Alien Warlords' Baby: SciFi Menage Surprise Baby Romance (Warlords of Octava Book 1)

by Vi Voxley

"If you keep talking like that, no," Cole growled, running his hand up Riley's leg, feeling her tense up under his touch.

  Riley's flesh was warm and soft. Very soon, Cole knew, he couldn't hold himself back anymore but it seemed that his fated didn't want him to either. The glint of lust in her eyes couldn't have been mistaken for anything else as she moaned, Harbor pushing his hand under her shirt to grope her full breasts.

  "Ah! I – Yes!" she gasped and Cole's desire surged like water from behind a broken dam.

  He pulled Riley onto his lap, pressing their bodies together and kissing her deeply. He groped the perfect ass of his fated, loving the way she squirmed against his crotch. The friction felt delicious on his hardening cock and Riley was rubbing her ass against it with delight and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

  "If we're going to do this," she said playfully, "I want you to–"

  Cole cut her off with a passionate kiss, earning an almost helpless cry from her lips.

  "Yes?" he asked, his voice dropped so low it made the hairs on Riley's skin stand up when he kissed her neck. "Tell us what you need."

  She looked him straight in the eye.

  "I want you to make me your own," Riley said, a passionate edge in her voice. "All this. I want you to make it real."

  Cole couldn't have resisted such a plea if he tried. On battlefields when the course of the war turned, he had sometimes experienced the type of victorious glee that filled every inch of his powerful body with joy so intense it hurt. Even that was nothing compared to the simple admission of his fated that she needed them to claim her the way they'd dreamed of.

  He flipped over so that Riley laid beneath him, her big gray eyes bright with desire and expectation. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling as she waited. Harbor rose from the bed to kneel next to him as they looked down on their fated and in that moment, even the annoyance that he had to share such beauty with Harbor didn't bother Cole.

  "You are ours," he said quietly, watching Riley shudder and nod. "Forever."

  21

  Riley

  Forever.

  The word echoed in her head, again and again. With Cole and Harbor tearing her clothes off in a frenzy that matched the urgency in her own heart, Riley realized something.

  Before in her life, she would have thought such a promise was either impossible or simply tacky. Who could say something like that with a straight face and hope to keep it?

  Gargons, that was who.

  The figures of her fated moved in the darkness around her, reminding Riley of the visions she'd had of them before. Usually with dreams like that, the reality didn't live up to the desires, but once again Gargons defied all logic and reason.

  They made everything better and they also made it real.

  The second the two commanders had rushed into her room, it had been clear to Riley. The dream she had hadn't actually been that scary. She had come through warzones with fewer nightmares, she could handle one explosion. The prospect of accidents had always walked right beside her and Magorra, well, he was far away.

  No, what had scared her was that for a second there had been a chance of dying and losing her fateds – forever. If the explosion had knocked her a little to the left or right, if she'd hit something sharp and bled out in the dropship instead of simply falling into a coma...

  Riley didn't want to think about that. For once in her life, the future wasn't clear to her, but she knew what she wanted now at least.

  Mya was the most important person in this, of course, but her fateds were invaluable to her as well and she didn't want to waste a second anymore. Time was the one commodity she'd learned to value and the commanders had made a believer out of her.

  The bond had been a surprise to her and Riley was the first to admit she'd had her doubts.

  Now they were gone. For three years, her fateds had stayed by her side, raising their child and waiting for her to come back. What else in the galaxy could possibly match love and devotion like that?

  Riley was pulled out of her thoughts when Harbor ripped her panties down the middle. The fire burning in the gazes of the commanders scared Riley a little but only in the best kind of way.

  She remembered the ghost of pain that had accompanied the mind-blowing pleasure when they had fucked her the last time. Taking cocks of that girth wasn't something she – or any other woman – was ready for without preparation.

  She trusted them completely not to harm her.

  That was another new thing for her. Riley had always relied on herself in life, now she had her two fateds who she had as much faith in as she did herself.

