“I’m going to die if I don’t come soon,” Laci groaned. Alek’s fingers slipped inside her pussy and she barely muffled her scream as a spasm of pure pleasure rolled over her body his fingers swirling inside her. Her head dropped to his chest as her body quivered with need. “Don’t torture me, please. Fuck me.”
She licked his chest, her teeth nipping. She was a creature of pure need now. Alek withdrew his fingers from her slit and slipped back, circling the rosette of her anus. His cream-slicked fingers glided over the flesh of her puckered back entrance and pressed for admission.
Laci’s nails sank into his back and she moaned as his fingers pressed forward, entering the tight channel of her ass. He knew exactly what she’d be feeling right now. A dark mixture of pleasure tinged with a bite of pain rocketed through her as his fingers sank in to the knuckle. Her teeth caught her lower lip as the hot knot within her tightened.
In a slow, smooth stroke, he withdrew his fingers and again stroked back into her. The tightness, the slight sting of stretching muscles would serve to enhance every feeling within her. A ragged moan slipped from her as his fingers scissored inside her. She wanted more. Her hips rolled, pressing back into those stroking digits. With every moan, every arch of her hips, she showed that she craved that tight sting as her back entrance stretched around his fingers.
“I think she likes this,” Alek offered. Relief was flowing through him—she was so different now. So different from before. “Listen to her and look at how she moves to take as much as she can.”
Darion smiled as he saw that it was true. “If she likes that, she’s going to love what comes next.” He stroked a generous amount of lubricant along his cock.
Alek withdrew his fingers, lifting Laci and urging her legs around his hips as he guided his cock into the hot, tight grip of her pussy. She took all of him, her cunt stretching around him. She felt like a hot, slick glove around his cock. The urge to plunge hard and deep was almost overwhelming, but he pushed into her slowly, holding on to his control. When he was as deep as he could go, Alek shifted his grip to the cheeks of her ass, spreading them.
“Oh, yes, that’s a pretty sight.” Darion’s fingers skimmed over the tight, pink pucker of her rear entrance, which glistened with her cream. He coating his fingers with more lube and prepared her further. Moving closer, he pressed the head of his cock to her anus.
Darion entered her slowly and carefully. Alek was watching Laci’s face. He would tell Darion if he caught the faintest sign of true pain. They would stop if she needed them to do so, but he prayed that she found only enjoyment in this. Laci’s pussy clenched around him as Darion pushed passed him in that tight channel. Alek groaned as her heated flesh rippled over him.
Laci moaned a broken plea, squirming between them, gasping, panting.
“Do you want this, Laci?” Alek looked into Laci’s unfocused green eyes. His fingers plucked at a reddened nipple and she gasped, her head falling back to Darion’s chest. “How do you want it?”
“Yes,” Laci whimpered. “You’re making me insane…going so slow.” Her squirming caused Darion’s cock to forge farther into her. “Both of you, like this, now, please…” She was desperate, her body tight with the force of the pleasure beating through it. “I’ve never been so aroused in my entire life.”
“We’ll give you what you want, Laci.” Alek felt his cock harden even more inside her. The urge to fill her pussy with his seed pounded within him. He wanted to seal the claiming, to bind her to them as they hadn’t been able to do before. “We want it, too. We’ve always wanted it.”
“It’s tight, Alek.” Darion’s voice was strained as he drove into her tight ass in a slow, controlled thrust. “It feels so good to finally hold her, pure paradise. Laci, the way your tight pussy holds me almost sent me straight into climax. This doesn’t hurt you, be’rai?” He had to make sure.
“So…good…” Laci moaned. Her hips pushed back against his, demanding movement.
When Darion’s length was fully buried inside her, they began to move with her. Laci clutched at Alek’s shoulders, her head tilted back against Darion’s chest. Alek could feel her body tightening and saw need building in her eyes. He watched her climb closer to her peak. Each stroke took her higher, closer to what she craved. And then she was there. Her cries were inarticulate as she came, her entire body arching and shaking with the force of the rush.
