Norin's Wild Thing

by Alyssa Hope

  He felt the fear radiating off the young one, and forced himself to be calm. Charlie was not making a judgment of him, it was just operating on its own limited experience of the world as it knew it. When he finally sorted out all of the emotions coming from their Charlie, he was even more shocked. The wild one was not really trying to defend itself, in one part of its mind it was simply hoping that Norin would react violently and kill it, to stop the endless fear and pain. Gods. The little one thought that it had traded one set of brutal masters for larger stranger ones? It no longer had hope of escape, hope of anything, but did it really want to die?

  ‘Lora?’

  ‘Calm, beloved. It is just tired and scared, and not thinking clearly. Everything will be alright.’

  He put his head down on his arms and wanted to cry, for the sweet young creature in front of him that had been so badly hurt, and for a universe that would allow such things to happen. He could fix many things, but he didn’t know how to fix this.

  He backed out of his room, head down, and returned to the bridge, where he sat for a long time, staring out the window into the nothingness of space. His crew tried to talk to him several times, but he didn’t hear them and after a while they left him alone.

  The usual noises of running the ship’s bridge suddenly stilled, and then a small pale hand was on his arm, and his knife was being held out to him, handle first. He looked up slowly. Did their wild thing understand the symbolism of that, that it was offering him its life, to take or not as he pleased? He took the knife carefully and turned it around, holding the point to his heart, wrapping the little one’s fingers around the handle. He heard a sharp intake of breath from his Second, but no-one moved.

  He felt a wave of approval from Lora at this extreme move, this offering of his own life. He belonged to the wild thing now. Charlie pulled its hand away, and then placed the knife on the armrest, blade pointing away from both of them. Did the wild thing understand what it had done? It had accepted the offering, and the placement of the knife promised protection to both of them. As unschooled as their sweet thing was, it must be highly intuitive. He felt a surge of pride.

  Norin stood up, slowly, not wanting to scare it anymore, and offered it his hand. It hesitated, and then took it, and he led it off the bridge and back to his quarters, their quarters now, hearing the collective sigh of relief from his crew.

  Back in their quarters, he wasn’t sure what to do next. ‘Love it.’ Easier thought than done. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and carefully pulled it down onto his lap. He felt its body become tense, but it didn’t struggle, which was good. And it didn’t make any more of those loud noises, thank the gods.

  He stroked the back of its head, and thought calming nurturing thoughts to it, and then offered it his breast again. His breasts were aching from the need to be nursed on by either it or Lora, but Lora was still too far away. When they were all together, they would all nurse from each other, and he hardened at the thought. Then he remembered that hardening scared the little one, so he tried not to, but the more he thought about his erection the harder it became. This close to their beloved, to the completion of their triad, he was losing control.

  ‘I will not hurt you, little one. Nursing is good. The coupling will wait.’

  Charlie flinched and tried to pull away. He had a sudden terrifying image of their sweet Charlie being forcibly penetrated by a large human while another held it down. Charlie was screaming, but the two didn’t seem to understand its fear and pain, because the large one continued to mount it, grunting and pumping into their Charlie, and when that one was finished they changed positions and the second one did the same. Then they threw little Charlie down and left it lying on the floor, locked in a dark place.

  Charlie was struggling and shaking violently in Norin’s arms, and Norin was feeling sick to his stomach. Gods, if that was their little one’s experience of mating, no wonder it was scared, no wonder it had thought it better to die than to suffer that again.

  ‘Little one? No-one will ever hurt you again, not like that, not in any way. We will love you, and you will be safe.’

  Their Charlie didn’t believe him, he could tell that, and the thought that there was a ‘we’ terrified it, but their wild thing was also tired of fighting, tired of everything. Norin could feel its fear of offending him, the new master, of giving him an excuse to hurt it. He could also feel the faint hope that maybe he would at least couple with Charlie less violently than that, maybe even be kind to it occasionally, maybe even sometimes hold it gently, as he was doing now? Their Charlie liked this strange gentleness from the large alien who owned it now, although it was afraid it wouldn’t last. Norin wanted to vomit.

