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

by Becca Van

  Plat wanted to roar with jubilation, but he swallowed the urge, turned on his heels, and jogged toward the domicile. Darcy clung to his neck, and although he wanted to look down into her beautiful face again, he didn’t. If he did that, he wasn’t sure they would make it to the bed.

  It seemed to take forever before he entered the room where he and his sibs would make love to their female, and when he stood before the large bed, he slowly lowered her to her feet.

  Plat took a deep breath and released it slowly as he tried to get his raging hunger under control, and just as he thought he managed to temper his passion, Darcy’s hand landed on his chest. He made a low growling noise deep in his chest and then his mouth was on hers. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, rubbing it along hers, relishing the sounds of the whimpers and gasps she made.

  He broke the kiss, tugged her shirt off, and then moaned when he saw her gorgeous female globes with the dark pinkish brown hard nipples on top. Plat scooped her up and then placed her in the middle of the bed, opened the fastening on her small warrior pants, and then removed her boots and her pants.

  Saliva pooled in his mouth when her musky female arousal permeated the air and as he stared at her and he stripped out of his own clothes. Rustles nearby let him know that his brethren were doing the same. He’d been so intent on Darcy he hadn’t heard them enter the room behind him. Of course he’d known they were following him when he started for the domicile, but after that he’d virtually blocked them out.

  Just as he got onto the end of the bed, Froz and Drac climbed up beside her. Plat hoped that Cark and Lowl didn’t feel left out, and although he felt for his brethren, he was more intent on claiming their mate. He glanced at Froz, since he was the eldest and had first right to claim their tatra, and was pleased when his brethren nodded toward him, conceding his current position. That had never happened before, but he wasn’t about to question his brethren. Of course he wouldn’t penetrate her first, because that would jeopardize their mating claim, but he could give her pleasure.

  Plat smoothed his hands up and down Darcy’s legs, starting near her feet and gradually getting higher. When he got to her knees, he nudged them apart and was grateful she didn’t baulk when he spread them wider so he could get between them.

  “You smell so good, my little tatra. I’m going to give you so much pleasure and we are going to claim you for all time.”

  Darcy bit her lip but nodded her head.

  As Plat lowered his head toward her sweet-smelling pussy, Drac turned her head toward him and started kissing her. Plat hunkered down onto his belly, wrapped his arms around her slim, toned thighs, spread them further, and then licked her. She tasted so good, he wanted more. He slithered his tongue up and down between her wet folds, taking note of every twitch, gasp, or moan, memorizing her pleasure spots.

  Plat grasped her hips and looked up over her body when she bowed up from the bed. Drac was suckling at one of her nipples and Froz was kissing her rapaciously. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of her slit and wondered what the little button was called. Females on Zennox didn’t have anything like that, but he loved the way she writhed every time the tip of his tongue came into contact with the small nub.

  He moved his head down and thrust his tongue into her dripping hole and groaned when she clenched around him. Deciding that he’d played long enough, he pushed a finger into her hot, wet sheath and began laving the small protrusion once more. As he licked and sucked, he began to pump his thick finger in and out of her sex.

  The faster he suckled and pumped his finger, the tighter she clenched around him. He felt tension gathering in her thigh muscles and they began to tremble. Froz released her mouth and then he latched onto one of her hard nipples and started drawing on it firmly.

  A mewling sound left Darcy’s mouth and then she gave a soft scream as her female channel clenched around his thrusting finger before releasing and clamping down again. Not once did he stop stroking his digit in and out of her soaking, weeping pussy. When the shaking of her body finally slowed and she lay back on the bed, the tension gone from her body, he eased his finger from her pussy and sat up between her legs.

  He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks were tinged pink from her release, and her hair was spread out in a halo of moonlight. In that moment he tumbled over the edge of reason. His heart filling with such warmth and joy he wanted to roar his emotions to the four suns of Zennox.

