The Officer's Mess (Warriors Book 3)

by L P Peace

  Inadiine were members of the Tessan Protectorate, so didn’t allow slavery, but weren’t members of the IGC, which would have forced them to hand Danielle over for the crimes they believed Earth had committed when Endurance was destroyed.

  The packages were already waiting in the docking bay when Compound Errors landed and Sidha, her co-conspirator, brought them straight to Danielle in the family suite. She immediately hid them so the guys wouldn’t find them before she could enact her plan.

  There was a market for sexy clothes for humans, unfortunately mostly driven by the slave trade, but it meant that Danielle was able to buy some things which she intended on wearing while seducing her males.

  Seducing her males!

  The thought was so damn strange to her. In her life, she’d never wanted—or craved—sex the way these males made her crave it. It was like she’d discovered sex for the first time, in a good way. Her past was still there, an undercurrent of awareness that occasionally threatened to drag her under, but for some reason, perhaps because they were alien, perhaps because there were three of them, she never felt the tendrils of her past creeping up to drown her in bad memories the way she had when she had attempted intimacy with a human male.

  Not long after she stashed her packages, Aerdan found her in their suite and together, the crew boarded the station.

  Among themselves, the Temerin didn’t spend credits. They pooled most of what they earned, dealing or stealing from other races, to buy their own people from slavery. What they kept, they kept for those things they couldn’t barter for among their own people.

  The six of them ate on the station before Kentor and Sidha split off to explore and Aerdan, Bedvir, and Haddis brought Danielle shopping. Her clothes selection was limited. She needed shoes and other bits of clothing to round out her part of the walk-in wardrobe which the guys had finally started on the previous day.

  The station was in orbit above the Inadiine homeworld. Danielle had watched the approach as they arrived, fascinated with a world where advanced life had evolved, but wasn’t Earth. There was still so much about this galaxy she had to learn.

  They had approached the dark side of the planet, but it glowed with light from the cities on Inadus. Inadus was rich with technology, according to the files she’d read back on Earth. The Tessans had provided them with dossiers on dozens of races, and Danielle had read them all, but Inadus had always stood out to her. They produced smart fabric, which a dozen races used to make armour, including the Kerisians and Tessans. There was some conjecture that they’d created a version that could render the wearer invisible, but if they had, they’d never shared the technology with anyone. There was also intelligence that suggested the best assassins came from Inadus, and Danielle had often wondered if the two pieces of information were related.

  To her eye, as she walked through the station, they reminded her of dark elves from the games some of her university pals had played. They had dark skin, white hair, highly reflective eyes and pointed ears. They were large. Even the females were over seven feet tall, the males ranging from seven and a half feet up, which explained Korren and Dak, the half-Inadiine, half-Tessan brothers she’d met aboard the IGC who both seemed to tower over their Tessan brethren, including Thanesh.

  The four of them stopped in front of a shop, the three guys talking about going in, when Danielle felt eyes on her.

  Turning, she saw a male staring at her with cerulean and canary yellow eyes. He was over seven and a half feet tall, had a strong, aquiline nose, a square jaw, and prominent chin, with high cheekbones. He had an intense look on his face as he watched her, intense with dislike, perhaps even disgust.

  Danielle’s throat closed, a shiver ran over her body, and cold sweat erupted over her skin.

  ‘Fedarin. Come.’

  Danielle turned to find an Inadiine female standing around thirty feet away, calling down the long hall. The male looked at her, hatred etched into his features, before he glanced back at Danielle. Standing, he turned away, dismissing her entirely, before he strode down the hallway, towards the female. Danielle watched until they disappeared around the curving bend of the hall.

  ‘Danielle?’

  Turning, she saw Bedvir looking at her, a curious look on his face. ‘Sorry.’ She gestured to the station, to the alien, yet elegant architecture which swept in long curves, then ended in sharp points, almost like the blade of a sword. ‘I’m a little overwhelmed,’ she admitted. She kept the exchange with the Inadiine to herself. Her males would confront him, and something about him told her he was far more dangerous than anything they’d ever confronted before.

