Hunted: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance, page 12
“Yes, love.” He smiled, circling her clit as his long shaft slid in and out. “Come all over my cock.”
She hung on the edge for one tense moment then tumbled into bliss. A soft cry tore from her throat as her core rippled around his surging cock. She arched upward, taking him deeper, wanting to give pleasure as much as receive it.
He slipped his hands beneath her ass and kept her body angled for the deepest penetration. He thrust harder, his gaze boring into hers. “Open for me, baby. Let me in.”
Let him in? How much more ‘in’ could he possibly get? A millisecond later she understood what he meant. Scalding energy bore into her mind, dragging a terrified scream from her throat.
Tandor pulled her down until her head rested on Jobek’s lap and the rest of her body lay flat on the bed. His hips kept her thighs wedged open and he thrust much harder than before.
She turned her head to the side, trying to escape the energy pouring into her mind. “Too much!” she cried out sharply. “Slow down!”
Tandor ignored her. His hips slammed against hers over and over, his cock stretching her pussy to the point of pain. The physical discomfort was nothing compared to the drilling sensation in her mind.
“I need… your help,” Tandor panted. “I’ve never felt shields like hers before.”
Jobek pressed her face between his hands and the burning pain flared into a bonfire. Ansley screamed, frantically trying to shake off his hold.
Suddenly something inside her tore and for just a moment everything went black. She heard a rumble in the distance like the muted roar of a massive waterfall. The blackness lifted gradually and reality shifted. Energy coursed through her, swirled around her, and poured out of her. She felt hot and electric, and pleasure pulsed through her entire body. She was having an orgasm, she realized, but that was not all she was feeling. Her body was changing, evolving in ways she could barely comprehend.
Heat built as the changes continued. Altorian Fire. Had she heard that term before, read it in her research, or had her power simply revealed itself to her? She wasn’t sure. All she knew was flames were lapping at her skin, or were they pulsing outward?
“Hot,” she muttered, barely conscious of her surroundings. “Too hot.”
Tandor separated their bodies and she felt his cum trickle out. She wasn’t a virgin anymore. It was such an irrelevant thought with everything else she was feeling.
Fire exploded inside her, consuming her from the inside out. She screamed, thrashing wildly in an effort to escape the pain. Releasing her power was only the beginning. It was time for Jobek to control it.
CHAPTER 6
Ansley’s surroundings came back into focus with the inescapable thrust of Jobek’s cock. Reality had been momentarily blurred. She’d been lost in the flames, consuming yet not destroyed. The urgency came in waves. She screamed and thrashed like a trapped animal and Jobek became more aggressive. He flipped her onto her belly and pounded her into the bed. She lifted her hips and tossed her head, reveling in the intensity.
The physical confrontation echoed the battle waging in Ansley’s mind. Jobek surrounded her energy, containing the destructive power through sheer force of will. Ansley could sense his determination, the importance he put on this one event. Years of training and brutal discipline had led him to this day, this one test of his skill, the most important fight of his life.
An orgasm tore through her. She clenched down so tightly that Jobek couldn’t move. He slapped her on the ass. Stinging pain momentarily penetrated the fire. “Relax. I am in control.” He slapped the other side to emphasize his claim.
She growled and tossed her head, but her inner muscles relaxed, releasing his cock. Even in the heat of battle, her body knew its master. The thought infuriated her, made her feel wild and feral. She bucked and twisted, slapping back at him blindly.
Jobek grabbed both of her wrists and stretched out her arms toward the corners of the bed. Tandor snapped a padded cuff around one wrist then quickly skirted the bed and secured her other arm. She tugged on the cuffs, furious that they were ganging up on her. A length of cable allowed her a few inches of movement, but not enough to hit Jobek or Tandor.
Jobek lifted her hips and Tandor shoved a cushion beneath her. Jobek spread her legs wide and fucked her even deeper than he had been able to before. “Settle down and let me work,” he told her. “The harder you fight me, the longer this will take.”
“Fuck you!” She glared at Tandor as she added, “Fuck both of you!”
“Keep it up and we might oblige you,” Jobek warned. He pulled out of her pussy, gave her ass several stinging slaps, then thrust his cock back in. Over and over, he proved his dominance with the arousing combination.
Her bottom heated and throbbed as his palm connected repeatedly. The hard spanking made her need to come, but the strange, interrupted rhythm of his fucking kept her orgasm just out of reach. “Stop spanking me! I need your cock, not your hand.”
He bent over her, chest pressing against her back. “Is that so?” He slipped his hand beneath her and covered her slick clit with his fingertips. He circled the sensitive bud, making her hips buck against him. “You’re so close. Your pussy is starting to flutter around me. Too bad you don’t need my hand.” He grasped her hips with both hands and fucked her fast and hard.
She buried her face against the bedding and screamed in frustration.
“Yield to me, mate,” he ordered. “The fire is barely contained, but I cannot complete the bond until you yield.”
The energy inside her flared as if hearing his words. She gasped then groaned. Waves of painful heat cascaded through her body, bringing with it uncertainty and doubt. Altorian Fire was dangerous when first released. Her research had made that perfectly clear. And she wasn’t just a conduit. Her abilities had been augmented, increased. Would Jobek be strong enough to control her? Would any ordinary controller?
