by K. A Knight
Carmen tries to wiggle out of the way, but she’s bound too tightly for her movements to be effective. Her pale skin erupts in those tiny goosebumps I love so much, even the skin around her nipples tightens beautifully, her pink buds hardening. I flick each one then nod to Vrid. He hands me a clamp and we both get to work attaching them to her nipples.
Carmen whines as we tighten them, squeezing her pink buds between the metal bars.
“Perfect,” I growl, taking a step back. Vrid presses the button on his sash that he just happens to be wearing, and the left clamp buzzes to life. Carmen moans, her hips moving as she fucks the air. I waltz over to my closet and push the button on my sash. Carmen’s mewls let me know the other has turned on as well.
Vrid grabs the spray and spreads her pussy lips before blasting her clit with the cold. Carmen’s thighs begin to shake before he stops.
Tears glisten in her eyes and I know it’s time. “Are you ready to say you’re sorry, Carmen?” he questions. She nods. Vrid removes the gag and more saliva falls from her mouth. “Well? Tell Ryx and I how sorry you are.”
“I-I’m sorry.” Her voice is quiet but firm.
“What do you think, Ryx? Was that good enough?” Vrid wonders, his hand on his chin.
“Good enough for me. Unhook her.” I can’t take it anymore, the need to be inside my mate overrides the need to punish her. I can sense Vrid feels the same as he unbinds her ankles and wrists. She almost collapses in his arms, but he moves in behind her with her back to his chest and picks her up under her knees. He turns to face me with her legs spread, her pussy glistening.
“Taste our mate. Warm her back up,” he instructs me.
I growl as I move between her legs, running my nose along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. I let out a long exhale, my hot breath warming her chilled pussy lips. She moans, her hands coming down to grip my horns, tugging me to her core.
“Yes. Please, Ryx,” she begs. “I need this.”
I love it when she begs.
Extending my tongue, I lick up her slit ever so lightly, feeling how cold her skin is. I lap at her, inching deeper. She trembles as I warm her chilled core. I slide one hand up her body and squeeze her breasts, and with the other I circle her entrance.
“Yes!” she cries, as she presses her pussy against my lips. I dip my finger inside her and swirl around in her wetness, then inch my way back to her puckered hole.
She groans as I slowly push my finger inside her ass. “Oh fuck!” The curse leaves her lips when I begin to fuck her ass with my finger, while devouring her pussy with my tongue. Her body begins to tremble with her impending orgasm, but I’m not done denying her yet.
I slip my finger out and pull my face away from her aching core, her cream covering my lips. Vrid tosses Carmen onto my bed. She squeals when she’s mid-air, but I head to the bathroom before she lands, wanting to wash my hands.
When I come back out, I find Vrid manhandling her pussy. He’s holding one of her legs down with one hand, the other with his tail as he works her cunt with three fingers, preparing her for us.
Carmen moans, her back arching off the bed, eyes closed, and her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. Vrid adds a fourth finger, stretching Carmen’s entrance so beautifully I might just come from watching.
I join them on the bed and lay on my side next to Carmen. I toy with her nipples as Vrid finger fucks her cunt. Vrid releases her leg and shoves his pants down, then pulls his cream-coated fingers from our mate and rubs her arousal around the head of his cock. He lies down on the other side of Carmen and rolls her to face me. His large hand wraps behind her ankle and lifts her foot up next to her face, spreading her cunt wide, and enters her from behind.
She groans as he fills her. I watch with rapt attention as he lazily fucks her, keeping her on edge needing more.
“Faster,” she pleads. “Please, Vrid, I need more.”
“You’ll get what you want, little mate,” he promises. “More than this tight pussy can handle.”
Carmen screams when he buries himself with one quick thrust. “Fuck, yes!” she shouts, her pitch growing increasingly higher. Vrid slows down and locks eyes with me, nodding once. I abandon her magnificent breasts and slide my hand down her body to circle her clit. She bucks into my hand, screaming out. I land a spank on her exposed cunt, knowing we both like it, then add my finger inside her core next to Vrid’s cock.
