Taken by Her Mates

by Grace Goodwin

  “Is that bad?” I asked, confused. They didn’t like a woman who was passionate?

  “We knew your body’s response would be unique, but the sensations you experienced when we rubbed our essence into your skin will pale in comparison to the intensity of you will experience once we place our seed deep inside your body.”

  God, I’d have a freaking heart attack if it got much more intense. The thought made my breasts grow heavy and knew my mates would find a wet welcome between my legs.

  Ander breathed deeply and nearly growled from across the room. He could smell how wet I was, damn it. How could they do that? I clenched my legs together, but it was futile, I knew.

  “Sometimes we will take you more than once.”

  I shook my head, trying to make sense of everything that had happened to me in the last few hours. I remembered Nial holding me, touching me. I remember the shock of seeing Ander’s mouth on my pussy, the heat of their seed as they’d taken their cocks in their own hands and drenched me with their primitive claim.

  After that… things got fuzzy. I tried to remember which one of them had grabbed my thigh, which had sucked my nipples, whose hand had been in my hair and whose fingers in my core… but it all blurred into one thing… pleasure so intense I couldn’t breathe. I’d been lost, drowning in it, drowning in these men. My men, if I believed their claims. My mates. I looked up to find Nial watching me closely.

  “You still feel our connection, mate. Do not attempt to deny your desire. You screamed in my arms, your hoarse cries of pleasure still ring in my ears. And while it pleases me to know you are so… overcome by our connection, your reaction was not expected of a Prillon bride.”

  I flushed hotly. I could feel the heat of my blush coloring my face and neck. I didn’t need to be reminded that I’d loved what they’d done to me. I’d loved every kiss, every caress. But to be told that my reaction was not normal confirmed what I already suspected. I was not princess material. If I couldn’t handle the intensity of their alien seed on my skin, they should look elsewhere for a bride. I’d lost control and… I must have lost consciousness for I remembered nothing else. And they hadn’t even fucked me!

  They’d given me orgasm after orgasm and it had been so intense, I lost myself completely. I had forgotten where I was, and hadn’t cared. I’d been out of control, and that was dangerous. I would have let them do anything to me.

  Anything. I probably would have even begged them for more.

  “That doesn’t mean I should be looked at. It just means you’re good,” I ground out the last, admitting the way he and Ander affected me. If I were going to be looked at, it should be by a shrink. No woman should feel so strongly attached to two men she’d barely met. No woman should have allowed them to do what they’d done to me. No, not allowed. Begged for more.

  “We have not fucked you yet,” Ander said, as if I needed reminding. “But we will. Soon.”

  I glanced at the doctor and gave Ander a warning look, but he did not seem embarrassed as I was.

  “I’m fine.”

  “If you are so… overcome by just my fingers and mouth, by our seed splattered across your belly and breasts, then it is possible we could harm you when you take our cocks.”

  “Ander,” I ground out, really wishing he’d shut up about now.

  “He speaks the truth,” Nial added. “It is our job to protect you, not harm you. We must make sure you are healthy enough to claim properly.”

  He stood, taking me in his arms, and lifted me upon the exam table.

  “What do you mean, properly?”

  What could there be, other than fucking? Which, if I were being completely honest with myself, I wasn’t totally opposed to the idea of riding Nial’s huge cock, or taking both of them in my mouth in turns, tasting their seed as an orgasm roared through my body.

  “This is the second time I’ve been examined.” The table was similar to the one in the processing center where the warden had removed the pieces of metal from my back and thigh and used that amazing healing wand. “If there was something wrong with me, Warden Egara would have found it.”

  “Not true,” Ander said. “We gave you our seed, we gave you our pleasure after.”

  His big hands opened the blanket to expose my body to the doctor. But with my anger gone, I found weathering his inspection unbearable. I did not want the doctor to look at me, let alone touch me.

  “Ander!” I scrabbled to grab the blanket, but he took hold of my wrists and moved to stand at the top of the table, pulling me into a reclined position, my wrists snugly held within one of his large palms. With my arms over my head as they were, my back arched and my breasts thrust upwards.

