Xylon Warriors II: His Carnal Need

by Ruth D. Kerce

  “Yes, ma’am.” He chuckled, giving her a small salute.

  Her tongue dipped down and swirled around the top of Torque’s extra-thick head, gathering the clear drops. When his hips surged forward, she felt a sense of triumph, knowing he’d be a prisoner to her lips and tongue if she decided to suck him.

  “Mmm. Nice tongue action. Now put my dick in your mouth. We’ll see how good you really are.”

  The challenge in Torque’s eyes reflected a typical male dare. She looked over at Erik, who lay on the bed, watching intently. For several moments, they simply stared at each other. She saw tenderness and understanding in his gaze.

  At his slight nod, she switched her attention back down to Torque’s huge shaft. She needed more protective elements in her system. She’d see how much of him she could take. Maybe she’d even find out if those rumors she heard about his never-ending cum were true. She changed positions for a better angle and slid her lips around the top of his cock head, which was as much as she could take. She sucked lightly.

  “Harder, babe.”

  A little at a time, she increased the suction. His taste was different than Erik’s. Muskier. She reached down and fingered her clit.

  “I think I’m getting her hot, guys. I know she’s heating me up good. She’s got the softest lips I’ve ever felt. What a rush!” Torque slowly pumped his hips. “Relax your jaw, Leila. That’s right. Yeah. Take just a little more of me.”

  The compliment from Torque took her by surprise. She sucked him deeper, but not by much. She was certain he’d had better. Even so, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

  “Yes, that’s good,” he groaned. “Oh, yeah!”

  Leila’s skin tingled, and she felt hands caressing her ass. Erik. She jerked in surprise. She hadn’t even seen him move off the bed, but she recognized his warm and tender touch on her skin.

  He shifted beside her. Her whole system reacted to his nearness, his smell, his touch. She needed him. His fingers trailed up her back and into her hair.

  She started to pull off Torque. Erik was the one she wanted. She craved the feeling of his arms around her, his cock inside her, his mouth on hers.

  His sexy voice stopped her, and his lips brushed her ear. “Keep sucking him. You need what he can give you. Tonight, we’re going to give you everything you need. And fulfill every fantasy you’ve ever had. But after tonight, I’m going to be your fantasy. Me alone.”

  His hand reached down and covered the fingers stimulating her clit, so that they moved together. Slowly. Gently. She mewled. Erik was already her fantasy. He just didn’t know it yet. With him helping her masturbate, she couldn’t hold back her feelings and moaned deeply around Torque’s cock.

  “Oh, damn. That sound vibrated right up my dick. I’m gonna shoot.”

  Leila curled the fingers of her free hand around Torque’s cock, as best she could, and prepared herself to take his cum.

  “Keep your throat relaxed,” Erik told her. “And take down as much as you can.”

  Torque’s fingers tangled in her hair. “Here it comes!” He roared, and his cum shot down her throat—a massive amount. “Ahh!”

  Sucking hard, she lustily drank all he shot into her mouth.

  So that only she heard, Erik whispered in her ear, “We will heal your body and spirit, Leila. That’s what this is tonight. But for all our tomorrows, I will fulfill your emotional and sexual needs, and you will fulfill mine.”

  She practically melted at his tender words. As she swallowed, she experienced a small orgasm from her fingers. Though not a toe-curling climax, the pleasure fluttered through her body and warmed every inch of her from the inside out.

  After the mild climax faded, her attention re-focused on Torque’s cum. When she couldn’t take the rest of what he spewed into her, she let some flow from her mouth, down her chin. The slightly sticky warmth rolled along the skin of her throat and between her breasts. And still, he continued to pump his seed into her mouth, groaning low and deeply the entire time. She’d never known a man who emitted so much.

  Finally, Torque finished, and she pulled her lips off his cock. She swallowed the remainder of the cum in her mouth and tried to sit back, but wasn’t able to. “Torque…”

  Torque had collapsed flat on the floor, and he held her head in his lap, keeping her in the same ridiculously vulnerable position. “Oh, man. You can really suck, Leila. Get her off, Erik.”

