Dark Paradise (8 page)

“Fight!” Danix’s yell pierced her brain like a poison-tipped arrow and sent a shot of adrenaline through her body.

But she didn’t need him to give her permission to fight. She’d been headed down that path before he’d even opened his mouth. After all, Elder had already informed her of Danix’s proclivity for violence.

She bucked her hips, her movements doing little to dislodge Elder from her body but serving to drive Mach’s fingers deeper inside her.

She squeezed Elder’s balls, hard. Too hard.

“Dammit, Cin!”

The housekeepers whooped, but their laughter was strained.

She was pissed—at herself for wanting to come as they watched, at Elder and Mach for kissing Danix’s ass, and at the fucking band of Mehnarthi men for being such badass sons of bitches.

She tightened her grip on Elder’s sac, and he dropped her legs to try to pry her fingers from his delicate balls.

Mach roared his anger and withdrew his fingers from her cunt, then grabbed her wrist. “Release him!”

She did, and as Elder groaned and bent over, cupping himself, she kicked her way from beneath him and scrambled away.

There was nowhere to actually run to, of course. Housekeeping would get her if Elder and Mach didn’t, and she’d much rather be caught by her two new companions.

Still, she gave it a decent try.

She glanced over her shoulder and saw Mach loping toward her, and with a scream of fear, she doubled her efforts.

The ground was unforgiving beneath her tender soles. Rocks and sticks and other sharp objects bit into her feet, but before she could think much about it, Mach brought her down.

He lay atop her back for a few seconds. “You feed his desires.”

She took a deep breath, trying to slow her heart. “That’s the idea. You’re welcome.”

He jumped off her and hauled her to her feet, then wound her long hair around his hand. It wouldn’t hurt unless she tried to resist or run. Then most of her hair would have to be left behind.

“Rope!” he bellowed.

Elder had it waiting, his eyes narrow and angry as he looked at her. She shrugged and dropped her gaze to his dick. He was still hard, so maybe he’d liked the pain.

“Where shall we tie her?” Elder asked.

Mach nodded at a tree but not the trunk.

They each grabbed a wrist and after securing the rope around her arms, tied the ends to two limbs low enough so her feet still touched the ground, but she had to stand on tiptoes to ease the strain on her arms. “Too high.”

They ignored her.

Some of the housekeepers were openly masturbating now. One Mehnarthi had forced another to his knees and was fucking him with an almost desperate-looking force.

Cin’s breasts felt heavy and full, the nipples stiffening into hard points as Mach pinched one and caressed the other.

He kicked her ankles apart.

“No!” Her yells were ignored, so she fought to get her legs back together and restore her balance. Her shoulders and arms were starting to ache with the strain. “Let me loose, Mach. I won’t run again, I swear it. Fucking
bastard
.”

Elder walked behind her and once again hooked her at her knees, lifting her so she was suspended with her legs open, and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.

She felt more exposed than she’d ever felt in her life. Mach walked a few steps away, his arms crossed, staring at her.

Danix strode to his side, his huge red cock like a battering ram waving in the air, bobbing before him as he walked. “Let Gemian have her, and I swear upon my men and my mother we shall leave you this morn and not challenge you again.” His black eyes devoured her naked body, his hand stroking his cock with an almost distracted movement.

She bucked against the ropes and against Elder’s hard arms. For a brief second, her shock at the Mehnarthi leader’s beautiful English overshadowed all else. But only for a second. “What? No! Mach, you said you wouldn’t let them take me!”

“You would give up all attempts to claim her?” Elder asked.

Danix nodded. “I would.”

“Mach! Elder, I will not be taken by a fucking housekeeper!”

Elder put his mouth to her ear. “Hush, Cin. Mach won’t let them fuck you.”

Her gaze jerked back to Mach and Danix. Danix continued to stroke his erection, and his hot stare never left her body. “Gemian is hungry, Half Man. Let him eat her.”

Mach looked at her, then at Elder. “Tell her.”

Elder sighed. “Gemian is Danix’s favorite. He would give him this treat. Let the boy lick and play with your pussy, and we will be left in peace.”

“Boy?” She shuddered.

She felt Elder’s shrug. “Sort of. Please, Cin. We need to rid ourselves of the fucking Mehnarthi.”

