Brask grabbed her hair in one fist and made her bend. “You’re in?”
“Yes.” Dassenze coughed and drew in a long shaky breath. “A good way in.”
“Next time, that end’s mine.”
What was she? “Hey! I’m not just holes.”
“You are now.” Brask laughed and leaned down to nip her ear. “You know you like it.”
She might at that. As if to underline the notion, Dassenze did another slow and thorough fuck, holding her against him with his thumbs keeping her butt cheeks apart so far it stung. That move must’ve stuck his penises six miles into her.
She groaned and lost track of the damn conversation.
“Later,” she gasped.
“See. Say you love it.” Brask nipped her ear again and held the back of her neck in a tight grip. “Say it.” He shook her a little.
Fogged out with lust, she could only murmur a yes.
Her feet were in the water and she had to blindly reposition her hand on Dassenze’s thigh. Such nice muscle. She clawed her fingers into both of his legs while Brask found her mouth again.
Being fucked in three places was memorable. Everything blurred into a mountain of slaps and slides, wet noises, grunting and groaning, and most of that, she half-realized, was her.
She came before them both because one of them was also tugging and playing with her nipples while someone else’s hand gave her little clit exactly what it needed.
Blown out of her coherent mind, she was mostly limp and collapsed when they managed to come. Brask first she thought, so that she spilled most of his cum in the water as he withdrew, then Dassenze. He bent her over the dais with her face on her forearm and his two cocks fucking her at once, like some deviant machine, while with her other hand she groped desperately for an anchor that wasn’t to be found on stone. When he came, more than twice it seemed to her, he roared out his achievement loud enough to send birds into flight.
Staying there, plastered to the warm stone with cum dribbling out of her, moaning softly as her pussy sent out after-shocks of ecstasy, was about all she could accomplish.
“How was that?” one of them asked her when they all lay in a pile on the dais.
“Awesome,” she muttered, then she burrowed in between the two of them and made mmm noises while they patted her or simply lay against her with all their hot and yummy man flesh.
“I think she’s purring,” Brask said.
“Pffft,” was her only reply since ‘fuck you’ seemed perilous.
“She was.” Dassenze played with her hair. “We will have to do this again soon.”
Her eyes sprang open. “Not today!”
“I think you gave her a sore butt.”
It was true. Sore, but still amazing.
There was a long silence and she was relaxing when Dassenze uttered some scary words, “Practice makes perfect.”
“I’d agree with that.”
Oh she was so killing them, after a very long rest.
*****
Dassenze was true to his word.
Plekos Nine had some great beaches where sea birds whirled above and gentle waves came tumbling to the shore under a canopy of pinkish-blue.
“What a sky,” she murmured, from her position with her head on Dassenze’s lap and her feet on Brask’s. One played with her hair while the other massaged her feet. She groaned as Brask dug his fingers in. “This has to be heaven.”
Well, apart from the thong digging into her ass crevice. She squirmed to rearrange it. Brask had such a gleam in his eye when she wore this little red microkini. Totally worth it.
“Mmm. I think so.” Dassenze tugged on a twirled lock of hair. “The news from Earth is that the rebuilding is coming along well.”
She tilted her head back and eyed him. “Great! Were you right about the radioactive places being fixed?”
“Yes. That’s simple to do with enough resources and with the war against the Bak-lal almost done we have ample resources.”
“And Betty’s farm?”
He tsked sadly. “Gone, but we have given her new land. Or rather your government has. You are all heroes on Earth. When we go back to visit, be prepared for cheering.”
She smiled up at him then wriggled upright, so she sat between them on the towel they’d spread on the white sand. Footprints led away to the edge of the ocean and back but there were no others. Plekos Nine was a planet that had never developed intelligent life forms...or perhaps it was the birthplace of the Ascend? No one seemed to know.
A little chime in her mind signaled an incoming message and she read it, surprised and yet not surprised. This could not wait. She stood and turned to face them both, clapping her hands together.
“Why the huge smile?” Brask frowned but smiled back.
“News, just came in.” She tapped her ear. “The comm link you arranged for me. I had something...investigated because I had suspicions.”
“Stop jumping and tell us.” The concern on Dassenze’s face made her halt her little hop from foot to foot, but still he stared at her feet.
“Sorry. News.” She inhaled and grinned some more. “The drone that came down earlier, it wasn’t just bringing me clothes. I had a test done. Dassenze?” She squeezed his hand and drew it to her bare stomach, then had an afterthought and drew Brask’s there too.
Her smile was probably looking maniacal as Dassenze’s frown hadn’t gone away.
“I’m pregnant.”
Now that had them both stunned. She laughed then looked especially at Dassenze and added softly. “It’s yours. It’s an Ascend baby.”
He blinked at her then took a staccato breath. “My god.”
That brought on a giggle. “Yes, I guess it will be.”
Brask shook himself and looked from one to the other. “Is that possible? But if it is!” Then he rose and hugged her. “Incredible!”
Dassenze stood too and kissed her forehead, pulling them both within the arc of his huge arms. “I am so grateful. That is the best gift I could ever have, my princess.”
“I know.” She went up on tiptoes and kissed first Dassenze then Brask on the lips. “This child will have the two best fathers ever.”
“When you said you had news I thought the surprise was something else, but when you put my hand on your stomach I realized what it might be.” Dassenze drew away a little. “My girl, you are not just pregnant with the first Ascend for a very long time, you have also ascended. You are an Ascend. Look down at your feet. They do not touch the ground.”
