Cosmic Bounty

by Cosmic Bounty [Evernight] (mobi)

  “She has a fragile bone structure; if mounting is to be attempted, it should be done with care. We do not want to cause distress or discomfort to her.”

  With care. At least they care about my comfort. Maybe it won’t be so bad after all? Kat wanted to slap her brain back to sanity.

  “What about making her our sheraz? I paid more than the required bride price for her. She already belongs to us.”

  “You know as well as I, a sheraz has to be a free female, not an owned one. They must make the choice of which set of quad they wish to join. Plus, I do not know if she is genetically able to take our offspring. She is too small and delicate to gestate quads.”

  “I fear if we free her, she may not choose us, but I want her so badly. I’ve already mounted the fuck droid twice. I am nowhere near satisfied. Alert me when she is recovered.”

  Kat now knew it was Gol’s hand that had been stroking her, making her body tingle.

  What is a fuck droid, and would they fuck her? They were so big, if the rest of them were in proportion … Oh, god!

  Hearing footsteps and a whoosh of the door, Kat hoped she was alone, but from the movement around her she knew she wasn’t. This both excited and unnerved her.

  Damn it, she couldn’t pretend to be asleep forever! The deep, gnawing hunger in the pit of her belly compelled her to act.

  She drew in a deep breath and cracked open her lids a little, pleased to find the lights weren’t bright and blinding, but soft. She blinked several times to clear her vision, bringing into focus the same handsome, red face of the alien, who had bought her in the market.

  His golden eyes regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and raw heat.

  Her tongue darted out to lick her dry lips; she was desperately thirsty. She also noted his gaze followed her movement. She swallowed, but ended up coughing, leaning over the bed in an attempt to clear her throat.

  “Easy, little pet, here.” Big Red Alien Man lifted her head, pressing the rim of a container to it. Sweet liquid rushed over her tongue and down the back of her throat. She found herself clutching the bottle and gulping the liquid down greedily.

  “Not too much, I fear you may bring it up.” There was humor in his deep, rich tone.

  Breathing heavily and with slight irritation at his amusement, she handed back the red bottle.

  She cleared her throat. “Thank you.”

  His clean-cut jaw and full, sensual lips twitched up into a full grin, making what was left of her brain short circuit. Kat swallowed hard, trying to recover her wits. Damn, who knew big, red aliens could be so damn sexy? Kat was certain if he were human with paler skin, he’d have every human woman panting after his innately masculine beauty.

  “Hungry now?”

  Kat nodded enthusiastically, and she was rewarded with another broad smile. With apparent ease, he leaned over the bed, scooping her up into his strong, muscular arms, carrying her over to a table, which jutted out from the ship’s bulkhead.

  Instead of setting her down in the overly large chair, obviously designed to accommodate their large frames, he sat down and settled her on his lap.

  “You’re my chair?” She twisted her neck to peer up at him.

  “You’re too small for our chairs. You will be more comfortable this way. Go ahead, eat your fill.”

  It wasn’t hard to turn her attention to the large platter of food before them. She had no idea what anything was, but didn't care, grabbing the strange utensils lying by the plate’s side. She scooped up a pale, yellow substance which looked much like scrambled eggs. It tasted like beef and coconut. Strange, but food was food.

  She ate half the plate before her stomach felt stretched and contentedly full.

  “This is good,” she mumbled, trying not to talk with her mouth full.

  “I am pleased you enjoy it. My brother tells me your name is Kat, and you are from a planet called Earth.”

  'Brother,' the word bounced around in Kat’s mind. “Which brother are you?”

  “I believe you have already met Gol and Hul. I am Ric, designated quad healer.”

  Her head throbbed with the knowledge, quads, four… one, two, three….

  “So, you’re like the family doctor? Are you all identical?”

  His smile was friendly. “Yes, I am the family’s doctor, and yes, all quads born on Galafrax are identical.”

  “All quads, just how many quads are born on your world?”

  “All males are born in quads, only the females are born singular,” Ric informed her, matter-of-factly.

  While it seemed unimportant to him, it felt very important to her. It was a hard concept to wrap her mind around, but hell, after being kidnapped by aliens and sold in an alien market, she was beginning to realize her knowledge of the universe was extremely limited and almost anything was possible.

  “That’s, um, amazing. Multiple births on Earth are not uncommon, but rare.”

  “Tell me about you world, little pet. How was it the Jorval managed to capture such a beautiful, little one as you?”

  Kat should have been offended he kept calling her ‘pet’, but was instead charmed about being called beautiful.

  A mixture of anger and grief rolled through her, thinking back over her abduction.

  Not that her life had been a breadbasket of happiness on earth either.

  Newly divorced, due to her ex-husband preferring to fuck skinny women rather than her rounded, size fourteen figure, Katrina decided to leave city life behind and take a simple job as nurse’s aide in a remote, mining town in outback Australia.

  It grew dark when her beat up, old Holden blew a tire. She was stranded in the middle of nowhere. She thought her luck had changed when what she thought was a helicopter landed not too far from the roadside.

