Alien Slave (9 page)

Pob’s irritating buzz interrupted happy
thoughts. “I thought you didn’t like Kalquorians.”

Dani turned to face the owner of the
brothel. With his skinny limbs and segmented face, he was no
prettier to look at than his bitch of a sister. His lidless eye
glared at her. She wasn’t impressed.

The Earther shrugged. “Husta booked
them without my say-so, but I made the best of the situation. They
paid a lot, so I’m letting it slide this time.”

Pob’s tongue flicked out. “I’m glad to
hear you’re finally embracing practicality. They paid twice your
rate for a whole night.” He buzzed, as if angry to be pleased with
her for a change. “Make sure you prepare accordingly with pain
inhibitors. I’m not losing your services for an entire day because
those oversized beasts have worn your girl parts out.”

“
Of course.” Dani had
already treated herself for general soreness. She’d emerged from
the night before uninjured, a testament to the care the clan had
treated her with. She’d never been with such well-endowed
men.

Switching subjects, she issued Pob his
daily dose of complaints. “The last ration of fruits was
spoiled.”

The Dantovonian jittered with
irritation. “It’s always something, isn’t it? I was warned Earthers
were more trouble than they’re worth.”

He’d found her to be high-maintenance,
much more so than the other girls. Dani took pleasure in
aggravating him with her needs. “What are you complaining about? It
comes out of my earnings anyway.”

“
It takes longer to get a
return on my investment. Your needs are prohibitive.”

Dani clucked her tongue, shaking her
head in mock disapproval. “I see. You’ve been betting on the Arena
games again.” She fluffed her hair, dismissing Pob’s concerns. “Not
my problem, boss. I’m not going to be much good to you when I’m
down with a case of scurvy.”

She turned her back on him, sashaying
out of the lounge before he could say something to wreck her good
mood. She’d let him off easy today. There was so much more to whine
about, but she preferred to spend her time getting ready for her
clients. Dani had the urge to look her best for the
Kalquorians.

Pob’s grumble followed her out of the
room, brightening her day even further. “Damned needy female. Last
Earther I put under contract.”

Dani smirked, happy to have put him out
even just a little. If the men he owed for his bad wagers showed to
rough him up, so much the better.

Chapter 4

Dani didn’t know whether to laugh or
groan at herself for counting down the seconds until her shift
began. Back on Earth, sex had been for rebellion’s sake, because
she was bored, or to pretend she really mattered to someone else.
Except for the first time, after which she was left feeling so that
was it?, she’d never been so turned on.

Enemies or not, the Kalquorians had
woke her body in ways Dani had never imagined. But the glorious
climaxes had only been the icing on the cake. More than anything,
with their focus on her pleasure, she’d felt cherished. Important.
Cared for.

That more than anything brought her
into the big playroom two minutes early. They were already waiting
for her.

Dani made her smile casual, hiding how
her pulse sped up to see the three men. “So here we are again. How
is your vacation going?”

They bowed, as courtly as any Earther
gentlemen she’d ever been introduced to. Gelan spoke first. “We are
very well. You look beautiful, Matara Dani.”

“
Matara?”

“
That’s what we call women
on our planet,” Krijero supplied. “The literal translation is
‘childbearer’. May I also offer my compliments on how lovely you
are tonight?”

His praise sounded clumsy, but to Dani
it seemed all the more sincere for its awkwardness. If a nearly
seven-foot musclebound man could be a cutie-pie, Krijero fit the
bill. His wavy hair was clean but rumpled, his eyes peeking through
a cowlick that fell over them. He looked like he might trip over
his own feet on occasion.

How sweet, Dani thought before
remembering the firmer man the Imdiko had become last night when
she’d tried to do things her way. He might be inept in the social
niceties, but she’d be stupid to underestimate him.

Caution dampened her ardor for only a
moment. Giving Krijero a genuine smile, Dani said, “Thank you for
the kind words. What is your pleasure for this night,
gentlemen?”

