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Annoyed that he had turned what she’d hoped would be an encounter to remember into a painful one instead, she struggled to contain a rising anger. When he showed no inclination to withdraw from her, she pushed against his shoulders.
He responded by growling and then shocked her by sinking his teeth into the side of her neck.
She gasped and then froze as Markes exploded into the room, emitting that deadly almost silent buzzing. “No! Stand down, Markes.”
“He’s hurting you. I’ll kill him!”
The hunter withdrew his teeth and his cock from her, rolled off the bed onto his feet, and quickly shifted. Moments later, in the form of a large gray wolf, he leapt into the air at Markes.
“Don’t!” she cried, scrambling off the bed. “If you attack him, he’ll kill you.”
Markes elevated beyond the shifter’s reach and rapidly discharged twice. Both shots found their mark. The hunter dropped to his side on the carpet where he lay unmoving. Smoke rose from his fur near his left shoulder and flank. Markes hovered above him, buzzing.
Fearful Markes would fire again, Parmia fell to her knees beside the hunter, her heart racing. Tears stung her eyes. “Oh, Markes!”
“I should have but I didn’t kill him. I only stunned him.”
It took several attempts of her running her hands over the hair of the male who had behaved more like the hunter than the Adarinas who had captured her heart, before she finally detected his heart beating strongly. Thank the Goddess. She felt no energy impressions.
Filled with relief, she looked up at Markes. “Thank you for not killing him.”
“If he hurts you again, I will kill him.” He lowered and hovered near her neck. “You’re bleeding.”
She touched the two small puncture wounds. “I’m not hurt. I was just surprised when he…I want your word that you won’t hurt him again.”
If he hurts you again, I’ll kill him. No more stunning. The next time I’ll kill him.” Buzzing with annoyance, he shot out of the room.
Parmia released a relieved breath. Now what? Unable to move the unconscious male, she gently lifted his head onto her lap. Stroking her fingers through his hair soothed her. Hopefully, it did the same for him.
She heard the sound of running footsteps outside in the corridor shortly before the doors slid open sometime later. A tall male with dark hair rushed into the bedchamber.
Markes followed.
One look at the man and Parmia knew who he was. Markes had been right.
The man rushed across the room to drop down to his knees beside them. He looked at her. “Is he…?”
She shook her head. “He’s just stunned.”
Renas turned to look at Markes with his top lip curled. “Why did you attack him?”
To Parmia’s surprise, Markes answered. “He hurt her. Next time he does, I’ll kill rather than stun him. I know who you are and respect you for that.”
“But?” The man challenged.
“But if you try to stop me from protecting her from anyone who hurts her, I’ll kill you too.”
Parmia bit her lip. Markes took his promise to protect her seriously. Unlike some of the new sentient side arms, he didn’t make idle threats.
Renas’ nostrils flared. “What do you mean you know who I am?”
“I know who you are. Which part of that sentence is unclear?”
Renas swore at Markes and lifted the hunter into his arms. He carried him to the bed and gently lay him down.
Parmia followed with Markes hovering near. "It's okay," she said to Markes. "Please stand down."
After a long hesitation, Markes flew out of the room.
Renas looked up from the hunter. "He's unconscious but his vitals are strong. He'll be okay as soon as his body acclimates to his wounds."
Parmia's level of relief at the words nearly overwhelmed her. This hunter had done in a short time what no other male had accomplished—he'd managed to breech the wall she'd erected around her heart and emotions.
Renas stared at her, his dark gaze sliding over her bare breasts and down to her pussy filled with the hunter's seed.
Parmia watched his shaft swell and lengthen along his thigh. To her surprise, her pussy flooded and pulsed. Her nipples tightened. What was happening to her? First, she welcomed the hunter's sensual plunder and now she hungered to feel this Centaurian's seed in her body?
“If he’s all right, I’d better go,” she said and turned away.
Renas followed her and caught her hand. “Wait.”
