Primal: A Dark Sci-Fi Reverse Harem Romance (Alpha Unknown Book 1)

by Penelope Woods

  “Yes,” I said, choking on my spit. “Masters.”

  He released my arms, and I fell to the bed on my stomach. Cadmar spanked my ass and spread me open for them to lick and tease more. They pried me open with their fingers, squeezing the top mass together and stroking me, my clit growing harder and more sensitive.

  “Who wants her cunt next?” Cadmar asked.

  He sunk his fingers through the root of my hair, pulling up so I could see all of their greedy faces. Donovan was the only one who hadn’t entered me, and he had yet to show me his own dark side. From what I had gathered, he was like me, well hidden in intent but willing to explore the darkest side of the natural world.

  Flipping me onto my back, he forced my legs closed, smacking lightly against my pussy lips. He lowered me to my side, spooning close enough for his huge shaft to slide against my closed but dripping lips. He smoothed his forehead against the side of mine, deeply inhaling before whispering in my ear, “You’re my precious girl.”

  I gently rocked my hips back, my cheeks grazing his strong abdomen. “I am?” I whispered, getting close.

  His hand went from my breasts to my stomach, and he touched me like he adored my body. He nodded, just barely kissing my temple. He licked the palm of his hand and reached behind me. I felt the warm wetness drench my thighs, and his thick, blossoming head pushed me open. “Yes, you are, darling.”

  I inched back until it felt like he had no more room to push. He began thrusting, slowly, but he was enveloping me with all of his being. His hands took my wrists above my head. He thrust in deeper. In that moment, we were so close I couldn’t hold back from kissing him.

  His longing veneration made me wet. He kissed me like our lives depended on it, and I suddenly felt as if I was melting. My body loosened so both Mag and Cadmar could see I wanted them near me as well. The protection of these three men was all I ever wanted.

  As they covered me, I held my eyes open and grabbed Donovan’s arms for support. I held him near as Mag inched forward against me. Soaking and completely aroused, I actually took to him better than I thought I could. With enough pressure and spit, he fit the crown of his throbbing cock. My body burned with heat. Little by little, his shaft split me open.

  I let myself go and collapsed into them, a trembling mess of emotion and satisfaction. Every single feeling I had was locked inside me. Tears quivered from my eyes, but I wanted more. After learning what I had, I wanted to black out like the sky above me. Most of all, I never wanted this to end.

  Donovan shifted my body, placing me onto my knees as Cadmar continued to fuck me from underneath, my tits grazing his opened mouth. Mag came from behind and licked his thumb. I took a deep and calm breath. I knew what he wanted. And though it was never my thing, I was going to give it to him.

  As he touched and felt around my rim, I lifted my ass. He devoured me with a single scoop, opening me with his tongue while the other two beasts fucked the life out of me. One finger slipped inside, moving down toward the knuckle. “Another,” I moaned. “Hurry.”

  I still wasn’t used to the sensation. I felt dirty and wrong. Back home, this was pushing things too far. He gave me a second and a third, and I started to get used to it as best I could. The heat consumed my body, and I fell into the pull of his hand, beckoning me back until I felt it slip over his thickness.

  At first, I didn’t know how to take it. It hurt, and I felt a level of shame wash over me. “Take it,” he grumbled. “You know you want more.”

  I didn’t know, but I found myself moaning because I truly did want to please him. I couldn’t imagine a life alone, without any woman’s care or warmth, without even the scent of a female. I let them take all of my holes because I loved them and their story. I wanted to give them everything they needed to take down Zane.

  I gave myself over to their dark side, and I listened to every grunt they made, every moan of twisted satisfaction. And I loved every second of it.

  “More,” I snarled. “Masters, give me more.”

  I felt warm and my pussy clenched tighter. Soon, my body hummed with delight. I rose, higher and higher, consumed by their intense love. This time, they did not stop. Pushing deeper, searching my wildest fantasies, I felt them inside me. We were connected by this place, and it brought us even closer.

