by Ella Long
I didn’t know how to bargain with them for such a gift.
Would the price be more than I could pay?
Ghislan
Sadhbah and I heartily tucked into the food, but Ashley didn’t eat at all.
She sat quietly staring at the plates, looking delicate and beautiful in the black satin robe. I knew she was naked underneath it and my body was practically screaming for her.
All day long I’d thought about her, and as soon as dinner was over I planned to take her vigorously, sharing the claiming with Sadhbah until she screamed in pleasure.
But it looked like she had other plans.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Her voice was hard and just below a yell. I looked at my hands in confusion.
I wasn’t doing anything.
Sadhbah stopped eating, piece of chicken hovering in front of his mouth.
“Ah…” I struggled with my own thoughts, trying to think of a suitable answer.
She slammed her hands on the table, making the glasses tinkle against each other.
“You have children in prison?” Her eyes were like fury itself and her voice lashed me with the strength of a viper whip.
Beautiful, lovely.
And completely inappropriate.
I pushed away from the table, all appetite for the meal before me gone.
But that was all right.
She'd offered herself to sate a different hunger.
“You've apparently forgotten your place here,” I said coldly, towering above her.
Casually Sadhbah put down his fork, covered the dishes on the table and then rose to stand behind her until she was trapped between us.
She bit her lip, but didn't back down.
Brave mate.
Foolish.
“Children should never be imprisoned!” She looked between us, her body drawn tight, her hair tossing with the movement.
I grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her to her feet. “Camp will be ordered by me,” I hissed. “Do not let yourself think that just because we have given you and your children special favor that you rule all here.”
Sadhbah wrapped his hands around her waist, imprisoning her against his chest. “I suspect our little one needs a reminder,” he said.
Heat of a different kind flooded my veins, washing away the fury.
I would rather have had an evening of gentle, giving loving.
But if our mate needed discipline, I'd be happy to provide that as well.
“Stop it,” she shouted. “Listen to me!”
Sadhbah tugged her hair to the side, so tightly that her neck bent, exposing the sweet curve of the delicate clavicle.
“I think you’ve forgotten our deal. And you've already negotiated for new favors once today. Besides,” one hand moved up her belly to her breast, mercilessly squeezing the soft flesh, “you know you'll enjoy it.”
She flushed beautifully, and the scent of her arousal suddenly filled the room, driving all other thoughts from my mind.
I tore my robe off and took her from Sadhbah’s arms, dragging her with me towards the bed.
“If you keep this up, we’ll have to make a few additions around here,” I noted, trying to keep the excitement from my voice.
But my hard, aching cock didn't keep many secrets.
“A frame to tie you to perhaps? A table to keep you bent over while you take your punishments?”
Ashley didn’t say anything, but her breathing grew shallow.
Excited.
Roughly I tore the black silk from her and forced her to bend face down upon the bed.
“Keep her down,” I commanded Sadhbah.
“With pleasure,” he agreed.
He'd already stripped, and moved to the bed, lifting Ashley by the shoulders just enough to bring her face back down towards his lap.
His nest of tentacles reached for her, and I watched, fascinated as he tilted his hips back, slowly running the broad head of his cock against her crimson lips.
“You enjoyed it well enough this morning,” he growled. “Open that pretty mouth.”
Unshed tears shone in her eyes, but she did as commanded.
With a quick thrust he filled her mouth all the way with his hard length, gagging her.
She was beautiful.
Unable to stand anymore I stood between her legs, ass held high above the slope of her back as she held the uncomfortable position, tight little asshole and pretty pink pussy displayed before me.
Smack.
A muffled wail came from Sadhbah’s lap and I watched the handprint start to form on her skin.
Smack.
Another on the other cheek, and already our lovely, perfect mate started to drip her sweet honey.
I ran my fingers through her slick folds then rimmed that tight entrance to her ass.
“You can't tell me you don't love this,” I growled.
Smack.
A soft moan, the crescendo building higher as I rained hard slaps against her sweet curves.
I paused, rubbed against her clit until she squirmed.
“Maybe we'll need to find new punishment for her,” Sadhbah said, voice tight with pleasure as he filled her mouth. “She seems to be enjoying this far too much.”
“But so are we,” I answered.
Unable to keep myself from her heat any longer, I lined myself up and with one sudden jerk sheathed myself entirely in her pussy.
She shook below me at the deep penetration, quivering waves that I'd come to realize last night preceded her orgasms.
Grabbing her hips I slammed into her, a steady pounding, rougher than anything we'd given her last night.
But she drove me crazy.
In every way possible.
The added motion sent Sadhbah over the edge and with a roar he came in her mouth until she pulled back, sputtering, gasping.
Her whimpers quickly grew to a low keening sound, every noise she made making my cock unbelievably harder within her.
With a wicked smile Sadhbah moved to the side so he could reach beneath her hips and I heard the wet slap as he lightly spanked her clit.
“Oh!,” she shouted, her shaking getting harder, her slick walls spasming.
