by Sara Fields
“If anything hurts, anything that’s not supposed to, you tell me, right away, understand? If you disobey me in this, I’ll be very disappointed,” he said softly. He was hesitant to do what I was asking him to. But I was fragile. I needed his harshness. I wanted to feel his darkness.
He touched my shoulder, guiding his fingers gently up my neck and firmly gripping the hair at the base of my neck all at once. I gasped, a curtain of pain passing over me before pleasure rippled through me.
His lips crashed into mine. Harsh. Brutal and rough, just like I needed.
He pulled me over his knees by my hair and I cried out in surprise. My body heated.
Fuck. Was he going to spank me?
My ass lifted, and he palmed it, squeezing each cheek so hard that it hurt. His fingers skirted close to my pussy, likely discovering the wetness I already knew was there. I moaned as he delved deeper, until he touched the needy little bud between my legs.
I arched my back, practically begging him to take me there.
I wasn’t in charge though and he quickly reminded me with a harsh smack to my upper thigh. I yelped in surprise and that was when the spanking began in earnest.
I took each slap though. I knew I deserved each and every one. Guilt racked through me and I needed his help in letting go. His palm was harsh and so big that he covered one side of my ass in a single spank. His arm wound around my waist and his fingers settled over top of my clit.
My ass burned. It was hot and sore, and he didn’t ignore my thighs either. His spanking was punishing from the start and in no time at all, tears were threatening to fall.
He stopped then. He gripped my hair once again.
“Did you ever stop to think how we’d feel? Knowing you’d run off? Fucking hell, Alaina, we found you practically naked and tied to a chair, about to be raped. When that gun had gone off, I’d thought you were dead. I thought I’d lost you. Do you know how that feels? Thinking you’ve lost the one you love? Your soulmate?”
I froze.
“Did you think about all of us? What we’d do knowing that we failed at protecting the woman we love?”
I broke then. Everything came crashing down around me at once and Morgn took me in his arms. I began to sob.
They loved me. All of them.
Even Morgn.
And I’d betrayed that love.
But they would forgive me.
I curled into his arms as he held me tight. He kissed the top of my head as I cried. With every tear, the terrible events of the past day faded away and the only thing that was left was me and Morgn.
I lifted my head and kissed him softly.
“Forgive me?” I asked tentatively.
“Now that you got the spanking you so richly deserved? Of course,” he grinned. “Although, you should probably get some more rest.”
He was right. I was still pretty tired.
We curled up in bed and before I knew it, I was out. Ryder, Aarom, and Davon must have joined us sometime later because I felt the bed jostle. I didn’t open my eyes though.
* * *
A few days passed, and the men allowed me to heal. Davon applied a few topical Vakarran medications to my cuts and bruises. He didn’t explain them, and I didn’t ask, but I healed in a quarter of the time than I would have on my own.
Aarom and Davon made sure I was taken care of. Ryder fell back into his usual leader role and Morgn was quiet and mysterious, just like I expected.
I gained back my strength and so did the women my aliens had rescued. I took the time to get to know them. Nina, Evelyn, and Riya.
All of them sweet and submissive. And entirely broken.
I had no idea where they came from, nor did my men, but we cared for them all the same. Their injuries were worse than mine, so they took longer to heal, and the three of them were grateful for our help.
They were extremely hesitant around my Vakarrans though.
But the important part was that they were safe from the Resistance.
In my healthier feeling state, I began to feel a bit rambunctious.
After the other women had gone to bed, I leveled Ryder with a hard stare.
“I seem to recall a promise to teach me who my real masters are,” I said boldly. All four men stared back at me. Morgn with a dark, seductive smirk. Davon with an excited, lopsided grin. Aarom with an understanding and sweet sense of excitement in his eyes and Ryder, who chuckled at my challenge.
All four of them rose to their feet. A weaker woman would have run for the hills, but not me. I was their match. I was strong enough to take them, all of them.
