His Carnal Need (Xylon Warriors 2) (18 page)

“Someday,” he whispered in her ear.

She sucked in a sharp breath and almost came right then. He knew her thoughts! Or maybe he’d licked her neck on purpose, knowing the direction her mind would take. Did he mean what his actions implied?

Or was this just another Erik tease? Certainly, he wouldn’t play around with such an important subject, simply to get the reaction and cooperation out of her that he wanted.

“Clip her clit, Braden,” Erik ordered.

“Oh, shit, yeah,” Torque said. “She’ll go nuts.”

Her clit? She groaned. If the clip felt anything like the ones used on her nipples, she didn’t know if she could take the intensity.

Erik rolled onto his side, taking her with him. “Get ready for the sensation of your life, baby.” He drew one of her legs over his hip, while Braden retrieved the proper clip from the case.

Braden knelt in front of them. He held her pussy open wide with the fingers of one hand and stimulated her clit with his finger.

“Ah, oh. That’s so good, Braden.” She wanted Erik more than anyone, but if she had to choose a threesome, she’d pick Braden. He knew just how to excite a woman, or at least her. He and Erik made a good team.

A grin tugged at his lips, but he didn’t say anything.

Erik lightly pumped his hips. “Make sure she’s extended, so it doesn’t slip off.”

After a few more flicks, Braden tugged gently on her clit, then clipped the fleshy bud. “Done.”

When the clamp closed around her, she tensed. The object contained little wave tips on the inside which moved back and forth, stimulating her on all sides at the same time. “Ah, ah, ah.” She’d known of the clamp’s existence, but had never used one.

Erik rolled her onto her stomach. She gasped as his cock pushed deep. In Braden’s hand, she spotted a remote control.

“Turn it on medium,” Erik ordered.

With the added power, the normal waving of the tips increased. The stimulators attacked her clit, the feeling ten times stronger than when her nipples were clamped. Pleasure vibrated to every pore of her body. “Oh!”

Erik moved his hips slowly, pumping his cock deeply, then more shallowly. “Keep increasing the stimulation, Braden. A little at a time.”

“Doing it now.”

“Wait!” Leila jerked. “Too much! I can’t take any more.” Her body began to shake, and she couldn’t catch her breath.

“Yes, you can,” Erik told her, moving faster and harder now against her ass. “Relax. Take my cock and don’t fight the clip.”

“The feeling of both is too intense.” She bucked beneath him. “Ahh!”

“Scream! Let it out,” Erik ordered, holding her down and fucking her ass like crazy. “Show me how much you love this.”

“Yeah!” Torque said. “Fuck her, Erik.”

“Yes. Yes! Yes!” Her body climaxed, and her asshole tightened around his cock.

“Oh, yeah, Leila!” Erik shouted, his voice full of excitement. “Again, come again!”

“Come on, Leila,” Kam said.

“Yes!” She came hard, the feeling incredible.

“That’s right, baby. Keep coming.”

After two more orgasms of intense, mind-blowing pleasure, she collapsed. Breathing heavily, she felt perspiration trickling down her body. Erik pulled out of her ass and turned her onto her back.

What an experience! She watched him tear off a protective covering from his still-hard cock, as Braden gently removed the clip from her clit.

“You did good,” Braden said, his voice low and tender.

“Thank you,” she said, the words popping out of her mouth unexpectedly. She wasn’t sure if she was actually thanking Braden, Erik, or both of them.

Erik’s eyes darkened, and his facial expression turned intense. “That’s how a great ass-fucking feels, Leila. Now, it’s time for your cunt to get the same treatment.”

She gasped at his language and the way his body visibly tensed.

“You’re getting fucked the way I’ve wanted to do you, and you’ve needed doing, for way too long.”

With a primitive look—one she didn’t recognize from him—he pushed Braden aside and shoved her thighs wide. He positioned himself between her legs and, with a deep growl, thrust his naked cock fiercely up her pussy.

“Oh!” She arched into him.

Without giving her time to adjust to his length and width, he pumped her pussy with solid, deep, forceful strokes. “Yeah! How’s that feel, baby?”