  Looking up, I narrowed my eyes at the brute.

  “Let me go!”

  Slowly, he shook his head. “You will be seen to. It is our job to ensure your safety and well-being.”

  Nial stood at my side and tilted his head. “We are going to fuck you, Jessica. Often and thoroughly. The doctor is going to ensure you can handle your mates’ demands.”

  Ander sniffed the air. “Can you smell her?”

  Nial flicked his gaze to Ander. “Yes. Interesting.”

  I squirmed against Ander’s hold, but I knew it was futile. I did it anyway. The doctor, damn him, remained quiet at the foot of the table. Clearly he was waiting for permission to begin.

  “What the hell is interesting?” I asked.

  Nial arched a brow at my angry tone. He wasn’t the one being pinned down naked in front of a total stranger. “What is interesting, mate, is that you are aroused by this.”

  “I am not!” I retorted, but my nipples pebbled into hard peaks. I clenched my thighs together tightly in defiance. Perhaps if I closed them, my mates wouldn’t be able to smell just what Ander’s firm hold was doing to my body. The logic behind it was completely ridiculous and it baffled me. Somehow, deep down I knew that if these mates were going to claim me, I needed to know they were stronger than I. I’d spent my life protecting other people and had yet to meet a man who made me feel like he could truly do a better job protecting me than I could myself.

  Ander could hold me down, keep me held exactly where he wanted me with just one firm grip. This domination made part of me angry, made me want to fight, to challenge his hold. The other part of me, however, the part I’d kept buried deep in my soul, the screaming girl who wanted to feel like the world was a safe place again? She was waking up now, hoping to be set free. The more I fought her, the wilder she became inside me until my need for Ander’s dominant touch created a civil war between my heart and mind. I bucked on the table and my heart pounded so loudly I was sure the hammering could be heard in the next room.

  I needed to know that no matter what I did, Ander would be there, strong enough to control me, to control the world about me.

  Nial placed a thick black strap over my squirming hips and cinched it to the table so I could no longer lift them. When I kicked out, he lifted both of my legs into stirrups the doctor had raised from beneath the table. No doubt he’d kept them hidden, for if I’d seen them earlier, I would have bolted for the door. They, of course, were similar to those at my gynecologist’s office and Nial strapped my ankles to the thick metal. When he was done, he looked at Ander.

  “Do you require straps for her arms?”

  Ander chuckled and leaned down to breathe his answer into my ear. “No. I enjoy holding her down.”

  Oh, God. That made me really hot.

  Nial grinned and used a strange crank of some kind to adjust the stirrups, spreading my legs wide, my bare pussy on display, the edge of my ass practically hanging off the table. Instead of the doctor, Nial stepped between my legs and slid one long finger into my pussy as I panted.

  “She is so wet, Ander. We could take her now, spread her wet juices on our cocks, and take her hard and fast.”

  Ander’s hands tensed on my wrists, but he did not hurt me. I wanted to squirm, but even that small act of defiance was denied me by the
heavy strap over my hips. I was so angry I wanted to spit at Nial and scratch out his eyes, and so turned on I hoped he would drop his pants and fuck me while Ander held me down and watched.

  What the hell was wrong with me?

  Nial turned to the doctor and nodded before stepping away, giving the doctor room to do whatever he was going to do to me. I had no hope of escaping whatever they had planned.

  I watched as Nial licked my pussy juice from his finger, rolling his tongue around the tip as if I tasted like the sweetest honey.

  Determined not to surrender, I turned back to watch the doctor’s approach. He looked resigned, completely clinical. I saw no arousal, not eagerness in his gaze, which helped. Yet when he held up the two dildos in his hands, I arched my back and doubled my efforts to break Ander’s iron hold.

