Alien Salvation (24 page)

Instead he straightened, standing at
his full height. Lindsey whimpered to be cheated of the near
climax. He grinned down at her. “You want, Lindsey?”

“You know I do. Stop teasing me,
Vax!”

His eyes narrowed, and she went very
still at the cold look he gave her. “I do what I wish with my
Matara.”

“Yes, my Imdiko.” The words fell out
without her thinking about them.

She barely breathed as he closed the
distance between them until his twin prods nudged her orifices. He
crept closer, his sexes stealing into her so gradually she thought
she might go mad from the anticipation. Her hips lifted slightly,
and all three men growled at her.

“Be still,” Bacoj ordered.

Lindsey whimpered, but something in her
went obedient when they were like this, something that wanted to be
told what to do and submit without struggle. Despite the agony of
the tormentingly gradual penetration, she went limp in their arms.
They growled again, but this time the sound was approving. She
warmed at the praise.

This really is where I
belong.

* * * *

Vax took his time, his gaze centered on
where he slowly infused Lindsey’s body with his own. What he wanted
to do was take her hard and fast, satisfying the need that made his
groin ache. But like a sauce that needed to simmer over low heat,
he knew gratification, both his and hers, would be that much more
delicious for the delay. He just hoped his clanmates would be
patient enough with their urges to grant him the preparation
time.

Lindsey was quiescent for now, but her
panting told him she hovered on the edge. The stark need on her
face made his cock twitch. She was so beautiful, his little Earther
Matara. Even wan from grief and thin from near starvation, Lindsey
was the most precious thing he’d ever known. He enjoyed seeing her
respond to him, how she succumbed to his gentle domination. He
couldn’t imagine a woman of his own species meeting his needs
better.

Vax continued to slide delicately into
her warm, grasping sex and the tight embrace of her back passage,
watching himself disappear into her hearth. Taking her so slowly
emphasized his mastery over her, something a nurturing Imdiko
rarely had the opportunity to enjoy. Especially one of his youth.
Her labia was swollen, tight around his girth. Her clit had emerged
from its hood, begging to be touched again. Soon, precious. But not
until you’re so crazed for release that you scream for
it.

At last his glistening members were
fully embedded within Lindsey, claiming her. She moaned, her eyes
beseeching him as he held still, feeling how her hearth flexed
around his thrumming sexes. Seeing her so helpless and vulnerable,
unable to claim pleasure or deny him his, made him want to shelter
and master her all at once.

“What are you thinking?” Japohn asked
in their tongue, his voice quiet.

“That I’ve never loved anyone so
much.”

Without waiting for a reaction, he
slowly pumped his hips against Lindsey’s, watching himself emerge
and refill her. He was dimly aware of his clanmates exchanging a
glance, but it was unimportant what they thought of his heartfelt
statement.

“Look, Lindsey,” he said. “Watch me
make you take love.”

Her whimpers grew louder as she did as
he told her. She tightened, coiling around his slowly thrusting
staves, her arousal growing. Vax kept his pace deliberate,
maintaining her near the detonation point without letting her
ignite. She began to gasp with agonized desire.

“Vax, please.”

Her tone of voice was satisfyingly
needy, but it wasn’t quite enough. He wanted more. He placed his
palm on her mound, feeling the soft chestnut curls. He rubbed in a
slow, circular motion, careful to avoid her straining, swollen
clit.

“Vax.” His name was spoken with a sob.
He could see the careful control she cultivated dissolving. He
caressed a breast, still flushed from Bacoj’s earlier attentions.
Her body was tensing as desire clenched her hard.

He angled his next thrust to drive
against the front of her sheath. Lindsey’s breath caught, and her
eyes flew wide. Vax waited until the near climax retreated, leaving
her shaking with denied satisfaction. Her cry of protest was loud,
but not quite the unrestrained shriek he wanted. He pinched her
nipples hard, and she wailed again.

“Vax, please! Please!”