  Giving herself over to them was the simplest thing in the world. Didn't they say love was easy when it was right?

  She gasped when Harbor laid down on the bed, pushing her legs apart and pressing his mouth to her pussy. Riley barely caught the scream from her lips, aware she had awoken the entire building once already.

  Whimpering, she arched her hips, rubbing herself against Harbor's hot tongue. The commander chuckled against her sex, his breath tickling her a little, which only served to spur her desire on to new heights.

  "Hold her," Harbor growled, looking up at Riley, his eyes dark with desire.

  The air was knocked out of Riley's lungs as Cole easily pinned her down, capturing her mouth with his and letting their tongues dance again. Riley cried out into his mouth when Harbor pushed her pussy lips apart with his fingers and licked her deeply.

  It was like they were reading their actions right from her dreams. Riley squirmed under Cole, loving the feeling of being caught by him, the evident strength that imprisoned her in the one cage she never wanted to flee.

  Cole was watching her reactions with a curious smirk.

  "You like that, don't you?" he asked, the deep voice almost purring before he turned to Harbor. "I think our little female enjoys having all control taken from her."

  Riley didn't hear Harbor's response or whether there even was any. All she knew was that suddenly the commanders knew exactly how to make her cum so hard as to make her toes curl.

  Harbor grabbed a hold of her hips and kept her still as she tried to rut against him while Cole turned to her with a grin that promised her heaven or hell, depending on the interpretation.

  "Dirty," he told her quietly, the evident lust in his eyes speaking of his loss of self-control that sent another thrill down Riley's spine.

  She was making the two most feared commanders of the Gargon armadas lose their composure when they were near her. It was intoxicating, a better aphrodisiac than anything she'd previously known.

  "I can tell you now we don't mind one bit," Cole went on, his lips inches from Riley's, only teasing her when she leaned up to bite him playfully. "This is the best surprise I've ever had."

  Riley moaned, not even bothering to answer or defend herself when Cole was absolutely right. She wanted them so badly it hurt, although Harbor was making it better with every twist and turn of his tongue inside her. He pulled back a little to suck on her clit, pushing his fingers into her and scissoring them in her wet pussy.

  She cried out, the sensation of Harbor's hot mouth on her clit too much to bear quietly. It was so good she thought she might actually see stars, feeling warm and wet and electric at the same time. Her body was trembling under wave after wave of shock when Harbor stimulated her clit, licking and sucking at it gently.

  Then he pulled away and Riley cried out in disappointment. The commanders didn't let her be tortured like that for long though. With one exchanged look that was much more cordial than what Riley had previously seen, they settled upon something. It seemed she had a way of making them agree, even if it did only concern her.

  The next second, Riley found herself in Harbor's strong arms. He kissed her neck, sucking on the delicate skin right above her shoulder. Riley cried out, only to moan loudly when Cole pushed two fingers into her pussy, shallow and teasing at first.

  "So teasing is not what you need?" he asked darkly
, making Riley's eyes flicker to him as he worked his fingers deeper into her. "Better like this?"

  "Yes!" Riley cried out when he brushed against the spot that make her legs shake. "Yes, like that!"

  "Is that so?" Cole asked and pulled his fingers out to rub her clit, all the while looking at the way Riley arched against Harbor, trying to get more friction.

  "Please–" Riley pleaded, "I need you in me, deeper, hard –"

  "I know," Cole said with that infuriating grin of his before coming closer, pulling Riley halfway to his lap to give him a better angle.

  Then he pushed his fingers in as far as they would go and fucked her with them ruthlessly, never breaking eye contact with her. Riley gasped out loud, tensing up as Cole hit the core of her pleasure again and again, his hard cock visibly straining against his pants.

  She could feel Harbor's heart beating fast in his chest, too. The big warlord was groping her breasts, harder than he had before. Riley writhed against them both, aching for more.

