Capturing Carmen

by K. A Knight

  “No one has ever beat me,” she whispers, as the crowd roars around us.

  “Until today.” I wink and step back, cleaning my blade on my trousers before sheathing it. I glance to my mates to see them on their feet, all of their eyes locked on me and hungry, so I step to the edge of the square and face off with the big woman. “Thanks, I’ll be back for more.” She gives me a respectful nod before I saunter away.

  Shiloh is still here and she cheers for me, waving like a madwoman with her red aliens, who look so different than mine, behind her. I lean against the fence. “Hey, babe, missed you,” I shout up, as she leans down to try and talk to me, but a commotion has us both looking over to where my mates are barreling down the seating and to the fence, waiting for me. “See you soon! I have a dick appointment!” I call, as Kronk reaches over the barrier, grabs me, and throws me over his shoulder. I laugh as he races from the training area and through the city, moving so fast the others have to sprint to keep up.

  When we get home, he leaps up the stairs and races to his room, but he obviously gets impatient and pulls me down, throws me into the closest wall, and pins me there as his lips come down on mine.

  I moan into his mouth as he rips at my clothes, tossing the scraps away until my bare skin is pressed against him. I claw at his clothes and he holds me to the wall with one hand as he steps back, tears off his clothes, weapons, and sash, and pushes his now naked body against mine. I reach up, grasping his horn, and hold on as he licks my neck before tracing down and sucking one of my nipples into his mouth.

  “Kronk,” I moan, rubbing his horn as the others crowd in the doorway. They groan, knowing he got here first. Ryx and Vrid leave us, but Xal sticks around and leans against the other wall, watching us.

  Kinky fucking alien.

  Kronk hoists me farther up the wall, still pinning me there effortlessly as he licks down my belly to my pussy, lapping at me. He growls, nipping at my clit as he parts my lips. “So fucking good,” he mutters against my cunt, and when I look down, I see his lips and chin glistening with my cream.

  “Fuck me, big boy,” I demand, and he rolls his black eyes up to mine. “You promised me orgasms.”

  He grins against me then, blowing hot air against my center, making me shiver in need. “Yes, little one, I’m going to fuck you. Right here against this wall. I want the others to hear you scream for me.”

  Groaning, I push my pussy against his face, my eyes going to Xal to see him stroking his own cock as he watches us, watches me ride Kronk’s face. “Better make it a good show then,” I purr teasingly to him.

  “Oh, I plan to, little mate,” he growls, and tosses me back to the bed where I bounce before stilling. He pounces after me, his tail skating up my thigh and then lifting between us so we can both see it. “Do you know what my tail can do, little one?”

  “No,” I reply, confused.

  He grins, flashing fang as his eyes drop to where it wiggles between us. I do the same and stare in awe as it transforms before my very eyes, turning sharp, like a blade, before it goes round and long...like a cock. He presses it to my lips then and I suck it down, licking along him and making him growl before he pulls it free and presses it to my pussy. “Want me to fuck you with it, little one?”

  Erm...is that a fucking question?

  “Only if you fuck my ass with your cock at the same time.” I grin.

  He groans, his eyes blinking closed for a moment before he opens them again, his teeth flashing as he growls low and loud. “Mine.”

  “Yours.” I nod and it ends in a scream as he pushes his tail inside me, forcing my cunt to accept it. He fucks me with it, pulling out and pushing back in and then stills.

  “I can do more,” he whispers menacingly, and my eyes fly wide as I feel it, him, change. It grows thicker, longer, filling me so completely he can’t even pull out. I scream, clawing at his chest as he growls down at me. Without even moving his tail, he flips me face first into the bed and pulls my hips back.

  He rubs his cock along my pussy, wetting his length with my cream and nudging at my clit with the head, making me moan as I rock against him, his tail filling me so completely. So fucking good.

