Slave Gold 4: United Alliance (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  River bit her lip to keep her moans and gasps locked inside but when she felt two mouths suckling on her breasts and another between her thighs the noises erupted, but thankfully they were stifled when Stryk’s mouth covered hers.

  “Get her inside now,” Stryk ordered.

  She blinked the haze of passion from her eyes and stared up at her men. None of them spoke but they had formed a half circle about her to keep her from view of the warriors. Palk knelt, scooped her up into his arms, and hurried back toward the massive Grecian style mansion.

  River buried her face against Palk’s neck and tried to calm her choppy breaths but she was so turned on it was a futile effort. When they entered the bedroom she expected Palk to put her down but instead he sat on the edge of the bed and placed her on his lap.

  She stared up into his eyes and saw and felt happiness and love as he looked at her. Her heart filled with even more warmth and the cynical skepticism she’d been harboring in her heart melted away. Tears formed in her eyes and this time she did nothing to stop them from flowing out. She did belong here with Palk, Hakk, Toak, and Stryk. If she hadn’t been so hardheaded and opened herself up the moment these four amazing, alien males had claimed her she would never have doubted.

  “Thank you, sweetling. Thank you for opening your heart to us. You have no idea how amazingly special you are. We promise to do everything we can to make sure you are happy.”

  River didn’t get the chance to reply because the moment he stopped speaking Palk began to kiss her. Hands tugged at her boots and the leather pants she’d donned after her shower. She moaned with need as she speared her fingers into Palk’s hair and then mewled when the leather vest she put on was pulled up above her breasts.

  Palk broke the kiss and he helped to remove the tied vest and then he lifted her over to the middle of the bed.

  Stryk and Hakk were the first of her mates to remove their clothes and climb up onto the bed with her. Stryk cupped a breast and after gazing into her eyes for a few seconds lowered his head and took her aching nipple into his mouth. Hakk cupped her cheek, turning her head toward his and kissed her.

  Hands caressed and kneaded, gliding up and down her legs, over her hips and the indent of her waist. Stryk scraped his teeth over her nipple and she sobbed with pleasure when her legs were spread further apart and a finger stroked her pussy. She was so wet and needy, so empty and yet her heart was full of joy. A finger pressed up into her wet cunt and she mewled as she arched her hips up into the stroke. Her body was on fire and craving to be filled like it had never been filled before.

  Hakk released her lips and began to nibble his way over her jaw toward her neck. The moment his tongue licked over her mating mark she screamed in ecstasy. The orgasm was powerful and fulfilling but still she wasn’t anywhere near satisfied. Her body quaked and quivered as Palk licked over her pulsing clit as the last of her internal contractions faded.

  “Are you ready for me, mate?” Palk asked.

  River looked down between her legs as he got up onto his knees and her pussy clenched again when she saw that he had his long thick cock in hand. He pumped it a few times and then placed the tip of his hard dick against her sopping wet entrance.

  “I have a question first,” she managed to get out around her panting breaths.

  “What is it, love?” Stryk asked.

  “When you reach climax it feels like you swell inside me. Do you?”

  “Yes,” Palk answered as he pushed the tip of his dick into her cunt.

  “How? And why?”

  Palk leaned over her, bracing his weight on his hands near her shoulders and stared into her eyes. “Don’t you like it?”

  “Oh, no. Wait! Of course I do. It’s feels amazing, but where do you swell and what is the reason?”

  “Just above the base of our cocks.” Palk sat back on his haunches between her legs without withdrawing his dick from her pussy and pointed to a thin band of skin about half an inch above the base of his erection. “This fills with more blood just before we come and expands to lock us inside you.”

  “We didn’t have this ability when our females were abundant,” Toak explained. “We think it was an evolvement so that if we ever did find our mates, we would have a better chance to breed with our true-mate. The expansion is so that none of our seed escapes our female.”

  “Oh,” River said. “Makes sense, I guess.”

  “Did you see the birth-ident mating mark?” Hakk queried.