  He did the only thing he knew how to do and that was to bring Charlie’s mouth gently to his breast, and urge it to nurse. The wild thing did it at first because it was scared of displeasing him, and then because it found pleasure in doing so. He felt it relax as it nursed, and relaxed himself as he was able to nourish it from his body. He began purring again, and felt their Charlie’s hand come to his throat to feel the source of the purr.

  ‘Yes, brave little one. Purring is a good thing.’

  When the pressure had been relieved in the one breast he moved it carefully to the other side, smiling at how it made a small mewling noise when he pulled it off the first side. It latched onto the second side hungrily, both of its hands coming up to cradle his breast as it suckled. He could feel his erection growing under their sweet one as it sat cradled on his lap, and he badly wanted to ease that pressure as well, but knew he had to wait. Patience.

  By the time it had finished nursing it was half asleep, and he laid it down on the bed and curled up carefully around it. He felt the sudden tension in its body as it waited for him to do something else, but he stroked the strange soft hair on its head and held it close, and it gradually relaxed and drifted off to sleep.

  When he was sure it was fully asleep he returned to the comm device. He didn’t want to send thoughts, for fear of disturbing the little one. It was hard to block thoughts within a triad, and he wasn’t sure how much their little one was picking up.

  ‘Beloved. Did you receive that memory from our sweet third? No wonder it is such a wild thing. I am looking forward to rejoining you, as together we can help it heal. I did not think that finding our third would be so fraught with difficulty. Yours always, Norin.’

  Lora must have been waiting, knowing that he would need to share thoughts.

  ‘Beloved. Its suffering has been great, but it will heal. I have found out that it is actually a male, a young adult. Apparently the larger males of this species can be very brutal, and it is not unheard of for them to use a small male the way they used our sweet one. By their laws that is legal, as is slavery. The universe found justice in killing the others and bringing Charlie to us. I am glad that it would nurse, as that will be a step in its healing. Yours always, Lora.’

  Norin returned to his bed and their sweet one, and held it in his arms, purring gently to it and hoping it would soon come to understand that it was safe, and would always be.

  Chapter 4.

  Norin had never been so glad of anything as he was when the ship docked and he walked away from it for the last time. There were formalities to be completed with the change in command, and he sent Charlie with his Second Officer to meet Lora, knowing they would keep it safe until he was done and could join them.

  He returned to find the young one curled into a corner of the room and clearly on the verge of complete panic. Charlie threw itself at Norin, and as he held it he was flooded with desperate images of their Charlie willingly doing all kinds of things to and for Norin, letting anything be done to it, anything as long as it wasn’t sold again.

  ‘Beloved?’

  ‘Our little one thinks that you are selling it, that you sent it away because it did not want to couple with you. Our poor little one is terrified of who or what it will be sold to next. I saw that much, and then it closed it
s mind and I could not talk to it. Everything will be alright now, beloved. Together we will make it alright.’

  Gods. Their wild thing was terrified of him, yet even more terrified of something worse owning it. Their Charlie didn’t understand any of the world it had been thrust into, and was clinging onto Norin as to a lifeline. No-one was ever going to own it again or hurt it again, and he didn’t know how to convince it of that. It was free now, and forever part of their triad.

  ‘Charlie?’

  Charlie was indeed shut off, mind locked in fear. Norin wrapped Lora into a hug that included a stiff and unresponsive Charlie, and sighed.

  ‘This is not how I pictured our reunion, beloved.’

  ‘Patience, beloved. It will get better, and be worth the wait. It is a beautiful one, and I am glad you found it and brought it to be here with us.’

  Norin smiled down at Charlie. Their third was indeed beautiful, a slender creature with pale skin and a mass of light brown hair on top of its head, and eyes of brown flecked with gold. Norin smiled suddenly, and sent Lora a mental picture of that sweet pale penis he had seen and the soft hair that it was nested in, and Lora laughed back at him.

