Alien Refuge (22 page)

He ended the kiss and stopped pushing into her. “Getting a little much, my sweetling?” he asked gently.

Iris was afraid he’d be disappointed in her, but Ospar’s smile was understanding. “I’m sorry. Just a moment?” she asked.

“Of course.” The Dramok kissed her brow. “As long as you need to adjust. There is no hurry.”

Iris blinked at him, at the other two. “Where are the brutes you’re supposed to be? If you’d heard all the warnings when I decided to come to Haven, your ears would burn right off. All I’ve heard about is how Kalquorians are animals, especially when it comes to sex.”

The men gave her identical wry grins. Rivek was the one who answered her. “We are rather passionate. Some might deem us forceful.”

“Dominating,” Ospar said. “As a Dramok, I especially have tendencies to take control.”

Iris couldn’t ignore the surge of desire at his words. Being at the Kalquorians’ mercy was certainly titillating. Still, she didn’t want to be any man’s victim ever again.

“So your lover’s pleasure is secondary to yours?” she asked.

That got sounds of disbelief from all three men. Jol said, “By the ancestors, no. Right now, your pleasure means more to us than our own. You must be satisfied.”

“How can I explain this?” Ospar said, his brows drawing together as he concentrated. He pressed minutely as he considered, his cocks creeping into her a little more before he stopped again. The slight ache was steady, but it still was more arousing than not. Iris willed her body to yield to him, to accept the gorgeous invasion.

Rivek said, “We have a natural need to dictate our activities. Most Kalquorians are alpha creatures, to some degree, with Dramoks being the most controlling.”

“I have an instinct to dominate any situation, including sex,” Ospar admitted. “It is abhorrent to my psyche to give up being the leader. Nobeks and Imdikos also have large doses of the dominant in their personalities, and they will only give up power to another when it is earned.”

He pressed in a little again. As they explained to Iris, he continued to spread her open, getting her body to accept him a bit at a time. She thrilled to the care he used.

Jol took up the conversation. “Being in charge, particularly when someone else’s welfare is at stake, is an awesome responsibility. When applied to the realm of lovemaking, we are driven to provide our partner or partners with as much gratification as we can.”

Rivek chuckled. “In essence, we fight for control so we can serve others rather than ourselves. Sometimes it seems we are being overbearing in that respect.” He looked at Ospar as he spoke.

Ospar pulled a face at the Imdiko. “My clanmates say I’m as subtle as a tornado. I mean no harm. In fact, I’m trying to make things right for all concerned. I admit I have a tendency to act on my own assessment of a situation before getting everyone else’s input.”

“You’re a Dramok’s Dramok,” Jol grinned. “An absolute pain in the ass to everyone around you.”

“Yet charming enough to get away with it.” Rivek’s eyes twinkled at his clanmate.

Ospar snorted. He turned his attention back to the fascinated Iris. “We are perhaps a little rougher than your Earther men when it comes to sex. We enjoy activities that allow us to express our dominance, activities you might find frightening at first.”

He was still slowly filling her, working his way inside so delicately that Iris couldn’t imagine him ever harming anyone. She was getting a little frustrated with her body’s reluctance. Iris was eager to be thoroughly fucked by this man. By all three men. The intoxicant in her system incited her to throw all caution to the wind, and it was hard to deny that urge.

Forcing herself to accept the care Ospar used, Iris asked him, “What kind of activities do you think would scare me?”

She felt his cocks jerk in reaction to her question. However, his tone was still calm as he said, “Binding our partners allows us to be very dominating. Tying them up, restraining them in some way to make them helpless ... we like that.”

Iris thought about that. Just one of the men was big and strong enough to render her vulnerable. The thought of be held down by Rivek and Jol while Ospar claimed her made her insides flex. Maybe it was only the effect of the bite, but she didn’t find the idea frightening in the least. Exciting, as a matter of fact.

She licked her lips. “What else?”

“Discipline,” Jol said. “Sensual punishment.”

Rivek shot him a warning glance. “With Iris’ history of abuse, that may be well beyond her limits.”

At Iris’ wide-eyed look, Jol quickly explained, “I am talking about only the kind of pain that adds to pleasure. Some enjoy being spanked or strapped. The release of endorphins can give one a sense of euphoria.”

“There is nothing we would do to you that would cause harm, Iris,” Ospar reassured her. “Testing a lover’s limits can be thrilling to all involved, but in the end, it is the one who surrenders herself that is in ultimate control. By simply saying ‘stop’ you halt all the activity immediately.”

“And you’re all right with that?” she asked. “Even though you prefer to be in command?”

He stroked her hair. “Your pleasure first, remember? If you are huddled at my approach, sobbing with hurt, fearing and hating me, I have failed utterly. I do not deserve to dominate you.”

Iris let that soak in. She had definitely feared Conrad. There had been no trust with him. Being helpless with him had been a terrible way to live. So far, she felt opposite about being here with the Kalquorians. They made her feel safe, even though she was at their mercy.

Jol pressed a kiss to her temple. “A slow exploration of what gratifies you will be the course we pursue. Discovering what makes you tremble with need, what makes your body respond to our touches, our very presence ... this is the journey we will take.”

“Starting now.” Ospar smiled. “I am inside you, Iris. All the way inside you. You have already taken that first step of discovery by accepting both my cocks. Your virgin ass is no more.”

Iris started. He was right; his groin was flush against hers, his cocks buried deep inside. And they felt incredible, filling her so very full. Her body strained just a little containing him, but she was not in pain.

She was in heaven.

