Alien Captive: A Reverse Harem Alien Romance (The Shadow Zone Brotherhood Book 4)
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I don’t know what to say to that. That tiny voice in the back of my head screams that she’s wrong. No one ever chooses me.
“Are you done?”
“Hardly, but I don’t think I need to say anything else tonight.”
I shoot a look at my brother. “If you call again, I’ll be there to help. But don’t expect me to come back here for something like this again.”
The ride home passes in a blur. I barely register the new snowfall as I pull into the garage and the door closes behind me.
The others are waiting when I get back, and Chris comes to me, wrapping her arms around me. “Don’t vanish like that again.”
“The bike has a tracker. You knew where I was.”
“That doesn’t matter.”
Risk and Shock watch us from the kitchen.
“Did you really tell Jessica you’d choose me over her?”
She winces. “I’m sorry, I may have told her some of the stuff you said to me… she was being an asshole and I just… I couldn’t sit there and listen to her say that stuff about you without biting back. I should have just kicked her out.”
“She’s your sister.”
“That doesn’t make it better. If anything, it makes it worse. She doesn’t trust my judgement and I’ve spent a hell of a lot more time around you than she has.”
“But she’s heard stories aplenty.”
“And she she’s a scientist. She should know that empirical fact trumps anecdotal evidence nine times out of ten.”
I slide my fingers up the side of her neck, thumbs brushing her jaw, angling her face so that she’s looking up at me. “Thank you.”
Her smile is incandescent and I kiss her. I couldn’t stop myself if I tried.
Her lips curve against mine and when she pulls back, she takes my hand, dragging me over to the others.
CHRISTINA
It’s time.
“Do you guys have a phrase like ‘taking a leap of faith’?”
Shock thinks for a moment and nods. “It would translate to… placing yourself in the Saints’ hands.”
Even better.
“I want to do that… but place myself in your hands.” I step between them. “I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me to leave, so… make me yours.”
They hesitate and Shock and Risk share a look. Something unspoken passes between them, then Risk nods. It’s the barest hint of a motion.
“We’ll place it in the Saints’ hands.” Shock says, not looking at me. “They will choose who among us will bond with you.”
Shock goes to a drawer and pulls a trio of matches from the depths. He turns, and I hear the wood snapping.
“You’re going to daw straws?”
Holding out his hand to Arc, he nods.
Arc stares at the offering and I don’t need the bond to know the look on his face is a quiet sort of panic.
He reaches out, pinches one of the tiny red heads and pulls it free.
The match has barely any wood left, and Shock drops his hand. “It’s you.”
Risk shoots a glance at Shock, lips curved in a smile Arc can’t see.
They’ve rigged the system, and it takes everything in me to not out them. But when Arc bonds with me, he’ll know.
And since I’m about to get what I want…. I’m okay with letting them make that decision. A shadow democracy that will give me all three.
Arc stared at the matchstick in his hand, unblinking. The rest of his face was unreadable. But soon, whatever thoughts hid behind his ever changing face wouldn’t be something he could hide.
He drops the matchstick on the counter and I take his hand, nodding for the others to follow. Arc picks me up before I take two steps and kisses me.
I’m theirs.
We just have to make it official.
Ten
ARC
All I can think as I kiss her, is “She’s mine.”
I can’t believe the Saints gave her to me.
My mind has skipped a few steps, and I’m not sure how she wound up undressed, but she’s naked in my arms, in my bed. I want her so badly, I can barely think. I know the others are there. I don't ask them to leave. I don’t know how I’m going to react after the bond is in place, but they’ve been with me for as long as I can remember. I’ve never hidden anything from them.
Her hands are at my waist, but I can’t stop kissing her long enough to help her get my pants off. I feel like a silly kid fumbling with the first woman he’s met. I can’t stop myself from nearly attacking her with my desire.
But she’s right there with me, every move, every touch, every kiss. Right up until she pulls back to yank my shirt off over my head.
Someone else takes it away from her, I don’t know which of the two of them was there to help her the moment she needed it.
A small voice in the back of my mind tries to tell me it might not happen. That there’s a chance the bond won’t work. That it’s all a strange twist of fate.
Whether she knows I’m doubting things, or tired of waiting around, her hands push on my shoulders, and I go with her as she turns me onto my back on the bed.
She’s done this before, I trust her to know what she’s doing.
And when she slings one leg over me, sliding her wet pussy over my cock, I have to close my eyes against the sharp delight of her.
She envelopes me and I grit my teeth against the sensations.
Even without the bond, I already know she’s mine, I’d kill for her, give my life for her, be anything and everything she needs...
Almost immediately, the bond moves into place like a cog slipping back into gear. Like it should have been there all along. And I feel….
Everything.
My eyes fly wide and meet hers. Equally as wide, equally as lustful.
I feel how she sees me, how she sees us, and it’s the strangest, most amazing thing.