Alek’s control was broken by the clenching, milking contractions of her pussy around his cock. He’d known he wouldn’t last long when he had felt her wet sheath surround his shaft. His balls were drawn up tight against his body. He drove into her as her cries rang out and she writhed against him. He plunged deep and came, his seed spurting in a hot flood, his muscles quivering as spots of light flashed before his eyes.
Darion thrust deep and hard as the muscles of her ass spasmed around him. Her muscles gripped, pulling as he surged into her. He groaned and his lips roamed over her neck as his hips drove his cock hard and deep. He came with a near roar, his seed spurting deep into her. He held her tight as his body stiffened and quaked against hers.
Darion was the first to withdraw from her. The clutch of her muscles as he slowly eased from her drew a harsh groan from him. Then Alek slowly pulled from her heated slit and scooped her into his arms. This wouldn’t be the last time they loved her tonight, but she would need a little time to adjust to this new development. Darion moved ahead of them and started the shower. When Alek and Laci reached the shower, he was waiting in the large, gray cubicle, his body already slick from the warm spray.
They washed her from head to toe, in spite of the small protests she voiced and the interference of her hands as she tried to intercept theirs. Eventually she relaxed, allowing their hands to soothe and cleanse her. Alek smiled. She hadn’t given up the fight. She was merely biding her time. The battle would come. She was much too feisty to give in to them this easily. The fact that she’d been unable to deny her own longing for them or ignore their seductive skills would anger her and she wouldn’t forget what they had done.
“You’re such a surprising little treasure, Laci.” Alek urged her from the shower into the warm stream of air outside of it.
“And you’re still a bastard.” Laci took a step away from him. Now that her mind was clear of the blinding passion, the anger resurfaced in full intensity.
“Such language toward the men who brought you such pleasure.” Darion shook his head as he reached out and wrapped his hand around her arm. “Your anger is understandable, but we won’t allow you to use it as a weapon to hold us at a distance. You’re our mate and we won’t allow you to try to deny it.”
Laci glared at him. “You’re so arrogant and you obviously think I’m an idiot and easily led. I’ll admit that you seduced me, that I couldn’t resist you. But it changes nothing. So you’re good at sex. I’m sure you’ve had enough practice at it to know every trick, every move. There are other people in the galaxies who could probably do the same.”
“Not to you.” A triumphant laugh rolled from Alek’s lips. This time, there would be no mistakes. She would belong only to them. “You don’t know anything of what you are, Laci.”
“What are you crowing about?” Laci hissed, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
“You are a Norik female. When a Norik female has sex with her mate—or mates in your case—for the first time, her body tunes to their sperm, their chemistry. Your body will respond only to our touch. You’ll feel repelled—even sickened—if another man touches you.” Alek’s saw Laci’s fists clench.
“During the first twenty-four hours, your body will be receptive, and after that the seal is set.” Darion pressed his again-hard cock against her hips. “That’s why you’ll be a well-loved woman tonight and into tomorrow. You will be filled with our seed. Your body knows what will happen. It’s already heating, your desire rising in preparation.”
Laci swallowed. The scent of her arousal rose around them as if to confirm part of their
tale. She looked from Darion on her left to Alek on her right. “What other surprises do you have waiting for me?”
“There are other things we’ll reveal in time, but the only other thing we have to tell you now is that your friend was also brought aboard. She has been made comfortable. Her mate isn’t on this ship.” Alek stepped forward as he bent and nuzzled her neck. “We will take this discussion to the bed where we can talk in comfort.”
Chapter Six
Laci opened her eyes and knew she was alone in the bed. She was thankful for whatever situation had called the two men away. They were insatiable and she needed some time to think. She could vaguely recall eating at some point during the night. Over and over again, all through the night and into the next day, they’d awakened her and every time they touched her, her body was instantly ready. She could hardly believe that just two days had passed since they’d brought her aboard the ship.
