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“So beautiful.”
Brale
looked down at her with greedy eyes. His
fingers suddenly pinched her hardening nipple, sending another wave of arousal
between her legs.

She moaned, and the hand on her
hair deliciously tightened.
 
“Let me take
care of you, too,
Brale
.” Her fingers found his
zipper, and she began to work his shaft with his hand while her mouth worked on
Dyos’s
.

“J, you’re a fine treasure. Our
fine treasure,”
Brale
murmured.

J’s cheeks heated up at the
comment, but fortunately the two men didn’t seem to notice. While she’d been
trained in the arts of pleasure, never before did she want to please anyone as
much as she wanted to please the two men.

“Take me in your mouth, J. I don’t
think I will be able to last long,”
Dyos
instructed,
pushing his cock head between her lips.

J opened her mouth wider to take
him in, applying suction with every inch she covered. When his cock hit the
back of her throat, J almost gagged, but
Dyos’s
hand
on her hair was careful, helping her ease out. She wasn’t done. She dove back
in after regaining her breathing, knowing
Dyos
was
about to reach climax.

J let
Dyos
take control, and his prick was like a warm steel rod driving into her mouth. A
series of tingles traveled right into her core. She couldn’t wait to feel his
shaft driving into her restless pussy.

“Fuck. What a wonderful sight.”
Brale
groaned then came all over her fingers.

Seconds later,
Dyos
reached climax. Growling,
Dyos
withdrew out of her
mouth, his warm cum hitting her chest and breasts. Before J could appreciate
her handiwork,
Brale’s
strong hands were around her
waist, lifting her with ease. J let out a squeak, but he only positioned her
back on her feet.

Seeing him kneeling before her and
parting her legs with an intense expression on his face, she asked uncertainly,
“What are you doing?”
 

“Relax, little one. I am simply
returning you the favor.
Dyos
, would you help hold
her?”

Dyos
stood, disappearing from her line of sight. Feeling the hard muscles of his
chest mould themselves against her back and his sure hands gripping her waist,
J leaned against his large frame, sighing. The moment
Brale’s
mouth descended on her clit, J was lost in a flood of sensation.

Chapter Four

Hearing J sigh above him like a
contented kitten,
Brale
gripped her legs further
apart and sucked hard on her clit. Seeing the soft and tempting folds of her
opening only made him harder and more eager to bring J to pleasure. He couldn’t
wait to feel the muscles of her pussy taking in his cock while
Dyos
took her from behind.

“While he enjoys the taste of your
sweet pink lips beneath, I want to taste your other lips,”
Dyos
demanded.

He must have claimed her lips,
because all
Brale
could hear were her muffled sounds.
Gods of the Galaxy, J was unbearably sweet. She had an irresistible and
unexplainable magnetism to her that made it hard for
Brale
to pull away.

This feeling was akin to the
sensation of drowning, of being pulled under by gravity.
Brale
had felt the same way he saw
Dyos
for the first time
on the battlefield. He had known, irrevocably and undeniably, that
Dyos
rightfully belonged to him just as he knew J belonged
to them.

He knew
Dyos
was uncertain at the start at making J their third, but
Brale
was confident all of
Dyos’s
qualms were slowly being
stripped away. All
Brale
needed to do now was
convince J it was the right choice staying with them.

Inhaling the scent of female musk
and her arousal,
Brale
lapped at her folds like a
starved man. Dragging his tongue downwards,
Brale
stabbed into her folds with relish, catching every bit of her cream.
Brale
knew his tongue was longer and thinner than an
average
Terran
male’s, and he knew how to expertly
use it, according to
Dyos
.

J was squirming against his steel
grip, pressing herself eagerly into his face as he sank deeper and deeper into
her.

Brale
paused from his task to remark, “The gods be damned,
Dyos
.
She’s so responsive.”

Tracing the edges of her pussy lips
elicited a needy moan from her.

“Do you want
Brale
to put more fingers inside you, J?”
Dyos
asked.

“Oh yes, please.”

Brale
complied, sliding a second and third finger in, stretching her wide. “We’re
much bigger than three digits, J. Do you think you can take our cocks?”

With his fingers slick with her
juices,
Brale
withdrew them and fastened his mouth
over her swollen lips again. He probed her other hole with his hand, feeling
her cry out against
Dyos
in surprise as
Brale
began to circle the puckered flesh.