  By the time they were done on the station and moving off, Danielle had more clothes than she’d ever had at a single time in her life before. Even when she moved in with her ultra-rich grandparents, living in the most exclusive neighbourhood overlooking the new Sidney Opera House, she’d never owned this many clothes. Aerdan was a clothes horse and for some reason had decided Danielle needed to be one as well.

  The guys got back to fitting the spare room the next day. They’d already taken out some of the wall and fitted a door, something they’d had to pick up from the Inadiine station, another reason they’d had to go there. Not to mention the interior Aerdan had designed.

  Now they were, all three of them, fitting the new interior.

  Hands sweaty, full of nerves, Danielle went into the other spare room, where they’d stored their things and where she’d hidden her package and prepared herself. By the time she was done she didn’t know if she was shaking more from nerves or need.

  She stood at the door for a few minutes, breathing deep and holding the small box that contained the thing she believed would drive Bedvir to distraction. She’d never done anything like this before. It felt like a watershed moment. If she could do this, she was one step further from her past.

  Determined to succeed, Danielle walked out of the spare room and up the hall.

  The door leading into the spare room was open, and she caught a glance of Aerdan clocking her as she went by.

  ‘Oh, vrok!’ he gasped.

  ‘What’s wrong?’ Haddis asked.

  The sound of Aerdan’s voice gave her a small boost of confidence while also increasing the fluttering in her stomach.

  You can do this!

  As casually as she could manage, Danielle walked into the bedroom and placed the small box atop the chest that had been moved to the bottom of the bed to make way for the door to the walk-in wardrobe.

  ‘Danielle?’

  She looked over her shoulder and saw Aerdan leaning against the door frame, staring at her. Over his shoulder, Haddis looked up. His mouth dropped open when he saw her, and he straightened, almost braining himself on a hanger section they’d gotten up. She could see Bedvir turning towards her, his face looking distracted as though he was only half aware of what was happening.

  Danielle bent over on the bed, placing her hands in front of her, and let them see the slit in the panties she was wearing as she turned away, slowly crawling onto the bed.

  ‘Vrok!’ This time, Aerdan’s voice was thick with need.

  ‘What is that?’ Bedvir croaked.

  Danielle bit her lip, suddenly embarrassed. Perhaps this hadn’t been such a good idea. She could feel the pressure of the small protrusion inside her. Bedvir had placed his thumb inside it before and promised something that had never happened. She knew, if she could show him that she was preparing for him, she could tempt him and once she’d tempted one, the other two wouldn’t be able to resist.

  But still, she was scared.

  She looked over her shoulder and saw Bedvir had walked into the bedroom, his eyes fixed on that intrusive item, already the hardness of his cocks outlined against his pants. Feeling suddenly more confident, Danielle reached between her legs and pushed her fingers through her wet folds. The moan was real. She was desperate for them to take her and that translated to sharp arousal and hips moving almost of their own accord.


  ‘I can’t…’ Haddis moved forward before Aerdan put an arm up to stop him.

  ‘The baby,’ Aerdan said, his voice thick.

  ‘The baby is fine,’ Danielle said. ‘I am not.’ She looked back at them. ‘I need you.’

  ‘What is that,’ Bedvir said.

  Even without naming it, Danielle knew exactly what he was asking about. She moved her finger up and found the blunt end. Pressing against it, she groaned at the added pressure. Looking at Bedvir, she saw the raw hunger on his face. ‘Look in the box.’

  Bedvir’s eyes dropped. He swallowed and crossed the room. Slowly, he reached out, his hands finding the lid and pulling it open.

  ‘Oh, vrok!’ he said.

  Danielle knew exactly what he’d find. Several slots. The intrusion inside her was the smallest, and it was missing. They grew in size. There was a small container included which was a lubricant to help ease entry into that small, puckered hole.

  ‘What are those?’ Aerdan said. He’d moved to Bedvir’s side while her eyes were locked on Bedvir.

  ‘They’re to train her to take our size,’ Bedvir said.

  ‘So you can all take me at once,’ Danielle said, gasping as a shock of arousal went through her at the thought.

