SevenintheSky (2 page)

She didn't hesitate, slipping the shirt on and blocking her body from the view of the men who gathered in the doorway. Her wrist twinged now that the adrenaline of the crash was gone.

Razer took her hand in his and with expert moves, he wrapped it in immobilizing bio-friendly plastic. "There you go. Let me help you down." He put his hands on her waist and breathed deeply.

She shivered as his mouth traced between her neck and shoulder.

"You are a Bascu."

She nodded as the feather-light touches sent zings of sensation from her neck to nipples to the slicking folds between her thighs. A light whimper came from her throat and she leaned her head to one side.

On the ship, she had propriety and rank to hold men at bay. Here, there was no need and she had very little inclination to stop his delicate exploration.

Razer's bright blue gaze met hers with some surprise. "You welcome my advances?"

She heard a rustling at the doorway. With calm deliberation, she placed her palm against his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart beneath his skin. "I welcome an end to this biological torment. Sex is the only way to give my body what it needs so that it will stop its demands. If you are willing, I am."

A new voice from the doorway caused Razer to step back. "That is an interesting proposition, but it is cruel of you to torment us all and only reward one."

She whirled to see a male who had not been there with the others. "Who are you?"

"I am Josu. Come with me, we need a group meeting."

She blinked and took the hand held out to her. Razer followed her closely and the others grouped around them as they moved through the opulent halls to a large living area in front of a fireplace.

Skeeter had no idea what was going on, but Josu seemed to have both an idea and a plan. He sat her in a solitary chair, her legs almost the same pale colour as the shirt that covered her.

The men sat around her on couches and she could feel that all the attention was on her.

"Who are you, lady?" Josu cut right to the quick of it.

"I am Blanca Snow, but most folks call me Skeeter. I am the second-in-command of the Darkling Sorrow and have been sent here until my heat is over. That could be anywhere from days to weeks depending on my body. Not that I have any way to get back to my ship. I am sure that mine is trashed." She sat up straight with her hands on her thighs.

"Now, explain the matter of your heat and the offer you just made to Razer."

The group of gazes aimed at her suddenly went from warm to hot. "Um. I would like to be free of these constant demands of my body and the only way to get that is via sex. So, I offered to have sex with Razer."

Josu sat back, his gaze almost cruel. "We will take you up on that. We will help you end your heat and free ourselves from this wild lust at the same time. How many of us can you take at once?"

Her jaw opened in surprise at the images that flooded her mind. "Um. I don't know. I have never gone through this before. What would you recommend?" If she thought the gazes were hot before, they turned downright feral as she asked her question.

Josu swallowed and nodded, "In that case, to ease the tension immediately, three at a time should be fine and then one or two at a time as you choose after that. Is that acceptable?"

It was every Bascu woman's dream. She rubbed her suddenly sweaty palms against her thighs. "Who first and when do we start?"

The men suddenly sprang into action, finally drawing lots from a bowl. Razer was given an automatic first and two named Kenner and Maro took her by the hand and led her from the room.

Her knees were weak when she saw the huge bed, but she watched the men strip quickly before surrounding her on all sides.

She was frozen in surprise, the metal bands, scars and ridges on their flesh confirmed her conclusion that they were Regens, but instead of cooling her ardour, her body started to shake with the need to take one or more of them inside her.

Bascu women had a reputation for lewd behaviour, but with the strength of their biology behind them, they had no choice. Their bodies pushed them to mate with as many men as possible to assemble the largest collection of DNA from which to build their children. Each child that her people bore contained genetic contributions from no less than three fathers. If the mother didn't find enough donors, she simply did not bear a child.

There was a reason that the Bascu were almost extinct.

Three pairs of hands lifted the shirt from her, dragging it up and over her head. When the fabric whispered to the floor, she blushed, her chalky skin going pink all over.

She didn't have a chance to get nervous. Razer lifted her into his arms and deposited her on the bed. From three directions, they converged on her.