  * * * *

  Darcy felt like a big puddle of goo after such an explosive climax, but what surprised her was the fact that her insides were still aching and her blood was so hot she felt like it might start boiling. She’d never ever felt so horny in her life. She had a feeling the desire she was experiencing was because of the five men wanting to claim her. Not once had they frightened her with their supposed aggressive attitudes. In fact, to her they had been nearly downright docile. No, docile wasn’t the right word, but they hadn’t done anything to scare her.

  Every time she’d met one of the guys’ eyes, she felt the embers of passion simmering below the surface of her skin. When they had all conceded for her to show them and their warriors martial arts moves, she’d fallen a little more for each of them.

  Cark seemed to be more in tune with her than the others, but she was getting to know them bit by bit. Plat got her. He didn’t try to coddle her the way Drac and Froz did, and Lowl was full of passion for life. When he wanted to go somewhere, he strode along with a rushed gait, as if he was always in a hurry. But all the men looked at her as if she was the epitome of a sexy woman, and even though she didn’t think of herself that way, she was beginning to gain confidence because of the way they singed her with their heated looks.

  Now she was going to make love with them all and let them claim her. She was a little wary, because she wasn’t sure she could have sex with all five of them, one after the other, but she was so hot for them, she was going to give it a damn good try.

  She was brought from her thoughts when the bed dipped and she opened eyes she hadn’t realized that she’d closed and met Froz’s gaze as he settled between her splayed thighs. Her eyes wondered over his hard muscular body and the heat which was simmering deep inside began to burn hotter and brighter. She glanced at Plat, who had taken Froz’s place at her side, and he gave her a gentle smile.

  “As much as I want to claim you, my tatra, for the claim to take, the eldest of our brethren must love you first. I was being greedy, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. You are such a beautiful, sexy female, I had to taste you.”

  Darcy nodded and reached out to cup his cheek. He slowly leaned forward and placed his lips against hers. She sighed into his mouth and then she was moaning as he pressed his tongue in to dance with hers.

  Drac palmed one of her breasts and laved the tip before suckling firmly on it. Froz’s hands glided up her thighs and then he dipped a finger into her pussy, testing her for readiness. He must have felt how wet she was, because he nudged her thighs even wider and the mattress dipped as he moved closer to her. His hands pushed in underneath her to grasp her ass cheeks and he lifted her pelvis up from the mattress, shifting again until her upper thighs and a small portion of her butt was resting on his thighs.

  Plat released her lips before licking and nibbling his way down the side of her neck. When she mewled as his lips and tongue hit a sensitive spot, he paid the erogenous zone more attention before moving down again. His tongue slicked over the top of her breast and then around her areola, causing her nipple to pucker and harden even more. He drew the hard tip into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, and then he drew on it firmly.

  Cords of pleasure shot from both breasts down to her clit, making it throb, her cunt clench, and cream to weep out.

  Darcy opened heavy lidded eyes, her gaze zeroing in on Froz’s massive cock. It was long enough to reach his navel, but it was also thick in girth. Although she was worried it would hurt when he penetra
ted her, she wanted him inside of her more than anything.

  His grip on her buttocks firmed and then he lifted her pelvis high as he shifted back and bent forward. He gave her one long, slow lick, making her gasp as his tongue caressed through her drenched folds before flicking her clit. And then he lowered her back to the bed, moving closer again. His cock bobbed up and down and he grasped the base to align it with her pussy.

  Darcy drew a ragged breath and exhaled slowly, trying to relax her tense muscles, hoping to loosen her internal walls for an easier insertion. The tip of his cock kissed her opening and then he was pushing inside of her. She felt the moist tissues stretch and was a little worried when she experienced a slight burning pain, but it wasn’t really painful. In fact, the slight sting seemed to enhance her arousal, and more of her juices flowed.

  “So pharming tight, hot, and wet,” Froz rasped. “Are you all right, little one?”

  “Yeah,” Darcy gasped out as he pushed in a little more.

  “Tell me if I am too much, tatra.”