Wynhod’s velvet voice claimed her
attention. “Let’s try this out.”

Dani saw he was fingering the harness
hanging from the ceiling. It was a web of black straps and silver
buckles, something akin to what a spider would catch a fly in.
Dani’s mouth went dry and her heart sped up. She somehow managed to
keep her voice light, points for her. “As you wish.”

The men crowded around her, pulling her
bra and skirt off faster than she could comprehend. Dani gaped to
see herself naked in a matter of moments. Before she could comment
on their supernatural speed, they were lifting her into the harness
and strapping her in.

She’d never been in the harness before,
had never seen it used. It had seemed a confusing mass of hanging
binds that she’d never hoped to figure out. However, the three
aliens knew exactly what they were doing. They strapped and tied
and wound until she really did feel like a fly in a spider’s web.
Soon Dani lay horizontally in the network of leather-like straps,
her wrists bound behind her neck, elbows outstretched and her
thighs trussed wide with her knees bent almost to her shoulders.
She pulled against the snare that held her trapped, testing as she
always had to when tied up. She couldn’t move a muscle.

The men lowered her to the level of
their groins. Dani shivered to see how ready they were. Their
erections pushed hard at fitted pants as if the eager cocks would
break through to get at her.

Gelan caressed her tiny breasts, lifted
brazenly because of the way her arms were bound. He soon had the
rosy tips erect and swollen tight, the calloused pads of his
fingers rasping against the sensitive nubs. Occasionally he’d
gently tweak them, making her jerk as sensation bolted from her
nipples to her sex. He seemed to enjoy fitting the whole of her
breasts in his palms, rubbing in slow circles. Dani liked how hot
his hands were on her, the warmth spreading throughout her
chest.

Wynhod traced her lips with one thumb
as he stood over her head. He dipped the thick digit in her mouth
occasionally, wetting it in the moist environs and spreading
dampness over her lips. He growled softly when she sucked on his
thumb, swirling her tongue sinuously over the invading
appendage.

Krijero’s fingertips whispered over her
inner thighs. He drew circles over her goosefleshed skin, coming
close to but not quite touching her secret parts. Positioned
between Dani’s wide-flung legs, his gaze drinking in her blatantly
exposed womanhood, he murmured, “This harness definitely opens up
possibilities.”

Dani couldn’t resist teasing him. “No
pun intended, right?”

He glanced up at her face
questioningly. She saw when he got the joke. His face lit in a
grin, and he joined the other two men’s laughter.

“
Very opened up. Very nice,”
Wynhod agreed, pulling his shirt off.

The other two joined him in disrobing,
and Dani greedily eyed the agreeable sight of three naked
Kalquorians. They were magnificent in their blatant masculinity.
Gelan was the bulkiest of the three, his shoulders and chest wide,
his thighs thick with corded muscle. Krijero was the lankiest but
still quite powerful. Wynhod’s build was somewhere between his
clanmates’, looking both strong and streamlined. They were a feast
for the eyes.

And I get to play with them all night,
she reminded herself.

Wynhod stood behind her head once more,
his hands busy with the harness. The straps holding her skull level
with her body loosened, allowing the top of her head to slowly
lower towards the floor. The Nobek’s twin prods were suddenly in
her face at mouth level.

“
Open, my pretty little
fighter,” he said, lifting the larger organ out of the
way.

Dani obeyed and closed her eyes in
delight as the smaller cock slid into her mouth. That cinnamon-like
flavor exploded in her mouth, prompting her to suck hard at his
juices. The only thing that could be better is if Kalquorians
tasted like chocolate, she thought. She moaned against his length
as Wynhod thrust deep, using her in a most luscious
fashion.

As lovely as having the delicious
Kalquorian use her orally, it was nothing compared to feeling
Krijero resume his place between her legs. His thumb dipped into
her well, coming out slick. He rubbed her own wetness all around
her clit, sending shocks of heat throughout her belly. They’d only
just begun, and Dani was already tense with need.