“Do it again,” I commanded.
And with the second slap she came screaming, a quivering, sticky mess all over the bed.
The clenching of her pussy was finally too much, and I spilled in her, shouting my release.
We all fell in a tangled mass of limbs, then slowly straightened out, Sadhbah and I laying on either side of her, holding her close as she trembled through the aftershocks of the orgasm.
Finally she quieted, and I tilted her chin up so I could look into her lovely eyes.
“Try it again, dearest. What’s wrong?”
“You can’t put children in prison,” she sniffled. “It’s not right.”
“We can do anything we want,” I reminded her.
“I wish you wouldn’t,” she amended.
For a moment she was silent as we stroked her, bringing her down from her high.
“How many children are there?” she whispered.
“It’s not like we’ve gone out rounding them up,” Sadhbah laughed, kissing the curve of her shoulder. “Only a few that we didn’t want to separate from their parents.”
She struggled to sit up. “Their parents? There are other humans imprisoned here?”
My eyes narrowed.
What did she mean by “other?” Surely she didn’t think of herself as imprisoned?
That wasn’t the case at all!
Well, not exactly.
“Dangerous ones. Yes.”
She bit her lip, then looked up at us from half-lowered lashes. “Is there anything I can trade for, in exchange for the children coming to stay with mine?” She hesitated, then pressed on. “And we need more supplies if possible, and school books and…”
Sadhbah laughed, and I pulled her from his arms to rest in mine so I could stroke her sweat soaked hair.
She pursed her lips and set her jaw. “I’m not arguing!” Then she softened and rested her forehead on my chest. “Maybe just a little bit.”
“That’s our good girl,” I praised her, stroking down her side. “Shall we try other things again, nicely?”
I’d just had her screaming under me, and all I could think of was having her again.
Sadhbah
My gaze fell upon the table and a delicious, wicked thought sprang to mind.
I pulled Ashley to me, lightly tracing my fingers over the curve of her breasts, delighting in the way her skin prickled up in tiny bumps as she squirmed.
“Lord Commander,” I purred, “if you wouldn't mind doing the work of the servant, which you clear the table?”
Ghislan’s sharp grin showed he didn't mind, not at all.
He might not know exactly what I was thinking of, but he knew he'd enjoy it.
We all would.
Once the heavy wooden surface was cleared I rose from the bed, gently tugging Ashley to follow me.
“Come here darling, see how nice it can be when you're good.”
I backed up, bringing her with me, until the backs of my thighs hit the edge of the table.
It wouldn't hold my weight, but would help keep me steady through what I had planned.
Slowly I began to kiss and lick her tender skin in a trail from the notch of her collarbone down between her breasts.
Ashley giggled, wiggling a little at my touch, but I held her firmly in place.
I moved my head to the side to swirl my tongue around her tight, pebbled nipple.
“Stay still, Ashley,” Ghislan whispered from behind her, “let us reward you.”
At the dark tone of possessiveness in his words Ashley moaned, softly curving against me as I sucked harder at one heavy globe and then the next.
“I think I'll need to go a little lower,” I murmured, and slowly we lifted her from the floor until she hung suspended between us, each of us licking and nipping every inch of her skin, peppering her with sharp kisses until all I had to do was blow on her overly sensitized flesh for her to gasp.
“Now a little higher,” I encouraged her, and we turned her so her back was to me, the sweet dimples at the top of her as almost at eye level.
I nodded at Ghislan, and he held her still while I quickly slid my forearms under her thighs, bearing her slight weight, keeping her open, exposed for us.
Ghislan took his turn to feast on her breasts while I studied every bump of her spine.
Our mate was far too thin.
Had not been cared for.
That would change.
Deliberately, I lowered her dripping pussy onto my cock, steeling myself with every nerve not to drag her down onto me, plunder and ravage her, take her over and over again until she screamed my name.
It would be sweet, but what I planned would be sweeter.
And there would always be other times to indulge.
She moaned as I filled her tight walls, then I lifted her up again, then slid her back down upon my hard length until I was drenched with her sweet honey.
Pausing for Ghislan to position himself, slowly, ever so gradually, I lowered Ashley again until the tight opening of her ass rested against the head of my straining cock.
“Oh god,” she groaned, and I knew she felt us both, aimed at each of her entrances, waiting to impale her between us.
“We're your gods,” Ghislan rumbled as he shifted his hips, letting the very tip of his cock part her slick folds just as mine began to penetrate her tight channel.
“And you will be our goddess.”
With his words he lowered her further down upon us, and claimed her mouth while I bit at the back of her neck.
As she thrashed, imprisoned between us, Ghislan slid his arms next to mine under her legs, freeing my hands to reach around to tease and knead her soft breasts.
Slowly we rocked as she was driven relentlessly on our cocks, each gentle movement sliding us deeper within her.
Ashley's entire body began to shudder and quake, filled at every hole with our needs.
She was glorious.
As we began to gently thrust inside her, Ashley through her head back to rest on my shoulder, wide eyes rolled back, face slack with pleasure.
