She gave little ‘hummms’ and ‘coos’ of appreciation with each part she tasted.
“Soo yummy.” Her voice vibrated against his skin. She shifted her attention lower. Again she took his rod into her hand, examining it.
Ric almost choked on his own saliva when she unexpectedly lowered her head and placed a long lick across the head of his rod.
He opened his eyes, seeing her surprised expression when she lifted her head. Worry shot through him. “Kat, you do not…” His voice trailed off when he saw the impish grin spread across her face.
“You taste like dark chocolate, slightly bitter, but also sweet.”
He had no idea what ‘dark chocolate’ was.
“Is that good or bad?” Damn, he sounded breathless and needy. He was stunned at what she was able to do to him.
Her grin broadened. She went down and gave him another long lick, which had him throwing his head back, arching his hips and groaning loudly.
“On Earth, chocolate is my most favorite, sweet treat. But I think you are my new one.” Her voice sent vibrations through his shaft. She took him deeply into her mouth, sucking with ardent fever. The hot, wet suction was incredible; when she took him down the back of her throat and swallowed against his shaft, he almost came.
She pulled back and took a deep breath. “Delicious.”
“Kat, if you keep doing that…” he warned.
“Humm, yes, I want this. Be a good boy and don’t move.”
She had him in her mouth again, sucking and licking in a strong, steady rhythm. Ric was lost. His body tingled with his impending release. It raced from his brain down his body into his rod in explosive ecstasy. His seed shot into her mouth.
He heard her groan, but she continued to suck him before her mouth gentled, and she released his semi-hard length from her mouth.
She rested her head against his thigh, breathing heavily.
“Damn, I never knew you could taste so good,” she said after a moment.
Ric struggled to lift his head, so powerful had his release been. He felt sated, lethargic. Every moment he spent with Kat revealed new experiences, like the feeling of utter contentment.
Drawing in a deep breath, he reached for her, pulling her up into his arms.
“You amaze me; never have I felt such … such pleasure.”
She arched a delicate eyebrow. “You’ve never had a blow job?”
“Blow job?”
She giggled, her skin shading as she blushed beautifully. “Yes, had your cock sucked. I learned to do it just like the porn stars for one of my husband’s birthdays; mind you, he was not as big as you.”
“What a foolish male to let you go.”
She rested her chin on his chest, smiling at him.
“Be assured we are not so foolish. What is a porn star?”
She giggled again and placed a kiss on his chest. “Something I hope you never find out about. I love your taste and will suck you all off, if you want me to.”
“Oh, little Kat, once my brothers learn of this, they will demand it!”
Her smile suddenly fell, her eyes widened, and she quickly sat up. “Oh, god, I’m an idiot!”
“What's wrong?” Concerned, he sat up.
“I um, we, didn’t use any birth control yesterday. You could get me pregnant, couldn’t you?”
Ric sank back down on the bed, relief coursing through him. “Is that all?”
“Is that all?” she shrieked almost hysterically.
“Until you are our sheraz, you will be unable to conceive our offspring.”
“Why?”
“Because every Demos male, when he comes of age, is given a shot to prevent him from impregnating females. Once we are joined, we are given another shot to activate our seed, so it may grow inside you and bring us many blessings of the flame.”
“Wow, so every, um, unmated guy is on birth control.”
“You don’t have such things on your world?”
She shook her head. “For the most part, it’s the woman’s responsibility, or the guy uses a condom.”
“Condom?”
“A latex covering which goes over your cock and catches your, um, seed.”
Ric winced at such a suggestion, to have his rod covered sounded horrid; it would take all the feeling out of being inside a female. “How barbaric.”
Kat shrugged. “Well, it does stop a lot of sexually transmitted diseases as well. Maybe our planet will wise up one day and get male birth control.” She grinned.
The whoosh of a door signaled they were no longer alone.
“Why is it Kat is clothed, while you’re completely naked?”
