by Jade Waltz
“Just take them, Selena,” Xylo said. “Claim them right here in front of Odelm and me.”
“But…” I bit my lip and peered over at Odelm. “I don’t want to…”
“It’s alright, Selena,” Odelm murmured. “I am fine.”
I sighed, trying to dispel the nervousness coursing through me. This wasn’t a light matter. After tonight, I would have two more permanent members in my clan, allowing a total of four others access to my inner emotions and thoughts. My privacy would become almost nonexistent once I took them.
My nerves calmed; eyeing Odelm, I knew it was because of his guidance. He nodded, confirming my instincts.
Releasing their hands, I pulled V’dim’s face to mine and kissed him. Closing my eyes, I licked his slit and asked for entrance. He moaned as a familiar warm feeling washed over me, but this time, I could see the court bond’s golden thread as it formed. His tentacles rubbed up and down my body as I traced the inside of his mouth with my tongue. He tasted like the drink they served me back on the Destiny—the fruity creaminess of a “Mystic Nightfall.”
Slowly, I pulled away and pressed my forehead to his, feeling the coolness of his scaled skin. Opening my eyes, I stared into his half-lidded ones.
“Welcome back.”
“Thank you, nestqueen Selena.”
I turned toward Z’fir and smiled. “Your turn.”
He nodded and gave me a small smile. I reached for his face as I closed my eyes, smashing my lips onto his fuzzy ones. I nipped the soft bristle as the same familiar warm feeling coursed through me as I tied my newest nestmate to me. He groaned in reply as our court bond snapped into place.
I pulled away and laid my head on his shoulder, breathing deeply as he held me.
“I did it,” I murmured. “I reestablished the court bonds.”
The bed dipped as cool hands gripped onto the zipper along the back of my uniform.
“Let us complete our bond,” V’dim breathed.
“So we never feel lost again.” Z’fir peered in Odelm’s direction. “I don’t know how you could live like that over the years. The four days away was torture of the worst kind.”
“Selena was like sampling fresh water on a hot summer day after going without for a long time, only having a small amount out of necessity but craving more,” Odelm replied. “Since she finalized our court bond, permanently binding our lives together, I have been feeling like I am constantly swimming in an ocean of water, never to be restricted from happiness ever again… Finally, I was free from all the pain I suffered, and wondering if I would be missed… if I mattered.”
Twisting my body around, I faced Odelm. “You do matter! Never forget you are mine, Odelm… that mark proves it!”
Xylo placed a hand on Odelm’s shoulder. “I will make sure he never doubts you… or himself.”
“Thank you.”
Xylo’s focus fell on the princes behind me.
“I believe I overheard you telling your new nestmates something about claiming them in front of their crew.” He did a quick survey of the room. “I don’t see anyone else but us five—if that matters any—but instead of worrying about us, put your focus on expanding your clan… nestqueen.”
“Or what?”
“Perhaps I should give our princes some instructions,” he smirked, nudging Odelm. “We could tell them what she likes.”
“Should we warn them about her habit of sucking and biting?” Odelm teased, giving me a sly smile.
A spike of arousal shot through me from their dirty comments as I rubbed my legs together to ease my sudden need. I gasped as both males chuckled at me.
“I am surprised they aren’t ravishing her right now,” Xylo replied. “They haven’t even lost control around her.”
“You mean like we did?”
“You were worse than me, but only because you resisted Selena’s innocent touches.”
Odelm chuckled. “There is nothing innocent about what she does.”
Xylo locked his glowing teal eyes with mine. “Selena. You don’t have to…”
“No. I want to. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have offered the first—or second—time.”
He grinned. “Then relax as we aid the princes, guiding them to ease your newfound needs.”
I gasped at his forwardness, my mouth ajar. Xylo had always been the leader between the two of them, but making such bold statements to the princes showed he approved of me taking them in. Odelm joining the banter calmed my worries about him.