“W-What are you—Ahh!” she cries out when I add a second finger, stretching her pussy, preparing her to take us both.
“Here, this will help,” Vrid offers, bringing his tail up to her hole. He allows a few droplets of his serum to drip onto my fingers. I thrust them up inside her and feel her cunt relax, expanding, ready to accept us both.
“Are you ready to take both of your mates, Carmen?” I ask, my voice deepening with desire. “Are you ready for your tight pussy to be stuffed with your warriors’ cocks?”
“Oh, fuck yes!” she yells out.
“Such a bad girl, isn’t she, Vrid?”
“So bad she’s good,” he agrees.
Unable to not be inside her for another moment, I pull my fingers from her core and slip my pants off, lubricating my cock just as Vrid did. I scoot closer, lining myself up with her entrance, and start to press inside her, sliding my cock along Vrid’s shaft. I take her mouth as I do this, muffling her cries as my cock throbs at the exquisite sensations. I want to feel her pain as if it were my own, become one with her emotions. As I push farther in, she moans into my lips and Vrid stills, waiting for me to continue. She cries out, pulling her lips from mine when I seat myself inside her.
“Oh, God. I-I can’t do this,” she moans.
“You can and you will, little mate,” I tell her. “You do this because we like it, and because deep down, you do too. You do this because you deserve the pain before you’ve earned your pleasure.”
Vrid and I each begin to play with her tits as the clamps buzz away on her nipples. “Feel the clamps as they bite into your nipples,” I urge her. “Feel Vrid’s body behind you and me in front of you. Feel our cocks stretching you so fully, so completely that you can hardly maintain composure.”
Carmen mewls and I begin to circle her clit once more. “Feel us. Your mates. Feel our love for you, our devotion.”
“I feel you both, Ryx. I feel it,” she rasps, her chest heaving. I flick her clit and she cries out. Vrid sucks on the crook of her neck as we begin to fuck her in tandem, sliding in and out of her with perfect timing. I slide my finger over her clit faster, and Vrid bites her neck, drawing her blood, fueling all of our desires.
“Oh, God!” she cries out. “I’m gonna come!”
“We are too, little mate,” I manage to growl out. “Just hang on one more minute.”
Vrid pulls off of her neck and looks down our bodies, watching our cocks fill our mate so completely as her cunt stretches to take us.
“Fuck, you are so beautiful, little mate,” Vrid praises. “Such a good girl to take your mates like this.”
Vrid locks eyes with me and I nod. Neither of us can hang on any longer. We speed up our tandem fucking and I play her clit like a musical instrument as we all come apart.
Growls, cries, screams, and moans reverberate around my room as we all come together. Our cum merges inside our mate in a potent mix. My vision goes white, and for a moment I feel like I’m floating through the sky.
When I finally come back down, Vrid and I pull out of our mate, who is too exhausted to move. Vrid grabs some towels from the bathroom and tosses one to me as he cleans Carmen. I remove the nipple clamps and place them on my nightstand.
“Let’s sleep in my room,” he suggests, gesturing down the hall with his head. Vrid scoops Carmen up from the cum-filled bed and we head down to his room. I pull the sheets back as he lays her down between us like the fucking queen she is.
We cuddle next to her, each holding on to one of her breasts like a youngling would a soft blanket. Before sleep takes me, I th
ink about what it will be like someday to plant a youngling inside my mate, to watch her belly grow with our young.
With that thought on my mind, I fall fast asleep with a smile on my face.
41
Kronk
I can’t help it, I need to see her.
The meeting to discuss the Yarek threat with Klan Avuk ran later than we thought. After hours of going over strategies, the only immediate solution we agreed on is to step up security and training. Xal suggested we send scouting Klans out since not much has been discovered.
It’s the middle of the night now and I know she will be sleeping, but my mate is calling to me. I can’t rest...can’t settle until I have seen her with my own eyes, so I slip into Vrid’s room. The scent of sex and blood lingers in the air, making my eyes and horns darken as my cock twitches. But I ignore that urge and instead lean back in the shadows and watch my mate. I tell myself I won’t stay long. I’m just checking on her then I will leave her to her other mates...but I can’t seem to move away.