  I begged and pleaded for them to take hold of every bit of me, but there was none left to claim.

  “Is this what you crave, baby?” In the darkness, every breath was taken as one, and all was laid out for them to consume. Every last part of me, until I felt myself disappear, claimed by men who had yielded to their savagery.

  “I’ll give you what you want,” Donovan said as he picked up the pace.

  Cadmar slithered his fingers onto my tongue, expanding my mouth. I closed my lips over him and collapsed, broken and nearly bred. Taken until the very last drop. He smacked my cheeks, squeezed, and brought me to his level, smiling. “What do you want from us?”

  I wasn’t one to think negatively. But every time they thrust away from me, I knew there was a chance all of this could end in seconds. There was a chance Zane had already found a way out, had already found a way to implode this place dry like a vacuum. Everything could go away in an instant, so I wanted to give myself to them 100 percent.

  “Fill me,” I said.

  Deep, masculine groans filled the tent.

  “Sweet, Adeline,” Cadmar whispered.

  “Give me your bond. Your one promise of trust,” I said. “Take me. Breed me. Make me pregnant.”

  All of my heart and soul came dripping out onto the bare tent. Hearts pounding against my body, I felt their cocks swell and undulate. I leaned my head back and took them. My jaw dropped to my chest. This was it. This is what it felt like to have a breathtaking orgasm with someone you love. Only, this time, it was three—and you’d better believe I cherished every second of it.

  Every part of my body buzzed like it was about to explode. My mind fixated on the delicate rush of ultimate pleasure. And then I was in that place, the treasured sunken place I never usually let people see. I couldn’t control anything. I was frozen from the blast of ecstasy. It rolled in like waves, and the feeling in my limbs came and went. I was dripping like a ripened fruit, drenching the floor of the tent like it had just rained above us.

  I crash landed. Coming. Never letting up. Coming... so... hard...

  They broke through me with thunderous roars. Their bodies tensed and seized around my hips, fighting for space around mine. I pushed back as I could, begging them with my longing whimpers. “Never leave.”

  It was as hardcore as it was passionate, the way love should be. There were no excuses to steer away from it. I laid myself bare for them, wide open and quivering. For them, I was a different woman than I was before I got here. And right now, they were the men they’d dreamt of being for so long. In the morning, that would probably disappear as they had warned me earlier, but I had them now, for real.

  I set them free.

  They groaned, fingers digging into me as I shook across the tent floor. I could feel their cocks swell in each hole, ready to burst. Their movements slowed, and their speech turned into sounds an ape might make.

  “Come.”

  My voice rang out like the cold wind on an extra cold day. For them, it was the final nail in the coffin. Their seed jetted deep inside my cavities, firmly compacted by the last thrusts they could give. They were determined to go all the way and put a baby in me, and, without thinking about right and wrong, I wanted them to. Hot white cum spurted until I was absolutely full of their essence.

  In that moment of our vulnerable connection, Mag huffed out a sigh of relief and said exactly what I needed to hear. “Whatever happens, we’re in this together now. As long as you’ll have us, we’ll never leave your side.”

  For a long time, we lay on the tent floor. I gazed at the weathered tarp, still unable to grasp how this dimension was connected to ours. It wasn’t Earth. No, not by a long shot. It sure wa
sn’t my laboratory in Washington D.C. It was something unexplainable, a terrain developed by Cadmar and his own team of scientists. But not every creation was worth keeping around. Every human captive was worth freeing, beastly and savage or not. It did not matter to me. We all deserved a real life.

  That night, they curled against me, sleeping like a pack of wolves around me so I could gather their warmth during the onslaught of wind that naturally swept through this valley. We talked about the old world, and how it used to be so easy. Well, easy wasn’t the best word for it, but they’d at least lived with purpose. They hadn’t experienced the rise of mega-corporations, dealt with the implications of new technology. They could hardly understand what the Internet was and meant for society.

