But she’d learned Tharans reserved that act for their chosen Mate, a sexual joining they considered sacred. In a way, it was ironic. She’d spent all her time at the Rapture Dome trying to find ways to avoid being fucked by aliens, and now that she desperately wanted two of them to claim her in every dirty way she could imagine, they hadn’t done it. Hadn’t even tried.
Oh, they talked about it. Got her so hot describing how they’d get her ready to take them together. They said first they’d arouse her with their fingers and mouths, using some kind of Tharan oil to prepare her ass to receive their massive cocks. The idea frightened her at first, but as they talked about it, they’d take turns sliding their fingers in and out, fucking her ass until she shuddered with need.
She’d even begun to fantasize about becoming their Mate. Having two strong, powerful warriors share her bed every night, making her do all those wicked, forbidden things they talked about. Driving her to ecstasy she’d never known before. Then holding her, caressing her, making her feel cherished and protected.
The Dome mistress rounded a bend in the corridor, and she caught sight of the massive bronze doors of the casino standing open. Inside, a dazzling display of lights played off rare crystals set in the ceiling of a huge dome, sending amethyst and sapphire and ruby-tinted rays sparkling across the vast expanse. Pounding music vibrated through her body, and she found herself swaying to the beat as she entered.
After weeks of near-solitude, broken only by nightly visits from the twins, the sights and sounds overwhelmed her. Everywhere she looked, exotic females from the far corners of the galaxy entertained alien customers. Some were wrapped in gauzy veils barely concealing their naked bodies underneath. Others strategically covered their private parts with glittering scraps of fabric that begged to be ripped off.
As for the males, each of them preened in their planet’s unique formal garb. Menacing metal armor, cloaks made from the skins of rare beasts thrown over bare shoulders. She saw one alien wearing a skintight iridescent garment with special inserts to showcase his double dongs.
He stood at the head of a crowded table, playing a game that seemed to require skill as well as luck. She saw him flick his wrist, watched sparks fly as a metal disc zinged through a three-dimensional obstacle course, then heard the roar of the spectators when the disc careened off onto the floor. The alien growled an oath, grabbed the arm of the female at his side, and handed her off to the reptilian creature next to him.
The crowd began a rhythmic chant she couldn’t make out as the creature forced the female to her knees. He pulled his skinny, gray-green penis out of the cloak wrapped around his scale-encrusted body, shoved it into her mouth, and began pumping it in and out, his tail swaying with every thrust. The chant grew louder and faster as he grabbed her head and pistoned his hips. Saige saw the female struggling to breathe as he shoved it deeper down her throat. Finally, he threw his head back and uttered an ear-splitting roar. She crumpled to the floor when he let go, gasping for breath.
He tossed her a minecoin from his stack on the table. She snatched it up, swiped the back of her hand over her mouth, then raised her head and mustered up the adoring smile of a well-trained whore.
Saige shuddered and vowed she’d die first.
“Welcome to the casino,” Lady Zey hissed. “You will mingle with the patrons. When you’re chosen by one of them, you do everything he tells you to do. The casino attendants will keep track of your customers and charge them accordingly. And if anyone gives you a tip like that one got…” She gestured to the female, back on her knees in front of her original customer, her mouth alternating between both his exposed cocks while the crowd around the table cheered her on. “It’s yours to keep.” She made the statement as if she expected to hear a thank-you for her generosity. “Now, get to work.”
Saige made a slow circle of the room, trying to decide which way to wander, when a familiar laugh caught her ear. She whirled around, her heart soaring as she caught sight of Keir’s broad shoulders at a busy table on the far side of the room, Khaun beside him as always. She forgot how uncomfortable the strange shoes were as she made her way swiftly across the crowded floor. They were here! Despite everything she said, Lady Zey must have brought her to the casino tonight because they’d asked for her, as they did at the Sola Sea.
