Creations Collection 1: sci fi alien romance

by Marie Harte

  Nu moved to go to her side, but Set stopped him. “She’ll be fine.”

  Rafe raised a brow as they waited. After a moment, Ryen stomped away from Anin, leaving her with Dreyk, another friend. Ryen, he noted, headed straight for them.

  “I can’t wait,” Nu murmured, clenching his fists.

  “Easy,” Set tried, but his blood was pumping all the same. Though he was mellow by Nu’s standards, Set was completely Ragga. His blood ran hot at thoughts of a fight.

  “You two.” Ryen towered over them. Hell, he towered over everyone in attendance. The crowd gave him a wide berth, their eyes fastened to the male’s form. He had muscles on top of muscles, but his midnight blue eyes and golden pupils proclaimed him Anin’s relation without question.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” Nu growled. “I don’t remember sending an invite.”

  “Someone in your family has manners. Nala Fas. Your sister?” Ryen nodded to their mother standing with their fathers.

  “My mother, asshole.”

  Ryen’s eyes widened. “That’s your mother?”

  Rafe whistled until Erin elbowed him in the stomach. “Damn, guys. I didn’t know your mother was so—I mean, that your women had children so young.”

  “She’s two hundred years old,” Set said. “But don’t tell her I told you.”

  “Wow.” Erin gave her mate a sly grin. “And here Rafe is always saying how immature you two are. But I’m betting you’re both older than him.”

  Set and Nu glared at Rafe, who held his hands up in a gesture of peace. “Hey, my words were taken out of context. What can I say?”

  “Never mind that. I want to know how these two druns managed to seduce my sister.” Ryen glared, his hands on his hips.

  Dreyk chose that moment to join them, leaving Anin with Nala. “What did I miss?” Rafe’s right hand man and apparently Ryen’s mate, the male had an easy-going temper and was hell on the ladies, or at least, he used to be.

  “I hear you’ve mated,” Set said to Dreyk. He met Nu’s gaze and hid a smile before turning back to Dreyk. “Should I say congratulations or I’m sorry?”

  Ryen growled, and Nu snickered.

  “Oh, that’s right. You mated Ryen. Congrats.”

  Nu chuckled, full-out laughter that only increased as Ryen glowered.

  Dreyk coughed to hide his own laughter. “Relax, Ryen. I swear, you’re begging for a fight. Tone it down.” The surge of pheromones in the air froze their small circle. “I said tone it down.”

  Dreyk’s harsh tone had a surprising result.

  Ryen flushed, and the scent around them faded. “Sorry.”

  “And?” Dreyk prodded.

  “Congratulations on marrying Anin,” he mumbled, then leaned closer. “So help me, if you hurt one hair on her precious head, I’ll annihilate you both.”

  “Is it me, Nu? Or is his vocabulary getting better?” Set feigned surprise. “Annihilate? Looks like Dreyk’s rubbing off on you. Good man.” Set pounded Dreyk’s shoulder.

  Dreyk rolled his eyes, but Ryen answered with surprising humor. “Oh, he’s rubbing off on me all right.” He chuckled at Dreyk’s flush, and Set couldn’t help staring at a warrior he’d never known to smile, much less laugh.

  Set swore. “Hell. This is a night for miracles. Rafe has a mate ten times more beautiful than he’ll ever be. Ryen can say big words, and Dreyk’s blushing. What do you know, Nu? There is a miracle around every corner.”

  The others laughed, even Ryen. When Anin joined them, she took her husbands by the hand and pulled them together. “What did I miss?”

  “Nothing more than one of your new husbands insulting everyone with surprising wit. I’m surprised, though,” Rafe said on a chuckle. “I thought my brother called you two the rock heads.”

  “Catam,” Nu muttered, “is an ass.”

  Set silently agreed. He trusted Catam of Mardu with his life, and the man had incredible fighting skills. But he loved poking fun at the Raggas, knowing their captain wouldn’t let Nu and Set take him apart. Still, Set missed their crew. They were family, if an extended part.

  “Where is he?” Rafe looked around. “Hell, where’s the rest of your crew?”

