Auctioned: A Dark Sci-Fi Menage Romance

by Piper Stone

  My balls were so tight, the discomfort almost too much to bear. I grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her toward me. She was not going to forget the man—the monster who’d first tasted her.

  She licked down the underside of my shaft, taking first one testicle into her mouth then the other, using her strong jaw muscles to clamp down. The pressure was intense. Amazing. I tossed my head back and forth, my heart racing and my head swimming from the filthy thoughts roaring back and forth in vivid images. I gripped both sides of her head, shoving her mouth down on every single inch.

  Her gagging sounds were quickly switched into soft purrs as she sucked vigorously. She wanted this as much as I did.

  “Damn, brother. I can’t get enough,” Greson struggled to say, gasping for breath as he swayed back and forth.

  As the nubs on my shaft rose to the surface, I realized I would have difficulty holding back, although all I wanted to do was spew hot cum down her throat.

  “It’s time,” Greson half bellowed, yanking her away from me and tossing her onto the bedding. He crawled onto the bed, spreading her legs wide open, pushing them against the material.

  She reached for him, her eyes glassing over, her body wiggling as she whimpered.

  I moved toward the single dresser located in my sparse room, opening the drawer even as I was unable to take my eyes off her. The way her porcelain face shimmered in the dim light was such an incredible aphrodisiac. I’d never wanted a woman of any species as much as I did this incredible creature.

  Casey splayed her arms over her head, shifting and arching her back as Greson lowered his head. I could see her plump pussy lips from where I stood, glistening in wetness and desire.

  I pulled an implement into the light, one I hadn’t used since... Swallowing, I pushed the ugly memories aside. There was no place for the past. None. This woman would never be the love of my life. She would never accept me as her mate.

  The moment of sheer sadness wrapped around my mind and soul, pulling me into the same darkness I’d experienced for several years. Momentarily, I was frozen in time, images of the past colliding with the present. I blinked several times in an effort to shove the visions aside.

  Even though the single female I’d ever cared about remained like a beacon, a reminder that I’d once been a very different man, I had to thrust the memories aside.

  My hand gripped the implement in a way that I knew would break the damn thing. I hissed, running my fingers up and down the wand. I’d never thought I’d use the tool again. As I shifted toward the two lovers, I was taken aback how much she seemed to be enjoying the experience. Goosebumps had popped along every inch of her beautiful skin, her succulent mouth twisted in a dance of lust.

  Greson feasted like the true warrior he was, keeping her legs pressed far apart as he licked up and down the length of her pussy, his sounds barbaric in nature. While he may have been opposed to this damning ménage, he was enjoying every moment of tasting the human.

  I walked slowly toward the bed platform, taking my time to climb to the center of the bed. When Casey’s eyes opened as if searching for me, I was lost in the moment, every tendon sparked from the high voltage coursing through. I shifted my thoughts to the wand, enjoying the way the thick staff felt in my hand. The moment I turned it on, I was taken back to yet another moment of the past.

  “You’re such a beast,” she whispered, even as her body writhed in delicious anticipation of what I was about to do.

  “And you enjoy the pain, my love.” I laughed after saying the words, moving the wand closer to her beautiful breasts.

  “You know me too well.”

  The way she arched her back as the wand was shifted back and forth across her body was incredible.

  For a few seconds, I basked in the glory of the vision, savoring the moment I hadn’t been able to think about for so long. I’d blocked out every single memory, all too painful to relive.

  Now, Casey.

  Rebellious.

  Angry.

  Beautiful.

  Willful.

  I laughed softly to myself, finally shoving the memories aside. As I lowered the wand, my entire being shifted into something even more savage than before, my true self ready to burst through the surface. I would take her in my true form.

  But not tonight.

  On this night, she deserved to know the other side of me, one that had nearly taken over, allowing me to forget that I was carnivorous in nature. “Pleasure and pain, little human. You will experience both.”

  She locked her eyes on mine as I shifted the implement across her nipple. There was no need for the wand to touch, the single spark of electricity creating immediate burning sensations.

  “Oh. My. God!” Casey jerked up, panting as her arms flailed. “I... I...”

  I held my breath as I moved the steel pole to her other nipple, moving just a few centimeters closer. Her reaction was enough to push another few beads of cum from my cockhead, trickling down both sides of my shaft. My mouth was parched, my throat closing in. I dropped my head, licking across the seam of her mouth, still keeping the implement in position. I could tell the electric source was coursing through every inch of her body, the moans floating in the room almost jarring.

  Greson lifted his head only once, growling in an animalistic manner before driving his tongue deep inside her pussy. I watched as he shoved two then three fingers inside, pumping hard and fast.

  “God. Oh, God. Oh...” Casey licked her lips, reaching up for me as her body continued to convulse. I knew she was close to an orgasm and tonight, I would not deny her. Another round of training would begin tomorrow in earnest.

  I shifted the wand down between her breasts to her tummy, allowing the tip to come within an inch of her clit.

  She jerked up, screaming out, pushing her hands against the bed. “No. Yes. No!”

  Greson chuckled and buried his face in her pussy, lapping vigorously as he shoved his thumb past her ass cheeks. I knew the instant he’d breached her dark hole.

