by Renee Rose
Three long strides brought him in front of her. She didn’t bother to feign sleep. She’d learned it only angered him, made him even more aggressive. He reached down, yanked the blanket away, and grabbed her by the arm, dragging her off the bed. The chain on her ankle rattled as he forced her to her knees in front of him.
The brothers slept naked, and he’d come straight from their bed. His thick cock, where the pheromones were strongest, jutted out in front of her face, already semi-erect. She held her breath and tried to turn her head away, but he twisted her long blonde hair around one hand and kept her in place. His other hand wrapped around his shaft, sliding up and down. Every stroke made it grow harder, releasing another invisible cloud of the potent aroma. Wordlessly, he drew her closer, pressing the head against her lips.
Though she knew what would happen if she resisted, Cass shuddered and jerked away. He growled and sank down onto the thin mattress, dragging her over his lap with one hand still tangled in her hair. She fought. Harder tonight, perhaps because she was fighting her own treacherous body as much as his.
She wanted to hate him for what he did night after night. How he used her. But inhaling his potent pheromones made her pussy spasm. Having the head of his thick cock rub back and forth over her lips made her want to open her mouth. Run her tongue over them and take in the drop of pre-cum lingering there, laden with more of the substance that drove her wild. Stick her tongue out farther, twirl it around the bulging head. Lick across the slit at the tip, coaxing out another drop.
Instead, she clenched her teeth together, bucking wildly. He trapped her legs between his. A hard palm walloped her naked ass. Cass groaned as the bolt of fire seared her bottom, still aching from the paddling they’d delivered earlier in the day. He spanked her again.
The whack crushed her mound up against his manhood. The pre-cum she’d been aching to lick from his cock rubbed against the hood of her clit. She bit off a scream.
It was like liquid fire. Laden with his pheromones, it rocketed through her, igniting desperate cravings. She whipped her head from side to side, writhed against him, hoping he’d mistake behavior caused by a bolt of lust for defiance. He held her down and began spanking harder, faster. Mindless and frantic, she ground herself against his cock. It swelled and grew even stiffer. Her clit throbbed in time to the rhythm of his hand cracking down on her bottom.
She couldn’t hold back a moan, hoping he’d think it a sound of pain rather than of passion. If they knew the effect their bodies had on her, she feared they’d look for other ways to take out their wrath. Ways that might do lasting damage to her body, instead of this, leaving its mark on her mind and soul.
Ryn heard her moan and stopped abruptly. He spread his thighs apart and shoved her back onto the floor on her knees.
“Do what I command, Earther, and your punishment will cease—for tonight.”
He thought he’d broken her to his will. And he had. Only not in the way he imagined.
Cass bowed her head. Breathed deeply, inhaling his pheromones. Her bottom ached from the hard spanking, yet her body welcomed even that harsh treatment if it was the only way she’d feel his hand on her bare skin tonight. Her clit was swollen and throbbing with need, on fire from contact with his seminal fluid. Her pussy ached to be filled. She couldn’t fight any longer. Hungry for the taste of him, she opened her mouth and took his cock in.
Ryn buried his fists in her hair, holding her head in place and pumping his hips back and forth. He fucked her mouth roughly, forcing her to take his cock in farther with every stroke. Naked and chained, she surrendered to his mastery in the darkness the way she would never do by the light of day. Opening wide for him then closing her lips to encircle his girth in a hot, wet embrace. Sliding her mouth up and down the shaft as he pumped.
His body began quivering, and he pulled her closer. She moaned again and ran her tongue around the head then sucked. He gave a hoarse shout, and she felt his cock pulsing. Frightened at the thought of falling even further under the spell of the potent chemical mix he produced, she struggled to pull her head away before he came. He tightened his grip, sending a shocking thrill pouring through her. He kept going, thrust deep as it began to spurt.
She gave up. Swallowed. Welcomed the scandalous rush she felt as his cum slid down her throat. The orgasm tore through her, leaving her shattered. Hating herself for being so weak.