  She groaned as he withdrew slightly before pressing in even deeper. Froz was slow and methodical and looked to be in total control when all she wanted to do was beg him to hurry up and take her, but when she looked up at him, she saw his jaw was clenched tight and sweat dotted his brow. She felt his arms tremble as he wrapped them around her upper legs, lifting and spreading them even more.

  Darcy needed him so much, she used the flexibility she’d gained as a dancer and separated her legs wider, until she was almost doing the splits, which she was quite capable of doing.

  “By the suns, you are amazing,” Froz said in a growly voice as the tip of his cock nudged against her cervix. “You have all of me, tatra. None other has ever been able to take so much of me.”

  Cark moved up behind Froz and thumped him on the shoulder, making Froz snarl at him as he turned to glare at his brother. “Our tatra does not need to hear about the females you’ve had before, especially while you are buried inside of her.”

  Froz turned to her, giving her a look of contrition. “I am sorry, my Darcy. Never would I deliberately hurt you. I was not comparing you.”

  “Okay,” Darcy sighed, the small hurt which had made her heart ache dissipated. He looked so remorseful and sincere when he gave his apology. Plus, she had no right to be jealous of other women they had fucked before her. They hadn’t even known of her existence.

  Froz shoved Drac and Plat away and then leaned down to cover her body with his, keeping most of his weight braced on his knees and elbows, and then he kissed her. The kiss was wild, carnal, and passionate, and by the time he broke the kiss, her arousal rose another notch.

  And then he started moving. Darcy couldn’t help but moan as the pleasurable friction massaged along her wet internal walls. She’d never experienced anything like this before, not even when Plat had eaten her pussy and finger-fucked her. This was so much more intense, with her flesh stretched wide as her cunt accommodated his thick cock.

  With each stroke into her, Froz moved faster and, if possible, deeper. The friction began to change to a pressure and her pussy began to clench tighter with every other thrust. She was gasping for air but couldn’t fill her lungs and felt like she had been running forever. Her heart pounded in her chest and liquid warmth invaded her veins, causing her legs to tremble.

  She was slowly rising up the slippery slope to bliss and wasn’t sure she’d survive the decadent desire, it was that intense. But then Froz shifted back to his haunches, and although he kept her legs splayed wide, he started pumping into her with a downward motion. She cried out as the broad head of his cock rubbed against a spot inside she’d only ever heard about and hadn’t thought real.

  Her sheath grew tauter and tauter, gathering in until she thought she would go out of her mind. Froz once more shifted, lowering himself down, connecting their bodies from chest to groin. When she looked into his eyes, she saw that they were glowing brighter than ever and his fangs had elongated. He scraped his teeth along her neck, making her moan as more bliss zinged down to her pussy, and then he bit her.

  There was no pain, but she screamed as his fangs sank deep as she went flying into the stratosphere.

  Her whole body felt like it orgasmed. She shook and shuddered, her cunt clamping and releasing around Froz’s still shuttling cock. It was the longest climax she’d ever experienced as she felt cream gush from her cunt. When the last contraction waned, satiated lassitude stole over her, making her feel boneless.

  Darcy opened heavy-lidded eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed and stared into Froz’s eyes. They weren’t glowing as much as they had been, but as she came back down from such a massive high she realized she felt a connection to him. Warmth filled her heart, but she also felt elation. It took her a moment or two to comprehend not everything she was feeling were all her own emotions. She could also feel what Froz was. Her heart stuttered and her breath caught in her throat.

  No one had ever given her a second look before. Not even her first and only boyfriend. She had met Charles at the dance academy the day she had turned eighteen. He had been so handsome and friendly to her, but not at first. It had taken him a while to approach her, but she had caught him and his friends looking at her and laughing. She’d never even considered that she was a challenge to him. Nor that he had taken a bet to see if he could get into her pants. They had dated for six months and he’d been so romantic. He’d taken her out for dinner and dancing, to the movies, and kissed her often.

