Alien Romance: Alien Heart (Scifi Paranormal Alien Abduction Invasion Cyborg Romance) (New Adult Mystery Adventure Shifter Warrior Short Stories) (64 page)

Stacie wondered how two drifter-dragons afforded a restaurant like this, but she didn’t want to ask it right now. She would ask them, later, maybe even later tonight, but in this moment all that existed were her and the two men opposite her. There was no falling and no Fat Michael and no dead dad, no drama-seeking mom. She knew by the way the waiter looked at her that he expected her to order some weird salad that was one ultra-thin leaf away from nonexistence.

“Steak,” she said. “Medium.”

Joshua smiled at that. “I’ll have the same,” he said.

Ragnar nodded. “Three steaks.”

The waiter smiled and sidled off to inform the cook of the debased woman who’d ordered a steak. Then it was just the three of them and a bottle of champagne. The steaks were brought out and they were digging into delicious food, and laughing and joking and the night was turning into a bubbly haze. Stacie knew this wasn’t enough to earn trust. This was just a nice dinner. That was all.

But that didn’t stop her imagination, did it? When her heart began to pound and her body began to feel fire-hot.

Hell no, that didn’t stop her.

She knew it was happening when the bubbles had muddled their heads for an hour. Glass after glass of champagne they had drank and there was no sign of stopping. She didn’t want to stop, didn’t
need
to stop. In fact, she felt if she did stop she would do something to destroy the best night of her life. Did she trust these men? No. Did she want to fuck these men? Yes. Did that make her a slut? Did that make Fat Michael right? She didn’t care. If she did care, she wouldn’t worry about it right now.

You are getting good at putting your emotions on hold, dear Stacie. Is this it? Is this the fall? Is this when you come crashing down? Or does that come later? Is this night the flight?
Even her inner-voice was a pest then easily shunned and quieted. Joshua leaned across the table with a hunger in his eyes she had never seen before in a man. It was more the look of a bear sighting its prey. It was a hunger that said he wanted to devour her, to tear into her, to take her right there in the restaurant. Ragnar regarded her coolly, like a tactician, casually glancing at her breasts. The only sign that he was excited was the constant tap-tap-tap of his forefinger.

She could have stopped it right there, could have said she wanted to go home, she didn’t know these men, she needed more time to think, this wasn’t like her, she was
not that kind of girl
. She could’ve done all of that but she did not. Instead, she leaned over the table so the men could see down the front of her dress. She was gratified when their eyes widened in lust.

“Take me somewhere private,” she said.

Ragnar laid down a wad of bills and stood from his chair. Joshua was already walking through the restaurant like a man on a mission. Ragnar held out his arm and Stacie took it. A few people eyed them as they left the restaurant, but Stacie ignored it all. She concentrated instead on the firm press of Ragnar’s arm, and the promised pleasure in his heavy breathing. Her legs were trembling. She told herself it was the champagne. Knowing that wasn’t true, she climbed into the car.

The reptilian yellows of their eyes were even clearer now. Joshua drove off into the night, fast. The engine thrumming beneath them enhanced their excitement. Soon they were at a hotel. Ragnar climbed out and offered Stacie his hand. She took it and felt a jolt of electricity pass between them.

Then she was standing in the elevator, going up, up.

Her thoughts racing. She snickered to herself.
Will I also go down?

*****

She had never been this horny in her life. All she wanted was to feel one of the men inside her. The disconcerting thing was that there was not
one
man with whom she wanted to make love.
Make love?
No, with whom she wanted to
fuck
. She wanted either of them, or both of them. She didn’t care where or in which order. She knew what that made her, what people would shout at her if they knew, but suddenly those concerns seemed unimportant. Even the fear of falling was draining away. Even Fat Michael’s vindictive words now seemed pointless. All that mattered was this hotel room and one half-scale and her two Drakes.

Joshua grabbed her as soon as she was through the door of the lavish hotel room. He half-dragged, half-led her to the bed. Then he was pushing her down so she was lying on her back. She opened her legs, showing the tops of her thigh highs and her practically non-existent underwear. His eyes were drawn to her body and he devoured every inch of her; with his eyes, with his presence, with the animal urge behind his every movement. Ragnar walked around to the side of the bed, slid his hand down her hair, her cheek her neck and over her chest. He began rubbing her breasts. At first over her dress, then slid his hand under her dress and under her lacy, demi bra. She loved her demi bra as it gave her breasts an added push up. Ragnar caressed, pinched and tweaked her nipples and Stacie’s back arced up off the bed. 

