by Hawk, Reagan
He wasn’t rejecting her? He was protecting her?
She wiped her cheek and smiled up at him. “I’ll get the others.”
“Reya,” he said, his voice so much deeper than it had been. “Now you smile?”
She nodded. “I’m happy you want to ravish me.”
His eyes widened. He swallowed hard and kept hold of her. “Bathe.”
She nodded, understanding his senses were probably heightened because he could shift into a beast.
He pulled her across the room to an adjoining one and thrust open its door. It was a large bathing chamber with a huge bath that bubbled. As he began to undress, she hid her excitement. He was bathing with her?
She couldn’t stop staring at him as he peeled off his shirt, casting it aside. Every inch of him was sculpted. When he removed his pants and stood before her totally naked, she knew she was staring at his cock in an unladylike way, but she couldn’t help it. He was huge.
“Reya, I hang by a thread,” he said, his voice deep. “Continue to look upon me with desire in your eyes and I will descend upon you.”
“Okay,” she said, holding her arms up. “Descend upon me.”
“What?”
“This isn’t how I wanted to lose my virginity, on some strange planet, but I know what you’re cleaning me up for—servicing others—and I’d like some say in all this. If that means I pick you to be my first full lover then so be it. It’s a little bit of control and, honestly, Utan, I don’t think I ever dreamed a man could look like you do.”
He tipped his head back as if trying to gather control of himself.
Reya gathered her nerve and stepped closer to him before going to her knees. She took hold of his hard, long cock and he gasped, looking down at her. She moved her head forward, opening her mouth and taking the head of his cock between her lips. If she was going to service men, then she damn well was picking her first bed partner and Utan was it. She’d done enough with men to understand what they liked, and her friends back in Old World Section Seven liked to whisper of the naughty things they’d done to men. She could do this. She could make sure her first real time was good.
She took more of his cock into her mouth and it went down her throat. She relaxed as she remembered the girls from home whispering that was best to do. Her jaw opened wider, allowing more of Utan’s shaft to enter her mouth. She moved, bobbing her head up and down, sucking on his cock. She used her hands to help cover and stimulate the part she couldn’t fit into her mouth. There was simply too much man to be had.
The thought dampened her pussy. He inhaled deeply, his hands finding her hair. He took over leading her as she pleased him with her mouth. He increased the pace and her mouth made strange noises as his cock moved in and out of it. Her nipples were hard and her pussy wet at the idea she had him this hard, this caught up in the act.
Utan shoved in and she squeezed her hands around the base of his cock. His cock twitched and liquid warmth filled her throat. She swallowed his seed. He shook, his jaw relaxing, his gaze locked upon her.
She kept his cock in her mouth, continuing to swallow his offering. When he withdrew his cock, he touched her cheek then her lips.
“Let us bathe you and then feed you.”
She nodded, wondering how she’d done compared to all the women he owned. She let him lead her into the warm, large, bathing pool. He followed her in and then strangely enough he washed her instead of the other way around. She assumed as his servant she was to cleanse him. He gently washed her body and stroked the mound of her pussy, his body invading her space.
She touched his arm and rocked her body against his hand. She wanted more. “Utan.”
He closed his eyes. “The gods will curse me for this. For taking what is not mine to take.”
She shook her head, unsure what he meant. “Please.”
He met her gaze. His was feral. He grabbed her and lifted her, wrapped her legs around his waist. Their lips locked and Utan’s cock head nudged at her entrance. She’d heard all the talk of a woman needing to be prepared to receive a man. If she was any more ready, she’d burst.
She pushed down onto his cock head and pain radiated through her sex. Utan kept her from going deeper on him and continued to kiss her, chasing away the pain. He then eased into her farther, their bodies merging in the water. The act turned her on more. She wiggled on him, wanting it harder, wanting it faster.
He gave in to her desires. He pushed his cock deep inside her and she cried out in his arms. He fucked her like a beast and she loved it. She loved how demanding he was of her body and how powerful he was. Jonathon would never have been able to hold her in such a way as he drove into her.
She pushed thoughts of him from her head and continued kissing Utan as he rammed into her. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips over her cheek to her ear and then her neck. He growled, deep and animal-like. There was pain on her shoulder just at the same moment pleasure crashed over her body. Her orgasm held her in its grip as her body convulsed on Utan’s.
He stiffened, his mouth still pressed firmly to her shoulder. He went deep, holding there, and she knew he was finding release deep inside her. They stayed locked together for what felt like forever. Spent, she closed her eyes just as the pressure on her shoulder stopped. He licked the spot and then put his lips to her ear. “You are mine now, Reya. And the gods will frown on me for this. I could not stop myself. I did not want to stop myself.”
Bone tired, she nodded softly as she put her cheek to his shoulder. “I’m yours.”
She was just about to drift off when the tiniest of tickles started in the back of her mind. “And Altan’s.”
Chapter Seven
Utan saw to it Reya was safely tucked back into his bed and that he was dressed before he summoned Shebia. Though she took exception to his affections for Reya, she was the most competent of his women—she could get things done. She entered the room and instantly took note of Reya’s sleeping, naked form.
