Captured by her Alien Guard (5 page)

“I knew that if I went with him, we’d end up in a male
pairing. No females. No children. Vorreka is dominating and possessive.”

I nodded. I understood. Even if I’d decided not to have
children before, and I’d be sure to set some ground rules about having this one
and any future one. “No more than two children.”

He nodded and continued as if I hadn’t interjected that
ultimatum.

“I’m not one of the elite, and you’re something they’ve
wanted for a long time. If they don’t see that we can go with custom, be a part
of them, they may turn against us. They may put an end to us.”

Chills wrapped my spine.

My life had never been my own, but at least now I had an
opportunity to take a little for myself. If putting up with strange customs
meant keeping Seti, I’d do it. Besides, Vorreka had been hot. Being with Seti
and Vorreka had felt good. “Then I suppose I will wear this dress.”

“Accepting it means you accept Vorreka. He’ll be welcome to
our friendship and will assume, as others of our people would, that he is
welcome in our bed.”

Eyes burning, I stared down at the sheer material. “You
seemed to like him that way.”

“I’ve wanted you from the moment I first saw you. You seemed
to pay more attention to me than any others, and I dreamed of taking you.
Finally, when Vorreka came onto me one night, I told him my price. You. But I
have always been attracted to him, yes. Or I wouldn’t have accepted his plan.”

I nodded and fingered the soft dress. “And could we be a
triad?”

“No.” His emphatic response finally got my chin to lift and
I looked him directly in the eyes. He meant it. When he had my full attention,
he explained further. “I have what I want, with you. He would be an influential
friend. He could help smooth the way, because we will cause a stir. This is a
significant scientific advancement.”

His hand settled on my stomach. I leaned into his touch and
he wrapped his other arm around me to pull me close. “He’s also known to have
the unusual trait, jealousy. It’s almost unheard of, but when he was with a
previous lover, he did his best to keep him to himself. Sir Vorreka can’t avoid
the Gatherings. I’ve heard he kept Getterus at his side, untouched by others.
In the end, it couldn’t work. Getterus had waited for another for months. When
she became available, he left Vorreka.”

“This is the man you referred to, before.” I didn’t really
remember the details, just something about Vorreka’s previous lover and how
he’d failed to keep him to himself.

“If we have sexual relations with Vorreka at the Gathering, others
will leave us be, assuming Vorreka’s claim and jealousy.”

I nodded and pulled the sheer fabric from the box. After I
slid it over my head and Seti smoothed it over my hips, I took my first good
look at the changes I’d gone through. My hair was the same, but my skin seemed
smoother with a light, creamy purple cast to it. My lips and nipples were dark
purple, nearly black. Sticking out my tongue, I stared at the changes. Black. A
bit longer. And as I’ve been told, coated in a particular enzyme.

Seti stood behind me. His broad shoulders back, his smile
tender, he seemed to enjoy looking at me as much as I enjoyed looking at him. I
couldn’t resist. I stuck out my tongue, flipped him the bird, and whispered,
“Fucking locust.”

He grinned and drew me against him, his cock hard and not at
all hidden in the sheer pants he’d donned. “Your spunk drew me to you.”

“And I liked the expression in your eyes.” Once I’d said it,
that impulsive response, I knew it was true.

“Let’s go. Before I flip you onto your hands and knees and
keep you that way all night.”

“I’d prefer that,” I murmured, but I let him take my hand
and lead me from my new home.

The hallway was tall. Clean. I’d never been anywhere so
clean until I’d awakened in Seti’s bed. But the hallways went in circles, or so
it seemed, and the sameness, with no scuff marks, no colorful clothes on the
line, no graffiti. I had a crazy urge to splatter paint on the walls.

Finally, we came into an open area full of people. They
lounged everywhere. They chatted, they talked, they drank, and they fucked. At
some point, living in the Eastern Seaboard slum, you get to a point where you
think you’d seen it all. But I’d never seen this. Right in the middle of the
circular room, on a rug, six people smashed together in a carnal tangle. Men
suckled human women’s breasts and even from a short distance away I could see
the milk running. Neliousian women rode the male’s cocks. The women kissed,
fingered, and massaged one another. They seemed to stroke and fondle one before
moving to the next. It was like a sexual banquet or something.

A hand slid under my arm and gripped my elbow. His scent
reached me before his greeting, “Welcome, Veronica.”

