“Umm…” she muttered, the only sound she could make with her mouth so full. She couldn’t even begin to describe how incredibly amazing it felt to have her body streaming with their cum. Stefon tensed and cried out, his salty essence pouring into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed it all down, her throat working until every last drop was gone.
“By severn, that was incredible,” Bannor growled, his voice hoarse and hard. He slowly pulled from her aching body, smoothing her hair from her face, and Tempos followed suit, gingerly withdrawing his spent tool from her soaked ass.
“Mmm,” she murmured, sudden exhaustion setting in and threatening to close her eyelids. She managed a smile. “It was. When do we get to do it again?”
Bannor chuckled, but his response was lost in the fog that rose to claim her, swiftly dragging her into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter Ten
Some countless hours later, Cindra opened her eyes to see the soft, familiar pinks and creams of her on-ship bedroom. The soft down comforter covered her nude body, and her Spygians were stretched out in twos on either side beside her.
Stefon had carried her to her chambers earlier, followed closely by Bannor, Devan and Tempos. They’d filled the tub and enjoyed a slow, leisurely bath with her. After taking turns laving her sore femininity, stroking and plunging their tongues deep within her heat until she’d come apart once again, they’d led her into the bedroom, where they’d proceeded to love her over and over. At some point she’d fallen into another senseless sleep.
She stretched her aching body, wincing at the twinges between her thighs and the screaming sensation in her leg muscles. She’d never imagined it was possible to be loved so thoroughly and completely. And the things they’d done to her…
Cindra blushed at the memory of Bannor and Stefon taking their turns plunging their rods into her ass while she’d sat impaled on Devan’s hard tool. Who would have imagined she’d find that so pleasurable? That, and the feeling of their release pulsing into her pussy. Her ass. Down her throat.
She shivered as her lascivious thoughts sparked a fresh round of aftershocks throughout her body. She was beginning to think she could never get enough of her mates.
From beside her she heard a soft, throaty rumble. She turned her head to see Bannor lying at her right side. His eyes fluttered open and locked on her. Smiling, he lifted his arms overhead for a slow stretch.
“How are you, beloved?” he murmured in a low tone.
“Never better.” Flipping over so that she half inclined over his body, she rested her head on one hand and gave him a sultry smile. “I didn’t even know half those things we did were possible.”
Bannor grinned. “You’ve much to learn yet.”
He was right, and the thought of that made her shiver in anticipation. Lifting her hand, she trailed her fingers down his bare chest. His gleaming muscles flexed at her touch, igniting yet another wave of lust within her. Lords, but she was turning out to be a veritable slut, at least when it came to her men.
Before she could say anything, sudden static cut into the room and the ship’s monotone voice sounded out. “Attention crew, we are receiving a communication request from the neighboring Spygian ship. Attention crew, we are receiving a communication request from the neighboring Spygian ship…”
“Inara,” Cindra murmured, beginning to rise. Bannor wordlessly stopped her, reaching out to grasp her hand and press it harder onto his chest.
“Communication request granted,” he rumbled authoritatively.
Cindra vaguely noted the rest of the men beginning to stir as the static took over once again. A moment later Inara’s cheery voice sounded over the intercom.
“Cindra, are you there?”
“I’m here,” Cindra replied, a wave of relief buffeting her body at her cousin’s voice. She still couldn’t believe they’d found each other after all this time.
“How’d you sleep?”
Cindra gave a bemused blink. “What time is it?”
Inara laughed. “Ten hours into the morning.”
Morning? Goodness, she hadn’t even realized an entire night had passed. Her cheeks grew heated as she responded, “Fine.”
“I wanted to know if you’d like to come aboard our ship for breakfast. We can talk some more.”
Grinning, Cindra looked at Bannor.
“That sounds good, but maybe we should make it a short breakfast.” When Inara remained silent, obviously awaiting her reasoning, she added, “I think it’s past time we start heading home.”
Four pairs of startled eyes focused on her. Yes, her mates were clearly awake now.
“Home?” Bannor said softly.
“To Spygia.”
Silent shock permeated the room. After a moment of silence, Inara’s amused voice sounded again.
“I take it you thought about what I told you yesterday and decided action was in order?”
Giggling, Cindra said, “Yes.”
Inara let out a long, slow laugh. “In that case, let’s get these ships moving. We’ll follow you back. As for breakfast…hell, it can wait ‘til tomorrow. Something tells me you and your mates need some alone time together.”
Cindra’s blood heated at the knowing tone of her cousin’s voice, but she couldn’t deny it either. She let her gaze wander to each and every one of her mates, who gazed upon her with love and happiness. They had well and truly claimed her and she’d loved every moment of it.
“Oh, and Cindra?” Inara said.
Bringing her attention back to the conversation, Cindra said, “Yes?”
“Smart girl.”
Cindra grinned at that. “I know.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow, cousin.”
Glancing down at Bannor, Devan, Stefon and Tempos, Cindra let out a choked laugh. “Well…maybe the day after that.”
After all, she and her Spygians had a lot of bonding to do.
And there wasn’t a moment to waste.