Her whole body vibrated from the anal orgasms she still hadn’t recovered from, and now Erik was fucking her pussy as if he’d never get another chance. So good. So right. So perfect. Her body shook and trembled. “Erik! Oh, yes! Harder! Harder! Do it!” Inside her was right where he belonged. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails into his shoulders, holding on for dear life. She never wanted this to end.

The others stood back and watched, just as Torque had said they would. She briefly made eye contact with each of them. Seeing their excitement in watching Erik wildly ram his cock into her pussy increased her own pleasure.

Her hips pumped up against him, fucking him back with more need and enthusiasm than she’d ever felt for a man. “Erik, take what you need from me. Show me what you want, what your most erotic desire is.

I’ll give it to you. Anything.”

The other men groaned.

He whispered in her ear, flicking his tongue lightly against her skin. “Later, when we’re alone, I’ll tell you my most secret, carnal need.” His hips moved more rapidly now, drilling her fast and hard, like a machine.

“Yes!” She undulated beneath him, moving her body like a woman starved for a man, because she was starved. For this man. And she wanted to know all his secrets, sexual and otherwise.

“Man, she’s like a sex-crazed animal,” Torque said.

“That’s what happens when a woman doesn’t get enough cock,” Braden responded.

“Or when she’s fallen in lo—” Kam stopped mid-sentence and cleared his throat, not finishing his observation.

Their conversation was lost on her. She fully focused on Erik now, not caring what anyone else said or did. As far as she was concerned, the two of them were alone in the room.

Erik slowed down, panting heavily from his exertion. He moved almost gently inside her now. “Come, Leila. Come for me.” He stroked her cheek. “Let me see you explode. Just for me. One more time.”

“I want you to explode, too,” she said. She squeezed her internal muscles around his cock. “Come inside me.”

“Oh, Leila. Ah!” His hips jerked forward, moving faster again. “Yeah, baby! I’m coming!”

Erik climaxed, and his semen filled her pussy. Nothing had ever felt so good to her. Now, he was a part of her forever. She screamed his name over and over as her muscles tightened, and her body climaxed in response, milking his cock.

After he finished coming, he collapsed on top of her. She bore his weight, too tired to move. A few moments later, when their breathing returned to somewhat normal, he shifted his body weight and kissed her deeply, brushing her tongue with his.

She accepted his tongue—would accept anything he wanted from her. She’d never felt so completely satisfied by sex, or anything else, in her life. Not only was her body sated, but her mind as well. Now, she felt like no boundaries held her back from the life she wanted and needed to live as a female Xylon Warrior.

* * * * *

Josella sat in the back of the orbiter, looking at Pitch and the two female Warriors. She didn’t recognize the women, but presumably they were the sisters of the new Warrior Leader, according to Pitch. She knew they ranked as Class 1 Warriors from the markings on their jackets. They hadn’t said much to her, other than to bark a few orders. Obviously, they didn’t want to be here. She heard the wind swirling outside from the approaching storm. Rain and sand. She felt relieved to be inside. She’d been unsheltered and mud-soaked before. Not a pleasant experience.

The women tromped out of the orbiter, looking surly.

“What’s going on?” she asked Pitch.

“The orbiter sustained some damage while we were out looking for you. One of the gangs must have come across it and tried to gain entry. I can’t blame them. I’d do most anything to get off this moon, too.”

“Are we going to be able to take off?”

“We’re working on it.”

“I assume I’m being blamed for this.” From the look on the women’s faces, she did not feel safe with her situation.

He smiled. “Not by me. We’ll have to wait out the storm. The sand is already clogging our external systems. We’ll need to do a full flush. Our timing wasn’t so good. I checked the weather before we orbited. Nothing notable showed up on tracking. This freak storm came out of nowhere.”

“A lot of freak storms happen here.”

“So I understand. The atmosphere isn’t stable.” He turned to a control panel and flipped some switches.

“Don’t worry about it.”

How could she not worry, especially when she wasn’t sure about these three who basically held her captive? She didn’t recognize any of them. Nor did the name Braden Koll sound familiar, but then she couldn’t really judge anything by that. When she’d left Sunevia, she’d lived atop on Xylon and never much followed the military or political goings on, even though her sister held a Class 1 rank. She did know of Laszlo, of course. And a handful of others.