Her men were in full formal garb, so magnificent they took her breath away. She’d never seen them dressed as Tharan warriors before. Their massive chests were bare, save for wide silver collars. Matching silver bands around their forearms showed off impressive biceps. They had some sort of short garment slung around their hips, like a kilt or half tunic. She was seized with the desire to drop to her knees, rip it off them, and fasten her lips around the thick, hard cocks underneath.
They had cloaks of animal hide casually tossed over their shoulders, fastened to the silver collars so they flowed over the rippling muscles of their backs. Flat leather sandals with laces crisscrossing all the way to their bare calves completed their attire. They looked like mirror images of the conquering barbarian hero straight out of one of her favorite tales from mythology.
The realization hit her as hard as Thor’s hammer. She might escape from the Rapture Dome, but she’d still be their prisoner. She’d fallen hopelessly in love.
* * *
She’d almost reached the table, planning to surprise Khaun by coming up behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist, when he turned and she caught sight of a familiar figure. Aura.
They had her sandwiched between them, each with an arm around her. While she watched, Keir held out a pair of dice. She laughed and blew a kiss at them before he tossed them onto the table. The crowd around them cheered, and the attendant shoved a huge stack of minecoins across the table.
Khaun picked Aura up and whirled her around. Saige saw her wide grin as he playfully smacked her bottom.
“Come on, wench,” Keir announced, sweeping the pile of coins into a pouch he pulled from his waist. “You’ve brought us luck tonight. We’ve been without a Tharan female for too long. It’s time to show us how well you can obey the commands of your masters.”
Aura giggled as Khaun tossed her over his shoulder. Saige saw the happiness in her face when she looked back at Keir, stretching out her hand to grasp his as they strode out of the casino with her, heading for the private rooms upstairs.
Chapter Nine
Saige
They passed her as they left. She turned away, hiding in the midst of a raucous group giving shouts of approval as they watched one of the other slaves getting fucked on top of a gaming table.
She swiped a tear away and took refuge in righteous anger. Those pigs. Those… those damn aliens. Had they been fucking other females in the Dome all along? They’d pretended to care about her, even spoken words of love.
Yeah, while you were sucking their cocks. Okay, she could admit it. She’d been a fool. A fool to trust any male, let alone a pair of wickedly handsome ones from another world. So much for the sacredness of Tharan Mating. Apparently, it didn’t extend to getting blow jobs from any willing female they happened to run into.
What hurt more than anything was the realization that she’d just been an exotic dalliance with them. She recognized lust. It gleamed from their eyes when they had her on her back or her knees between them. But when they looked at Aura, she saw tenderness and warmth and affection. Apparently, only a Tharan female could get that reaction out of them.
She’d read once that the opposite of love isn’t hate. It’s indifference. But, right now, she hated them. Hated them for leading her on, making her believe in love. Believe she could be worthy of it. She hated them for all the empty hours she’d spent when they weren’t with her, hours she whiled away weaving foolish fantasies of daring rescues by her twin heroes followed by happily-ever-afters on a faraway world.
As for Aura? She hated that bitch even more. Keir and Khaun were single. They hadn’t committed to anyone. They could have dalliances with any female naïv
e enough and needy enough to fall for their viciously seductive charm. But Aura had two mates she claimed to love with all her heart. Saige had held her night after night on the Luna as she sobbed. After she’d cried her heart out, the Tharan would talk about Dagon and Dru. She’d made them so real, Saige could almost see them. Two powerful warriors, just like Keir and Khaun. Kind and loving – but also stern and masterful.
Saige lost herself in erotic fantasies when Aura described her life with two mates. She imagined being commanded to strip naked for a pair of dominant males then being forced to do every wicked thing she’d ever imagined. All the things that secretly got her so hot.
Aura even confessed that they spanked her, both for discipline and as foreplay. Saige felt a bolt of jealousy when she heard that. Aura had giggled when she admitted it. Just like the giggle Saige heard when Khaun gave Aura’s ass a good whack as he hauled her out of the casino.