  Oh, yes! Please. After hearing that, she didn’t try to struggle free. Though nicely satisfying, she needed to come more than the climax she’d experienced at her own hand.

  “Spread your knees, baby. Give me more room.”

  She immediately complied, scooting her knees further apart for Erik. His finger circled her clit. She felt so exposed in this position, she almost came right then, imagining what she must look like to them. “More, more.” Her voice came out muffled against Torque’s stomach. “Give me your cock, Erik. Please.”

  “You heard her. Give her your dick, already,” Torque told him. “She needs fucking.”

  From nearby, Kam said, “Use your tongue first, Erik. Lick her. Make her drip.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she begged. Anything.

  After a moment, she felt his tongue slide along her wet pussy. “Oh, yes!” He varied his licks in the most interesting way, driving her insane, but he concentrated on her clit. “Push inside, Erik. Fill me up.” She needed something, anything, inside her. And it didn’t matter what, at this point.

  He teased her entry, circling and prodding her. She grabbed onto Torque’s cock, just to have something to hold onto. She tried pushing back against Erik to get him to plunge his tongue deep, but he wouldn’t enter her. She let out a little whimper.

  “Give her what she craves, Erik,” Braden encouraged. “Stop torturing the woman.”

  Erik lifted his head. He massaged her hips and ass. “You want a tongue-fuck, Leila?”

  “Yes. Tongue-fuck me. Now.” Her voice wavered from a commanding tone to a pleading one.

  “My pleasure, baby.” Following several more light licks, Erik finally pushed his tongue inside her pussy.

  “Ah!” Incredible.

  He curled and flicked his tongue, moving deep then shallow. She squirmed, unable to keep still. His licking felt so good. She needed everything sexual she could get. As she’d done earlier, she reached under herself to stimulate her clit. This time though, someone grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

  “I have something better,” Kam said. Then she felt a second tongue. On her clit. Kam! He licked her fleshy bud of nerves in short, rapid-fire flicks.

  “Oh!” Never had she felt anything so intense.

  With Erik’s tongue inside her pussy, and Kam licking her clitoris, while Torque held her in position, the stimulation pushed her right over the edge. She screamed against Torque’s stomach and came hard, her body shaking. “Oh, fuck!”

  “Exactly.” Torque chuckled.

  After she finished climaxing, and her body relaxed, she tried to lower her ass, but they wouldn’t release her. Their tongues continued to lick her. “I-I’m done.” She wanted to collapse now and sleep until morning.

  Kam slid out from under her. “No, you’re not. Hold her, Torque.”

  “I’ve got her. She’s not going anywhere,” Torque answered, holding her securely.

  “Let me back there, Erik.”

  Her pulse pounded, and despite her growing fatigue, her body responded to his words, weeping in renewed need. Damn, these chemicals. Or bless them. She didn’t know which. She held her breath, wondering about Erik’s reaction to Kam’s words. Would they come to blows? Time seemed to stand still, while nothing happened.

  Then, she felt the two men switch positions, and both resumed their licking. At the feel of their tongues in her pussy, the breath rushed out of her. “Oh!”

  This time Kam’s tongue went inside her, and Erik brushed the tip of his tongue back and forth along her clit. The only thing she could do was hold onto Torque and let
it happen. She wasn’t quite sure how many times she came, or how many times the two of them switched positions, but the delightfully orgasmic session seemed to go on forever. She felt some of her cum trickle down the inside of her thigh, before being licked up by one of the men. At some point she must have started stroking Torque’s cock, because all of a sudden he came all over her breasts and stomach.

  “Oh, yeah,” he groaned. “You are so fucking good, Leila.” He stroked her hair.

  “Tired now.” She barely got the words out.

  “You done, guys?”

  “For the moment,” Erik replied.

  “All right. Let’s get her comfortable.”

