by Ravenna Tate
When they all finally left, Callie gave her a quick hug and said Jakara had promised to bring her by again so they could spend time together. “I’d love that,” said Marianne.
She helped Vaughn and River clean up the dishes, and when one of them sneaked up behind her and put his arms around her, she dropped a plate on the floor. It shattered, and she felt terrible. “I am so sorry. You startled me.”
“No, I’m sorry,” said Vaughn. “I thought you heard me.” She helped them clean up the pieces, and Vaughn gave her a long look. “Are you all right? You seem distracted.”
“I’m afraid for them. My aunt and uncle.”
He pulled her close and held her. “I promise you that we will do everything possible to get them out of there.”
And then what happens to me? This wasn’t the time to ask. “Thank you.”
His hand slid down her back. “And by the way, we never had the chance to thank you for last night.”
She smiled and snuggled closer. “You are so welcome. And thank you. Both of you.”
River moved next to her and stroked her arm. “Did you think we weren’t going to say anything?”
Was he a mind reader? “I was sort of wondering why you hadn’t, but then I thought it was because of your discovery, and having to work.”
Vaughn pulled away and cupped her face. “I’m sorry you thought that. But yes, you’re right. It was because of what River found and the need for us to make a plan.” He kissed her gently, and she forgot all her earlier doubts. “What do you say we leave all these dirty dishes for later?”
Vaughn trailed a line of liquid fire down her neck with his tongue, and her pussy grew wet. She moaned softly. “Well, I don’t know. There are a lot of them.”
River chuckled. “Seriously?” He moved directly behind her and ground his erection against her ass. “You’d rather wash dishes than repeat least night?”
Marianne wanted to dance around the kitchen with joy. “Um, no. Not really.”
“Thank the stars,” said Vaughn. “For a moment there I thought you’d regretted it.”
Was he serious? She gazed into his eyes. “Quite the opposite. I was waiting for you two to say something and was afraid you had regretted it. Or that it was only going to be a one-time thing.”
He pulled her close again. “Oh, sweet Marianne. Not a chance. I’m afraid you’re stuck with us ravishing your beautiful body.” He kissed her, and Marianne forgot everything else. He slid his tongue into her mouth at the same time River slipped his hands under her tunic.
Marianne squirmed against River’s body behind her, wanting him to just rip her clothes off and take her, right there on the kitchen floor. He reached under her camisole and squeezed her breasts from behind, while Vaughn released her mouth and planted tiny kisses along her jaw line.
“How do you feel about outdoor sex?” asked Vaughn.
“Fine with me. Anywhere. As long as it’s with you two.”
Vaughn grinned, and then he pulled off her tunic. River did the same with her camisole, and then he pulled down her pants and took the panties with them. The guys helped her step out of them and her slippers, and then they took her hands. “Aren’t you two undressing?”
“I think we’ll let you do it,” said River.
She giggled as they led her out onto the back deck, which faced the woods and was enclosed on both sides to block the view of other decks set along this side of the building. “We can’t be seen, can we?”
River lit a candle in a glass jar and placed it on the table in the corner. “Not unless someone is in those woods with binoculars.”
The hell with it if they were. She didn’t care.
Vaughn went back inside for a moment, and when he returned, he dropped what looked like the cushions from the sofa onto the stone floor, and placed the condoms and oil bottle on the table next to the candle. Then he kissed her again. “Now, we want you to take off our clothes. And make us believe it. We need to know how much you want us.”
It never occurred to her before Vaughn’s request that either of these sexy men wouldn’t know how hot they were. But then, who would have told them? Not the women from their own planets, if what they’d told her was true. And she had no reason to believe it wasn’t. They had no idea how seductive they were.
Marianne kissed each one, tangling her fingers in their hair and moving her body against their rock-hard bulges. She shoved her tongue into their mouths, taking turns with them, and breaking the kiss after a few seconds each time until they were both moaning and moving their hands all over her.
Her pussy was soaked, and her nipples were tight points, even though the evening was warm and sultry. Insects that sounded like crickets sang, and the air was fragrant with the scent of flowers. She could easily imagine they were on a tropical island on Earth, and this was their private cabana. The only thing missing was the roar of the ocean.
Marianne removed their shirts, and then she brushed her fingers and flicked her tongue over their tats, tracing the outlines until both men were moaning constantly and groping her. She didn’t remove their pants right away. Instead she knelt on one of the cushions and took as much of their cocks into her mouth as she could through the fabric.
They pulled her hair, and finally River stood her up and kissed her hard and deep. When he released her mouth, he gazed at her with dark intensity that sent shivers up and down her spine. “Enough playing. Take off my pants now and fuck me.”
She smiled, and then she slid down his pants. He nearly fell getting out of them, and Vaughn laughed at him as Marianne took off his, too. When the men were naked, she got on her knees again, and they took turns fucking her roughly in the mouth. She was still sore from last night, but she didn’t care. This was raw and dirty, and she absolutely fucking loved it.
They held her head still and tugged on her hair, and her pussy contracted in tiny spasms as they went on and on. When they finally let her off her knees, they laid her on the cushions and fucked her in the pussy, again taking turns.
