Alien Interludes (21 page)

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“They’l contact you in about an hour to give you the news since you’re his blood relative,” he said, puling body armor on over his formsuit. “An hour later, they’l make the public announcement, by which time he’l be wel on his way to whatever his destination is.”

Cassidy hugged herself, nervous for what the outcome would be. The sight of Lidon wearing protective gear and holstering a percussion blaster didn’t help her anxiety one bit. That his task of escorting the general to his transport was so dangerous put her on a razor’s edge. “Be careful, okay?” she said.

He winked at her. “Try not to worry, my pet.” A quick kiss and Lidon was gone.

Tranis half-rose from his computer vid where he was booking their transportation back to Kalquor. Degorsk stopped him with a muttered aside in his ear. Tranis nodded and sat back down. He resumed teling the computer what he wanted in Kalquorian as Degorsk came to Cassidy.

“May I offer you a distraction?” the Imdiko offered, putting his arms around her and puling her close.

She hesitated. “I’d say yes, but I feel a little weird about having fun when a man is about to find out he’s facing execution, life imprisonment, or having his identity erased.”

“Perhaps a massage then to take your mind off everything.”

“I’d like that.” Cassidy smiled up at Degorsk. He was so good to her.

They went to the bedroom, and Degorsk undressed her with hands as gentle as if he disrobed a baby. Under his direction, she laid on her stomach.

He rubbed warm lotion over her back, and she sighed. The man had incredible hands, probably a result of being chief medical officer and surgeon on spaceships for so many years. He found tension she didn’t know she was holding, smoothing knots in her neck, shoulders, and back with expertise. Cassidy floated in contentment, her worries retreating to the back of her mind. As he moved lower down her body, his big, capable hands kneading her buttocks, she started to become aroused. She tried to feel guilty about that. Her grandfather faced a harsh future, whatever it may turn out to be. Shouldn’t she be mindful of that, she wondered?

But those clever hands that knew her body so wel were impossible to defy. Her body was heating in response to having them so close to her favorite parts. She slid her thighs a little apart in silent invitation.

Degorsk’s deep chuckle, filed with carnal knowledge, tightened her insides. “Have you changed your mind, my love?” he asked.

“When have I ever been able to resist you?” she sighed.

Degorsk kept rubbing her rear, but his thumbs grazed the puckered rosette of her tighter passage. “This is begging to be wel filed.”
Laxan
, as the Kalquorians caled it, always made Cassidy nervous. It was the most taboo act according to Earth’s former regime, and she’d never quite gotten over al her inhibitions where it was concerned. But its very forbidden nature seemed to make her arousal more rather than less.

The Kalquorians’ second sex organs meant almost every instance of intercourse included anal penetration. But being taken from behind, with the larger cock piercing that tight sleeve, seemed more corrupt.

Her clan made
laxan
a physical pleasure of gargantuan proportions, but Cassidy just couldn’t shake the sense of doing something sinful when she engaged in it.

Despite her discomfort, she offered no refusal when Degorsk slid her thighs farther apart and separated her ass cheeks with one hand to expose her most secret flesh. He slid his fingers against her slit, wetting them in her flowing juices. He rubbed the moisture al over her anus before dipping one long finger inside. He moved it in and out, gently stretching the tight sleeve before adding a second finger.

Taboo or not, Cassidy couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling of him preparing her for decadence. Heady delight, combined with doing something she thought of as truly naughty, made her insides tumble with growing rapture. A light moan drifted from her lips. She wondered how it looked to Degorsk, to see his fingers work in and out of her, knowing she offered her greatest surrender to him.

Another thick finger pressed in, increasing the pressure. Cassidy closed her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasurable ache. There was no sense denying how much she loved submitting to her mates in every way. She would attempt any form of pleasing them, simply because they wished it. Once upon a time she had been their prisoner, and they had forced their mastery over her. When she had finaly accepted her place as their Matara, they had given her equal say in their clan. In sex, she preferred their dominance. They accepted this control over her because she gave it.

