Between the Sheets: A Reverse Harem Anthology of Scenes that get to the Point

by L. A. Boruff

  It doesn’t matter. What matters is getting out.

  Her eyes narrowed. She might be naked, and she might be in some kind of prison cell, but she’d be damned if she sat around doing nothing.

  Rising on muscles that screamed in protest, she moved to the door and searched for a handle, a release, anything. But the surface of the door was smooth. Squeezing her hands into fists, she gritted her teeth. Hell with it.

  “Hello!” she screamed, pounding on the door. “Hello!”

  Pressing her face between the bars, she struggled to see anything beyond the hallway. But her view was limited. “Anyone there?”

  She sensed more than saw that someone was approaching. Taking a step back, the door slowly slid open.

  A creature waited on the other side. Her heart caught in her throat. It was blue, thin, with skin that glistened like a frog. Two tiny legs, that seemed to have sprouted from a long tail, carried the entire strange being. The creature tilted its oversized head, with its bulbous eyes and a clicking sound emanated from it.

  The sound seemed to awaken her. She screamed and scooted back until she hit the wall. Clenching her hands and tensing her legs, she prepared for the fight of her life. She didn’t know what the hell the thing in front of her was, but it was about to learn a little about her.

  It pulled something from its strange shimmering pants/skirt. Something metal. Something that looked like a weapon. As it slithered into her tiny prison cell, it held the item out in front of it.

  She screamed and kicked out, striking one of its legs, which immediately collapsed under it. Then, to her horror, the creature tumbled down. Right on top of her.

  Thrashing and screaming, she struggled beneath it, but the weight of the creature was terrible. Suffocating. She felt it’s strange, thin fingers grasp her ear, and then a mind-numbing pain shot through her lobe.

  The clicking sound began again, but slowly changed, as if she’d drank one too many scotches. “Stuupid animal.”

  “Who yooou calllin’ stupid?” Her words slurred. She tried to shake her head, to clear the fuzziness from it, but the shaking of her head only made the room spin.

  The creature climbed off of her, while she focused on not hurling. She wanted to stand and fight again, but her body wouldn’t obey.

  “Yooou fetch gooood price. Human animal.”

  “Pricce?” she gurgled at it.

  A shrill sound screeched from its throat. “Many males like humans. Big breasts. Tight hoooles. Wet moooouths.”

  The second Mara understood what it was saying rage and terror rushed over her. “If you—if you think for one freaking minute—I’m going to let you—“

  “Yoooou doooon’t need to let us. Yooou’re now the slave of the Kliculas.”

  As it turned and sealed the door behind it, she continued to scream profanities after it until her throat hurt. Then, her head dropped to the cold metal.

  What the hell do I do now?

  Chapter Two

  Aedan swore. He was going to get his ass-kicked when the guys learned about his massive screw up. This job was supposed to be an in-and-out kind of thing. Take back the crystal that the Kliculas stole, deliver it to its rightful owner, and reap the massive reward. The reward that meant their days of crappy jobs was over.

  Only, when Aedan had taken the crystal, he’d accidentally lit the whole damn place on fire. While fighting the slimy Kliculas, but they won’t care about that small detail.

  Dark, black smoke billowed down the hallway. He clutched the crystal more tightly beneath his arm and ran as if he could feel the flames licking at his boots.

  “Everything alright?” Bricus’ deep voice slid through the com-link in his ear.

  Damn it, he’s going to say I told you so.

  “Pretty good,” he whispered in reply. “Except—“

  “Except what?” He could practically see Bricus’ brows drawing together in suspicion.

  And that’s when the sirens began wailing.

  “What the hell is that?” Bricus shouted over the link. “Do you need backup?”

  “Negative,” he panted, picking up speed.

  Drustan’s calmer voice came over the line. “Don’t make this about pride. Don’t get yourself killed. We’re close. If you need us, we’ll be there.”

  “I’m fine!”

