Cosmic Bounty

by Cosmic Bounty [Evernight] (mobi)

  Warm spray hit her back; she tore her mouth away from Div's in a gasp. Her eyes flew open.

  "Washing the cleansing oils off." His voice and face betrayed the raw hunger.

  To know he truly wanted her made her stomach flutter in anticipation.

  "Shhh, little Kat, close your eyes, enjoy." She obeyed his command and he pulled back to turn her in the flowing water from above their heads. His touch was caressing, as he brushed his large hands all over her body, washing off the bubbles from the bath.

  His hands left her for a moment, before returning, Kat frowned, feeling something different to Div's touch. When she tried to turn around, he held her in place.

  It was as if his hands were touching her anew for the first time, gliding over her skin in a heated exploration.

  "Something feels different, Div?"

  "So soft, so beautiful." Right off, Kat knew this was not Div, nor was it Ric. So that left only two brothers to choose.

  His touch was demanding, possessive.

  "Gol?"

  "Already you can tell us apart, I am impressed." He turned her around in his arms, and she stared into the identical face. They all looked exactly the same, but their touch, manners, even the way they talked differed just slightly, showing their individuality.

  She glanced around Gol to see Div standing back, his arms crossed, making his arm muscles bulge. Two naked Demos lords; it made the large bathroom suddenly appear small and her body feel hot.

  The words Div told her about Gol getting to have her first came rushing back.

  Already highly aroused from Div's touch, she leaned into Gol when he tugged her closer. She lifted her face to meet his kiss.

  Just like the man, commanding and in control, she let herself melt into the hardness of Gol. He wrapped his strong arms around her, gripping her hips, pinning her to the cool, metal wall at her back.

  She marveled at what strength it took to hold her there. She was no petite, little woman. These Demos men made her feel dainty and feminine.

  Kat was gasping for air by the time he pulled back, trailing kisses over her neck and shoulder, nipping and licking her freshly washed skin.

  "Katrina..." He raised his head. ”You are not a slave. I give you a choice. Are you sure you want this? For when we start, we will not stop, not until we have all had you."

  She thought it was sweet he was giving her a choice. Her body trembled with both fear and arousal at the thought of taking all four brothers.

  Decision made, she boldly skimmed her hand down his stomach and wrapped her fingers around his long, thick cock, watching him hiss softly and his eyes darken with pure lust.

  "I want this."

  Chapter Six

  Words failed Kat, as he yanked her from the waterfall of the shower. Gol and Div worked as a team to quickly dry her, before Gol carried her back into the main cabin, laying her down on the large bed.

  "I know you are unaware of our sex practices. If we do anything to frighten you, or at any time you are in pain, tell us, and we will stop."

  She was deeply touched by their concern, but by now she burned with lust for him, which surprised and shocked her. So much for mild mannered, big boned Kat. She felt more like the tigress eager to please her red tigers.

  "I will," she whispered.

  To seal the deal, he lay his large, red body down next to her left side. It was a tantalizing sight to see his red hand against the contrast of her pale, creamy skin—but it only made her hotter.

  He cupped her right breast, toying with it, and then he lowered his head to take the bud into his mouth. She whimpered as he tasted her, flicking his tongue over and around the engorged nipple, before sucking it fully into his mouth. His other hand stroked over her stomach, down over her thighs, and then back again.

  She moaned and arched back, feeling the pulse of each hard tug of his mouth, right down to her core. She grew wetter and didn’t think she could get any needier, until a second pair of hands joined Gol's. Div nuzzled in at her neck, placing hot, wet kisses along her neckline and over her shoulder. His hand palmed her other breast.

  "These mounds are a delight, are they not, brother?" Div proclaimed, before his mouth lowered, flicking his tongue across the bud. Between them, they sucked, flicked and nipped at her breast, over and over. She panted and moaned, utterly senseless with need.

  A hand delved between her thighs; whose, she didn’t know and didn't care. The fingers slid between her wet folds, stroking her clit.