  She’d allowed him to get a little further with her after the fourth month and finally, the night before they’d broken up, she’d let him make love to her. It hadn’t been anything to write home about. In fact, he’d hurt her quite badly, but she had been so young and naïve she hadn’t known any different. The very next day, which thankfully was the last day of school, he and his friends had laughed at her. She’d heard Charles say as he took the money from one of his cronies that it had been the easiest hundred bucks he’d ever made.

  Darcy had blinked back the pain in her heart and the tears in her eyes, held her head high, and glared at him and his asshole friends. How she’d made it through the rest of the day she wasn’t sure, but she had without responding to any of the jeers or disparaging comments or rude gestures.

  She found out later from one of the girls she hung out with that Charles had told anyone he could that he’d popped her cherry the night before and that she was a lousy lay. She was so angry she wanted to scream and rage at him, but she wasn’t about to bring herself down to his or his asshole friends’ level.

  She’d left school and was glad she never laid eyes on him or his friends again. She’d heard that Charles and his dickhead friends had gotten in with a gang and after stealing cars and being caught, he had been sent to prison. Karma was a wonderful thing.

  “Why are you so sad?” Froz asked, bringing her back to the present.

  Chapter Eight

  Drac studied Darcy’s face and frowned. She had a frown on her face and her eyes shimmered with tears. That wasn’t the reaction he had expected from her after his brethren had made love to her. He was so hungry for her he didn’t know if he could be gentle, but from the look on her face he wasn’t even sure if he would get to make love with her and claim her for his own.

  Darcy cleared her throat and sighed. “Sorry, just a bad memory.”

  “Did I hurt you, tatra?” Froz asked with concern.

  “No.” Darcy looped her arms around his neck and drew him down to her. They were still intimately connected and as much as Drac wanted to shove Froz aside so he could sink his aching cock into her wet cunt, he remained still. Froz rolled over so that he ended up on the bed with Darcy lying on top of him.

  Drac couldn’t help himself. The sight of her soft yet muscular buttocks was too tempting to resist. He smoothed his hand over one cheek and then the other. She turned her head and smiled at him and he was elated to see that there was heat in her gaze, before she turned to meet Froz’s
eyes again.

  “I’m sorry if I worried you.”

  “You did. Now that we are mated, I can feel your emotions. We are empathic, tatra. Usually we only feel what our brethren feel, but now that you and I have made love and I have claimed you, we are connected in the same way. Do you not feel what I do?”

  “Some,” Darcy answered. “I–I…it will take me a while to sort out what you’re feeling and what are my own emotions. It’s a bit confusing, since I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”

  Froz nodded. “What made you so sad and angry?”

  Drac grasped her ass and massaged the cheeks. He separated them, stretching her skin to see her reaction. She gasped and then moaned. His cock began to pulse and he didn’t know how long he could stop himself from pulling her off Froz and mounting her from behind. He’d never felt so much passion in his life and hoped he would be able to hold his peak off before making her come. That is, if she allowed him to love and claim her.

  He stopped caressing her butt when she started talking and listened as she explained why she’d felt sad. With each word she spoke, he became angrier and angrier. He wanted to go to her Earth, find the pharm who had taken her innocence, and kill him. He didn’t even notice he had tightened his grip on her buttocks until she shifted. Plat, Lowl, and Cark made growling noises but didn’t speak. It took everything for Drac to keep his mouth shut, too.

  “I’m sorry, little tatra. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Drac leaned down and kissed her abused flesh. He sighed with relief when he saw he hadn’t marked her soft skin.

  “Pharming surtoc,” Froz snarled.

  “Pharming surtoc? What’s that?” Darcy asked.

  “Fucking bastard,” Plat explained.

  Froz rolled to his side, taking Darcy with him, and she sighed when he lightly kissed her on the lips. Drac had to stop himself from pouncing on her when Froz moved from the bed.

  She surprised him when she scrambled to her hands and knees and when he saw her ass wiggle in the air, his control snapped.