“You’ve changed your mind?” she asked. “You will share our beds now?”
“No,” he stated clearly, wanting no miscommunications. “The woman in the bed is my bonded mate. She is not in service here. She is to be treated as you would treat me, with respect. See to it all the women are told. Ensure food is brought up for her.” He met her gaze. “I must seek out Altan.”
She nodded.
“Shebia, you will not continue with this anger I have sensed from you for the past few months. It is unnecessary. If you do not wish to be in service at this House, I will send word to the others that you seek new employment.”
She gasped. “You’d send me away? I’ve been here for three years.”
“I am aware of how long you have worked for me,” he said evenly. “I am also aware of your attitude as of late. It is unacceptable.”
She bit her lower lip. “Why her, Master? What is so special about her?”
“She was created for me, Shebia. You have been on Ralen long enough to know of our customs and our ways.”
Her lip curled. “I know each of you believes you have a special someone just for you. I know that a huge portion of you end up locked in beast form being hunted because you were all fools waiting for a perfect someone when you had women here all along.”
Utan drew back at her harsh words. He’d never heard her speak this way before to him. As the reality of the situation washed over him, he nodded. “Shebia, you have feelings for me. Feelings you should not.”
“I love you, yet you pick a stranger over me,” she said, her voice low.
He covered the distance between them. He touched her face lightly. “I am not the man for you. While I have deep affection for you, it is not in the form of love or lust. I will speak with the other House owners and we shall find you a more suitable location. Perhaps you have a true mate near one of them.”
She laughed but it did not sound jovial. “You think they’d want me after I’ve had have a legion of cocks in my body?”
“S
hebia, if he is your mate, he will want you regardless what is in your past.”
She seemed appeased by his words. She pressed a smile to her face. “I will see to your lady wife. What is her name?”
“Reya. And thank you, Shebia.”
She left the room and he went to the bed, his hands finding Reya’s sleeping form. He knew he should let her rest, but she was there, before him, his body still wanting hers.
You must find Altan and tell him what you’ve done.
He sighed.
His brother would never forgive him. Worse yet, his brother would lose himself to the Heat. Utan hated himself for his moment of weakness. Yet he could not hate Reya. The idea was foreign to him. He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her for hours before making love to her tenderly, the way she deserved, instead of like a beast, as he’d done.
She stirred, her green gaze moving to him. “Utan?”
“Sleep,” he whispered. “I must go out. Shebia will be in to see to your needs. She can assist with getting you settled in.”
Reya sat up partially and held his hand. “You’re going to your brother, aren’t you?”
He watched her. “Yes. How do you know?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I just, well, I feel like he should be here with us.”
Hope swelled in him.
Could it be that she was created for them both?
He bent and kissed her gently. “Sleep, my sunshine. I must go for Altan.”
“Be safe,” she said, drifting off again.
He hurried towards his private staircase that led down to his study.
Chapter Eight
Reya’s bottom lip trembled as Shebia secured her other wrist to the large X-frame. Shebia had woken her, telling her she must hurry, that already her first client had waited too long.
Reya was sick with dread at the idea of allowing another man to touch her. She wanted Utan, and strangely enough, Altan. But she wanted no other. Her life wasn’t her own anymore. She was property of Utan, the owner of the brothel, and he’d said Shebia would help her.
She fought tears. She’d been such a fool to let girlish notions cloud reality. Utan had sampled her before unleashing her upon his clientele. It was good business. Still, her womb ached for him, as did she.
Shebia secured Reya’s legs to the X as well and then stood back. She yanked the thin wrap from Reya, exposing her body to any who entered the large dungeon-like room.
Shebia smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I have told your patron of your love of pain. He knows you want to bleed and then you want to be fucked hard without mercy. And he knows after he fucks you that you’ll want to be punished again.”
Reya gasped. “Pain? Punished? What, I never said I—”
Shebia lifted a cloth and shoved it into Reya’s mouth, ending her protests.
The door opened and a large male stood there, wearing only a loincloth but holding a long whip. He eyed her and licked his lips. Fear raced through Reya and Shebia smiled, sashaying to the man.
“Master Katu, welcome. I know how close your Heat is and how much you require a good, hard fucking. This is the new girl I told you of. The one who only comes if she is beaten. She loves pain. She is from Lux Sunani and we all know how much they enjoy their sex and pain.”
Reya fought against her holds to no avail.
The man came closer. “She is exquisite. Look at how pale her skin is. I do not think I could mar it, only pink it up.”
“Master Katu,” Shebia said, looking desperate. “She can only orgasm if you whip her until she bleeds. If you whip her unconscious and then awaken her with your dick in her, I assure you she will be in bliss. Would I lie to you?”
He bent and kissed her. “Will you stay and play?”
“No. I must be off. So much to do here in preparation for the Master’s return.”
Katu nodded.
Shebia came to Reya and put her lips near Reya’s ear. “You should not have stolen him from me. He won’t want you after this. You will be ruined in his eyes. He does not share his women and he will not accept your betrayal of your sacred bond. He will be mine and you will be shunned.”