  Of course, the grass is always greener. I yearned to go back in time and live inconspicuously with the knowledge I had now. They wanted the opposite. A world that gave freedom of choice. A world of luxury and a sense of ease. They didn’t understand just how much we had to fix, but it was fun to think about a future in which we could exist with one another. It was all I wanted now.

  As I closed my eyes, I tried to remember the phrase I had taught myself to say if I ever felt like I might fall into another vision. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember it. Instead, I just kept whispering, “I love you.”

  They fell asleep before I could, and I spent a lot of time thinking about how my final fight with Zane might go. I wanted it to be cordial. Fat chance. He would cut me off if he got the opportunity. That thought alone kept me awake.

  I couldn’t stay in this tent any longer. My heart belonged to them, and they gave me every ounce of pleasure this fucked up world had to offer, but it wasn’t enough to change the outcomes. I had flipped-flopped on this idea too many times to count, but I came to the conclusion justice was far more important than accepting the status quo. The world I inhabited on Earth had so many things worth fighting for, but it was slowly being taken over by forces like my father. Yes, my father. I knew now what he was capable of. But it wasn’t only him. The people above him. The chain of command stretched into the heavens, and every person bowed their heads to the one above them. They had to pay the consequences for their sins.

  In the middle of the night, while the men slept calmly, I took stake in the life I wanted. I found a small box near to Donovan’s body. There was something in there, something I needed to know. Grabbing a shirt and my pair of jeans, I ran out into the cold, rocky terrain and started on a new path, following Zane’s footsteps.

  Before I could get too far, I turned around one last time to see the small tent, the look of progress, except there was no progression here. Discovery had led to a land of mirages.

  I ducked to open the box, but, realizing I didn’t have the key, I could only analyze the lock and shake it angrily. Whatever was inside was light. For a moment, I set the box on the ground, hovering my heel over the top. However, after some thought, it seemed like the wrong thing to do.

  Swinging my bag from my shoulder, I searched every zipper for a pocketknife of some sort, anything that could open the small box of mystery. And after digging a little deeper, I found what I was looking for. Well, sort of.

  My hand unveiled a blade. It was obviously Mag’s blade, as I quickly saw the eye at the bottom, but it was closed, as if asleep. Carefully, I swiveled the blade against the lock and noticed it was somehow a perfect fit. Just thin enough, and with the neatly cut edges, it was now obvious it wasn’t purely to serve as a weapon. It was also a key.

  Turning, I jumped as the anticipated click followed the unlatching of its top. I ran my hand against the thick leather that covered the box, slowly opening it, half expecting the devil himself to jump out and pull me into another hallucinatory trance. But nothing happened. Inside the box was a set of pictures, all of them old and starting to fade. The atmosphere of this realm, whatever it was made from, had started to degrade the quality, but I could see the subjects clear enough.

  There was a picture of Mag on top of a ship deck. In his hands was a rifle that could kill plenty, but he bore such a handsome youthful gaze it nearly broke my heart. Just another man trying to do his duty. I flipped the picture to see Donovan, posing without a smile. He was in his laboratory, standing over a test subject. He looked absolutely perplexed. Perhaps even worried.

  I kept flipping through. The only picture Cadmar was in was with the other two. This told me he must have been the one to take the rest of the photos. The men were outside, standing on the rubble platform of some ancient design. Actually, I remembered that exact rocky podium. It was near the gateway.

  Life was right in front of them. Or, so they thought. This picture, in particular, was different. On the back was a handwritten note:

  We have found the gateway, and our superiors have been celebrating their accomplishment. For days, I have watched them rape and pillage the centers of the villages. The markets with their beautiful jewelry stands and delicious-smelling bowls of delicious food... those incredible people lived in innocence. They reminded me there is so much more to life. And now, they will be forced off their land, but for what?

  For what? I beg of you, tell me.