With a smile on her lips, she leans down, brushing mine and whispers the question against my lips.
I didn’t need to hear it, just like she doesn’t need to hear my answer.
She sits up, still rocking her hips and looks back, beckoning.
She wants them both to be a part of this, and now, with the bond in place, I want to believe it’s possible too.
Because she fell in love with them… but she fell in love with me too, and for the first time in my life, I can believe that love is an infinite resource. Loving them takes nothing from me.
This could work.
Shock hesitates, and I know they don’t know the bond has gone through.
“She can take two of us at the same time.” I feel the thrill that sparks through her, the lusty desire to have them inside of her, to have them be a part of this more than they already are.
“You’re sure.” Shock asks, and I don’t know why he’s asking me, not her.
But when I look up at her, the smile on her face matches the emotions pouring into me. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
She leans back, reaching for him and pulls him to her with a long kiss, clenching around me. She whispers something I can’t hear, and then turns back to me, kissing me, distracting me from the movement as Shock pulls his shirt off.
I don’t think about him again, until the mattress shifts and Chris’ lust turns wicked. I don’t understand why until Shock’s shaft slides against mine, the divine pressure, stroking against me is almost enough to make me come. But it’s Chris’ pleasure that causes that.
Head tipped back, she lets out a long moan, and the sensation stabs through me in pure ecstasy and I spill into her.
Shock lets out a “fuck”, grunting, and his eyes fly wide, meeting mine as awareness flood’s through all three of us.
CHRISTINA
Shock slams into my awareness, and I hear Arc grunt. Feel him bond with Shock.
They both curse at once. The rest of Shock’s come spills to the floor as I shove Risk onto his back and mount him.
He’s hard and
wet from watching us, and he slides into me like he was made to be there.
I barely give him room to breathe, needing him more than I’ve ever needed an orgasm in my life.
I sit upright, rocking on him, reaching back to drag my nails over his balls. Needing him to come.
Needing.
Arc and Shock know.
It’s Arc that slides in along with Risk.
I cry out at the sheer force of them.
The quiet, calm one slams into me with such turbulent emotions, I fall backward into Arc’s chest, trying to catch my breath.
Somehow, I managed to get them all. A miracle none of us understand. One none of us want to question.
I feel a little delirious. “This is dangerous.”
They laugh, but I can feel the agreement.
“Too late now.”
But there’s no regret, from any of them.
They move within me again, and I drop my head to Arc’s chest as Risk repositions himself.
Alien come was a miracle. I was so slick, his giant cock slid into me easily.
I imagine, if it was just one of them, I’d be fully here right now. But as the pleasure builds, as I reach that peak again and again, I get lost in them.
I’m barely coherent as I feel them move around me.
Risk’s hard cock still has me filled, but Shock—and I know exactly who’s where through the bond—presses against me.
“Do you like sharing my pussy, Shock?”
His response is a dark, deep and rasping, “Yes.”
He presses in. Another long, slow slide.
I’ve had two men inside me at once before. It was an ongoing arrangement. I liked the way they wound themselves up. Liked the way they were so desperate to have me, they were never able to take turns.
This is different.
I crave the fullness, I crave the way that each of them feels like they were meant to be inside of me. They were meant to be a part of each other.
With Shock inside of me too, they shift me, and I feel the intention before I feel Arc’s fingers swirling cool liquid over my ass.
A tiny sliver of fear forces my eyes wide, and I look back at him.
But he leans in and kisses me before I can voice the worry.
“We’ll fit, love. And I’ll go slow.”
And they do, working me up, letting me come back down.
Risk slipped out of my pussy.
“Put it back,” I begged.
“As you wish.”
But he didn’t put it back where he found it.
A moment later pressure so intense had a scream falling from my lips as Risk pressed into my ass alongside Arc.
There was a flood of sensations, of desires—both mine and theirs. I screamed and nearly collapsed.
If Shock and Risk hadn’t been holding onto me, I likely would have fallen to the floor.
They came in me all at once.
The pleasure was....
The non-physical sensations eclipse the physical as they worship me. So much love is focused on me….
All three of them are finally inside me when I feel the next break. All three of them make the exact same noise.
Can you die of ecstasy?
I don’t know how much time passes before I register the scene I’m a part of.
It makes me laugh—a strangled sound somewhere between a snort and a giggle.
All of us are covered in come, and I roll over Arc, to lick the remnants from his skin. “I am going to be sore tomorrow.”
I’ll probably be sore tonight.
Sliding to Risk, I lick the streak of come that made it all the way up to his chest, before sucking his nipple to move further down.
“You shouldn’t be able to bond to more than one…”
All of our exhaustion is pooling. If I don’t hurry, I’ll fall asleep licking them clean, before I can slip into the bathroom and take care of myself.
“This isn’t supposed to happen.”