  “Last I heard, Catam was trying to make peace between his wife and your mother.” Set smirked. “Good thing we won’t be having that problem. Our mother loves Anin.”

  “She does at that.” Nu nodded with pride.

  “Lurin and Mara are somewhere in space; you know how that goes,” Set continued. Their captain had mated a male with amazing powers. He was Thesha, and as such was hunted throughout the System by those that actually believed his kind existed. Like Anin, he kept his nature hidden. He and the captain had gone to his homeworld for a visit, wherever that was.

  “Right.” Rafe cleared his throat. He knew all about Lurin, probably through his annoying brother, Catam. “So what’s next for you three? You going back to Mara’s Light?”

  “I don’t know.” Set squeezed Anin’s arm. “It all depends on what our mate wants.”

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  Ryen seemed to relax at that statement.

  “I want,” Anin paused when all eyes fixed to her.

  “Go ahead, Meena.” Nu kissed the top of her head. “We don’t care either way.”

  “I want you two to keep bounty hunting. At least until we decide to have, ah, you know.” She patted her belly.

  “Good plan.” Set liked the way she thought. Mara’s Light was big enough to accommodate the crews’ growing families, though he wondered how much longer Catam would serve. His wife and growing twin girls made his life aboard the ship difficult. When Set’s trio had young, Set planned to start a ranch here with Nu and Anin, provided Anin agreed of course. Nu and he had always intended to retire on Ragga, with their family close.

  “Ah, speaking of children. Anin, could I have a moment?” Dreyk asked.

  Puzzled, Set watched her step out of hearing distance with Dreyk. When he would have followed, Ryen stepped forward.

  “Give them a moment. It’s okay,” he said gruffly, reading Set’s concern.

  Erin agreed. “Yeah. He’s offering something very precious. Please, give him a moment.” She stared at Rafe with longing, and he sighed.

  “I said I was thinking about it. You know I’m going to agree eventually. Just let it sink in a while longer, okay?”

  She beamed and kissed him. Set had no idea what the hell they were talking about, but when Anin returned with Dreyk at her side, she seemed fine.

  “Dreyk, you are such a kind man. I truly thank you.”

  “What the hell are you all talking about?” Nu asked, tense.

  “Nothing we need to worry about.” Anin smiled. “Now isn’t it about time to start our bonding ceremony?”

  “In private,” Nu and Set said together, aware of past public observances.

  “Oh, one of those.” Erin leered at Set and Nu, until Rafe distracted her with a kiss that turned carnal.

  Ryen hid his eyes behind a large hand, but Dreyk whispered something in his ear that had him flushing.

  “Congrats, guys. We’ll see you later.” Dreyk took Ryen’s hand, and the two vanished.

  Nu frowned. “I thought micro-teleporters were illegal.”

  “Try telling Dreyk that,” Rafe said when he came up for air. “We’ll leave you three to your fun, but we’re hanging around until tomorrow. I haven’t been to Ragga in a long time, and Erin’s never been. See you at the morning meal.”

  He and Erin walked away.

  The traditional morning meal as husbands and wife would serve as their first official appearance as mates. Set couldn’t wait, but more, he wanted to cement his bond to his female. Right the fuck now.

  “I can’t wait any longer,” Nu panted as he kissed Anin hard. “I’m ready to take her right here.”

  “Hell no, you won’t.” Set drew Anin to his side. “You want any of these Raggas feasting on Anin’s beauty? You want them to watch her come, to smell her scent
when she’s tight around my cock?”

  “Your cock?” Nu whispered harshly. “I don’t think so.”

  “Mates? Sirs?” Anin’s eyes sparkled. “Could we please argue about it naked, preferably in a bed?”

  Set took her arm. He hustled her to his mother and fathers, made the requisite farewells, and sat Anin in the small bridal carriage they’d commissioned for this day. Drawn by two large raks, it was open-aired with a bench big enough to seat the three of them comfortably.

  Nu joined them, and they left for their home some distance away. Until their fathers finished the longhouse, they would spend their time apart. Set actually preferred it that way. He still wanted the privacy he and Nu needed to fully bond with Anin. In fact, he thought his fathers might be deliberately moving slowly to give them more time.