“Are you sure you can handle all of us?” Ryder laughed softly, dangerously.
My pussy clenched. Hard.
They began walking toward me. Ryder grabbed me around the waist and tossed me over his shoulder. I pretended to fight him, kicking and punching to get free until Aarom reached around and smacked my ass hard a few times.
My nipples hardened in response.
Electricity simmered through me.
All five of us went in the master bedroom and Ryder tossed me on the bed.
“Naked. Now,” he demanded.
I obeyed.
Slowly, I untied the wrap dress, showcasing my naked body underneath. I hadn’t been wearing any bra or panties and Aarom smirked.
“I want to fuck that perky little ass tonight,” Ryder growled, his icy blue eyes meeting mine, and I shivered.
“Show us where you want us to put our cocks,” Morgn commanded and my insides twisted with shame and desire.
I leaned backwards and spread my legs lewdly for them.
“Such a juicy, fuckable cunt,” Davon whispered. My thighs quivered, my blood boiling.
“Touch it,” Aarom demanded.
My fingers slinked down between my thighs, sliding easily across moist flesh. I was so aroused. All four pairs of eyes stared me down. Hungry. Like lions about to descend on a lamb.
I fucking loved it.
My finger grazed over my clit and I shivered with ecstasy at such a simple touch.
“Where else,” Morgn demanded.
I knew what he wanted. It felt dirty. Filthy. Wrong. But unbelievably right.
I turned around and gripped the cheeks of my ass, spreading myself for my mates, showing them where I wanted them to fuck me.
I shivered, imagining them all staring at the place where good girls didn’t get fucked. But I wasn’t a good girl. I was their bad girl. And I wanted them all. Every last one. At the same time.
Eight hands drifted over my naked skin. One drifted up the cleft of my ass, rimming over top of my channel. That one was probably Morgn. Or Ryder.
I didn’t really know who, nor did I really care. All four of them were with me. That’s what mattered.
My body was burning. My nerves were electrified with heat, every last one on overdrive, desperate for their touch. My heart beat wildly in my chest, excited for what was to come.
Aarom gripped my face in his palms and pulled my lips to his and I could have sworn lightning struck between us. He was gentle and soft but demanding. He was the man who held me steady. My rock amongst my alien men and I loved him for it.
Morgn was unapologetic. He lifted me up and slipped beneath me, his hard cock sliding along my wetness with surprising ease.
Aarom released me and Morgn looked up at me with extreme wickedness.
“Are you ready to be punished, little human?” he demanded, his copper eyes once again turning dark with need.
Ryder palmed my ass and Davon kissed my shoulder.
I was overwhelmed with desire, but in the best way possible.
Morgn surged inside me then and my head flew back with the pleasure of it. He stretched me with his own natural girth, but once inside me, I felt him grow. Longer. Wider. More delicious with every last inch. He fucked me slowly, languidly, driving me with my passion. Behind me, I felt Ryder spread a wet liquid over my asshole.
I was going to be fucked by two men a
t the same time. I drew in a nervous breath. Surely, their cocks would be too big, would stretch too wide so that I split in two. Ryder’s dick pushed against my tight rim. I wasn’t going to be given a choice. They were going to take my ass and my pussy, no matter what I said.
I was theirs. Theirs to fuck, to use, to pleasure when they wished it.
And I wanted it.
I fucking wanted it bad.
Ryder’s dick surged forward, pushing relentlessly inside despite my resistance. It stretched and burned, and I cried out from the pain, but somewhere deep inside, pleasure bloomed from my core. Morgn reached for my throat and wrapped his hand around it. He didn’t tighten his fingers, but the threat was there. I shivered, loving every dark moment of it.
“You open that pretty little asshole for your mates. You’ll take what we give you because we demand it. You’ll obey, won’t you, Alaina,” he whispered.
I shook, unable to quench the rampant desire racing through me. I nodded quickly, whimpering as I was filled with two cocks at once.