“
Brale
and I
are
a matched pair, J. Do you think you can
manage two shafts pounding inside you, taking turns?”
Dyos
teased.

“Oh gods, yes.”

Her need was so palpable
Brale
could almost scent it in the air, but they had to
make sure she was ready for them.

“I want you to come all over my
mouth, J. I want to feast on the sweet taste of you,”
Brale
commanded, one finger going into her ass while he continued thrusting his
tongue deep into her.

“That’s it, little one. Come for
us,”
Dyos
encouraged.

Tremors ran across her soft slender
body, and even her choking cry sounded like music to
Brale’s
ears.
Brale
opened his mouth greedily to catch every
drop.

“Talk to us, J. How are you
feeling?”
Dyos
asked.

“Good. The instructional vids and
even the hands-on practices never felt that good,” J confessed.

Brale
leaned across J’s shoulder. “Come sample her on me,
Dyos
,”

Color rose to her cheeks as
Dyos
received his deep kiss and her lingering aftertaste.
Seeing two men kiss didn’t seem to bother her one bit. If possible, it seemed
to amplify her excitement.

“Look at
Brale
,
J. See how he’s so hard for you,”
Dyos
said, pressing
himself
against the line of her back, beginning to
stroke himself against her.

“You’re hard, too,
Dyos
,” J whispered, eyes dropping down to
Brale’s
length.

The sight of her erect and hard
nipples was driving
Brale
mad. Cupping her right
breast,
Brale
sucked on the tip, his eyes not leaving
her face. He couldn’t wait to see those amazing tits bouncing above him while
he and
Dyos
took turns taking both of her holes.

“
Brale
,”
she
murmured,
the fondness there surprising him. “The
two of you are too much. I feel so lucky.”

“You’re mistaken, J. We’re the
lucky ones,”
Dyos
said.

Fingers trailing down the line of
her body,
Brale
found her clit again, pinching it,
making her cry out beautifully.

“I think she’s ready to be mounted,
Brale
,”
Dyos
decided.
Catching sight of the fierce hunger in
Dyos’s
eyes,
Brale
knew his own eyes reflected the same raging hunger.

“I’m more than ready,” J pointed
out.

A hundred erotic images ran through
Brale’s
head. There were so many things he wanted to
experience, but first they had to make J their third. Binding her to them and
bestowing their mating marks on her would make her off-limits to other males,
no matter what species.

Brale
was
about to reach out for her when the ground beneath their feet swayed slightly.
Invisible force slammed into the shields around the
cruiser’s
exterior without warning, sending the three of them toppling to the ground.

Struggling to his feet,
Brale
stumbled to the windows of the ship to see another
sleek
Hadarian
cruiser relentlessly pounding away at
their shields with laser shots.

“Get to the bridge,
Dyos
. These stiff pricks don’t seem to know when to give
up.”

“Understood.
Sorry about this, J,”
Dyos
said, easily hefting J
over his shoulder like a sack of flour.

Brale
couldn’t help admire the hard muscles rippling on
Dyos’s
naked form as they ran back to the bridge. Even as the ship swayed and wobbled,
he didn’t once stumble, let alone drop the precious cargo on his shoulder.

“There we go. Put on your seatbelt,
J. This is going to be one rocky ride,”
Dyos
firmly
said, dropping her on one of the seats on the side controls. “
Brale
, I trust you know how to operate the weapon system?”

Brale
snorted, taking the secondary pilot seat next to
Dyos
.
“Give me some credit,
Dyos
. I’ve blasted more ships
out of the sky than you.”

“You were the one complaining about
the
Hadarian
controls earlier, but there. I’ve
changed the language settings.” After pounding a series of commands on the
touch controls, the indecipherable
Hadarian
language
changed to the space standard.

“You doing fine
there, J?”
Brale
asked, positioning the ship’s
main guns at the enemy cruiser.

“Fine.”
Dwarfed by the large seat, J looked small and strangely vulnerable, but her
eyes were shining with anticipation. “I know it’s inappropriate, but this is
all just so exciting.”

Brale
chuckled at that. “This is
nothing,
sweetheart,
compared to all the scrapes
Dyos
and I have been in.”

“
Brale
,”
Dyos
said impatiently. “Stop flirting with J and focus on
the enemy. Our shields are almost fifty percent down, and I need you to buy us
time so I can inject us back to hyperspace.”

“Aye, aye,
Captain Grouch.”
Brale
flashed a grin at J
again, before focusing all of the ship’s energies at the enemy. “Lieutenant
Farr is sure serious. He must’ve pulled some important strings to get another
cruiser this fast.”

