“I see.”
“No you don’t. But you will.”
“What happens now?” she asked. “Whips and chains?”
Ky dropped his Dom persona and laughed out loud. “What kind of shit have you been reading?”
Another woman walked by with a Shareem called Eland, a blond giant whose fist dwarfed the woman’s leather tether. They stopped as Ky laughed.
The pretty black-haired woman wore nothing but nipple rings with a silver chain hanging between them. She’d shaved herself almost clean except for a line of black curls twisting down her pussy. Ky noticed Brianne trying not to stare at her.
Her name was Jeanne and she’d been with Eland a long time. Ky didn’t think there was anything they wouldn’t do for the other. Jeanne and Eland lived together and were lifemates, but brought in other sexual partners to join them as they wanted, and Jeanne didn’t confine herself to just men.
Ky and Aiden had shared Jeanne on occasion, with Eland either joining in enthusiastically or watching with equal enthusiasm. She was a rare Bor Nargan woman who, like Judith, refused to hide her interest in sex and Shareem.
But then, unlike Brianne, neither Jeanne nor Judith had a public position to maintain. They were working-class women who labored during the day and enjoyed Shareem at night. Working-class women in general had a more healthy interest in sex, while upper-class women had sexuality bred and brainwashed out of them.
“Ky.” Jeanne rose on her tiptoes and gave Ky a quick kiss on the mouth. “She’s pretty.”
“Yeah, nice one,” Eland said, his irises widening as he looked Brianne up and down. “Where you been hiding her?”
“She’s incognito and in training,” Ky replied.
“Mmm, I like training.” Eland made a show of licking his lips. “Where’s Aiden tonight? You always do a two-fer.”
“Aiden is elsewhere.”
Eland looked surprised then he shrugged, the typical I’m Shareem, and I mind my own business gesture. “What are you going to teach her?”
“I’m still coming up with a plan.” Ky’s cock was plenty stiff with the ideas running through his head, but he needed something exact.
“Rees is here,” Jeanne said.
“Is he?” More ideas percolated through Ky’s brain. “Perfect. Talan with him?”
Eland guffawed. “Of course. They’re joined at the hip.”
“I think it’s sweet,” Jeanne said. “Bound by love. I only stay with this lout because I’ve never found a better fuck.”
Eland grinned at her, his love for her and her for him obvious. “And you never will.”
“Now I know I’m in the level-three hideaway,” Ky observed. “Big cocks and big egos.”
Eland just laughed and led Jeanne away.
Ky looked around but didn’t see Rees, the Shareem that even Shareem weren’t certain about. Most thought Rees was level three, but Ky, who knew him through their mutual friend Rio, knew that Rees had been a Shareem experiment, a DNAmo special, made to be above and beyond the average Shareem.
Rees had lived apart from the others at the lab as a priceless commodity—the Shareem that was going to take DNAmo into the next dimension in wealth. The researchers did all kinds of things to him both physically and mentally, according to Rio, and Ky was surprised the man had survived.
Rees was also the only Shareem who had ever escaped from DNAmo, twisting the mind of a woman researcher until she helped him. And then she’d cried because he was gone.
Like Calder, Rees could turn a woman who had no intention of being with him into a willing, drooling, half-crazed slave. But the woman who had finally broken through Rees’ shell, a lady called Talan d’Urvey, was anything but a drooling slave. A sweet woman, she’d wrapped big bad-ass Rees around her finger.
Rees was the perfect man to help Ky, and Talan’s presence would keep Brianne from getting too frightened. If nothing else, Ky could point to Rees and say, See, I could be scary like him.
“Come on.” Ky tugged at Brianne’s leash. At first she stared in surprise, then she softened the look as though remembering she was supposed to be submissive.
Ky wanted to laugh. This was going to be fun.
Chapter Nine
Old Friends
Ky found Rees and Talan inside one of the private rooms. They weren’t doing much more than lounging on a sofa, Talan on the big Shareem’s lap, a sheer silk dress baring her limbs and showing plenty of cleavage. Her collar was covered with jewels, and she wore jeweled earrings to match.