  As I continued exploring her body with the implement, I tapped my cock against her cheek. Instantly, she opened her mouth, ready to accept my shaft, sucking it until I exploded. Not yet. I refused to allow myself to come.

  Her soft mews became breathless pants as she arched her back even further, her eyes wild from the pleasure we were giving her. “Please. Please...”

  “Please what, little human?” I asked, barely recognizing my voice.

  “Let me come. I’ll be good. I promise.” She opened her mouth wide, sucking on the tip of my cock hard enough stars floated in front of my eyes.

  Greson chuckled darkly, shoving another finger deep into her asshole. “Oh, yes, you will.” He swirled his tongue around her clit in fervent motions, finally taking the tender flesh into his mouth and sucking.

  “You belong to us. You are our property, merely our pet.” The words coming from my mouth were flat, as if I’d shifted into another mode, not allowing myself to care about her. I closed my eyes, shaking my head then tossing the wand. I was far too hungry for this bullshit foreplay.

  “Then you should come, little one.” Greson licked up and down several times before driving his tongue back inside.

  That was all she could take.

  She rocked up, tossing back her head and issuing a high-pitched scream. “Yes. Yes. Yes!”

  I was forced to admit that I adored the way she reacted, her body shaking uncontrollably. I wanted nothing more than to bring her a moment of ecstasy.

  The moment she stopped quivering, the monster deep inside me took over completely. I yanked her onto her knees, shifting her body until she straddled mine.

  Panting, her eyes shifted back and forth, still wild from her increasing desire. She planted her palms against my chest as I gripped her hips, pulling her down yet holding her aloft. She seemed to be studying my cock, as if the time we’d shared before had been nothing but a blur.

  Maybe I wanted this to burn into her memory.

&nb
sp; Hell, maybe I needed this time we shared to sear into mine.

  I was no fool to think that this special moment was going to last, but every second we shared would at least provide extreme pleasure. “I’m going to fuck you now, taking that sweet pussy of yours. Greson is going to take your ass.”

  Greson moved behind, rubbing his hands roughly against her bruised bottom before jutting his cock against the cleft between her ass.

  She responded by caressing my chest, tossing her head up and down and dragging her long hair across my skin. She had no idea that she was only further fueling the raging fire. I dug my nails into her skin as I brought her down, splitting her swollen pussy lips wide open as I slid inside.

  But I held her aloft, toying with her even as my balls were screaming for relief.

  “Oh, God!” Casey moaned as Greson shoved several fingers into her asshole, plunging with wild abandon. “So... good. So...”

  The way she laughed created a wave of electricity soaring between us. Whether or not Greson felt the same I honestly didn’t give a shit about. She was mine. She would be mine.

  I would take her.

  Claim her.

  Use her.

  I was rattled at the burning desire as I yanked her all the way down on my shaft, filling her completely. The way her pussy muscles clamped around the thick invasion was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. A guttural roar slipped past my lips as I began pulling her up and down, fighting the urge to banish Greson.

  My duty still called, no matter the reason or the consequences. I had to keep that in mind.

  Greson wasted no time, shoving the tip of his cock against her puckered hole, although he was much gentler than I’d anticipated. As he slid inside an inch at a time, she closed her eyes, biting down on her lower lip.

  “That’s it,” Greson whispered. “Take all of me. Every single inch, little pet. Just imagine how often I’m going to fuck you. Fill you.”

  I closed my eyes, my fingers digging in as my grip increased. I was even more intoxicated by her scent and by the acceptance of how much I wanted to do that same thing. I became insatiable, yanking her up and down in a hard, pounding fashion as Greson thrust his entire shaft deep inside.

  “Oh. Oh!” She panted several times, her vibrant sounds just as animalistic as ours as the hard fucking continued.

  Within seconds, we’d developed an almost perfect rhythm, driving in and out in a practiced orchestration. As if we’d shared women before.

  I snickered in an ugly fashion at the thought. My balls filled with cum, threatening to explode far too quickly. I wanted to bring her to another orgasm, to show her that this was exactly where she needed to be.

  As we rocked together, she fell against my chest, taking gulping breaths as her fingers continued to dig into my skin. I heard the way her breathing had changed, getting close to another orgasm. And I wanted to be the one to give it to her.

  “That’s it, human. Come for me. Come on my cock before I explode deep inside of you,” I commanded, gripping one side of her face.

  She opened her eyes wide, taking exasperated breaths. “Casey. My name is Casey.”

  There was a moment of connection that had nothing to do with our physical needs or the raging desire. She seemed to be searching for the man inside, craving a moment where she could touch my very soul. I refused to let her in. No. Not now.

  Maybe not ever.

  “Come. Come or you will be punished.” I heard the brusqueness of my tone, the demand that would not be denied.

  Greson leaned further over, studying me intently, his breathing ragged. He was filled with questions as well as animosity.

  The bastard would never question me.

  I snarled, pumping harder, my cock slickened from her sweet juice. Everything about this was so intense, my entire body shaking. I allowed the nubs to breach the surface of my cock, encouraged the continued swelling of my cock.

