Alien Bond

by Tracy Lauren

  I bite my lip. I’m not sure how vocal I can be in this moment. It’s not that I’m normally shy, but this situation is just so…wild. “I don’t know, I—” My words are cut short when Mire pulls my shirt open. I gasp in surprise.

  “Can you moan for us?” he asks, and I feel Gile press in behind me. His hands rest on the now bare skin of my stomach and his hard cock juts against my ass. I relax into his hold and when his teeth scrape at my shoulder I do just as Mire asks—I moan for them.

  “Just like that,” he tells me, his voice low, barely more than a gruff whisper. “And if there’s something you particularly enjoy, will you scream your pleasure?”

  Oh Lordy.

  “I’m not sure if I can,” I say breathily, slowly gaining my courage. I cock a brow at Mire. “You might have to give me an example.”

  Mire doesn’t hesitate to meet my request. As brazen as the man can be, I’m still shocked when he reaches between us to rip my pants open. I hear the seams shredding, but before I have the chance to gasp my surprise, his hand is shoved down the front of the torn material and thick fingers are slicking through my wetness…just before they penetrate me. And sure enough, I scream for Gile and Mire.

  My knees grow weak, but Gile keeps me on my feet and I grind my ass against his erection as Mire pumps into me. His thumb grazes my clit with each thrust.

  I venture a look at what Mire is doing to me, and God it’s such a wonderfully dirty sight. My pants are torn open and my shirt gapes, leaving my breasts exposed for his hungry eyes. My fleshy mounds jiggle as he rocks me with his fingers and Gile’s hands skim upward. He’s either reading my mind or following Mire’s gaze, but he takes the opportunity to tease and pluck at my nipples.

  “Oh fuck,” I groan, rocking between the two men. Already I’m so wet that the sounds coming from my pants are fit for one of those porn movies I was thinking about.

  “You are beautiful,” Mire tells me, his eyes raking over my face and body. And with these guys showering me with their love, I do feel beautiful…and sexy, and desired. And my arousal right now, it isn’t just about the way they make my body feel, it’s about how they make my heart feel too.

  Gile sweeps my hair out of his way once more, as he devours my neck and I reach my hand behind me to anchor myself against him. I’m practically hanging off the men as Mire pounds into my pussy. It’s delicious, everything about this is utterly delicious.

  “This feels so good,” I moan.

  “You are wet for us, Mel. Your cunt is dripping, soaking my hand. I can feel how much you enjoy our touches.”

  “Oh hell yes.” My body inches closer and closer to orgasm. It won’t be long if they keep talking dirty like that.

  “Just imagine how wet you will be for our cocks,” Gile whispers against my neck. It makes me think of both their big, hard cocks pressing into me at the same time, my body lax and helpless to do anything beyond take what they’ve got to give me. I’m at the brink. Then Gile pinches my nipple and bites at my neck. It sends me over the edge and I cum for them, screaming out my delight. Mire keeps pumping into my wet cunt even as my waves of pleasure begin to fade, and when his fingers finally slide out of me, I’m left wanting more.

  Apparently Gile is too, because he spins me around for a kiss. Behind me I hear the distinct sound of a belt loosening. Mire is undressing. There’s an immature side of me screaming giddily in my brain, I can’t believe this is really happening! This is the dirtiest of fantasies and I actually get to live it. Two glorious men are about to make love to me.

  Chapter 34

  Mire

  Mel clings to Gile as their kisses grow more passionate. Already she has a tousled look about her that makes me think of sex. I can’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Eager to bring my mate to another orgasm, I undress. My impossibly hard cock springs free from my pants, aching to make this bond between us tangible.

  The three of us here together, this is all new. It is the first time Gile and I are coming together to pleasure our mate. The idea of working simultaneously to please her is thrilling. There have been so many firsts with Mel. So many new beginnings. I feel a sense of reverence for this moment, and for every moment we spend together embracing our bond. Because no other Sovolian has been so blessed as Gile and I—not for centuries at least. And I must make every moment count. I will put everything into this love to honor what the rest of my race will never have.

