Alien Overnight (28 page)

“There we are.” Shauss sat back and surveyed his handiwork with satisfaction.

“We’ll leave that in for a bit. Was there something you wanted to do while I wait?”

Kellen’s cock jerked as the memory surfaced. “As a matter of fact… Empran, release restraints, subject Monica Teague.”

Her fingers flew to the juncture of her legs and he burst out laughing as he grabbed her wrists. “Oh, no you don’t.”

“You bastard!” she screeched, kicking out with her feet.

“Monica, I’m doing this for your own good. The more desperate you are for release, the less likely you are to feel any pain when his cock slides up your ass.”

“A likely story,” she spat, glaring at him.

“All right, then.” He grinned. “I’m doing this because I want you to finish what you started in the Council Chamber this afternoon and I don’t intend to let you have an orgasm until you do.”

She stilled instantly, blinking. “Well, you could have just said so.”

“What would have been the fun of that?”

Rolling her eyes, she tugged against his hold. “So you want me to blow you, huh?”

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“Sucking was more what I had in mind.” When he released her, Monica sat up and then immediately shifted her weight to one side with a slight wince.

“Does that mean you want the whole nine yards?”

He looked down at her for a moment and then nodded. “The whole nine yards.”

Her smile made his stomach flip. “I thought you’d never ask.”

*

“You have no idea how often I have imagined this,” Kellen rumbled after the two of them had arranged her to their liking, on her hands and knees and utterly naked. He stood at the side of the bed, feet braced apart, his hands caressing her shoulders while Shauss stripped and climbed up behind her. “Shauss is lucky not to be studying the mating habits of penguins on Terra’s polar ice cap for the next ten years. I had intended to be the first to fuck your mouth. Fortunately for him, I could think of no suitable punishment for you, and since you were the one who instigated it, I had to let him off the hook, too.”

Monica looked away, a stubborn thorn of remembered pain pricking her. “Paybacks suck, don’t they?”

“Paybacks for what?”

“Nothing. It doesn’t matter anyway.”

“I think it does.” He squatted down ‘til he was eye-level with her. “Paybacks for what?”

“Kellen, it’s just a stupid human girl thing, okay? Just forget it.”

“No orgasm until you tell me.”

She started to flop back but Shauss was there to hold her in place. Sighing, face burning, she looked down at the mattress and mumbled, “I wanted you to be my first kiss, okay? No offense, Shauss, but I just—”

“None taken.” His hands smoothed over her hips. “I’ve always known you were his.”

Kellen leaned forward and peered up into her face. “I’m sorry, my love. I had no idea a kiss would mean anything to you. Dendriin never let me near her mouth with any portion of my anatomy. Of course, I’d seen Terrans kissing, but they do it so casually, I just assumed it was…no big deal.” He pulled her face to his, exploring her mouth with his tongue until she was breathless and groaning. “I wish I’d known. I enjoy kissing you.”

“That’s okay.” She smiled. “Shauss did a bang-up job of it and I figured I owed him anyway for carving him up like a Christmas goose.”

“You did, indeed,” Shauss declared with a slap to her ass that stung like hell.

She ignored him. “But I didn’t tell you that to guilt-trip you, Kellen—I just wanted you to understand that I know where you’re coming from.”

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“Not quite,” he said dryly. “You had your feelings hurt, whereas I was foaming at the mouth with jealousy and ready to flare Shauss to the planet’s molten core.”

“I appreciate your restraint,” Shauss murmured, sliding a hot hand over her mons.

“Weren’t you about to experience her mouth for yourself?”

“Indeed I was.” After one last, lingering kiss, Kellen rose once more. “And speaking of appreciation, Monica,” he said, cupping her chin and smiling down at her. “Thank you for taking me into your mouth in front of my men.” She groaned in embarrassment.

God, was he serious? “Honestly, my love, nothing could have increased their respect for me more.”

“Well, I’m glad it was good for you,” she muttered, cheeks burning. “I’m never going to live that down, am I?”

