by Jayne Ripley
Nahkar and Darkon glanced at each other.
“Whose bedroom?” Nahkar asked.
“I don’t care,” Jennifer shot back. “Just get me there and get me naked. Now.”
They both hurried to obey.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jennifer
The kisses. Oh, God, the kisses. Her two males took turns ravishing her lips. It was as if they were perfect teammates who had trained at loving her for years. That thought—that possibility—had her head spinning. But she wouldn’t let her mind be distracted from the pleasure they were giving her.
She didn’t want to think. She only wanted to feel. This moment in time was what mattered to her. She was safe tonight. These two males might be aliens, but they were turning her on more than any man in her life ever had. They cared about her more than any guy back on Earth. She trusted them. Completely.
They were in her palace suite bedroom now. It felt like neutral ground. She didn’t want any stupid male territorial instincts flaring up at the last minute. She meant to make this work between the three of them, no matter what. She intended to do anything she needed to so that could happen. Why? Because right now, her body felt as though it was on fire with her desire. Every nerve ending was singing her arousal. Her sex was sopping wet, hot, full of need, with an ache in her core begging to be filled.
No, no, she was still thinking too much. She moaned against Darkon’s mouth as he ravaged her lips with another kiss, his tongue slipping inside her.
Big hands caressed their way down her shoulders to slide around her body and cup her breasts. Nahkar. Oh God, his hands felt so good. He had moved behind her while Darkon was kissing her. His strength was easy to sense, but she didn’t feel afraid. It was clear he had absolute control over every movement. His hands caressed her just firmly enough, his big fingers skimming over her hardening nipples, teasing her through the thin fabric of the dress. Little jolts of pleasure went through her at his touch, mixing with the waves of pleasure as Darkon kissed her so deeply.
Her brain almost melted when she felt the steel-hardness of Nahkar’s cock pressing up against her from behind. It felt like he had a baseball bat in there.
Can I…? Can I take all of him? a thought in her brain asked, suddenly concerned. He’s so big…
But the worry was kissed out of her head by Darkon as he pulled her tighter against his body. His erect cock was straining against his pants, pushing against her stomach. It was big too, but not as huge as Nahkar’s equipment. Still, it was more than enough to tango with. With another needy moan, she rubbed her body against his cock, teasing him. The thought of having both of them made her suddenly dizzy and turned her legs to jelly.
“You taste so good, my sweet little mate,” Nahkar murmured as he played with her breasts, teased her nipples, and planted kisses all along the sensitive skin of her neck. The vibration of his deep voice seemed to ripple through her. The promise made her feel safe, eager.
She didn’t know why she trusted them so much. If they had been on Earth, she wouldn’t have been so ready to give herself to them so freely, so eagerly. To risk her heart so completely. But things were different here.
Why? It was simple. She had lost her heart to them. Now, she was eager to give them every part of her. To make them feel as amazing as they made her feel.
Thinking too much, her brain warned her. We want cock. Now.
The force of that primitive, lust-hazed thought startled a giggle out of her.
Darkon drew back enough to look into her eyes. His silver eyes flashed in the low light. His desire for her burned in his eyes with the intensity of a star, warming her deep within, even as small, pulsing waves of pleasure rushed through her. Even as her pussy grew even wetter, drenching her underwear with her growing need.
“Your smile,” he said softly, “I love to see it.”
Nahkar nibbled at the side of her ear gently, causing her to gasp and then sigh, her heart beating fast. “I love the sound of your laughter.”
Slowly, she turned from Darkon back to Nahkar. She couldn’t help but glance down at the front of his pants. Sure enough, that huge cock she’d felt behind her was nearly ripping through the fabric. She swallowed hard and reached out a trembling hand to touch the outlined shaft.
Nahkar caught her hand gently and enfolded it in his before she could touch his thick shaft. He lifted her hand to his lips and tenderly kissed her palm. “Not yet, my little one. Let us focus on you for now.”