He shuddered then withdrew, pushing her head away. Leaning forward, he brought his elbows to his knees and buried his face in his hands. His chest heaved and he took a few ragged breaths. Inches away from him, she froze. If she didn’t know better, she’d have sworn he was crying.
He stiffened, as though suddenly remembering she was there. She heard him mutter an oath under his breath as he surged to his feet. He shoved her aside and strode out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Cass scooted backwards until her shoulders touched the wall. She huddled on the floor, shaking.
He tasted saltier tonight. Tangy. More intoxicating every time he made her service him this way. She didn’t know if all Cephaian males would smell the same to her, taste the same. Only that this one and his twin had imprinted her somehow, triggered this shameless lust. Even when they treated her harshly, if she sensed they were becoming aroused by what they did, her body responded.
Tomorrow would be a bad day. It always was, after a night like this. Ryn would treat her even more cruelly than usual. Or, worse, ignore her. As though he blamed her for his weakness. As though it was her fault that he came to her in the night. Used her relentlessly for his release.
Cass swiped away an angry tear. She wouldn’t cry, no matter what they did to her. No matter how much their cursed biological quirk aroused her, awakened savage needs she’d never known before. No matter how often they left her like this. The orgasm, like every other one she’d had since they captured her, had been a cruel trick of nature. A fleeting moment of ecstasy that only built the fire inside her into an inferno. Leaving her hungry for more. Leaving her pussy empty and aching to be filled.
She had to stay strong, for the sake of the others. Had to remember how much she hated these alien beings who kept her captive. Had to be even more cold-blooded and ruthless than they’d been with her.
Cass knew she had to be ready to kill them both, if it was the only way to escape.
Chapter Two
CASS
She tried to go back to sleep when he left, but the need seemed to grow stronger after every nighttime visit. Closing her eyes, she let one hand slide between her legs. Ran her fingers over her swollen clit, massaging the slick drop of fluid from his cock deeper into the sensitive bud. A thousand bolts of lightning surged through her body, radiating out from her core in every direction. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and she exploded.
Her pussy spasmed. Still empty and demanding. She used the trick she’d learned. Put two fingers into her mouth, running them over her tongue to coat them with any lingering pheromones from his cum, then rammed them inside her.
This time she couldn’t hold back the scream. The walls of her vagina clenched around her fingers. She dug her heels into the mattress and shoved her hips up, working his potent hormones in deeper. The second orgasm ripped through her, then a third, as she pumped her fingers in and out.
Rough hands seized her. Yanked her wrists over her head.
“My brother is far too gentle with you in these nighttime trysts. When I finish, you won’t have the energy left to pleasure yourself.”
Rom straddled her body, a knee on either side. He held her wrists in one huge hand, took hold of his cock with the other, and rubbed the head over the lips of her pussy. She gasped, writhing under him, trying to work it inside her.
“So—you’d take my manhood in now? No more fighting, no biting or kicking?” He laughed. A rough, crude sound with no trace of warmth or humor. “Kiss it first,” he ordered.
Driven by lust, she opened her mouth. Rom moved his knees up, straddling her head,
and shoved his cock in. She closed her lips around it, sucking hard as he drove in and out.
She shivered at the taste of him. Musky, virile, a shade more pungent than his brother. He fucked her mouth roughly, angrily, as he always did. No guilt, no hint of regret afterwards. His body tensed, and she prepared herself to take in his cum. Instead, he pulled away.
“You Earthers are nothing more than savages. I’ll give it to you the way your kind have shown they like best.”
Rom got to his feet and picked her up as easily as if she were a small child, bending her facedown over the side of the bed. He shoved her legs apart with his knees and positioned himself between them. Grabbed her hips with both hands, pinning her in place. The head of his cock lit a fire on her skin as it traced a path down the cleft between the cheeks of her bottom.