Wet warmth had flowed from her pussy, a coiling desire had tightened within her and her clit had become hard, aching. Her breasts had swollen, her nipples hardened and became more sensitive than she had ever before noticed. She couldn’t even claim that Alek and Darion had seduced her every time. There had been times during the night when the desire became so intense that she had attacked one of them in order to alleviate it.
Laci abruptly cut off that line of thinking. Her body was responding to her thoughts with hardened nipples and a rush of creamy fluid from her slit. She stretched her legs and body, expecting some soreness after the sexual marathon, but found only a little tenderness in the muscles of her groin. She grimaced at the stickiness of her thighs and decided that showering again was first on her list of priorities.
Laci took her time in the shower, letting the warm water soothe her. When she stepped from the shower, her body was still a little sensitive. Her breasts were still swollen, the tips hard, tight points. Warm air rushed up over her, drying her and making her curly hair even more wild than normal. She walked out into the room, intent on finding some clothing before those two men returned.
She came to an abrupt stop when she noticed Alek and Darion lounging on the black couch. Their eyes ran over her with possessive heat. She took a cautious step forward. They had to be tired, she assured herself. Surely they hadn’t slept.
“I need some clothing. I can’t just go around naked.” Laci bit her lip. She was surprised at the sound of her voice. She couldn’t remember ever hearing that soft, husky tone before today.
Darion smiled, his brown eyes traveling over her body with heated intent. “It’s true that if you remained like that you’d be a very big distraction. It would be hard to get any work done at all.”
“Unless we were working on her,” Alek offered with a grin. Laci could clearly see the ridge of his erection already pressed against the tight cloth of his pants. “You’re lovely, your body glowing, fresh from your shower. Just the sight of you makes me itch to feel your soft skin, to feel the heat as you come alive under our touch.”
Alek stood and went to one of the doors along the opposite wall. It slid open at his touch on a small pad. He pulled out a shimmering, jewel-blue confection. He walked over to her and handed her the slinky, short garment.
Laci stood there, waiting for a moment, expecting more than just the dress. They were men, but they knew about the essentials of clothing. With a dress this short, some form of undergarment was a must and a woman of her breast size didn’t just go around without some kind of support.
“Aren’t you going to put it on?” Darion raised his brow as she stood there holding the dress. “You did ask for it.”
“Where is the rest of it? I need underwear,” Laci informed them, realizing as she spoke that the oversight was deliberate. “I know it’s been a long time for you, but there are just certain times that a woman needs underwear.”
“You won’t need them for a while,” Alek stated. “And I like knowing that you will be open to our touch, ready for us.”
Laci barely restrained a frustrated growl as she glared at the two smiling men. She had lingerie that was made of more material than this. She slipped into the dress. Two straps brought the silky material up over her breasts, fastening at the back of her neck. It bared her arms and back. Fitted at the waist, the material flowed over her hips and the skirt was so short that she did not dare bend at the waist.
“What about shoes?” Laci demanded. “If I venture out of this room, those hard-soled boots you men wear will crush my toes before you even feel them.” She suspected that they were deliberately baiting her, enjoying watching her temper rise.
“We have shoes for you and you get to wear them.” Darion gave her a wide smile. “It is time for the last injections and for you to be examined by our physician.”
She watched as Darion went to the table and returned with a package. Taking the lid off it, he handed her a pair of black, open-toed high heels. Laci prayed for patience as she took them. She could envision what the complete ensemble would look like. She was certain that she could be mistaken for a prostitute—a cheap one at that. She didn’t think she would ever get used to wearing such revealing clothing.
“Can’t I just have my boots back?” Laci knew the answer, but she had to ask. They would decide everything for her if she let them.
“No, they were destroyed when we took care of your pants.” Darion seemed delighted and much too cheerful as he imparted that information.