She studied Pitch. He was one hunk of a man. Black hair and the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. But that didn’t mean he was sincere.

They might be defected Warriors and not really taking her to her sister. But if so, how would they know Halah’s name, and why would they care about her?

Maybe they were Dispensers—The Lair’s equivalent of The Dome’s Assassins. She shuddered at the thought.

Whoever these Warriors really were, she didn’t feel comfortable just sitting around and waiting for her fate…

* * * * *

Leila’s eyes fluttered open. Darkness surrounded her. She must have fallen asleep. Her eyes took a moment to adjust. The light above a scenic picture on the wall cast shadows around the bedchamber.

Strangely, everything looked neat, clean, and in its place. A pleasant scent even wafted through the air.

Vanilla. They must have turned on her scenting system.

The Initiation was over.

She stretched under the covers, feeling delightfully sore and tender. Her mind seemed clear, or relatively so, considering what she’d been through. Her memory was a bit patchy though.

The men had showered her, along with themselves, and then put her to bed. She vaguely remembered their hands cleansing her body, but that’s all. If they’d had sex with her in the shower, she didn’t remember that.

Her foot made contact with something warm. She turned her head. Erik.

Surprised by his presence, she rose up on her elbows. Nobody else was around. He lay beside her, quiet and still.

At the realization that he had stayed with her after the ceremony, in case she needed anything, she presumed, her heart softened. She lightly pushed back a few strands of soft brown hair that toppled onto his forehead, and kissed him gently. In sleep, he looked so adorable that she couldn’t help but smile.

She snuggled next to him, laying her head on his chest. Strong and firm. His arm came around her, but other than that, he didn’t stir. He felt so warm, and he made her feel safe and secure.

Thinking about tonight…she never knew fucking could be so incredible. She hoped what had happened wouldn’t harm her relationship with the others. Sex did that sometimes, even on Xylon.

She rubbed Erik’s stomach. Peeking under the covers, she saw he was naked. So was she. His words came back to her—
my most secret, carnal need
. Her body trembled.

Although she’d enjoyed the re-initiation—what she remembered of it—she really wanted to know how it felt to be precious to one, special man. This man.

Earlier, he’d said,
now you’re mine
. Maybe he’d just meant for the rest of the Initiation, and didn’t mean it for his entire life. She needed to find out, before too much more time passed.

Tonight was an experience she’d needed to complete for personal and professional reasons, but multiple partners wasn’t something she wanted to do again. Probably. She held back a giggle.

The pill and Initiation chemicals had enabled her to be sexually free and beg for more. She couldn’t believe all the things she’d allowed them to do to her, to her body. But she felt complete now, like she’d gotten back something stolen from her long ago.

Tomorrow, an important mission began. She hadn’t expected to leave so soon, but she knew now that she was protected, they’d leave at sunrise. She needed rest. With her memories of the night held close, she shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Seven

Strapped to a command chair, Leila sat at the orbiter’s navigation and communication controls. She stared out the front portals and let her mind drift.

Xylon’s orb glowed pink and blue-green in the distance. Two of Xylon’s five moons also shone in the darkness of space, the spectrum of vivid colors a sight to behold. She couldn’t see the other three moons from her vantage point.

Marid loomed closest. She had always believed the Xylon system one of the most beautiful with its variety of hues and unique planetary formations. Too bad such violence and conflict between The Lair and The Dome spoiled that beauty.

She glanced to her left at Erik, who sat in the pilot’s command seat, a look of deep concentration on his face as he went over the pre-orbit check list. Kam sat behind them and to the side, operating weapons and tracking controls.

Her body still tingled from the group fucking last night. She thought today would be awkward, but everyone treated her as always. The only difference she noticed appeared in Erik’s eyes, when she sometimes caught him staring at her with a combination of passion, tenderness, and what looked to her like possessiveness.

Nobody had mentioned anything about the rite to her, so far. The morning had been too busy for anyone to think much about the Initiation, she supposed, though she certainly managed just fine.

She thought Erik had stayed in her bed last night, holding her close, but this morning she’d woken up alone. Maybe everything had been a dream. She held back a nervous laugh.