Taken by Her Mates
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I ran my hand along Jessica’s soft thigh because she needed to know I was with her, and because I needed to touch her, remind myself she was real and she was mine. I needed this exam to be over with as quickly as possible.
We needed the doctor to issue our mating collars, and he wouldn’t do so until Jessica was cleared by her medical exam. Without my collar around her neck, all unmated males on the Colony would believe they had the right to challenge me for her.
And challenge me they would. Already I could hear the warriors gathering, milling around on the other side of the glass watching as my beautiful mate was examined. It was their right to bear witness, and I had no doubt at least one would issue a challenge. The only question on my mind was how many of them Ander and I would have to kill before we got our mate off this planet.
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Jessica
I was strapped to the exam table, held open and exposed as the doctor inserted a giant dildo into my soaking wet pussy. I didn’t know what else to expect, but Ander’s hold on my wrists had not lessened, and now Nial’s rough hand stroked my inner thigh, up and down, as if he were petting a kitten.
I didn’t understand what had just happened to me, but my bottom was sore, I was utterly humiliated and so desperate for Nial’s touch, for his calm control, that I longed to crawl off the exam table and into his arms. For the first time in days, perhaps weeks, my mind was calm and clear, my fear gone. I felt at peace.
Years of conditioning made me think I should be angry at his treatment of me, of his punishment and demand for obedience. Instead, his touch simply made me hungry for more, made me wish the doctor would leave us alone so I could have Nial’s thick cock in my body instead of the hard probe. I had experienced the bliss of their bonding seed once, and already I craved it with a desperate need that would have embarrassed me were I not dealing with much more humiliating things at the moment. Like the doctor’s finger exploring the tight virgin opening of my ass, and pushing inside with something warm and viscous coating his finger.
I gasped.
I knew what lube felt like, but instead of the cold jelly I was used to at my doctor’s office, this liquid felt like warm oil that flowed into my ass, coating my insides with a substance that made me feel even more sensitive.
As the round head of a second device began to breach my body I realized that holding my eyes closed was poor strategy. Indeed, all it did was make me focus on every single detail, the smallest sensation of the moment could not escape my notice. I could count the speed of Ander’s breath and hear the racing of his heart. Nial’s stance beside me felt cautious and alert, and oddly proud, as if he were showing off my pussy to the masses like a trophy.
The doctor, however clinical, was doing things to me I’d never experienced before. As the strange device slid into my bottom, I clenched my ass, trying to prevent its entry. Fighting it.
Nial slapped my inner thigh with one swift, sharp strike and I gasped with shock as fire raced through my bloodstream. “Stop fighting him, Jessica. Let him do what needs to be done so we can go.”
I opened my eyes to find Ander staring down at me with such raw need in his eyes that I froze, unable to deny him.
“You have a virgin ass, don’t you?” His question was dark and deep.
I blushed and nodded.
He growled deep in his chest in reply.
I licked my lips. “Ander. Distract me.”
He smiled. God, he was so handsome. His strong jaw, penetrating eyes, feral gaze. I could get lost just looking at him, but that wasn’t enough.
“With pleasure.” Rising, he adjusted his hold on my arms so he could walk to the side of the table opposite Nial and lean over me. Even before he’d settled into his new position, he lowered his head and kissed me like a man possessed. His kiss set me on fire and I relaxed as the doctor stretched me open, sliding the second object into my body in slow, measured thrusts until I was stuffed so full I felt like I was going to explode if they didn’t either make me come or let me go.
As Ander kissed me, Nial used his free hand to cup one of my breasts, tug on the nipple and squeeze just hard enough to make me arch up into his commanding hold. His second hand drifted down from my thigh to my clit, exploring the edges, teasing me until I began to fight Ander’s hold once more, not because I wanted up off the table, but because I needed more than they were allowing me to have.
Nial’s thick fingers spread my pussy lips wide around the dildo and Ander’s tongue plunged deep just as I felt a strange extraction device settle over my clit. It wasn’t Nial’s lips or mouth, for I knew what a warrior’s mouth felt like sucking on me until I screamed. This felt odd, like a suction cup made of soft rubber. I tried to tear my mouth from Ander’s to ask, but he denied me that freedom, leaning more fully onto my upper body until I felt trapped beneath his giant frame. Pinned, not just by the straps or his hands, but by the sheer brute size and strength of him.
For some reason I didn’t care to examine, the sensation made me go wild. I forgot about the doctor and his stupid exam. All I cared about was my two big warriors, their hands and mouths, and the hard, thick invasion of my pussy. And ass. I couldn’t deny that while uncomfortable, it only heightened the feelings that were coursing through me.
Nial replaced his hand on my nipple with his mouth and the doctor must have switched something on, because the sucking sensation on my clit increased in speed. Suck. Release. Harder. Release.
It began to vibrate as well and Nial reached between my legs, pulling the big, long dildo from my pussy, plunging it back in.
He increased his pace, fucking me with the thing as the secondary machine worked my clit with a programmed mastery that left me on the precipice. It was as if the machine knew when I was going to have an orgasm, and shut down at the last possible moment to prevent my release.