  Nu took the reins and drove them while Set studied Anin.

  “Are you happy, Meena?” He gripped her hand, loving how she felt.

  “More than I can say.” She leaned over to kiss him, and like that, her scent exploded on his tongue. “Mmm. I’ve waited so long.”

  “Five days is not so long,” Nu refuted, then swore when her hand found his lap. “Then again, my mother has never been one to hurry a feshwa.”

  “I think it’s wonderful that she wanted to make my dress.” Anin squeezed Nu, then turned her attention to Set. “But I’m so hungry.” She licked her lips and fixated on Set’s crotch. “Sir, would you please pull your trousers apart?”

  Set wanted to refuse, to save his seed for their joining. But when Anin got that look on her face, he was lost. “Here? Now? What if someone sees?” He couldn’t care less, but he thought others watching might deter her.

  “I don’t care.”

  “I’m not going to last if you keep this up, Meena,” Nu rasped when she stroked him again.

  “Your turn’s coming. Now, Sir,” she said to Set. “Pull out that fat, juicy cock for your servant, please.”

  Set groaned. He loved it when she talked dirty. He angled up, his shaft full, his balls aching. As she leaned down to take him in her mouth, he remembered just a week ago when she’d done the same to Nu.

  “She has one helluva mouth, eh?” Nu grinned, apparently remembering the same.

  “Fuck. Anin, Meena, slow down. Our bonding is so close...” He grunted when she pulled hard with her mouth and let loose an abundance of perfume. “Shit.” He moaned his release and shot hard down her throat.

  Anin swallowed him until he could barely breathe.

  “Man, you are so easy—” Nu started before she put her hand down his trousers. He automatically spread his thighs, and Set watched her pump him a few times, her scent drenching the air, before Nu swore and stiffened. The wet spot on his trousers told its own story.

  “You were saying?”

  Nu’s red face and heavy breathing amused him, but not as much as his meena sucking her fingers.

  Set forced a frown. “Now it’s your turn. I don’t believe we told you we wanted to come.”

  She pouted, her full lips making his stomach clench all over again. Damn, the woman gave great head.

  “Straddle my lap, standing, and lift your skirt,” Set commanded.

  “Good. Give her a few licks for me, too.” Nu glared at her, but Set knew he did it to fire her up. Anin loved Nu’s mean side.

  “Now put your fingers inside yourself.” Set loved the way her mouth went slack and her eyes fogged with lust. “Rock over your knuckles. That’s it.” Watching Anin get off made his entire day. “Tell me, sweet. Are you wet? What do you want?”

  “I want you inside me,” she moaned. “Both of you. In my pussy, my ass, my mouth. I want to taste you all over again.”

  Nu groaned and wiped his forehead.

  Set gritted his teeth, aware he was as hard now as he’d been before. Fuck, he was never going to last to the house.

  “Nu, drive faster.” He propped his hands under her ass to hold her upright. “Anin, wrap those legs around my neck. I want pussy in my face.”

  She hurried but wasn’t fast enough. Set slapped her ass and heard his brother groan and adjust his trousers. Anin lifted her dress higher, exposing nude flesh.

  When Anin’s pussy neared, he gripped her hard to hold her in place and began to feast. “Now, come.” In no time, his meena climaxed. He swallowed a torrent of cream and shoved his tongue inside her as far as it would go. By Vas’s balls, the woman tasted so damn good.

  “My turn when we get home.” Nu sounded strained. “Almost there.”

  Set spent the remainder of the trip leisurely consuming his bride. He licked her clit, played with her ass and forced her to bare her breasts so he could suck them until she teetered on another orgasm. Then he let her go, only to amp her up all over again.

  When Nu finally pulled into their barn, all three of them were worn ragged.

  “All I know is that in about five seconds I’m going to be cramming my cock in some hot pussy,” Nu growled before shoving his tongue down Anin’s throat.

  “What a romantic.” Set rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t fault Nu’s enthusiasm. He’d revved his own engines after licking Anin.

  They hurried through the house, downstairs into Nu’s bedroom, which held the majority of the toys they played with. There, he and Nu stripped.

  The had Anin undress last.