“Oh,” she breathed, euphoria spinning thick in her mind and where they joined. “It’s amazing.”

Ospar’s voice was soft. “I am so glad, my beauty. Thank you for surrendering your fears to me.” He looked at Jol. “Let her see.”

The Nobek grinned, and Iris’ heart fluttered at the dark promise in his eyes. He got up from the bed and tapped the wall. A long rectangle appeared in the seemingly seamless surface and extended out as a drawer.

Meanwhile, Ospar leaned back so that he knelt between Iris’ legs. He lifted one by the ankle, holding it so that her toes pointed to the ceiling. Jol knelt beside him and pointed a small, black wand-shaped instrument towards their coupled sexes. He spoke in his own language. A floating vid suddenly appeared over and to one side of Iris’ head.

At first she wasn’t sure what she was looking at. Dark brown and peach white filled the vid. Then Ospar’s hips moved back, dragging his cocks from her with delicious friction.

Iris gasped. The vid showed the sexes of a man and woman joined, the man’s two cocks emerging glistening from the woman’s pussy and ass. Ospar’s cocks. Her pussy and ass. Jol was showing her how the Dramok fucked her.

Viewing pornography on Earth was an offense that could get one thrown in prison. Iris instinctively shut her eyes and turned her face away.

Rivek’s breath was sweet and warm on her face. “No, little Iris. It is a beautiful sight. Look. See him making love to you.”

Ospar encouraged her as well. “It’s all right. I want you to watch. Look at us forged together, Iris.”

His tone was gentle, but the command that underlay it made her eyes pop wide open. Before she could think about what she was doing, she looked again, obeying him.

Those long, thick lengths were still drawing out of her, sliding with agonizing delight against her clutching sheaths. The lips of her pussy protruded, engorged and a deep rose color that blatantly exposed her desire. Her clit was swollen, stretching out, begging to be stroked.

The ends of the cocks were narrowing, drawing close to their tapered ends. Ospar stopped. “Now,” he said, his raspy voice becoming more gravelly. “Now watch your sweet body surrender to mine.”

The Dramok pressed slowly back in, and Iris moaned as she both felt and saw the invasion. Her ass widened with the growing circumference of the dark brown cock feeding into it. Thick cream exuded from her pussy as the other cock slipped back into its snug confines. She watched her trembling sex and ass take the double impalement at once until Ospar’s loins snugged tight up to hers.

He watched her watching the vid. “Good girl,” he said, and she warmed under the approval. “You like seeing what I’m doing to you. I can tell.”

“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes still riveted to the vid.

“You like seeing my cocks moving in and out of you.”

Ospar started that slow, sensational drawing out again. Iris moaned as their sexes came into view once more. He was fucking her. She was watching it.

“Yes.”

“You like feeling me inside you.”

“Yes.”

He pressed back inside, and she watched him disappear into her. He was moving against that interior spot, the place where it felt like the friction melted something inside, making her hot and molten.

“You like that Rivek and Jol are watching me fuck you.”

Iris’ breath caught. The other two men were indeed watching, seeing everything. She had an instant of wanting to hide. It was too much, she was too exposed. But there was nowhere to go, no way to escape. They surrounded her, and Ospar’s grip on her ankle was like iron.

Helpless. Vulnerable. Displayed.

Iris’ insides clenched in abrupt and violent arousal. She arched with a cry.

Ospar’s voice was deeper than ever. “Yes. They are looking at your beautiful pussy and ass as I fill them. They see how you respond to me fucking you. They will take their turns with you too, and you will let them. You want them to.”

“Yes!” The word flew from Iris’ lips without her realizing she was going to say it. Once more her vision was filled with the sight of the Kalquorian’s cocks working in and out of her, moving smoother and faster.

He abruptly stilled, crammed deep. He ground against her, rubbing her clit. Sharp delight shivered through her pussy and she cried out, thrusting her hips, trying to make harder contact. As the delightful sensations filled her lower body, the vid picture widened out. Iris could see herself in full now, her mouth opened wide and her eyes half-lidded in an expression of pure lust. Ospar loomed over her, dark and huge. She looked so pale, tiny, and defenseless beneath him, and again a surge of elation overtook her.

Ospar began thrusting once more, harder and stronger than before, sending blasts of erotic ecstasy billowing through her. Iris watched him both before her and in the vid, amazed at the sight of all those muscles rippling through his body as he took her. She’d never seen anything so raw and beautiful.

“Look how easily you take me now,” he invited her. “Your body has yielded totally to mine. I claim it, Iris. It belongs to me now.”

“Yes,” she groaned. She wanted to give everything up to him.

His body slapped against hers, driving bliss in larger and larger waves through her body. Her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts. She looked wanton and sinful, accepting the alien’s eager needs and bowing to her own base drives.

The friction grew hotter and stronger inside her passage, rubbing that electrical spot over and over. Iris’ excitement grew. Orgasm loomed, hurrying towards her. Her every breath ended in a sob.

Rivek rubbed her breasts, his gaze avid on her face as she approached climax. Her head tossed from side to side, seeing first the vid with Ospar pounding against her. Next came Jol, his eyes wide and dark, fangs showing behind his parted lips, his expression filled with primitive desire. Now it was Ospar, his jaw tight, his eyes hooded as he neared his own end. Last Rivek, his gentle face tight with want. Then Iris’ desperately shaking head reversed course, making it Rivek, Ospar, Jol, vid. Then back again.

Climax yawned wide within, drawing close to engulf her. Iris’ back bowed, arching her hard so that only her head and buttocks met the sleeping mat. A blast of hot elation seized her and held her suspended for an instant.