Ohhh damn. There was no ground under her toes. She was flying...levitating. At that thought she lost faith in whatever she was doing and came down those few inches with a bump.
Brask seemed staggered and he moved back. “What? But how can that be? I mean pregnant, yes, but becoming a god?”
“We are an evolved species, Brask. We always have been. We few who survive chose long ago to use our abilities to help others, that is all. The elevation to godhood was the choice of other people and it suited our purposes not to deny it.” He waited, his hand now encompassing Talia’s.
“I see.” He nodded. “I will keep this to myself, though it would not shake the faith of most.”
“As you wish.” Dassenze turned his gaze to her. “This has implications for those from Earth. The powers you wielded, I always thought them similar to Ascend powers.”
“So,” she began tentatively. “Others from Earth might ascend?”
“It is possible. There is one other grave result of you being an Ascend, Talia. It affects Brask.”
“It does? In a good way I hope?” She took Brask’s hand again.
“I hope so too. What result? I’d better not be having a baby.”
Dassenze made a speculative face as if weighing up the possibility. “I’m not sure of that but I can tell you that you will have to undergo the claiming ritual.”
“What the...” He thought a minute then winked at her. “I see. I am fucking an Ascend aren’t I. Okay. I will u
ndergo this rite but I swear I won’t be wearing a white dress.”
“Oh my.” She covered her mouth, snorting with laughter. The picture that conjured up. “I don’t know. You’d look mighty fine in a dress.”
Fire lit in his eyes. “Lord.” Brask half bowed his head to Dassenze. “With her being an Ascend, does that mean I can’t spank her?”
Dassenze looked from her to Brask then back again, his smile widening evilly and his grip on her hand tightening. “No. I will hold her for you in case she thinks to run.”
“Hey, now. You can’t spank me. I’m a goddess.”
Brask grabbed her other hand and began to haul her in. “I’ve never spanked a goddess. Come here and be my first.”
She gave in and let him pull her close enough to kiss then she murmured to him. “Be gentle with me. It’s my first time too.”
“Even better. A virgin goddess ass.”
“Wait. Wait,” Dassenze interrupted. “I want to just be together with you both under this beautiful sky. I have a child coming. We should be celebrating in an appropriate manner.”
“Sure.” Brask nodded.
“Mmm.” She joined Dassenze and was happy in the middle with her two men, simply being with them, warm, loved...it was a sensation like no other. “You’re right,” she whispered, laying her head on Dassenze’s chest and snuggling her arm around Brask’s back.
“Yes. Of course I am. Besides, he can spank you later.”
“Shut up. Oops! I mean, let us commune with nature some more, Lord.”
“Both of us can spank you,” he added, deadpan.
This time, she decided to glue her lips together and just be. It was safer by far.
Her breathing slowed, until she seemed to inhale and exhale at the same time as her men. She smiled.
Her gaze was often drawn to the heavens.
Up there, above the pink-tinged blueness, was a whole universe of possibilities and she had forever to look forward to, sharing it with Dassenze and Brask and the child she carried.
Another chime had her warned of a second message. The writing scrolled down the edge of her retina and she read it idly. Her lips curved, as she corrected her last thought...or the children she carried. Twins. But were they both Ascend?
Epilogue
“Ari! Lok!” Mama’s voice drew Lok’s attention away from the building blocks. He turned and toddled to her, wrapping both arms around her leg and beaming up at her. “Where is Ari?”
“There.” He pointed across the deck toward the desert.
Ari, half-hidden behind a strut, was hanging off the end of the deck and trying to get a long neck lam-lad to stop eating the yellow buds off a tree that drooped its boughs over the deck. It chewed its cud some more, twitched its red ears and stared at her.
“Damnation.” Mama put her hands on her hips. “Ari! Time to come inside now. Daddy is taking off and we have to shut down the deck.”
“She’s naugh-ty,” Lok declared indignantly.
“Not as naughty as you, little guy.”
When Mama picked him up and kissed him, he planted a sloppy kiss on her face and hugged her shoulder as she went to get his sister.
“I dread the day you learn to fly.”
Fly? He wondered if that was when your feet left the ground. He could do that. Easy. But having Mama carry him was better.
About Cari Silverwood
Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of kinky darkness or sometimes of dark kinkiness, depending on her moods and the amount of time she's spent staring into the night. She has an ornery nature as well as a lethal curiosity that makes her want to upend plots and see what falls out when you shake them.
When others are writing bad men doing bad things, you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
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Also by Cari Silverwood
Preyfinders Series
Precious Sacrifice
(Published in the anthology, Kept. Also released as a solo book)
Intimidator
Defiler
Squirm Files Series
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Strum – virgin captive of the billionaire demon rock star monster
The Well-hung Gun – virgin captive of the billionaire were-squid gunslinger monster
Pierced Hearts Series
(Dark erotic fiction)
Take me, Break me
Klaus
Bind and Keep me
Make me Yours Evermore
Seize me From Darkness
Yield
The Badass Brats Series
The Dom with a Safeword
The Dom on the Naughty List
The Dom with the Perfect Brats
The Dom with the Clever Tongue
Cataclysm Blues Series
Cataclysm Blues
(A free erotic scifi novella)
The Steamwork Chronicles Series
Iron Dominance
Lust Plague
Steel Dominance
Others
31 Flavors of Kink
Three Days of Dominance
Rough Surrender
(Re-released by Momentum, an eBook branch of Pan Macmillan)
Blood Glyphs
Table of Contents
Defiler
Acknowledgements
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Epilogue
About Cari Silverwood
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