It went on and on. When the doctor began fucking me with the dildo in my ass I whimpered beneath Ander’s mouth, unable to do anything but surrender to the moment and the desperation that spiraled out of control in my body.
I was no longer myself. I was nothing but a body, a bundle of nerves and lust without name or memory. I was my mates’ to do with as they wished. It was a scary concept, but their sole intent was to give me pleasure.
Ander released me from his kiss and I turned my head to the side, trying to catch my breath as both objects plunged in and out of my body, the vibrating clit suction increasing in strength and speed.
I opened my eyes to find myself inches from Nial’s intense gaze as he loomed over me. “Do you wish to come, mate?” He pulled the dildo almost completely from my body, holding it at my entrance in a deliberate tease.
I practically sobbed. So empty. I was so very empty. “Yes.”
“Ask nicely, Jessica.” He plucked my nipple, hard enough to hurt and my pussy clamped down on nothing in a spasm that was actually painful.
“Please.” I stared into his gold and silver eyes, and I gave him what he wanted, that one word a chant that consumed me. “Please. Please. Please.”
One of Ander’s hands slid from my wrist down the long line of my arm to my shoulder to settle like a warm blanket over my throat, not squeezing, nothing more than reminding me that I was his, under his complete control, and there was nothing I could do but submit.
“Come for us. Come now.” Nial’s voice had gone deeper than I’d ever heard it, his words an undeniable command.
My body responded instantly, the explosion racing over me as I screamed my release. Once I started, I couldn’t seem to stop, for the moment I thought to come down, Ander would force my mouth open to taste and explore, Nial and the doctor would fuck me with their devices, and the suction on my clit would increase, tugging on my body, vibrating with enough power to make my back arch up off the table as I came apart again and again.
I had no idea how long it lasted, but I was dripping with sweat and worn out when it was over. Ander stroked my hair back from my face and Nial stood like a guard over my body
“Well, doctor?” Nial’s clipped question forced me from my daze. I wanted to know what the doctor had to say about all of that.
“She did very well, my prince.” He slipped the dildo in my pussy from me, the odd piece over my clit going away with it. “Her body’s response levels are actually quite a bit better than most Prillon brides.”
I wanted to roll my eyes, but settled for closing them as Nial removed my legs from the stirrups and unstrapped my hips.
“And were the implants successful? Is she ready to transport to the battleship?” Ander’s touch had turned extremely gentle as he massaged both of my temples where the neurostims were placed. He buried his hands in my hair and gently kneaded my scalp.
“Yes. The implants are fully operational.”
I forgot all about that part of the exam. While I’d been pleasured, he’d put the Prillon implants in me. Somewhere. God, an orgasm was much better than anesthetic.
“She is ready.”
I opened my eyes and frowned. “Um, I think you forgot something,” I told him, then embarrassingly pointed down between my legs where the hard object was still in my bottom.
Nial, with the slightest of touches, slid a finger down my slit to bump the object. “No. This plug will remain in your ass.”
I came up onto my elbows. “What? Why?”
“Because you must be stretched there for our cocks. We will take you… together, Jessica.”
“You have yet to see my cock,” Ander said and I turned to look at him. “I assure you it is much larger than that plug. Nial will take your pussy, as is his sole right as your primary mate. I will not fuck you there until you carry his child. But I will take your ass, as is my right and privilege as your second.”
I thought of Ander’s cock and had to assume it was as big as the rest of him. I clenched down on the foreign object that filled me deep and opened me up. I couldn’t close up and I felt… full. What would Ander’s cock be like instead?
“I don’t want this thing inside me. It’s uncomfortable,” I commented.
“Is it hurting you?” Ander asked, worry changing his demeanor. “Doctor,” he growled.
I had no doubt Ander would break the man’s neck if the plug he’d inserted was harming me.
I held up my hand. “No, do not harm him. It doesn’t hurt. It’s just… odd. I’ve never had anything—” I cleared my throat, “—there before.”
Ander smiled then. “Knowing I will be the first pleases me, mate. The plug will remain in, and every time you feel the hard length stretching you open, imagine me fucking you there, imagine my cock filling you as Nial’s takes your pussy.”
His words filled me with a dangerous heat as I imagined riding Nial’s hard cock, lifting my ass, baring myself so Ander could take me as well, so he could fill me to the breaking point, until I lost control.
I wasn’t an innocent. I’d watched enough porn to know exactly what he was talking about, and the thought of being between two such powerful men made my body clench down on the plug. I bit my lip, looking away as my pussy grew wet once more. I wanted to please him, and didn’t mind leaving the plug in my ass. I wanted them to fuck me, to share me and stuff me completely full of both their cocks. If walking around with this thing inside me for a while would get me what I wanted, I’d do so.
The oddity here was my desire to let them both take me. I was a modern, successful, liberated woman. I didn’t bow down to men and I didn’t take any bullshit from anyone, either. So why did the thought of being completely dominated by both of my mates at once make me so damn hot? The idea of surrendering total control to anyone was anathema. Submitting to a spanking, something that just a few days ago I would have battled with every last breath in my body.
