Accidental Slave to the Kralians: Part 1
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She couldn’t take it anymore. Being kissed and licked by two men at once was beyond any erotic dream she’d ever had. She held her breath for a moment, feeling how burning tension gathered in her core, then let it out with a sharp scream as she came on Aedar’s skilled tongue. She held on to Kryan for dear life as she rode the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.
Aedar lapped up her juices, then stood up and grabbed her waist, pulling her backwards.
Avery opened her eyes and looked into Kryan’s silver orbs.
“How… how is this even happening?”
He grinned. “I’ll let you in on a secret if you promise not to tell anyone.” He started removing his warrior outfit. “We have no idea, either.”
Avery blinked. She opened her mouth to ask another question, but then she realized Kryan was entirely naked. For the second time that day. This time, though, he was only a few inches away from her, and she didn’t hesitate to reach out and run her hands all over that perfect chest of his.
Aedar pulled her against his chest and enveloped her in his strong arms. The sensation of bare skin on bare skin was incredible, and Avery moaned her approval.
“What now?” she asked between shallow breaths.
“Who do you want first? Inside you…” Aedar whispered in her ear.
“I… I don’t care.”
He chuckled, then flipped her around and led her to the coffee table. He swept everything on it to the floor, and motioned for Avery to make herself comfortable on her hands and knees.
She followed his instructions without a word. Her pussy was practically dripping, and her whole body was screaming to be given a second release. She needed them inside her. Both of them. At the same time. She reached out and grabbed Aedar’s long and thick purple cock just as Kryan positioned himself at her entrance and started pushing in gently. She relaxed her muscles, opened herself to him, closed her eyes, and took Aedar in her mouth. He was so big that her jaw ached from the effort of trying to fit as much as she could down her throat. She moaned around the gorgeous piece of flesh, licked, sucked, swirled her tongue around the tip, and used her right hand to pump the base in rhythm with her mouth.
Kryan was now completely buried inside her. She loved the way his massive cock stretched her and filled her fully. The engorged head grazed her cervix, then he pulled out almost entirely only to slam himself back in. He picked up the pace, his big, strong hands holding her hips, so she wouldn’t slip off the table.
It was fast, hard, raw, and urgent. It was like the three of them were under a spell they couldn’t fight. As she was nearing climax, Avery started getting foreign images and thoughts… She was sure they didn’t belong to her. A desert of white sand, a huge, red sun that seemed too close to the surface of the dunes… A ship cruising through space at unbelievable speed…
With a long moan, Aedar exploded in her mouth, and she focused her attention back on him, back on what she was doing… She swallowed all she could catch, some of the warm liquid dripping at the corners of her lips, down her chin. She proceeded to clean him thoroughly, loving the taste of his seed. The idea that she had thrown him over the edge so quickly, only with her mouth… The way Kryan was pounding her pussy hard and fast… She shuddered as she reached a plateau of pleasure, then let out a scream and allowed herself to jump off the cliff. Her second orgasm was more intense than the first. Her walls clenched and unclenched around Kryan’s cock, milking him, coaxing him to release his seed inside her. When he did, with a grunt, she started chanting “yes, yes, yes”, as if that was the last missing piece of the puzzle she needed to feel whole.
They stayed like that for a while, catching their breath and enjoying how their bodies were still connected, still touching. Soon, however, Avery had to accept the position wasn’t comfortable and sustainable anymore. She wiggled her hips, and Kryan slipped out of her. As Aedar helped her off the table, gently supporting her weight, she smiled at the pleasant sensation of Kryan’s seed seeping down her inner thighs.
None of them felt like talking. Avery allowed them to do what they wanted with her, and she soon found herself wrapped up in Aedar’s shirt and carried into one of the brothers’ bedrooms. They lay her down in bed, covered her with a fluffy duvet, and removed the collar.
Avery’s eyes snapped open, and all her senses became alert.
“Wait. No!”
Aedar shushed her. “We don’t want to risk losing you now, Agent Tonkin. What kind of masters would we be if we let our pleasure slave escape?”
“What did you call me?”
Kryan sat down beside her and gave her a charming smile.
“Avery Tonkin. FBI agent turned SPG agent. We did warn you we were going to get into your head and bring all your secrets to light.”
“And your mouth,” Aedar added cheerfully. “And your pussy.”
Avery blushed to the tips of her ears.
“I don’t understand. You… you took advantage of me!”
To her surprise, and utter confusion, Kryan’s expression changed. He suddenly because serious and calculated.