  Kat grabbed her suitcase from her car and walked towards the chopper, only to realize from the size and shape of the craft, it was unlike anything she had ever seen. Not to mention the creatures emerging made her scream and run in the other direction. The little, rat bastards hit her with some kind of paralyzing gun.

  Quickly, they slapped a collar around her neck and bands on her wrists and ankles.

  Whatever they were, it made it impossible to fight. Like a remote controlled doll, she was marched into their ship and into a cage, where she was left with one bowl of water.

  By the time they dragged her from her filthy cage, she went through every range of emotion; shock and denial of being abducted and that aliens existed and they were not friendly; pain and guilt, wondering if there was something she could have done to avoid being kidnapped; and then mulling over her life, and how and where it had gone so wrong. Finally, she sank into a pit of despair, her hunger growing and no food forthcoming.

  But deep in the back of her mind, she would not give up hope she would somehow find a way back home and she had a glint of revenge for those who took her.

  “I was alone and stranded; he shot me with something, and I couldn’t move. Then he put a collar around my neck.”

  Ric nodded in understanding.

  “You were left unguarded by your family?”

  “I don’t have any family. I was traveling to a new job when my car broke down.”

  “No family? Who guards you?”

  “Women on my planet don’t have guards. Well, I don’t. I had a husband, but not anymore.”

  “You have a strange world, if females are unprotected. I see how easy it is to capture them.”

  “Does that mean you’ll take me back to Earth?”

  “Only the Jorval, who stole you, would know the location of your home world. But have no fear. You will be guarded with us. You are not alone anymore.”

  “What is a sheraz?” The question was out, before she could stop it.

  Ric chuckled in amusement. “I knew you had awakened during our discussion. Did you hear it all?”

  There was no way Kat was going to have this conversation with Ric’s huge erection poking into her backside.

  She shov
ed off his lap, her bare feet touching the vibrating metal of the spaceship’s floor. He made no move to stop her, only watching.

  Her legs were weak, but she locked them together to face him, glad she still had her clothes on at this point.

  “I heard the ‘mounting’ part. So, what am I to be, your brothers’ sex slave?”

  “Gol may have bought you, but you are not a slave, little pet.”

  She noted he left out the ‘sex’ in his sentence. She hooked her hand on her hip. “Then let me go.”

  “And where would you go? Your planet is sure to be far from the Hellious galaxy. Females who are unprotected are quickly stolen, as you have already experienced, and are sold, used and badly mistreated. Feel grateful that it was Gol and Hul who found you in the market, or your fate may have turned out dire indeed.”

  There was no way Kat could argue with that, well, with almost all of it. “And who’s to say you’re not going to be as bad as any of those other aliens? You’re big, red giants compared to me.”

  “Does the color of our skin offend you?” he asked, the first look of concern marring his handsome features.

  Kat snorted. She had never been accused of being racist and wasn’t about to start, just because they were aliens. Hell, they were the sexiest aliens she’d ever laid eyes on to date.

  “No, it doesn’t, but you’re really big and I’m so small. You could hurt me.”

  Kat could have laughed at calling herself small. On a human scale she was overweight and unattractive. But here, next to this red giant, she was small. She felt delicate and very feminine next to their hard toned masculinity.

  Ric rose to his full height and took a step forward. Kat took one back.

  “My brothers and I are soldiers. The only creatures who should fear us are our enemies. We care for what belongs to us, little pet. We fight to protect what is ours and what we care about.”

  She couldn’t help but be stunned by the passionate way he spoke. “To ease your fears about us, you may ask any questions you wish. But you do belong to us, is that clear?”

  He’d made it very clear. Kat swallowed, pondering the implications of his words. Neither he nor his brothers would hurt her, and she believed them. But being called property grated against her humanity and pride. She could argue until she was blue in the face, but it didn’t change the fact she was stuck here and depended upon these Demos aliens for her survival. She hoped belonging to them wouldn’t be too bad.

  Hold on, belonging to them? Something here wasn’t quite right.

  Chapter Three

  “So, I belong to Gol, right?” she asked, after a moment of hesitation, wanting to be clear, and half accepting the fact she was ‘owned.’

  But it didn’t mean she had to just lie down and take whatever they were going to dish out.

  “You belong to all of us; none of us has a single possession. All our actions impact on our brothers. When he bought you, he bought you for us all.”

  “Oh shit!” The impact of his words sank in. “Four…” Her breathing became rapid, and she shivered in fright. It was bad enough contemplating having sex with one of these huge, muscled, albeit hunky, alien men, but all four!

  “Kat? Are you ill?” Ric quickly grabbed her upper arms, before she sank into a puddle of panic on the floor. He gripped her around the waist, his other large hand spearing through her hair, holding her head firmly in his grasp, as he studied her face.

  “I … I can’t.”

  He looked puzzled by her words. He scooped her up, carried her to the bed, laying her down. Ric left her to retrieve an instrument she hadn't seen before from a wall panel.

  He ran the instrument over her trembling body, concern evident on his features.

  “The scan shows no sign of illness.”

  “I can’t be what you want,” she squeaked, struggling to keep her fear and panic under control.