The greatest gift love had bequeathed her was trust in her clan. They made her feel safe, even when their bedroom play took on disciplinary overtones.

Had Cassidy refused Degorsk
laxan
, he may have overruled her. He might have gone as far as tying her up and forcing her to accept his desires. In the past she had struggled against him and the other two, flailing wildly in an attempt to deny them the warmth of her body. She never won these battles, and the men took great delight in using her roughly on those occasions and punishing her for her disobedience.

Cassidy usualy fought them when they’d done something particularly nice for her. Being alowed to answer the cal of their alpha natures was a reward for Kalquorian men, and the ilusion that they were forcibly claiming their mate spoke to their more primitive needs. Had Cassidy truly wanted to keep them from taking what they wanted, she only had to say the word
sholt
, Kalquorian for stop.

Being controled was a fantasy. It was Cassidy who ultimately commanded, who told the men what joys they could take from her. That she, a tiny little Earther, was in charge of the three muscled behemoths gave her the greatest thril of al. She liked that she owned ultimate power over their pleasure. But she liked it the way a miser likes having piles of money while never buying anything extravagant.

She had never spoken the word
sholt
. It was enough to know she could.

Degorsk’s fingers slipped from her rear entrance, and he rose from the bed to strip his formsuit off. Cassidy peeked between the strands of her platinum blond hair that had falen over her face, enjoying the sight of her Imdiko’s body being revealed.

His frame was long with lithe muscles, the chest, biceps, abdomen, and thighs carved like a sculpture. His cocks were exclamation points, jutting straight out from his groin, and Cassidy shivered with nervous anticipation. The larger of the two, slightly browner than the rest of his skin, looked impossibly large. No matter that she had entertained Degorsk’s darker desires before; she lay in aroused dread of what he would do to her with that thick appendage.

He loosened the waist-long plait of hair, letting it fal in thick waves to frame his chiseled torso. He knew how Cassidy loved his hair free and faling around her body when he made love to her.

Degorsk climbed back onto the bed, kneeling between her splayed thighs. Cassidy trembled as he slowly laid his body over hers, feeling his chest against her upper back, his bely pressing to the concave bow of her lower back, and his turgid, damp heat like a brand between her buttocks. His lips tickled the back of her neck, and his hair spiled over hers, melding black and her platinum strands on the deep blue bed cover.

He lifted a little, his hand moving between them to position his cocks at her openings. Cassidy shivered as the bulet tip of the larger organ probed ever so slightly at her rear entrance and pressed in a little more than an inch until the other cock’s shorter length found her pussy.

Degorsk never said a word as he readied to claim what was his. His hands covered hers, clasping them and puling them over her head to pin them to the bed. Now Cassidy was utterly helpless, completely vulnerable to his passions. She was unable to stop the whimper that trembled from her lips.

He growled in response, asserting his dominance over her. His cocks slid further in, widening the channels as the tapered appendages grew thicker at their bases. Steadily he made her sheath him, and her back orifice ached as it reluctantly accepted his girth.

Cassidy’s breath sobbed in and out as she made herself relax to accept the invasion. She was Degorsk’s woman, his chosen mate, and he ruled her at this moment. His careful preparation kept the throbbing of her tightest orifice from erupting into real pain.

Dirty. Sinful. Bestial
. The words her mind whispered only made her acquiescence sweeter. Feeling helpless to deny her Imdiko such a depraved act, feeling that she had no choice but to bear the discomfort turned her sense of guilt into something else: ardor.

A switch clicked in her head as it always did, and the ache of accepting Degorsk’s flesh in such a profane manner bloomed into eye-roling pleasure. Her quiet sobs morphed into moans of delight as he found his end, seating his entire lengths inside her. He held stil for a few moments, letting her feel how ful he made her, the pressure readying her to burst.

He worked her slowly, gently, taking his time as he puled almost completely out only to fil her again, over and over. Cassidy gasped and whimpered and groaned in turn, the leisurely friction hitting al the most sensitive places, turning her star-bright within. No trace of ache remained now. There was only the delight of enclosing needful man flesh, of having it moving inside, igniting sparks, of feeling the big strong body covering hers, of being enfolded by thick tresses of hair that seemed to hide their tryst from the rest of the galaxy. They may have been the only two people left in existence, and that suited her just fine.

