Slave Gold 3: Darcy's Zennoxian Mates (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Becca Van

  “But…”

  “But what?” Drac asked.

  Darcy wanted to look over her shoulder at him, but with Froz still clasping her chin and rubbing her neck, she couldn’t move. His eyes were locked onto hers and she would swear he could see into her soul.

  “How does biting claim…your mate?”

  “We have a chemical in our fangs which releases only with our right mate,” Plat explained. She trembled when she felt him press against her back. “Once that chemical is in our tatra’s blood, she is connected to her males on a soul deep level.”

  “So that bite marks remain and let other men…males know that the woman…female is taken?” Darcy asked.

  She felt so right standing between the two men. What she really wanted to do was rip her clothes off and beg them to make love with her, but until she understood everything about this new world, and what they felt for her, she kept her thoughts and demands to herself. Plus, she wasn’t sure if they felt anything for her besides lust. She’d have to be blind not to see how they looked at her with desire. But desire and love were on different ends of the spectrum.

  Any person could feel sexual hunger. That didn’t mean that once they got what they wanted that they would stick around, or even want more. For all she knew, once they’d scratched that itch, they wouldn’t need her anymore.

  It didn’t matter how attractive she found them. Nor how her body reacted to them. She was going to stick to her plans of trying to get back home to Earth.

  “Yes and no,” Plat whispered.

  Goose bumps rose up on her skin when his warm breath caressed her neck. When he started kissing and nibbling his way along her neck, she tilted her head back and rested it on his chest, giving him easier access. Not matter what her brain kept telling her, her body knew what it wanted.

  “Yes and no, what?” she asked, her eyes closing when Froz started nibbling on the other side of her neck.

  “The bite marks would remain, but that’s not the right mate mark which pronounces you taken to other males,” Lowl answered.

  Darcy heard chair legs scrape against the stone floor and although she should be protesting at what Plat and Froz were doing to her, she couldn’t make herself form the words. It felt so good to have their bodies against hers, so right, but if she’d had to explain her feelings, she knew she wouldn’t be able to.

  She glanced up when Cark, Lowl, and Drac came to stand nearby and her breathing once more escalated, her body responding to their individual scents and their handsome visages.

  Drac took one of her hands in his and as she met his eyes, he lifted her hand to his mouth. Instead of kissing it like she expected him to, he sucked one of her fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip and suckling on her flesh. Her cunt contracted in response, sending another flood of cream to coat her swollen, aching folds before dripping onto her panties.

  “What…How…”

  Drac withdrew her finger from his mouth and she nearly groaned in protest. “A mark with five points will form right here.” Drac’s fingers caressed the top of her left breast over her shirt with light strokes, causing a shudder to surge up her spine. “And in the center of the polygon a five-point star is formed.”

  “The star represents the mated female and each point of the pentagon signifies each male in each mated brethren unit,” Cark explained.

  “Oh,” Darcy gasped and shifted from one foot to the other. She was so hot for the men she was aching all over, and even though she still had it in her mind to get home if she could, that goal was going further down her list the more time she spent with the five Bim brothers.

  “Let us ease your need, little one,” Drac rasped as he cupped her cheek. “We can see and smell how badly you ache.”

  “But…”

  “But what, Darcy?” Plat asked.

  “You won’t claim me, will you?”

  Froz tugged lightly on her hair. “We would never do anything you do not wish, tatra.”

  Darcy bit her lip as she thought about what she wanted. She wanted, no, needed, to feel their hands on mouths on her body. She wanted to see them naked and worst of all, she wanted them to fuck her into oblivion. The passion throbbing inside of her was almost too much to bear and she knew only these men could assuage the desire beating inside of her.

  Why shouldn’t she let them “ease her need,” as Drac had said? If they weren’t going to claim her, she had nothing to lose.

  “Okay.” Darcy drew the word out on a sigh and hoped she hadn’t made the wrong decision.

