Hara's Legacy (21 page)

They moved on her and in her, each touching a special place in her body, in her heart and in her soul.

They couldn’t hold back anything from her at times like this?even Mick’s reticence was blown to smithereens when he came with such abandon during their triple play. She relished these times, though they were challenging and incredibly naughty. Just the thought of this ultimate act had her blushing and eager when she dared let herself remember the pleasure these lusty men had taught her.

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“Harder, Mick!” she cried when Caleb let her up for a breath of air, to be certain she was all right. Even in the deepest passion, each of the brothers cared for her every need. Mick complied and thrust harder, giving her the passion he’d been holding in check and she went down on Caleb even more voraciously than before.

“Dammit, Jane, I’m going to come!” Caleb’s deep voice acted as a catalyst for them all. Jane came hard around the two cocks invading her body, squeezing them and quaking around them while the brothers groaned and held on for the ride. Caleb managed to restrain himself until she’d settled down and begun her second climb toward fulfillment, but then she looked up at him with those wide eyes and caught him off guard.

Caleb shouted as he jetted into her mouth, her eyes holding his as she swallowed him down. She licked and sucked to be sure she got every last drop of his essence, loving him with her tongue, her lips and her eyes.

“Jane,” he groaned, letting her minister to his cock until he was clean. Caleb stepped back before she could suck him to full hardness again. He wanted this night to last and he’d have his turn inside her. After so many years, he knew Jane’s passions and appetites perhaps better than any of them, but his brothers were fast catching up and even teaching him a thing or two about how to pleasure her. He kissed her once, in thanks, then stepped back and watched as Justin moved carefully, in and out of her gently undulating backside.

“I wish you could see yourself as I see you,” Caleb whispered, bending down near her head as he watched them move together. “I wish you could see how you look when we love you.” Her gaze locked with his, Mick’s eyes following. Caleb had all their attention at the moment. “If you could see what I see, you’d know how much you are loved, how much you are needed, and you’d never doubt.”

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Jane blinked. “I don’t need to see it, my love. I feel it.” Her smile broadened, the light of passion burning bright in her eyes as she climbed higher.

Caleb looked up at Justin. “Make her come again, Jus. Show her.” Justin took his brother’s words as an invitation to ramp up their love play into a realm only he could take them. He pulled back, settling on his knees between her outstretched legs, his dick still within her, but at a slightly different angle. Slowly, he moved, watching the in and out action as he plumbed the depths of her ass.

“You’ve got such pretty cheeks, Jane.” He gasped as he moved within her. “But they need a little pinking, I think.”

Jane moaned as Mick’s arms came from underneath to wrap around her shoulders and hold her down while Justin slowed his pace and moved back just a bit more. He brought one hand down in a stinging slap on her ass cheek jolting her. She clenched deliciously around the cocks still invading her body. Mick caught her small cry of surprise in his mouth, thrusting his tongue deep as Justin brought his other hand down, spanking her again.

“She’s soaking me, Justin.” Mick groaned as she clenched around him with each slap to her buttocks.

Justin continued the spanking, making her clench each time, approaching that pinnacle of arousal to which he wanted to coax her.

“Come now, Jane!” Justin ordered, delivering one last slap before rising up and sliding deep, all at once, back into her ass.

Jane screamed with delight as the pleasure/pain drove her over the highest peak yet. She came hard as Justin released within her dark passage. He groaned and collapsed over her back, sandwiching her quaking body between them.

He levered his weight off her after a moment, using care as he pulled slowly from her body. He smoothed his palms over her cheeks, now glowing a lovely shade of pink that threatened to make him hard all over again. He noted Mick was still hard within her, so he moved off the bed

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to let little brother have his turn leading this dance. He figured Caleb would be up for action any time now, but he needed to get cleaned up before he came back for more.

Mick rolled over, pinning Jane beneath him and rose up to his elbows, seeking her gaze.

“You know how much I love you?”

She nodded.

“I’m sorry I got upset before.”

“Let’s not talk about that now. But I understand better than you think.”

“You always do.” Mick rocked within her, still hard and wanting. “You up for another go yet?” Snuggling into him, she grinned. “I’m getting there.”

“Good,” he crooned in her ear as he eased down and started moving more vigorously. “Because I need you now, Jane.”

Mick rode her hard, bringing her to a pulsing orgasm with much less effort than he thought he’d need.

He used his special trick of pulsing his emotions to stroke her empathic senses as he drove inside rubbing against her G-spot. She came in his arms as he took his pleasure, coming deep within her.

The brothers took her again and again that night, loving her long into the morning, taking short breaks for sleep and to care for her beautiful body. They pampered her and pleasured her and together they forgot some of the sadness that shadowed their days since Harry had been taken away. At least for a little while.

* * *

Deep within the alien city, Mara was unsure what to do with her problem. The problem was the child, Hara. He was not typical of Alvian offspring and she had a hard time understanding his needs. But she

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thought she might have a solution, recalling a Breed family that claimed kinship with her line when they were taken as test subjects.

Pushing a button on her console, she ordered the guards to bring the Breed family to her office. It was rare she allowed Breeds out of their pens, but this particular group might prove as special in their own way as the O Hara Breeds, so she made allowances. She’d been observing them for some time and noted no outward aggressive behavior.

The door opened and a contingent of guards brought in an older woman, an older male and a younger female. It was the older woman who had claimed to be Mara, so it was to her Mara 12 spoke.