The bed shifted behind me and hands trailed along my sides to the base of my neck, sending shivers through me. Carefully, someone pulled the zipper all the way down, then peeled the suit from my body as Xylo and Odelm watched with undivided attention.
“Odelm, would you like a glass of Xowyn to celebrate this moment?” Xylo asked with a smirk as he climbed out of bed.
“That sounds perfect. I will take you up on that offer.”
Hands lifted and flipped my body, my back hitting the sheets as I faced the princes.
They stared at me hungrily as I lay before them naked, their appendages waving wildly in the air, ready to strike.
“You get the boots, I can get the rest of her uniform,” V’dim ordered.
Z’fir quickly got the picture and unbuckled my boots, throwing them on the floor, and aided V’dim in removing the bottom half of my uniform. Swiftly, they threw it on the ground, lost in the room’s darkness.
Gripping my hips, V’dim dragged me closer as he nudged my thighs apart and knelt before me. The coolness of his scales only added to the burning desire that grew in me. It didn’t matter if it was Odelm or V’dim adding to my emotions, driving me to this point. They couldn’t override what was already there—I wanted this.
V’dim may not have had a youthful appearance like Odelm, but he was still attractive. The variety of his blue and violet swirls glowed along his dark-colored body as his indigo anemone hair shimmered, lighting up his face.
I watched him, waiting, as I absorbed how gorgeous he was, even with his traditional coloring.
V’dim stared at the apex of my legs as if he was lost what. His body jerked, and he glanced away for a moment, nodding before returning his gaze to me, locking his turquoise eyes with mine.
Leaning forward, his fingers brushed my mound before he ran the tip of his finger up and down my slit. Tentacles wrapped around my legs, holding them apart, the tips leaving a tingling trail in their wake from their conductive coating.
“Yes…” I hissed as I jerked, trying to direct where his fingers traveled.
He chuckled before he pushed one finger into my liquid heat. I closed my eyes, focusing on his swirling. One finger became two as he dragged his thumb over my clit in tight circles, leisurely pumping both in and out.
The mattress shifted as someone moved behind me. My fresh court bond told me it was Z’fir. Hands pushed under me, grabbing me by my arms before propping me against his cool chest. A heavy scent surrounded me, filling my lungs with a tingly sensation. His scaled hands gripped my breasts, massaging them as they pinched my hardened nipples.
The sounds of heavy breathing filled my ear as something leafy fell on my shoulder.
“If my moss is affecting you this much, wait until you are in heat.”
I opened my mouth to reply, only to have it filled by a flower-tipped vine, tasting something sweet dripping onto my tongue. V’dim paused his rubbing just as I could feel my climax starting to build and removed his hand. I opened my eyes to see why, only to see him looking down at his juncture in confusion.
His expression dimmed my arousal. Something was wrong.
I gripped Z’fir’s vine from my mouth—he let me as if he knew why—as he released my breasts.
“What is wrong?” I asked carefully.
He gestured to his crotch. “It’s not opening,” he replied, his deep voice confused.
“Perhaps Selena needs to coax it out,” Xylo suggested behind us.
Without a second thou
ght, I leaned forward and gripped his hips, pulling him closer.
My other nestmates enjoyed themselves while I sucked and nipped them.
Holding him tightly between my legs, I inspected his juncture and noticed a thin slit, barely highlighted against his dark-colored scaled skin. It had to be his sheath. If it would not come out on its own with my help, I would inject with him with my newly acquired venom so he could give me his bonding spores.
Closing my eyes, I focused on his golden thread and sent him all of my assurance laced with the arousal that still brewed in me. I leaned forward and licked, dragging my tongue along his slit, feelings its difference in texture.
V’dim jerked in my hands as his tentacles tightened around my legs.
One lap became two, each one slowly opening his slit. I pressed my tongue in it with each passing, hoping to prevent it from closing.
V’dim hissed as something wet hit my face.
I opened my eyes and faced three thin indigo tentacles twisted around each other, dripping the same coating his other tentacles spread on my thighs. They unwound from each other and danced lazily in the air, shimmering like his anemone hair. One differed from the others—instead of a slit, it had a suction cup.