Her muscles had tensed, anticipating the attack, but instead, lips and fingers set about waking her nerves and arousing her senses. She closed her eyes and moaned as the delicate touches pebbled her skin, hardened her nipples and caused her sex to clench in desperation.

The first touch of a tongue lapping on her inner thigh brought her eyes wide open. She had heard of that sort of thing but had never tried it personally. "What are you doing?"

Razer lifted his head and gave her a smouldering look with his deep blue eyes. "Making sure that you don't regret your decision."

Maro leaned over her and lapped at her nipples, sucking on first one, then the other, while Kenner held her arms over her head to keep her from pushing anyone away. Kenner's lips trailed up her neck and across her cheek, settling on her lips in a slow kiss that had her shivering in his grip.

Razer advanced his caresses and when his breath reached the mouth of her sex, she squealed into Kenner's mouth and arched under them, almost throwing them off. The hot, flat press of his tongue parted her and let the slick honey of her arousal flow free.

She dimly heard the growl that preceded him cupping her buttocks and pulling her firmly into his mouth. His tongue lapped, swirled and flicked at her clit, finally joined by two long fingers.

She cried out against Kenner as she finally had something filling the void inside her. She shook, squealed and twisted as he thrust his fingers in a hard, fast beat.

Razer pulled away from her and she found herself lifted against Kenner while Razer took a position between her thighs, the head of his cock rubbing against her in a repetitive motion before he slowly, deliberately pushed inside.

She was leaning up against Kenner, his hands cupping her breasts, Maro was licking her neck and Razer started to thrust in earnest. She rocked with each hard push, Kenner's strength keeping her from sliding backward.

Her muscles tightened around him, trying to hold him within and caressed him in the most basic of reflexes. The groan and increase in his speed made her look into Razer's eyes and as his blue gaze met her black one, she shivered around him, her body milking him hard as a scream came from her throat. He was immediately following her with a grunt and a final hard shove of his hips.

The jerk of his cock inside her sent a hot shiver through Skeeter. Her first male seed to build her child was in place. She could feel her body absorbing and redistributing it.

No Bascu woman knew how many partners it would take before a pregnancy, it varied remarkably with each and every woman.

The moment that Razer withdrew, Kenner turned her in his arms and lifted her onto his lap. Behind her, she felt Maro rubbing her rear entrance with something cold and slick.

Kenner had deep mahogany skin offset by red eyes and shockingly white hair. She looked into those eyes as he lowered her onto his cock and watched his surprise when he didn't feel the slickness of being her second lover in five minutes.

It took a few jerks of his hips to get inside her. Her earlier arousal had cooled when she realized what Maro was up to. The moment that she had taken Kenner into her completely, Maro pushed up against her ass and slipped inside.

"Push against him, Skeeter."

She whimpered and followed directions, the foreign feeling of having something invading her ass shifted from a shocking burn to a subtle throb as he worked into her.

Maro cupped her breasts and pulled her back against his chest while he knelt with his cock in her ass.

She felt stuffed, Kenner in front and Maro in rear. When they started to move, her body began to shake. Every nerve inside was being stroked and caressed and she was loving every moment.

The discomfort of Maro's cock in her ass was rapidly becoming a peculiar pleasure that she was unfamiliar with.

Kenner's hands held her hips as he moved her on him with short, jerky movements culminating in his groan as he finished before she did. He remained inside her while Maro pulled her back against him, his hands kneading her breasts with his thumbs flicking her nipples in time to his thrusts.

Kenner reached between them and stroked her clit with his thumb and that last bit of stimulation was all it took for her to cum.

She squeaked as Maro pounded into her faster and harder, her body clasping and milking Kenner the whole time.

The orgasm ran through her like an electric shiver. It started where the two cocks rubbed together through her inner walls and ended with a choked cry that Kenner silenced with his own mouth. Maro bucked against her and she groaned as she felt the spurting deep inside.

As Kenner removed his mouth from hers, she blinked up into his red eyes in surprise. "That was…wonderful."