  He was nearly to his escape hatch, and judging by the ever-thickening black smoke, the fire was completely out-of-hand. If it reached the engine before he got out, he was dead. But if it blew before their ship was out of close orbit, the explosion would do some serious damage. He couldn’t risk letting his brothers get hurt due to his stupidity.

  Two steps from his escape hatch, a pale hand shot out between metal bars. “Is someone there? There’s a fire! You need to let me out of here!”

  He nearly tripped as his translator identified the language and effortlessly translated it. Human English? It couldn’t be!

  Turning, he looked through the bars. The female’s eyes widened, and she stepped back. Time stood still. She was a goddess. A naked creature whose beauty was beyond anything imaginable. Her long, brown hair shielded some of her generous breasts, but still, pink-tipped nipples peeked out between the stands. Her tiny hands covered the space between her thighs, but his gaze moved down to her long, pale legs.

  She made a small sound. “Are you—are you going to let me out?”

  He glanced up, meeting eyes the color of desire. Green, brilliant and true. She wanted him as surely as he wanted her. Already, he was certain his eyes matched hers.

  But humans were forbidden cargo. Taking her would risk everything—

  “Aedan? You there?” Bricus’ words were edged with worry.

  “As soon as I enter the ship, we need to get the hell out of here.” Reaching up, he switched off his com-link. Bricus would never let a female on their ship, especially a human, but Aedan knew right then and there that this woman could be the one for them. The one they were waiting for. And even if he was wrong, he couldn’t leave her to die. She had just become his responsibility.

  “Stand back!” he shouted.

  Her aroused gaze narrowed. “I can’t get any further back.”

  He smirked as he kicked the keyboard beside the door. “You’ve got quite the attitude for a damsel needing rescue.”

  She glared. “I wouldn’t need rescuing if some asshole hadn’t kidnapped me in the first place.”

  When the keyboard made a crackling noise, Aedan wrapped his fingers around one of the bars on the window and pushed it to the side with all his might. After a moment, it gave, sliding partway open.

  “Come on then!” he waved her toward him.

  For one second the most laughable thing imaginable happened, she looked as if she might refuse him. Can she really be considering staying on a burning vessel?

  “What about that weird blue creature?” she asked, inching forward.

  Blue creature? “Ah, the Kliculas, I think I killed all of them.”

  This time, she did come forward, awkwardly still trying to cover herself. “Too bad, I wanted to kill the bastard myself.”

  She elbowed past him, leading the way with her head held him. Her round, high buttocks swinging with each step.

  He stifled a laugh. “This way.”

  Whirling back around, her chin rose a little higher. “Fine.”

  When she walked past the escape hatch, he did laugh. “In here.”

  She turned again, and he pushed open the door to the supply closet he’d used as his entry.

  “How are we supposed to escape through there?” she asked, her dark brows drawing together.

  Oh, shit. How is this going to work? An image formed in his mind. A delicious image, and one that was their only chance at escape.

  “See that on the floor? That’s my spacesuit. I guess we’ll be sharing.” He couldn’t hold back his grin.

  Her aroused, green eyes widened. “Share?”

  “Unless you’d prefer to stay here and go down w
ith this ship…”

  She nibbled her bottom lip, a movement that had his cock twitching. “I guess I don’t have another choice.”

  When they squeezed into the tiny closet together, he carefully set his bag down containing the crystal, then pulled the spacesuit up his legs. “Okay, time to climb in.”

  She looked him up and down. “How exactly am I supposed to do that?”

  There’s no time for this. “Come here, and be quick about it.”

  She inched closer to him.

  Guess I’ll have to handle this myself.

  In one movement, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest. She shrieked, but he ignored her, stuffing her feet down, so that they awkwardly rested on top of his. “Wrap your arms around my waist.”

  Muttering under her breath, she did.

  He pulled up the rest of the suit, then zipped it in front. It was a tight fit, but luckily the tiny human female was able to squeeze in. Her naked body was plastered against him, with only his thin flight suit to separate them. This feels too damn good.

