Chapter 8
Erica
The Commander—Kaed—grinned. A slow, lethal smile that made him look even sexier. Dark. Dangerous. Hot as hell. And he stood up to me. He didn’t seem to wilt under my bold nature.
“What did you say to me, mate?”
Oh, shit. I’d gone too far that time. The commander, Kaed, my primary male, the one who was supposed to be ninety-nine percent perfect for me, glared at me like I’d just threatened to take down his entire battleship. Or worse. His gaze was hot, intent and focused. He looked all too eager to answer my challenge.
And my pussy wept.
Not the first time the disconnect between my brain and my mouth had gotten me in trouble. I tended to say what I thought, without a filter. Which, so far, hadn’t been working out all that well. Especially with Earth men.
But these two were not human. God no. They were huge. Ronan was golden all over, every inch of him like a gilded god. And Kaed? He was tall, dark and dangerous. Dark caramel skin, dark hair and eyes. They both had the angular features of the Prillon race, not human looking, but humanoid and exotic. Intense. Probably seven feet tall, making me feel tiny despite my five-foot-nine inches, size eleven shoes and enough curves for two women. And then there was the non-stop, never-ending muscles. Chest muscles. Thighs. Back muscles. God, even their necks were lined with power.
And they were naked.
I glanced down.
Oh, yeah. And huge—huge—cocks.
I was about to cream myself just staring at Kaed’s cock. I wanted it inside me. Now. Stretching me open as Ronan positioned himself at my ass. I’d never done any kind of ass play before, never even considered it. Why would I if I had a hard time finding a guy who knew what to do with my pussy, let alone my ass.
But that was before the testing dream. It had been like an epiphany, a porno that had somehow told me what I really wanted. What I really needed. That dream came back full-force, my body more than willing to experience the bliss I’d felt in the testing, taking two cocks. Add that to Ronan’s magical mouth… god, I’d come within a minute. From oral. Fingers, too, but O.M.G.
I was ready to give them everything¸ all of me, just like in the bride processing dream. But all Kaed seemed to want to do was talk to me and argue with Ronan. With his cock all hard and pointing straight at me.
God.
Men.
Whatever. I was tired. I’d transported halfway across the galaxy—well, really, really far. I actually had no idea where I was in comparison to Earth. So, I’d gone through all the testing, transported—excited to arrive and be claimed by two sexy hunks who instantly adored me. Instead? Well, I’d spent all of last night—my last night on Earth and in my bed—in fitful sleep wondering if I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life, then gone through about a million questions at the Brides Center, hours of physical and mental testing, the dream sex, transported across the freaking universe, arrived in the middle of a medical emergency after what looked like a nasty battle—which kind of freaked me out—and for what?
For these jerks to fight over me like they were hungry wolves and I was just a piece of meat? The alpha wolf didn’t really want me, but he didn’t want to let Ronan have me either.
My primary mate hadn’t even really touched me yet. I didn’t count his carrying me from the transport platform. That had been duty… not desire. Not once had I felt his touch as a caress. Not one kiss. Nothing. No compliments. No smiles. Nothing. He’d scowled, complained about my presence, made it known he was not happy that I was in danger. But nothing intimate. Personal. He’d barely spoken to me at all.
Pathetic. And disappointing. Very, very disappointing.
My eyes burned. My throat closed up.
Tears? Damn it. I was even more tired than I thought.
“Look. Forget it. Get out of my way.” I shoved at the commander’s chest—I couldn’t call him Kaed right now, not when he was being so distant—and tried to step past him.
“No.” His hand wrapped around my waist, the touch electrifying. His arm was hard as a rock, not letting me pass but not trapping me either. The arm was more like a command to stay right where I was, an extension of his will.
Enough. I was too far past exhausted to care what came out of my mouth, and too frustrated with my needy body to try to maintain control. The testing dream had been so amazing. It was probably stupid to think that the three of us would all be so content and connected and happily-ever-after instantly. But this weird tension between my mates? I didn’t understand it. If they didn’t want to share a mate with one another, then why had the commander chosen Ronan to be his second? And if the commander didn’t want a mate at all, why did he go through the testing? He had to be in their system for me to be matched to him. Right?