She reluctantly turned to face him. “What?”
He gently drew her close until she felt his huge cock pulsing against her belly. “I think we both have needs the other can fill.”
She shook her head. “This has been my job. The only need attached to it is the need for me to earn credits.”
“Are you sure that’s your only need?” He brushed his fingertips against her nipples.
She sucked in a breath. While the Centaurian didn’t inspire the same tug on her emotions that the hunter did, he definitely aroused her deepest, most primitive passions. After years of grudgingly giving her body to men who left her unmoved, maybe it was time to fully embrace her sensuality and take pleasure in her body.
The thought of Renas’ huge phallus pushing between her legs and deep into her pussy, sent a wave of lust crashing over her. She looked up at the Centaurian with her lips parted and her heart thumping. "There's something you don't know about me and why I was at the shifter's den," she said.
"All I need or want to know is: are you wet enough to accommodate me." As he spoke, he reached a hand down to touch her clit and finger her slit.
She trembled with desire and parted her legs.
Locking his gaze with hers, he gripped her hips and lifted her off her feet as easily as the hunter had.
Her stomach muscles clenched as she felt his fully erect shaft against her rear and then against her flooded slit. Seconds later, the big head of his cock pushed between her wet nether lips and into her pussy.
"Oh…oh!" She moaned as he kept pushing into her.
The hunter had a big cock but the Centaurian's was huge. When he stopped pushing up into her, she felt an incredible fullness so intense she shuddered, and came all over his long, thick length.
He prolonged her climax when he moved his big hands down to her ass and bounced her up and down on his hard shaft, slick with their combined fluids.
Overcome by the wild lust burning up her pussy, she pressed her mouth against the side of his neck to smother the sounds of her sobs of pleasure as she quickly came again. Rubbing her breasts against his chest, she tightened herself around his luscious cock and greedily welcomed each of his thrusts until he suddenly groaned and blasted her pussy with countless powerful jets of cum.
"Oh…oh!" She slumped against him as she felt his cum trickle from her stuffed pussy.
"Look at me," he whispered in a brusque voice.
Feeling limp but satisfied, she lifted her head from his neck.
He turned his head and captured her mouth.
Curling her fingers in his long, dark hair, she returned his kiss with a greedy delight she couldn't control.
Withdrawing his fully erect shaft from her pussy, he pushed his tongue between her parted lips before he quickly thrust his hips forward, burying himself balls deep inside her again.
Lost in a blissful haze of unimagined pleasure, she clung to him, draping her legs over his body and humped on his cock until she gasped and experienced another powerful orgasm.
With her still impaled on his length, he carried her across the room to the bed. He maneuvered them both onto the mattress without sliding out of her. As they lay on their sides with him still stretching her pussy, she felt something warm and hard against her rear.
Moments later, her ass cheeks were parted and a hard cock pressed against her hole.
She turned her head.
The now conscious hunter lay behind her in his human form.
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nbsp; Parmia tensed, her stomach muscles clenching. She’d always found the thought of two men inside her at once distasteful and Markes constant presence had always ensured none of her clients tried to force her into an unwanted ménage à trois. Now the thought of the two big-cocked males pushing into her body sent a jolt of absolute desire through her.
Instead of pushing his cock into her rear, he locked his gaze with hers.
Her heart raced with excitement and delight. The unmistakable request for permission in his gaze assured her Adarinas had replaced the hunter. Sucking in a slow, deep breath, she signaled her permission by pushing her nether cheeks against his cockhead.
He ravished her mouth while he eased his powerful hips forward.
"Oh…" she moaned in shocked delight as his hard cock slid deep into her ass with one, slow, delicious movement.
She parted lips and eagerly sucked his tongue into her mouth as both males began slow, sweet slides in and out of her body.
Sandwiched between the two, big handsome males, Parmia surrendered herself completely. Clinging to the Centaurian and kissing the hunter, she quickly lost track of how many times her pussy flooded. Then, she experienced the ultimate delight when she felt something warm and round pressing against her ass.