“He will only put his mouth on my pussy?”

“I swear it.”

She nodded. “Okay. Bring him. Let’s get this over and done with.”

“Bring him, Mach,” Elder said, and he pulled her legs as far apart as they would go. “Let him eat.”

But she was not prepared. When one of the housekeepers led Gemian toward her, she shrieked. “I changed my mind! Elder!”

“It’s too late. You agreed. Danix will not allow you to back out now.”

“But he’s not a fucking…he’s not…he’s revolting!”

She watched, horrified, as a lump of hideous being hurried toward her, a housekeeper guiding him.

Approximately three feet tall, at the most, the “boy” resembled a squat, horrid toad. His face was deformed and squashed, his features thick, his mouth a large gaping hole with loose, fat lips. As she watched, he darted his tongue out; a wide pink piece of flesh at least six inches long.

Tufts of hair sprouted from his round brown head, and his arms were disproportionately long. His fingers touched the ground. But like other males, he had a penis.

His cock was a swollen, raw-looking thing, too fat to find its way easily into any pussy, human or otherwise. Maybe his own species could have accommodated that dick, but she couldn’t have imagined the cunt made to take this creature’s cock.

“He’s a Moonbruin,” Elder whispered, “and one of the most beautiful to his kind. They love nothing more than human…juices. They have sex organs inside their mouths and on their tongues, and it has been said that when they give you an orgasm, it’s like nothing imaginable; for you, for them, and for anyone in the area.”

“Get it away,” she said. She moaned, letting her head fall back against Elder. “Get it away from me.”

“It will feel good, if you’ll let it.”

She struggled in earnest. “I don’t want it!”

But the Moonbruin stood before her, his big brown eyes turned up to her face. His eyes were beautiful, at least. “Missy? Missy feed Gemian?”

“No, you hideous beast!”

He darted his tongue out and wrapped the pointed end around her clit. “Mmm.”

She jerked at the shock of ecstasy that zipped through her. “Oh, fuck.”

Elder gave a soft laugh at the tone of wonder in her voice. Mach and Danix walked closer, standing just behind Gemian.

“Eat her, my Gemian. Eat!”

And in seconds, she’d lost her desire to cast him away.

Gemian reached up his long, strong fingers and clamped on to her nipples, squeezing them so hard she screamed in pain and fought the ropes that held her.

Elder whispered in her ear, trying to soothe her, but his words didn’t manage to cut through the fiery pain and the overwhelming ecstasy.

Those sensations clashed inside her, beating every inch of her body. Gooseflesh covered her skin, and she shuddered, unable to stop as the Moonbruin locked on to her pussy with his exceptional mouth and continued pinching her nipples until she thought she couldn’t stand the pain.

But then that pain merged with the pleasure radiating from between her legs, and she could no longer tell one from the other.

It was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Nothing she’d even imagined. And it wasn’t just from the Moonbruin’s lips or even from the excruciating pleasure of his viselike fingers.

“Yes!” She couldn’t help but scream it. She wanted to say what she felt but couldn’t find the words.

And maybe because he understood her more than she’d realized, Mach went to his bags and grabbed a strip of cloth, then tied it over her eyes.

When she was blind, the sensations intensified even more. She saw nothing and felt everything.

Elder had her legs stretched to an almost unbearable width, and she bucked against him, trying to pull her legs a little closer together.

Gemian pushed his long, long tongue inside her, his teeth scraping her clit. He ate with enthusiasm, with low sounds of enjoyment, his tongue ever twirling and plunging.

Her climax exploded, and she dimly heard groans and hushed moans from her audience and knew they welcomed their own orgasms.

“The Moonbruin’s climax spills over and affects each of us,” Elder said, his voice strained and harsh. “This is why Danix wanted him to taste you.”

Gemian released her nipples and her pussy at the same time, and the intensity of the loss was overwhelming. She wanted more. She shook her head violently, trying to dislodge the blindfold. “I’m not finished!”

Then Mach’s deep voice penetrated the fog of disappointment in her brain. “I will fuck you, Cin.”

She could have cried with relief. “Yes, Mach. Oh yes.”

He slid his huge cock inside her with an unbearable slowness, then pulled nearly all the way back out. She felt lips at her aching breasts, a tongue soothing her distended, abused nipples.