“Maybe the matching program made a mistake.” My sigh was deep, and it hurt, crushing my chest as the air left my lungs. Not only did he not appear to want a mate—other than the erection, which could be written off as purely biological—he hadn’t been attentive or comforting or caring. At. All. Completely naked, I had transported into a mess, blood and wounded warriors—I’d held my own, kept my cool—and he’d acted like he didn’t want me around. Not then. Not now, when he had a curvy, naked woman in his shower.
Aroused, willing woman shows up, begging him to claim her, and what?
I thought I’d be riding his cock with my back against the wall, screaming his name by now. That’s what I’d really, really wanted to be doing. Not this. Not holding back tears and wondering if I’d made the biggest, most colossal, mistake of my life. The walk of shame back to Earth was pretty fucking far.
His dark eyes were like pools of black. I had no idea what he was thinking, or feeling, or wanting as he stared at me, every muscle in his body so tight he was like a bowstring about to snap.
“Perhaps.”
“What?” Ronan spoke the word for me. What the fuck kind of game was this guy playing?
Karter stepped forward, and I moved back as he advanced until my ass hit the smooth, wet wall. My hands lifted instinctively to his chest, to hold him off—or so I thought—but I didn’t push him away. I stroked the heated skin beneath my palms. The Prillons were warm to the touch, like a human with a high fever. So hot. Hard, like their muscles were made of granite.
“I want you, female. I want to lift you off your feet and bury my cock in your tight pussy. I want to fuck you and fill you with my seed.”
Oh? Was that all?
“About time.” I lifted my hand, traced his full lips with my fingertip. He and Ronan were both so big… thank god. I loved that I seemed almost small with them. “Are you always this stubborn?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ronan answered.
I stared up at Karter—Kaed, I could think of him as Kaed now that he was mine again—and tilted my head back. “Kiss me, Kaed. Kiss me and lift me up. I’ve wanted it… needed it, even on Earth. Fuck me against the wall like you want to. Do it.” I was ready, still wet and needy from Ronan’s attention, and Kaed’s gorgeous body, and the anticipation of what I hoped was about to happen. I wanted what he was offering me. Hot sex. Two devoted males. His seed. A baby. I’d wanted to be a mother for as long as I could remember. I wanted everything.
He moved as if I had unleashed a caged, wild animal. His mouth crashed down on mine as he lifted me off my feet. With a gasp, I wrapped my legs around his waist, opening myself in invitation. His tongue slid into my mouth and his cock deep in my pussy in one powerful thrust.
My head angled back and I closed my eyes.
“Yes,” I moaned, when he lifted his head so we could breathe. Sooooo yes. Warden Egara wasn’t just getting a thank you note, but balloons and maybe a big-ass teddy bear.
The sounds coming from my throat were primal, and I made no attempt to stop them or hide my pleasure from this warrior. I’d told him what I wanted. Offered my naked body to him. Hell, I transported across a galaxy for him. He was mine now. I felt it in the tense lines of his shou
lders, in the nearly mindless thrusting of his hips as he fucked me with his huge cock. Fast. Deep. Hard.
I’d been aroused and ready for Ronan, coming easily for him. What woman wouldn’t come from his prowess with his tongue and fingers. He’d found my clit and G-spot without a road map and a flashlight.
Since I was all sensitive and warmed up, just a thick cock stretching me open, stroking over places deep inside had me coming so easily. Perhaps it was because my mind wasn’t stopping me. I wasn’t inhibited. I wasn’t shy. I wasn’t even thinking about whether I’d shaved today. My brain was focused solely and completely on how good he made me feel. And I wasn’t even wearing the collars I’d seen in the testing dream.
I came with a sharp cry that only seemed to encourage him to increase his pace until I was gasping for air, unable to breathe, unwilling to stop. Until I screamed as another orgasm ripped through my entire body like an earthquake, shaking every muscle, every bone.
His seed spilled deep inside me, a hot stream that I hoped would find its way deeper, giving me the child I wanted. Literally met the guy a few hours ago and now I wanted his kid. But, the testing program knew what I needed and it gave me Kaed, so I wasn’t delaying. At all.