  “Xal, let me see you,” I order with a moan, and when I roll my eyes up, he is next to the bed with his cock still in his hand. I groan, staring at it as he strokes his length, while Kronk’s cock slides along my clit before he presses it to my other hole. Kronk gives me control and lets me push back, working it inside of me at my own pace as he fucks me with his tail. It’s the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. Having his cock in my ass hurts, the pain flashing through me, he stretches me so fully. I can’t help it, it’s too much. I push towards him, needing to move so badly. He helps me with his hands on my hips, moving in soft, slow thrusts until I am pushing back, begging for more, the pain turning to pleasure once again.

  “Kronk,” I beg, and he finally starts to fuck me, pulling away just to slam back inside me, pushing me forward with the force until I’m almost touching Xal’s cock. A dirty thought comes to mind, and I dart out my tongue and lick the head of his cock, making my other mate growl.

  Xal runs his tail along the seam of my mouth, silently asking for me to open. I part my lips and he slips the head of his cock into my mouth, making me shiver between them. I suck him down fast, and he grunts and jerks closer.

  This, this is what I want. All I need now is my two other mates worshipping my breasts, but we have time for that. All our lives in fact.

  Kronk’s thrusts force Xal’s cock deeper until he hits the back of my throat, the noise of our skin slapping together mixing with their growls. I love how beastly, how hard and fucking rough they treat me. My own cream coats my thighs from how wet they make me, all my holes filled until I feel so complete, so goddamn used that I can’t take it anymore and unravel under their power.

  I explode, screaming around Xal’s cock, catching my teeth on it and making him yell as he thrusts deeper into my mouth. He stills, his warm cum shooting down my throat, giving me no choice but to swallow. Kronk grabs me, yanking my back to his front, hitting another angle as he growls dirty nothings in my ear as I shake from the aftershocks. He bands his arm around my neck, keeping me to him, restricting my air.

  Fuck, it’s too much.

  My pussy, my ass, my throat.

  With nothing else to do, I lean down and bite his arm, making him yell as he stills, filling my ass with his cum as I explode again, coming around his tail, my cunt clamping down on it and trying to keep it inside me. Breathing hard, I pull my teeth from his skin, spotting the blood welling in the teeth marks left behind, not that he seems to care.

  He rolls us sideways to the bed, his tail and cock still inside me, and cuddles into my back as Xal slips in front of me, facing me as his legs twine with mine—ours. My mates, bracketing me, protecting me, keeping me warm, our bodies sliding together.

  A grin curves my lips as I look up at Xal, my hand stroking his chest. “Think we can do that again? I only need a couple of minutes and a wash. This time it can be you in my ass and Kronk in my pussy.”

  “Little mate,” Kronk groans, burying his face in my shoulder as he shakes behind me with laughter.

  “She’s like a wild animal,” Xal muses, and I wink at him.

  “I fuck like one, yes, thank you for noticing.”

  They both groan then and I giggle, happiness unfurling in my chest. This feels right, this feels...like home.

  26

  Kronk

  Our little mate slept for a long time, only waking when we shook her and forced her to eat, and then she left to take a bath. I am waiting for her when she emerges...naked. Her skin is still covered in water, her dark hair slicked back as she saunters into the room. I lose my train of thought, forgetting what I came in here for as I eat up the sight of her body.

  My mate.

  I feel my eyes and horns darken as she grins at me, sauntering right up and plastering her body against mine. “Can I bribe you?” she a
sks, and I blink dumbly.

  “What?” is all I can say, all rational thought leaving my mind at the feel of her soft curves pressed against me.

  She drops to her knees in front of me, her mouth level with my crotch, her hands gripping my thighs. “If I suck your dick, will you take me to buy weapons?”

  “Er—” I blink. “You want to suck my dick so I will take you to buy weapons?” I repeat with a deep chuckle. I can’t help it. “Little one, you only have to ask, you don’t have to suck my dick.”

  “No?” she purrs, her voice lowering as she blinks up at me. “What if I suck your dick anyway?”

  She grips the button on my trousers, flicking it open as her hand dips inside and grabs my already hard cock as she licks her lips. “I want to taste you, feel you fucking my mouth.”

  Vekking hell, my mate is insatiable...I love it.