Cass panicked as she realized what he was about to do. His body was so much larger than that of Earther men. Everywhere. Taller, heavier, packed with muscle. Though she was no expert on the size of male organs, she’d seen enough of them to know that he and Ryn were impressively well-endowed. She’d learned to take their massive girth in her mouth without gagging or choking. Discovering how shamefully aroused she became by the intimate contact with them made it easier.
But this was different. The thought of having Rom thrusting his thick manhood into her virgin bottom hole terrified her. The fever he’d ignited in her blood wasn’t strong enough to overcome her fear.
“Please, please believe me.” Her voice broke. She’d never begged. Not once. But she’d never been so afraid, not even when they found her cowering in the swamp. “I’m not one of them. Those pirates attacked my ship, took us all prisoner. I’ve told you over and over, I had to enter the landing coordinates. They threatened to kill my crew one by one if I didn’t do as they said. I was their victim, just like your Mate Zara.”
She froze. She hadn’t meant to say her name. Didn’t want them to know how much she understood of their language.
Rom’s body went rigid. His fingers became claws, digging into her skin. The pheromones of lust that enveloped him like a cloud disappeared.
“Never. Speak. Her. Name. Again.”
He picked her up, threw her on the bed. Turned and walked away. She saw his silhouette framed in the moonlight pouring into the corridor then heard the click of the door lock as darkness filled the room again.
Cass pulled the blanket around her shoulders. Curled into a ball and lay there, trembling. The cold rage he exhibited, closing the door silently instead of slamming it shut the way Ryn did, made her dread facing him in the coming day.
ROM
It had taken every ounce of self-control he possessed not to bring his hands up to her neck and squeeze. The way her comrades did to his beloved Zara while they ravaged her, before finally slitting her throat. He strode down the corridor to the sleeping chamber. Forced himself to calm down. He didn’t want to wake Ryn. No need for both of them to be upset.
He took a deep breath then placed his palm on the scanner. The door slid open.
“What if it’s true?”
Ryn stood by their bed with his back to the door, staring out the window at the distant mountains of the planet they’d landed on yesterday. One of dozens they’d visited so far. Dusky purple shadows loomed high in the sky on the horizon, distant mountains barely discernible in the faint light heralding the break of dawn. He had a sinking feeling his brother had been awake the whole time, had seen and heard everything.
“They lie, Ryn. All the Earthers are liars. You can’t trust her, can’t listen to her.” A note of desperation crept into his voice. He should have sensed that his brother’s essence was with him. His own tangled, twisted emotions had blocked their connection on his side. That had never happened before. Another outrage to lay at her door.
Ryn’s eyes were bleak when he turned from the window. “What if it is true? Then we’re no better than they were.”
His twin’s words cut him to the quick. “She had no right,” Rom protested. “No right to even speak the name. Zara is dead because of what she did.”
Rom strode to the window, took his brother by the shoulders.
“Look into your heart. No, wait. You can’t. And why not? Because your heart is gone, as is my own. She took our hearts, Ryn, as surely as if she herself wielded the knife that slit Zara’s throat in the end. She’s a filthy Earther, and the only reason we’ve kept her alive is for her to identify her ship. We’ll drag her with us until we track them down, all across the Universe if we must. Then we’ll get rid of her. Sell her as a slave. Or leave her on some desolate planet to fend for herself until she dies.”
Ryn was shaking his head from side to side, not even listening.
“We need to stop, Rom. I need to stop. I dream of that night, over and over. And when I wake, consumed with grief, I vow to make her pay for what the other Earthers did. I go to her, force her to her knees. She fights me, and I welcome it. Welcome the anger I feel because it makes me forget my pain, if only for a moment.”
He stopped, looked into his brother’s eyes. “And then, when she finally yields to me…”
“No!” Rom shouted. “Don’t say it.”
Ryn’s body sagged, would have fallen if not for Rom’s hands on his shoulders. “So it is true. You’ve felt it as well, seen those images flash through your mind.”