  Our mate. I smooth my hands over her shoulders, scarcely able to believe we have the freedom to love, to build a life and a family. That is a thought that strikes me as particularly amazing…we might create a child. Half Sovolian, half human, all love. It could be a son, strong and loyal, like his fathers. Or it might be a daughter. The idea is staggering. I cannot imagine what she will be like and already I long to meet her. The love I feel swells in my chest.

  I know the Nev think of the humans as Goddesses, and I wonder if perhaps they are right. That Mel could create a Sovolian daughter seems miraculous. What a gift that would be. With those thoughts in my mind, I vow that I will spend the rest of my life showing Mel how grateful I am for everything that she is and everything that she has given to Gile and me both—love, family, and a future filled with hope.

  I help Mel slip the rest of the way out of her shirt. Then I kneel, tugging her pants down to her ankles and allowing her to gingerly step out of them. Her bare bottom is too enticing to ignore at this angle and I knead her soft, fleshy globes.

  Mel moans against Gile’s mouth and spreads her legs, inviting me to please her once more. I bite back a growl and eagerly dip my tongue into the valley between her cheeks. She rises up on her toes, giving me access. I have already teased her pussy tonight, making her slick with her desire. Now I will prime the tight O of her ass. She seems so eager. One of her hands reaches back to help spread herself open for me.

  To have such an eager mate… I groan, my sac tightening with the need for release. Precum drips in big, heavy globules and I wipe the end of my dick, wetting my fingers with my seed…just before I push them back into Mel’s tight pussy. If we fill her with enough of our seed she will grow rounded with our child, then there will be no more of this trial run business and she will be ours once and for all.

  Mel bounces against my hand, bucking her ass into my tongue. She wants this as badly as we do and to prove it, she shoves Gile back into his seat and drops to her knees. My sweet mate looks over her shoulder once, to make sure that I will follow her…as if it is not my whole purpose for living. Then, she helps Gile unbuckle his pants and guides his cock to her mouth. I cannot see the way she pleasures him, but I can see my brother throw his head back in ecstasy.

  I think I like this position, with Mel bent over and on her knees. It gives me full access to all my favorite places and I lick her asshole until Gile’s cock is muffling her screams. She loves it when I tongue her here, I realize. It makes me yearn to see how she likes a cock buried deep in this hole. The thought makes me feel close to cumming, but I am not ready yet. I want to be inside Mel when I finish. I want both of us inside her.

  “I am too close,” Gile says, choking on the words. Mel lifts her head and he looks down at her appreciatively, love in his eyes. “And I am not ready for this to end.”

  “Then help me focus on Mel,” I say, and she yelps when I quickly hoist her up onto the nearest control panel. Spreading her legs, I position my throbbing cock at her core. She bites at her rosy bottom lip in anticipation.

  “Are you ready for us, my mate?” Mel whimpers and nods her head.

  Oh how beautiful she is—naked before us, her eyes filled with lust, and her hair wild around her face. I rub my cock against her and Mel bites back her desirous mewling sounds. Hungrily, I thrust into her and she throws her head back, screaming. Mel feels so perfect, so tight and hot, but I do not thrust into her again. Instead I put my arms under her legs and lift her up. She clings to my neck and whimpers again.

  “You’re so strong,” she tells me, her voice tiny
and filled with awe. The praise makes me swell with pride as Gile pulls in close behind her. He kisses at her shoulder once more and I can feel him positioning himself against our mate’s tightest hole.

  Mel’s eyes go wide. “Oh wow…okay, we’re really doing this.” She gulps, looking nervous again and her fingers tighten their grip on my shoulders.

  “We will be gentle with you, Mel. This is all for you, for your pleasure. We can go as slow or as fast as you like.”

  “Slow. At first we’ll go very, very slow. Okay?” she instructs.

  True to our mate’s request, Gile inches his way into her. I can feel her pussy tensing and growing tighter as he does. It is almost too much to bear. I have never felt anything so incredible in all my life. There is only one thing in this life that I want more than thrusting into her right now, and that is bringing her more pleasure. So I force myself to remain still and wait for her to give me the signal to move once more. Once Gile is fully sated she takes a few deep breaths.

