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

by Becca Van

She expected him to prepare her some more but was glad when he didn’t. He must have lathered his cock with some lube because he pressed into her ass with ease.

  “Love…this…pharming…sweet…ass.” Drac punctuated each word with a rock of his hips until she felt his balls against her butt and his pelvis against her skin.

  “Oh. You feel so…good.”

  “It’s about to get even better, tatra.” Froz gripped her hips and lifted her slightly above his pelvis. And then he started driving his cock in and out of her pussy.

  Drac clasped her ribs and then he too began to surge in and out of her anus.

  Darcy could barely believe that she was already starting the climb toward another climax, but it felt so amazing she couldn’t stay still any longer. She began to rock her hips back and forth, up and down, swaying with the beat of their strokes.

  “Yes, tatra. Just like that. Take your pleasure, little Darcy.” Drac’s breath wafted over her ear and then she whimpered as he sucked on her lobe and nibbled his way down her neck.

  Froz lifted his head and then he sucked one nipple into his mouth before moving to the other. Back and forth, sending shards of pleasure straight down to her clit. Their cocks began to pulsate faster as they caressed her internal walls, and then Froz squeezed her nub between his fingers.

  Darcy screamed. Her body trembling, her cunt rippling, clenching, and undulating as she climaxed. Cream dripped from her pussy and she lost her voice as the orgasm rolled on and over her with no end in sight. And then it happened again.

  Froz and Drac changed the rhythm of their strokes and surged into her at the same time. Their cocks expanded and throbbed inside her as she flew once more. She heard her mates shout, their cum hot as it bathed her insides, filling up her heart, body, and soul.

  When the last shiver dissipated, Darcy blinked her bleary eyes and smiled. She was where she was supposed to be, with five amazing men who loved her and she loved in return, and two baby girls in her womb.

  It was amazing how things worked out. Sometimes life threw a loop in the works and made you doubt, but if you kept hope in your heart and persisted, everything would work out in the end.

  Darcy was never going to doubt again. How could she, with five wonderful mates to love her for the rest of her life?

  There was still a lot to do, but with her men by her side they could achieve anything.

  She was looking forward to meeting more women and hoped that there would be some who would jump at the chance to move to Zennox and find their dream men.

  But most of all, she was looking forward to loving her men each and every night and couldn’t wait to hold her baby girls in her arms.

  Epilogue

  Darcy sighed as she flopped down onto the sofa.

  She was glad to be back home after spending the last few months negotiating with the President of the United States and some of his trusted friends. It had taken two months to convince the President that Darcy and her men weren’t trying to play some elaborate hoax on him and then two weeks to get to Earth, and yet another two to get the President to meet her and her guys in person. Everything had to be so cloak and dagger because there was no way a human would mistake her mates for human men. Dark sunglasses only hid so much.

  It had taken a lot of fast talking, but hour upon hour of meetings later and the decrees had been signed by the President himself. Darcy’s Senna Guard, Keet, Baed, Gace, Cork, and Buxt were orbiting Earth and were in charge of selecting the warriors to visit from Zennox.

  A hidden convening place had been set in a remote part of America and one of the trusted warriors would fly the women from Earth to the spaceship. Already there were human females who had found their mates and settled on Zennox.

  She and her mates had only been back home for a week, but she was so big she couldn’t get comfortable, and was having trouble sleeping. It felt like the girls were playing football with her bladder all day and night long.

  Darcy shifted, trying to ease the ache in her back, but no matter how she moved, the ache remained. Froz sat down beside her and lifted her legs up onto his lap.

  “How are you feeling, love?”

  Darcy smiled. Since she and her men had spent time on Earth interacting with a few humans, they had begun to use more Earth sayings. Froz called her love all the time now. Drac called her baby. Plat called her honey. Lowl called her sweetie, and Cark called her sexy. Of course they still called her tatra, too, but no matter what they called her, she loved them and they loved her. They never shut her out anymore and she was glad, because when they had done that months before when the Western Province warriors had come “calling,” she’d felt like her heart was breaking.

  But right now she was enjoying the pampering, because Froz had started to massage her sore feet.

  “Tired.”

  “Do you want me to call Rem Tark?” Drac asked as he sat on her other side.

  “No,” she answered and tried to hide the wince as her womb tightened and pain edged into her back.

  She should have known she couldn’t put anything past her guys, especially since they were all empathic.

  Plat came bursting into the room and slid to a stop on his knees at her feet. “Why are you in pain?”

  “I think I’m having those Braxton Hicks again.” She glanced up at Lowl and Cark as they came striding toward her. All her men were Adonises and if she hadn’t been in labor she might just have jumped their bones.

  When the next pain hit, she couldn’t hide the gasp that escaped her mouth. Froz didn’t say a word, but he gently lowered her feet, stood up, and lifted her into his arms.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Taking you to Rem Tark, where you should have been an hour ago.”

  “You can feel the contractions.”

  “Yes,” all five of her mates answered at the same time.

  Darcy bit her lip. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to laugh or if she felt guilty. She didn’t want her mates to have to go through each and every pain of labor and childbirth with her, but she didn’t know how to stop it. She didn’t have the energy to try and block them out.

  Froz entered the remedial room and gently placed her on a large bed which looked like it was all ready for a messy birth. Drac and Plat helped her out of her clothes and the Drac got up on the bed behind her, his body supporting hers as she rested against him.

  The labor was long and tiring for all of them. Her guys groaned and moaned with her though the transitional period, but by the time she held her small baby girls in her arms the pains were forgotten. She looked up to see all her big warrior mates crying and smiling.

  “You are the strongest warrior I have ever met.” Cark kissed her on the lips. “Thank you for our beautiful…daughters.”

  “They look just like you, my tatra.” Lowl stroked a finger down one of the girl’s cheeks. “I love you, sweetie.”

  “I love you, too, Lowl. I love all my guys.” Darcy smiled and blinked back tears of happiness.

  “We love you, Darcy,” they replied.

  “What are you going to call the females?” Isa asked as she took one of the girls and cooed to her.

  “You are holding Maryanne and I’m holding Katie.”

  “Oh, those are lovely names.”

  “Thank you.”

  Isa smiled, handed Maryanne to Plat, and then fussed about the room.

  “You are going to have to watch over them when they get older.” Isa smirked and winked at Darcy. “The warriors will be after your girls as soon as they are of age.”

  Five loud growls filled the air. Darcy laughed so hard she cried.

  Life was certainly going to be interesting, but she was looking forward to each and every day.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.

  I read my first romance, which I found in the school lib
rary, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.

  I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.

  I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.

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