“No.” Rom couldn’t meet his eyes. “No no no. They’re not real. They can’t be. She’s implanted them somehow.”
Ryn gave him a sad smile. “I want to hate her, too, Brother. I want someone I can vent my wrath on, here and now. I’ve been hoping you haven’t felt what I’ve felt. Hoping it was some trick, just as you said. I didn’t dare speak of it. But when she yields to me, for a few brief seconds our souls link. Our minds meld. I can feel the Bond stirring to life.”
“I don’t.” Rom’s voice was cold. Harsh. “And if I don’t, then you can’t.”
“Admit it, Brother. It’s why we’ve never taken her together, as we always did in the past with our women. Never fucked her pussy when one of us is alone with her. It would be too much. Too close.” He choked back a sob. “By all the Gods, I don’t want to feel the Bond with another woman. It seems wrong, as though I’m being unfaithful to Zara. But my body betrays me.”
Overcome, Ryn gave up speaking. He sent his thoughts directly to his brother’s mind.
We can’t go on like this. Both of us trying every day to deny the wild hunger she awakens in us. Sneaking away alone, forcing her to relieve it under cover of night. Feeling so guilty we pretend in the morning that it never happened. She’s a sentient being, Rom. From a primitive world, yes, but she has emotions. I’ve felt them. And you have, too.
Rom opened, allowed his brother’s essence to flow into him. He closed his eyes and was back there, one with Ryn in the dark storage room they’d turned into a makeshift prison.
With the woman draped over his lap. Spanking her firm, rounded ass while she ground herself against his swollen cock. His balls ached from the long days and sleepless nights he’d spent denying the fever she stirred in him.
He cursed his own weakness, even as he forced her to her knees. Told himself it was an act of aggression, of revenge. Nothing more. But he’d smelled her arousal, felt the dampness from her slit rubbing on his naked thighs as he reddened her ass. His cock responded, throbbing with need, wanting to bury itself in her sweet wet heat.
Instead, he grabbed her hair, shoved his manhood down her throat. And was lost. Oh Sacred Ones, was it wicked of him to find pleasure in her lips wrapping around his shaft?
Her hot tongue swirled across the head as she yielded to his mastery. Welcomed him in. For an instant, he crossed the Void, joined with her. Experienced the savage thrill that coursed through her body the moment she submitted to him completely.
Shaken, he wrenched himself away from the connection. Used her selfishly. Shot his cum down her throat, then cast her aside.
Ryn’s wave of guilt and shame hit
Rom, stronger than his own had been. Overwhelmed, he slammed their link shut. But he couldn’t deny the truth. Though it was only for a second or two, his brother had Bonded with the Earther. This was no lesser creature. She didn’t just feel hunger and pain. She experienced joy, sorrow, love, and ecstasy, as capable of deep emotion as they were.
Through the Bond, Ryn had peered into her soul. She couldn’t lie to them now. He’d sense any deception.
Rom headed for the door. They could settle this. Put an end to their guilt, even if it meant admitting they’d been wrong and begging her forgiveness. “Come with me. Right now. You’ll know if she speaks the truth. Let her tell you to your face what she told me.”
Ryn sighed. “She already has, Brother. It’s the same thing she’s been telling us both since the day we took her captive. We were so blinded by anger and pain, we refused to listen. It took Bonding with her to make me question what we’ve done.”
CASS
She heard footsteps again, two sets this time. The door opened, and they stood there, silently staring in at her as they always did at first. But they’d never come like this before. Together.
Something was different about them, too. She sensed it. The pheromones of arousal were there, wafting around both of them. But dimmed. Not mellow, like after they climaxed. She’d taken them to completion with her hands and her mouth often enough to know. This was something else, as though they’d put up an invisible wall.
Ryn stepped forward. “You speak Cephaian.” His voice was flat. Expressionless. The undercurrent of anger it always had was gone.