Ric grinned at his brother.
Kat twisted her body to glance over at Div. She giggled and blushed prettily.
Div stripped off his top, dumping it on the chair as he made his way over to the bed. “It is a good thing I arrived when I did to remedy Ric’s oversight.” He grinned devilishly.
“I have told her the truth, brother,” Ric stated as he reached the bed.
Div froze. His breath hitched, his hands resting on the opening of his pants, as if waiting for some kind of response from her.
“I think it’s very sweet of all of you.”
“You will choose us?” Div asked.
She gave him a saucy grin. “Humm, perhaps I need a little more persuading of why I should choose you and your brothers.”
“Well, brother, are you going to leave her waiting?” Ric met Div’s silent expression of his challenge.
“Oh, you two, no sex until we’ve had that talk. And I’m still hungry.”
Div’s expression turned mournful. “But, my darling Kat, are you going to leave me like this?” He pointed down to the obvious, large bulge in his uniform pants.
Ric watched her climb off the bed and stand in front of Div. Ric continued to watch them, grinning.
“Oh, alright, then come…” She squealed as Div scooped her up. Ric rolled from the bed and got to his feet.
“Ask her for a blow job, brother. It is something you do not want to miss out on.”
“Blow job?” Div glanced from him to Kat.
“Come here, big boy.” She hooked her finger at Div. “Take off the rest of your clothes and lay on the bed on your back. This is going to be fun.”
Ric shook his head, still grinning as Div quickly obeyed. Div’s moan filled the air, and Ric’s rod stood back to attention, knowing the feel of her hot mouth on his rod. With a sigh, he turned away to clean up the meal Hul left. Yes, now they had their Kat, life was near perfect.
Chapter Nine
What, by the damned Ice Plains, was wrong with him? Hul stomped like a sulking child through the ship. Through the connection he shared with his brothers, he could feel an echo of the pleasure poured on them by their new, little mate.
Why couldn't he be more like Ric and Div? Wanting to please and pleasure without needing to control everything. As a soldier, he needed to be in command of his mind, body and most certainly, those under his command. When it came to the female, was he expected to simply forget his warrior status and bend and scrape to their every whim? He couldn’t do it.
Kat’s willingness to comply with their wishes made him forget every lesson taught to them by his fathers. He wanted to hold her, bend her to his will, while fucking her blind. He wanted to make her love him. Little did she know, his heart and soul already lay within her soft, fragile hands. Already in his mind there could be no other.
Hul always struggled with his society’s acceptance of what was normal, when it came to Demos quads and female relationships. Even though the drive was there to mate and produce heirs, having to fight with his mate every day for the rest of his life, well, it grated against his being. Kat offered a way out. He sincerely doubted she would adopt the manner of Demos females. It made him want her all the more.
He knew other males on his planet held similar opinions. But society went with what was the norm for over a thousand rotations of th
e Demos red sun.
It didn’t matter if Demos had the strongest standing army in the galaxy; nothing could protect them from themselves. They were a slowly dying race.
Still, he acted like a brute. Kat was fragile and precious. He should have known better than to be so forceful with her. She was already open and gave much of herself. Hul vowed to gentle his way with her in the future and treat her with the respect she deserved, even if it killed him. He wanted to keep her just as much as his brothers did and would do anything for her.
The door to the training room slid open. The clash of swords and grunts of slapping, sparring flesh greeted him. Hul inhaled the musky sweat of the room, as each quad trained hard. He stripped his top from his torso and grabbed a practice sword from the weapons rack.
His fellow soldiers and subordinates gave him short, respectful bows as he passed them. He aimed a finger at the Far brothers.
“Come, let us spar.”
They moved to obey.
A hard workout would help keep his mind from the little, lush female now being pleasured by his brothers. More than that, help keep himself under control—or so he hoped.