A black-haired, heavily muscled level-three Shareem sat with them, holding the hand of a red-haired woman who was laughing at something Rees had just said.
Ky shut the door behind him. “Rio,” he said in surprise. “What the hell are you doing here?”
The black-haired Shareem got up and clapped Ky on the back. “I just couldn’t stay away from Bor Narga, garden spot of the universe.”
“The last time I saw you, you were hightailing it off-planet. What, you got homesick?”
Rio laughed, the sound filling the room. “I came to see old friends. My lady here can’t get enough of Shareem and had the hankering to have some fun.”
The unmasked woman next to him, dressed in a shimmering body-hugging fabric, blushed but smiled. Ky knew she was a princess of the planet Ariel, who had finally succeeded in giving Rio his fondest wish, his freedom from Bor Narga. Rio had also found true love with her.
“I’m surprised they didn’t arrest you,” Ky said.
“Hey, I’m a real live citizen of Ariel and the husband of a princess. I have the ident card to prove it, which I wave under the nose of every patroller who used to piss me off. They can’t do a damn thing to me now.” Rio laughed again.
Must be nice, Ky thought.
Princess Nella said, “I’m trying to push through legislation that will give all Shareem a place on Ariel, but it’s slow. Ariel’s immigration laws are pretty strict and always have been.”
Talan slid from Rees’ lap. The plump morsel with dark red hair wore a mask, but it was a mere strip of black silk across her eyes, not meant to hide her identity. “You are Brianne d’Aroth, aren’t you?”
Brianne’s eyes widened. “Please, keep that to yourself.”
“I would tell no one, and neither would Nella. I am glad to see you’ve learned that being with Shareem is no bad thing.” Talan cocked her head. “You have learned that, haven’t you? No more arresting them? They can’t help what they are.”
Ky moved close to Brianne, wanting to protect her for some reason. “She’s catching on. That’s why we’re here. Bri wants to help Shareem, so I’m showing her what we’re really like.”
Rio’s laughter echoed through the room, and Rees flashed a smile. “She’ll figure out what they’re like if she hangs around you,” Rees said.
“Where’s Aiden?” Rio asked, looking behind Ky as though the level-one Shareem was hiding behind the door.
Ky grew irritated. “You know, I am allowed to go outside without him.”
“Don’t get your cock in a twist,” Rio said. “I just wondered.”
The piercing look Rio gave Ky made Ky pause. Rio’s blue eyes held knowledge and questions he wanted to ask. Questions about Aiden and Ky.
He knew.
But how could he? Ky didn’t even know what he was feeling about Aiden. Besides, Ky and Aiden hadn’t broken the rules about Shareem interaction until recently, after Rio had been long-gone to Ariel. Aiden could have sent Rio a message about it, but Ky didn’t think so, and anyway, why the hell should he?
Rio caught Ky looking hard at him and contrived an innocent air.
Ky growled. “I didn’t come here for a family reunion. I came here for sex. Good old-fashioned, ass-spanking sex.”
Rio’s eyes grew bluer. “I’m all for that.”
“What did you have in mind?” Rees asked.
The atmosphere of the room rapidly changed. Instead of the women looking as though they were about to launch into
an upper-class lady’s charity tea—in odd attire for a tea party—they suddenly quieted in excited anticipation.
Talan and Nella knew what to expect. Brianne didn’t at all. Ky chuckled, pushing away his worry about Rio’s knowledge.
“Let the games begin.”
*** *** ***
Brianne thought they’d remain in the sitting room, which was a bit shabby but normal-enough looking with a few sofas and tables. In response to Ky’s statement, however, Rees rose and led the way through another door.
The room beyond lay in complete darkness except for one light trained on a padded bench in the middle of the room.
“Who wants to be first in the spotlight?” Rees asked.
“Me,” Rio said at once. Brianne sensed the Shareem’s temperature rising as he led his off-planet wife forward. Nella went with him willingly enough. “Definitely me.”
“You’d think he’d never had sex before,” Rees said.