“You must prove that you can be trusted before we give you more choices in your attire.” Alek bemusedly watched the angry color rise in her cheeks.
She wanted to strangle them both. “I’ll probably be stuck wearing these things for a while then.” Laci slipped into the delicate-looking spiked heels. She buckled the straps and then stood. She flipped her hair back over her shoulders, put her hands on her hips and glared at the two grinning oafs. “I hope you’re happy. I look like a whore.”
“No, you don’t.” Darion frowned, his back stiffening. He looked offended. All that was missing was his finger shaking in her face. “You look sexy, soft and enticing. The clothing has nothing to do with it. It’s just pretty wrapping. You’d look sexy in a shapeless dress that covered you from your neck to the tips of your pretty little toes.”
“As to being happy, yes, we are.” Alek walked over to her and took her hand in his. “Happy is a vast understatement. Joy and bliss come closer to describing the state of our emotions at finding you. I woke countless times during the night wondering if this was yet another dream.”
“You’re with us. We have been looking for you and then you just stumble upon us. I haven’t been so happy, so content, in a very long time.” Darion’s smile held an almost frightening intensity and sincerity as his eyes roamed over her face. “But you won’t believe such a proclamation, just yet.”
“That reminds me.” Laci tugged at her hand that was engulfed by Alek’s. “How did you find me? It should have been impossible. That planet was so remote that it was known only by a number designation.”
“Ah, little Laci,” Darion chuckled as he strode over to her. “You carried the means inside you.” His arm curled around her waist. “We ensured that we would be able to find you before we had taken you down to Viaga. We weren’t willing to chance waiting for another accidental meeting.”
Laci wondered if he was lying. “What are you talking about? I checked myself for trackers at least four times. There were none on me. When I returned home, I was checked by others as well.”
“We didn’t activate it until about six days before you came to X-R321. Until then, it wouldn’t have registered on any scanner. It emitted no signal, was totally inert.” Alek’s lips crooked into a lopsided grin. “We hoped to find you at your base. There are many men who search for their mates.”
“You…” Laci’s body tensed, her fist clenched ready to swing at one of them. They had played with her like a big predator did with its prey. She had thought she was free, that the first capture had been a mistake, but they ha
d just been waiting to spring their trap. This she could no longer deny.
Darion’s arm tightened around her waist. “I’m willing to let you vent your anger, but I won’t go through another tirade like last night’s battle. Struggling and cursing us will do you no good. You know this. Now, if you walk beside us—peacefully—we will answer a few of the questions you have.”
It was a tough choice. She wanted to yell at them and hit them, but she did have some questions. She weighed the importance of the questions against her anger. They were just stubborn enough to deny her the answers if she didn’t cooperate with them.
With obvious reluctance, she relaxed. It was a matter of priorities. She’d ask her questions. She could yell and fight later.
“Where did you put the tracker?” Laci narrowed her eyes. The choices were many and varied. Any wound left from its insertion would have been healed and the scar gone by the time she had returned home. “And why did you capture me the first time? I thought you must have picked me up in error, instead of someone else.”
“Now, be’rai, telling you would make it too easy. I’m sure you’ll discover where we put it sooner or later.” Alek’s hand gently cupped the back of her head.
Darion dropped a soft kiss on her forehead. “We meant to take you both times. When we picked you up the first time, we thought you might be working with our enemies. We had to make sure you weren’t before we let you wander free around our ship.”
Well, that at least explained the way they’d treated her at first. She had to take the opportunities to learn what she could about the men when they came to her. Information about the Norik was sketchy with the exception of the information gained from commercial news organizations about their zealous protection of the trade that they had established and the many powerful ships they possessed. That told her nothing about how many of them there were, where they were going and just how difficult it would be for her to escape.
“Just how many of you…Norik are there?” Laci chose her words carefully. Anger swirled within her. Most of it was directed toward herself. She should have guessed that they wouldn’t just let her go and had more extensive tests done.
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