Releasing his hips, I peered up and smiled. “It seemed like you just needed a little help.”
V’dim stared down at me in shock as he looked between my lips and his three cocks.
Looking over my shoulder, I looked at Z’fir, who watched V’dim’s dancing penises in wonder. “Do you want help too? Or do you want to release your own?”
His emerald eyes locked on mine as a sheepish expression crossed his face. “I don’t want to disappoint you…”
“I don’t see how a biological trigger is your fault…” I licked my lips, tasting something tingly on my tongue. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I won’t hold it against you.” I surveyed all four males, meeting each of their gazes. “Any of you.”
“Then yes,” he sighed. “I only want to please you—to give you my bonding spores and be a part of your clan.”
The princes were together and possibly in love with each other. It would only make sense to take them both at the same time—well, close enough to it.
“Okay,” I breathed, turning toward V’dim. “Let go of my legs for a moment. You can tie me up with your tentacles in a moment.”
V’dim looked down at me in confusion before untangling his tentacles. Using my newfound freedom, I twisted around and placed my hand Z’fir’s chest, pushing him back onto the bed. I climbed between his legs and straddled him, grinding my dripping core against his pelvis. Slowly, I nibbled along his moss, taking in his pollen, its sweetness assaulting my taste buds as its aroma flooded all around me.
Cool hands dragged up my thighs, gripping my hips as the bed shifted behind me. V’dim’s tentacles returned, slithering around my legs, recoating them with his conductive fluid as their tips fluttered along my inner thighs.
Z’fir gripped my ass, raising it higher as my breasts dragged along his hard chest, my nipples rubbing against his texture. Vines wrapped around my torso, their flowered heads giving me small kisses all along my body.
Two slick tentacles slithered along my slit, spreading its juices around as they searched for my holes. I gasped as one found my dripping core and dove in. A second discovered my nether hole, tracing it gently before it buried itself. My body jerked as a loud moan ripped from me.
V’dim groaned as both of his cocks expanded, filling me to my limits. My walls clenched in reaction, pulling a grunt from him as I tried to rock myself back and forth.
“Selena,” V’dim gasped.
This felt right.
I ground myself between the two males, riding my steadily building arousal. I hissed in frustration as Z’fir gripped my ass, trying to steady me. The flames of my arousal were burning through me, each breath making me need more.
V’dim’s third penis attached to my clit, stilling my movements. I cried out as a sharp shock jolted through me, traveling up my spine and tingling wherever his tentacles coated me.
My hands clawed at Z’fir’s chest as I bit down on the soft spot between his neck and shoulder. He gasped as V’dim bucked, his cocks pulsing from within.
My eyes rolled back, the sensations assaulting me from every direction. They were in control, sending me to new heights as they tried to prove themselves to not only me but their nestbrothers as well.
My pussy clenched tight, locked in pleasure as his cocks vibrated harder. Tearing my mouth from Z’fir, a scream ripped through me as V’dim moaned my name, filling me with his hot seed.
A familiar pop filled my mind as my senses expanded, joining V’dim to me. His presence wrapped around me, filling me.
Honor. Contentment. Bliss.
I moaned, feeling both of his cocks as they deflated as the suction on my clit disconnected. His tentacles unwound himself as he dropped his hands from my waist and laid down next to Z’fir. I ground myself slowly on Z’fir, feeling the need to go once again.
Both males looked at each other as something passed between them. V’dim placed a hand on Z’fir’s shoulder, staring at his fresh mark.
“It’s your turn.”
He nodded and looked up as I rode him, gripping my ass tighter, holding me against his pelvis. His vines prevented me from moving as I watched him in confusion, my arousal still running hot. There was no need for foreplay, I was long past that and was glad Z’fir seemed to understand—or wanted to join V’dim and the others to be permanently bonded with me.