Then, Adarinas growled and forced his knot up into her ass.
She bit her lip hard to keep from sobbing out with a combination of pain and pleasure as he quickly locked his knot in her ass. The resultant sensations overwhelmed her senses and her ability to do anything but drown under endless waves of pleasure as Adarinas and Renas blasted their seed deep inside her mating cavities.
When Renas finally withdrew his huge dick, she felt a rush of seed gush from her pussy.
Adarinas, with his cock and knot still buried in her ass, rolled onto his back, cupped one hand over her pussy and the other over her breasts, continued fucking her.
With her senses on sensual overload, she was only vaguely aware of the Renas pressing a long, hot kiss against her mouth before he nibbled a wet path down her body to her pussy.
He licked and nibbled at her slit and clit until she shuddered to the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced. He then rose on his knees above her.
Operating on instinct, she weakly parted her legs.
Renas rubbed his length along her slit before pushing it deep into her pussy.
Filled to the point of bursting, she cried out and exploded again. Then, totally overwhelmed with a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, she pushed against his shoulders. "No more…no more," she whispered.
To her surprise, both males immediately responded by easing out of her body. She felt Adarinas’ knot leave her ass with great regret. Then, sexually exhausted, she turned on her side, pressing her trembling body against his. "Hold me?"
“Forever,” he promised.
He whispered something soft and comforting to her as he drew her into a gentle embrace. Renas curled his big body against her back and lay unmoving. With the comforting feeling of two, damp cocks pressed against her body, she closed her eyes. Before finally surrendering to blessed sleep, she decided to let both of her lovers’ seed bear fruit.
Chapter Three
Pacing the observation deck of their cruiser, Delsin inhaled slowly before he paused. Renas lounged in the co-pilot’s seat. He sat with his legs open, his erect cock covered with Parmia’s pussy juice.
The Centaurian spoke first. “You’re angry that I touched her?”
Delsin’s feelings confused him. Instead of doing what he did best—quickly turn over a captured quarry to his client and collect his huge fee, he found himself considering alternatives that would allow him to claim her as his and get his fee. Each plan he deliberated over, left him longing to rush back to his quarters to hold the courtesan who slumbered in his bed.
“Why did you return?” he asked.
“I couldn’t find anyone I wanted to mate with,” Renas said. “Now answer my question. Are you angry that I touched her?”
Delsin shrugged. Given the feelings the courtesan aroused in him, sharing her with anyone should have been out of the question. But strangely, sharing her with Renas had heightened his arousal. He inhaled slowly. Perhaps being back in the Blue Desert during a full moon had an adverse effect on him—making him behave more like his brethren than he’d thought possible.
“It’s not like she and I are bond mates,” he said slowly. ”She’s our quarry.”
“We don’t usually fuck our quarries,” Renas pointed out.
Maybe that was because none of them had ever inspired the feeling of hunger in him she had. “What’s your point, Renas?”
“She’s obviously important to you.”
“You’re assuming a lot, Renas.”
“I’m assuming nothing. You gave her your knot. That’s not something I’ve ever seen you do with any other woman.”
Most shifters of his clan viewed their knot as a treasure to be shared only with the woman they planned to take as a bond mate. He shrugged. “Don’t concern yourself with my knot.”
Renas arched a brow. “Since when do we keep secrets from each other?”
“We’re not!” he snapped. “What’s your point again?”
“That it’s time we get back on track.”
He stiffened. “Meaning what?”
Renas glanced over his shoulder before responding. “Meaning we need to turn her over, collect our fee, and get out of here.”
The strain in Renas’ voice mirrored the tension Delsin felt. He ran a hand through his hair. He and Renas had been nearly inseparable since they’d met years earlier as Delsin had finally been given permission to leave the Blue Desert. During the ensuing years, they’d shared everything from their individual fears to the women they mated with. The friendship he shared with Renas was now as close as the one he’d shared with Daylon and Daria so long ago.
