Elder walked to her and wrapped his hands around her upper arms. He pulled her to him. “Yes, honey. I can stop talking.”
He pulled her against him, and when she sniffed back her tears and looked into his eyes, all that remained in his gaze was determination. No pity, no softness.
“Cin.”
She nodded, pushing the memories back where they belonged. “I’m okay.”
Mach had decided they’d messed around long enough, because when she heard movement and looked toward him, he was already naked. His black hair spread over his bare shoulders like a long, soft cape, and his sex began to harden as she watched.
His gaze left hers, very deliberately and landed on something behind her. She turned to see what had garnered his attention, sure she already knew.
She was right. Danix stood at the edge of the clearing a few feet away, his arms crossed, leaning against a tree nearly too skinny to support him. A few fires burned behind him, outlining his bulky body and making him look all the more sinister.
He was watching her—she could feel it. She shuddered in Elder’s embrace, and he lifted her chin until her eyes met his.
“Put him from your mind.”
“I’ll try.”
He grinned and winked, looking more like the old Elder. “We’ll see to it, sweetheart.”
And with a gentle push, he sent her into Mach’s waiting arms.
Chapter Eight
Mach caught her, wrapped his arms around her, then lifted her to his chest. With her arms pinned and her feet off the ground, all she could do was stare into his black eyes and try not to give in to her first instinct and struggle.
His skin was hot and smooth against hers, and she couldn’t help but shiver in anticipation. Her breasts were squashed against his chest, and her nipples began to swell.
“Good,” he said.
She glared and whispered, “I’m not a fucking kid. Stop saying good like that.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Bad?”
She bit her bottom lip, unsure if he was fucking with her or was serious.
His gaze fell to her lips, and he lowered his face to hers. “I will bite.”
Before she could draw back her head he had captured her lips, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip with a little too much enthusiasm. He slanted his head and began kissing her, his full lips sliding against hers in a way that made her tremble and halfheartedly feel shame at how little resistance she had against him.
She felt Elder at her back, now as naked as she and Mach. Sandwiched between them, she let herself relax. After all, she wanted them and she was going to have them. Might as well enjoy it.
“Danix likes a struggle,” Elder whispered. “So feel free to give him what he wants.”
Mach lowered her until her feet were once more on the ground, then took her hand and placed it around his huge erection. Squeezing her fingers in his, he moved her hand up and down his cock until she had the rhythm he wanted, and then he released her.
From behind, Elder slid his fingers over her ass and between her legs, rubbing her asshole with gentle circles.
She jerked. “Don’t.”
His breath was warm in her hair. “Shhh…” He slipped the tip of his finger into her.
She squealed and forgot to move her hand on Mach’s dick. Elder’s finger slid farther inside her ass, gently, slowly, relentlessly.
“Cin.” Mach’s voice was stern. He squeezed her hand around his cock until she was once again masturbating him.
Her pussy began a steady throbbing as heat washed over her. She rested her cheek on Mach’s big chest, and her gaze found Danix in the shadows, watching.
Mach backed away, grasped her shoulders, and urged her toward his sex. “Suck me.”
She wrapped both hands around his cock and bent over, with his heavy hands on her shoulders keeping her in place. Her ass was exposed even more to Elder, and he took advantage of her position by slipping his finger into her more deeply.
She tried to buck him off her, but the two men held her fast. Mach guided her mouth over his cock, stretching her jaws much as Elder stretched her ass. And all the while her neglected pussy throbbed, aching to be touched. She jerked her mouth from Mach’s erection long enough to say, “It hurts!” before he guided her mouth back to sucking him.
Danix had slipped closer; not only him but half his men. She caught glimpses of movement and half heard sounds of clothing being adjusted, groans, and soft laughs of appreciation.
Part of her wanted to cry from the humiliation, but that part was weaker than the part that wanted to spread her legs and give in, let herself be turned on and accept that she liked what she liked. At least, her body did.