Gelan played with her breasts, rubbing
gently one moment, pinching her sensitive nipples hard the next.
Pulses of warmth followed zings of pain. The sensations shot
straight from the mounds to her clit, increasing the effects of
Krijero’s teasing there. An open palm slapped one orb while the
other was treated to a tender massage. Pleasure and ache mixed with
each other, getting confused until Dani couldn’t separate the
two.

Her vulnerability fed the arousal that
swirled inside. The Kalquorians could do as they wished with her.
She couldn’t even cry for help with Wynhod’s smaller cock working
her mouth. Instead of frightening her, the helplessness excited her
even more. Not prone to self-analysis, Dani simply accepted her
desires without close examination. She dove into the wondrous
possession without question.

“
Open your mouth as wide as
you can,” Wynhod said. His voice was breathy.

Dani followed his orders, eager for
whatever he planned. The Nobek’s fist closed over both his shafts,
holding them close together. The Earther thought, no way I can take
both at once, but she yawned her mouth wide anyway. It was
certainly worth the try.

Wynhod was indeed too thick to fit much
more than the first few inches of his tapered penises between
Dani’s stretched lips, but he seemed content with that amount,
especially when she got her tongue involved. She wove the silky
appendage all over the tips of his cocks, pausing from time to time
to lash them with quick flicks. Her lover groaned in appreciation
of her efforts.

Krijero continued to trace slow circles
all around Dani’s clit with his thumb. He pressed his pelvis close,
pushing slowly into her. Her pussy opened to him with ease, the
pucker of her anus more reluctantly. Ache merged with arousal. The
alien’s natural lubrication and tender pressure coaxed her less
enthusiastic opening to be receptive to him. He was gentle but
inflexible in the invasion of her tightest sleeve, making her
accept what her body was so hesitant to offer. She trembled at the
taking, both because of the discomfort and the fact she couldn’t
deny him. Despite these issues, or perhaps because of them, arousal
heightened until her belly was a molten pit of desire. Had
Krijero’s thumb gifted the tip of her clit with the barest of
touches, Dani would have climaxed in an instant.

And still the Imdiko drove steadily in,
filling her with himself. The stretch to accommodate him swelled
into intense pressure, making the pain secondary. Dani moaned
around Wynhod’s cocks, caught up in a maelstrom of sensation too
complex to categorize. Krijero made her take every sweet,
tormenting inch of his double endowment. At last he encased himself
fully within her secret flesh. Dani exulted in the
possession.

Wynhod and Krijero rocked her back and
forth between them, setting up a slow, constant rhythm that built
her inner fires steadily higher. Meanwhile, Gelan added his mouth
to the assault on her breasts, still alternating between torment
and delight with lips, tongue and teeth. She thought he might
devour her and welcomed it.

The men growled like animals as they
took her. The bestial sounds increased the aura of danger and
Dani’s excitement.

No wonder so many Earther women ran off
to Kalquor before the war. These guys are amazing.

Her belly was curling into itself,
twisting with agonized arousal. Tiny explosions of passion
detonated, enhancing rather than relieving her need. Fucking her
mouth, sucking and clutching her breasts, reaming her pussy and
backside, the aliens drove her to the edge of cataclysm and held
her there, not quite letting her realize the final apocalypse.
Dani’s desperate cries joined their snarls.

Working in perfect choreography, Wynhod
and Krijero increased their combined pace, pushing into her faster
and harder. When one retreated from her body, the other imbedded
himself as far as he could, shoving hard heat down her throat and
into her womb. In her harness, Dani was tossed between them, a
helpless receptacle for their lusts. She loved that she had no
function but to accept their hunger for primal joining, to
acquiesce to their basest needs. The knowledge that she could deny
them nothing brought her ever closer to the brink of surrender.
Still, she couldn’t quite find the release she desired above all
else. If Krijero would just rub her clit with that ever-circling
thumb, it would provide the shattering pleasure her body begged
for. But he continued to tease, continued to torment. He wouldn’t
give her what she might die for want of.