“You feel it too?” he asked.
Renas nodded slowly. “Yes. Part of me feels like coming back here was a mistake.”
“While another part feels that doing anything else would have been foolish?” Delsin prodded.
“Yes. This is home. Here is where we need to be to discover who I am.”
“I know who you are.”
Delsin tensed, bared his teeth, and swung around as Markes sailed onto the observation deck.
Renas placed a hand on his shoulder. “He was only protecting her.”
After a grudging acceptance of that fact, Delsin exhaled slowly and remained still and silent.
Renas rose and looked at Markes. “What makes you think you know who I am when I don’t even know?”
“I served briefly with your father, Delatorious Adar. He carried a holograph of his family. If memory serves, and it always does, you are his youngest offspring, Senturenas Adar.”
“Adar. Senturenas Adar,” Renas repeated the name slowly before he turned to look at Delsin.
Delsin could see a look of belief in his friend’s gaze. “Renas?”
He nodded. “It feels right. It is right.” He swallowed several times before he looked at Markes. “Where is my father?”
“Regretfully, he is dead.”
Renas released a breath and slumped back against the chair. “Dead? He’s dead?”
“He died in battle with honor surrendering his life to save others who went on to win the battle in his honor.”
Delsin watched as tears filled Renas eyes and spilled down his cheeks. “And my brothers? Marracon? Blenden? Kayden? Sardona?”
“I have no knowledge of any of them except one.”
Renas bolted out of his seat. “My mother? Where is my mother?”
“I fear she died many years past.”
“No! I’m alone?”
Delsin placed a hand on Renas shoulder. “You’re not alone. You’ll never be alone as long as I’m alive.”
“And as long as I am, Sentus.”
At the sound of the voice, Delsin and Renas swung around.
A tall
male with long, thick dark hair and huge shoulders stood smiling at Renas. He bore a regal air. The resemblance between him and Renas was immediate and unmistakable.
“Kayden!” Renas rushed across the observation deck and into the open embrace of the other male who was clearly one of the brothers he’d forgotten.
As the two embraced, Delsin left the observation deck for his quarters.
Rather to his annoyance, Markes followed—as if he didn’t trust him to be alone with her. Parmia. Outside his quarters, he swung around to face the sentient side arm. “That was your doing. Wasn’t it?”
“Contacting his brother? Yes. I contacted him and the other one. He needed to know who he was and they needed to be reunited.”
Delsin sighed. He couldn’t deny any of what Markes said. Besides, he was happy Renas now knew who he was. At least one of them would have a happy homecoming.
He leaned against the wall outside his quarters. Homecoming? The full moon’s effects were more pervasive than he’d imagined. The lure of the Blue Desert for one born there could no longer be denied. Denhari was beginning to feel like home because it was home.
His thoughts turned to Daylon and Daria. Leaving without seeing them no longer seemed reasonable or desirable. When he left, he had a feeling it would be without Renas—which would leave him alone in the world again. Traveling the galaxy solo no longer held any appeal.
But why should he travel alone? Admittedly, Renas’ companionship would be hard to replace by anyone—except the woman sleeping just beyond the doors of his quarters. Why turn her over to be another woman’s slave when she moved him as no other woman had? And, unless he was gravely mistaken, he’d managed to move her as well.
If he could convince her to give up her life as a courtesan, he’d gladly return his fee and spend the rest of his life ensuring she had no regrets for choosing to stay with him. He frowned—giving her sentient side arm a cool stare. “Don’t make the mistake of attacking me again.”
“Don’t make the mistake of hurting her again and I’ll have no reason to kill you!”
About to reach for his side arm, Delsin felt a familiar brush along his mind. The years of avoiding the desert where he was born faded away and joy filled him. Tossing his head back, he howled while pulling off is clothes. Then he quickly shifted to his natural form and then swung around to race through the cruiser.