When it was over, he shuddered and pulled his still hard cock free. I stared down at it—he was ready to go again… already?—as he gently washed the remnants of his seed from my pussy and thighs. I wondered at the odd behavior.
“You ready to share now, Commander?” Ronan asked.
Kaed actually turned his head to growl over his shoulder at his second. “Share? You tasted her first. I will not forget that.”
Ronan remained silent as Kaed rinsed and dried me with a warrior’s efficiency, his touch gentle but not sensual in any way. He wouldn’t even look me in the eyes. When he was done, he lifted me and carried me—no strain on his part—into the main quarters where a living room area was set up, complete with two large sofas, a small table with four chairs made for someone much taller than I was—my feet would dangle and swing like I was a three-year-old if I tried to sit there—and a bed more than big enough for the three of us.
I thought Kaed would go for the bed, but he carried me to the sofa instead and sat down with me on his lap.
“Now, mate, you will attend to Ronan.”
“Yes.” I was relaxed and pliant in his arms, the three orgasms they’d given me making my body feel like a pool of melted caramel. But my pussy was swollen and wet, and even though he’d cleaned me, cum still slipped from me. My breasts were heavy, my nipples tight peaks. My blood still pounded and my clit throbbed. I was tired, but I wanted this to be right. I wanted to make sure both of my mates knew they were gorgeous and perfect and wanted. “I want you, Ronan. I want both of you.”
Ronan had followed behind, the slim device in his hand as he stood next to where we sat. His cock was at eye level, bulging and full. Huge, like Kaed’s. Now that I knew what it felt like to have Kaed inside me, I wanted to feel that again. I wanted to know what it felt like to have each of them inside me. I needed to claim them both. To give them both pleasure. If I were carrying their child, I did not want to know whose seed had taken hold. I wanted the baby to be ours. All three of ours. Equally. If there was some kind of DNA testing to determine who the father was, I didn’t want it. We were a family now. They were my family. They were mine.
I was all in on this. When I walked into the Brides Testing center in Florida, I’d been absolutely positive about what I wanted. I had no doubts then, I still didn’t now.
And if these two were truly mine, forever, as Warden Egara had promised me, I was going to get my way, at least about something as vitally important to our future as this.
Not waiting for instructions or demands I would have to ignore, I leaned forward and took Ronan’s cock in my hand, guiding it to my mouth. He staggered forward, his groans growing in volume as his pre-cum coated my tongue and his cock jerked in my hold.
“Ah, mate,” he said, then clenched his jaw.
He was big, too big for me to take in fully, but I worked his tip between my lips, swirling my tongue around the thick head as if he were my favorite flavor of ice cream cone. I worked his base with my hand, gently leading him where I wanted him to go as I played.
When I had him with his knees on the floor, I broke free and turned in Kaed’s arms with my ass up, presenting my wet, dripping pussy to Ronan.
Both warriors froze as if in shock.
“What are you doing, female?” Kaed asked.
“Erica?” Ronan spoke at nearly the same instant, with his gaze squarely on my upturned ass. I knew he could see my pussy lips from this angle, and probably some of Kaed’s seed slipping from me.
I smiled up at Kaed as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. “What? Can’t I please both of you at once?”
His quickly indrawn breath prevented him from speaking as I lowered my head and swallowed as much of his hard length as I could. He felt different, tasted different than Ronan, against my tongue. Behind me, Ronan cursed, his fingers pushing forward into my pussy.
“She’s so fucking wet, Kaed.” His voice was filled with wonder. “She’s coated in your seed.”
Kaed didn’t speak but buried his hands in my hair with a soft moan as I worked him with my lips and tongue. I shifted my hips, working myself on Ronan’s fingers.
“This is going to feel good, mate. I promise you.” Ronan spoke, but I did my best to ignore him, focused on the task at hand until the hard, rounded tip of something cold pressed against me…there.
I lifted my head and gasped. Was he sliding something into my…
With a soft pop, something entered my bottom, the handle sliding to a stop pressed to my ass cheeks. I’d been too focused on Kaed’s cock to resist the entry and the object slid in with a smooth glide, as if Ronan had filled me with lube, but I knew there had been none. It would have been cold and slippery, but I’d felt nothing. “Ronan? What?”