He thrust against the nest of nerves
within her hot passage again. Just once, enough to almost bring her
again. She went rigid, and for an instant Vax thought he’d pushed
her too hard and she was going to come. But instead she hung on the
precipice for a few moments before the intensity ebbed enough for
her to realize she was going to be denied again.

Then she did scream. His name pealed
from her lips again and again, raw desperation in every cry. She
struggled against Bacoj and Japohn, but they held her still. Vax
noticed both men were so hard their cocks curved up to meet their
stomachs.

“You orgasm now,” Vax said. He wasn’t
sure she heard him over her shrieks, but that didn’t matter. His
own need had become painful. He’d tortured them all long
enough.

He pinched her nipple again,
simultaneously rubbing his thumb over her engorged clit and ramming
his lengths hard and fast into her grasping core. Lindsey’s screams
became deafening as her overwrought body finally found the
cataclysm it had fought for. She spasmed hard all around him, her
sex a tight fist that milked his flesh, tearing his seed from his
loins. Vax roared as climax ripped through him, wringing him dry of
everything he had. The sensation of erupting came from the top of
his head to his fingertips and toes. Electric pulses traveled the
length of his body.

He sagged against the side of the
shower stall, his knees trembling with weakness. From far away, he
heard Bacoj say, “Damn it, Vax, did you have to take all of us with
you? Now I’ll have to wait until I recover for my turn.”

“Bad Imdiko. Bad!” Japohn’s laughter
was breathless.

Vax looked up at them, feeling a rush
of pride at the respectful looks they gave him. Lindsey was limp in
their arms, her eyes closed, tiny whimpers escaping her parted
lips. Her sheath still offered small spasms as she came down from
bliss.

“That’s how you make love to a Matara,”
Vax gasped. He reached up and turned off the water. The water tank
indicator read nearly empty.

He planted a kiss on Lindsey’s lips,
and her face lit in a soft smile. Vax carefully pulled free of her
before opening the stall door and staggering to the bed mat to
crash on its surface.

* * * *

Lindsey shuddered in Bacoj and Japohn’s
arms as they dried her off and carried her to the bed where Vax was
recovering. She’d been torn apart by rapture and felt as if she
might never come down from the high. It was like being on another
plane of existence. Her mind was floating even as the convulsions
of pleasure still softly ebbed and flowed through her
womb.

“Her stomach,” Bacoj told Japohn. “I
owe her discipline still.”

His words brought a fresh thrill. She’d
forgotten the delayed spanking Bacoj had promised several nights
ago.

She remained limp as they settled her
on the mat’s surface. She still drifted in that serene space in her
mind, languorous in the continued pulses of desire. No one had
bitten her, yet she was in the thrall of a quiet euphoria that
didn’t wane as strong hands on her ankles pulled her legs apart.
Japohn’s bulk settled next to her, and his breath was warm in her
ear. “You lie still for dulma. Accept punishment.”

“Yes, my Nobek.” Her voice was a
singsong.

His hand wriggled beneath her, working
between her body and the mattress she laid on. When his fingers
closed over her clit, she sighed at the clench of her sex. Pleasure
lapped over her in warm waves.

“Out of senses from love,” she heard
Bacoj observe. “She enjoy discipline.”

“Serve her well,” Japohn chuckled. His
fingers were slippery as he continued to work her sensitive
flesh.

The first blow of Bacoj’s spanking,
despite landing squarely on her buttocks, warmed her from head to
toe. She moaned pleasure, her sex gushing thick honey on Japohn’s
fingers. He growled appreciatively. “Soon make hard
again.”

Lindsey didn’t reply. The meaty smacks
on her ass continued, providing much more pleasure. The intense
sensation didn’t register as pain at all. In her continued
blissed-out state, it fed into a sense of wonderful delight that
grew with every sharp strike. Japohn’s knowing touch strengthened
the pleasure, driving her towards exultation. She gripped the
bedding as a wave of pure feeling swept through her body. Her
groans took on a throaty quality.