  They pushed her down onto the floor, onto her back. She thought they planned on allowing her some rest, until Torque shoved his pants aside. He rolled toward her, and his tongue was everywhere—her throat, her breasts and nipples, her stomach—licking his cum off her skin. “Oh, Torque!” His tongue was raspier than Erik’s or Kam’s, and his licks stimulated every area of bare flesh he touched. Too tired to do much else, she simply laid there and allowed him to have his way with her.

  He slid down her body and burrowed between her thighs, pushing her knees to her chest. His tongue lightly circled her tender clit, then he consumed her pussy, like some wild animal.

  “Ahh! Oh!” Her eyes locked with Erik’s, as Torque licked and sucked her, his tongue and mouth tormenting her pussy. “I’m going to…oh!” She climaxed again. The orgasm was stronger than she thought possible, after just peaking so often. The entire time, her eyes never left Erik’s intense stare. In her head, he was the one making her come. And the vision, while looking into his penetrating green eyes, took her to the heights of pleasure. “Again! I’m coming again!”

  He caressed her hair. “Enjoy it, baby. Come hard. You’re so beautiful when you come.”

  His approval meant everything. She let go and allowed the pleasure to rush through her. “Ohh! Erik.”

  “Hey,” Torque complained. “I’m the one licking you down here.”

  “I didn’t think she had any more in her,” Kam said. “Keep at her, Torque.”

  “Damn right.” He lowered his head and lapped up every drop of her cream.

  Erik leaned over her. “I’m the one who wants your heart. Remember that.” He kissed her deeply.

  Yes. She wrapped her arms around him. Their tongues brushed, and his lips caressed hers. Erik’s touch was so gentle she felt like crying. Finally, her body stopped trembling from her climaxes.

  Torque sat back and licked his lips. “That was fun, up until you called out Erik’s name. But I won’t hold it against you, babe, considering the circumstances. What’s next?”

  Next? As she lowered her legs to the floor, Leila stared up at him in disbelief. She lay limp and exhausted, and he didn’t even look winded. His cock, once more, stood hard and proud. Impossible.

  What would it feel like to have such a huge shaft inside her pussy, fucking her? Painful probably. She imagined he had exceptional staying power, given his urgency to continue after he’d just come twice like she’d never seen. But that’s all he’d have, physical prowess. No real emotional connection existed between them. Not even as friends, at this point. He was more stranger than anything. Sex with a stranger was a common fantasy. Not one of her favorites, but she had indulged herself in the privacy of her own imagination a time or two.

  She wondered if he used something medically to be able to get hard so quickly. The healing power they possessed helped their men attain and maintain erections, but Torque seemed extra talented in that respect.

  She glanced over at Erik, who was now gathering up pillows from the bed. What would happen between them after tonight? Would he resent the others touching her, and her allowing it to happen, even begging for it? He couldn’t possibly, given this was an Initiation and Xylon’s way of life. Not to mention the fact that he controlled the entire rite’s progress tonight. And he seemed all right with everything so far. Still, she worried. And she knew she worried only because she cared, probably more than she should. He’d said he wanted her heart. She couldn’t get that out of her head. If that were true…

  After locking eyes briefly with Braden, and knowing he saw her jumbled emotions, she averted her gaze. Tomorrow was soon enough to face reality. Tonight, she needed to finish what was required for her to attain the ability to self-heal.

  Torque looked down at her. “You’ve got the cunt of a woman a man dreams of turning into his own, personal sex slave.”

  “Hmph.” Knowing Torque, she supposed that was a compliment. A woman would need to be quite strong and independent to handle life as his mate. She looked forward to seeing him fall hard for someone.

  She saw Erik frown, and she knew. This did bother him. At least partially. She wanted to soothe his brow and tell him not to pay attention to Torque’s words, or anyone else’s. He was the man she wanted inside her above all others. The rest of this was just sex, for tonight only. Her body needed any and all the sex she could get right now to douse the burning within.