Darkon moved close behind her. When she’d turned, she’d presented Darkon with her ass. He settled his hands on the top curve of her ass cheeks, gripping her through the fabric of her dress. His cock pushed against her crack as he leaned in to whisper. “This is all about you, na vaniya.”
Then with his thumbs, he began to massage the top of her ass and oh, God, he must have been a masseuse in another life, because his touch felt incredible. Different from sexual pleasure, but it only seemed to heighten her awareness of them, of their skin, their heat, as he massaged her muscles.
She let out a low moan as the sensations claimed her. Nahkar kissed her as she moaned as if he was trying to swallow her pleasure, taking it into himself. His tongue pushed into her mouth, sliding against her tongue.
“This dress must go,” Nahkar said, drawing back from their kiss enough to stare down at her.
“I agree,” Darkon growled. “Shall we?”
“Wait—” she managed to gasp.
But they didn’t wait. They took her pretty dress and they tore it off her body. She expected to be hurt by the pressure of the tearing dress against her body. She wasn’t. They were so strong, they effortlessly ripped the fabric without even jostling her much. It was amazing. In the blink of an eye, she was down to her panties.
Darkon’s hand slipped between her legs, nudging them wider. His clever fingers skimmed along the fabric of her panties, along her slit, putting enough pressure over her clit to have her body tightening, her muscles going rigid as a wave of pleasure crashed through her.
“Our beautiful mate is wet,” he said in a need-roughened voice. “She has soaked through her panties already.”
“Good,” Nahkar answered, pulling her against him and brushing back her hair from her face, looking into her eyes. “That’s all we need to know.”
“But…the dress…” she said almost plaintively.
Darkon kissed his way up her bare back, trailing kisses along her spine. Her nipples went rock-hard at the fluttery touch of his lips against her body. “Don’t worry about the dress. You are far more stunning. And it was in our way.”
Her heart pounded fast as lust surged through her like electricity. She needed them both. She wanted them so badly that the ache was driving her mad.
Darkon’s fingers slipped into the band of her panties. Slowly, he drew them down her legs. He crouched as he pulled them down and left a scorching-hot trail of kisses down her right butt cheek, then down the back of her thigh. By the time he had her panties around her ankles, he had kissed the sensitive flesh behind her knee and her leg nearly gave out, almost making her topple over.
Nahkar’s big arms were around her though, keeping her steady. She pressed herself tightly against his hard body and arched her back, offering her breasts to him. He needed no further encouragement. With one hand, he massaged her breast, carefully twisting her hard nipple until she let out a shuddering breath. But she cried out when he leaned down and took her other nipple in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over the tight, hard nub.
Darkon was kissing his way up her other leg. He bit gently at her buttocks, not hurting her but marking her lightly. Then his hand delved between the cleft of her, sliding over her skin until his fingers were at her slit. He teased her, coating his fingers in her juices, then used her own arousal to slip his fingers inside her. Exploring her. Teasing her. His fingers traced along the top of her channel and her pussy clamped down on him, squeezing him eagerly.
He chuckled, and the deep, rough sound nearly
had her coming her brains out right there.
“She’s so sensitive. So ready,” Darkon said. “Her juicy pussy is squeezing me tight as groxxing hell and I love it.”
She loved it too. But she was also having trouble forming coherent thoughts.
Nahkar made a sound that was little more than a growl. He continued to work over her breasts, the sensations not as intense as the bolts of lightning pleasure coming from her pussy, but they only built on that other sensation. They combined to have her rushing toward an orgasm. She fought against it, not wanting to come too soon and lose the tension she was riding, not wanting to stop this pleasure that was consuming her. Back on Earth, she was lucky to get only one good orgasm out of sex. She wanted to come with both of them inside her, fucking her fast and hard.
But Darkon’s fingers were too talented.
“I…I can’t…” she gasped. “I can’t hold back…”
Darkon was kneeling behind her, finger-fucking her and planting kisses all across her bare ass, nibbling at her flesh, giving her little teasing love bites.