“I don't think I can do this, I don't know,” she panted.
I licked the curve of her ear and nipped at the lobe. “We know you can,” I praised her. “Open yourself to us.”
Ghislan rocked forward, and she groaned with new pleasure as every movement hit her clit again and again.
Electricity crackled through the air. The sense of rapport between us was twice as intense as it had been before.
“More,” she moaned, feeding on the spiral of energy that wrapped around us all.
I could sense Ashley’s pleasure. The limitations of her body and how close we were to exceeding them, but I could also feel how her pleasure obliterated any sense of danger that could protect her.
Realizing this, that she was at our mercy as well as that of her own lust, I found myself looking over her carefully, monitoring her for any pain or discomfort. If I focused hard enough it was almost as if I was Ashley and I could feel everything that she felt.
Through her, I could also feel Ghislan. We both looked up at each other at the same time and when our eyes met identical looks flashed across our faces.
We had always known that we were brothers. Born in different families but with an almost identical DNA signature, we were bound almost like twins.
Most of the Xael who had given up on finding a mate were alone with no genetic pair. There was a theory that our race was meant to live in triads, but we had been scattered across the stars for so long, no one knew if it was true.
I believed it, right now I believed in everything.
It was like some kind of three-way mental handshake. I slowed my thrusts and Ghislan followed my rhythm. Between us, Ashley rocked back and forth, her body loose with complete trust and surrender.
I felt my orgasm building and I knew Ghislan was close too. Suddenly the energy coming from Ashley exploded, cascading over all of us like molten sparks. I felt the orgasm roaring through her, saw the goosebumps flash across her skin, sensed the pulsing of her hot pussy as it pumped with juice.
I thrust my hips forward, cock hard and thick, racing to the edge, spilling myself within her.
Ghislan roared from her other side and for a few seconds I felt what he felt, his cock pumping into her while her slick warm folds held him tight.
Even once the orgasms were done, we kept rocking slowly back and forth, all of us caught on the shared energy.
The shared feeling surfaced again. So much contentment, pleasure and love.
Yes. Love.
Even Ashley was emanating pure love.
It wasn’t just the resonance of sexual pleasure that connected us. It wasn’t just lust inspired by the perfect match of our genetics.
Our minds had come together, all three of us running on one track. It was such an awesome, bone shuddering truth I had trouble accepting it. I had not known what it meant to be sealed with my one true mate and blood brother.
Now I did know.
It was belonging.
It was comfort.
And it was forever.
Ashley
I woke the next morning adrift in my own private sea of bliss. The sensations I felt when I was making love with the men had taken me out of my own mind.
It was nice to lay in the big, soft bed and simply be by myself.
I could hear the guys moving around and stretched out luxuriously. I could honestly say I wanted for nothing.
I tried not to think too hard about last night. I had never been so uninhibited in my life and that was bound to shake my perception a bit.
Whatever I thought I felt surely must have been a hallucination or at the least, an e
xaggeration.
As I sat up, pulling the sheet around myself, Sadhbah came over with a cup of coffee. I could smell it from across the room and reached out eagerly.
He showed obvious pleasure at bringing me something I enjoyed, and my amazement only grew as he handed me a plate of warm, sugary donuts.
“Okay, now you’ve outdone yourself!” I grabbed at the food eagerly. “Coffee and donuts!”
Both men smiled at each other and I shuffled to the edge of the bed while licking sugar off my fingers.
“I had better get going.” I said breezily, “It’s later than I thought.”
Ghislan turned to face me, settling his robes with a frown.
“Going where?” His voice was more curious than commanding, but it still held an air of authority.
“To the infirmary.” I was confused. I didn’t know why I even had to explain myself. Didn’t we already make this deal?
“Ashley.” Ghislan shook his head, touching my shoulders gently as he knelt beside the bed. “I can comply with your requests. I can order the children of prisoners to be housed with your young charges. The adult prisoners we already have in custody can be reviewed and we could even use your help with that. But you must stay here today.”
His tone was gentle but firm and behind him, Sadhbah nodded with his arms crossed against his chest.
Their faces were cold and stern.
“Why?” I sounded a bit too petulant and childlike but fuck it.
“You negotiated yesterday for that day’s privileges. And today, I don’t have time to indulge you.” He said simply. “Yesterday was a busy day and neither I nor my brother had a minute to spare. That doesn’t mean that we didn’t want to come to you. I was pleased you had somewhere to be while I was called away, but you must remember, that isn’t what you’re here for.”
His words made sense on some level. I had agreed to service them.
Fuck them.
Fucking damn it, I actually said, ‘you can have this whenever you want’.
Shit.
I dropped myself in it up to the neck.
“But—”
“No Ashley.” His voice was hard. “We will see to it you have entertainment. Television and radio have been provided for you. Food will be brought up several times a day. We may renegotiate with you, of course, but for today you must hold up your end of the bargain as promised. My brother and I will return throughout the day not just to check on you, but to enjoy you. You understand?”