  Casey whimpered, but not from pain, from the exquisite moment of filling her. “Oh, God. I can’t... I...” When she threw her head back, her scream even more strangled than before, I finally released, filling her with my seed.

  But I refused to stop, pumping in crazed motions, the forceful actions creating clanging noises as the platform hit the wall.

  Greson growled, his body shifting in almost uncontrollable motions, shaking violently. The moment he let go, releasing his cum deep into her ass, I closed my eyes.

  Overwhelmed.

  Angry.

  Still in need.

  She fell against me, her breathing labored and her fingers still digging into my skin. As she pressed her face against my chest, I placed my hand on the back of her head. Extreme melancholy rolled into me, the moment threatening to give away the sadness I’d long since suppressed.

  “Amazing,” Greson muttered.

  I had no response, no way of being able to say anything.

  The buzzing sound indicating a visitor did nothing but piss me off.

  Greson was the first to respond, finally easing from the bed. “The king?”

  “No doubt.” I eased her off my heated body, pushing her to the bed. She didn’t bother whimpering or asking either one of us to stay. Her single question was simple.

  “Are you placing me back into the cage?” All the emotion had been stripped from her tone. What remained was the defiant human I’d come to... enjoy.

  “You will stay here in this room until our return. There is no way of escape. If you try, you will be caged for several days. Am I clear?”

  She shifted, dragging a portion of the comforter over her naked body. “Oh, very clear. Commander.”

  There was no recourse but to lock her in my quarters. I certainly wasn’t going to allow her to spend another minute in one of the cages. While I understood very well certain aspects of why some pet owners felt the need given the behavior of the females they’d acquired, Casey was much more unusual.

  “She’s entirely different than I expected,” Greson said quietly after we left the room.

  “Make no mistake. She. Belongs. To. Me.” I shifted my hard gaze in his direction, my chest heaving. While he may have wanted to confront me, to throw into my face the fact we’d both won the auction, he backed down, lowering his eyes.

  I knew better than to think he’d honestly acquiesced. He would fight for her. Any sane man or beast would.

  Greson and I walked through the corridors, moving from one building to another. There was no additional talking between us, no sharing. I snorted at the thought. We’d just spent an amazing time enjoying a female together and I felt no closer to him than before.

  When we reached the king’s private quarters, the three-story massive facility as much a battle station as it was his home, the anxiety heightened. At least there was a chance we would be getting answers as to what the hell was going on.

  As I was ready to announce our entrance, Greson placed his hand on my arm. I glanced down at his action before tilting my head in his direction. “Is there a problem?”

  “Haven’t you questioned how this could have happened, the chances of the exact same bid occurring?” He asked the question almost casually, as if he had no real concerns around the answer.

  “What are you getting at?”

  “The odds are astronomical. Impossible.”

  He was right about the odds. The bidding requirements weren’t simply about adding a payment number. There were several layers of points given to the captured humans, a specialized equation also taking into account not only funds available for the bidder himself but also the lifestyle in which he lived. It was the Malzeon’s way of attempting a perfect match. “Agreed.”

  “That means the king placed us together for a reason,” Greson said in little more than a whisper. He scanned the hallway, obviously concerned about being overheard.

  “Is there something you need to tell me, Greson? I’m not in any mood for bullshit.”

  He pulled away, shaking his head. “When will you ever accept an apol
ogy, Draze? I think eight years is long enough to hold a grudge.”

  I waved my hand across the panel console. “Trust me, Greson. Eight years is nothing in comparison to the penance you should be required to pay.” He had no chance to retaliate, the kingdom guards allowing our entrance.

  “The king is expecting you,” the gruff voice stated.

  We were led past the usual greeting room the king often used and into his secluded quarters. Hair stood up on the back of my neck. This never occurred. The king was very private about his life in every manner.

  “You will wait in here.” The guard pointed into King Lorowerd’s office without bothering to enter. His rank wasn’t allowed.

  We walked inside, the door immediately shutting behind us, and what struck me was the incredible art positioned on every wall. I realized I knew very little about the king’s tastes or enjoyment, although he’d been a close personal friend of my father’s, sharing their childhood together. King Lorowerd had even mentored me through the years, but always at my father’s home or another public location. My memories were bittersweet. My father had chosen to protect the kingdom during the early years of strife, losing his life in a battle that should never have occurred.

  I moved toward one of the pieces of art, studying the ancient-looking piece. The statue wasn’t of Malzeon origin, another curiosity although the intricate carving and gorgeous adornment was breathtaking.

  “If I could change the past I would,” Greson offered, keeping his distance. “I want you to know that.”

  “There is no reason for us to talk about the past. None. I am following orders and nothing more.”

  “Damn you, Draze, and your high moral standards. There were decisions that had to be made and you were well aware of what we were facing.”

  “Yeah?” I snapped, turning in his direction, my rage boiling. “But you didn’t bother finding out the outcome of those decisions. Did you?”

  “Gentlemen, you will not fight amongst yourselves.” King Lorowerd’s voice boomed in the dense space.

  I bowed my head in reverence even though the anger rushed into every cell. Greson hadn’t been the one to suffer.