  * * * * *

  Alexa paced in her and Braden’s bedchamber. Once they had discovered she was expecting, they’d moved from Braden’s smaller quarters to a much larger place. She felt more comfortable here because the new place was their space, instead of just his. He also had a home on the planet’s surface, but they’d never dwelled there. The Lair provided extra security that Braden thought necessary for her safety as a super breeder.

  Once the situation with Marid stabilized, he’d promised her they could spend more time atop. She was glad. She missed the feeling of sun and wind and real air, instead of an artificially processed atmosphere. And she wanted their children to be able to play outdoors, under the clouds and sky.

  Only one light illuminated a portion of the room, keeping the rest of the area in darkness. She lightly rubbed her stomach. Twins. All super breeders bore multiples. She’d probably end up as big as a horse before she delivered.

  She couldn’t help but worry how their two different gene pools would affect the children. Braden had told her not to worry. She was DNA-compatible. She already knew that, but the knowledge didn’t make her feel much better. She wouldn’t relax completely until she saw the results herself and held her babies’ healthy little bodies in her arms.

  Normally, she was fast asleep by now. Something didn’t feel right though. Not physically, she felt fine in that respect. Something else tugged at her from the inside. At first, she thought her discomfort came from Braden not being there. But he often worked late nights, and she’d never had problems sleeping without him before.

  Her pregnancy was going well. She hadn’t even experienced morning sickness or cravings of any sort, which was just as well. She couldn’t get pickles and ice cream here, or whatever odd thing she might want.

  She sighed. She knew the real truth. She might as well admit it. The truth was, even though she’d agreed to Braden participating in part in Leila’s re-initiation, she felt uncomfortable with the decision.

  Braden had explained that this type of “immersion” would break through Leila’s wall of sexual mistrust. She’d tried to understand, knowing this was part of Xylon and the rites of its people. But, often, she still found their ultra-sexual way of life hard to adjust to.

  Kam had been a great help to her, while she attempted to cope with all the newness. Her brother was half-Tamarian, had studied Earth culture and many others for years, and knew how it felt to live between two worlds. But she hadn’t completely embraced this new world yet.

  Stopping in front of Braden’s private computer, she fingered the monitor. Maybe if she knew what was happening, she’d feel better. The surveillance system had been disconnected in all of The Lair’s private quarters long ago though. Or so Braden had told her.

  “A secondary, hidden surveillance system exists,” a male voice said from across the room. “No one knows about it, and the system can’t be picked up by sensors.”

  Sh
e spun around. “Laszlo.” Her heart began to pound. The man’s piercing blue eyes seemed to look right through her. Where had he come from? And how had he known her thoughts? He must be aware of the re-initiation. “Are you really here?”

  “No. I’m projecting.”

  “Where are you?” The mystery surrounding the former leader of Xylon deepened each time he appeared to her.

  “Execute file S114P for private monitoring.”

  “What—”

  His image faded. “Wait! Geez.” Laszlo often appeared to her. She never understood why. And Braden no longer really believed her when she told him about her experiences, she didn’t think, so she’d stopped mentioning them.

  One time, Laszlo had alluded to something about her children being the future leaders of Xylon and needing extra protection. Maybe that’s why he stayed close. Who knew?

  Maybe she was just going nuts and imagining all this. But if the visions were real…

  “Hidden systems.” She glanced around the bedchamber, wondering if any were located in their quarters. She shuddered at the intrusive thought. “Why would Laszlo tell me how to private monitor?” She fingered the computer screen again. Could she really see what was going on in Leila’s bedchamber?

  If she saw something she didn’t want to see, the knowledge might damage her and Braden’s relationship forever. Or what she saw could strengthen their bond. She did trust him, but…

  Laszlo must have given her the information for a reason. He never did anything without a reason, she’d learned, soon after her life here began. She sat down at the desk, staring at the blank screen in front of her.

  “So, what do you think, babies?” She rubbed her stomach. “Do we check up on your Daddy, or not?”

  From the late hour, she knew they’d finish with the re-initiation soon. She also knew how to execute files on Braden’s system. She’d never done it herself, but had watched him do it often enough. Now, she just needed to decide whether or not to try.