She neither knew nor cared whose lips drew her nipples inside his warm, moist mouth. It mattered only that it felt like heaven.

Elder held her legs open as Mach plunged inside her, his own cock hard against her ass. Sandwiched between the two men, unable to move, to touch, or to see, she gave herself over to them.

Mach pounded into her, harder, faster, deeper, hitting her clit with every thrust. Her battered body tightened with the looming orgasm, and then it was there, a release so powerful she couldn’t find the breath to so much as moan. Her climax beat at her in waves of crushing intensity. For a moment there was nothing but silence and darkness, and she was nothing but one huge raw nerve ending. Even her heart seemed to stop beating.

Everything rushed in at once, all the day’s sounds, the roaring inside her skull, Elder’s strained, low murmuring.

Mach continued to fuck her, his hands at her ass, holding her still as he took her to the sharp edge of yet another orgasm.

His cock filled her, stretching her painfully to accommodate his large, unrelenting dick, and she welcomed the pain as she welcomed the pleasure. She wanted to touch him, to dig her nails into his back, to suck at his lips, to bury her face against his throat, but she could only hang there, helpless and restrained, and take whatever was given her.

Elder shuddered against her back, and Mach groaned, his thrusts slowing. He pulled himself from her sodden, throbbing pussy, and in the next moment she felt hands at her wrists, loosening her bonds.

She was lowered to the ground, to soft grass, and though she tried, she could not close her legs. They had been open in a strained position for too long, and it was beyond her power to move them. Exhausted, she could only lie there as she was gently rearranged, crying out once as finally someone pushed her legs together and covered her with a blanket.

When her blindfold was removed, she kept her eyes closed, not ready to face the day, or the faces, or reality.

“They’ve gone,” Elder said, and she knew the housekeepers had slunk away as suddenly as they’d arrived.

The men lay one on each side of her and snaked their arms around her sated, exhausted body. They stroked her hair, gave her gentle kisses on her forehead and cheeks, and talked to each other in low voices.

Comforted, she slept.

When she awakened, the men had gone and she was alone.

Chapter Nine

The fire had died down, and she felt curiously bereft. She wrapped the blanket around her nude body and stood carefully, noting her weak legs. She needed another poe.

Her stomach growled, loud in the warm, still day. Where had those damn men gone? She walked gingerly to her bags, awash in relief when she found Saint and Satan asleep in their holsters.

She dragged on her clothes and boots, strapped her knives around her hips, then pulled her bag over her shoulders.

“Where are you going, love?”

She started at Elder’s voice and turned to see him and Mach staring at her, both of them holding a brace of game birds.

“I thought you’d gone.”

Mach tilted his head, frowning. “Gone?”

She twisted her lips in a hostile smile. “As in split, departed, disappeared, fled, left me. Gone. Vamoose.” She waved. “Bye-bye.”

Elder dropped his birds. “Honey…”

Mach stomped toward her. “Stupid girl.”

She backed up a step. “Huh?”

He tossed his birds so they landed almost in the fire, then grabbed her by the shoulders. “We don’t leave you.”

She pursed her lips. “I don’t care if you leave or not. I was just heading to the post.”

He shook her hard, his unbraided hair falling to hide half his face. “We don’t leave you. You don’t leave us.”

Elder stood beside Mach, his face proud. “We belong together, Cin. We chose you. You chose us. You don’t have to be afraid.”

She licked her dry lips, squinting against the brightness of the sun. “I’m not afraid. I don’t care if you two walk away. I’ve been on my own for a long fucking time now, and I don’t even
like
company. So if you—”

Mach shook her once more, then pulled her into his arms. “Stupid girl.” But his voice was gentle.

She didn’t know what to say, so she said nothing. She was almost ashamed at how her body melted against him, at how she reveled in his embrace. He was just so big, so warm, so safe.

“You saved our lives, Cin.”

She started at Mach’s voice, deep and rumbling against her ear. Rubbing her cheek against him, she smiled. “I know. You should kiss my ass forever.” Despite her offhand words, she didn’t want to talk about it. It made her uncomfortable.

Who the hell had she become? Someone who had no inhibitions, who would do depraved things and
like
it? She shuddered in Mach’s arms, an image of Gemian flashing into her mind.