  “I don’t know guys…” she exhales. “This is a lot…”

  “And if I do this?” I ask, gently bouncing her. The motion is painfully slow, but her eyes slowly close and her mouth falls into a soft O.

  “Oh…okay, that’s kind of nice actually. Keep doing that.”

  So Gile and I keep the rhythm going, working together to pump into her. I watch the pleasure on her face as he showers her shoulders with kisses.

  “More,” she begs quietly and we increase our pace. Already I can feel her wetness dripping down to my balls.

  My brow sweats as I struggle to keep my own climax at bay. “I long to fill you with my seed,” I tell her, “but I want to feel your pussy tremble around my cock first.”

  “Then keep talking,” she advises breathily.

  I need little encouragement to sing the praises of my mate’s loving body. And if this is what she needs to cum for us, I will gladly give her all she requests. “Your pussy is like heaven, Mel. It feels so tight gripping onto my cock.”

  “You were made to have us inside you,” Gile adds, nuzzling against her. His hands go to her tits, teasing her further. “Our perfect mate.”

  “Nothing…has ever…felt…so perfect…as this,” I grit out between thrusts.

  She bites down hard onto her bottom lip, a moan coming from deep in her throat.

  “She looks ready to cum again,” I tell Gile, not breaking eye contact with my mate. She nods frantically and we thrust harder.

  “Oh! Oh God yes, I’m cumming!” she screams. Her hand quickly flies over her mouth in surprise, likely worried that Kellan and Reagan will hear us. But I don’t care who is listening. Let the whole galaxy know how much we love our mate. I think Gile must feel the same way, because when we cum, we roar along with our release.

  Mel melts against me, her arms wrapped around my neck as she giggles softly. It takes a long while before any of us can speak. “Wow. That was intense,” she says finally.

  “It was beautiful,” Gile adds, pulling out of her to search the cabinets for something to clean up with. He returns with a towel. Mel tilts her head up and they kiss lovingly as I hold her.

  “Why don’t you both go rest?” Gile offers. “I will take the con.”

  The idea is enticing to say the least. Only…I feel I should help my brother man the bridge. It seems the space around Elysia grows more treacherous by the day. But when Mel snuggles into me, I know what my answer will be.

  “Send me a comm if there is any trouble?”

  “You know I will. Now, go get some sleep,” he says, clapping me on the shoulder.

  Reluctantly, I release Mel so we can pull our clothes on. And she laughs, pressing her hand against her forehead when we realize her pants have been torn so badly they no longer close. As we make our way down the corridor, one of her soft human hands is in mine and the other clutches her pants in an effort to keep them up around her waist.

  When we get to the captain’s quarters I am thankful to find that Reagan and Kellan are no longer there. Perhaps they have gone to the galley, or found their own room. I do not know, but I am glad I have the large captain’s bed to share with my sleepy mate.

  “It was a scary day,” she tells me as she discards her clothing.

  “It was,” I agree.

  “Is this what life is like for you guys? All wild adventures and run-ins with death?”

  “It can be sometimes. But I think the idea of farming has grown more appealing to me. Perhaps Bossan or Kellan can take over any off-world business so that Gile and I can remain close to the village—close to you.”

  “I like that idea. Let’s make a deal, next time we leave Elysia it will be to go on a vacation—not a rescue mission into a pirate’s fight pit.”

  “That is a deal I would love to make.” I flop down into the bed and Mel climbs in on top of me. She rests her head on my chest and we fall silent as I gently stroke her back.

  “So…you were scared today too?” she asks after a while.

  “I was. Hell…I often am.”

  “You are?” And though she still lies on my chest I can imagine the confusion written on her face.

  “It is terrifying to lose, Mel, because losing means death.”

  “But you still fought,” she points out. “You didn’t run away or give up.”

  “Today I fought. But I must admit, for a long time I had stopped.”