He leaned over my back, his large hands splayed over my ass as he kissed the length of my spine, his body heat like a hot blanket. “Hush, mate. This is how we will prepare you to take both of us. One in your pussy, one in your ass. We have to prepare you because you are tight. Too tight. But I promise you nothing but pleasure. Trust me.”
So far, the object felt strange, but good. Nerve endings I didn’t even know existed were awakened, the sensations different, yet incredible. The slight increase in pressure made my pussy even more eager to be filled. I wondered what his cock would feel like pressed deep inside me against that.
I didn’t want to wait. Reaching back, I grabbed his cock, positioned at my entrance and shoved back, taking him inside me. Claiming him.
“Erica, no!” He leaned back, sitting up on his haunches immediately, but I had him deep, pressed against whatever toy he’d just put in my ass, and I wasn’t letting him go. I arched up and back, locked my hands around his neck and held on for dear life, his cock deep.
On Earth, I’d be considered a slut going after two guys like this. Practically strangers and not just basic Tab A into Slot B sex here. There were toys and two guys and me, my inner sex goddess coming out to play. I liked her. A lot.
“Yes. I want you inside me.” I pressed down, angling my hips to take him deeper, squeezed my inner muscles. Let go. Over and over until I was on the brink of another orgasm. He was as big as Kaed, not as thick in girth, but a touch longer. He bottomed out and it pushed me just shy of painful.
“Fuck. I’m sorry, Kaed.” Ronan’s cock jumped inside me, and I knew he was holding back. Why would he not grab hold and fuck hard?
Why? His response was odd, and a bit disturbing. Why was he apologizing for fucking me? Why weren’t his hands on my breasts? His mouth on my neck? Why wasn’t he urging me on? Telling me he wanted me? Couldn’t wait to fill me with his seed? Why was I the only one into it right now?
Confused, I looked to Kaed for answers, found him staring at my bouncing breasts. “Kaed?”
He tore his gaze from my body and glanced at me, then Ronan. “She does not know our ways, Ronan.”
Sex was sex, not matter what planet you were on. Right?
“But I do. I won’t come. I won’t give her my seed.” Ronan’s hands trembled on my hips as he attempted to push me off his lap. I stayed put.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you want me?”
Behind me, Ronan groaned at my question. He was panting but Kaed stared at me like he was analyzing a puzzle, a puzzle he desperately needed to solve.
Kaed’s stare was making my pussy clench, making me hot. I was about to come again because until now, I’d never been watched before.
God, my mate had dangerous eyes.
Ronan’s fingers dug into my hips, just enough that I knew he was fighting himself, fighting his need to come inside me. “The primary male has first rights to a child, mate,” he bit out. “I am not allowed to fuck you in your pussy, to give you my seed, until you are carrying Kaed’s child.”
“Are you serious?” That was stupid. I told them as much. “Aren’t you both mine? I don’t want to look at my child and think—Oh, that’s Kaed’s baby—and Oh, that one is Ronan’s. I don’t want that. Are we a family or not?”
Why were we having this conversation now? Now, with Ronan’s cock inside me and Kaed’s eyes focused on my breasts, the taste of his cock still thick on my lips?
Ronan held perfectly still, waiting for Kaed’s answer as much as I. We were both at Kaed’s mercy, it seemed, unless I wanted to walk away from these mates and chose another primary male. But even then, according to Warden Egara, I would have to wait thirty days. That might break my heart. I’d only been here a few hours, and I already wanted to keep them. Both of them.
And Kaed had come inside me. His seed made Ronan’s passage easier. I could get pregnant from this first time. Warden Egara had offered me birth control, but I didn’t want it. I was pushing thirty and I was ready. She said it was up to me, that Prillon males never said no to a child. Ever.
Seemed that was wrong, too. They shared my body, but I had to take turns making babies with them? That felt wrong. I didn’t want to live like that. Maybe if I had three dark-haired little ones in a row, I’d take some time and try to go for gold, but right now, I didn’t want to think like that.
The Commanders' Mate (Interstellar Brides® Book 15) Page 7