So much for being devoted to her mates. Apparently, Aura would happily turn into a slut for any purple-skinned Tharan duo who came along. It wasn’t just an act. Saige knew her well enough to recognize genuine excitement when she saw it.
The image of Aura with her legs spread while the twins pleasured her tormented Saige. Filled her mind, until every female slave she saw stroking a naked cock had Aura’s face. Every alien creature morphed into a seven foot tall warrior with a purple head – and another one at the end of an iron-hard shaft, teasing her with that drop of pre-cum loaded with gyron.
She cursed the first alien who tried to put an arm around her so viciously, Lady Zey banished her from the casino, promising to deal with her later. An android guard escorted her back to her room. For the first time, Saige welcomed the sharp click as he locked her in. Being alone suited her just fine.
She paced the room for hours, raging at the Universe, before she finally gave in to a flood of bitter tears.
Keir
They’d never come to her so late, but both of them were pleased with the results of their evening at the casino. Somehow, over the last few weeks, sharing the events of their day with the little human had become as vital as having sex with her. Having her listen intently, seeing the emotions play across her face, made the good times better and took away the sting of their failures.
Not that they ever shared them with her. She never heard of the successes, never knew when they faced a dead end in their mission and had to find another way. Instead, they told her tales of their past exploits as warriors, stories from their childhood on Tharon. They couldn’t tell her the truth. Not yet. Not until all was ready.
The android unlocked her door, and they strode in.
Khaun was all smiles. “Wake up, little human. Your Tharan warriors are here to bring you to ecstasy.”
In the dim light, Keir saw her curled up in a ball on the huge bed, with her back to the room. She rolled over, rubbed her eyes sleepily, and smiled. Then her expression changed. Her delight in seeing them turned into pain.
She masked it quickly.
“What do you want?” Her voice was icy cold.
“We want to spread your legs and taste you. Lick your slit until you scream.” Khaun headed for the bed, reached for her.
She swatted his hand away. “Fuck off, you filthy alien.”
His eyes narrowed. He hauled her over his lap facedown. Her naked ass bucked against his thighs as she thrashed and kicked.
“Let go of me, you pig!”
Khaun gave her a harsh swat. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but no matter what kind of mood you’re in, you do not speak to your masters with such disrespect.” He smacked her again, and she let out a string of curses, so fast and furious Keir could barely follow. He picked up a rude references to their mother, as well as several creative suggestions for items they could insert into their anal openings.
Khaun growled and began spanking her hard and fast. She ended the curses but continued to fight him. Keir felt the gyron surging in his twin as she wriggled against his cock, already rock-hard and straining for release from his pants. He held her down easily, trapping her flailing legs between his thighs and gripping her around the waist with one hand while he smacked her with the other.
Her teeth were clenched to keep from crying out. Keir knew her well enough to understand she’d let Khaun go on spanking her until he blistered her bottom rather than cry for mercy. He sat down on the bed by her head and grabbed her wrists as she tried to scratch him.
“What’s wrong, my love? Why are you so angry with us?”
She raised her tearstained face. “‘My love’? Don’t you dare call me that! You’re a prick, and so is your abusive beast of a brother!”
“Abusive?” Khaun roared. He delivered half a dozen rapid smacks. “You will apologize for that. I may be masterful, but I would never abuse my female.”
“Your female?” She burst into loud wails. “I’m not your female! I’m just some whore you have a good time with whenever Aura is busy.”
Khaun stopped in mid-smack. “Aura?”
“You miserable piece of slime! Don’t pretend you don’t know who I’m talking about. I saw you with her, the way all three of you looked at each other. I saw her leave with you. I’m only a human. Apparently I can’t compete with one of your Tharan whores when it comes to giving a blow job.”
Khaun’s face darkened. “Do not speak of our Aurora that way.” His arm tightened around her, and he lifted his hand to give her another harsh volley of smacks, but Keir stopped him with a look.
“You were there? In the casino?”
“Damn right I was!”
“You weren’t supposed to see that,” he muttered.