  ‘All three of us…’ Aerdan swallowed, unable to finish the sentence.

  Bedvir looked from the box to the gleam of silver inside her. His face seemed impassive, but Danielle knew that meant he was deep in his own mind thinking everything through. Even now, she could see him making plans, all the things he wanted to do to her.

  When his eyes met hers, filled with raw hunger and filthy plans, she knew she’d won.

  He walked over to her, his hand rubbing his cocks through his pants, his free hand caressing her rear as they moved down towards that little glint of silver. He pressed his thumb against it, increasing the pressure and moved it in tight little circles until she was moaning and pressing back against him.

  ‘Now, who’s going to take this tight little hole?’ he growled. Keeping his thumb where it was, he moved his hands through her wet folds and slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Danielle gasped at the second intrusion and rocked her hips against him. ‘Who’s going to take this one?’ he said, his voice thick with arousal now. ‘And who is going to that one?’ He let go of his cocks and reached towards her mouth, a finger tracing her lips before pushing inside her. Danielle sucked on it, the feel of being filled in such a way feeling obscene and erotic. Her pussy was pulsing now with the longing to feel them thrusting inside her.

  ‘Vrok!’ Aerdan’s voice was barely above a whisper.

  Haddis moved into view, his eyes tracking every move.

  ‘We’re going to take this very slow,’ Bedvir said. He pulled out a plug from the box. ‘Nice and slow. We’re going to do this properly.

  * * *

  The plug stared at him from the tiny rosette of Danielle’s delicious rear. In the box next to him were several more in increasing size. There were a couple that they’d never use. One’s that were larger even than him. He guessed these were for Inadiine, who were just larger all over.

  But the rest… Vrok! He couldn’t wait to watch her stretch around each one in turn. He couldn’t wait to vrok her with them, to watch her get used to one before he undid it by giving her something larger. He couldn’t wait to push his cock into her and watch it adjust for his girth, because there was no doubt in Bedvir’s mind that he would be the first to take this virgin hole.

  ‘How slow are we talking about?’ Aerdan asked. He’d mounted the bed and was touching Danielle’s bare back. She was sensitive on the hips and lower back, and after asking the question, Aerdan leaned down and began licking and kissing those sensitive areas. Danielle moaned, her hips moving slow and sensuous.

  Bedvir felt a sly grin twitch at the corner of his mouth. He exchanged his wet fingers, deep in the soft heat of Danielle’s cunt, for the one’s he’d had in her mouth. As he watched, Haddis kissed her, their tongues playing and tangling, before he pushed his own fingers inside her mouth.

  Vrokking her slowly with his fingers, Bedvir caught the blunt end of the plug between his fingers and held it still, until it was Danielle’s movements that dictated it vrokking her.

  She gasped, loud, and her arms almost buckled beneath her.

  Leaning down, Bedvir licked, kissed, and bit her rear. He found that the skin where her rear became her upper thighs was also sensitive. As soon as he started laving the skin with his tongue, she grew wetter around his fingers, and he groaned.

  ‘Slow. We’re not going to be able to do this today,’ Bedvir said, belatedly remembering Aerdan had asked a question. As he spoke, he worked the toy in and out of her, watching her stretch and feeling it like a bolt of arousal to his cocks.

  ‘Danielle, lie on your back,’ Bedvir commanded.

  With Aerdan and Haddis’s help, Danielle was on her back a moment later.

  ‘Closer to the edge,’ Bedvir said. He helped them align Danielle so that her rear was aligned with the edge of the bed, then, pushing the chest back, he knelt down and placed her legs over his shoulders.

  Looking up the length of Danielle’s body, Bedvir’s heart swelled. Danielle was beautiful, vulnerable, perfect. She had been damaged in her past, but she was overcoming that. Just being here, with them right now, proved that.

  The colour her skin had gained while they were on Crassis had faded in the time since they’d left. Her skin was pale and perfect, with small moles, one on the underside of her left breast, the other on her stomach, hovering above her belly button like a moon locked in orbit.