  “Oooh. Aaaaah, oh god!” Her wound up body went off like a coiled spring, her breath hitched, just as she let out a keening wail. Pleasure saturated her every nerve ending.

  “I like the way her skin flushes when she peaks.” Div kept up his assault on her breasts; Gol gripped her trembling knees, pushing her legs up to her chest, fully exposing her to his gaze. She’d never felt so vulnerable, but somehow it was in a good way, an exciting way.

  Gol stroked his hand through her curls, using his finger to fully separate the lips of her sex.

  She opened her eyes and followed their gazes; both men were studying her folds.

  “Her klei is on her outer body,” Gol rumbled. Kat glanced down to see them studying her clit.

  “Your women don’t have a clit?”

  “Yes, but it is just within the body, here.” Gol pushed a thick finger into her weeping heat, curling his finger up to hit right at her g-spot. Kat moaned with a wave of pure pleasure washing over her, when his finger rubbed against it.

  “Oh god, that’s what we call the g-spot,” she managed to gasp.

  “It appears highly sensitive when stimulated.” He continued rubbing it, carefully watching her reaction.

  She was going to come faster than she ever had, if he didn’t stop.

  “And her klei, I wonder?” Div joined in, lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her highly sensitive and engorged clit.

  Overloaded with raw sensation, she threw her head back, squeezing her eyes shut as she came.

  Hard.

  Her body racked with tremors and milked Gol’s fingers. Slowly, he pulled his finger out. Both brothers were stroking her sensitive skin, whispering soft words of how beautiful she was, bringing her down from the peak. She lay exhausted like a cooked, limp noodle.

  “She is wet, so very wet. I am amazed at how many times she has peaked. It takes hours of work just to please one of our women, then she can only peak once,” Gol said. “Look at how she flows with juices, with our lubricants and hers, I believe her body can take us now.”

  Kat barely registered Gol’s words, but felt something larger than just a finger connecting with the mouth of her sex. She whimpered softly while he slowly pressed into her. Her flesh yielded, stretching around his girth. He pulled out a little, only to slide in deeper, repeating the sawing action until he was seated deep within.

  Kat never experienced such a long, thick cock inside her before. She could feel him at the entrance to her womb.

  She felt utterly impaled, beautifully helpless, and loved every damn second of it. She opened her eyes to slits to see Gol’s strained face. She wanted, needed him to move and tried to buck her hips.

  “By the Ice Plains, brother, she feels like the flame itself, so hot, tight and wet, the way her sheath grips me.” He groaned, shifting his hips, pulling out before sinking back into her. They both moaned louder in sheer bliss, at the wonderful feeling the friction created.

  He hooked her legs around his thick muscled waist and gathered her into his arms, her head tucked under his chin. She felt protected here, wrapped in his arms, as if no other soul in the galaxy existed, but just the two of them. He almost withdrew before pushing back in, starting a slow steady rhythm, driving her to the brink of madness. Kat then felt the swell of another orgasm. If ever she was going to die from sex, hell, this was the way to go.

  Gol’s thrusting became more frantic. He plowed into her, seeking his own satisfaction. She was a willing passenger.

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/>   Gol felt his spine tingle as he hurriedly pounded into the little human, unable to control how he took her, such was his desperation. Her cry of completion barely audible in his ears, a powerful surge raced through his body, the bliss of the fires touching him, like he had never known. His seed spilled forth to coat her inner walls.

  Gol growled low, collapsing forward.

  “Off, brother, you will crush her.” Div gripped his shoulder, pulling him off their female.

  Drunk on the pleasure, it took him a moment to realize he lost control. He blinked down at the prone woman. A sudden fear hit him as she lay limply. Damn the Ice Plains, he hurt her!

  Gol pulled from her warmth, gently gathering her up in his arms.

  “Little beauty, speak to me. Are you alright? I was too rough; you are so small and fragile.”

  “I’m okay, not rough, was good,” came her mumbled, sleepy reply. “Too many orgasms, can’t move now.”