  She pulls my cock from my pants, licking at the tip and the pre-cum beaded there, her eyes closing as she groans low in her throat. “You taste so good,” she whispers, her tongue darting back out to try and taste more.

  Her other hand encircles the base of my cock, her small grip not even reaching around it fully, as she licks and sucks my head. I can’t look away, my legs parting to try and brace myself. She is going to wreck me, I know it. Bring me to my knees.

  She hollows her cheeks, sucking me down, her mouth so warm and tight. Fuck. I try to stay still as she pulls back slowly and swallows me down, her hand coming up and rolling my balls in her palm. My fingers tangle in her hair, twisting it as I guide her, forcing her to take me deeper as I start to thrust.

  My eyes slit half closed, unable to help myself, but I want to watch her. Her bright green eyes roll up to mine, clashing with my dark ones as she takes me all the way down. Her lips meet her other hand and she starts to make this noise...this vibration in her throat that has me grunting and jerking my hips as I fuck her mouth.

  “Little one,” I growl, twisting her hair harder, and she gasps around my cock, rocking on the floor. I smell her arousal, which only makes me speed up my thrusts. Her fingers dance across my balls again before letting go and tracing across my thighs. I growl, my fangs on display while I force her to take my length. My eyes fly wide when her finger prods my hole, and she watches me as I swallow and let her in. She dips it inside of me and my fangs cut my lips as I clench my jaw from how incredible it feels.

  Vekking hell.

  She adds another finger and starts that vibration again, and before I know it, I feel my balls pulling up, tightening, and I explode, filling her mouth with my cum. She swallows greedily, but some drips down her chin as I stumble back before dropping to my knees in front of her. Breathing hard, I watch her with wild eyes as she grins, her lips red and puffy. She lifts her hand, swipes the cum dripping there, and sucks it clean before getting to her feet and heading back into the bathroom, wiggling her tight little ass at me.

  What the flying vekk just happened?

  I’m still there when she comes out moments later and grabs some clothes, starting to get dressed. I just watch her, lost for words, and when she is done she looks at me. “Come on, big guy, we have weapons to buy, and then we are going to fuck some more.”

  Then she sings as she leaves the room skipping, leaving me gawking after her, my cock still flopping from my pants and my whole world rocked. Vekking hell. I knew having a mate would change my life, but I had no idea it would be this...this amazing and so hot.

  “Do you think I could get my axe bedazzled?” she asks me, skipping alongside me like normal, only this time her other hand is held in Ryx’s and she pulls us both. We are headed to the lotren after she convinced the others. I didn’t ask how, I had enough to deal with from my very own convincing. I huff, and Ryx and I share a grin over her head.

  “What is...bedazzling?” he questions, peering down at our little mate who is really excited to go buy weapons. It’s like she was made for us.

  “Oooh, it’s where you put glitter and gems on things to make it shine and look pretty,” she replies, still skipping along. Vrid laughs in front of us and Xal even lets out a chuckle from behind where he’s protecting our backs.

  “Er, we don’t really do that here I think,” Ryx responds, almost wincing at crushing our little mate’s dreams. She slumps for a moment before shaking it off.

  “No problem, I’ll do it myself!” she calls happily, as we head to the lotren and the kilons where we will purchase her new weapons.

  Vrid leads the way, ignoring the males at the piten as we make our way to the forger kilon, which stands farther away. The size of three normal kilons, it takes up most of the street and is filled with every kind of weapon imaginable. Our little mate pauses when she sees it and then releases our hands and dashes forward, stopping in front of the rack of weapons. Her fingers are held out like she might touch them, and her mouth makes an ‘o’ shape as her eyes widen.

  “Pretty,” she whispers. “So shiny and deadly.”

  I crowd behind her, dropping my chin on top of her head. “What do you want, little one?”

  She scans the weapons again, seemingly overwhelmed. “You liked the oprey, correct?” I inquire, and she turns and blinks up at me, so I point out the shiny weapon she admired on my Klan mate the other day with the four blades...didn’t she say axe?

