His Carnal Need (Xylon Warriors 2) (17 page)

He shook his head. He couldn’t change what had happened, so he concentrated on what he could change.

Finally, Leila and Erik would be together. Only a small matter of time remained now, until they joined.

Their bond should have occurred years ago, in his opinion, but maybe they both needed time to mature.

Leila possessed a brilliant medical and research mind. And Erik provided a great second to Braden, with his high military skills. Through the years, Erik had maintained his iron will and carried out his duties as a Warrior and a man of principle, whether he acknowledged it or not.

Kam. Also a man of principle. Perhaps too much for his own good. Inflexibility often got a man into trouble. They’d been out of contact for a long time now. He didn’t even know if Kam still trusted him. Or if he would help him, should the need arise. He needed to find a cure for Kam’s pain, before he passed from this life. Leila was working on it, but she hadn’t cracked the problem yet. And Kam needed a mate, too. Still so much to do.

So far, he’d sabotaged Daegal’s breeder sterilization formula without The Dome’s knowledge. Also, he’d contaminated their food sources—the poison would only affect the Egesa. He couldn’t take the chance of a Warrior slave succumbing to the formula, so the active ingredients specifically targeted Egesa physiology. They’d discover the problem soon and implement a counteragent. But by that time, a great deal of damage would be done.

He knew Braden was sending a team to Marid. Regardless of his sabotage, that mission needed to take place for reasons other than those Braden knew. Everything was slowly falling into place.

* * * * *

Erik watched Torque pull Leila’s arms over her head and trap them against the floor. Torque enjoyed restraining women during sex as did most male Warriors on Xylon. Dominating women, expecting sexual submission, was normal in their society. Their females, especially the Warriors, developed as strong, independent women. To submit was the greatest gift they gave to the males.

“Clip her nipples, Braden,” he ordered.

“Clip?” Leila’s voice revealed her surprise and wariness. “You know I’m not into pain, Erik.”

He heard the tremble in her words. She had nothing to worry about. “I know,” he said. “You’ll like it.”

Tonight was about discovery for her. He wanted to expose her to a large variety of sexual experiences, before he officially claimed her for his own. He never wanted her to resent not having enjoyed what most Xylon females took for granted.

“I’ll like it? Hmm. That’s what all men say. We’ll see.”

Erik smiled. “If you don’t like it, you can clip
my
nipples.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” she answered with a laugh.

And he had no doubt she spoke the truth. So, he’d better make this good for her, or he’d never live it down.

“No further protests?” Torque asked her when she said nothing more. “I think we’ve created a nympho here, who’s willing to try anything. Isn’t that the Earth term, Kam?”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

This time, Erik had to laugh. Hell, half of Xylon’s inhabitants fell into the nympho category, if one wanted to place a descriptive tag on their society’s people.

Braden retrieved the items from the Initiation case and knelt beside her. His tongue slowly trailed up Leila’s stomach, over her ribs, to her breasts. He lapped at one nipple, then attached a clip.

Leila groaned and arched her back. “Mmm, decadent.”

A sense of relief swept through Erik. He knew she’d experience some pressure, and maybe slight pain, but mostly intense stimulation. He thought she’d enjoy the feeling. Though, with sexual pleasure, nothing was assured. Each woman reacted differently.

Braden sucked her other nipple into his mouth, then clipped that one, too. He attached a chain, running from one clip to the other. Erik nodded at him, and Braden lightly tugged on the connector.

Leila gasped. “Oh! I can feel the pull from my nipples all the way down to my pussy. That’s…fucking nasty. I love it.”

“Man, and I love it when you talk dirty, babe,” Torque said with a chuckle. “Makes me hot.”

“Everything makes you hot, Torque,” she replied a little breathlessly.

Erik barely heard her words. He remained focused on her body, and the pleasure he wanted to give her.

“Keep the clamps tight on her nipples until I’m through with her.” Going down on his knees, he slid his hands under her knees and lifted her legs over his shoulders. He supported her ass with his palms and buried his mouth between her legs. A delicious sexual meal, like no woman he’d ever tasted. His tongue licked every inch of her pussy, savoring her, like she was his last. He drew her clit into his mouth.

“Oh, yes! Eat me, Erik!” Leila moaned. “Eat me.”

Her words spurred him on. Slowly and steadily, he sucked her clit.