  "Do you like it like this?" Cole asked in a strained voice. "I can feel how wet you are, how your body trembles. You want to be restrained, held in place while we fuck that tight little pussy of yours? Not able to move or get away until we've made you cum so many times you lose track of them."

  "Fuck," Riley whispered, her body's reaction to Cole's words so immediate and overpowering she struggled to get any words out of her. "Fuck, Cole, I'm going to... no!"

  The commander had pulled back immediately and even Harbor loosened his grip around her. The sweet edge of her climax disappeared from sight as Harbor lowered her to the sheets.

  "Don't think you get to cum that easily," the big warlord said, his eyes traveling the length of her naked body hungrily. "You will cum when we let you, only when you beg for it, your voice hoarse from crying out our names."

  That didn't sound bad at all while at the same time, it was pure torture. Riley wanted to protest, telling them they couldn't do that – but they could, couldn't they? She gulped. She had never been that turned on in her life.

  Her fateds got up only for a moment to remove their clothes and she let out a quiet moan, seeing their god-crafted, magnificent bodies. She reached out her hand, wanting to touch every muscle on their firm chests, but they had other plans.

  Cole got back on the bed, shifting and pulling her along with him until she was lying on her back with her legs up in the air. Riley cried out when she felt Cole's huge cock pressing against her entrance. She gasped when it pushed into her, such a tight fit she arched off the sheets – only to be pinned again.

  Harbor knelt over her, straddling her so her mouth was at the perfect angle for him to lean forward and push his thick cock between her lips. Riley's moan was muffled by his length as Harbor caught her hands and held them down above her head, moving his hips in a slow rhythm, fucking her mouth.

  The pleasure was burning with such heat Riley thought she might not be able to bear it. Her two fateds moved in such perfect unison she wondered if they were somehow telepathically communicating. Slow at first, then faster and faster, the two commanders thrust into her, filling her to the brink with their hard cocks.

  She loved it, she loved it so much she didn't know how she could possibly not cum soon. Apparently Cole did because while he made her squirm with such ecstasy it threatened to rob Riley of every last inch of sense in her head, he kept it purposefully shallow to stop her from achieving her climax.

  Riley wanted to cry out or plead or say anything but she couldn't and that turned her on most of all. She hadn't known how deeply her need to be dominated ran. The proof was staring her right in the face at that moment. The commanders' hot, powerful bodies were warm on top of her and just as they'd promised, Riley couldn't move a muscle when they didn't allow it.

  She needed to cum. She needed to cum so badly her entire body shook in the expectation of it. Somehow, her fateds understood that as well as they understood every other sign her body was giving them.

  Harbor's cock slipped out of her mouth and Riley panted, her lips aching from trying to deep-throat such a large cock.

  "Harder," she cried then, her voice shaking from the pleasure and the rough treatment of her mouth both. "Cole! Let me...I – fuck, fuck yes!"

  Harbor answered instead.

  His massive figure loomed over her as he bent down just a little to growl a single, maddening word:

  "Beg."

  At that moment, Riley didn't know how to beg. She could barely put three words together but she gave it her best.

  "Please," she gasped, her body arching to meet Cole's every sharp, punishing thrust. "I need to cum, please, don't stop! Yes, gods! Fuck me, fuck me..."

  It seemed that her fateds were pleased with that because Cole picked up his merciless pace even more. Lifting her legs higher to get a better angle, he pounded her body so hard Riley could feel the bed move beneath them. Every single thrust hit right at her spot, sending sparks dancing before her eyes.

  Harbor pushed his cock back into her mouth and Riley sucked earnestly, still moaning. Her pleasure was spiking now, climbing the high they'd promised her. The heat around her barely matched the heat inside her as both her fateds stopped holding back and she could feel their own desire for her.

  The two huge cocks throbbed inside her as every inch of Riley's body ached to orgasm. She choked on Harbor's cock when one of his thrusts hit the back of her throat. Tears slid down her cheeks but it was the most amazing experience in her life. She arched against them, taking every brutal thrust and letting them slam into her.