  Chapter Ten

  Nial

  I watched as the doctor approached my mate. Her defiance was beautiful to behold. I’d always imagined myself with a docile, submissive queen, but now thanked the gods and the matching process protocols for giving me such a hellion, a warrior who wasn’t afraid to fight, and wasn’t intimidated by her mates’ scars.

  “No way. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she shouted at the doctor, but he ignored her protests and settled his supplies on the small partition he pulled out from the side of the table. “What kind of exam involves… those things?”

  He lifted a hand to her thigh, but she bucked and fought Ander so fiercely I feared she would burst a blood vessel in her heart if we did not calm her down. The medical equipment was necessary to her survival on Prillon. Not only did I need to be sure she wasn’t injured by our need to fully claim her, but because I had taken her from Earth without proper processing, she lacked the fundamental biological implants she would need to live a happy and healthy life on Prillon.

  I held up my hand and the doctor backed away. Jessica was gasping for air as I approached her side. “Jessica, please. We are not going to hurt you. The doctor is following standard protocol. All brides go through the same testing process. I promise you this. Trust me. I would not allow him to harm you in any way.”

  “Bullshit. This is bullshit. No medical exam requires dildos, you perverted assholes. Let me go!” She fought hard and the system monitoring her blood pressure and heart rate started to peal with alarm bells.

  “She needs to calm down. She could have a stroke.” The doctor’s words caused me grave concern and I knew it was time to show my new mate the true meaning of Prillon discipline.

  I walked to her and placed my hand on her chest. “Calm down, Jessica. The exam is necessary. Stop fighting us or I’m going to spank your bottom until it’s burning red.”

  She glared at me, her back arching up off the table as she tried to twist free of Ander’s hold. “What? Like I’m a three-year-old? No. Let me go.”

  “Trust us, mate. The doctor will not hurt you.” Ander tried to help our cause. “I promise you, if he hurts you, he dies.”

  “No.” She fought, turning her head and craning her neck trying to bite my arm so I would release her.

  “I warned you, Jessica. Now you will be taught what it means to defy your mate.” I lifted my arm and walked to the bottom of the table where her perfectly round bottom was on display, her legs spread wide and secured by the straps. I ran my palm over her smooth, round flesh in a soft caress to be sure she knew where I was, and where I planned to strike her. “I’m going to spank you now because you refused to listen. When it comes to your health or your safety, Jessica, I will not be denied.”

  I met and held her gaze and she calmed her breathing enough to speak to me. “Don’t you dare.”

  I struck hard and fast; her scream one of anger, not pain. “That’s one.”

  “Asshole.”

  “That will cost you another strike of my hand, Jessica. You’d best learn to watch your mouth.” I struck her in earnest then, turning her ass a fiery shade of red, deeply satisfied as her verbal barrage faded to silent rage, her pink pussy glistening with wet welcome as I inspected her folds, giving her time to adjust to her new position and accept me as her master, her true mate.

  As expected, the pause in my lessons brought her fire back to the surface. “Is that it? Because if it is, you can fuck off now and let me up. I’m still not letting that doctor fuck me with his sex toys like a pervert.”

  I met Ander’s gaze and nodded to be sure he knew to tighten his grip. Sliding two fingers into her wet pussy, I used the other to stroke her clit as I fucked her with them, bringing her to the edge, the peak of a release, before withdrawing. “This is just the beginning of your lesson, since you still speak to your mate with such disrespect.”

  Her moan of anguished pleasure pleased me as I watched her pussy clench around open air, desperate for what I denied her. “You will count this time, Jessica. Count to twenty as I punish you for defying me. When we are done, I will invite the doctor over to continue his exam.”

  “I don’t want the exam.” Her chest was heaving, her beautiful body on display for us. It was all I could do not to drop my pants and fuck her right there, on the edge of the table. But that was not why we were here. She needed the biological implants the doctor would provide, and she needed to be cleared as healthy before Ander and I could fully take her. I did not want to wait because she was too stubborn to allow the standard medical examination.

  “I know. But it’s necessary. You will allow him to care for you, or I will spank you until you see reason. Do you understand?”