Another wave of heat crashed over her, stinging her skin and cramping her muscles. She cried out and gritted her teeth.
“Stay calm, love,” Jobek coaxed, one of his hands stroking her back. “Strong emotions spike your energy.”
She tried to calm down, but she’d never been good at self-regulation. Fear and anger twisted together, one fueling the other. She rocked from side to side and frantically tugged against the cuffs.
He pulled out and slapped her ass hard. “I said calm yourself.”
“I can’t!” she yelled, struggling even harder than before.
He spanked the other side then drove his length back into her core.
“Let me up, you fucking bastard!” She might not be a physical match for him, but her will was just as strong and she’d always been incredibly stubborn.
“Settle down, and I’ll release you.”
Was he mocking her? She went wild beneath him, bucking and twisting, kicking and screaming.
He pulled out and delivered fast, hard spanks until her entire bottom was hot and throbbing. “You must calm down.” He slapped the backs of her thighs before he went on. “Stop this fit right now and I will release the cuffs. Keep this up and there will be harsh consequences.”
She clawed at the sheets and kicked out uselessly. Her mind was hazed with anger and panic. She could not let him win. “Fuck you!”
“I warned you.” He pulled her up to her knees and smeared something cool and slick over her bottom hole.
“Wait!” she cried, looking over her shoulder, eyes wide with fear. “I didn’t mean—”
He thrust into her bottom with brutal insistency. The sharp pinch quickly faded into a burning ache, but she screamed at the top of her lungs. Anger fueled her violent reaction. She bucked and thrashed, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. He used his weight to pin her to the bed, gradually immobilizing her with his big body.
She lay there feeling invaded, defeated, and betrayed. They claimed that she was their mate, that they would care for and protect her. Then what the hell was this?
When she finally stilled, he eased his weight off her. His hands moved back to her hips and his cock was still deep inside her. “I do not make idle threats.”
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed.
He wasn’t fucking her, just using his cock to prove his dominance over her. “I am in control whether you like it or not.” He slowly pulled out of her ass, accenting how deeply he had taken her. “I know this seems cruel, but there is a very good reason for my rigidity.”
“Which is?” She kept her voice soft and non-confrontational. Tears still ran down her face but she was no longer sobbing.
“We each play very different roles within the triad. Tandor supplies the fuel. You target where the energy goes and in what form it is released. I control how much of it is released. I cannot control the energy if my conduit is fighting against me the entire time.”
“I must yield.” It was his favorite phrase, but she was starting to understand what he meant. Maybe he wasn’t being a patronizing jerk, or not just a patronizing jerk. Was sexual submission meant to teach her how to operate within the triad?
“You can continue to fight me and the rest of this night will be very unpleasant for you.”
“Or.” She sniffled, hating how pathetic it made her sound. Her bottom ached inside and out, a constant reminder of his willingness to be cruel.
“Or, you can submit willingly and I will reward you with pleasure. Either way, you must submit. There is no other way.”
“I’ll t-try,” she whispered, her voice shaking.
“Not good enough.” He lowered his body onto hers, immobilizing her completely. His cock pressed lengthwise into the crack between her bottom cheeks but the threat was unmistakable. “Pleasure or pain, little girl. The choice is yours. I enjoy either—or both.”
Another sob shuddered through her. She was totally at his mercy. He could easily take anything he wanted yet he still gave her a choice. Or as much of a choice as the situation allowed. She could be overpowered by her controller, or willingly submit to her mates. The thought made her shiver and tingling heat reawakened her slumbering passion. Her upbringing taught her to value independence, but her body understood the situation much better than her mind. Her passages ached from being stretched and still she felt the need to lift her hips and spread her thighs. She wanted to display her pussy and offer her mouth. She needed to pleasure them.
“I’m ready,” she said with more conviction. “My body belongs to you.”
“Good girl,” he murmured as he rocked back onto his knees, freeing her from his weight. Without explanation, he crawled off the bed and walked into the bathroom.
The wrist cuffs suddenly popped open. She lifted her head and found Tandor standing beside the bed. She had the presence of mind to lift her hands out of the restraints. He hadn’t touched them, so how had he triggered the locks?
“You were wise to relent,” he told her, his gaze warm and filled with compassion. “Controllers do not back down. Ever. I’m glad you chose a different path.”
She made it to her knees before Jobek returned, but that was as far as she got. He joined her on the bed, kneeling behind her as he had before. She held perfectly still and waited for his next move. He was in control. All she had to do was obey him. Her power surged, growing hotter, burning brighter in response to her new attitude.
He wrapped one of his arms around her waist and pulled her flush with his body. “Your energy just flared. What were you thinking about?”
“I was wondering what you’d do next.”
“Is that so?” He cupped her breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. Then he paused, as if to see if she’d object.
She didn’t. Her body belonged to him. She’d given him permission, multiple times, to touch her in any way he wanted.