  ‘Patience, beloved. We will love each other, and it will learn.’

  Norin bit gently into Lora’s neck, and purred happily.

  ‘It has been a long time. We will go home and start now.’

  They had trouble keeping their hands off of each other on the trip home, and included their little Charlie in the stroking and caressing, although it kept trying to draw away. Both Norin and Lora were pulsing in shades of bright blue and green and sporting large erections by the time they tumbled into their big bed, and Charlie pulled away from them, fear written all over its sweet face.

  ‘Ignore it, beloved, or at least pretend to. It can’t go very far. Let it see what loving and coupling really are.’

  Norin could do that. It had been too long since he had been with his beloved. He nursed hungrily on Lora’s breast, filling more than just his stomach, and then purred when Lora wrestled him over onto his back and latched onto one of his nipples.

  ‘Gods, yes, beloved. Too long.’

  They rolled and wrestled back and forth across the bed, two strong adults fighting to touch each other all over and to bring the other the most pleasure. Norin was delighted to see that Lora’s penis had developed just as his had since the finding of their third, and he finally captured it with his mouth, sucking it in deeply. Lora writhed underneath him and pumped into his mouth, making soft happy cries of satisfaction. He probed into his Lora’s sweet slick hole and felt it pulse around his fingers, but then he pulled away, not wanting his beloved to finish too soon.

  Lora understood, as Lora always did, and rolled him over onto his back, then pushed his knees apart, raising them and settling that large familiar body between them. His long fingers toyed and probed into Norin’s aching hole, preparing what was already eagerly waiting for him. Lora pulled Norin’s legs up, and then drove his engorged blue cock deep inside of him.

  ‘Beloved!’

  ‘Beloved!’

  Lora drove in harder and harder, trying to bury himself completely in his lover, sinking his teeth into Norin’s neck to try and hold him still. Norin braced and arched up just as hard, and cried out to him, begging for more. He felt Lora’s barbs emerge and sink into his soft channel, and he screamed in satisfaction, overwhelmed with the joy of being able to properly begin their true mating.

  He felt Lora climax deep within him, and clenched to keep the seed inside of his body, even though there would be no pregnancy without the third. He didn’t care, right then he wanted everything he could get of his beloved.

  ‘Beloved, dearly beloved, mine.’

  ‘Beloved, always yours, always mine.’ Lora’s hips jerked a final time and then Lora lay limp on top of him, gasping for breath, but now needing Norin inside of him just as badly.

  ‘Now you, lover, now, need you now.’

  He heard never known Lora to want him so badly, but he had never needed Lora so much either, and all because they had never had their third with them before. He pulled out from under Lora, gasping as the last of the barbs let loose inside of him, and rolled both of them over. Lora welcomed his weight eagerly, spreading his beautiful strong legs for him. Norin settled into that cradle, his erection throbbing urgently at the entrance to Lora’s hole, already moist and waiting for him. He tested it, knowing he really didn’t have to, but just needing to touch it. It was slick and ready, and Lora’s hips moved restlessly under him.

  He pulled Lora’s hips up and pushed in gently, wanting to make this last, to have this time make up for all the long days and nights apart, for the lifetime of waiting. He thrust in and pulled out, teasing, and Lora laughed and purred under him, wrapping those long legs around him, pulling him closer. He grasped Lora’s hips with his strong hands to try to keep him still, and rode him gently, lovingly, sinking in a bit deeper every time.

  ‘Beloved? Our sweet third, see our Charlie!’

  Norin slowed his loving invasion long enough to spare a glance for their Charlie, who had been curled up in a corner of the bed and wrapped in a sheet. It wasn’t protecting its genitals anymore. Its own erection, lighter in color than theirs but now almost as big, was standing out in front of it as it knelt watching them. It was stroking itself with both of its own hands as its sweet brown eyes fixed on them, watching the two of them couple, the expression on its beautiful face a mix of fear and desire.