  Taking a deep breath, he told his body to ignore that a soft female was pressed up against him, but his mind went to everything he’d heard about her species. Their mouths were warm with soft tongues. Their pussies were wet, warm, and tight. And they liked the sensation of cocks in every hole of their body.

  He shuddered. Humans were made to be fucked. That’s why they were so highly desired as sex slaves. And that’s why the punishments for having them were so extreme. Everyone wanted a human with their warm bodies full of pleasant holes, but being a primitive race, the High Council made it the most serious of crimes to have one.

  “We going to stand here all day?” she asked, but her voice was husky, breathless.

  “You’re right.” He swallowed. “Definitely time to go.”

  But then, she inhaled, nuzzling her face against his shoulder. “What’s that smell… it’s… it’s amazing?”

  He could barely speak. Her touch felt incredible. “I don’t, uh, smell anything.”

  She rubbed her small, firm breasts against his chest, the hands around his waist moving to his chest. “It’s so good. I feel so…”

  Gods, if she keeps talking like this, we’re not going to make it out of this ship.

  He clicked on his helmet and secured the bag with the crystal onto his belt. “Hold on, this is going to be tricky.”

  She moaned, her hips rubbing against his erection.

  Focus, Aedan!

  Pulling out his nifty tool, he gritted his teeth and willed himself to forget about the naked woman sealed in his spacesuit. He fired at the wall of the supply cabinet. Space appeared before him, cold blackness and shining stars. Walking straight out into space, he exited before the wall rematerialized.

  Drifting forward, he waited a moment before turning on his rockets. They propelled him straight out. The visor on his screen gave a reading of how close he was to his ship, every few seconds he changed course until he was coming straight at it. When he was only twenty or thirty feet from it, he cut his rockets.

  Slowly, they drifted to his ship. He caught the handle on the outside before they could fly past.

  Suddenly, her small hands moved to the zipper on his flight suit and pulled down.

  His hands tightened on the handles outside his ship. “What,” he couldn’t stop himself from panting, “are you doing?”

  A second later, her fingers curled around his naked cock.

  He groaned. There were lying horizontally in space. Him on top of her. And now, there wasn’t even his spacesuit between them.

  “We need to go.”

  In response, her lips brushed his shoulder, and she continued to pump his cock.

  This can’t be happening. His head was spinning. The need to spread her thighs and slide inside of her was almost overwhelming.

  Her voice came to him, soft and aroused. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. You just—smell so good. I’ve never felt like this before.”

  My smell? And suddenly, he knew, even though he couldn’t explain it. The males of his world emanated a pheromone. The pheromone aroused certain females that were potentially good matches. But their females didn’t respond like this. Perhaps humans were affected by it more.

  “You need to let me focus, okay? We have to get out of here before that ship explodes.”

  Instead of answering, she rubbed her naked breasts against his bare chest.

  Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to focus and typed in the code beside the door. It slid open, and he entered, typing the same code on the inside. The door closed, and with a hiss, the room began to pressurize. And instantly, pitched into motion, away from the burning vessel. At least my brothers know I’m here.

  “I need you inside of me,” she whispered, her lips moving to suck on his bare shoulder.

  He closed his eyes as a shiver ran down his spine. How long had it been since a woman touched him like this? Years and years. And had it ever felt this good? He didn’t think so.

  As she pumped him harder, he forgot everything except the lips that sucked his shoulder, except the breasts that rubbed against his chest, except the hand on his cock.

  He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything except feel the desire rolling through his body. Every muscle tensed, and then he came with a groan.

  She shuddered against him. “Your cum is… cold.”

  He tried to speak but couldn’t find the words. He was lost in the feeling of her.

  “Bricus is putting as much distance between us and that ship as possible, but he’s pissed as hell that you closed your com-link.”