Maro removed himself with a soft kiss on her shoulder.

The peculiar feeling of emptiness was compounded when Kenner pulled free. His smile was heartfelt and he kissed the tip of her nose before he said, "A bath, I think, before the others enjoy you."

Razer agreed and lifted her off Kenner's kneeling form. "The grotto will be suitable, I think."

She relaxed in Razer's arms. Her body was humming from its activities, far from sated, but no longer threatening her sanity.

As they passed through the area where the group had been introduced to her, three men followed them down the hall.

Razer opened a huge glass door and it opened onto a stone path that led to a pool with a waterfall cascading down one side and a mossy bank on the other. Her next three lovers removed their clothing when Razer put her on her own feet. She carefully walked into the pool with her thighs shaking.

The water was surprisingly warm and went a long way to easing the ache in her limbs. The Bascu physiology did the rest. Her body wanted more and it would do whatever it took to assure that the three men watching her from the edge of the pool with hungry eyes would sate themselves within her.

As they stared she asked, "What are your names?"

"Lorik."

"Neer."

"Zeen."

Each one bowed as he introduced himself and the irony of the courtly manner while their cocks dripped with precum was not lost on her.

She gestured to the towels and beckoned them to bring some over. "I think a three on one would work well, but I need something to cushion my knees as I straddle one of you."

No sooner were the words out of her mouth than a folded towel was place on top of a wide sheet towel and hands extended to lift her out of the grotto pool.

Water left her body with a whoosh and immediately Lorik was under her, his eager cock pressing against her belly as she got situated on him.

Shyness and dignity flew far away from her. On this nameless moon with these seven willing men, she would gain the necessary cellular contributions for her child. No one would be injured and she would be on her way to rejoin her ship until her pregnancy was too advanced.

Lorik reached between them and started to stroke her, Zeen suckled at her left breast and Neer was at her right. Her arousal went from tepid to raging in under two minutes, the tugging and pulling on her breasts a pale shadow to the sensation of Zeen running his blunt nails down her spine.

Dimly, she felt herself lifted and Lorik slowly sliding into place. Zeen positioned himself behind her, sliding first one finger, then two into her ass, spreading her for him and applying a slick, cool substance to her.

He rocked into her, the pop as her muscles clamped down on the head of his cock elicited a groan from him. He slowly forged into her and she used the restricted motion of her other impalement to coax him deeper.

When he moved, he pushed her on to Lorik and he held her shoulders for her so that Neer could rub his member against her lips.

The salty, sweet taste was scented with the musk of an aroused male and she didn't hesitate to open for him so that she could suck and swirl her tongue around him.

As she relaxed and settled into working on Neer with her mouth, Zeen and Lorik started to move.

Zeen was controlling the whole event. When he thrust into her ass, she rocked forward, taking Lorik deep and Neer deeper.

They took on a rhythm of thrust, retreat, slide and thrust again. As the men grew closer to orgasm, the beat got faster. Zeen's hands were cupping her ass as his balls slapped it with every inward shove. Lorik held her up with one arm while stroking her clit with his other hand and with Zeen forcing Lorik against her g-spot, she came hard.

She screamed and bucked, feeling the cum shoot from Neer a split second before Lorik heaved upward and groaned under her. Zeen continued to spike in and out of her ass until he, too, growled and shoved into her while his cock spurted.

They clung together and panted for air, Neer sitting back with his thighs spread and his member at half-mast.

The cum that had spattered across her cheek and jaw was gone. Absorbed by her peculiar physiology and tucked away for safekeeping.

Zeen removed himself from her ass with a slow slide and she was able to lever herself off Lorik in no time, letting her body drop straight into the pool.

She held her breath for over three minutes and when a splash struck the water and legs waded toward her, she wasn't surprised. Lazily, she stood up and looked at Josu. "Hello."

"We were getting concerned. You were not coming up." His scowl seemed a permanent fixture.