Brianne looked up at Rees, his face incredibly handsome but lacking the face-sculpted perfection of Aiden. Rees’ hair was long and blond, caught once at the nape of his neck and again halfway down his back. He wore a sleeveless tunic that bared his massive biceps and the black chain on his right arm. His eyes were as blue as any other Shareem’s, but he looked down at Brianne with an intensity she hadn’t seen in the others. He could make a woman climax with that gaze.
She felt a tug on her collar. “Pay attention,” Ky growled.
The slight bit of discipline increased the warmth inside her. Brianne should be outraged that a man had the audacity to speak to her in a commanding tone, but secretly she liked it. At least she liked Ky in command. If Dranis had given her an order she’d have punched him in the nose.
“Strip for me, baby,” Rio commanded.
Nella obediently opened her filmy garment and let it slide to her feet. No coyness about it. She had lush curves and plump breasts and a tiny gold ring in one nipple. Brianne absently touched her own breast, wondering why a woman would want herself pierced there.
When Rio flicked his finger over the ring and Nella’s breasts tightened, Brianne thought she understood. To have Ky or Aiden casually touch her like that would be excitement itself.
Rio tapped a control that brought the bench to a position halfway between vertical and horizontal, then he stripped off his own clothes. Brianne froze, riveted to the sight. Ky had opened his pants for her on the train, but she hadn’t seen him naked, or Aiden either.
Rio had muscles on his muscles. His body was tight perfection, arms and chest strong and raw. The sight took her breath away, and she noted that Nella looked him over in great appreciation.
Brianne waited for Rio to tie Nella to the half-reclined bench, but instead Rio leaned back against it and put his arms over his head. “Tie me down, love.”
Nella seemed to know what to do. She bound Rio’s wrists to the rings in the bench with leather tethers, then she bound his ankles to the base.
There he was, spread out for her, a naked Shareem, his cock huge and standing stiff from his body. Brianne’s heartbeat sped.
“All right, sweetheart,” Rio said, his eyes filled with blue. “Do with me what you will. I can take it.”
Nella began kissing and touching Rio all over, running her hands across his dark-haired chest, licking his nipples and his belly and his navel. Rio groaned with happiness.
At last Nella sank to her knees, closed both hands over Rio’s huge cock and took it into her mouth.
“Oh gods,” Rio moaned.
Brianne could no longer see Rees and Talan in the darkness of the room, nor Ky either, but she felt Ky’s leather-clad body pressed tightly to hers. Ky’s fingers slid under Brianne’s skirt to her thigh.
“Is that what we’re going to do?” she whispered to him.
“Not necessarily.”
Brianne bit back disappointment. To have Ky tied up for her would be heavenly. She imagined his body glistening with the oils Aiden made, and then she added Aiden’s broad hands oiling Ky for her. She made a little sound in her throat.
“Don’t get carried away staring at Rio,” Ky said. “If you make me jealous, I’ll punish you.”
“It’s not Rio I’m thinking about.”
Ky stilled as though surprised by her words. He stared at her a moment, eyes glittering in the dark, then he lifted his head and went back to watching Nella and Rio.
Rio’s cock was so large that Nella couldn’t fit it into her mouth, though she had a damned good try. She rubbed her hand around the base in a practiced way, as though she’d learned exactly how to pleasure her Shareem.
Brianne remembered the taste of Ky and felt a twinge of envy and anticipation. He’d been tangy, dark, and good, and she wanted to taste him again. And again.
Ky ran his fingers across Brianne’s thigh and between her legs, his fingers threading through the curls there. “Mmm. Watching makes you wet. My little voyeur.”
Brianne couldn’t really explain that she wasn’t so much interested in Nella and Rio as what Nella and Rio made her think of doing with Ky. And Aiden.
Ky slid his finger over her clit and massaged the lips of her opening. Before Brianne registered the new touch, Ky pressed his finger smoothly inside her. At the invasion, Brianne stiffened, a gasp of pleasure escaping her.
“Would you like to be shaved?” Ky asked. “Like Jeanne?”
Brianne thought of the woman with the Shareem called Eland, how she’d walked about naked and was almost bare between her thighs. “I don’t know. Wouldn’t it itch?”