  -S

  I felt a chill run down my spine, and I got the urge to run, but I did not. I flipped to the next photo and gasped in horror. The laboratory where I first saw Donovan standing nobly next to his discovery tools was demolished. It looked as if claws had dug in through the tile. Quickly, I turned to the next. Blood lined the walls, black and glowing from the contrast of the print. On the back, there was writing, but the words were more rushed and frightened. I could see why.

  Nothing left to find. We have failed. But I... I have failed the most.

  Tell me what the world was meant for? Living or scientific research? I thought we were some of the good guys.

  Each photo was more gruesome than the last. Blood everywhere. Pools and pools of blood. Inflated human beings with their entrails bubbling from their mouth as they stood, arms outstretched in horror. Alive. They were alive. My God, the whole thing was just...

  There was one more photograph, but every nerve in my body was telling me not to flip it over. I had seen enough of what my father had gotten away with. The torture. The divine madness of what us, the leading scientists of the world, could initiate.

  But this picture was different. Mag, Cadmar, and Donovan were sitting near a set of greenhouses. In the photograph, their appearance had started to change, but they hadn’t quite grown in stature. There were tears in their eyes. They were tears of joy.

  If you found these photos, I’ll know you’ve read this. For years, we suffered. And then you came. Now, that we are free, we can start again. But we have been waiting, Adeline. We owe our lives to you.

  Keep to the path, the one stretching far against the rocky ridge of the mountain. Tread lightly until you find the greenhouses we spent years cultivating. You’ll find your exit there, a large and immaculate stone. If you can power it for long enough, I am sure you can make it out. Godspeed, Addie. We will always remember you.

  -S. R. M.-

  It was a goodbye note, and it looked like it had been written only nights before. In a place like this, who could really tell? Nevertheless, it tore at my heartstrings. I didn’t want to leave them, but I had to tell the world.

  I sighed and shook my head, worrying I wasn’t one of the good ones either. How could I figure out a way to bring them with me?

  Maybe, I was just like my father. The good ones left the world alone. The good ones focused on their families. But I ran away.

  It wasn’t to say my family didn’t deserve the full blame of my situation. I did run away for a reason. But I wasn’t going to let my father or the government I bowed my head to win or have a hold on me anymore. I pocketed the photos and threw the box into an odd-shaped and purple shrub nearby.

  I was running, just one more time. But this time, it was to the finish line.

  11

  Cadmar

  “Do
n’t follow her,” I said, arms stretched outward to block Mag’s chase. I could feel his heart as he pressed against me, knocking his fist into my ribcage with enough force to normally settle me. Our woman was missing, and we needed to think clearly about it. It was clear now Zane wasn’t one of the good ones, but I did have a feeling he wouldn’t kill her. If she was to find him near the greenhouses, she could calm him down. Maybe she could convince him to come around.

  Impossible, I thought. But these thin slivers of chances were all we had left. I was getting tired of running and fighting for my freedom. Adeline was the only beauty left in the modern world. Without her, I’d lay down my life and wither away.

  “She will leave us.” Mag writhed and threw me to the ground, trying to get a strong enough hold on me.

  Finally, I swiped my ankle around his and strengthened my thigh to slide and tumble him below me. I got the hold on him, placing his arm behind his head and twisting. “Calm yourself. She will not leave. We must have faith in her,” I said.

  Nearby, Donovan sat on a rock and pondered the markings made by our bodies and the tent we had destroyed. I could tell he was hurt. If Mag wanted to leave the most, Donovan just wanted someone to explore and understand the world with him. His entire life, he had wanted to pair with someone who had that same adventurous soul, and he had found that in Adeline. The worry took us all but not by surprise. This was our life.

  “We head to the greenhouses, but we will give her time,” I said, holding my hand in the air to hopefully quiet their protests. “This is her decision. We agreed to this many nights ago. I know you both remember this.”

  Donovan grabbed his pack and tightened the straps. “I don’t care what I agreed to. It was different then and you know it. She is the most unique woman we have ever laid eyes on. If we lose her, we’ll fall away again.”

  “Into madness,” Mag muttered, cryptic and cold.