  Understanding suddenly lit his features. “I have seen this look before.” Ric lowered his large frame onto the bed, tossing his instrument aside, leaning over her. “It is fear I see in the eyes of our enemy, when we engage them in battle. Tell me what it is which frightens you so? How can I ease your fear?”

  In a surprising tender move, he scooped her up, laying her against his chest, cradling her in his arms. His hands stroked down over her hair, her back and up her arms. The warmth of his body felt comforting and made her feel so safe, she couldn’t help but soften in his arms. She rested her head against his hard chest and breathed in a divinely masculine scent.

  Her body tingled while he stroked his hand down her back. Despite his action being one of comfort, her skin heated, making it sensitive to his slightest touch. Her breasts felt heavy, and her nipples tightened into hard buds. They ached with a need to be touched, petted and pinched.

  She was unable to stop the way her lower stomach clenched, nor the moisture gathering in between her thighs, readying her body to take a long, hard cock. Oh my! Confusion clouded her mind, not knowing if she should continue to fight her body’s reactions, especially when it felt so good.

  Kat forced herself to hold in her moan, when his hand brushed against the side of her braless breast.

  Oh god, how could her body react on such a volatile level to a simple touch? What was wrong with her? Perhaps there was something in the alien food or air which affected her libido.

  Four.

  The word still bounced around her brain. Fuck four big, alien men? Could she? Dare she?

  She struggled to keep her mind focused.

  “You want … want me to sleep with all four of you?”

  “This is your fear? Having all of us to pleasure you?”

  “Pleasure me? I … we … I mean, we don’t do such a thing on my world. Only one lover is enough to deal with.”

  “So, you have had lovers?”

  “Well yes, I was married once, but … but … you can’t just expect me to have sex with all of you!”

  “I know you are frail. I will instruct my brothers to be gentle with you. I will take an oath only to bring you pleasure, and I know my brothers will abide by it, as soldiers and Demos men of honor.”

  Kat was certainly certifiable to be even thinking of having sex with one, let alone four aliens. She pulled back to look up at him.

  “How does it work, um, in your world, having only one woman. Do you take turns?”

  “Yes, one of us is always with our female. She is never alone, never unguarded, and there are times when we share in the pleasure.”

  “Never left alone, ever?”

  He nodded his confirmation. “One of us will be with you, at all times.”

  “I'm used to being alone, a lot. This is so much for me to get used to.”

  “You will adjust. It is not our way to be alone, from birth to death. Demos are always united as brothers.”

  Kat struggled with the concept of never being left alone. It might drive her even more nuts than she already believed herself to be.

  “What if I refuse to have sex with any of you?”

  The wicked smile snaking across Ric’s face had her pulse doubling.

  “Who says you would be able to refuse us?”

  Another rush of panic hit. “You would force me?”

  His smile remained as he slowly shook his head. His hand came up to hold her head still, while he bent to nuzzle her throat.

  “To force a female into sex is an abhorrent thought. On Galafrax we treasure our females.” He drew in a long breath next to her skin, and her already damp panties became wetter. “From the scent you are giving off, I know you want us. Your little, human body is giving off every sign of needing our touch.”

  Heat warmed her cheeks. She wanted to deny his words, angry over her own body’s betrayal. Was it really crazy to want the sexy, red alien? Gosh, four of them!

  What would she have if she went back to Earth, at any rate? Figuring she’d already lost her sanity, there was nothing else for her to lose.

  “Maybe I do, but it d
oesn’t mean I’m still not scared out of my mind.”

  Ric’s hot, wet tongue slid across her throat, making her shudder, a soft moan escaping her lips.

  “Do not fear me. I want to learn how responsive you are, little pet,” his lips murmured across her skin, before placing soft, open mouth kisses up along her throat. Kat’s head tipped back, allowing him better access. His hand slid up through her hair, gripping her scull tightly as he moved his lips over hers. She whimpered softly, her hands stealing up onto his shoulders, curling into fists, as she gripped the material of his sleeveless, dark top. He licked and nipped at her lower lip.

  Any thread of reality was shattered when he sealed his mouth over hers. Who the hell cared if he was an alien? He could kiss like nobody’s business.

  Deep down in the truth of it all, she had let him seduce her. She could have fought harder and made him keep his distance, but she really didn’t want to.

  She was lonely and afraid and he had been the nicest thing she’d come across, since her abduction.

  His smoldering gaze told of a man or alien who really did want her.

  As his mouth plundered hers in a deep, passionate kiss, his hands were busy pushing up the top of her t-shirt. His hot, rough, callused hands explored her heated skin.

  It felt so good. He broke the kiss for only a moment. Kat sucked in a lungful of air, as he whipped her top over her head, discarding it along the bunk on which they sat. He captured her wrists, tugging them behind her and shackling them in one strong hand, keeping her immobile. A thrill ran through her at the thought of being held down, unable to move.

  Having her arms and his under her back made her chest thrust out, giving him full access to her large, DD-sized breasts. Her breasts had always been the only parts of her body her ex-husband liked.

  “I’ve never seen such large chest mounds.”

  She blinked in confusion. Mounds?

  Breathlessly she asked, “Your women don’t have breasts?”