  “I don’t believe that. I’ve heard stories about how you, Gile, and Gorrard saved everyone in darkspace. And you were there to help rescue me from the UPC.”

  “That is not the kind of fighting I was talking about. I spent a long time living on the outskirts, Mel, afraid to let anyone get close. All because I was so afraid to lose again…like I had lost Ash.”

  Mel remains silent, contemplative, and so I go on.

  “Since I met you, Mel… since the day you chose me to walk with you off that UPC ship, I have been a changed man. For the first time in years, I feel like I am fighting again. Only this time it is something worth fighting over. Does that make sense?”

  She sits up and frowns, shaking her head. I rub my hand over her face, thinking of how I might get her to understand me.

  “As a Sovolian I have a duty to be loyal and to protect. And so I stay at the village, watchful of the others, helping where I can. But since I met you, I have gained the courage to care again. I am still scared…even more now, because I love you. I would never want to lose you. But I choose this over shutting myself off from love. I choose our village over hiding my heart. It is an easy choice. I will embrace my fears if it means I get to have you.”

  Mel blinks and errant tears slip down her cheeks. “What is it?” I ask, wiping her tears away.

  “I love you too,” she tells me with a soft smile.

  Chapter 35

  Mel

  When I wake up I’m alone in the big captain’s bed. I groan, reaching for Mire. But he’s nowhere to be found. An angry-sounding beep echoes in the room and I realize that’s what woke me. Someone’s trying to send me a comm.

  “Yeah?” I yell out into the room.

  “Mel?” It’s Gile’s voice, but it doesn’t sound light and playful like it normally does and I sit up abruptly in the bed.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Come down to the bridge, we’ll explain when you’re here.”

  Fuck.

  I hurry to throw on my clothes, but my pants are demolished so I have to settle for some ginormous linen-like pajama pants that I found in a drawer. Luckily rolling the top down makes them somewhat more serviceable.

  Then, I run to the bridge. My brain tries to work out the danger I’m sure to be running into, but since my abduction…I just can’t fathom what could come next. Haven’t we had enough? Don’t we deserve a damn happily ever after already?

  I’m further confused when I run onto the bridge and Gile and Mire are sitting there. Their expressions look grim, but other than that…they appear relaxed in their seats.

 
“Tell me,” I demand. Let’s get this over with. Gile and Mire look at each other uneasily.

  “It’s Reagan,” Gile says. “She’s gone.”

  “What?” She ran away again? After everything that happened, she ran away?

  “She and Kellan left in the night. There’s a message.”

  “Play it.”

  No sooner than I make the request, Reagan’s face fills the view screen.

  “Hey…” she starts awkwardly with an embarrassed smile. “Kellan thought I should leave a message this time. Just so everyone knows I’m okay. And I am,” she hurries to say. “I’m just not ready to go back. And Kellan…he’s offered to be my guide. He has business out in the stars and he’s invited me along with him. It’s not the solo mission I was dreaming of, but it’s a chance at least. And I’m afraid if I go back now I’ll never get that chance again. I’m sorry, Mel, I know you went to a lot of trouble and you’re probably going to get a lot more from Gabby once you get back into Beacon…but I just need to do this, ya know?”

  Kellan steps into the background then. “It’s time,” I hear him say. Reagan nods.

  “I’ll see you again, okay? Don’t worry about me.” Then the video cuts off and just like that, I’m staring out into space once more.

  I hang my head in my hand, unsure of how I should feel. I wish she would have told me instead of leaving a video. That way I could have hugged her goodbye.

  I feel two sets of hands pulling me into an embrace and I’m surrounded by my Sovolians. It’s comforting and lessens some of the hurt.

  “I’m okay,” I tell them, enjoying my hug sandwich. I keep my eyes locked onto the view screen, staring out at the stars.

  “Kellan did something with the computers—he is good with that. I didn’t know they were leaving until they were already long gone,” Gile explains. “I would have told you sooner, had I known.”

  “I know you would have. It’s okay,” I tell them. “She should go…I’m just going to miss her.”