  “Oprey,” she whispers, but when she grabs it she almost drops it, because the vekking thing is too big for her small hands. Defeated, she frowns and puts it back. I nod at Xal and step away. He takes my place, helping her look through them as I approach the kilon owner.

  “Do you have an oprey for a smaller hand, say a female’s?” I ask. He steps back, his face paling as his forked tongue darts out and licks at his lower lip. I can almost smell his fear.

  “I, er, I will look, one moment!” He rushes away to the stacks of weapons locked up behind him, muttering to himself. I turn to see our mate getting fitted for holders while I wait. She is grinning widely from her other mates doting on her, but in their midst she still seeks out my eyes and winks before concentrating on something Vrid is saying to her.

  The kilon owner comes back carrying something small and swathed in black material. He places it on the counter and unwraps it. “This is the smallest we carry, it is modified though. A Klan ordered it to impress their mate, but they couldn’t pay up.”

  The oprey itself is small, easily half the size of a normal one, the handle wrapped with leather to protect the wielder. It should fit our mate easily. The four blades are polished and sharp as glass, the coating itself black. “Is this nightshimmer?” I question, grinning.

  “Yes, yes,” he nods.

  Nightshimmer. Oh how our little mate will love this. She loves shiny things. The black is spattered with silver and gold flecks, made from grinding up a hard rock, and helps conceal weapons as it doesn’t reflect light, making it easier to sneak up on people. It also doubles to show how rich and powerful a Klan is. Perfect for our little mate.

  I test its weight first and try a few swings, it has good balance but feels tiny in my hands. Knowing there is only one way to properly test it, I look up and whistle to my mate. She blinks and turns to me. I beckon her over and she skips to my side, her eyes catching on the oprey and staying glued to it.

  “Test this,” I grumble at her, and she grabs it reverently. “Little one,” I warn with a huff.

  She smiles and swings it, the arc perfect. Carmen doesn’t even glance at me, her eyes remaining locked on the weapon. I turn to the kilon owner. “We will take it, and I want six narkkets in the same finish made for her hand.” I gesture at her and he nods.

  “Of course!”

  “You spoil her,” Ryx teases, leaning next to me as we watch our mate turn to Xal and show him her new weapon, pointing out the flecks to him. He nods along, indulging her as usual.

  We are just finishing up our purchase, our mate walking next to Vrid still talking about her new weapon, when two men step out of the crowd—dissolve out of it would be a more accu
rate description, since they just appear out of thin air. They lunge at our mate and try to snatch her. She twirls out of the way with the help of Ryx’s quick reflexes. I growl, leaping at them as Vrid grabs her, throwing her to Xal. With a roar, I dig my claws into their heads, smashing them together.

  Ryx guts one as I rip another to pieces. Xal stays with Carmen, defending her as the rest of us annihilate the others. A crowd is forming now, watching the show. Blood sprays as they start to scream, realising they vekked up. We kill them quickly, making a show of it to deter others from attempting to steal our mate ever again. This is just a test and a low-level Klan at that, so it is over quickly. Eyes narrowed, I look around, challenging anyone else to engage us in combat.

  Another Klan steps forward then, their bodies covered in blood from their proximity to the fight. I seek out Carmen and see her standing next to Ryx, her new oprey in hand and covered in blood. A smirk curls my lips until a call interrupts us.

  “We, Klan Narj, challenge Klan Marix to a Zarl. Winner takes the human!” one of the bastards calls out, his voice loud and clear for all to hear. I narrow my eyes, furious that I can’t kill him now and be done with it, but then excitement runs through me. I will get to rip them apart in the pit, which is even better. Klan Narj was waiting, seeing how the kidnapping attempt went, and when they realised they couldn’t win her that way, they were foolish enough to try this instead. They are either desperate or stupid...or both.

  “We, Klan Marix, accept the challenge. We fight at dawn,” I call back. The crowd thickens, all fighting to get close to the action, but Xal picks up a protesting Carmen and we barge our way out of the lotren and stomp back to our house. All of us somber, fighting back our anger, although I know tomorrow it will turn to battle rage and the ground will run red with their blood for daring to think they could take our mate.