Still holding her chin, he took his hardening cock in hand and brushed it against her lips. “I sincerely hope not.”

*

The shaking of his thighs was almost as gratifying as the guttural moans rolling out of him one after another, almost as delicious as the taste of his pre-come on the back of her tongue. Slipping her hand down between her thighs, Monica liberally coated her fingers with her own slickness, bumping into Shauss’ fingers in the process. He was too damn good at keeping her on the edge.

Scooting her knees forward slightly, she rose up, bracing her other hand on Kellen’s hip, then reached between his thighs. Intolerable excitement hammered her as she spread her lube against his anus and then began working a finger into him. In a heartbeat, his hands were wound tight in her hair.

“Monica!” he wheezed, pushing hard against the back of her throat, nudging her cheek with his spur. The sensation was electrifying, but she couldn’t completely suppress her gag reflex and Kellen backed off at once, squeezing out, “My apologies.”

So polite
.

Smiling on the inside, since her lips were too stretched to do the job, she sucked him back in, determined to swallow him down. Then her fingertip reached its destination and began a slow pulsing. Seconds later, he swelled in her mouth, growing impossibly hard, and then he was shouting out loud as he spewed in her mouth. Monica swallowed until there wasn’t a drop left to get before releasing him.

Kellen fell to his knees and she collapsed onto her elbows, almost tipping face first off the bed. He was all over her before that could happen, knocking her to her side, holding her against his chest, and kissing her until little sparks of light appeared around the edges of her vision.

Monica gasped as Shauss removed the plug from her bottom and rolled her to her back.

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“I can’t wait any longer.” He pushed her knees up and then his thighs pressed against the backs of hers. “Hold these.”

Kellen took her ankles and pulled until she was practically folded in half. Eyes wide, she slapped her hands against the mattress and then grabbed the thin sheet when Shauss pushed the head of his cock into her ass with an animal grunt. He didn’t stop there, just pushed and pushed, slowly, inexorably filling her. Not wanting to worry Kellen, she tried not to make too much noise, but Jesus, it was…weird. It burned… Oh God, she was stretching too far.

“Uh!” Shauss went deeper. “Oh shit. Shauss…Kellen!” Tears streaked into her temples.

“Monica?”

“I’m fine! Sorry, Kellen, I’m fine.” She gulped in air as fast as she could. This was too much.

“Monica, look at me.” Obeying blindly, she took in Shauss’ concerned expression.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“How much more?”

“No more. Just lie there and get used to it while I sit here and go insane.”

“Okay, lying here.” She closed her eyes and made a concentrated effort to relax.

Now that the worst was past, she could hear both men breathing harshly. Then they leaned over at the same time, tugging at her nipples with their mouths, and she heard nothing but her own desperate screeches. Sensation was everywhere at once, slick, cool hair clutched in one hand, warm, crackling hair in the other, hot, wet suction at her breasts, strong hands sliding down her legs, over her torso…

When she opened her eyes, Kellen’s nipple was right in front of her face, so she seized it, returning tug for tug, and his groan sounded in her ear. Then Shauss pushed up, bracing himself on his arms, and began to move inside her. The thick, intrusive ache made her doubt she would be able to climax, but once Kellen covered her mouth with his and let go of her ankles so that he could play in her nook with his fingers, all hell broke loose. She was too busy shrieking and shuddering to notice when Shauss’ spur got in on the action, but the sudden realization that it was sliding heavily against the back of her vagina, that her every orifice was being stimulated at once, drove her right over the edge of sanity.

When she surfaced, Kellen was still plumbing her mouth and Shauss was still going strong. His hair brushing her sweat-dampened breasts as he drove in and out gave her an incredible chill and she locked her feet behind his waist, doing her best to give back thrust for thrust.

That was apparently all he needed.

“Mother of Peserin!” His shout squeezed her heart tight while the feel of his hot ejaculate rushing into her backside squeezed another squeal of delight from her throat.

He collapsed onto her with a heavy groan, panting and nuzzling her throat. “Now
that
was truly inspiring.”

