Cosmic Bounty(7)

He ran the instrument over her trembling body, concern evident on his features.

“The scan shows no sign of illness.”

“I can’t be what you want,” she squeaked, struggling to keep her fear and panic under control.

Understanding suddenly lit his features. “I have seen this look before.” Ric lowered his large frame onto the bed, tossing his instrument aside, leaning over her. “It is fear I see in the eyes of our enemy, when we engage them in battle. Tell me what it is which frightens you so? How can I ease your fear?”

In a surprising tender move, he scooped her up, laying her against his chest, cradling her in his arms. His hands stroked down over her hair, her back and up her arms. The warmth of his body felt comforting and made her feel so safe, she couldn’t help but soften in his arms. She rested her head against his hard chest and breathed in a divinely masculine scent.

Her body tingled while he stroked his hand down her back. Despite his action being one of comfort, her skin heated, making it sensitive to his slightest touch. Her breasts felt heavy, and her nipples tightened into hard buds. They ached with a need to be touched, petted and pinched.

She was unable to stop the way her lower stomach clenched, nor the moisture gathering in between her thighs, readying her body to take a long, hard cock. Oh my! Confusion clouded her mind, not knowing if she should continue to fight her body’s reactions, especially when it felt so good.

Kat forced herself to hold in her moan, when his hand brushed against the side of her braless breast.

Oh god, how could her body react on such a volatile level to a simple touch? What was wrong with her? Perhaps there was something in the alien food or air which affected her libido.

Four.

The word still bounced around her brain. Fuck four big, alien men? Could she? Dare she?

She struggled to keep her mind focused.

“You want … want me to sleep with all four of you?”

“This is your fear? Having all of us to pleasure you?”

“Pleasure me? I … we … I mean, we don’t do such a thing on my world. Only one lover is enough to deal with.”

“So, you have had lovers?”

“Well yes, I was married once, but … but … you can’t just expect me to have sex with all of you!”

“I know you are frail. I will instruct my brothers to be gentle with you. I will take an oath only to bring you pleasure, and I know my brothers will abide by it, as soldiers and Demos men of honor.”

Kat was certainly certifiable to be even thinking of having sex with one, let alone four aliens. She pulled back to look up at him.

“How does it work, um, in your world, having only one woman. Do you take turns?”

“Yes, one of us is always with our female. She is never alone, never unguarded, and there are times when we share in the pleasure.”

“Never left alone, ever?”

He nodded his confirmation. “One of us will be with you, at all times.”

“I'm used to being alone, a lot. This is so much for me to get used to.”

“You will adjust. It is not our way to be alone, from birth to death. Demos are always united as brothers.”

Kat struggled with the concept of never being left alone. It might drive her even more nuts than she already believed herself to be.

“What if I refuse to have sex with any of you?”

The wicked smile snaking across Ric’s face had her pulse doubling.

“Who says you would be able to refuse us?”

Another rush of panic hit. “You would force me?”

His smile remained as he slowly shook his head. His hand came up to hold her head still, while he bent to nuzzle her throat.

“To force a female into sex is an abhorrent thought. On Galafrax we treasure our females.” He drew in a long breath next to her skin, and her already damp panties became wetter. “From the scent you are giving off, I know you want us. Your little, human body is giving off every sign of needing our touch.”

Heat warmed her cheeks. She wanted to deny his words, angry over her own body’s betrayal. Was it really crazy to want the sexy, red alien? Gosh, four of them!

What would she have if she went back to Earth, at any rate? Figuring she’d already lost her sanity, there was nothing else for her to lose.

“Maybe I do, but it doesn’t mean I’m still not scared out of my mind.”

Ric’s hot, wet tongue slid across her throat, making her shudder, a soft moan escaping her lips.

“Do not fear me. I want to learn how responsive you are, little pet,” his lips murmured across her skin, before placing soft, open mouth kisses up along her throat. Kat’s head tipped back, allowing him better access. His hand slid up through her hair, gripping her scull tightly as he moved his lips over hers. She whimpered softly, her hands stealing up onto his shoulders, curling into fists, as she gripped the material of his sleeveless, dark top. He licked and nipped at her lower lip.