“If I lost a Breeder I would be
serious, too. J, I’m not going to ask again, but are you certain you prefer to
come with us?”

Brale
began to protest, but J cut him off with a confident, “Of course.”

“Seems we’ve made quite an
impression on her for her to favor us uncivilized space pirates to an honorable
Hadarian
crew,”
Brale
drawled.

“
Brale
,
watch your left flank. It’s
— ”

They felt the effect of the plasma
shot rippling across the ship. It easily bypassed their weakening shields,
making a visible dent on the ship’s hull.

Lieutenant Farr’s familiar voice
filtered through the ship’s intercom system. “This is the only warning I am going
to give, pirates. Surrender what you have unrightfully taken and I promise you
a lighter sentence.”

“What does a lighter sentence
according to the
Hadarian
laws entail,
Dyos
?”
Brale
asked out of
curiosity.

“Life-long imprisonment,”
Dyos
grumbled.

Brale
turned his nose at that. “Rotting in a rank
Hadarian
dungeon? No thank you.”

Another well-aimed shot sent their
shield-less cruiser rocking. “This doesn’t look good,
Brale
.
They just hit one of our fuel tanks, meaning there’s not enough juice to get us
into hyperspace.”

Exchanging a look with
Dyos
,
Brale
nodded. “I guess we
have no choice but to surrender.”

“I don’t want the two of you to
die,” J said, looking impossibly young from her seat. The sight of her eyes
filling with concern was enough to melt
Brale’s
three
Cobrini
hearts.

“Baby, I promise you no one is
going to die here,”
Brale
assured her.

Beside him,
Dyos
announced their surrender, and Farr’s ship stopped firing. J took off her seat
belt and flung herself on
Brale’s
lap, nuzzling her
head into his chest. She smelled unbelievably sweet, and it eluded
Brale
how someone so pure and innocent would want to stay
with them.

Unable to help himself,
Brale
ran his fingers across her smooth skin. Feeling her
pert little nipples hardening against his chest like tiny pebbles, he knew his
cock was thickening again simply from the mere contact. Gods, he wanted to do
so much more, and it annoyed the hell out of him Farr interrupted their mating.

After finding such a treasure, were
they going to simply lose her?
Unacceptable.

His tongue lashed out from his
mouth, caressing the tender spot on her neck, reminding
Brale
that he and
Dyos
had precious minutes left before
Farr and his men came bursting through.

“I will ask you only once, little
one. Will you stick with us, or would you rather take a chance with Farr and
his men?”
Brale
asked her.

Dyos
unbuckled his seat belt beside him, standing. He began to stroke J’s back,
watching her intently as
Brale
did.

J sighed against him, and
Brale
was really loath to be parted form their precious
cargo, but if they fought Farr and his warriors head-on they would certainly
end up dead. What help to J were they dead?

“Farr and his men would not harm
you,”
Dyos
added, his voice lacking conviction.

“You’re asking me this again?” She
clutched at
Brale’s
shoulders with her small hands,
and the fierceness in her eyes surprised
Brale
.

Pride filled
Brale
at the sight. J wasn’t meek or submissive as he’d initially thought. The third
they’d chosen was strong-willed and spirited. J was really perfect for them,
and it would kill him to lose her to a prick like Farr.

“We want to place our mating mark
on you, J. It would bind you to us, and Farr and his men will know who you
belong to. They’ll also have a hell of time trying to figure out how to remove
our marks,”
Brale
explained.

“Are mating marks removable?” J
asked.

“They are for life,”
Dyos
said seriously. “My race considers even the thought of
removing them forcibly as sacrilege.”

“All right then.” J closed her
eyes. “Please make me yours,
Brale
and
Dyos
.”

Brale
didn’t need to be told twice. He pressed her to him, placing aside her hair so
he had an unobstructed view of her lovely neck. She wrapped her hands around
his neck, closing the distance between the two of them.

“It might hurt at first,”
Dyos
warned. “But after the first bite, we will immediately
release pheromones in the air and it will become pleasurable.”

“Okay.
Got it.
I’m ready.”

Brale
wished he could take his time to enjoy the ritual, but time wasn’t on their
side. Licking and sucking at the side of her neck,
Brale’s
canines slid from their sheath and began to elongate.

“Touch
yourself
,
J,”
Dyos
commanded.