  Chapter Four

  Plat nearly shouted in exaltation at their mate’s capitulation, but instead he scooped her up into his arms and hurried from the feasting hall. His cock was so hard and he was in pain, but he hoped he and his brothers could keep their promise of not claiming their tatra. His emotions were all over the place and the aggression he usually felt was dissipating each minute he spent in his mate’s presence.

  He would love to sink his dick into her hot, moist pussy and find his release after giving Darcy hers, but he would stay in control because he didn’t want to frighten her with his aggressive tendencies. However, he was scared he would hurt her if he made love to her right now. He was so on edge and once his cock was buried within her sheath, it would begin to expand even more, pulsing and stretching her sensitive walls for her added pleasure. She was so petite compared to him and his brethren he was worried he would damage her.

  After he entered the mating room, Plat slowly lowered Darcy to her feet and gripped her hips when she swayed. He nearly growled when she pulled away from him, but when her hands went to the hem of her shirt and she lifted it up over her head, he made a rumbling noise deep in his chest.

  Froz moved behind her and placed his hand low on her belly. Plat glanced over at Drac, Cark, and Lowl to see them all staring at their mate’s body hungrily.

  Plat wondered if Froz was going to pull rank on him since he was older than him by two planet rotations, but right now he didn’t really care. He was the one who was standing in front of Darcy, so he would be the one touching her. But he wouldn’t be able to take her first if he wanted the mating with his tatra to work. Froz would need to penetrate her and bite her first since he was the oldest of them. If he didn’t let Froz go first, the connection between him, his brethren, and Darcy wouldn’t be very strong, and the pentagon and star wouldn’t form. He shook his head and brought his mind back to the present.

  “What is this?” Plat asked as he stared at the covering on her breasts. He couldn’t resist the call of her creamy skin and ran his finger along the edge of her bound flesh.

  “It’s called a bra,” Darcy answered in a husky voice and then licked her lips.

  “How do you remove it?” Froz questioned.

  “Um…I’ll do it.” Darcy lifted her hands and Plat watched intently so he would be able to remove the garment in the future. There was a small clip in between her breasts and as she opened it he waited for her to remove it, but she held it closed and looked up into his eyes.

  He could see that she was nervous and wondered if she’d never had a male look at her body before.

  “Take it off,” Drac ordered as he walked closer.

  Darcy inhaled deeply and as she closed her eyes, she removed the covering. Plat sucked in a breath and growled with approval as her ample female globes were revealed. On the top of those beautiful soft looking orbs were pinky brown peaks. The peaks looked hard and were pointing right at him as if begging for his touch.

  He raised his hand and touched the peak with the tip of his finger and froze when Darcy moaned. At first he’d been worried that he’d hurt her, but when she met his eyes he realized that was far from the truth. It seemed that touching the hard nubs gave her pleasure.

  “What are these?” Drac asked as he took the other peak between his finger and thumb, squeezing it gently.

  “Oh.” Darcy panted and arched her chest out as if begging for more of their touch. “They…they’re
nipples. Don’t your women have them?”

  “They have something similar, but they don’t appear until they have had younglings, and they are the same color as the skin,” Froz replied.

  “Is that how they feed their babies?” Darcy frowned.

  “Our females have the globes on their chests the same as you but they are different to yours,” Cark said as he came to stand at her side. “They aren’t as big or soft-looking.”

  Lowl moved to her other side and, after nudging Plat’s hand from her chest, he caressed the soft globe. “Do these stay on top all the time?”

  “Yes.” Darcy moaned when Lowl pinched the peak.

  “The tips do not stay on our females globes. Once they have finished feeding their babes, they disappear,” Plat explained.

  “Oh. Weird,” Darcy muttered. “So why do they have…female globes, breasts. Is it just to nourish their babies, or do they get pleasure from them, too?”