I should be ashamed. This was filthy. So fucking wrong.
But perfect. Every last moment.
I wanted it all.
Both cocks grew inside me then, filling me to bursting. It felt so tight. It hurt, but at the same time, I fucking loved it.
When they began to rock back and forth inside me, I couldn’t control myself anymore. I screamed. I moaned. I begged for more. To either side of me, Aarom and Davon took my hands and placed their dicks in my palms. I moaned loudly, shivering with delight.
Fucking delicious.
With two men fucking me and two cocks in my hands, I couldn’t ask for anything more. I stroked Davon and Aarom, toying with them, circling the heads of their thick cocks with my fingers, playing with them to my heart’s content. I could feel their dicks jump in my hands each time I squeezed them, and I keened with delight. My pussy clenched and Morgn growled dangerously. I did it again and his fingers tightened gently against the skin of my throat.
Morgn and Ryder fucked me hard. Claiming me roughly just like I wanted, like I needed. My hips rolled, and the wet sounds of sex echoed like music to my ears.
My cunt clenched around Morgn’s cock and my asshole tightened around Ryder’s dick as they used me as they needed to, punishing me just like I had begged for. I had needed them all and now that they had me, I was beginning to feel whole again.
Theirs. Completely.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I gripped the shafts in my hands more desperately.
I needed to come.
“Fuck,” I breathed.
Morgn’s grip tightened on my throat just a hair.
My skin blazed, my core tightened, and the orgasm that I needed exploded over me, so utterly consuming that I knew nothing more than pleasure. I screamed. I moaned. I shuddered over the cocks surrounding me and begged for even more.
Pleasure surged through me as every muscle in my body tightened. Ryder and Morgn fucked me harder then and I heard them both groan loudly. The cocks in my hands throbbed and all at once, they painted me with delicious cum. Morgn pounded into me, and a surge of his own seed pelted inside my pussy and I purred with delight. Ryder slammed hard into my ass and his own cum bombarded my dark channel.
They continued to fuck me, and I loved every last second.
“Our turn to fuck our girl,” Davon demanded.
In no time at all, Morgn and Ryder had slid free from my holes and Davon positioned me on my hands and knees. I felt cum sliding down my thighs, dripping from both my pussy and my ass, but they didn’t seem to care.
Dirty. Wrong. Right.
Mine.
Aarom’s cock pressed against my asshole.
Davon’s pressed between my lips.
Both slid inside me with ease.
Only this time, Aarom allowed his dick to grow larger than ever. I whimpered, my asshole stretching beyond what I thought possible.
“I haven’t been able to punish you properly yet, girl,” he chided, and I shivered.
“Nor have I,” Davon murmured in agreement.
My stomach churned nervously, yet my body burned hotter for them.
“Do you need to be punished, Alaina?” Aarom asked.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please punish me.”
Both cocks surged forward. This time, Ryder and Morgn demanded the use of my hands and I obeyed.
Davon and Aarom were harsh, but I expected it. I loved it. They fucked me hard, without mercy, using my ass and my throat for their pleasure and not necessarily mine.
But my pussy still clenched with need. I liked being treated that way.
Morgn reached beneath me, his dick throbbing harder as he gently patted my clit.
Ryder groaned, his cock growing in size within my fingers.
Aarom shook behind me, his grip on my hipbones tightening fiercely. Davon’s fingers wove through my hair as he jerked into my mouth.
Pleasure speared me through my very core. I felt my release building again and I trembled with it. Davon came first, his seed pelting the back of my throat. I swallowed greedily as I hummed around him. My tongue licked up and down his shaft, cleaning him off completely before he pulled out of me.
Ryder and Morgn pulsed in my hands, and I moaned with pleasure as their own cum rained down my fingers. It was fucking delicious.
Aarom gripped my shoulders, lifting me up so that my back pressed against his chest. His cock grew even wider and I screamed with pleasure pain.