Degorsk felt so good for so many reasons. Lover, caregiver, mentor, master, servant. He was al these things and so much more. Her feelings for him only made the lovemaking al the more profound, and Cassidy walowed in the mixture of tenderness and furious ardor that bloomed in his embrace.

The Imdiko’s pace quickened as his breath grew harsher in her ear. The added abrading within her sleeves sent coils of heat unfurling in her bely. She triled a delighted sound as elation bloomed, sending her ever closer to detonation. She tried to move against him, but his weight kept her pinned helpless to the bed. She could only lie beneath the huge Kalquorian and accept the rhythm he set, unable to force her wil, unable to claim her pleasure.

“Please,” she whimpered, hoping he wasn’t in the mood to delay gratification. She was greedy for that sweling pleasure to reach its peak and tumble her into nirvana.

Degorsk grunted in response. To her relief, he thrust even faster, jerking his hips hard so that they slapped loudly against her buttocks. Ecstasy balooned hugely within her so that she bloated with unrelieved need. Every delicate bit of her engorged with ticklish heat and stil Cassidy couldn’t climax.

“Please,” she begged again, growing desperate for the cataclysm. Her breaths were strangled sobs as she reached for elusive orgasm that flitted just a hairsbreadth away.

Degorsk was also groaning now, his hips moving quicker, the loss of rhythm warning he was closing in on his own relief. He gathered both Cassidy’s wrists in one hand, continuing to pin them on the bed, while his other hand squirmed beneath her hips. He gasped as if running a marathon, shoving hard to reach for her mound. At last he got there and seized her clit between fingers and thumbs. He pinched hard.

Cassidy’s world exploded in a flash of blinding white. She opened her mouth wide for a scream that made no sound as Degorsk voiced both climaxes in a grinding moan. Bliss buffeted her as convulsions roled hugely through her body, relieving the sweet agony of almost-there. Her lover’s sex pulsed as he strained against her.

They lay for a long while together, neither in any hurry to part. Little by little, the real world and its problems muttered to Cassidy, and she whispered, “Do you think they’ve sent a message yet?” Degorsk pressed a gentle kiss to her ear. “I’m sure they have. Would you like me to bite you?”

She swalowed. It would be so easy to let him shield her from the worst with the intoxicant injected through his fangs. But she felt cowardly for even considering it. After al, her grandfather didn’t have the shelter of a loving clan or euphoric drugging to blunt the news. He was the one facing whatever penalty had been decided upon.

“I can handle it,” she affirmed.

“Al right. Let me know if you change your mind.”

They rose and dressed. Cassidy did accept the comfort of Degorsk’s hand taking hers, and he led her out to the main room where Tranis waited.

“Tel me,” she said, seeing the Dramok sat on a Plasian-style lounger doing nothing, his face carefuly blank.

He patted the cushion next to him. She sat there, Degorsk crowding in on the other side. Sandwiched between the two men, Cassidy let them gather her in their arms.

Tranis took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, my love. The sentence is mind wipe.”

Cassidy shuddered. She swalowed against the thickness that rose in her throat. “Did they say why?” she asked, despising the shake in her voice.

“They thought it most humane, and it gives him a chance to be a productive member of society. To perhaps right some of the wrongs by serving the community.” At that moment, Lidon returned. He immediately came to the rest of the clan and knelt at Cassidy’s feet.

“Hamilton did not show fear when he heard. He was strong. Unbowed.”

Cassidy nodded. “How soon can we go home?”

Tranis pressed a kiss to her cheek. “We leave tomorrow morning.”

Degorsk stroked her hair. “It wil be al right, little one. Trust me on that.”

He and Lidon exchanged a glance. Cassidy watched something pass between them, but it didn’t matter.

“He brought it on himself. I did al I could, as did you on my behalf. Thank you.” One tear escaped, and she scrubbed it from her cheek.