  Lora smiled mentally to Norin, and he smiled back. Then he drove in hard, with all the considerable power in his body, and tried to push his loved one right up the bed with the energy of his thrusts. Lora cried out in joy, and Norin felt his barbs digging in deep and Lora’s channel pulsing around his cock as he found his own orgasm in his first true coupling with his beloved, filling Lora’s channel with his seed. Their cries of joy and happiness were joined by a small cry from their sweet wild one as it too found release and climaxed over its own hand with strange white spurts of seed.

  That seemed lonely, Norin thought, but in time it would come to understand and then join in with them. When he was spent and his cock softened, the barbs retracted, he pulled out of his beloved and rolled over onto his side, pulling his sweet Lora back into him. Lora smiled gently at their Charlie, and left it room for it to join them, and it finally did, curling into Lora’s strong body, letting him put one of his arms over it, protected by both of them. Yes, it would learn. Safety, love, all those things.

  Chapter 5.

  Norin and Lora spent most of the next week in bed, exploring their newly mature bodies and ways to pleasure each other. Their Charlie hovered around the edge of all the sweet loving and wild couplings, but avoided most of the mutual touching. It was happy to nurse now, at least, and seemed to find comfort in the sleepy holding after the loving, when Lora and Norin were both spent. They gave their little one the time and space it needed to heal. They were a patient people.

  The first time Lora had persuaded their sweet one to nurse off of him Norin had almost laughed at the astonished look on the young one’s face, and the surprised thought that they each tasted different. Well, of course they did, they were different beings. Their seed would taste differently as well, and Norin hoped that the day would soon come when their Charlie would discover that as well.

  Towards the end of their bonding week Charlie became comfortable enough that he would lie on top of either one of them, nursing as they sprawled out prone on that big soft bed. Today their Charlie was lying full length on top of Lora and nursing on him, while Norin lay beside them cradling both of them and stroking that soft hair on its head.

  For a while everything was good. Lora’s thick length hardened under Charlie, and Norin felt their sweet one tense a little bit, but it had learned to accept that reaction. Nothing bad ever came of the erections that were caused by nursing. In fact, Norin was fairly sure that a few times he had felt Charlie rubbing its soft body and its no
t so soft cock alongside his own hardness when the wild thing was lying on top of him, and he had rubbed back gently, bringing his hips up to meet it.

  Norin reached over Charlie to kiss Lora, letting the wild thing feel both their bodies pressing against it. He rubbed his growing cock against the side of its hip, and reached around to stroke down its crease and probe deeply into its hole with one long finger. To his surprise, there was no lubrication. Was their Charlie broken? Charlie struggled against the finger, and he withdrew it in puzzlement.

  Lora laughed at him in his mind. ‘This species does not self-lubricate, beloved. It will have to be prepared.’

  He soothed their Charlie, apologizing in his mind for scaring it, but that brief touch had only increased the desire rising in him, and the need to formalize their triad.

  ‘Hold our wild thing, beloved. Hold our sweet one and I will prepare it, pleasure it.’ He ignored thoughts from Lora that it was probably too soon, and his beloved deferred to his judgement. Lora pulled the little one further up onto his chest and drew its mouth down to his, taking it in a long slow kiss.

  Norin felt Lora purr as he tangled his fingers into Charlie’s soft brown hair, and then Charlie’s hands came up to cradle Lora’s head as it kissed him back, harder and with more enthusiasm than it ever had before.

  Norin spread its legs and knelt between them, between both sets of beautiful legs, running his hands softly over the rounded cheeks of their sweet one’s buttocks. Anatomy so much like theirs in many ways, but so different in others. He spread the cheeks with his thumbs to reveal that puckered hole, and felt Charlie tense.

  ‘It’s all right, little one. There will be no force, no pain. Can you trust me?’

  He felt hesitant agreement, but he knew he could control himself, and he would take his time preparing their wild thing until it wanted them as badly as they wanted it. They had all the time in the world now that they had found each other.