Marianne was out of her mind with need. Her cries joined theirs, competing with the song of the insects, until she completely forgot where they were. She came twice before they stood, and when she realized they were both still rock hard, she laughed. “How do you do that? You’re not human!”
“Duh,” said River, grinning down at her. “No, we’re not, silly girl.”
She stood and stretched. “May I please have a bathroom and water break?”
“Yes,” said Vaughn. “Under one condition.”
She gave him her sexiest smile. “And what might that be?”
He brushed a finger along her right nipple, and she shivered. “When you come back outside, bring along something of your choosing that we will use to paddle your sweet ass and your pretty pink pussy. And then…” He stepped closer, planting tiny nips on each breast. “And then we’re going to fuck you in the ass and the pussy at the same time.”
“Oh God…”
Marianne took her time in the bathroom, and then she drank two glasses of water. She had no clue what to take outside for them to use, and then she had an idea. She went back into the bathroom and plucked her bath brush from the shower. It was thicker than the wooden spoon they’d used last night, and would likely hurt, but just the thought of them using it on her ass and pussy sent fresh waves of desire through her.
She returned to the deck and handed the brush to River, who grinned at her like she’d just given him diamonds. “Perfect.” Vaughn wasn’t outside. Marianne started to ask where he went, but River grabbed her around the waist and bent her over, then swatted her ass five times with the brush, hard. Marianne yelled and tried to squirm away, but he was far too strong.
“Hang on,” said Vaughn, stepping outside. “I brought this.” He held up a coil of soft-looking rope.
River let go of her, and she stared at Vaughn. “What?”
Vaughn laughed softly. “Don’t worry, love. We’ll be careful not to make it too tight.”
Did he just call me love?
They told her to stand on the cushions, and then they tied her spread eagle, securing the ends of the rope on her wrists to the beams in the ceiling of the deck, and the ends on her ankles to the table and chair legs. Then they walked around her, just looking.
Marianne cried out in frustration. “Come on. Not fair.”
“Who said we were fair?” asked Vaughn, his grin full of wicked humor.
The candlelight cast a soft glow on their features, giving them an even more chiseled look than usual. She was so wet and ready for them it was ridiculous. When the first swat with the brush landed on her ass, she yelped. Her skin was still tender from last night, and she’d sort of forgotten about that part. They alternated strikes on her ass cheeks and pussy with the brush, and within moments Marianne groaned with a deep need. The pain and pleasure mixed together as they had last night until she couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.
Her pussy was soaked, and she knew if they merely touched her clit she’d come again. When they began caressing her body with their fingers and their tongues in between swats, she begged them to fuck her. But they only chuckled, and increased their torture by gently sucking her nipples and clit now, as well.
Her orgasm was powerful, and the contractions went on and on. She wanted their dicks inside her in the worst way now.
“Marianne, you are the most seductive woman on any planet,” said Vaughn, brushing his hands across her abdomen from behind.
River stood in front of her and pulled on his cock. “I can’t get enough of you. This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever done.”
“Me, too,” she whispered.
“I think we should keep her tied up like this for hours.”
“If only we could fuck her while she’s standing up,” said Vaughn.
River nuzzled her neck. “Well, we can, but I don’t want to hurt her.”
Her eyes opened wide. “How would you do it?”
“Now we have her attention,” said River.
Both men chuckled, and then they untied her and checked her wrists and ankles for abrasions from the rope, but there were none. They’d been very careful. “Okay,” said Vaughn. “This will require you trusting us completely. Do you?”
She stared into his eyes, and her heart gave an odd lurch. “Yes,” she whispered. “I do trust you both.”
“Good girl.” Vaughn put on a condom and covered it in oil, and then he told her to bend over the table. She did, and then moaned loudly as he gently inserted two slick fingers into her asshole, gently stretching the walls. “Are you sure you’re not too sore from last night, love?”
“No. I’m okay.” She melted inside. She’d do anything for these two right now. Anything. Just to hear that tone in their voices and hear them call her “love” or other endearments. How could this be real?
“Now stand up and come over here.” She did, and followed Vaughn to the wall. He pulled the chair over and sat in it. They faced her away from Vaughn, and carefully guided her down so Vaughn could slide his cock into her ass. “Oh,” he said. “Right there. That’s fabulous. Now hold onto River’s shoulders, wrap your legs around him, and just let us do the work, okay?”
“Okay.”
He stood slowly, holding her under the ass, while River hung onto her bent legs. When both men were standing, Marianne was well-supported by their arms, and once again marveled at their strength. River slipped his dick into her pussy, and she cried out at the fullness.
They didn’t move for a moment, letting her get used to it, and once they began to thrust she didn’t know how they’d hold her upright, but they did. The result was the most erotic sensation they’d given her yet.
She was sandwiched between their hard bodies, unable to do anything except cling to River as both men fucked her. Each thrust massaged her clit, and she came again within seconds. Her hair was damp; she started panting now, and still they kept it up. She’d never felt anything like this, and didn’t want it to end.
When River asked to change places, Marianne was sure they’d drop her or hurt themselves, but they didn’t. Vaughn removed his condom and River donned one, and then they each kissed her deeply before resuming the same position with her between them.