“Thank you, Sir Vorreka.” I’d been coached to refer to him
with “Sir.” He had the most influence and power in his position, as some sort
of head of the Gathering.

“Come join me,” he rumbled.

I strode across the room between the two giants. I felt
dwarfed. I felt cherished. I felt stared at, as everyone stopped what they were
doing and turned toward me. I get it. I was some new-fangled entity to them.
Able to breed a new way. The smiles and brightly lit eyes told me they wanted
me to please them, to ease their fears, and the weight of that hit me like no
other.

To the side of the room, a large cushioned area remained
open. Vorreka led us to it and with his grip on my elbow, guided me down. He
sat next to me, lifted my chin, and kissed me. Passionately. His tongue stroked
inside and curled around mine. It felt good. Hot. His heat soaked into my skin
but it didn’t feel quite as full, as wonderful as when Seti joined in. I pulled
back.

Vorreka’s cheeks had a slight blush but he didn’t look as lost
to passion as when I’d seen him fucking Seti. His lips quirked to one side and
I saw right through him. He wanted to show me he could take me whenever he
wanted. This was a power play. If I didn’t get a handle on him right now, I’d
be fighting him for Seti. I reached up, gripped his hair, and commanded him,
“Get on your knees and lick Seti’s cock. Make it wet so he can fuck me with
it.”

Vorreka’s cheeks darkened and his breath stuttered. I yanked
on his hair again, to be sure I had his attention. His jaw squared and his nose
flared, but he couldn’t hide his arousal. I could practically taste it. From
the corner of my eye, I could see people gathering to watch. I had to do this.
This strange place wouldn’t beat me. This was the moment. I had to grab it and
make my place. I pitched my voice low with as much authority as I could muster.

“Now.” I let go of his hair and gave his head a little push.

Slowly, Vorreka slid from the cushion beside me and knelt
between Seti’s legs. Seti’s entire chest had darkened and his cock strained the
thin, barely there pants. His glittery gaze remained on Vorreka whose large
hands came down on Seti’s thighs and tugged. The pants slid down and that
gorgeous dick of his popped out and slapped his stomach. Vorreka licked his
lips and dove at Seti. His gorgeous full mouth was wider than mine and able to
take in the head of Seti’s cock with one eager lunge.

It was hard to look away. They were beautiful. Especially
Seti whose head dropped back, his legs spread, and a gurgling sound came from
him. Vorreka slid his mouth up and down in a slow, teasing rhythm, but much as
I wanted to join or to keep watching, I had to stay strong. I needed lube.

Since this place was obviously for orgies of all types and
I’d definitely seen cocks, fingers, tongues, and most intriguing, fists,
fucking various asses, what I needed had to be here. Vorreka, of all the men
here, would want it nearby. There it was. Next to the cushions on a low table
laden with fruit, drinks, and a dildo, a bottle of oil gleamed as if it were as
eager as I was to join the fun. Conscious of the people watching in eagerness,
I grabbed the oil and smoothed the liquid onto my fingers. I turned from the
table, ready to join the two men, but then hesitated. I grabbed the dildo and
brought it with me.

I quickly crouched beside Vorreka and shoved my hand into
his pants and gripped his large cock the best I could. My fingers couldn’t wrap
the girth. He groaned and shoved his face further onto Seti’s slickly gleaming
shaft. My other hand skated down Vorreka’s spine in a direct path. When I
traced between his butt cheeks, he tensed, but I didn’t stop. I slid down until
I found his puckered flesh and shoved my finger inside. If I’d hesitated or
taken it slow, he’d have tried to avoid me, and I knew it.

His muscles tightened around my finger. He was so hot
inside. His moans turned into a whimper as I slowly withdrew my finger until
only the tip remained barely inside him. I paused, holding my breath, ignoring
the intense pulsing in my core.

Seti’s hand wrapped in my hair and his touch gave me
strength—and made me hotter.

Vorreka shoved back against my hand with a grunt of
impatience.

I smiled up at Seti. I’d won. I had Vorreka where I wanted
him, and I had Seti. My mate, the man I chose for myself at that moment, gave
me a soft, bleary smile. His arousal made mine punch to urgency. I worked my
finger in and out of Vorreka, added another, worked him more, then added
another. I fucked him with three fingers and he made sloppy sounds while
coating Seti’s cock. The cock I wanted to ride. I let go of Vorreka’s
silky-textured cock and grabbed the dildo. Sitting back on my knees, I centered
the dildo at the entrance of Vorreka’s ass.