Exhaustion is tugging at me, but my eyes are locked on the naked, sleeping form of Carmen. She is tucked between Vrid and Ryx, their hands spanning her breasts and waist, all of their legs tangled together. She is so beautiful, so soft and loving, that sometimes it makes me feel dirty. That I’m wrong for even touching her, like I am not good enough to even look at her...not that I will ever stop.
She is mine...ours.
Whether we deserve her or not, she is never getting away from us. She is too intertwined in our Klan, too important. There isn’t an us without her anymore, even I can tell that. Before her, we were functioning, we were warriors...a Klan. But now? Now we are a family and she is the heart of that. She calls to something in all of us. She makes us more than we thought we could ever be, she makes us want to be better.
She sighs in her sleep, a soft little noise that has my heart clenching. She unravels me. If anyone knew just how weak she makes me...I shake my head at the thought, restraining my growl. I have never had a weakness until her. That rage, that darkness inside me is still there, wrapped around my mind, but when I’m with her it seems less...it feels manageable. Not that she is bothered by it, she enjoys it when we are just as crazy as she is. She stirs again as if she can feel me close, feel my eyes moving along her skin. So, with one last stolen look, I slip from the room and into mine. Xal is waiting and I nod at him as he chains me up before he, too, leaves.
I force my eyes closed, knowing I need to sleep. My last thought, as always, before the nightmares and memories claim me is of her.
I jerk awake, my senses blaring, a growl already leaving my lips as I fight the chains, caught between the massacre of the red fields where we fought and the present until a soft, warm hand lands on my cheek. It cups my skin, the warmth...the familiarity sinking deep and waking me fully. Blinking my eyes open, they lock on the shining ones of Carmen. She is sitting before me, her body almost touching mine, but smartly only her hand is. She knows I am dangerous when like this, yet no fear exists in those emerald depths.
“There you are,” she whispers, still stroking my cheek. “Come back to me, wherever your mind has gone...I want it back. You’re mine and I’m telling you to come back.” Her soft tones soothe me, like a balm to the frayed edges of my sanity.
“Little one,” I warn, my voice rough...almost feral. I fight off the madness and instead focus on her. She must see the battle in my eyes, but she doesn’t move away, just continues to stroke my cheek with a smile on her face as I finally come back to myself completely.
“There you are, big guy.” She grins.
“You shouldn’t be around me when I’m like this,” I grumble, looking away from her.
She grips my cheeks in her small hands, and forces me to look at her, her gaze fierce, eyes flashing. “Yes, I should. I love you, Kronk, both when you’re strong and when you’re not.” She ignores my growl and her whole face seems to soften. “When you are weak, when you can’t fight...I will. I’ll always bring you back from the brink, you will never be alone again. Get used to it, big guy, ‘cause I’m not going anywhere.”
I search her eyes and nod. She releases the vice-like grip on my face and drops a kiss there. “I have a plan, big guy, it might take months or years, but I won’t give up.”
“Plan?” I ask, tugging on my chains, wanting to be close to her, to hold her, touch her. She must understand, because she gracefully rises from her knees and starts to unbind me, her robe fluttering around her, giving me a glimpse of her creamy skin.
“The end game will be that you’ll never have to be locked up again. I know you’re scared of hurting me and your Klan, but I have faith in you. You will never hurt us. Your Klan knows that, it’s time you realise it too, start small. I’ll become your chain and the others will be your anchors, holding you to this reality. I want to sleep next to you, big guy, I want you wrapped around me. And what I want, I get,” she purrs, and then winks down at me. “Before you start to protest, know that this is happening whether you like it or not. It’s easier to just get on board with my crazy schemes.”
I ingest her words and think through them. “I would like to be able to hold you...and when we have younglings, to look after them,” I agree reluctantly.