  “Go to hell.”

  I pushed three fingers into her pussy, hard and deep, tickling the tip of her womb as she arched her back with a soft cry and the walls of her pussy clamped down on my fingers in welcome. I rubbed her clit until she whimpered, but did not let her come. She would surrender to me in all ways, or she would not leave this table.

  “Don’t forget to count, Jessica.” I slid my fingers free and resumed spanking her naked bottom. I was to three before she began to count.

  “Three.”

  “Start at one, mate. We will begin at one.”

  She shuddered as I struck her again, but her voice whispered the word I wanted to hear.

  “One.”

  Smack.

  “Two.”

  Smack.

  I continued to twenty, her ass a beautiful shade of red and her pulse racing. She quivered, her back arching as tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. Her voice had changed to shuddering sobs as I finished, but she was calm and submissive in Ander’s hold.

  I resumed my place beside her, my large palm spread over her chest as she stared off to the side, not meeting my gaze. “Are you ready to allow the doctor to examine you now, mate?”

  “I don’t understand why I have to do this.”

  She wasn’t happy, but she was listening. “The doctor must test your nervous system to make sure it is functioning properly. There are some implants you need to live on our world. He will also test your fertility and make sure you do not carry any diseases.”

  “What is that? What implants?” She shuddered as she waited for my answer. The truth was, I wasn’t sure exactly how it all worked, so I turned to the doctor.

  “Doctor? Please answer my mate’s question.”

  The doctor took one step forward, but Jessica jerked in Ander’s hold so he stopped where he was to speak. “You have not been implanted with full Prillon bioprocessing units. That must also be done.”

  “What does that mean?”

  The doctor nodded his head. “Our technology recycles all matter into its base form. The clothing we wear, the food we eat, and the waste produced by our bodies is all reclaimed and used by our systems. Prillon children are given the proper implants at birth. However, since you are from Earth and did not complete the full processing before your… aborted transport, you do not have the necessary implants required for life on our battleships.” He spread his hands wide and took a hesitant step forward. “On my honor as a Prillon warrior and
doctor, I mean you no harm.”

  “Fine. Do what you have to do.” She closed her eyes and turned her head away, her jaw tense but her arms relaxed beneath Ander’s hold. He leaned over our bride and kissed her softly, his lips stealing her tears from her cheek.

  “Good girl, Jessica. Don’t worry, mate. I will keep you safe. You have my word.”

  I took my place at Jessica’s side, keeping the doctor within reach and Jessica’s soft, pink pussy within view. I trusted the good doctor, but only so far. We were on the Colony, and I wasn’t completely sure of his loyalty. One wrong move, one flicker of desire in his eyes, and I’d rip his head from his shoulders. He looked at me with the first instrument held aloft. I placed my hand on Jessica’s thigh so she would know I stood watch over her.

  “Begin, doctor.”

  The doctor pulled the swollen lips of Jessica’s pussy wide, baring her center to me and I could not tear my gaze from the sight as he prepared to insert a long, thick scanner into her body that would test her fertility and scan for disease. An adjustable secondary attachment was meant to test my mate’s nervous system and reaction to sexual stimuli, but that was not yet connected to Jessica’s sensitive clit. I knew she functioned perfectly, her response to Ander’s mouth on her there all the proof I required. However, the protocols must be met else she would not be accepted as a Prillon bride. She wouldn’t be any Prillon bride; she’d be a Prillon princess.

  The doctor pressed forward, the thick device just entering my mate’s wet pussy, stretching her open to accept the sizable probe. Jessica’s soft moan made me go rock hard as the long device, nearly the size of my own cock, slowly disappeared between her greedy pink folds. A data recording station on the wall began to display numbers and other information I didn’t understand, but the doctor scanned the data and nodded with approval before reaching for the second device, which I knew was meant for Jessica’s ass. This one was much smaller than Ander’s cock, and would be used to gauge her readiness to be fucked by both of her mates at once, which was the only way to be truly bonded.