Mach’s cock was uncomfortably big in her mouth. He hit the back of her throat with each thrust. And without pause, Elder kept pushing his finger inside her ass, making it burn with a kind of pleasure-pain that she’d never known before.
She reached behind her but he slapped her hand away and kept plunging his finger inside. And she realized she was pushing back against each thrust, taking him deeper.
Mach pulled her away from his cock, and at last, Elder’s fingers were forced from her ass. The men pushed her to the ground, working together as though they had done this before and knew exactly what to do and when to do it.
Fear rushed through her when Mach grunted and Elder straddled her body, facing away from her. He kept his weight off her by folding his legs beneath him and rising slightly, but she still felt the heaviness of his body.
His balls slid against her belly when he moved, and all she could see was his back and ass. She put her hands on his ass and pushed, but she would’ve had better luck moving a boulder. He didn’t budge.
Day came, sneaking up on them before she’d realized it was the end of night, and she drew in a deep, harsh breath.
At least the night shadows had kept her feeling partially hidden, but now, with the brightness of day, she’d be well and truly exposed to every eye in the camp.
Elder bent forward and hooked her behind the knees, pulling her legs up and open so widely she cried out. He ignored her hands on his skin; she beat at him, scraped her nails down his flesh, and he didn’t acknowledge her at all.
Stark against the lightening sky, Mach stared down at her, then leaned over and stroked her pussy.
She screamed, unable to help herself, and watched as Danix crept ever closer. He had his cock in his fist, she was dismayed to see, and she wondered if he decided to take her right then, could Mach stop him? Would he?
Mach answered her question before it was asked of him. He straightened and turned toward the housekeeper, his growl a low warning.
For a moment, the two huge warriors faced each other, cocks equally hard and huge, then Danix backed off.
Elder pulled her legs open even farther, and even as she yelled in anger, she slid her hand between his ass and her belly and felt for his heavy sac.
“Careful,” he murmured.
She moaned as Mach continued massaging her clit. He pushed his fingers inside her, fucking her with them deep and slow, both hands busy bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm.
“Fight!” Danix’s yell pierced her brain like a poison-tipped arrow and sent a shot of adrenaline through her body.
But she didn’t need him to give her permission to fight. She’d been headed down that path before he’d even opened his mouth. After all, Elder had already informed her of Danix’s proclivity for violence.
She bucked her hips, her movements doing little to dislodge Elder from her body but serving to drive Mach’s fingers deeper inside her.
She squeezed Elder’s balls, hard. Too hard.
“Dammit, Cin!”
The housekeepers whooped, but their laughter was strained.
She was pissed—at herself for wanting to come as they watched, at Elder and Mach for kissing Danix’s ass, and at the fucking band of Mehnarthi men for being such badass sons of bitches.
She tightened her g
rip on Elder’s sac, and he dropped her legs to try to pry her fingers from his delicate balls.
Mach roared his anger and withdrew his fingers from her cunt, then grabbed her wrist. “Release him!”
She did, and as Elder groaned and bent over, cupping himself, she kicked her way from beneath him and scrambled away.
There was nowhere to actually run to, of course. Housekeeping would get her if Elder and Mach didn’t, and she’d much rather be caught by her two new companions.
Still, she gave it a decent try.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw Mach loping toward her, and with a scream of fear, she doubled her efforts.
The ground was unforgiving beneath her tender soles. Rocks and sticks and other sharp objects bit into her feet, but before she could think much about it, Mach brought her down.
He lay atop her back for a few seconds. “You feed his desires.”
She took a deep breath, trying to slow her heart. “That’s the idea. You’re welcome.”
He jumped off her and hauled her to her feet, then wound her long hair around his hand. It wouldn’t hurt unless she tried to resist or run. Then most of her hair would have to be left behind.
“Rope!” he bellowed.