  Gol breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes opened, and he peered down into their lovely, green depths. She gave him a sleepy smile, making his heart clench. There was no way they could ever let this one go. She would be their sheraz.

  “Can she take me?”

  Gol glared at Div, wanting to tear his head off for being so damn insensitive to their … the word ‘sheraz’ and ‘ours’ was stamped in his brain. She could be nothing but.

  “Sure, just don’t expect me to do much.” She turned her head to smile at Div.

  “Sweet, little Kat, leave it all up to me.”

  Gol surrendered the woman in his arms to his brother, climbing off the bed; it didn’t take long for Div to climb between her legs and thrust into her.

  She moaned her pleasure at being filled again.

  The door of their quarters slid open. Ric and Hul strode in, pausing to watch Div fucking their woman.

  “Glad to see you took my advice.” Ric grinned.

  Hul sealed the door, before they both started stripping off their uniforms.

  “Was she good?” Hul asked Gol.

  “Words cannot describe how it feels inside of her, brother. You will have to wait and see for yourself.” Gol then quickly outlined the sexual differences of her klei being on the outside, hidden within the folds of her sex and her g-spot, where the klei was on Demos females.

  Hul walked over to Div, slapping him on the back, urging him to ‘hurry up’.

  “We are going to need to find her a sponsor, as soon as we land,” Gol told Ric, his eyes on Div, and the intense pleasure on his brother’s face. As their woman writhed under Div, she made a small, keening wail, as she came for the fourth time. Div roared, shuddering as he came. Unlike Gol, he rolled quickly to the side to avoid falling on her. Hul was quick to shove Div completely out the way and take his place between Kat’s thighs.

  Her eyes opened, peering up at Hul. “Hi,” she mumbled, and then moaned when he thrust into her.

  “Hello, little pet.”

  Div, who was still struggling to bring his breathing under control, chuckled when she growled, trying to slap at Hul’s chest.

  “Call her Kat, brother. She does not like being called a pet,” Div informed the brother now fucking their woman.

  Hul gripped her wrists, pinning them to her sides, keeping her immobile.

  Gol noted how her muscles tensed and her eyes darkened, as she arched her hips to meet Hul’s thrusts. Interesting thoughts and ideas formed in his mind, ones he would have to test at a later date.

  “I have someone in mind to adopt her. Kle-Fir family unit work in the palace. Their sons have just entered training, so will be absent during Kat’s required stay with her adopted fathers.” Ric’s gaze riveted to the sight of Hul taking, claiming their female.

  “Contact them, arrange the adoption. Once it is done then we will free her. As much as I have no wish to be parted from her now, I know it's necessary.”

  “And our plan to win her heart?” Ric reminded him.

  “We still have five days to convince her she belongs to us, before we land and start the process.”

  Gol’s rod was hard again. He stroked it in time with Hul’s frantic thrusting. As much as he wanted to, he knew he could not mount her again this eve. She’d given so much already and he did not want to overwhelm her. Ric was already stepping forward to have his turn with Kat, as Hul thrust, growling out his climax. Ric moved in and shoved Hul out of the way.

  “Ric, I don’t think I can come anymore…”

  “Shhh, little one, it will be alright.” Ric knelt back on his heels and turned Kat over, pulling her up and planting her knees, before mounting her from behind. Div now joined Gol, watching Ric fuck her in strong, steady strokes.

  “She’s our sheraz, right?” The eagerness in Div’s voice obvious.

  “Yes, arrangements will be made.”

  “Good, because if ever there was something I would break our brotherhood bond over, it is this female.” Div’s words hung heavily in the air. A Galafraxian quad bond was nearly unbreakable. For Div to make such claim rocked Gol to his foundations, and he stared at his younger brother and realized how deep their feelings ran for Kat.

  “She is ours. We will ensure it stays that way.” Div nodded, slapping Gol on the back, his gaze drifting back to Ric and Kat on the bed. Her soft moans filled the air along with the heavy scent of sweat and sex.

