Claimed by Her Mates(22)

I was on the verge of coming again, lost as I was to everything but the hands that touched me, the cock that filled me, the arousing words they murmured. It was the finger that brushed over my back entrance, at first gossamer soft, then pressing harder, that pushed me over the edge. Slick from the seed that coated me, it slipped right inside me as my whole body at first tensed, then relaxed into the pleasure that consumed me. A scream lodged in my throat, the sound trapped with the breath in my lungs. My fingers gripped the bedding, that and the hands that held my ass the only thing that kept me grounded. I was lost, flying away.

I’d never had anything in my ass before. But less than an hour on Viken and I had a cock in my pussy with a finger sliding in and out of my ass. I clenched down on both, trying to hold them inside, perhaps even pull them deeper. I felt the cock in me thicken just before I felt another burst of seed fill me. He groaned—I didn’t know who it was—and surely there would be bruises on my bottom from his hold.

A hand once again tangled in my hair, pulling my head from the bed and forcing me toward his brother, who stole my air with his kiss and shoved his tongue into my mouth just as the cock in my pussy shoved in and out of me, leaving nothing untouched. Nothing sacred. Nothing mine. This body was not mine. It belonged to them, to my mates.

My body was sated, beyond replete, but somehow they forced me to come again, a soft rolling orgasm that surprised me. I moaned at the never-ending waves of pleasure that flowed through me.

Slowly, the cock that filled me pulled out, the ring sliding once again over sensitive tissues. The finger pulled from my ass. I was left blindfolded as two large hands held me in place, softly petting my back. I was content not to move, feeling well used, yet their continued attentions comforted me.

“Good, the seed is staying in.”

I was too exhausted to even think about what they were saying. My eyes slipped shut as their hands caressed my skin, as if they couldn’t stop touching me.

“Do you think this seed will take root?”

“It can’t be that easy, can it?”

“The seed power is already working. She came when we did. Every time. The connection is strong.”

“It is her body pulling the seed into her womb.”

“Let’s keep her hips elevated for a while.”

“We do not want her to lose a drop.”

I couldn’t tell who spoke, nor did I care. I fell asleep without a concern. I had three men who wanted me, who liked me and were eager to fuck me. Perhaps being on Viken wouldn’t be so bad.





Chapter Five





Lev



While we didn’t sleep as she did, we continued to sit on the bed and touch her. Each of us dressed in turn while the other two remained with her. By tacit agreement, we didn’t want to leave her alone, untouched, even for a minute. I could feel the connection we now shared keenly. It was as if a part of me, which I hadn’t even known was lost, had been found. The idea of her being separated from me was too appalling to consider. While the seed power had evolved in our race to bind a female to us, the strength of its effect on me was enough to make both my chest and my cock ache. My cock throbbed, ready to take her again.

But that would have to wait. Whether it was the transport from Earth or the fucking, she was exhausted. Her red lashes fanned pale cheeks as she lay on her stomach, ass raised in the air. Red handprints marked her pale skin, a temporary sign of our dominance.

It was difficult not to take her again, for her lush ass and very pink, very swollen pussy were on perfect display. Only a little bit of seed clung to her folds. Keeping her hips elevated had certainly worked in keeping our mixed seed deep inside her womb to ensure not only that she would be bred quickly, but that the seed power would overtake her. I wanted to stroke my cock again, to take it in hand and release my seed onto her pale skin, to spread my essence and my scent over every inch of her body, to make her mine and mine alone.

But that would not make her happy; she needed all three of us to fuck her, to mark her with our seed. She liked being taken gently. She liked having her pussy eaten. She liked a hard fuck. She was indeed matched to all three of us. I could see the same raging desire, the same protective urges in my brothers that I now felt for this woman. She had reacted to each of us in turn, a wild and wanton lover, eager for all three of our cocks. We would each die to protect her, and that was not a vow a warrior took lightly.

Shouting from outside the building was the first indicator that something was not right. We tensed, our postures ready, our minds shifting focus to possible danger. Drogan went to the window and looked out. “Arrows. They are firing arrows.” The first explosion woke our mate and she shifted on the bed. Drogan spun on his heel and stared at me, his eyes narrow, his jaw clenched. “Why the fuck is Sector Two attacking Viking United?”