“Work yourself onto this dildo, Vorreka.”

He froze. I could feel him teetering on the edge of
rebellion. This dildo was his. He clearly used it on others. I’m not even sure
he’d taken a cock before. Seti hadn’t before yesterday. I glared at Vorreka’s
profile as he—mouth still wrapped around big, purple cock—glanced up at Seti. My
mate’s expression was lost in pleasure. He teetered on the edge and whimpered
as he wiggled his ass, trying to get Vorreka to continue his attentions.

I pressed the tip of the dildo against Vorreka’s lubed hole.
The ring of muscle parted and he pushed his ass back, slowly, slowy. The skin stretched
open, taking the white-colored dildo until the entire thing was buried inside
Vorreka.

With a little slap, I left him crouched that way, on his
hands and knees, for everyone watching to see that dildo filling his ass. Then
I hiked up my dress, gripped Vorreka’s hair to pull him off Seti’s cock, and
poised above that lovely dick.

“Hold him for me.”

Vorreka immediately gripped the base of Seti’s cock.
Steadying myself with my hand on Vorreka’s head, I slid onto Seti. My breathing
went ragged with just the feeling of the stretch. Vorreka leaned forward,
pulling against the hold I had in his hair, and licked the seam of my pussy
where I stretched around Seti. I bounced up and down, pressing and shoving. I
needed him to fill me so bad I ached in a way that made the sting of his
splitting me open nothing but pleasure. Seti wrapped me with his large body.
His big hands cupped my breasts and tugged on them through the fabric of the
dress. I let my head fall back against his shoulder and accepted a hot, languid
kiss.

Vorreka’s tongue slid over my clit and I screamed into
Seti’s mouth. Flicking me over and over, Vorreka tortured my clit with pleasure
until I was fully seated onto Seti.

“Hmm. You are so good,” I spoke against Seti’s lush mouth. 
“Vorreka, come up here.”

He groaned and gave me another full swipe of his tongue, but
then he slid up my body. He pressed against my front and shoved his tongue into
the middle of the kiss Seti and I shared.

His cock rubbed against my mound and the point where I took
Seti inside me. My hands gripped Vorreka’s back, holding him tightly as I moved
my hips, riding Seti and rubbing my clit against Vorreka’s cock.

Vorreka moved. His cock fucked my outside, pressing hard
against both of us. I could picture the sight of him, with his hard ass muscles
clenching around that dildo. Cream gushed out of me and my nipples rubbed
against Vorreka’s hard chest as he thrust. Seti’s hands gripped my waist as he
lifted my hips then let me fall. Guiding me, helping me fuck him, he panted
into my ear as his body tensed behind me. Seti was so close. He could barely
hold on. His body trembled and he made desperate sounds.

“Come. Both of you. Coat me with your come.” My voice
vibrated, I was pounding so hard onto Seti.

Vorreka bucked hard and his cock pulsed. Hot liquid shot
between us and slathered all over body beneath my dress. Seti went rigid inside
me. His cock pulsed and the familiar feel of his pulsing, his semen filling me,
made me yell out as my body jerked.

I tensed all over, letting the pleasure shove from my core
and send white heat through my limbs. Orgasms shuddered through me and I closed
my eyes as darkness edged around me.

Our bodies tumbled to the side and I tried to draw in enough
air as I trembled.

The quiet in the room finally filtered into my
consciousness. As my eyes fluttered open, quiet conversations started again and
the swish and slapping of renewed sex led me to believe we were no longer the
center of attention. Still, I was in no hurry to figure out exactly what I’d
just done. I’d made some sort of statement, but I didn’t know what.

Seti nuzzled my ear and smoothed a hand down my hip. He held
me there like that. It was possessive and I loved it.

“Here.” Vorreka’s growly voice brought me unwillingly around
to full awareness. I sat up and accepted a cup of liquid. It smelled fruity. I
took a sip. It was good, light and not too sweet.

He sat next to us, his pants back on—I didn’t ask about the
dildo, and handed another cup to Seti. We sat there, pleasantly buzzing from
sating our desires, and watched the revelry around us. When I’d finished my
drink I cleared my throat. “I would like to go home now.”