He alternated between squeezing the mounds and teasing the nipples. “You’re so soft. I can’t stop touching you.” As if to prove his point, his hands wandered over her from neck to knees, never lingering in one place for long. “I love the sounds you make when you’re aroused,” he said softly. “First you gasp.”
He pinched her nipples and she produced the sound he’d just named.
“Then you moan.” He bent her over the cushion much as she had been before and guided his cock to her pussy.
He drove in slowly, then claimed her with long, steady strokes. It didn’t take long for her to start moaning and eagerly lifting her hips. Apparently, there were many ways to demonstrate dominance and Jobek knew them all.
“But the sound I like best is that shocked little scream when the pleasure takes you unexpectedly.” His fingers settled over her clit, arousing her body with skillful speed. “Scream for me, mate. I want to hear you scream.”
She came three times in the next twenty minutes and each time Jobek made her scream. He came moments after her third orgasm. He shuddered against her back then filled her pussy with his seed. Ansley lay limply over the cushion, panting harshly. Jobek and Tandor were both so damn good at that. They could convince her to do anything with the pleasure she derived from their cocks. It was a sobering thought. One Ansley didn’t have time or the energy to analyze right now.
“Join us, brother.” Jobek motioned to Tandor.
The frustration in Jobek’s tone made her roll to her side and look at Tandor.
He looked confused, but didn’t hesitate.
“Why do you seem surprised?” she asked Tandor as she fought to catch her breath.
“I didn’t expect to need his help,” Jobek explained, “but your energy is like nothing I’ve ever sensed before. I don’t think I can do this alone.”
It was obvious that the admission embarrassed him, but she didn’t know how to reassure him or if she even wanted to try. They had been less horrible than she’d expected, but that didn’t change the fact that they had kidnapped her. And were holding her captive while they courted her.
“We’re a team,” Tandor insisted. Clearly, he knew Jobek better than she did. “If we convince Ansley to accept our claim, we will do everything together for the rest of our lives. Why should this be different?”
“When we convince her to accept our claim,” Jobek corrected with a faint smile. But his controller mask was firmly in place when he looked at her again. “Lie down on your back, arms over your head, legs open wide. I expect you to assume each position without argument and remain in it until you are given permission to move. If you fail to do so, you will be restrained. Do you understand?”
She could still feel the fire smoldering in the distance waiting for any excuse to flare up again. Jobek knew what he was doing. He had trained for many years in the hopes that he would need these skills. She needed to trust him to use them.
“Yes, Commander.” She lay down on her back and arranged her arms and legs as he’d directed. Her pussy was tender and their seed now slicked her inner thighs. Her body belonged to them. There was no point in denying it. She was theirs to do with as they wished and all three of them knew it.
For the next two and a half hours, they drove her completely insane. They penetrated her with toys front and back, then stimulated her clit and nipples with vibrators and vicious little clamps. Occasionally they allowed her to come, but more often they made her wait, aching and begging, while tears streamed down her face.
Through it all she just lay there and let them play with her body. The more passive she became, the more they seemed to like it, and sinking deeper into submission made the pleasure more intense for her.
“Scream for us, mate.”
It was Jobek’s way of giving her permission to come. She was always happy to obey that particular order. The vibrator passed over her clit and she came so hard that her back arched clear off the bed. Lights flickered behind her eyelids and both of her passages clenched hard around the toys filling them.
When she recovered enough to open her eyes, she found her mates kneeling over her pumping their cocks. They released a moment later, painting her breasts and belly with hot, creamy seed. Two days ago this would have horrified and humiliated her. Now it made her feel decadent and desired.
They cleaned her gently with warm cloths and took turns kissing her as they eased the toys from her passages. Tandor walked into the bathroom so he could recycle everything they’d used while Jobek crawled off the mattress and went to stand at the foot of the bed. Without explanation, he caught her ankle and pulled her toward the edge. She gasped then giggled, still endorphin drunk.
“Hands and knees,” Jobek directed, his gaze gleaming dangerously. “Face away from me.”
He’d already taken her ‘doggie-style.’ She was hoping the next time they had sex he would take her face to face. Not wanting another power struggle, she shifted so she faced away from him and then got on her hands and knees.
“As I thought.” He stroked her bottom cheeks lightly, his tone reflective. “The redness from your spanking has faded. That will never do. I want my marks vivid on this sweet little ass when I come inside it for the first time.”
She gasped and looked back at him. “Why?” she cried. “I’ve been good. Haven’t I?” Her heart thudded and her mouth went dry.
Before Jobek could answer, Tandor returned and joined him at the foot of the bed. “She doesn’t look pleased, brother. Did you just tell her what comes next?”
“I did, but she would like to know why. Should I tell her or just demand that she submit?”
“She seems to accept our expectations better if she understands the context. ‘Because I said so’ seems to bring out her stubbornness.”
Jobek nodded. “I have noticed that too.”
“Have you noticed how much I dislike being talked about as if I’m not there?” She sat up and drew her legs to her chest, wrapping her arms around her knees.
“Let me see if I can give you a little context,” Jobek offered with a wicked smile. “You had three virgin holes when we caught you. By hunter law all three of your holes now belong to us. It is also the right of your mates to possess your entire body.”