“That’s obvious,” she snapped. “Fuck you both, and fuck Aura, too. She was so in love with her mates, and now she’s forgotten all about them. You Tharans are all alike. You’ll get your rocks off with the first purple-skinned alien you lay eyes on.”
We have to tell her.
Yes, we do, Khaun replied.
“Tell me what?”
“Why we’re really here.” Keir answered aloud.
“I know why you’re here,” she spat out. “You want your cocks sucked by a human female who falls at your feet the minute she tastes your damn gyron. Well, you can spank me all you want, but it’s not going to happen. Not now, not ever again. You can both go to hell.”
Brother! Khaun’s voice urgently shouted in his head. She heard us.
Heard us?
“Of course I heard you. I’m not deaf. I’m royally pissed.” Though her ass was bright red, the spanking hadn’t quelled her defiance.
She’s Bonded with us. I didn’t really think it could happen, even though Jax and Jynn said it did for them. A human female Bonding with Tharans. With us.
“Bonding my ass! I don’t even know what the hell that is. Get out, both of you. I never want to see either one of you again, even if Lady Zey has me beaten by her stupid android guards for refusing to suck you off.”
Khaun shifted her into a sitting position on his lap with her legs still tucked between his thighs. He pulled her tight against his chest, ignoring her struggles.
“My sweet little human,” he crooned. “You’ve Bonded with us. That’s why you’re so angry. Once we’ve formed the Bond, there can be no other. Not for us – and apparently not for you, either. We love Aurora, but not the same way we love you. We’ve loved her beautiful soul since the day she was born.”
“You love Aura? You can’t possibly mean that. You’ve only been here a few weeks. You didn’t even get her name right.”
She was still struggling against him, but Khaun’s next words stopped her cold. “Aurora is our sister, Saige.”
“We came here to Girra Sola to rescue her – and you,” Keir added.
Chapter Ten
Saige
“Tharon sends criminals on rescue missions? I’m not buying this load of crap.” She struggled, but when Khaun didn’t release her, she turned her head away, refusing to look at them.
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sp; “We’re not criminals.” Keir took her hands. “We were never on Pelonius. That was part of our cover story. We’ve been tracking you and the other females Magnus kidnapped for months now. On the Luna with Kyra.”
She turned her tear-streaked face to him. “You know Kyra?”
“Kyra and Aliya and Cass. Your commander is as fearless and brave as any Tharan warrior. You know she escaped captivity when Magnus raided our planet. Our fellow warriors Rhynn and Rhom found her in the Great Swamp and took her with them on their mission to rescue Aurora and the other Tharan females. When they caught up with your ship, the Luna, Cass took off on her own. She rendered the craft immobile and faced down Magnus. She nearly died at his hand when our warriors stormed the ship,” he added. “It was her Bond with Rhynn that saved her life – and the lives of all the other hostages.”
“They’re free? All of them?”
“Not all of your crew have been located yet. Your first officer, Delta, and astrobiology specialist, Jasmine, are still out there somewhere in the galaxy, along with many of the hostages.” Keir waved a hand. “But we have a lead on their whereabouts, and another Tharan ship is tracking them right now. As for Magnus, he’s dead, along with half his men. The pirates who survived the battle with our warriors have been delivered to the worlds they raided, to face justice from their victims.”
“You said you’ve been on my ship, the Luna, for months.” She glared at them, still suspicious. “What did you people do, hijack it yourselves after you got rid of Magnus?”
Khaun shook his head. “It’s part of a joint rescue effort, between your Interstellar Federation and our Tharan Council. Commander Randall herself suggested it. Your ship is built for speed, much faster than the Gemini VII Rhynn and Rhom were in. After they took down Magnus, your commander headed back to Tharon on the Gemini to recuperate from her injuries, accompanied by medical officer Aliya and the hostages we recovered. Kyra stayed on board the Luna. As chief mechanical officer, she thought she’d be needed to help our crew learn how to operate the ship’s advanced technology. You Earthers built a fine vessel,” he added with approval in his voice.
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