  Cole's rhythm was breaking. Riley moaned around Harbor's cock when she felt his thrusts become erratic, pounding into her, harder, harder. As Cole pounded into her faster, Riley did the only thing she had any control over and ran her tongue along the length of Harbor's cock harder too.

  She could hear both commanders groan. Harbor's hands were holding her tightly and Riley could feel his big body shake.

  She opened her mouth to scream, unable to get a single sound over her lips with Harbor filling her mouth. Cole's fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her ass as he pushed her over the edge and Riley came, moaning loudly, her pussy contracting around Cole's cock.

  It pulled his own orgasm from him and hot seed spilled into Riley, who was still trembling, warmth enveloping her entirely. The pleasure shooting through her veins was so powerful she thought it would knock her out but it didn't – it just kept washing over her until the waves receded and became a soft swinging.

  Riley floated on the river of ecstasy, only distantly aware of Cole pulling out of her pussy. She gasped when Harbor climbed off her with a grunt. It took one quick thrust for him to enter her to the hilt and this time, Riley rose off the sheets with a shrill wail.

  Cole moved to pull her back with a sated smirk on his lips, her wrists pinned under his as the commander leaned down to kiss her.

  Harbor began to move in earnest, pounding into her without any restraint, showing how close he had been from the blowjob. Riley's body shook under the impact of his furious thrusting, her pussy trembling around him, still sensitive from her orgasm.

  Her eyes were squeezed shut, trying to weather the storm that was Harbor while Cole captured her lips, nibbling at them, biting gently. Riley whimpered. She wanted to say she couldn't bear it, that there was no way she'd cum again but the evidence wasn't confirming that.

  Her hips were moving to meet Harbor's every wild thrust, moaning whenever Cole leaned down to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. He circled his tongue around them, licking, teasing her until Riley was out of her mind with pleasure again.

  She hoped Harbor wouldn't make her beg. Riley doubted she had any breath left. Her whimpers were pitiful cries and when her eyes flew wide open as Harbor hit the spot within her, she hoped her gaze was doing the pleading for her.

  "You're gorgeous like that," Harbor groaned instead. "So tight around me, so hot... You feel fucking amazing. Moan for me, yes, just like that. I want to he
ar every sound you make."

  Riley wanted to obey that, and she did. There were simply no more words. She didn't have the breath to say them and the mental capacity to conjure any. Like Harbor said, there were only moans, long and drawn out, pleading, begging him to give her the orgasm she craved.

  It wasn't supposed to be that easy. A woman's body wasn't put together to be taken apart like that, one after the other and yet the two commanders didn't seem to have any problem with that. Harbor's fingers were tight around her, keeping Riley perfectly in place just the way he wanted her.

  She cried out, every sound punctuated by another merciless thrust to her core until she was a panting mess, trembling under the hands of her fated.

  Cole only needed one arm to keep her steady and secure. The other traced her naked body leisurely, his fingers caressing her overstimulated flesh, groaning deeply.

  If he thinks about going again, I might actually get fucked into another coma. A nice one this time.

  Riley didn't have any more time to worry because Harbor adjusted his angle and the massive shock that went through her triggered her second climax. While her fated slammed into her, his face contorting in pleasure as he grunted, Riley whimpered, muffled by Cole's lips on hers.

  The blood in her veins had to be pure ecstasy at that point, hot and heavy and maddening. That was the only way she could still be up in the high of her pleasure, like she'd walked off the cliff and suddenly discovered she can fly.

  "Harbor," Riley gasped, "oh gods yes..."

  The commander groaned heavily, pounding his seed into her, filling Riley up again. The warm cum was sticky on her thighs when Harbor pulled out after a second, leaning down to kiss her too when Cole got out of the way.

  Riley barely registered it. She was only vaguely aware of the commanders pulling her between themselves and covering her still-shivering body with a cool sheet. Between them, Riley fell asleep, a smile on her lips, sated and safe and happy.

  There were no nightmares when she lived a dream.