Alien Indiscretions (41 page)

At the same time he stripped her top off, Wal’s gentle hands eased the skirt down her hips. Her panties went to her knees next. Since she knelt, it was too much trouble to pull the articles off entirely. It didn’t matter; thick fingers accessed her pussy without any problem.

Big, hot hands covered her breasts and squeezed. Calloused fingers and thumbs seized her nipples and rubbed. Sparkles of pleasure erupted to swirl down to her pussy, which was stroked with a firm touch. Her hips rocked in tandem. Her body awakened, unfolded, opened wide to the men.

Cissy wanted to be distracted by those knowing touches. It was hard to not be overwhelmed by those exciting tugs to her nipples and clit, by the careful insertion of first one, then a second finger in her pussy. Another finger slid along her folds, wetting itself before prodding her anus to stretch the tight muscle ring there.

As good as all that felt, Cissy held onto the urge to serve. Every time her thoughts began to scatter, she rolled her eyes up to look at Diltan. Seeing him watch her suckle his lengths, his eyes dark and demanding, helped her maintain her focus. She was here to pleasure the Dramok. His satisfaction was her responsibility, one she hated the thought of failing to uphold. His disappointment would devastate her.

He grew plumper and harder under her care. His pulse thudded against her tongue. He rewarded her effort with drops of extra sweet saltiness. His cocks gave occasional jerks. Every indication of fulfillment that he gave Cissy encouraged her to work harder.

At last Diltan curled his fingers on top of her head, capturing a handful of hair to hold her still. He took a slow step back, disengaging from her mouth with a look of regret. His gaze flickered to Wal.

“Have you made her wet for my pleasure?”

Wal withdrew his fingers from Cissy’s pussy to hold the wet digits up for Diltan’s inspection. “Dripping wet, my Dramok. She is soaked.”

“Good. Pick her up and hold her for my use.”

Rolat and Wal lifted Cissy, holding her between them. Arms supported her back while they each took a leg, holding them up and open.

Diltan peeled his shirt off and shoved his pants down to his ankles before drawing close. “You may put me in place for your fucking,” he told Cissy.

She grasped his cocks again, aiming them at their intended berths. Diltan tilted his hips, nudging the tips of his tapered lengths into her. She sighed to feel him there. It was strange to note how empty she felt right now as she readied for him to fill her.

He did so, thrusting in one great movement. Cissy’s body yielded to the driving lengths, hurting in the most wonderful way. It drove the breath from her. Her loins seized, close to orgasm all at once. She arched against the arms holding her as she cried out her elation.

* * * *

Diltan felt soft tightness enfold him, squeezing him with perfect tension. She took him, having no choice in the matter. The Dramok thought perhaps Cissy didn’t want a choice. Her glad shout and the flexing muscles clutching his dicks verified that notion.

Fully embedded in her heat, Diltan paused so that she didn’t succumb to orgasm too soon. He stood still, buried deep in the luscious little Earther, reveling in the power he held.

The three of them served him right now, giving over all control to Diltan. Wal and Rolat, their cocks straining their pants, had put their own needs on hold for him. They held Cissy’s lush body so that Diltan might enjoy her. They would wait until he had sated himself on this woman before having her themselves ... if he allowed it.

Wal and Rolat were their own men, strong and sure. They had forged careers and success on their own merits. They did not give themselves to be ruled because breed dictated Diltan was a natural leader. Yet there were moments like these, moments during which they handed over all control of the unit to Diltan, when they recognized the force of his personality and conceded he had earned the right to direct them.

Wal and Rolat watched Diltan fuck the woman they also wanted, keeping her in place for however long he required them to. The power added to his excitement, feeding his ardor.

Cissy’s spasms calmed while the Dramok contemplated the wonder of being granted the gift of his clanmates’ regard. She looked up at him with wide, glazed eyes. Waiting to fulfill his needs. Another amazing gift, one he felt he should earn with all speed.

Having noted her crumbling so quickly from his first thrust, Diltan wanted to see her completely overcome. He grabbed her sumptuous ass, delighting in how it molded to his grip. He drew almost all the way out.