“We weren’t sure it would work, actually. This is the first time we… ever got so close to a woman belonging to your species.”
“It did work, though,” Aedar said, “which means my theory is correct.” He looked up at his brother. “Kralians are not allergic to humans. We’re connected to them. Deeply, probably genetically. It’s something we’ll certainly have to look into now.”
Kryan nodded. “Years ago, we realized that every time we touched a human, man or woman, we received their thoughts and emotions. Most of the time, not in a pleasant way. They came as waves of hopes, regrets, insecurities… happiness, sadness… so many feelings at the same time, as if none excluded the other. Overwhelming. So, while the other captains in the Alliance were kidnapping human women and turning them into slaves, we decided to keep to ourselves until we found out what was causing out species to be so sensitive to your species.”
Avery took a deep breath and gathered her courage to speak. They knew who she was. They knew her real identity, and they probably also knew the identities of the other members of the SPG. They had taken her collar. Yes, it was dangerous to use the invisibility serum, but she would have risked her life to get the information to the ones who needed it. Right now, she felt like all was lost. Or… was it?
“Why did you break your rule, then? Why with me?”
Kryan and Aedar exchanged a quick glance. They were silent for a minute, then Kryan shook his head.
“Because you saved us, I guess?”
“I. Saved. You.” Avery laughed. “Sorry, what?!”
Aedar lay down beside her and tucked her in better.
“When we went to that meeting, we had no idea what to tell the others. They’d been on our asses for months for not making any new breakthroughs. We’d started losing their respect and trust. Then, you materialized out of nowhere, right in the middle of the conference room, and… for some reason we’ll never understand… you declared you were our slave.”
“Oh, and let’s not forget this.” Kryan dangled the invisibility collar under her nose.
“Is the serum really that dangerous?” she asked.
“Deadly.”
“Damn it.” She rubbed her temples. She was exhausted, her body was aching, and her stress levels were through the roof. The last thing she needed was a confirmation that she was probably going to die soon. “I’ve just had sex with the enemy… err… enemies, I’m a pleasure slave now, and I’m dying. Anything else I should know?”
“Hmm… let’s solve these concerns of yours in reverse,” said Aedar thoughtfully. “First, you’re not dying. Let’s run some tests and see what the serum has done to your immune system, then settle on a conclusion. There’s a chance Araime’s assumption is wrong. Yes, the serum does kill our species slowly, but she’s been underestimating humans from day one. You might, actually, be more resistant to it than us.”
“Secondly,” Kryan took over, “you’re not our pleasure slave. I mean, you are, but only in the eyes of the Alliance. Does that sound good to you?”
“Why?” Okay, Aedar’s words had made her feel better, but Kryan’s only confused her more.
“Because, thirdly: we are not your enemies.”
She blinked. Her eyes moved from Kryan to Aedar, then back to Kryan. Her mind was, once again, blank.
“I’m sorry, I don’t… You’re messing with me right now.”
“No,” said Kryan in a low, serious voice. “You’re a smart woman, Avery Tonkin. And an actress. So, here’s our proposal: act like you’re our pleasure slave, help us bring down the Alliance, and we’ll help you with your investigation.”
“Better yet,” said Aedar, “let’s bring the SPG in on this and kick some Minarian ass.”
“And Catallian, and Valgan.”
“And Norgavian.”
“So… what? So you’d be the only ones left to take over our planet?”
“No, so we can prevent humans from being turned into a race of slaves.”
Avery stared at them for a few, long minutes. She wanted to believe them. She really did. But nothing made any sense, and she wasn’t that stupid to fall into their trap so easily. Well, apparently, she had been stupid enough to fall in their bed… or on their coffee table…
“I… I need time. I can’t process all of this now. I’m so tired.”
They nodded and got off the bed. Aedar checked the windows to make sure they were tightly shut, then they left the room in silence, locking the door behind them.
Avery stared at the windows, then at the closed door. She was pretty sure she was trapped.
“I should have run. I should have run when I had the chance,” she whispered bitterly. “Damn it, Tonkin! You messed up big.”
END OF BOOK ONE
BOOK TWO… COMING SOON!
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Cara Wylde loves to write about strong, feisty women and their hot Alphas who will do anything to make them happy. Her books are filled with romance and just a dash of mystery, suspense, and that eerie atmosphere she fell in love with reading too many gothic novels. With a master's degree in Comparative Literature, she can't help but play with tropes and themes from various genres, trying to come up with fresh perspectives on the paranormal characters her readers love so much. Vampires, shapeshifters, demons, witches... Cara will always make sure they get their own twists.
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