He murmured against her skin, “Don’t fight it, beautiful. Be greedy. There will be so many more.”
That was all she needed to hear. With a cry, she broke loose inside. Her body went rigid, taken by the force of her pleasure as a powerful orgasm shook her to the core. Her pussy clamped down on his fingers even tighter, but she was so sopping wet that he could still stimulate her. He brought her pleasure to an incredible peak, and just when it was going to be too much, too intense, he slowed and then stopped the motion of his fingers.
She sagged weakly against Nahkar as the waves of her orgasm finally began to subside a little. Nahkar held her effortlessly. He’d stopped fingering and sucking on her nipples to watch as her pleasure owned her. The intensity of her orgasm seemed to please him.
They waited until she came down enough to let out a shaky laugh. “Wow…”
“That’s just the beginning,” Nahkar said. As Darkon withdrew his fingers from her heated, sensitive flesh, Nahkar swept her up in his arms. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, trembling and quivering from the aftershocks.
With infinite care, he placed her on the bed. Then he stepped back, looking down at her with desire burning in those golden eyes. She suddenly realized with some pique that she was the only one naked right now.
That would have to change.
She rolled onto her elbow, propping herself up and letting them see her fully as she lay naked upon the big bed. She still felt a little weak from her orgasm, but already her desire was building again. That surprised her. She was ravenous, greedy…desperate for them. In another life, she might have been ashamed of her need. Here, with them, she wasn’t.
“Look at her,” Darkon said, his voice holding something like awe. “She is the most beautiful thing in the universe.”
His words thrilled her, made her blush, and turned her on even more. The desire in their eyes turned her on even more than that.
She gave him her wickedest smile. “You have a honeyed tongue, Darkon,” she told him a little breathlessly. “You’d better be as good using that tongue for other things too.”
Darkon’s grin was almost predatory. Those silver eyes promised so much decadence. In a flash, he had moved to join her on the bed. Then his hands were on her feverish body, and he was kissing her deeply. At first he was cupping her breasts before sliding his hands lower, moving them over her sides, his thumbs trailing over her stomach. One finger teased around her navel briefly, then both his hands caressed even lower.
Her entire lower half tensed up with renewed anticipation. Her core clenched so hard she nearly cried out.
“She wants it, Darkon,” Nahkar growled, that deep voice thick with lust. He had paused to watch Darkon touch her. His golden eyes flashed. She knew he was fighting his territorial nature, fighting against his instinct. Her heart warmed at the thought, knowing he was keeping himself under iron control for her…
She opened her mouth to tell him that, but then Darkon drew back, yielding to Nahkar.
Nahkar pounced. He lowered his head and captured her lips in a kiss that left her dizzy and breathless with another round of surging need. She’d barely had time to suck in a breath before his lips pressed to hers and the kiss took her. She made a naughty sound—one that surprised her—but a sound that both the males seemed to love. Her body seemed insatiable. Her blood felt like flames.
She knew what she wanted now, and she was tired of waiting for it. She put her hands on Nahkar’s rock-hard chest and gently pushed him back, breaking their kiss.
He looked down at her, a silent question in his golden eyes.
She smiled at him. “I want to watch you both get naked.”
Nahkar laughed. She loved the sound: a deep rumble like thunder. “Of course, sweet one.”
He moved away from the bed. Darkon had already begun to strip. He peeled off the layers of his elegant clothing that reminded her of old-fashioned Earth clothes worn by an aristocrat of Europe mixed with completely alien design elements. He definitely had a prince’s sense of style.
Meanwhile, Nahkar preferred to wear as little as possible. He was already bare-chested. She let her gaze roam over that godly chest with all those powerful, chiseled muscles. She bit her lip to keep from drooling.
Darkon stripped slowly, peeling layers of clothing off. She was tempted to get up and start ripping them off him and returning the favor, but right now, she was enjoying the show too much. Also, she still felt all warm and dazed from the first orgasm. She was perfectly fine letting the two of them stir her arousal again at their own pace.