Joshua dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed, pulled Stacie’s underwear off in one brutal yank and dropped them to the floor. He pulled her legs apart as she spread her legs for him. Her heart was pounding. Every inch of her body was electrified from Ragnar and Joshua’s touches. She moaned as Joshua pressed his face between her thighs and his scruff tickled her skin. Stacie spread her legs wider, urging him closer. Stacie squirmed as he licked and kissed and nipped his way up her thighs. Joshua wrapped his hands around her outer thighs and held her legs in place. She loved being handled so assertively by both men. They were in charge but not obnoxious about being in control. They knew pleasure and were showing her just how good it could be with them. Joshua moaned as he kissed her, getting closer and closer to her extremely aroused core. “God Stacie you smell intoxicating.” Stacie blushed, embarrassed. Ragnar kissed her ear and whispered, “Don’t blush sweetheart. I can smell your arousal too, it’s so hot.”

Ragnar slid his hands down her arms and intertwined his fingers with Stacie’s. Joshua pressed his tongue against swollen clit and sucked it hungrily into his mouth. Stacie hissed at the intense surge of pleasure. He moaned deep and long against her skin. Stacie felt his hot, thick, wet tongue surge inside her and she was lost. She bit down on her lip lest she scream and alert the whole floor of the hotel of her pleasure.

She squeezed her fingers in Ragnar’s grip and thrust against Joshua’s hungry mouth. He devoured every wet inch of her. He licked her frantically, and then slipped his middle finger into her vagina, deep. Stacie writhed and gyrated on his finger, and then Ragnar was pulling her dress up and over her head and she was naked… for them. Both men devoured every inch of her body with their eyes and Stacie was not embarrassed, her arousal intensified at their hungry stares.

Stacie couldn’t wait. She wanted… no, needed Joshua inside her. She moaned louder and louder until her wordless moans formed sentences. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me
now
.”

Joshua didn’t need to be asked twice. Almost as soon as she’d uttered the words he was standing up and pulling his belt open and popping the button of his pants open. Stacie watched, intently. Joshua’s eyes were riveted to Stacie’s as he slid his hand over the bulge in his pants and then squeezed himself. “Is this want you want baby?” Stacie’s heart was pounding and she felt another surge of arousal oozing out of her body.
God she loved when a man touched himself for her.
She nodded her head for Joshua and watched as he pulled down his zipper and pulled his pants apart.
Commando. Oh God he’s big. He was going to kill her. But what a way to go.
Joshua saw her startled expression at his commando state or his big cock and winked at her. His rock-hard cock thrust away from his body.

He was thick and long and the tip was shiny with pre-cum. Stacie licked her lips slowly as she watched Joshua push his pants over his ass and down his thighs.  “Fuck me now Joshua.” Stacie bent her knees and spread her legs wider for Joshua. He smirked at her. Wrapped his hand around his shaft, and stroked as he stared between her legs.

Ragnar kept sucking her nipples, but now he dragged one of her hands, still entwined with his fingers, and rubbed both their hands over his also rock hard cock through his jeans. She pressed her fingers against his cock and rubbed him hard, and felt a thrill of pleasure when she felt him moan deeply against her skin. His breath was hot and he was panting.

Joshua’s shirt was off and his pants were still wrapped around his thighs. Oh. She hoped he fucked her like that. Urgent. Can’t wait to take his pants off, needs to be inside her urgent. She wanted to be ravished. Devoured. Fucked within an inch of her life… ok well maybe not that extreme.

Joshua leaned over her body, hand still wrapped around his shaft and rubbed up against Stacie’s hot, swollen core. Her vagina was aching for him. She wanted him deep inside her pussy. She moaned. He thrust. She gasped. He groaned. Stacie wrapped her legs around Joshua and thrust back hard, and fast. “God Stacie, you’re hot and so wet, feels amazing.” Joshua pushed up on his arms and stared down where their bodies were joined. He moaned and said, “Shaved.” And began thrusting in earnest, and intensely.