Risk scoops me up and takes me to the bathroom
When he brings me back, the others have cleaned up the bed and rearranged things, and when they settle in amongst them, I ask the question that’s been floating through my mind, but it doesn’t come out as a question, so much as gloating..
“You guys were so certain it wouldn’t work.”
Arc grimaces. “Your sister thinks it's a physiological reaction like a sexually transmitted disease.”
“Maybe we all ‘caught’ it, because we were all together?” Rick asks, sleepily.
Maybe…” I say, pulling all three of them more closely around me, relishing their warmth. “Maybe it’s because the three of you wanted this just as much as I did.”
Eleven
SHOCK
We had only managed to sleep for an hour before desire roused us. Risk woke her by bringing her to climax with his tongue, while Arc worshipped her breasts.
We were only supposed to be able to manage two orgasms at a time, but Risk and I managed three. Arc, a fourth.
I had a feeling exhaustion was the only thing keeping those numbers low.
We had collapsed on the floor practically falling out of her. She still lay on top of me, my cock nested against her dripping pussy and the cum still sliding from her ass. Risk to our left had his arm slung over her. At some point, Arc had moved and was using her ass as a pillow, kissing the skin there.
None of us were asleep.
We were all still too aroused to go to sleep… too exhausted to go at it again.
“This,” she said as she kissed me, and then the others. “Is going to be very dangerous.”
It’s ridiculous, this sensation coiling inside me. Bonding, one man one woman.. How unfortunate that seems. How shallow. I would weep for those who aren’t able to have this, except I don’t know if I could muster the energy to shed a tear.
In this state, I can’t even be sure which of these emotions are mine, and which belong to one of the other three. I can’t even tell which of the other three is closest to me. All I know is that they are mine.
I am theirs.
We are each other's.
I drift off, exhaustion finally taking me, and I have no idea how long I sleep before a delightful sensation takes over my mind, coaxing me back to consciousness in a wet, hot need.
I wake to a tongue sliding up my cock. To lips, wrapping around the tip of me, as a hand wraps around the base.
Everyone else was awake, but me.
Christina was right. This was going to be very dangerous.
RISK
We faded in and out of sleep, our bodies fueled by the sex that exhausted them. And the next time I wake, I’m alone in the bed with Chris. Her fingers play over the skin on my stomach.
“Good morning.”
I glance over her shoulder.
“The others are dealing with some information Drift sent over.” She smiles sweetly. “They said it’s nothing and made me promise to stay here. And now I’m going to make you promise to stay here with me.
It wasn’t a promise I would to refuse. The idea of staying here, with her, indefinitely was the most delicious thing I’d ever imagined. And it was an option… or it would be, if not for our work in the Zone.
She stretches against me pressing herself fully into my skin. “Tell me something?”
“Anything?”
Slinging a leg overtop of me, she strokes me with her pussy. “Did you know it would be this good?”
“I did not.” Spearing my fingers through her hair, I pull her down to me and kiss her as she envelopes me. Needing to drink her in more than I ever have before.
Lust fills me, but an underlying amusement drifts to the surface, and as she rocks. When I pull back, I know exactly what I’ll see.
Shock and Arc stand in the doorway, each with a brow raised.
“Do you know how distracting it is to be in the middle of something mundane and then be so horny you can’t think straight?” Shock was already stroking himself.
She slipped off of my cock and went to them. “You say that as though we’re trying to hide this from you. In fact… I thought it would be the easiest way to get you here, to make you join us.”
Taking their hands, she leads them back to us, but her attention falls on me once more, and she’s mine alone as they undress. But that doesn’t take long.
I can feel Arc through her as he slides into her ass. She gasps against my mouth and pulls back on a cry, back arching and leaving her breasts open for my lips. My teeth.
Shock doesn’t let her come back to me. He takes advantage of her open mouth and guides her onto his cock
Arc reaches around her, slipping his hand between her and me, and as he presses his fingers to that swollen bundle of nerves, they brush against my cock with each thrust.
It’s too much, I screw my eyes up, clenching every muscle I can, trying to hold out, but I can’t. I spill into her, coming with a groan that feels as though it has been wrenched from my very bones.
She comes too. I don’t know how the others manage to keep themselves from it. I can feel their arousal intermingling with my own.
And when I get myself back to a place where I can actually think….
Chris laughs above me, pulling away from Shock to drop down over me, caging my head and holding it in between her palms. “Thank you.”
That has been a common occurrence. Any time she comes, she thanks whichever of us got her there. It might sound silly, but I love it.
Boneless as I am, when Arc lifts her off of me, rolling to the side to open her up for Shock, I shift to the side, turning to watch them worship her.
With the way they feel, the way they’re moving, it doesn’t take long for me to be ready again… whether or not I can manage it is another thing.
Somehow I find the will.
This time, her ass is mine. A delight I hadn’t realized I would love until that first moment I’d taken her.