“Exactly, so buckle up, big guy, we have a long road ahead of us,” she promises, as the last chain drops, freeing me from the bed. I yank down my arms and work out the sore muscles as she plops into my lap and curls up there. I wrap my arms around her and lean back against the headboard, almost purring with contentment.
“Do you think about our younglings?” I inquire. We’ve never really discussed it before, but I am betting the others have mentioned it.
She tilts her head back and looks at me, letting me see the truth in her eyes. “Yes, I’ve always wanted children. Can you imagine little Ryx’s running around? Or little Xal’s spying on everyone?” She laughs as I huff. “I would love to be a mother…”
“But?” I prompt, narrowing my eyes on her.
“Is there a rush?” she asks, looking away from me for a moment. “I want children, I do, and I know the main reason why you receive Harvest Girls is for mating, but we just settled down, and after everything that’s happened…” She trails off.
“Yes?” I encourage her to keep going, wanting to hear where my mate is coming from.
She sighs. “Honestly? I want to explore. I want to have fun and get to know my mates before I’m too fat to even move or have a home filled with kids. I’m not saying never, I’m just saying…”
“Not now,” I finish for her. I’ll admit, I never wanted children. I never wanted to pass on the madness in my blood, but when Carmen came along, it was a thought that rooted in the back of my mind. Since her arrival, I have wondered what it would be like, but I understand her reasoning. There is no rush, vekk, I want this time with her too. I’m selfish, and younglings will require most of her attention. At this time in my life, I’m feeling greedy and I want her as much as I can have her.
“There is no rush, little one,” I assure her, pulling her close and stroking her side to comfort her. “When we are ready, it will happen. Until then, we have each other.”
“But the others—” She starts, and I cut her off.
“Won’t mind,” I state, as I tip her head up again. “Yes, they want children, but they want you more. They can wait, we all can until we are all ready. Whatever we do now, we do it together. As a Klan.”
“A Klan,” she agrees, and then wiggles closer, sighing in happiness as she relaxes in my arms.
“Did you have fun yesterday?” I question, glad to have her here with me.
“Yes, Vrid and I explored and sparred and then I came back to my punishment.” She laughs, but I hear the arousal in her voice. Our little mate enjoys her punishments. It wouldn’t surprise me if she didn’t keep getting into trouble just to receive them. “What about you?”
“Long day,” I groan. “I spent it with Shiloh’s mates, Klan Avuk, discussing t
he Yarek threat, nothing is for sure yet, but we are stepping up security. I want you to be extra careful. I know your nature is to explore and sneak out, but I insist you take one of us with you for the foreseeable future. I couldn’t forgive myself if anything ever happened to you, little one,” I growl, the thought alone making me angry.
Carmen jilts at the word Yarek. “Are-Are they back?” she stammers. “I thought they were gone.”
“There have been sightings,” I answer her honestly, wanting my mate to know the threats that surround her every day. “Promise, little one, promise to always keep one of us close by your side.”
“I promise,” she agrees. “You think they’re going to attack Earth again?” she inquires worriedly.
“No, they know that would be a death sentence, this is something different. I’m not sure what though. I guess time will tell, but we will be ready for them when they pounce. We will kill them all this time, wipe them from existence.”
She shivers against me and I smirk when I smell her arousal, but I know she must be sore from last night, so I push away my own need. We have our whole lives for that. “What do you want to do today, little one?” I ask, changing the subject.
“Can we just...be?” she requests. “I enjoy going out and all that, but we haven’t stopped in a while. Let’s just be together today. All of us. We can stay here and eat and sleep, and I can get some dicks.”
I huff but she carries on.
“Let’s just relax,” she finishes.
“Sounds perfect,” I agree, happy to do whatever she wants. Every day is perfect with our mate. Her stomach growls then, making us both laugh. She gets to her feet and I slap her ass. “Come on, little one, we better feed you.”
She grabs my hand and swings it back and forth like always as we leave the room. At the top of the stairs, I scoop her up and vault over the railing, making her laugh as we land at the bottom. Ryx spins and crouches defensively, but when he sees it’s us, he rolls his eyes.