“I have a lotion—Aiden came up with it—that keeps the skin from itching. I just happen to have brought some with me.”
Just happen to have brought some?
“I don’t know.”
“You’re mine tonight. You obey me. Whatever I want.”
“Oh.”
“Not oh. You say, Yes, master.”
“Yes, mas—that sounds so strange.”
Ky growled. “You so want to be spanked.”
Rio shifted his hips toward Nella’s mouth, his black hair skimming his chest as he turned his head. “Spanking—sounds—fun.”
Rees’ voice came out of the darkness. “Learn obedience, Brianne. It will go easier for you.”
Unlike Rio, his voice held no humor. He wasn’t joking.
“Ky’s the spanking master,” Rio said, then he groaned. “Sweet gods, I’m coming. I love you, Nella.”
Nella held on to him, opening her mouth wider as Rio lifted his hips. Nella took in his come with a look of rapt concentration, reminding Brianne of how she’d taken Ky in the train.
Brianne still couldn’t see Rees, but she heard Talan make a half-squeaking, half-groaning noise overlapped with Rees’ soft laughter.
Ky snaked his hand through Brianne’s hair and tilted her head back to kiss her. His tongue was hard and strong in her mouth.
“I want to fuck you,” he said when he raised his head.
“Oh … I mean, yes, master.”
“I can’t, because I won’t be gentle. I don’t know how to be.”
“Because you’re level three.”
“I should have brought Aiden. I want to fuck this.” He let a second finger join his first inside her. “Then I want to fuck your ass. I’d call that a good night.”
Brianne’s hips rocked, wanting to squeeze his fingers, her heart hammering. Her ass? Did people do that?
In the center of the room, Nella released Rio from his bonds, a huge smile on her face. She squealed with laughter as Rio wrestled her to the floor and pushed her knees open. Before Brianne’s startled eyes, Rio entered Nella, his brown hips rising and falling.
Rees laughed in the darkness again, and Talan said, “More, please, yes.”
Brianne whimpered as Ky’s fingers pressed farther inside her. She’d never felt such a thing. She’d played with her own clit before, bringing herself to climax, but she’d never put anything inside, and on the train, they’d only teased the outside of
her opening.
“I want to come,” she whispered fiercely. “May I come?”
“Asking permission?” Ky growled. “You’re learning, sweetheart.”
“Please, may I?”
“Yes, baby. Come for me.”
A wave of darkness rolled over her, and Brianne’s hips jutted as she tried to drag Ky’s fingers into her. “Ky,” she moaned. “Aiden.”
Ky kept up the rhythm of his fingers, his thumb rocking back and forth on the button of her clit. “That’s good, Brianne.”
Brianne bit her lip to stifle her cries. She wanted more than his fingers inside her, she wanted all of him. Every Shareem inch. And she wanted Aiden. Was that possible? Two men inside her at the same time?
The thought pushed her over the edge. She gave up hiding her noises and cried out. Ky caught the sound on his lips, kissing her hard as Brianne rocked against his hand.
Brianne heard Talan and Rees in the darkness, both of them making muffled groans. Rio drove into Nella in silence, and she moaned and squirmed, loving what he did to her.
Brianne gave one last cry, then Ky gathered her against him, his leather cool against her bare arms. She felt his heart slamming against his ribs, his body temperature high.
“You called out for Aiden,” he said. “You want him?”
“Yes.” Brianne drew a long breath. “And you.” Her heartbeat wound even faster.
“Do you, now?”
“Yes.” So do you, she wanted to add.
Ky eased from her. Before Brianne could reach for him again, stumbling on her too-high heels, he abruptly turned away and faded into the blackness.
“Ky?”
Brianne reached for him again and contacted empty air. The sound of the door opening and closing answered her.
Brianne’s wave of panic subsided almost immediately. The languor of her own climax coupled with the endorphins that floated through the room calmed her down, made her almost languid.
Ky had left her for the moment, but she’d be all right. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her. For some reason she wanted to believe and trust Ky, to submit to him in truth.
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