  “Take it slow,” Nu ordered.

  “Tease us. Show us what we own,” Set added, his voice hoarse. They were finally going to claim her. Bond with her now, forever.

  Anin pushed the feshwa off her shoulders, letting it collect over her breasts. Holding it there plumped her breasts together, and Set wanted nothing more than to suck her nipples, to bite them until she cried out for mercy. His responsive wife loved to be taken, and he had no intention of disappointing her, not today of all days.

  The gown dropped to her hips. Her creamy skin flashed with pink and gold lights, obvious signs of her arousal, as if her scent wasn’t enough to tell them what she wanted.

  “So beautiful,” Nu breathed.

  “So ours,” Set added, overwhelmed with feeling.

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  Anin let the dress fall. She wore nothing underneath, and knowing it only made Set that much harder. Set nudged Nu to move to the bed, and Nu nodded, knowing without words how to take their mate.

  “Come here, Anin.” Set waited for her. He’d always wait for her. “Are you ready to give yourself totally to your husbands? To love your mates as much as they love you?”

  “Yes. I need you both, so much.”

  Set kissed her, holding nothing back. Anin trembled against him, her breasts scoring his chest with those aroused tips. His cock rubbed her belly, needing more, needing heat.

  He broke the kiss and bent her over the bed away from him. “Suck your master’s cock.”

  Nu lay on the bed, his body ready, his heart there in his eyes for all to see. Opening her mouth, Anin breathed over Nu’s cock before taking him deep in her mouth.

  He groaned, thrusting up, as if unable to help himself. Set well knew the feeling. When Anin seemed to be enjoying herself a bit too much, Set pulled her back.

  “Not so fast, Meena.” He rubbed his fingers in her slit, not surprised to find her dripping wet. Further proof she was meant for them. Her body recognized her lovers. Her clit was hard and growing harder while he played. “Straddle your master. Put him inside you now.”

  In the middle of the bed, Anin knelt on either side of Nu’s torso and lowered herself. Nu held his cock, groaning as she sank over him.

  “No,” he gasped. “Don’t move that pussy. Lie down. I want a kiss.”

  She leaned toward his mouth, stretching along his body and opening up that hole Set had every intention of plundering.

  While Nu and Anin kissed, Set moved between his brother’s widespread legs and homed in on his wife’s tight ass. Unable to wait, Set licked her rim.

  “Oh,” she moaned before Nu drew her back into his kiss.

  Set pla
yed with her, licking her asshole before kissing his way up her ass to the small of her back. He moved away to grab some lube and spread it all over his finger. Then he pushed it into her damp sheath, pleased when she gripped him tightly.

  “Pull up,” he commanded, and when she didn’t move fast enough, he gripped her ribs in a hug and separated her from Nu. Pulling her off him, he kept her on her knees. “Stay right there.”

  Nu’s cock was wet and thick, and Set knew he needed to hurry before his brother lost his wits. Set greased his shaft, using some of Anin’s cream to coat his fingers as he painted himself with her desire. Lowering her back over Nu, he pushed her down.

  “Now I’m going to finish this.” He covered her over Nu, slowly entering that tight hole. “So fucking hot.” Though it nearly killed him, he pushed with care, heeding her intakes of breath and pleasured groans.

  When he was fully seated, he felt Nu tremble below him. He met his brother’s gaze over Anin’s shoulder, could feel the love flowing freely among them all, and knew a moment so perfect he never wanted it to end.

  “We love you, Anin,” they said as one.

  And then they began to move.

  Having together fucked women in the past, they knew how to provide Anin with pleasure. Her body gave easily, built for them. They increased the pace and the roughness of the taking, knowing how much she liked it.

  “Please. I’m so full.” She keened as Set dug inside her, feeling his brother through her thin flesh. He’d heard stories from his fathers, of how mating could tie souls together. But he hadn’t fully understood the concept until this minute. Now, like this, he and Nu were one person. One man loving their woman—the key to their happiness and their future.

  As they loved her, Set promised to always put her first, to care for his family before everything else. He knew that in time, he and Nu could help Anin be truly free, a woman no longer afraid to say and do what she wanted. To heal her as she’d healed Nu.