The waves of pleasure washed over her as another climax drew near. And this time when she came, they each did, too. Tears streamed down her face. What a beautiful thing to share with these two. She’d never been this sated or happy, and that realization sent fresh tears spilling over her lids.
Their bodies were covered in sweat by the time the guys finally helped her stand, and she almost fell because her legs were so wobbly. River picked her up and carried her into the quarters, and she sighed out loud. How could he do that after fucking her so hard and for such a long time?
They laid her on her bed, and then they curled up next to her, River in front and Vaughn behind her. Each man kissed her on the neck, the hair, and the back, and told her over and over how much they’d enjoyed that.
She couldn’t speak. All she could do was make soft noises, murmuring her agreement. She drifted off to sleep with the sexy, soft sounds of their voices in her ear.
Chapter Nine
The next two weeks went by in a blur for Marianne. She was lost in a sea of sensations every evening and sometimes during the day, as the guys found inventive ways to have sex. By the end of her third week on Addo, they’d made love to her in every room, including the kitchen. The more they touched her, the more she wanted them.
Thane, Rune, Jakara, and Callie spent a lot of time in the quarters. The men worked while Marianne and Callie sat out on the deck and talked. One warm afternoon, and even though Marianne had sworn she’d never touch alcohol again, she finally agreed to share a pitcher of what passed for margaritas on this planet with Callie.
She and Callie talked about earning their degrees, and about their life before the invasions. Then Marianne finally told her about Jacob.
“Do you still think about him?”
Marianne poured herself another drink. “Not like I used to. And I feel horribly guilty about that.”
Callie nodded. “Don’t you think, though, that he’d want you to be happy?”
“I know he would.”
“My family was taken about six months before I was. Just recently, Jakara was finally able to find out what happened to my father. He’d been sent to the mines here on Addo, but he died, too. My sisters and mother were killed in riots the day Jakara brought me here. Vaughn and River told you that, right?”
“Yes. I’m so sorry.”
“You know, of all the things I thought would eventually kill the people I love, it sure wasn’t anything like this. The day of the invasions, I watched the news and didn’t believe it. It was too surreal. I told myself it couldn’t be happening, you know?”
“I know exactly what you mean. I was at work, and we were all glued to our computer screens. Then we heard loud booming noises outside, and the electricity went out. Everyone screamed, including the guys. I thought I’d pee my pants. I tried to call Jacob, but the cell service was gone. Just like that.”
“And now here we are. We survived.”
“Yes, we did. And we have useful work once again.”
“And men to love.” Callie raised her glass. “Unless I’m mistaken about that look on your face when you mention them, that is.”
Marianne flushed. “The word has crossed my mind in connection with them.”
“Do they know?”
“Oh hell no.”
“Why not?” Callie asked quietly. “I knew I was in love with Jakara before his former Section Chief and so-called best friend came to the house, broke in, and dragged me away. But I didn’t tell him. You know, all that time when I was in a cage in their spacecraft, and then when I was in the holding cells, that’s what I kept thinking about. That was my biggest regret. That I might never see him again, and he wouldn’t know I loved him.”
“I said it fir
st to Jacob, and he hesitated. I’ll never forget that.” Even now, the pain and confusion of that moment came crashing back. “We hadn’t been dating long. Less than a month. And he wasn’t sure about anything long term. It took him six more months to say the words.”
Callie drained her glass. “Well Earth men are idiots, that’s why.”
Marianne laughed and drained her glass, too. If she got another headache, Vaughn’s magic water would fix her right up. She poured another drink for them both, and raised her glass. “To the alien men!”
Callie clinked her glass against Marianne’s. “Hear! Hear! To the alien men and their enormous dicks!”
“Oh stars.” River’s voice nearly made Marianne choke on her drink. “They’re drunk.”
All five men stood in the doorway, watching Marianne and Callie.
“Only a little,” said Callie, batting her eyelashes at Jakara.
“How do you know we all have enormous dicks?” he asked.
“Duh,” said Marianne. “We’ve been comparing notes here.”
Behind River, Vaughn, and Jakara, Thane and Rune laughed so hard Marianne thought they were going to stop breathing. Vaughn and River gave her smoldering looks, and it was all she could do to stay in her chair.
The entire group made dinner, and they ate outside on the deck and talked into the night. Marianne learned that Thane and Rune were forty-one and forty-three, respectively, and it sounded like they’d had the same kind of lonely life Vaughn and River had led.
She watched how they looked at Jakara whenever he touched Callie, or when she glanced up into his eyes, and caught the longing on their faces. Not for her. For the relationship the two had. They looked at her interactions with Vaughn and River the same way, and Marianne realized how many tender gestures the two men showed her now. It had been so insidious the past two weeks that she hadn’t noticed until seeing it through someone else’s eyes.
Vaughn and River looked at her with affection, a sense of ownership, and … dare she think it? Love. Yes. It was love. She knew the look. Because once Jacob had realized he loved her, he’d told her all the time, and when he wasn’t saying it he was showing it through his actions, and with that same look on his face.