“I think she climax like this.”
Japohn’s voice was awed.

“Pleasure, Lindsey,” Bacoj encouraged,
spanking her harder and faster. “Do pleasure now.”

As if his words threw a switch, her
abdomen clenched tight, then a thunderclap of release reverberated
through her body. She gasped and groaned as it rolled over her,
sending her hurtling into the heavens where another starburst
enfolded her in ecstatic embrace. It was as if she could feel her
earthbound body, but was at the same time removed from
it.

I’ve reached this point in meditation a
few times, she thought. Despite the cacophony of orgasm riding her
body, her mind was clear and quiet. Peaceful.
Transcendent.

She was still in that uplifted state
when Japohn and Bacoj raised her up between them. They kneeled
facing each other. Japohn entered her from the front as Bacoj
filled her back passage. Slick with juices, they slid in and out of
her fonts in perfect rhythm. Lindsey felt them rub against one
another through the thin wall that separated the two men. She rose
and fell over their eager flesh, her thoughts calm even as her body
rioted at the continued fulfillment. The hard bodies encased her
safely as her mind floated free. Every orgasm that roared through
her senses only gentled her mental state further. The chaos of
physical rapture fed the tranquility of nirvana realized. They took
her farther than she’d ever been before.

Lindsey’s continuous spasms were
bringing the men close to their own paradise, and she urged them
on, willing them to join her in her heavenly state. She reached
behind to grasp Bacoj’s hips, pushing to drive herself harder
against their thick staves. She licked and nibbled Japohn’s flesh,
biting harder when her nips produced moaning growls from his
throat. He responded to her punishment by pounding into her
mercilessly, which encouraged Bacoj to do the same.

Lindsey felt she entered their
consciousnesses, riding along as they approached climax. Japohn’s
body was a riot of pleasured agony, the intensity of feeling her
clutching warmth driving him with ruthless desire. It was all
animal instinct, the fierce imperative to fill her belly with his
seed, to rut until the beast within had fully claimed his
mate.

With Bacoj, his focus was less animal,
more laserlike in its intensity. He was seduced by her accepting
softness and felt the need to prove to her his strength as a man.
With assured power, he established his mastery by serving her
needs. He was at once dominant and provider. His lovemaking was a
testament the dichotomy of giving and taking all at
once.

They were both approaching their ends
and Lindsey opened her body and consciousness wide to receive their
offerings. Bacoj went first, his cry a symphony to her ears. She
felt every pulse with him as if it was her own, the thrilling force
of sending his juices into her dark passage in thick bursts. Then
Japohn’s bass roar joined his cries, his loins clenching for an
excruciating instant before his seed poured heavily into her womb,
marking her as his, his, his. Lindsey’s ringing soprano rose high
above the music as she experienced the glory of their orgasms mixed
with hers.

They tumbled into a heap, gasping with
satiety. Lindsey’s mind retreated from her mates, from that
euphoria state and returned to the solidity of her body. She
sighed, reluctantly allowing the otherness of heightened
consciousness to recede.

“Thank you,” she whispered, knowing the
others wouldn’t comprehend what she was so grateful for.

“Beautiful, Lindsey,” Bacoj whispered
back. “We love you. We do what’s right.”

* * * *

Lindsey fell asleep, her lips curved in
a soft smile. As soon as her breathing deepened, Bacoj rose from
the sleeping mat and gestured for the other two men to follow him
to the seating area. Vax jumped up, his disposition sunnier than
ever. Japohn joined them around the low table, his movements slow
with obvious dread.

After everyone was seated on a cushion
Bacoj addressed the most immediate concern. “How is your
arm?”

Vax flexed the straightened limb. “Very
good.” He looked at his clanmates and sobered immediately. “What’s
wrong?”

“We have to discuss what to do about
Lindsey.”

“What do you mean?”

Japohn’s growly voice strove to be
gentle. “Sarod believes we should give her up to another clan, one
befitting her status as the Empress’ sister.”