  “For pleasure,” Plat rasped. “But they aren’t that sensitive from what I’ve heard. Our female's globes must be squeezed hard for them to feel a warrior’s touch. Their globes are a lot harder than yours. Are your…breasts sensitive?”

  “Yes.” Darcy sighed when Plat squeezed the other nipple. “A human woman’s breasts don’t need to be grasped firmly. If you squeezed too hard, you could hurt me. A gentle touch is best, but they are also to feed babies from.”

  “Do you have the nourishment in the globes now?” Drac asked, and stared at her breasts as if he wanted to devour them. Plat knew exactly how he felt. He would love to suckle on those tips and taste the nourishing liquid.

  “No. A human woman only produces milk in her breasts after giving birth to the baby.”

  “You would look very sexy with our babe in your belly,” Cark said in a growly voice.

  Plat was about to take a taste of her breast but Drac and Cark beat him to it. When their mouths latched onto those hard nubs, Darcy moaned and her eyes closed again. The scent of her honey became stronger and he decided he would taste her sweet cream.

  He knelt on the floor, tugged on the small ties on her strange boots, and then pulled them from her feet one at a time. He removed the coverings from her feet and then he tugged the fastening on her blue pants. The silver clasp popped off and when he yanked on the small metal tag, it lowered and the seam opened. He looked up when Lowl leaned forward and began kissing Darcy. She was such a beautiful female and he wanted to see her as she reached her joyous release.

  Plat gripped the side of her leg coverings at her hips and pulled them down and off, over her feet. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the shiny material over her sex and when she shifted on her feet and her legs widened, he saw that she was wet, the fabric damp with her juices.

  He pressed his nose to the covering and groaned as he inhaled her musky aroma. He couldn’t wait another moment to taste her cream, so he tugged on the sides of the material and ripped it, the fabric fluttering to the floor.

  When he caught sight of her bare female sex, he nearly spent himself in his warrior pants. His cock expanded as if he was already deep inside her body and it pulsed as if he was already pleasuring her, sliding in and out of her sheath. Plat gripped his balls and tugged firmly, relieved when the seed roiling in his balls didn’t burst up his shaft.

  Once he was sure he wouldn’t disgrace himself by shooting his load, Plat lifted one of her legs up over his shoulder and stared at her wet, pink, swollen sex. And then he placed his mouth against her folds and licked from top to bottom and back again. Her whimper of pleasure was muffled since Lowl was still kissing her, but it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. However, he wanted to hear her screaming as she peaked.

  When his tongue touched the small bundle at the top of her sex, she cried out and he looked up along her body to see that Lowl was no longer kissing her but sucking on one of her nipples. Froz was nibbling and licking on her neck and she tilted her head to the side, as if wanting to feel his brother’s mouth on her skin. Plat drew the small protrusion into his mouth and suckled on it as he pushed a thick finger up into her creamy hole and started to move it in and out of her pussy.

  She was so tight he wondered for a moment if he and his brothers would be able to fit inside her, but when he gently pressed another broad finger into her and he felt her stretch, he knew she could take them if they took time to prepare her, and were gentle when they penetrated her.

  Darcy began to rock her hips back and forth. Froz began to kiss his way down her back until he was kneeling on the floor behind her. Plat wondered if she would be accepting to them filling her every hole. With five of them as her mates, they would want to love her any which way they could, and as often as she allowed. She wasn’t dissimilar to their females. In fact, as far as he could see, other than her female peaks not retreating, she was nearly exactly the same. Except much softer.

  Rem Tark had told them that she was breeding compatible with him and his brothers and Plat hoped she would eventually want to have their younglings. Zennoxians had the ability to hold their seed back so it didn’t take into a female cavity until she decided she wanted to procreate, so there was no need to remove their cocks from her pussy when they climaxed. He would have hated wasting his ejaculate and not feeling the full pleasure of his release while he was buried inside of her.