Diltan plunged back in and kept plunging, over and over, taking Cissy with strength. She squalled by the second thrust, writhing in the arms of the other two men as her sheaths clenched hard around Diltan’s driving lengths. Her hands slammed against his chest and hooked into claws. The feeling of her nails biting into his skin, dragging fiery lines down to his belly, sent liquid fire rushing into his secondary cock. Diltan’s mouth opened wide, displaying fangs as they descended from the roof of his mouth.

Cissy screamed and twisted in Wal and Rolat’s grip. They held onto her, their fangs also unhinging as they held her prisoner for Diltan.

She would go over in a matter of seconds. Diltan wanted to be responsible for that release. As Cissy scratched fresh furrows down his chest, he pinched her clit.

She detonated, her body straining as he slapped their groins together. Her wails filled Diltan’s ears. The wild sound, along with the feeling of her womanhood drawing desperately on his larger cock, brought a thick ribbon of heat surging from his secondary prick into the primary. He was coming.

The fiery trail raced through, the area between his cocks squeezing down, forcing more rapture through them. Diltan’s breath froze in his throat, his world coming to a standstill for the briefest of instances. At that moment his seed arrived at the end, poised at the border between man and woman. The Dramok’s whole body galvanized, frozen at the precipice.

The violent river broke through, pouring from him in heady bursts. Diltan’s head filled with blinding brightness. His ears buzzed. Every hair on his body stood on end. His staccato groans announced each surge of release that emptied his straining loins.

At last his body quieted, climax leaving small shudders in its wake. Diltan opened his eyes, his breath still ragged in the aftermath.

At first glance, Cissy looked as if she’d lost consciousness. She lay limp in Wal and Rolat’s arms. The two men still held her in place. Their strained expressions told Diltan of their excitement and agony.

“Cecilia,” Diltan said. He cupped her perspiration-shiny face in his palm.

Her eyelids fluttered. She blinked as she tried to focus. “Huh?”

He quelled a chuckle at her confusion. Despite his shaky legs and thundering heart, Diltan was not quite ready to relinquish the command they had all given him. There were still two men to be taken care of. He had to hope Cissy possessed the strength to do so.

Making his tone firm, Diltan said, “Now you will suck Wal’s cocks. Mind you do a good job of it, little girl. My Imdiko is precious to me, and I will not tolerate him being disappointed.”

Cissy’s eyes snapped wide open at that. Temper flashed like lightning. Diltan thought she might tell him to go suck Wal himself.

Instead, she gave him a look that spoke of hurt pride. “Of course I will do a good job of it, Master. I serve him as I do you.”

Again, Diltan had to fight off a grin. Even playing the subservient, Cissy had a rebellious streak a mile wide. She wasn’t going to let him get away with questioning her abilities.

Then she noticed the scratches running down his torso. Her breath caught. “Oh. Oh I – I didn’t mean to—”

“To show how much you enjoy me? I’m glad you did. Feel free to demonstrate your appreciation anytime, Cecilia.” He gave his clanmates a smug look that challenged,
see if you can do half so well.

Two pairs of purple eyes narrowed at him. Message received.

Rolat and Wal set Cissy down on the floor, helping her sink safe to her knees. Though her balance wavered a little, an aftereffect of the strong climax Diltan had given her, Cissy pulled the Imdiko’s trousers open and took his cocks out. Within moments her mouth surrounded him, making Wal groan.

Diltan almost groaned along with him, though his own passions were sated for the moment. The Earther had quite the talented mouth, and she used it with spectacular results.

Wal had a weakness for being watched, which no doubt enhanced his pleasure as Cissy suckled him. The Imdiko’s gaze went from the woman at his feet to Diltan and Rolat and back to Cissy. His chest rose and fell. Feeling his clanmates eyes on him as he was fellated got to him in a hurry. Diltan thought he detected a minute tremble in Wal’s legs.

It was a lovely sight. Pleasant-faced Wal turned arresting when he smiled ... and when he was aroused. The lines of his usually tense expression eased. His sometimes too-hectic gaze turned unfocused. Everything about his face softened. Diltan fell in love as if for the first time every time Wal looked like that.

He felt a similar surge of adoration for the woman kneeling at Wal’s feet, making his Imdiko look so stunning. Cissy was just as beautiful as Wal right now. Her hair was mussed as befitted a woman being loved. She strained to take as much of Wal’s lengths as she could, her mouth stretching wide. She shouldn’t have looked gorgeous like that, but she did. Her attitude of giving everything for their pleasure elevated her, just as Wal’s smile did for him. Plus she had all those soft curves that made Diltan’s depleted dicks twitch anew.