Elder had it waiting, his eyes narrow and angry as he looked at her. She shrugged and dropped her gaze to his dick. He was still hard, so maybe he’d liked the pain.
“Where shall we tie her?” Elder asked.
Mach nodded at a tree but not the trunk.
They each grabbed a wrist and after securing the rope around her arms, tied the ends to two limbs low enough so her feet still touched the ground, but she had to stand on tiptoes to ease the strain on her arms. “Too high.”
They ignored her.
Some of the housekeepers were openly masturbating now. One Mehnarthi had forced another to his knees and was fucking him with an almost desperate-looking force.
Cin’s breasts felt heavy and full, the nipples stiffening into hard points as Mach pinched one and caressed the other.
He kicked her ankles apart.
“No!” Her yells were ignored, so she fought to get her legs back together and restore her balance. Her shoulders and arms were starting to ache with the strain. “Let me loose, Mach. I won’t run again, I swear it. Fucking bastard.”
Elder walked behind her and once again hooked her at her knees, lifting her so she was suspended with her legs open, and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.
She felt more exposed than she’d ever felt in her life. Mach walked a few steps away, his arms crossed, staring at her.
Danix strode to his side, his huge red cock like a battering ram waving in the air, bobbing before him as he walked. “Let Gemian have her, and I swear upon my men and my mother we shall leave you this morn and not challenge you again.” His black eyes devoured her naked body, his hand stroking his cock with an almost distracted movement.
She bucked against the ropes and against Elder’s hard arms. For a brief second, her shock at the Mehnarthi leader’s beautiful English overshadowed all else. But only for a second. “What? No! Mach, you said you wouldn’t let them take me!”
“You would give up all attempts to claim her?” Elder asked.
Danix nodded. “I would.”
“Mach! Elder, I will not be taken by a fucking housekeeper!”
Elder put his mouth to her ear. “Hush, Cin. Mach won’t let them fuck you.”
Her gaze jerked back to Mach and Danix. Danix continued to stroke his erection, and his hot stare never left her body. “Gemian is hungry, Half Man. Let him eat her.”
Mach looked at her, then at Elder. “Tell her.”
Elder sighed. “Gemian is Danix’s favorite. He would give him this treat. Let the boy lick and play with your pussy, and we will be left in peace.”
“Boy?” She shuddered.
She felt Elder’s shrug. “Sort of. Please, Cin. We need to rid ourselves of the fucking Mehnarthi.”
“He will only put his mouth on my pussy?”
“I swear it.”
She nodded. “Okay. Bring him. Let’s get this over and done with.”
“Bring him, Mach,” Elder said, and he pulled her legs as far apart as they would go. “Let him eat.”
But she was not prepared. When one of the housekeepers led Gemian toward her, she shrieked. “I changed my mind! Elder!”
“It’s too late. You agreed. Danix will not allow you to back out now.”
“But he’s not a fucking…he’s not…he’s revolting!”
She watched, horrified, as a lump of hideous being hurried toward her, a housekeeper guiding him.
Approximately three feet tall, at the most, the “boy” resembled a squat, horrid toad. His face was deformed and squashed, his features thick, his mouth a large gaping hole with loose, fat lips. As she watched, he darted his tongue out; a wide pink piece of flesh at least six inches long.
Tufts of hair sprouted from his round brown head, and his arms were disproportionately long. His fingers touched the ground. But like other males, he had a penis.
His cock was a swollen, raw-looking thing, too fat to find its way easily into any pussy, human or otherwise. Maybe his own species could have accommodated that dick, but she couldn’t have imagined the cunt made to take this creature’s cock.
“He’s a Moonbruin,” Elder whispered, “and one of the most beautiful to his kind. They love nothing more than human…juices. They have sex organs inside their mouths and on their tongues, and it has been said that when they give you an orgasm, it’s like nothing imaginable; for you, for them, and for anyone in the area.”
“Get it away,” she said. She moaned, letting her head fall back against Elder. “Get it away from me.”