Reya screamed but the gag kept it from sounding like much. Utan didn’t want to share her? She was bonded to him?
She looked at Katu, fear in her eyes.
He approached and cracked the whip. She jerked and Shebia laughed. “Make it memorable, Master Katu.”
“I plan to. Thank you for this, Shebia.”
She hurried off and Reya was left alone with Katu.
He neared her and squeezed her left breast. “You are beautiful. Such a treat to be had. Thanks for this.”
*
Altan followed close behind Utan. Each was sore from the blows they’d traded. Utan’s betrayal was fresh and Altan knew it would cost him everything. Why his brother had insisted he return to speak with Reya was beyond him. Did Utan think hearing how much Reya enjoyed being fucked by his brother would help the matter?
He entered the House of Pleasure behind Utan and followed him up the private stairs to his bed chambers.
Utan paused. “Where is she?”
“She is your wife. You tell me,” Altan snapped.
His brother twisted to face him. “Are you ready to truly listen, brother?”
Altan jutted out his chin. “Speak. Tell me how it was meant to be. How you could not control yourself, how—”
“How I believe she is our mate, brother. As the stories of old tell.”
That caught Altan’s attention. “What?”
“Deep down it feels right, does it not?”
Altan thought harder upon it. Was Utan serious? He wanted to share his wife? Utan did not share. Ever.
“You seek to keep me from the Heat,” Altan said evenly.
“Yes, but I speak the truth. I believe she is to be ours. Not mine. Not yours. Ours.”
Altan glanced around. “Is she aware of this, because she is not here. She is a runner.”
Utan’s brows met. “Shebia!”
There was a delay and Shebia entered wearing nothing but a red collar. “Yes, Master?”
“Where is Reya?”
Shebia glanced away in a shifty manner. “I know not, Master. I came for her and she was gone. The others heard her whispering of meeting with her lover, but I’m sure that is simply gossip.”
Altan had bedded Shebia enough to know her feelings for Utan were twisted. He pushed past his brother. “What have you done?”
“Me?” she gasped. “Nothing. Why would you ask?”
“Because you have been in love with Utan since you arrived and it took him nearly four months to remember your name. He does not love you. He never has.”
Her expression hardened. “He will, soon enough, when he sees his precious Sunshine has sullied herself with another.”
Chapter Nine
Utan was first through the door to one of his many sexual torture chambers. He saw Reya there, bound to the cross, her nakedness there for all to see. Fright was in her green eyes as Katu neared her, a whip in hand. Utan nearly lost himself to his beast but his brother beat him to it, charging Katu in partially shifted form and slamming into him.
Katu’s body launched into the air and he landed, shifting partially himself, in an effort to protect himself. Fur covered his arms and long dagger-like nails shot forth from his fingertips. He snarled, circling Altan.
Utan rushed between the men. “Halt!”
Shebia pushed in the room, her eyes wide and a sneer upon her face. She looked as wild as Altan and Katu, and she lacked an inner beast.
Utan pointed to her. “I will see you set before the council for this.”
The sneer quickly faded, replaced by fear.
Good. She should be afraid.
Purposely placing another’s mate in harm’s way was punishable by death on Ralen—at the very least the culprit would be banned from Ralen, shipped to its sister planet, and never permitted to return again.
Utan kept his hands out, watching each alpha male near him, wondering which would strike first. His guess, Altan.
“Brother, calm yourself. He has not harmed her,” he said, the yet hanging in the air. He looked to Katu. “She is my bound mate. I believe she is to be Altan’s as well.”
Katu fought through his beast, his eyes returning to normal first and then his mouth followed. “Your mate?” Katu glanced in Shebia’s direction. “You told me she was a new in-service girl. That she was from Lux Sunani and enjoyed pain.”
Utan glared at Shebia. The Lux Sunanis were known throughout the universe for their perverse pleasures. They were cruel during sex, often resulting in death.
Shebia shrieked and ran from the room. If she was smart, she’d never stop running.
Katu returned to human form and lowered his head. “My apologies. A blood offering can be requested.”
“No,” Utan said. “Go in peace. This was not your doing, old friend.”
Katu looked to Altan, and Utan knew he was worried Altan couldn’t pull back on his beast. He might be right. Having Katu close wasn’t going to help the situation any.
“Go. All will be well,” he said, though unsure if that was true.
Reluctantly, Katu left the room.
Utan put himself in front of Reya. “Brother, you scare her.”
Altan shook and bent in half, clutching his stomach. He roared and Utan twisted, pulling the gag from Reya’s mouth. “Speak to him, quickly!”
“Altan?” she asked, her voice tiny, yet more than enough for Altan to hear.
He cocked his head to one side, his gaze feral. “You are hurt.”
His voice sounded more animal than man. Utan remained close to Reya, ready to kill his own brother if need be. He’d do anything to protect his mate.
Reya shook her head, her breasts bouncing lightly. “No. He didn’t touch me. You stopped him. Both of you did.”
Altan couldn’t control himself as he neared her, his hand going first to her cheek and then her neck. He traced a line down to her breasts. “You ran from me at the landing pads.”
She blinked. “Because I thought you’d reject me because of my lungs.”