Now that I had tasted the oblivion of giving them control, I knew I would crave that kind of release again and again. Hell, maybe I’d always had. But until Nial and Ander, until now, there had never been a man I thought worthy, someone strong enough, someone stronger than I, to whom I would even consider surrender.
My thoughts surprised me, for I would have never submitted to a man in such a way before. I wanted to be free to let go. I wanted to know I could trust them to take care of me. And, even more shocking, I wanted to please them both. I wanted them insane with longing for me, for the pleasure they would take in my body. I wanted to be everything they needed. Everything.
The doctor held out three long black ribbons, which Nial took, making a fist around them. “Thank you.”
The doctor actually looked nervous then and I thought I heard something, a thumping sound, like people fighting, on the other side of the walls as he spoke. “I’d hurry if I were you.”
Nial turned to me and held out his hand to Ander, who took one of the strips and lifted it to his neck. Nial did the same, laying the third on the table next to me. I wondered why they were donning black chokers, but as I watched, they both turned a deep, dark red and seemed to melt into the men’s skin so that they looked more like a tattoo than a collar.
Nial picked up the third as Ander helped me to sit, carefully with the thing in my bottom. “For you, mate.”
I reached for the black strip in his hand with trembling fingers. “What is it?”
“Our bonding collar. This marks you as ours for the claiming period. No other warriors may approach you or try to steal you from us. The collars will link us as one, a family.”
I looked at the seemingly innocent strip of black in my hand and realized exactly what I was holding. This was their version of a wedding ring. Permanent claim. A big fat mark on a woman’s body that said taken.
And they hadn’t even asked. Seriously? I wasn’t one of those girls that expected a big production out of a wedding proposal, but it would have been nice to at least be asked. What happened to the whole, I love you and want to be with you forever speech? After what they’d just done to me—or rather, what they’d allowed the doctor to do to me—I wasn’t in the mood to be forced or coerced into anything else. I had a plug in my ass because they wanted it there, and because I was honest enough about my own desires to know that I wanted to take them both, at least once. But this…?
I closed my fist around the collar and lowered it to my lap. “No.”
He glowered as the doctor stepped back mumbling about challenges and killing. I could have tried harder to listen, but I was too busy staring down two big, bossy aliens.
“Put it on, now.” Nial’s lips thinned and his eyes narrowed as he tried to intimidate me into obeying him. “Jessica, by Prillon law I cannot force you to wear my collar. However, if you do not put it around your neck right now, you will be placing yourself at risk.”
I glared right back. Seriously? He’d just let a doctor double penetrate me with a couple of dildos and a magical suction cup in sexual fantasy land, and he expected me to say yes to a proposal he’d never made? I looked around the room. Nope. No big hulking monsters waiting to strike me down for refusing his non-proposal. Just me, my mates, and the doctor, who’d already done just about everything he could do to me. I would not be bullied into obeying. Not for this.
“Where I’m from, when a man asks a woman, and let me repeat that one critically important word here, asks a woman to be his bride, he usually gets down on one knee and gives her a damn good reason to say yes.”
Nial’s brow went up, but that was it. “Put the collar on.”
“No.”
“Put the collar around your neck, right now.”
“Ask nicely, Nial.”
I threw his own words back in his face and crossed my arms beneath my naked breasts. I was over being embarrassed by my nudity and sat like a queen holding court. There was nothing on this body that all three men in this room hadn’t seen aplenty and my pussy and ass still tingled and throbbed from the release. Surely the table was slick and wet beneath where I sat.
Ander rose from his place beside me and faced what appeared to be a doorway, ignoring me as Nial’s silver eye turned jet black. I didn’t care if he was angry. I was, too.
First I’d been denied transport by his stupid father, tracked by the Hive and nearly killed by my old mentor. Nial had saved my life, but he’d tricked me into being with both of them right after I’d been shot. Then they had taken me from my planet, tied me down, spanked me, and fucked me with strange medical equipment and forced me to lose control of myself in front of a total stranger. I rolled with the punches, adapting to the situation. I had gone along with everything they had wanted, despite my own better judgment. I was not going to agree to marry these two cavemen if they didn’t even ask me!
I glared right back at him waiting for him to figure out what I wanted, what I needed from him. His shoulders dropped and his eye changed back to silver as he stared at me. “What do you want, Jessica?”
The defeat I saw in his eyes nearly made me relent, but damn it! I wanted a real proposal. After everything they’d put me through already, I at least deserved that. It wasn’t like I was going to say no. I had no home and no life to go back to. If I went home—which was probably impossible anyway—I’d be dead in less than a week.
And I’d miss these two warriors as well, as much as it pained me to admit that, even to myself. I’d only known them a few hours, but already they felt like they were mine.
I was staring into Nial’s confused eyes, trying to figure out how to tell him what I needed without sounding like an overly sentimental idiot, when the door burst off its frame and two huge warriors invaded the room.
The bigger one was covered in the same silvery skin my Nial had, but his silver covered his chest and neck, not his face. His eyes were a warm honey brown but he had an odd metallic attachment imbedded in his flesh just above his right eye, like a second eyebrow. He didn’t even look in my direction, but directly at Nial.
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