  “Yes, it’s remarkable. I love the way the purple glows between the circles of black. Does mine move the way yours seem to?”

  “Only when we touch it. Just the same as ours move when you touch them.”

  “Are the marks like an erogenous zone?” she asked.

  “What is that?” Stryk laved over her nipple pulling a groan of hunger from deep in her chest.

  “Could we talk more, later?” Palk asked. “Our mate needs us.”

  “Yeah.” River sighed and moaned when Palk began to gently drive his cock deeper into her aching pussy.

  “Do you like that, sweetling?” Palk almost growled his question. “Do you like having my cock moving inside of you?”

  “Yes! More, please?”

  Hakk and Stryk both began to suckle on her nipples. River thought she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head but didn’t care. All that mattered was being loved by and connected to her four mates. Her body ached with lust yet her soul and heart were full of warmth and completeness.

  She needed to be filled more than she needed to breathe.

  The moment Palk was balls-deep inside her vagina, he rolled them over until he was lying on his back with her on top of him. She hadn’t even noticed when Hakk and Stryk moved away. She’d been so intent of every sensation of Palk’s cock gliding along her tight, wet internal walls, but now that he was deep inside of her she glanced about for her other mates.

  Stryk moved up behind her and gripped her waist, helping to adjust her to his satisfaction. He must have already put lube on his hard dick because when he pressed it against her star, the tip breached her anus without any trouble.

  River moaned and tried to push back against him. She needed to be filled so badly. Even when they’d mated her the first time the craving to make love with them hadn’t been this intense, and she wondered if it was because the bond was not completely formed and she was feeling their own hunger as well as her own now that it bond seemed to be complete.

  Stryk moved his hands from her waist to her hips and didn’t let go until his pubis was pressed against her ass. Movement off to the side caught her attention and she licked her lips when she spied Hakk pumping his dick. Toak was on her other side doing the same.

  “Come here,” she panted and beckoned Hakk.

  She smiled when he crawled closer and she removed his hand from his dick, bent to the side, and sucked the tip into her mouth. He groaned and gasped.

  “Fuck! That is… Your mouth… Ahh!”

  River swirled her tongue around the head and then sucked him in further. She made sure her tongue rubbed against the three ridges under his cock and tried to smile when she tasted a spurt of his yummy pre-cum on her taste buds.

  As she began to bob her head up and down Hakk’s length she reached out to the other side and felt for Toak. The moment her hand touched the moist tip of his cock he groaned and she pushed his hand from his shaft and gripped him firmly. She caressed up and down his length and felt jubilant when his breathing hitched and then sped up.

  “That feels so good, sweetkins. I love having you touch me.”

  River hummed a response and then she was humming for an entirely different reason. Stryk and Palk began to move in and out of her ass and pussy. As one withdrew the other surged in and each time they drove their cocks back inside of her they increased the speed and depth of their gliding cocks.

  Fire raced through her blood and tension began to build. The faster they moved, the faster she pumped Toak’s dick with her hand and suck
ed on Hakk’s cock.

  The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and heavy breathing permeated the air. Her body was alive and although she hadn’t come yet, she was fulfilled in ways she never had been before. These four alien males touched her in ways no one had ever touched her, ever, and it had nothing to do with their lovemaking. Although the physical element of their connection touched her deeply, too.

  How could she not feel so much for them when they made her feel beautiful, protected and loved? Her heart filled to overflowing and she wondered if it could burst open at having so much joy swelling inside of her.

  “Sweetling, I’m so close,” Hakk growled and gasped his words.

  “So am I,” Toak moaned.

  “My balls feel like they are about to explode,” Stryk rasped as he drove back into her ass.

  “I can feel her pussy rippling around me,” Palk groaned as his cock slid deep inside.

  “Then let’s send our mate over.” Hakk threaded his fingers through her hair.

  “Make sure you pull out a bit,” Stryk said. “We can’t both be locked in her at the same time.”