  “To think it takes all four of us to bring one Demos woman to climax.” Div shook his head.

  Gol understood that the one little female had besotted them to the point of obsession, and there would be no going back.

  Chapter Seven

  The term ‘being fucked blind’ now made complete sense to Kat. She drew in a deep breath and winced at her sore, tender muscles, protesting her every movement. It had been a while since she’d had sex, let alone sex with four hugely muscled, extremely strong, to-die-for, good looking alien men with cocks the size and length of large cucumbers! She fought the urge to giggle hysterically. It was like being trapped inside some bizarre dream, one from which she didn’t want to awaken.

  She blacked out after her last climax with Ric and had no idea how long she was asleep. Despite it, she’d never felt so sated and strangely content. Little electronic beeping noises made her aware she was not alone in the room.

  Her body felt clean and the bed she lay on also smelled fresh, free of the musky smell of sex. They had obviously taken care of her. She cracked her eye open to find the cabin lights dimmed. Rolling over, she glanced about the quarters.

  Across the room sat one of the brothers, studying some kind of three-dimensional chart, which was hovering above the table. She watched, fascinated, while he used his hand to manipulate the image, turning things over and removing a few things, before speaking softly to the computer to add something.

  Kat sat up and stretched, bringing the brother’s attention to her.

  “Hello, little pet.”

  Kat grit her teeth. "Hul, you know I don’t like being called that.”

  “Yes, I have been informed,” he said simply and went back to his chart. Clearly, he was not going to stop calling her pet anytime soon.

  The rumbling of her stomach quickly put a stop to the retort on the tip of her tongue.

  Hul switched off his chart and ordered brighter lights in the quarters.

  “Ric thought you would enjoy the comfort of your own clothing.” Hul nodded to the end of the large bed, where some clothes from her suitcase lay. One of her light, floral summer dresses rested on top.

  “Although, I would prefer to keep you as you are.” His full lip lifted at the corners of his mouth.

  So sexy, he smiled at her like that.

  She glanced under the deep plum red sheet which covered her, not surprised to find herself naked.

  She sighed, ignoring Hul’s amused gaze, and clung tightly to the sheet at her breast, reaching down to snatch up her yellow, floral print dress. She let the sheet fall to tug the dress over her head.

  “Is modesty a common
thing on your planet?” Hul asked from the other side of the room. He’d opened a microwave-sized panel in the wall.

  “Yes, it is.”

  “I guess we shall have to cure you of that, sooner or later.”

  Kat frowned, wondering what else they planned to do with her.

  Hul spoke to the open wall panel. She blinked, stunned as the machine hummed and a tray of food with a cup appeared in a shimmering mist.

  “What is that?” She crawled forward on the bed, groaning at her ache in her protesting muscles. She was sorer than she’d first realized.

  “A food modulator. You tell it what you want to eat and it transforms the molecules into edible foods,” he explained, carrying the tray over to the table he’d sat at before.

  “Bet that cuts down on cooking.”

  “We still prepare meals on Galafrax. Modulators make long distance space travel easier.” His golden eyes roamed over her body from head to toe.

  “Were we too rough on you last eve, little pet?” The tender concern on his face surprised her.

  Memories of what they had done to her came flooding into her brain, making her cheeks heat.

  “I wouldn’t say too rough. It’s been a long time since I had sex and you four aren’t exactly small in size, compared to human men that is.” She slipped her legs over the end of the bed, her feet dangling. Every piece of furniture around here was built to accommodate a taller height. She felt tiny and petite in comparison.

  Hul still wore the same black and red lined uniform, thick boots on his feet, tight fitting trousers with loops and hoops, no doubt to strap weapons to. His top vest displayed his symphony of bulging red shoulder muscles. A series of red straps along the sides and under his arms held the two pieces of the vest together.

  She sighed, knowing how good his toned, hard body felt pressed against her soft skin, how wonderful it was to run her hands over his muscles.

  Ahhh, heck, one round of foursome-out-of-this-universe-sex, and they had managed to turn her into a horny twit!