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Kellen settled on the mattress next to them. “My friend, you have no idea.”

*

Her shouts had turned to hoarse squeaks by the time Kellen curled his hands under her shoulders and drove home one last time, shuddering as he came inside her again.

The aftershocks were intense and Monica kept her arms wrapped tight around his shoulders, gasping against his neck until they had ceased completely.

“Wow.” She relaxed into a boneless puddle on the mattress. “You guys are amazing.”

Kellen rolled off to her side and propped himself on his elbow, stroking her hair away from her face. “Trust me, my love, you are the amazing one. I am humbled.”

Disconcerted by his serious expression, she laughed unsteadily. “That’ll be the day, right, Shauss?”

There was no answer. When she propped up on her elbow and looked around, he was nowhere in sight. “Where did he go?
When
did he go?”

“I believe he slipped out while we were experimenting with position sixty-nine.”

“It’s just sixty-nine, not
position
sixty-nine,” she said, trying not to giggle. Then she frowned. “Well, the rat. He could have at least given me a kiss goodbye.” Her eyes widened and she sat up. “Kellen, I never kissed him. Oh my God, do you think—”

“He’s fine, Monica.” He pulled her down until she snuggled against his chest.

“Now that we both know the significance of kissing, I don’t think he’s inclined to kiss you anyway.”

“But I love him, too, and no matter how tough he acts, he’s only human. He needs kisses like everybody else.”

“As you were so quick to point out once upon a time, my love, we are not, in fact, human—we are Garathani.”

“I know, but—”

“For now, all Shauss needs is sex, which you freely give him. Don’t push him for anything more when he can never be first in your heart.” He squeezed her shoulder.

“Can he?”

“You shouldn’t even have to ask that.” She slid her palm over his ribs, then farther down. Despite the fact that he’d come twice in the last hour or so, he stirred immediately beneath her questing hand. Smiling, she sat up and urged him onto his back for a thorough once-over, marveling at the ripples her touch provoked in his six-pack abs.

“Did she really treat you like an object?”

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mouths a whole lot better, she raised her head and draped her body completely over his, squeezing his full-blown erection between her thighs. “She was a fool.”

He smiled. “Perhaps. But at least I was well cared for. I have a feeling that Shauss may not have been so fortunate. Whatever the case, he feels the need to maintain some distance, and you would be wise to respect that.”

The idea that Shauss might have been seriously abused brought her every

protective instinct roaring to life, but she gritted her teeth and held her tongue. The time for protecting him had long since passed. He was an adult and would have to work things out his own way.

“You’re probably right,” she finally said, combing her hands through his hair. “I just hope he finds someone of his own someday. He’s really special and deserves the kind of happiness we’ve found.” Then she grabbed two handfuls and tugged. “But we’re going to have to do something about this
next second
thing. I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for that.”

Kellen rolled her to her back and looked into her eyes. “Nor will I, my love, but we’ll just have to wait and see what the future holds. Until then, I intend to enjoy every moment that you’re mine.”

The tenderness of his look made her heart beat funny, but she didn’t look away. She was his. And he was hers.
Hers
. The reality still hadn’t quite sunk in.

“Well, don’t get too excited.” She couldn’t help grinning. “I won’t turn into a model alien overnight. It’ll probably take you years to whip me into shape.”

Chest shaking with laughter, he dropped a kiss on her lips. “I look forward to it.”

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About the Author

A bookworm from the age of ten, Robin L. Rotham lived vicariously through daring, romantic heroines for nearly twenty years, dreaming all the while of one day writing her own romance novels, as well as her own happily ever after. When she finally found her real-life hero, he wasn’t quite what—or where—she expected.

Undaunted, she chased him over three states and four years before he finally swept her off her feet. He’s been more than worth the effort.

The realities of home and family kept her from fulfilling her other dream for ten more years, but Robin finally succumbed to the writing bug in 2005 and cranked out her first novel on a used laptop from eBay in less than seven weeks. Alien Overnight is her second completed novel.

Robin welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.