Z’fir moaned as something suddenly burst in my center, instantly covering my insides with his extract. I closed my eyes, feeling my temperature rise as I tried rocking. He wouldn’t have it. I growled in frustration as his vines kept me still, preventing me from riding him to my climax.
Vines wrapped around my wrists, holding them tightly behind me as a flowered tip traced my lips. I opened my mouth willingly, remembering its sweet taste from earlier. The flower latched onto my tongue as another suctioned my clit. My eyes jolted open as my muted moans ripped through me from the overwhelming sensation.
I felt his anther expanding inside me, sealing my entrance as I thrashed on his lap. Something expanded and attached to my cervix as his vines quivered, keeping me bound. Two vines twisted around my breasts, their flowered tips attaching themselves to my beaded nipples.
I fell, my mind slipping over the cliff, falling into a blissful climax. His vine couldn’t mute my screams as I thrashed wildly on him. He hissed in reply, filling me with his hot seed. The same tingling sensation from before spread through my lower body, traveling along my spine to my brain.
He gasped, his body jerking as I felt the familiar pop in my mind.
All four nestmates were with me, riding my orgasm alongside me as my pleasure became theirs, and Z’fir’s became mine. Together we were a unit, falling into my bliss.
There was one thing I needed—and before I sent the request, Z’fir loosened my hands and pulled his vine from my mouth as V’dim pushed himself off the bed and kneeled beside me. Leaning over, I gripped his shoulders and bit the same spot where I marked my other mates. He moaned as I broke his scaled skin, his hands gripping my sides.
“Selena, Selena, Selena,” he murmured like a prayer, chanting my name over and over as he held me close.
“Our nestqueen,” Z’fir breathed. “We are finally home.”
Chapter Forty
Selena
How I had ended up entangled between my four nestmates was beyond me. One moment, I was riding Z’fir in my orgasmic bliss as I leaned over and marked V’dim, the next, I was sandwiched between them. Along one side were V’dim and Odelm, the other, Z’fir and Xylo. All four males had multiple appendages wrapped around my limbs, cocooning me snuggly as a unit.
While their cool skin on my own felt nice, I couldn’t remain, lying in silence among my nestmates. I needed to urinate—badly—and my fear was if I waited any much longer or
if I made a sudden move, I would pee myself.
And that wouldn’t do.
They all needed to wake up—fast—and untangle themselves from me so I could relieve myself.
As one, I gripped all of my golden threads and pulled. In an instant, they all woke in alarm, sitting up as they each talked over each other, asking me what was wrong as they surveyed the room for an intruder. At least no more arms were holding me, but they all still had their appendages wrapped tightly around me.
“Guys…”
They continued to speak over each other, their volume louder than my own.
“Males…”
Now they were asking each other if they sensed something wrong.
“Nestmates!” I yelled.
All four of them turned to face me, silencing themselves.
“What is wrong, Selena?” Xylo asked gently.
“I need everyone to remove themselves from me. I need to use the washroom and badly—unless the four of you want to bathe in my piss. I don’t know if that is a weird thing Circuli males do since I know at least two of you love sampling everything about me…”
V’dim and Z’fir looked at each other in horror as the other two shook their heads.
“I never heard of such a thing, Selena,” Odelm replied.
“I can promise you neither of our mothers did such an act,” V’dim said, his face scrunched up in disgust.
“And even if they did, let me tell you, it is not something I am interested in sampling.”
“From a technical standpoint, human urine differs greatly from Circuli waste. It is reported to be about ninety-five perfect water, with the rest being excess minerals and compounds. Our systems should be able to break down what they consider toxins and reject them in our normal excretion,” Xylo explained. “In fact, humans used to drink—”
“Xylo!” I snapped, refusing to listen to any more of his technological rant. “For one, I need to use the facilities… bathroom… the waste unit, whatever term you want to use, I don’t care. Second, I need each one of you to remove yourself from me so I can do so. And finally, third, I wasn’t suggesting whatever Xylo was trying to explain. Even though I enjoyed waking up snuggled by all four of you, now is not the time for some clan conversation about how I need to pee.”