  River hummed her appreciation and then she took Hakk’s cock down the back of her throat and swallowed. Hakk shouted, pulled his cock partially out of her mouth and then jerked and twitched as he came. She gulped down his sweet-tasting cum as fast as she could, but some leaked out of her mouth and down her chin. When Hakk fell to his hands and knees beside her she had to release his dick so she didn’t hurt him.

  She turned her head and latched onto Toak’s cock, sucking him deep into her mouth. He made a growly sound which ramped up her arousal even more and she knew she had only seconds before she climaxed.

  Each time Stryk and Palk thrust into her ass and cunt her internal walls got tighter and she felt like her insides were melting. Toak let out a roar and he came, his cock jerked and juddered as spume erupted from his dick into her mouth. This time she was prepared and was able to swallow every single drop of his sweet essence. When he pulled his cock from her mouth and moved back she grabbed hold of Palk’s bulging biceps and hung on. She felt like she was about to be shot straight up into the stratosphere and wasn’t sure she would be able to find her way back down.

  Her insides tightened to an extreme she’d never experienced and she teetered on the edge of culmination for what felt like an eternity. The pleasure too powerful for her to topple over into bliss.

  Palk must have felt her struggle because he leaned up and latched onto her mark with his lips. He sucked and licked once, twice and then she was flying. A guttural scream tore from her throat as her body shook and shivered. Her internal muscles clamped down and released only to do so again. The heat flared into a conflagration of rapture so concentrated she felt like she was being burned alive, but without any pain. She was burning with passion and nirvana.

  Palk stroked in deep with a yell and her cunt spasmed around his expanding cock as his erection pulsed and jolted as he filled her pussy and womb with his seed. A few strokes later Stryk groaned as he withdrew from her ass so that only half his cock was still inside her contracting channel as he, too, orgasmed.

  In the end she had felt everything that Stryk and Palk had which made her orgasm last way longer than it normally would. Making love with her alien mates was out of this world. Literally and figuratively.

  When she finally came back to her body after going so high with ecstasy she slumped down onto Palk and tried to regain her breath. Her pussy still giving the occasional clench as aftershocks wracked her frame.

  “You are amazing, sweetness.” Palk kissed the top of head.

  “That was incredible,” Stryk whispered against her neck, kissed her skin and the slowly eased his deflating cock from her ass.

  River smiled as she closed her eyes. She didn’t have any words in response to their praise because she hadn’t done all that much.

  “You are in my heart, sweetkins.” Toak kissed her shoulder.

  “And mine.” Hakk stroked a hand over her hair.

  “She is in all of our hearts,” Stryk said in a soft loving tone.

  “She certainly is,” Palk agreed. “Now all we have to do is teach our mate to keep the true-bond connection open to us.”

  “I’ll learn,” River said. “It’s going to be a hard habit to break.”

  “We will help you, mate.” Stryk caressed her ass and then shifted away.

  “Would you like help to bathe?” Stryk asked, right before his comm went off.

  “You are being summoned. I’ll be fine.” River moaned and she got off of Palk, his cock slipping out of her pussy. Stryk rolled from the bed and searched the pockets of his leather pants. “Can you send someone up to show me around? Do you have a library where I can find history about your world?”

  “I will send, Dryv’s brother, Drav up to escort you.”

  “Give me fifteen minutes so I can clean up.” River hurried over to Stryk, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his chin. He leaned down and kissed her mouth passionately until his comm beeped again since he hadn’t answered it.

  “We will try and see you at mid-meal.” Palk wrapped his arms around her waist. She turned her head and tipped it back as he lowered his to kiss her. His skin was still moist and she realized he must have taken time to take a quick shower.

  Hakk and Toak took turns kissing her too, and then she hurried toward the bathroom with a satisfied smile on her face. She chuckled as her legs trembled with each step she took. River had no idea what had come over her earlier, but she was looking forward to making love to her mates again and again and again.