  Aedan’s eyes popped open. Drustan’s blond head ducked down as his bond-brother reached out and clicked off his helmet and slid down the zipper of his spacesuit.

  The word wait formed on his lips, but he was too late.

  “What in the—Aedan—?”

  The female curled against him untangled herself from his chest. Aedan’s cum decorated her stomach, and his still-hard cock stood at attention.

  Drustan’s normally pale, white-blue eyes changed to a shocked blue. “Is that a human?”

  Chapter Three

  Drustan looked from his bond-brother to the beautiful human female. Bricus was going to be pissed as hell. It was illegal to have a human. And yet, when she turned her aroused green eyes on him, he forgot to breathe.

  His gaze ran appreciatively over her body. She was far smaller than one of their females, and her skin was a pale tan color rather than the ice-blue color of the people of their homeworld. Her breasts, however, rather than looking hard and flat, appeared large, shapely and soft. Pink tips stood proud, begging to be touched, to be tasted. Their own women found some enjoyment in their breasts being fondled, but he’d heard that it actually aroused human women.

  Between her thighs was a small patch of brown hair the same color as the hair on her head. He was tempted to reach out and touch her. Was she warm there, as he’d heard from a traveler at a bar? Or was that just the gossip of horny, lonely males?

  His cock hardened against his will.

  Bricus is going to flip when he sees this woman. She’s going to complicate things. And he’s going to be even angrier if he finds out that she stroked Aedan off.

  Grabbing a small towel out of a drawer, he moved to her and wiped her belly clean. “I’m sorry about my brother. It’s been a long time since we last touched a woman. That’s no excuse for his behavior, but—”

  Instead of her drawing back from him in fear, as he expected, she moved closer, pressing her soft, warm body against him.

  He shuddered, dropping the towel.

  “You smell incredible too.” She whispered, rubbing herself against him.

  His eyes closed. He was dreaming. He had to be. Naked human women didn’t just appear in their ship, rubbing themselves against him. Any minute, he was going to wake up alone in their bed, cum sticking to his underclothes.

  And then, he heard the z
ipper of his pants pull down.

  Her soft body left him, and his eyes flew open just in time to see her wrap her mouth around his erection.

  “Gods!”

  “I guess I’ll be apologizing for your behavior soon,” Aedan whispered, his voice low and aroused.

  Her mouth was hot, not cold like their female’s, and the sensation was unbelievable. His cock hardened even further in her mouth, swelling with his seed. With his need to have her.

  She sucked hard, eagerly, taking him in and out like there was nothing more she wanted in the world than to make him come.

  A shiver ran down his spine. He wrapped a hand around the back of her head and drew her closer, realizing that the tongue that lavished the underside of his shaft was soft and smooth.

  He groaned.

  His brother knelt behind her, and his hands moved slowly along her ribcage, then slid to her breasts. Cautiously, Aedan cupped her breasts, drawing a moan from her lips.

  Drustan thrust harder and harder, his arousal building with her every sound. Her every movement. Unable to look away, he watched as his brother’s hands drifted up to tease her nipples, pinching the pink tips.

  She seemed to like it. A lot. Because, she moaned again and began to hum softly around his cock. The sensation made Drustan throw his head back as pure pleasure tensed every muscle in his body.

  He was close. Too close.

  And then, she squeezed his balls, and he came with a guttural roar.

  She continued to suck him for a long minute after, drawing his pleasure out. Taking his seed inside of her with an eagerness that made him want to come for her all over again.

  As he looked down at her, he found that Aedan’s hand had moved to the thatch of dark hair over her womanhood. He was caressing her between her lower-lips, while she rocked against him. The idea that she might be warm there too made Drustan’s erection hard once more. What would it be like to part her womanly folds and just—?

  “What in the burning pits of Lavatar is going on here?”

  He and Aedan looked up at once. Bricus stood in the doorway, his expression thunderous. “A fucking human? Are you guys kidding me? Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve put us in? And, what, you couldn’t control yourselves?”