****
Kat learned that all good Demos brothers did as their sheraz commanded. Gol explained that being High Lords, they had to set an example for the rest of the populace of Galafrax. They were determined to show her how good it was to belong to them. All she had to do was give an order and they jumped to fulfill her every whim. The only order that truly offended them was the request to return her to her home planet. By this time, Kat had no real wish to return to Earth, at any rate. The choice of a long, lonely life on Earth, or a life filled with adoring, pampering alien men. It's a no brainer.
She belonged to them and they to her, a fact she easily accepted. She choked back the laughter when she finally asked about this fuck droid she often heard them mention. They showed her a quick vid, on the holographic display of the shapeless humanoid covered in the same red skin tone, standing only a few inches shorter than a Demos male. It reminded Kat of blow up dolls some men used back on Earth. Only, these were robots. A toy invented to help ease the Demos’s sexual needs.
All four brothers swore they would never use a fuck droid ever again, once they noticed her disappointment. They assured her she satisfied their desires, like no other ever had, or ever would.
It made her happy she could please them on such a level. She was not allowed to leave their quarters, due to the ship holding a complement of randy, Demos soldiers, but the thought scared her enough to obey and stay within the safety of her men’s quarters.
When she described vibrators and sex toys she’d once owned back on Earth, they stood in stunned silence, until Gol declared he may not vibrate, but he could pleasure her much better than any toy she had ever owned. Kat laughed heartily, agreeing she had never been more satisfied in all her life.
The fuck droid wasn’t the only strange mechanical device on the ship. When a spider-like device with a shiny, round, black body and long, thin mechanical arms and legs came speeding out of a small hole in the wall, Kat screamed in fright, bringing all the brothers running to her rescue. Their amused smile and explanation of the cleaning-bot left her feeling somewhat sheepish.
To keep her occupied, while the machine cleaned, Gol tossed her down on the table and fucked her until she came and felt way too sleepy to care.
The sexual appetite of the four brothers was insatiable. In between eating, sleeping, bathing and learning about Galafrax, they took her in positions she hadn’t known existed. They favored having her suck one of the brothers, while another brother fucked her from behind until she came. They took it as a challenge to see who could bring her to completion faster. All four brothers worked like a well-oiled machine. Learning her body and how to make her moan and shriek in ecstasy, before she collapsed in exhaustion, too sated to move anymore.
Yet, ever since the sausage incident, Hul had become reserved in what he did with her. His touch was almost too gentle when it was his turn to make love to her. She often spotted the wild look in his beautiful, gold depths, while watching his brothers fuck her. But he masked it whenever he got close. Still, he could not refrain from touching her.
Kat knew she needed to sort out his issues, and she had earlier arranged with Gol to have some time alone with Hul. Gol gave her an approving nod upon her request. She bit down on her tongue to stop from laughing, when Gol marched to the ship’s communications and barked at it, ordering Hul to their quarters, as if it were a matter of life or death.
"Thank you." She tugged her big alpha down for a kiss of gratitude. She yelped, when his strong arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her off her feet. Would she ever get used to how easily her big guys picked her up, as if she were a rag doll? She sure hoped not.
Gol ravaged her mouth, leaving her breathless and wanting by the time he set her back on her feet, releasing her from his arms.
Before she could protest the loss of his secure arms, he winked, striding towards the door. It opened to show Hul on the other side.
“I have work to do, guard Kat,” he snapped at Hul, glaring as he strode past his brother.
Kat stifled another giggle at Hul’s confused expression.
As Hul stepped inside the door, Kat saw his lovely, red skin glistening in a sheen of sweat. The door swished shut and he turned his curious gaze to her.
“You’ve been working out?” Kat broke the silence first.
“Training,” he corrected.
“I would like to see you train sometime; would you allow that?”
“Anything you wish, sheraz.”
Annoyed with his flippant answer, she pursed her lips and glared at him. Over the past few cycles, Hul went out of his way to make sure he would not be alone with her. He stood rigidly, as she moved in closer, and he looked at her with an expression of hunger.