  However, she needed more to occupy her time than making love with her men, and she knew just what that was going to be.

  She wanted to find as much information as she could on the Pendags.

  Chapter Ten

  “What’s going on,” Toak asked as he walked into the comm room. All his brothers were convened around the comm display Dryv was monitoring.

  “Pendag have been sighted one sector from Safura,” Palk whispered.

  “Fuck! Can we send some of our warriors out to secure the perimeter of our planet in the onefires?”

  Onefires were armed spaceships for a single warrior. The fire power on those ships was astonishingly powerful, but since they were powered by the illumcrystal it was no surprise to any of them. They would be to the Pendags though, because the craft hadn't been in existence when the fuckers had poisoned their water so long ago.

  If the enemy got an up close and personal encounter with the laser blast from one of the ships there would be nothing left but dust. Their scientists and engineers had spent years perfecting those fast elite craft and their warriors had spent a lot of standard hours training in them. Plus, as far as Toak knew none of the technology on planets in their galaxy or neighboring galaxies came close to the onefires.

  He just hoped the Pendags weren’t stupid enough to try and take over their world, because he, his brothers, and their warriors would make sure they were annihilated.

  “How many of our men can we get into the air?” Palk asked.

  “Five hundred are readying as we speak,” Stryk said.

  “Do you think that’ll be enough?” Hakk asked.

  “I don’t know,” Toak replied. “We can’t send all of our warriors out to fight them in case some manage to land.”

  “Dryv, do we know how many ships have been spotted?” Palk moved in closer to the monitor as if he would be able to see for himself but so far the screen was clear.

  “There is nothing to see yet, sire,” Dryv explained. “But we were able to pick up chatter from the Aerosians. They have reported to seeing five battle ships on their screens.”

  “Fuck! Each of those ships carries over five thousand if my memories are correct.” Stryk threaded his fingers through his hair and sighed. “Have any of those ships come in close to the other planets?”

  “Not that we’ve heard, sire,” Dryv replied.

  “That’s strange,” Toak m
uttered. The Pendag always came in fast and hard, their aim to suck up as much water as they could before taking off again. It was only when confronted with force by the natives on planets that the enemy fought back. That thought made Toak think a little deeper about their nemesis and he began to wonder why the enemy didn’t fire first. It wasn’t like they didn’t have the means even though their weapons were more primitive than theirs. Plus they needed water more than they needed war. He began to wonder if maybe they should make contact with the Pendags and see if they could talk and barter.

  Safurians were a mostly peaceful race and if there was another way to deal with the Pendags it would be better for everyone all round. He, Toak, was also worried about River. He didn’t think the Pendags would have a chance in hell of beating them but they had a mate to care for and protect. The last thing he and his brothers wanted was for her to be hurt because they weren’t willing to negotiate instead of fighting.

  “Is there any we can contact the Pendags’ leader?” Toak asked Dryv.

  All eyes turned to look at him incredulously. Stryk frowned at him fiercely but then his visage began to change and speculation gleamed in his eyes. He wondered if his brother had picked up on some of his thoughts. Now that they were true-mated with River Toak felt more in tune to his siblings. He had always cared deeply for his brothers but since they had claimed their mate, his feelings for them were stronger than ever. It surprised him because right now River had somehow managed to close herself off to them again. They were really going to have to talk to her about that. Toak wanted, needed to be able to feel her at all times, but especially in times of danger. If she was in trouble and closed to them how would he be able to save her let alone protect her?

  “What are you thinking?” Palk asked.

  Toak began to explain.

  * * * *

  It had been hours since Drav had escorted her to the library. The room was huge and filled with old parchments and books and when she’d first seen that every wall was filled with shelves she wondered if she would ever find what she was looking for. However, she was determined to unearth what she needed, but she just didn’t know where to start. The room was bright and airy, with sliding doors open to let fresh air in and she felt peaceful and tranquil. She could have just sat on one of the sofas for hours and whiled the hours away as she read, but she didn’t have time to waste.