“Ah!”

“Spread her, Erik,” Braden said. “I want to push a lubed finger up her ass. Maybe two.”

A small whimpering sound escaped her lips.

Erik pulled her cheeks apart. He knew she’d love having her ass filled. She jerked slightly, and he figured Braden was entering her at that moment.

“Oh! Yes, Braden. Push all the way in. Yes. Yes. Like that.”

“Kam, get down here and hold her,” Torque directed.

Erik looked up briefly to watch Kam take Torque’s place and clasp Leila’s wrists in his hands. He stretched her arms flat on the floor above her head.

Torque tightened the nipple clamps slightly, then began jerking the chain over and over, which jiggled her tits and pulled on her hard buds.

“Ah!”

What a sight! Completely at their mercy, with him in control. Erik’s dick hardened painfully, and he lowered his mouth to her pussy once more.

With Torque tugging the chain, Kam restraining her, Erik licking and sucking her clit, and Braden’s fingers up her ass, Leila felt just like their sex slave, as Torque had said before, and as she’d felt in the bed earlier when they’d worked her over sexually.
Yes.
She let go and allowed it all to happen, complete sexual surrender.

Torque leaned down and whispered against her lips. “You’re gorgeous. And you enjoy being held down, don’t you? I know you do, babe.”

“I wouldn’t—”

“Shh.” He licked her lips. “You love getting gang-fucked by men you can trust. Don’t deny it.” He jerked the nipple chain harder.

“Oh!” He was right. She couldn’t deny it. She did feel hot, and needy, and safe, and oh-so wet.

Erik’s lips and tongue consumed her in a way that made her feel like he believed her pussy belonged to him. And Braden pumped his fingers inside her ass with wild abandon, back and forth, pushing deep.

So good.

Tugging only gently on the chain, now, to stretch her nipples, Torque whispered against her mouth, “Erik is going to ride you hard, babe. I can’t wait to watch him drill that sexy, wet cunt of yours. That’s what you’ve always secretly wanted, right, for him to fuck you, while others watched? That’s why you really still go to the Joining Parties, hoping he’ll push the issue and make you submit in front of everyone. Admit it.” He pulled harder on the chain. “Admit it!”

Her answer was a scream as she came. Vaguely, she heard Kam and Braden praising and encouraging her. Her pleasure rose and peaked, then slowly ebbed to a mild tremor.

Torque released the nipple clamps. She groaned at the flood of hot sensation. His mouth covered one nipple then the next, sucking gently.

Erik sat back, watching her reactions. Just knowing his eyes were on her made her feel sexy and desired. Her eyes remained locked with his until Braden moved and blocked her view. He licked at her lips as Torque had done earlier, but he didn’t kiss her. He tugged open his pants.

Oh, my!

Torque and Braden held their cocks in their hands and fisted themselves like crazy. Torque was completely naked, looking like some fierce, barbaric Warrior from Xylon’s history. Braden simply knelt over her with his pants undone and pushed down to his knees.

“We’re going to come on you,” Torque panted.

Come on her? The idea had never appealed to her before, nor had she ever allowed a man to shoot his semen on her, but…

“Touch me,” Torque said. “Anywhere. I need to feel your fingers on me.”

Anywhere? Unable to resist the once in a lifetime opportunity, and needing to do something totally unexpected, she reached up and slapped Torque’s tight ass. He’d feel that.

“Hey!” he protested, but with a deep, pleasure-filled groan. After a moment, he said, “Do Braden.”

Braden’s eyes widened.

She complied and smacked Braden’s sexy ass, which got an equally deep moan from him. One at a time, she slapped them hard. Over and over. Now they’d both know how a spanking felt, in case they’d never been on the receiving end.

“Oh, damn!” Braden shouted. “That’s good. Ah!” He came over her breasts.

Torque shouted and came too, his semen shooting over her stomach. “Ahhh!”

They squeezed and shook their dicks, spilling everything they had onto her body.

Somehow an action she’d once found unappealing seemed strangely erotic to her. The sheer ecstasy and satisfaction on their faces made the act worthwhile. They stayed on their knees beside her, breathing heavily, their heads down.

When Braden finally did raise his head, his look of ecstasy changed to one of guilt. He jerked up his pants.

Leila felt bad for him. She understood his thoughts and feelings without asking. “I know you love Alexa, Braden.”