  “Oh. So good.” Darcy whimpered as Plat increased the pace of his thrusting fingers and flicked his tongue rapidly over the small nub at the top of her sex.

  And when he felt her tighten up, he realized that Froz was licking and caressing her back entrance. Plat groaned as her wet channel began to get tighter and when he felt the protrusion inside of her swell even more, he rubbed the tip of his fingers over it.

  Cream soaked his fingers and dripped onto his hand as Darcy screamed. Her sheath clenched around his digits before releasing and clamping down again. All the while she found her female’s joy she cried out, her whole body twitching and quivering from the inside out. Plat had never seen anything so beautiful or so carnally sexy in his life.

  His dick expanded even more and then began pulsing just before he began to orgasm in his pants. He tried to hold in his shout of release but ended up grunting out his pleasure. His ears were ringing and he was only vaguely aware that his brethren had made noises similar to him. When his breathing began to calm and he shifted on his knees, he had to pull his pants away from his deflating cock. It was damn uncomfortable spending himself like an inexperienced minor. When his breathing was finally back to normal, he looked up to see that Darcy’s eyes were closed and she was smiling as if she had just feasted to satiation, which, in a way, she had.

  “My legs are shaking,” she whispered, and then her eyes opened.

  Plat felt like he could see the suns, moon, and stars in her eyes and she had the answers to the universe. His heart flipped over in his chest and he rose to his feet and kissed her reverently on the lips. No female had ever made him lose control the way his tatra had.

  She was special and he and his brothers were going to have to do everything they could to convince her they were meant to be together, because there was no way in Zennox he was letting her leave or taking her home. Not if he could help it.

  * * * *

  Darcy jerked awake and then sighed when she remembered where she was. She’d been having the weirdest dream, but as she blinked the sleep from her eyes and looked about she realized what she’d dreamed was actually reality. She couldn’t understand why she had let five men, aliens, touch her, kiss her, and make her come, but then she thought about how handsome and sexy they were. How was a girl to resist that?

  “Get your ass up, Darcy. You are on a strange planet and should be exploring,” she muttered, and then crawled across the bed and stood up. She headed to the bathing room and after taking care of business she moved to the lake-like pool. When she found stone steps down into it, she descended and sighed as the warm water flowed over her skin. She swam about for a bit and headed toward a shelf o
n the other side, when she spied the vials of what looked like liquid soap. After washing her hair and her body, she got out and was happy to see a stack of towels on the shelf on the rock wall. She dried off, wrapped the cloth around her body, and then went in search of something clean to wear.

  She had just entered the bedroom when the door opened and was surprised to see an older woman come in.

  “I am Isa.”

  “Um, hi, Isa. It’s nice to meet you.”

  Isa gave her a smile and then she hurried over to the large dresser. She was tall for a woman, standing inches over six foot, and her long, silver hair reached to her ass, even tied back in a braid.

  “Come.” Isa wiggled her fingers and Darcy walked over to stand beside her. “Choose.”

  Darcy looked into the long drawer Isa had opened and she was surprised to see layers of brightly colored material. She picked up the sky-blue piece on top and held it up. It was a long tunic-like top with capped sleeves. She hoped it wasn’t a dress, because it would barely reach mid-thigh, and she wasn’t used to showing a lot of skin, unless she was dancing, of course, but then she usually wore a leotard.

  Isa smile and then closed the drawer. “Good. This will match your blue orbs.” The smile faded from her face and she frowned at Darcy as she pointed to her eyes. “You have injured your eyes?”

  “What?” Darcy asked, confused.

  “The black circle in the middle. You have damage to your eyes?” Isa asked again.

  She looked at Isa’s glowing blue eyes and shook her head. “No. The black is called a pupil. This is normal for a human.”

  “Human?” Isa tapped her chin with her finger and then her face brightened as if she knew what Darcy was talking about. “From Earth? Yes?”

  “Yes.” Darcy reached out and clasped Isa’s hand. “How do you know?”