Stacie met him thrust for thrust. He pounded into her body harder, faster, and deeper. “Your scent is calling me Stacie.” Joshua moaned and Stacie could feel him growing thicker and harder inside her. It was such a turn-on. Stacie moaned. “You feel incredible Joshua.”

They were a medley of thrusting, panting and moaning. Their bodies were slamming hard against each other. Both men were watching her intently and Stacie slid her hands up to her breasts and toyed with her nipples. She twisted and teased them and both men groaned.

She slid one hand down her body and rubbed where she was joined with Joshua. He thrust into her deep and groaned. Stacie rubbed her clit as Joshua thrust over and over. Her body was tingling and she told Joshua not to stop. He was frantically fucking her and breathing deeply. Joshua moaned and stopped moving. Stacie felt him expand and pulse inside her.
Oh god, he was coming… inside her.
“Fuck, yes.” She groaned and orgasmed with Joshua. She felt the butterflies intensify in her stomach, her thighs tightened and she clenched over and over around Joshua, who was still buried deep inside her, pulsing every last drop inside Stacie. The heat was intense.

Ragnar was beside them, pants open and stroking his cock. His hand was making slick noises as he slid his hand up and down his shaft. Joshua pulled out of Stacie’s body and slumped against the bed beside her. Ragnar moved around the bed, to the end. He reached behind his neck and pulled his dress shirt and t-shirt off in one sweep, dropping them to the floor. “I need inside you right now, Stacie. Turn over.” He commanded in a deep, gruff voice laced with arousal.

She smiled and flipped over but not before spotting Ragnar pulling a bottle of lube from behind his back- must have been in his pocket. Her heart thudded as she lay on her stomach. Ragnar leaned over her body, pushed her hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck and her ear, and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you now Stacie, in your ass. Have you ever been taken there before?” She heard the cap flip open and squirmed. No, she hadn’t ever been taken there and she really… really wanted Ragnar to be the first. For some reason, which she attributed to their mutual dragon DNA, her trust and attraction to both men was deep and heartfelt.

Ragnar’s fingers slid up her body and pressed between her cheeks. She pushed up on her knees and opened for him. Ragnar groaned deeply behind her. Joshua sat in the chair opposite the bed, and watched them. Stacie was beyond aroused. Ragnar’s fingers breeched her ass and Stacie tensed. “Breathe out sweetheart.” Ragnar told her and pushed two fingers into her body. She took a deep breath and exhaled, and she felt a heat pulsing from her ass through to the rest of her body. “I won’t be too rough but I won’t be too gentle either, Stacie. Can you take it?” He pulled his fingers out and thrust three fingers into her bottom. Stacie moaned and nodded yes.

Ragnar pulled her back toward his body. She could hear him slicking up his cock and she bent forward on her elbows, bracing for his penetration. She wanted him to take her. Now. He rubbed his cock against her ass and then he was pushing in. “Breathe. In. Out. Bear down Stacie. Now.” Ragnar pushed and thrust into her ass, passing the tight ring of muscle, and she felt her ass relax and let him in. They both moaned. He pushed and stretched her. He was all the way inside her. She was so hot.

Ragnar reached around her body and slid his hand between her legs. She was startled briefly when he started rubbing her clit. Her exposure to the opposite sex was limited and had been pretty unimaginative. It felt incredible to have him all around her.

Joshua was watching them intently. Stacie thrust back against Ragnar. He was talking dirty to her in her ear. It was so wicked. It was so hot. He was going to make her come again. He was telling her he wanted to feel her come all over his fingers. Her body tightened and her clit hardened under his frantic frigging. She squeezed her ass around Ragnar and he groaned really loud. “Keep doing that Stacie. Make me come. I want to fill up your ass.” He moaned and thrust faster. She squeezed her ass around him, over and over. Skin slapping. Sweat dripping. Groaning and moaning. Stacie was overloading in sensations. She felt incredible. They both thrust deeply one last time and stopped moving as their bodies exploded in deep, powerful orgasms. Stacie clenched around Ragnar. Ragnar filled her ass with liquid heat. “You’re marked now, by both of us,” Joshua said, from the chair.