“Yes, I do. More than anything.” His eyes reflected his inner turmoil. “I just got this strange feeling, like I was betraying her.”

“Hey,” Torque said, getting Braden’s attention. “This is our way,” he continued, his voice low and soft.

“It takes nothing away from what you have with Alexa, brother.”

“I know.” He nodded. “I just hope she feels the same.”

A lump caught in Leila’s throat. Braden was a good man. She believed that with all her heart. If he truly thought Alexa wouldn’t understand, she doubted he’d have even shown up tonight. The other three could have done this without him, most likely. Though, Braden
had
been a stabilizing force tonight. He’d known when she was suffering, before the others noticed. She was truly grateful he was here.

Torque leaned down and whispered against her mouth, “Loved the spanking. I’ve never been given one before. Not even when I deserved one.” He chuckled. “You are one hot fuck, babe. Erik’s a lucky man.”

She didn’t say anything, but she did reach up and stroke his cheek. His eyes widened briefly, and he cleared his throat. She’d obviously surprised him. Probably, he hadn’t been shown a lot of tenderness from women. That saddened her. He might have turned into a less abrasive man, if he had. But apparently he did understand that something special bound her and Erik together.

After Braden and Torque got to their feet, Erik knelt beside her. “Now, you’re all mine.” He leaned over and kissed her deeply, briefly tangling his tongue with hers before pulling back. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

That’s the last thing she remembered, until some time later. She lay on the soft floor, amid a pile of pillows, with her eyes closed. Her body felt worn out, and her mind foggy. Someone had finally cleaned the cum off her. She wasn’t sure who, but from his extra gentle touch, she suspected Erik was the one.

She didn’t have the energy to open her eyes to look.

The chemicals had almost worn off. She felt it. Her body was no longer on fire. She could probably make it through the rest of the night now just fine.

“One more wave, gentlemen,” Erik said. “This is the last, then we’ll call it a night.”

She whimpered. “Again?” Her voice came out so low she doubted anyone even heard her. She remembered Torque’s words about Erik fucking her and wondered if they were true. How could Torque know Erik’s intentions unless they pre-planned this entire event? Or maybe Erik had simply stated his desire to the rest of them earlier.

Someone turned her onto her stomach. She seemed to drift in and out of awareness. Pillows were shoved under her hips. She felt her ass spread open and something warm and gooey was pushed up inside her. She raised her ass slightly and got spanked in return. “Ouch.”

“Stay still,” Erik ordered her.

Someone’s hand, she thought probably Erik’s, spanked her a second time. Harder. She squealed, and someone chuckled. Torque? When another sharp blow landed on her butt, she squirmed. Her ass was still sensitive from the last spanking. “Enough!” The next person who spanked her tender ass was going to get kicked in the groin.

She felt her cheeks spread again and pressure against her hole. The head of a cock pushed into her ass and slid deep. The sensation was incredible. She rubbed her nipples against the floor’s soft fibers, not sure who was inside her, but she loved the tight fit, and the way all her nerve endings screamed out for more.

“Oh, yes. Fuck my ass.” Almost ashamed to admit, even to herself, she didn’t care who was fucking her right now. She just knew that she loved the feeling.

The in-and-out motion increased, faster and faster.

“Yeah, Erik!” Torque practically cheered. “Give her all you’ve got.”

Erik was up her ass! Yes! His cock felt more intense than the anal dildo, or Braden’s fingers, or even Kam’s tongue. He filled her completely, stretching her asshole. She moved her bottom in rhythm with his thrusts. Knowing he was the one inside her increased her pleasure so much more.

“Look at her,” Torque said. “She loves getting her ass fucked. Pump that butthole good, Erik. Make her scream the roof off.”

“Shut up, Torque,” Braden said.

“You’re breaking the mood,” Kam complained.

Nothing could break the mood for her. She loved this. Erik knew what she needed, and exactly how she needed it.

Erik grunted, fucking her hard. As his hips pumped against her, he pushed aside her hair and licked the back of her neck in one long stroke.

Leila shuddered. She couldn’t help but wonder if he wanted to Brand her. The mark was placed on the back of the neck of a female by a male, through a special implant in the man’s mouth, at the moment they both orgasmed. Such a Brand meant they were bound together for eternity.