surprise morphed into hot lust in an instant. Mine, he growled in her mind, hands hard on her hips, claws pressing goading points of pain in her skin.
Pulling herself up his long body, she wrapped arms and legs around him and kissed him back with wild abandon. She didn’t worry about what kind of signal that sent in response to his sudden act of possessive dominance. She was going to leave this room and probably never see him again except on a holo display. If this was her only chance to have him, she’d make the most of it.
The angry tension eased out of him, hands exploring her with a low hum of delight. Neeri, he groaned in her mind. You are so soft, so supple.
She shivered under his touch, lifting her head with a gasp when his thumbs found her nipples. “Adin,” she purred. “I want to try something new.” His hands went still and he tipped his head curiously, eyes full of bright color. “The bed,” she drawled, lifting an eyebrow.
With a hissing laugh, he cupped her ass and swung her around, activating the bed and lowering her gently on it. He reclined next to her, hands stroking over her skin. For some reason, he was now touching her as if she was fragile, watching his hands on her with an almost reverent expression.
With an impatient growl, she flipped him to his back and straddled his torso. Then she took a moment to do her own exploring and admiring. She stroked his chest, enjoying the cool resilience of his fine scales and the flexing muscles underneath.
“You remind me of a sapphire,” she murmured. “Gorgeous deep blue colors, hard and smooth.” She extended her claws, testing the endurance of his scaled skin and sending him a sly glance through her lashes when he shuddered. “Hidden fire inside. Are you all this beautiful?”
> He didn’t say anything right away, just watched her, hands lying still on her thighs. We are not the same species. How can you want me?
She met his gaze curiously and shrugged. “I just do. Does it matter?”
He waved a hand at the front wall. They think so. If they release me, they will take my memory. They will make me forget you.
She broke eye contact, staring down at her fingers spread across his jewel-like scales. She hadn’t thought that far ahead. She usually planned only far enough in advance to keep herself out of trouble and enjoy the present to its fullest. Thinking of Adin living out there without even the memory of her twisted something in her chest.
She shook her head sharply. “I’ll try to help you. But right now, even if I smuggled you out of this room, I don’t know how to get you out of the building, let alone off this rock and back home. I need time to figure something out.”
Thank you, he said humbly.
She made a face and tossed her head. “I like it better when you slam me into walls and growl. Now stop distracting me. I have a lot to do in a short time.” She focused again on the absorbing feel of him under her touch.
He made an amused sound in his throat and flexed his fingers on her thighs. Don’t forget my claws. You like those as well, he murmured with dark humor, claw tips teasing her skin with pricks of sensation.
She shivered and squirmed a little, narrowing her eyes on him. “Spying in my head, Adin? Well, while you’re in there, take a look at these…”
She sent him images of what she’d dreamt of doing with him, leaning forward to trace the dark patterns on his scales with lips and tongue and teeth. He gasped and tensed under her, claws digging a little harder into her thighs.
She chuckled and moved lower out of his reach, still following patterns with her mouth. They led down to her new favorite place in the universe and she whimpered a little as she stared at the three scrumptious organs twitching and straining toward her. Grasping one of the large cocks at its base, she held it still and watched in fascination as a bead of fluid oozed from the tip and began to roll down the bulbous head.
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