Morgn smacked my pussy then. Once, then twice and I shuddered with desire.
He pinched my clit hard and my entire world shattered into a million little pieces.
I arched, my ass full of Aarom’s cock and someone pinched my nipples, driving me further into the world of ecstasy. I shivered. I moaned. My pussy clenched down hard around empty air, and someone drove their fingers inside me.
My eyes rolled back in my head and my back arched.
I knew nothing but pleasure.
My orgasm seemed to last forever as my men forced one and then another from my body. I didn’t know how many times I came or whose cum was whose anymore.
I didn’t care.
It was fucking incredible.
Aarom’s balls slapped against my ass and I moaned, feeling his cock jerk inside me. I knew what was coming.
His seed spurted within me as my Vakarrans wrung one last painfully intense orgasm from me. I shook, I trembled. I quaked with ecstasy.
Delirious with pleasure, I moaned softly, my throat raw from my screams.
All four of them surrounded me. Pressed against me as cum dripped down my skin.
“I love you. Every last one of you,” I whispered.
One by one, they all said the same.
“I love you,” Ryder whispered, kissing my cheek.
“Not as much as I do,” Davon joked, pinching my ass.
“I’ll always be there for you,” Aarom replied, kissing the top of my head lovingly. Sweetly.
“I love everything about you,” Morgn declared, his eyes dark. His seductive gaze promising so much more.
All four of them were mine. All four of them wanted me in return.
“Forever,” I whispered, using our telepathic links.
“And for always,” all four of them answered together.
They’d mastered me, once and for all.
Epilogue
Alaina
I had expected to leave the abandoned city of Atlanta once I was back in my Vakarrans’ grasp, but that wasn’t the case. Instead, my men had decided that I was never going to be put in danger ever again. And that meant ignoring their commander’s orders and refusing to return with me to their base, the ISS Starrider, a Vakarran stronghold. I wasn’t told very many details though.
Davon had been assigned a special mission all his own. Ryder had commanded him to work on their ship, stored in a factory a few miles away. Days passed, and I enjoyed my new life with my mates. I was grateful for every last moment, kn
owing that it was potentially going to end one day when Commander Nix came for them.
I wasn’t naïve. They’d disobeyed their superior. Their honor and loyalty would be questioned. They would be punished, one day.
I had to enjoy every last second with them.
One night, all five of us gathered on the terrace, but none of them would tell me why. They waited, saying nothing as they demanded that I watch the sky. The stars twinkled above us, and the moon shone brightly, bathing us in cool light.
It was strangely comforting.
Somewhere, far off in the distance, something rumbled loudly, like an engine purring and sputtering, trying to gain traction. Something bright shot up into the sky and I gasped when I realized what it was.
It was their ship, climbing up high into the night, only all of us were here. No one was on the vessel. It burst up into the sparse, fluffy clouds. It rose, higher and higher until I could scarcely see it anymore and then, it exploded across the sky.
The blast echoed, and fire burned bright. It reminded me of the fireworks of old. Of video and pictures documenting the bursts of flame in the sky.
It meant something, and it meant something incredible.
The end of an era and the beginning of a new one.
Ryder pulled me into his arms and kissed me hungrily.
I pulled back, questioning his gaze.
“What’s going to happen now?” I asked.
Davon took my hand in his and I looked back at him.
“We died. Every last one of us killed in an explosion due to an error none of us could detect. Commander Nix will already be receiving satellite footage of the blast. We’ll be confirmed dead within moments. Even Vakarrans couldn’t survive something like that,” he murmured.
I gasped.
“So, what does that mean for us?” I pressed.
Aarom took my other hand in his.
“It means that our lives are ours now. It means the five of us are going to live together here on Earth. It means as our wife, you will bear our young and we’ll worship you as our one true mate,” he answered, and my heart nearly palpated out of my chest.
They’d abandoned their kind.
