Alien Conquest

by Tracy St. John

  Tra­nis’ mouth fed at her wom­an­hood, sip­ping her del­i­cate wine from her font. Li­don suck­led one erect nip­ple then the next, as if com­par­ing the two. De­gorsk’s tongue wove sin­u­ously in her mouth. They con­sumed her un­til she could stand no more.

  “Now,” Cas­sidy groaned as soon as she pulled away from De­gorsk’s de­li­cious kiss. “I need you in me now, Tra­nis.”

  He was ea­ger to com­ply. The other two moved aside to al­low him com­plete ac­cess to her body. Tra­nis propped him­self up on his hands as if do­ing a pushup. Cas­sidy po­si­tioned him so that he’d en­ter her sex with both or­gans. She groaned in de­light as he filled her to burst­ing.

  Still gen­tle, the Dramok rocked slowly within her, his gaze drink­ing in her lush body. She ran her hands over his mas­sive chest, his strong shoul­ders, and his square-jawed hand­some face. An en­tire life­time with this man and the oth­ers to love and cher­ish was hers to claim. She could have wept from hap­pi­ness.

  But Tra­nis had found that spe­cial spot, and heart­felt sen­ti­men­tal­ity gave way be­fore brute lust. Cas­sidy writhed be­neath her lover, her cries build­ing with the plea­sure he gave her. She lifted her hips, driv­ing against him, seek­ing com­ple­tion un­til it swept over her.

  When the most mind-steal­ing spasms faded to slow pulses, she moaned, “My clan. I want my whole clan.”

  In an in­stant, Tra­nis lifted her up, still im­paled on his sexes. Li­don knelt be­hind her. The Nobek pressed into her most taboo ori­fice, his nat­u­ral lu­bri­ca­tion slid­ing him eas­ily in­side her. De­gorsk stood on the bed, his ea­ger sexes at mouth level. Cas­sidy took the larger be­tween her lips while her hand pumped the smaller.

  They thrust into her flesh, claim­ing her once again. Her body ea­gerly ac­cepted them, a will­ing re­cep­ta­cle for their needs. The air filled with the sweet­est of sounds: the moist move­ments of sex­ual fric­tion, moans and sighs of per­vad­ing bliss, whis­pers of love and de­vo­tion. Their com­bined musk of Kalquo­rian cin­na­mon and Earther sea salt blended in an ol­fac­tory sym­phony.

  Cas­sidy rode Tra­nis and Li­don’s com­bined lunges, ris­ing and fall­ing be­tween them. Filled to her ut­most en­durance, she grunted around De­gorsk’s driv­ing length. The three men were quick­en­ing their pace, seek­ing ex­al­ta­tion in her warmth.

  Tra­nis went first, call­ing her name as he gave her his of­fer­ing. Mo­ments later Li­don stiff­ened be­hind her, his gasps tinged with growl­ing. Al­most at the same time, De­gorsk groaned low in his throat, fill­ing her mouth with his juices. Cas­sidy joined them in ec­stasy, her moans stut­ter­ing as she swal­lowed the hot sweet­ness pour­ing down her throat.

  Sweeter than the shared or­gasm was the lack of guilt as Cas­sidy gave her­self over to her clan. Was she damned for lov­ing three alien men? Only fac­ing her maker would an­swer that ques­tion, but she thought true love must be a re­deemable trans­gres­sion. Cas­sidy had come to terms with the fact that, like her mother, she sinned for love – a worth­while sin if ever there was one.

  The End

  Other books by Tracy St. John avail­able at Ama­zon:

  Un­holy Union

  The Font

  To Pro­tect and Ser­vice: Rav­en­ous Virtue

  THE CLANS OF KALQUOR SE­RIES:

  Alien Em­brace

  Alien Rule

  Alien Con­quest

  Alien Sal­va­tion

  Alien Slave

  Alien In­ter­ludes: Clans of Kalquor Short Sto­ries

  Alien Re­demp­tion

  Alien Refuge

  Alien Caged

  CLAN BE­GIN­NINGS

  To Clan and Con­quer

  Clan and Con­vic­tion

  OTHER CLANS OF KALQUOR BOOKS

  Sis­ter Kather­ine

  Shalia’s Di­ary Book 1

  Shalia’s Di­ary Book 2

  THE NETHER­WORLD SE­RIES:

  Drop Dead Sexy

  Blood Po­tion No. 9

  Once Bit­ten Twice Dead

  Please visit Tracy’s web­site at http://www.tra­cys­tjohn.com/

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