“You are of the line of Mara?”

The woman squared her shoulders and stepped slightly forward, demonstrating boldness common to most Maras.

“My father was named Seamus O’Mara, if that’s what you mean.”

“Before my people came, what was your profession?”

“I was a researcher. My field was pharmaceuticals.” Mara raised an eyebrow. This was a good sign. The line of Mara was almost always involved in the sciences. They were scholars and researchers by nature. That this Breed woman had been such was a good indication the line bred true even mixed so long with human DNA. She would make an excellent test subject, but would be treated deferentially since she could claim at least some shared Alvian DNA.

Mara turned to the younger female.

“You are her daughter, are you not?”

The younger girl came forward hesitantly, but nodded.

“I was in college studying biochemistry when my father packed us all up and moved us here. We opened a shop and waited out the cataclysm in the Waste.”

Mara’s shrewd eyes turned to the male. He was not claiming to be Mara, but she had learned from her interaction with the Breed O Haras. Perhaps this male was important to the O Mara females on an emotional level she didn’t pretend to comprehend.

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“And how did you know to go to the Waste?”

“My auntie was a precog. She lived in Asia, but she called to tell me what she’d seen and warned us to get clear. She was always accurate with her visions, so I took her words to heart.”

“And what is your extrasensory ability?”

“I have a bit of telekinetic ability.” The man shrugged.

“Please demonstrate. Can you lift this cup, for example?” The man called Johnson concentrated on the cup and it lifted about a foot off Mara’s desk. She nodded and he set it down. She then turned her attention to the women.

“What are your talents?”

The older female answered first. “I have a bit of empathy and some telepathic ability, but my daughter Julie is a much stronger telepath than I am.”

“Do you know anything about caring for infants?”

“I raised Julie, of course, and she used to baby-sit to earn extra money.” Mara came to a quick decision then.

“Good. I have a small child I need assistance with. I’ve been told he has very strong telepathic ability and he is able to send images to my dreams which I have a hard time interpreting. I could use your help with that.”

Una beamed, a calculating light entering her eyes. “I love babies and I’ll be happy to help, but I would like your reassurance that my husband and daughter will not be either harmed or separated from me.” Mara waived a hand. “I would like your daughter to assist with the child as well, so she will stay with you, naturally. And as long as you serve me and the child faithfully, your husband may stay with you.”

“Thank you!”

Una tried to hide her elation but began to realize the alien woman didn’t understand her emotion. Not at all.

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And so Una O’Mara-Johnson came to be the personal nanny of Mara 12’s child. The O’Mara family was installed in a much larger room than the one they’d been in before, on an upper level of the city structure, adjacent to Mara’s own spacious quarters.

Una met the baby boy she was to care for and liked him right away. He was human. At least, she sensed emotion from him, which she didn’t from any of the aliens. Una could feel him trying to communicate with her, but she didn’t quite understand what he was saying. Julie had better luck discerning what he wanted, but it took at least a week before they realized the child was terribly unhappy away from someone he thought of as his mama.

Una had a grudging sort of respect for the alien woman. Mara had a vast intellect and she handled her authority as well as one could without emotions to guide them, but Una didn’t dare speak her mind. She wouldn’t rock the boat, lest her family be endangered. Still, she wished there was something she could do for the little boy who was more human than alien, though he did have those funny, pointy ears.

Julie and Una took turns caring for the boy. Una spent the day with the baby and Julie typically stayed with him at night. Mara had given Bill a small job to do to keep himself busy during his days, at Una’s suggestion. He’d been a mathematician before the cataclysm, and a storekeeper after, so Mara gave him a job in her office doing inventory.

He excelled at it and Una guessed the job was also a test of sorts to measure their intellect. Mara was systematically testing them all in various ways, posing logic puzzles and noting their responses. Una noticed it almost immediately, but said nothing.

The family was performing much better than Mara had expected and as such, she had already decided to keep them separate from the rest of the Breeds. They demonstrated some definite Alvian higher brain function?even the male, though she had not traced his lineage yet. She wanted to study the interaction of their Alvian DNA with their human sides.

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But Mara was still having disturbing dreams. She knew Hara was sending them, using his telepathic abilities that grew stronger with each passing day. She didn’t understand the images, and they were puzzling her and disrupting her sleep.

She woke in the middle of the night from the latest of the dreams to hear Hara fussing in the other room.

Julie was in there with him, so Mara asked the telepathic young woman if she could figure out what Hara was trying to tell her.

Julie and Mara had a long conversation and were still talking through the images Hara sent when Una arrived early the next morning to take over from her daughter. At first Una was appalled at what they were discussing, but then everything began to click into place.

“Mara.” Una was hesitant, but this needed to be said. “May I ask who Hara’s father is? I mean, it’s obvious to me that he’s at least part human.”

Mara shrugged. “A man called Justin O Hara is the father.” Una reached out and sat heavily in the chair next to her daughter.

“Then I finally understand the message his brother Caleb brought to us just before your people came.” Mara looked interested, sitting forward in her chair.

“I have met Caleb and the others. He had precognitive visions, is that not right?” Una nodded. “Caleb came to town just before your people arrived to deliver a message to our family.

He was the one who told me to mention I was an O’Mara. He knew it would mean something to you.

And he also said that I and my daughter had an important task to perform here. We were to act as liaison for one who could not yet speak for himself.” Her gaze went to the baby. “I think now he meant we were supposed to help you understand what little Hara wants.”