“It will feel good, if you’ll let it.”
She struggled in earnest. “I don’t want it!”
But the Moonbruin stood before her, his big brown eyes turned up to her face. His eyes were beautiful, at least. “Missy? Missy feed Gemian?”
“No, you hideous beast!”
He darted his tongue out and wrapped the pointed end around her clit. “Mmm.”
She jerked at the shock of ecstasy that zipped through her. “Oh, fuck.”
Elder gave a soft laugh at the tone of wonder in her voice. Mach and Danix walked closer, standing just behind Gemian.
“Eat her, my Gemian. Eat!”
And in seconds, she’d lost her desire to cast him away.
Gemian reached up his long, strong fingers and clamped on to her nipples, squeezing them so hard she screamed in pain and fought the ropes that held her.
Elder whispered in her ear, trying to soothe her, but his words didn’t manage to cut through the fiery pain and the overwhelming ecstasy.
Those sensations clashed inside her, beating every inch of her body. Gooseflesh covered her skin, and she shuddered, unable to stop as the Moonbruin locked on to her pussy with his exceptional mouth and continued pinching her nipples until she thought she couldn’t stand the pain.
But then that pain merged with the pleasure radiating from between her legs, and she could no longer tell one from the other.
It was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Nothing she’d even imagined. And it wasn’t just from the Moonbruin’s lips or even from the excruciating pleasure of his viselike fingers.
“Yes!” She couldn’t help but scream it. She wanted to say what she felt but couldn’t find the words.
And maybe because he understood her more than she’d realized, Mach went to his bags and grabbed a strip of cloth, then tied it over her eyes.
When she was blind, the sensations intensified even more. She saw nothing and felt everything.
Elder had her legs stretched to an almost unbearable width, and she bucked against him, trying to pull her legs a little closer together.
Gemian pushed his long, long tongue inside her, his teeth scraping her clit. He ate with enthusiasm, with low sounds of enjoyment, his tongue ever twirling
and plunging.
Her climax exploded, and she dimly heard groans and hushed moans from her audience and knew they welcomed their own orgasms.
“The Moonbruin’s climax spills over and affects each of us,” Elder said, his voice strained and harsh. “This is why Danix wanted him to taste you.”
Gemian released her nipples and her pussy at the same time, and the intensity of the loss was overwhelming. She wanted more. She shook her head violently, trying to dislodge the blindfold. “I’m not finished!”
Then Mach’s deep voice penetrated the fog of disappointment in her brain. “I will fuck you, Cin.”
She could have cried with relief. “Yes, Mach. Oh yes.”
He slid his huge cock inside her with an unbearable slowness, then pulled nearly all the way back out. She felt lips at her aching breasts, a tongue soothing her distended, abused nipples.
She neither knew nor cared whose lips drew her nipples inside his warm, moist mouth. It mattered only that it felt like heaven.
Elder held her legs open as Mach plunged inside her, his own cock hard against her ass. Sandwiched between the two men, unable to move, to touch, or to see, she gave herself over to them.
Mach pounded into her, harder, faster, deeper, hitting her clit with every thrust. Her battered body tightened with the looming orgasm, and then it was there, a release so powerful she couldn’t find the breath to so much as moan. Her climax beat at her in waves of crushing intensity. For a moment there was nothing but silence and darkness, and she was nothing but one huge raw nerve ending. Even her heart seemed to stop beating.
Everything rushed in at once, all the day’s sounds, the roaring inside her skull, Elder’s strained, low murmuring.
Mach continued to fuck her, his hands at her ass, holding her still as he took her to the sharp edge of yet another orgasm.
His cock filled her, stretching her painfully to accommodate his large, unrelenting dick, and she welcomed the pain as she welcomed the pleasure. She wanted to touch him, to dig her nails into his back, to suck at his lips, to bury her face against his throat, but she could only hang there, helpless and restrained, and take whatever was given her.
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