  ‘So beautiful,’ he said. He manipulated the plug again, watching it slide to its thickest extent before pushing it back in. Danielle moaned. ‘Such a good girl. Look how well you take this.’

  Danielle’s eyes met his, and he smiled at her with all of the love in his heart.

  ‘Aerdan.’ He looked at his friend, at his family. Placing his free hand over her cunt, he pulled her outer lips apart and exposed the small bud of her clit.

  Taking his cue, Aerdan, who was lying on the bed on his stomach, leaned down and replaced Bedvir’s fingers, pulling her apart and studying her. ‘So perfect,’ he agreed, then licked her in short, intense circles, focusing only on her bud.

  ‘Haddis, don’t leave her alone up there,’ he ordered.

  Haddis grinned and turned, lying next to her body, he leaned towards her. For a few moments he spoke to her. From the way his Danielle’s face softened, he whispered words of love, then the two of them were lost in a passionate kiss. Haddis smoothed his hands over her chest, before playing with her breasts, massaging them. He plucked and pinched her nipples until they were taut little points.

  When he was sure Danielle was completely relaxed, he inserted a finger inside her, next to the plug. He grunted with satisfaction. It was easy. She was ready for the next size. This would be the extent he would risk with her today.

  He quickly prepared the next plug and swapped them out, listening to Danielle moan and gasp as she breathed through the new intrusion.

  Vrok, he wanted it to be his cock so much!

  Aerdan was using Danielle’s reactions to gauge how fast or slow he was going. He was extending it, slowing as she neared her climax, then speeding up again when she’d plateaued.

  When the plug was fully situated, he began moving it carefully in small circles inside her, making her comfortable with the size.

  Her glistening wet cunt was an invitation he couldn’t pass up and he pushed two fingers inside her, watching Aerdan slow down the strokes of his tongue so she didn’t cum.

  When he could feel she had some give, he started vrokking her with it, in and out slowly, slightly, not to the full extent. His eyes intent on watching her stretching to accommodate it until he was almost able to completely remove and insert it again with only her desperate, encouraging moans which she fed to Haddis and which he was taking greedily.

  From his position, Bedvir could se
e everything, and his cocks were throbbing with the desire to be buried deep inside Danielle’s rear—but not yet. Today, he would cum in her mouth. He would feel her sucking him, the licks of her tongue, the scrape of her teeth, her eyes locked on him.

  Bedvir let out a ragged breath. His control felt slippery, variable, but he clamped it down with an iron will.

  Someday soon, he would vrok both her rear and cunt at the same time.

  Bedvir sped his fingers inside her. Aerdan looked at him, never wavering from his duty, and Bedvir nodded. With a quick grin, Aerdan sped his tongue, and Bedvir pushed further and faster.

  Danielle’s moans became desperate sobs, and still Haddis never stopped kissing her. His hands moved from breast to breast, pinching and plucking on both nipples. Aerdan smoothed his hand over her stomach and Bedvir, letting go of the plug, smoothed his hands over her thigh.

  The muscles in Danielle’s legs were flinching now. Bedvir took hold of her ankle, resting on his shoulder and turned, smelling her skin and kissing her. He whispered encouragement, watching her and Haddis kissing and all the while his fingers plunged in and out of her, stretching her. Danielle cried out, and Bedvir felt a fresh wave of wetness flood over his fingers as her body went rigid. Aerdan continued his attentions until she was gasping for breath and Haddis finally let her get air. Her chest heaved in great gasps and Haddis’s eyes, going to her breasts, massaged them throughout.

  ‘Aerdan, I think our female needs a good vrokking.’

  Aerdan grinned and stood. He leaned down to her face, his hand sliding into her hair and watched her for a few moments, whispering things that were just between the two of them before grazing a kiss over her lips and heading to replace Bedvir at the bottom of the bed.

  Bedvir walked over to her and looked down at her. Her brown eyes watched him as he stood there.

  ‘On your hands and knees,’ he said.

  Danielle shook her head. ‘I need a moment,’

  Bedvir squatted. ‘I said, on your hands and knees.’