Nahkar kicked off his boots and skinned off his leather pants next. Her eyes got really wide. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. He stood there looking back at her, his eyes flashing in the lights from the station’s city filtering in through the windows, shadows and light pouring over every hard ridge and line of muscle. He was stunning. She squeezed her thighs together as her gaze trailed down those ridged abdominal muscles and lower to his huge cock, jutting upward from his body at an angle. She felt a little lightheaded when she realized it was so thick she wouldn’t be able to wrap her thumb and forefinger around it.
Then Darkon was naked, and she tore her gaze away from Nahkar’s magnificent cock to admire him. His athletic body was draped in lean muscle. He had amazing proportions, perfect lines of tight muscle all across his blue-skinned body. More silver patterns trailed all down his chest, along his sides, wrapping down to his thighs. It looked like an elaborately detailed, full-body tattoo. He was beautiful to behold. And eagerly, she dropped her gaze to his cock as well. He might not be as big as the massive Nahkar, but he was still bigger than any man she’d ever had on Earth.
A soft little coo escaped her lips when she saw how the silver patterns continued all the length of his cock’s shaft. His slit glistened, weeping precum as his cock throbbed. Watching her with intense silver eyes, Darkon wrapped his right hand around his shaft and slowly began to pump himself. She thought she might just melt into a puddle right there.
By now, they had clearly had enough of being away from her. They both descended on her by some unspoken agreement. Her heart was pounding fast. Excitement boiled in her veins. She gave a soft moan as Darkon’s hands found her breasts as he leaned over her. His nimble fingers soon played with her nipples, teasing them into hard nubs again before he leaned in to suck, tongue, and taste her. Her mind hazy, she marveled at just how talented his tongue was. If he made her feel this good just by teasing her nipples, he might just kill her with pleasure if he ate her pussy out. But what a wonderful way to go…
Nahkar plundered her mouth, explored her body with his strong hands roughened by his training with the sword. Her arousal kept creeping higher and higher, even past how turned on she’d been before her first climax. She had never experienced anything like this, but she was loving every second of it. Their care, their attention to her pleasure, it was all mind-blowing. She had never felt t
his loved in her whole life.
Her pussy was hot and slippery, aching to be filled. Her clit was throbbing with need. She gave herself over to their kisses and caresses, losing track of time and thought and floating in a haze of pleasure at their skilled foreplay.
“Please,” she moaned, desperate to come again before she lost her mind. “I need you in me…”
That was all they needed to hear. The eagerness and intensity of her two males to take her, to love her, was in itself a great compliment. It made her feel so desirable, so beautiful and wanted.
Darkon was the only one among them who had experienced a threesome before. He took charge, and Nahkar didn’t complain for a second. She was so turned on, she would have done anything Darkon had suggested, taken any position, she was so eager to give back some of the pleasure they had given her.
Because Nahkar was so big, he lay back on the bed. He moved so that his ass was on the bed, near the edge, his powerful legs were over the side, bent, with his feet firmly on the ground. His cock jutted upward from his body. She couldn’t help reaching out and gently teasing her fingers over his balls, up his shaft, smiling as she stroked him.
“Straddle him, Jennifer,” Darkon ordered. “You’re going to ride him. Take him inside you and lean forward, giving me your ass.”
Her heart stuttered. He was going to take her from behind at the same time Nahkar’s huge cock was shoved up inside her. She didn’t know how much of it she could take, but she was damned determined to take a lot.
She obeyed, putting her hands on Nahkar’s washboard abs and swinging her herself over him. She was spread open, and she angled her hips. She gasped as her hot, swollen pussy lips brushed against the incredible heat of Nahkar’s cock. His gaze was molten gold as he watched her moving naked above him.
With trembling fingers, she grabbed his cock, moaning a little at the warm, silken skin. She angled herself and slowly lowered her hips while holding her breath. He was so huge!