Even though he had not spoken the words, his need poured silently from him with every glance in her direction. It showed in each predatory movement from his powerful body.
Hul shifted away from her, walking to the cabin’s table, lowering his large frame onto the chair, before switching on the holo screen.
“Are you going to keep ignoring me forever?” Kat snapped in annoyance of his avoidance behavior.
“I do not ignore you.” His gaze flickered over her standing in the middle of the room. “Is there something you need?”
“Yes, there is.” She stepped up to the table. “For you to stop being an ass and tell me what the matter is.”
He switched off the holo screen, giving her his full attention. His eyebrow arched in a questioning manner.
“Gol told me the women of your planet like to be in charge and boss you all around.”
“That is one way to summarize it.”
“I don’t think you’re the kind of Demos who likes giving up control.”
His face was a blank mask, unreadable, as he stared intently at her and said nothing.
She licked her lips; they suddenly felt extremely dry. “You know, I’m not a Demos female and though I like to be bossy sometimes, I also like it when my men take charge. It makes me feel protected, cared for and most of all loved. I believe there should be a balance of give and take in any relationship. Don’t you think so?”
“You wish me to take charge of you?” He visibly swallowed. “Have I not already proven myself unworthy? I was a brute to try and force you to eat the Ossisso. I will make more errors. You must command me, and not I you.”
Kat smiled and shook her head. She could see in his eyes he struggled with the effort to keep himself under control. How odd that a simple sausage could cause such a problem.
She stepped in closer, placing her hand on his arm. The slight touch burned through her. She felt the sexual tension in the air.
“It's not about who’s in charge or who’s not; it’s about the balance in a relationship. Physically, we are far from equal. It’s clear you have superior technology, from what I am use
d to, but it doesn’t mean I can’t learn. I love it that you are bigger and stronger. It gives me a feeling of safety. Every action you have taken, since you rescued me from the Jorval, has proven how much you care. Despite the Ossisso, I know you only wanted to share your food and care for me.”
Moving forward, she crawled up onto his lap. His arms curled around her, holding her in place. She watched his breath quicken, his body tighten and his eyes darken with a burning desire. She smiled seductively, yet shyly.
“Don’t tell the others, but I like it when you’re all commanding and in charge. It turns me on.”
“Kat.” Her name sounded with a deep groan. He reached out, cupping her face in his large hand. “For one so small, how do you know so much about us? You bring joy to my heart I never believed possible.”
His eyes searched hers. “I vowed always to be gentle with you; I do not trust myself not to harm you. It is not the Demos way for us to subject our females to our whims.”
“I trust you, Hul, and that’s all that matters. And I think you’ve already noticed I’m not a Demos female. Even if I learn your ways, I’ll always be human. I’m not always going to be compliant, but I’m not demanding either. As long as I have you four, I am a happy woman. Weeks ago, I would have laughed at anyone who thought life beyond the stars existed, let alone the idea I would end up married to alien quads. But now, I believe anything is possible. And I want you to believe it too and most especially to believe in yourself.”
In that moment Hul lost his inner battle. His hand speared up into her hair, gripping it tightly and angling her head for his deep, possessive, dominating kiss.
She wantonly rubbed her lower half against his leg in need. He shoved up her dress and tossed it off her body, leaving her naked. Straddling his lap, her bare, wet pussy pushed against the hard bulge in his pants.
“Kat, my pet, I need you so much.” He groaned against her lips. He shifted under her, freeing his long, hard cock.
“I need you too, Hul. Take me, make me yours.”
He gripped her wrists, pulling them behind her, rendering her helpless. Hul was in total control and she loved every second of it. Easily, he lifted her, rocked his hips forward before lowering her over him. She felt the blunt tip of his thick penis connect with the mouth of her pussy. She sank down on him, stretching her inner walls open, forcing herself to take all he had to give. And she wanted it; she wanted everything and not only Hul.
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