Wal’s hands tightened into fists. His eyelashes fluttered. The trembling moved from his legs up his body. Knowing the signs, Diltan called a halt. “That’s enough, Cecilia. Strip and lie on the lounger, my Imdiko. Cecilia, you will fuck him until he comes.”

His face lost in a dreamy smile, Wal answered, “Yes, my Dramok.” He pulled his clothes off.

“Yes, Master,” Cissy crawled over to the couch to await the Imdiko.

Wal joined her, his trim and toned body draping prettily over the cushions of the seating. Cissy clambered on top of him. Within moments, she rode the man beneath her. Wal pulled her down so that he could mouth her breasts while she fucked him. Their moans mingled in the air.

Diltan caught Rolat’s eye and nodded to a basket of long, blue-plumed reeds that decorated the table. The Nobek grinned at him. “For pleasure or pain?” he said in a low voice so as not to disturb the lovers.

“Pleasure for him, pain for her,” Diltan said.

Rolat fetched them each a reed. They approached the lounger.

Cissy’s hair covered the top half of her back. Diltan moved it so it lay over one shoulder. She didn’t seem to notice as she slid up and down Wal’s cocks. She would notice soon enough, Diltan knew.

He nodded to Rolat.

* * * *

Cissy enjoyed the slow build of returning arousal. Wal sucked her breast deep into his mouth, and his teeth gently bit into the soft flesh. Meanwhile, she bobbed up and down on him, enjoying the friction of his twin girths inside her and the heady jolt of her clit against his groin. She controlled the pace, the depth, and the motions. Being in command of the big man beneath her was heady stuff, particularly since she knew Diltan actually called the shots. Plus Wal could decide to overcome her at any moment. With the tiny ache coming from his teeth and that thought, her excitement flared bright for an instant.

Even when I’m in charge, I like the thought that I’m not. Who would have thunk?

Cissy paused to grind her clit against Wal’s hard body in slow circles. Nice. So incredibly nice, especially with Wal groaning around his mouthful of her—

Two stinging stripes splashed across her back. Cissy gasped and shot up straight, yanking her boob out of the Imdiko’s mouth. She stared at Diltan and Rolat standing on either side of the lounger. They each held switches.

No, not switches. They held those decorative reeds from the basket on the table, the ones with the feathery soft plumes.

Diltan, who stood behind the lounger on her left, frowned at her. “Did I tell you to quit fucking my Imdiko?”

Cissy looked at those reeds, feeling the sting they had left. She swallowed, excitement building. “No, Master. I’m sorry.”

She raised herself over Wal once more, feeling more acutely than before how he slid through her channels. Diltan waved his reed before her, letting the soft part circle one of Wal’s nipples. The Imdiko’s breath caught.

Another streak of biting pain erupted across Cissy’s back. She arched with a little cry. The movement made her breasts thrust forward. Diltan tapped the reed stem across the top of them, sending sparks through the mounds. The warm tendrils of pain communicated directly to her clit.

All at once, Cissy was not climbing to arousal. She was there.

Between switching her, Diltan and Rolat traced Wal’s straining body with the velvety fronds. They used the blue plumes to caress his breathtaking face, his throat where the pulse beat quickly, his dark and pointed nipples, and his trembling abdomen. Cissy occasionally felt a feather-like touch at the crevice of her ass. She knew they teased his rear cock when she rose over him, partially exposing it. Wal’s pleasure was Cissy’s too. She experienced every sigh that escaped his lips, every breathless moan that his clanmates’ play elicited.

For her, they served up delightful bites of pain. They painted thin pink stripes on her upper chest with the reeds, and she felt every one they laid upon her back and buttocks. That was her pleasure as well. The heat of the switching filled her body. The stings were an exquisite counterpoint to the growing spasms that made her pussy and ass clutch Wal’s cocks.

Cissy rose and fell on the man beneath her faster. Her hands planted on his chest, giving her better leverage to slam her sex down on his. She took him hard, riding the building excitement to its crescendo.

Wal howled. His hands gripped Cissy’s hips in a punishing grasp as he strained up. She felt his cocks jerk within her, jetting hot seed deep inside. Then her own orgasm swept in, carrying her up to the blinding heavens.