Initiation (Xylon Warriors 1) (14 page)

Kam arched an eyebrow at her, but didn’t respond. He’d let her come to the conclusion herself.

She stopped pacing and just stared at him, seeking some kind of answer. A moment later, after he said nothing, her eyes widened. “Wait. You think he’s…but, I thought…geez!” Her lips clamped closed. She turned and stalked from the room, slamming the door after her. The whole room shook in response.

Yep. Erik was definitely a fool.

* * * * *

Alexa’s body throbbed. Braden worked the dildo with precision and skill. His fingers tugged on one nipple then the second. So good. He seemed to know exactly what she craved.

A hand settled warmly on her stomach. Wait. That’s three hands. Her eyes popped open.

Erik! What was he doing? She thought he was only going to watch. The idea had rather excited her, and she wanted to please Braden by upping the intensity level. But for Erik actually to participate…

She looked over at Braden and wondered if the panic she felt shone in her eyes. She tried to get her voice to work, but nothing more than a squeak came out.

A smile of understanding crossed his face.

She relaxed. Good. She trusted him with her body and well-being. He released the dildo and made a few hand signals to Erik, who nodded in return.

Erik would leave now.

She never should have started this. Something had broken down all her normal behavior patterns. She seemed to weave in and out of the erotic spell. Doing things that she never imagined she would ever do.

Erik looked her directly in the eyes, raised one of her hands, and gently kissed the palm. That bit of tenderness was a nice gesture. He flicked his tongue against her sensitive skin.

An unexpected jolt of passion hit her. Not real passion. Just a physical thing. That erotic craving deep inside her. She knew that. Anyone would have felt it. Well…that’s what she was choosing to believe.

Braden stroked her brow with light brushes of his fingertips. His lips grazed her cheek, then lowered to her ear. “Trust us,” he whispered.

Us? Her heart lurched in her chest. Erik
wasn’t
leaving? “I-I…” Now that the two men were staring down at her, heightened excitement in their eyes, the dildo inside her felt like a tree trunk. She watched Erik’s fingers slowly curl around the object.

Oh! Alexa held her breath. Just say the words. That’s all she had to do. She could stop this right now.

But do I want to stop this?

Braden would never force her to do anything that she didn’t want to. Even after such a short time, she knew that. But Erik? Despite the tender kiss, he always seemed so…aggressive. Sexually stimulating for sure, but also uncontrolled.

“Remember, only pleasure.” Braden moved to her breast and began licking her nipple.

Erik kept his eyes locked with hers. His hand tightened on the dildo, and he mouthed something.

It took her a couple of tries to read his lips. Braden’s tongue kept distracting her.

I…fuck…hard.

Her whole body flushed. Too much. A threesome was nowhere in her realm of manageability. And certainly not with this man.

Braden’s tongue slid between her breasts, down her ribs, over her stomach. He pulled one of her thighs wide.

Erik pulled the other one wide, opening her completely. He pushed on the dildo once, twice, as if testing her resistance.

He was really going to…no way. She couldn’t do this. “This is too—”

Braden’s tongue curled around her clit, and the erotic sensation stole her voice. Erik’s eyes glazed over, and he pumped the dildo into her. Short, strong strokes.

Her hips jerked.

Braden lifted his head, and his eyes locked with hers. “Faster, Erik.”

He nodded, his face turning into a mask of concentration. He thrust the glass cock into her with greater speed.

“Ah!” Her body tensed, and her fingers dug into the mattress. Pleasure built, curling deep inside.

“Make her squirm, Braden.”

Braden broke eye contact. He lowered his head, and once more tongued her sensitive bud.

The feeling was beyond her wildest imagination. She no longer thought about what was happening. Her need to climax took precedence over everything else.

Braden’s tongue slashed her clit, and Erik continued pumping. A few more seconds… When Braden stopped licking, she almost sobbed at the loss. She’d been so close.

“Come on, Alexa. Let go.”

“Come for us, baby,” Erik encouraged. He worked the dildo with even more aggressive and demanding thrusts.

Alexa’s back arched. He sure knew how to manipulate a cock. She slid her fingers into Braden’s hair. “Don’t stop.”

Both men’s lips quirked into a grin. Braden lowered his head and repeatedly flicked her clit with his tongue. Erik continued to fuck her with the dildo.

The ecstasy grew and expanded inside Alexa, then exploded, shooting through every muscle and pore. She cried out, bucked, and thrashed on the mattress. Her body arched. She screamed, moaned, then screamed again when the feeling intensified.

“Yeah!” Erik responded. “Keep licking her, Braden. She loves it. She’s coming hard!”

Alexa’s voice keened high. Wave after wave rolled through her in one continuous explosion. Surely, she would die if this feeling didn’t stop soon. It was so intense. Too intense. But so good!

Finally, her body collapsed against the mattress. She trembled as Braden tenderly swiped his tongue back and forth over her quivering clit. Erik worked the dildo easy now, in and out.

Oh, my!
She’d had her first orgasm. And it was a massive one. If all orgasms were like that one, she didn’t know how people survived them.

Braden moved up and licked her lips. She tasted herself for the first time and licked back. Their tongues moved together in sensual rhythm.

The dildo was eased from her vagina.

“We’re going to roll you over, Alexa,” Braden said, his lips sliding across her cheek. “You came beautifully.”

She couldn’t move or respond. She felt like liquid. All she could do was lie there while they put her on her stomach.

Someone readjusted the pillow, raising her ass in the air. Her eyes fluttered closed in exhaustion.

Their conversation floated around her, sounding far off, even though they were right next to her.

“Hand me the other dildo,” Braden said. A moment later he mumbled, “Thanks.”

Someone’s hands massaged her butt. It felt good. Right.

“Open her up.” Again, Braden’s voice.

Which meant it must be Erik’s hands on her. He gently spread her ass cheeks.

Something wet and slightly rough touched her opening. She jerked. A tongue? Yes, that’s what it was.

“Relax, Alexa.” This time it was Erik who spoke. His voice was gentler than she would have expected from him.

She didn’t know whose tongue had touched her, because it left when she jerked and before Erik spoke. The sensation had been so new to her that she couldn’t lie still. She didn’t know what was going to happen next, but she was looking forward to finding out.

Erik leaned over and again tongued Alexa’s ass, getting her ready for the second part of the Initiation.

She squirmed beneath him, but didn’t try to pull away. She liked getting her asshole reamed. He knew she did, so he did a thorough job. Otherwise, she’d have screamed a protest at the first touch. Did she even know it was his tongue? He wanted her to know.

He couldn’t get the sight of her orgasm from his mind. She’d been so beautiful, just like Braden said. His friend was a lucky man. Maybe someday
he’d
be lucky too, and find a woman as special for himself.

The image of Leila’s face flashed through his mind, until he forced it away. She wasn’t for him. She’d always made that perfectly clear.

“Hey,” Braden said, interrupting his thoughts.

Oops. He’d spent a little too much time licking Alexa’s rear entry. He pulled back and cleared his throat. “Sorry.”

His mouth moved to the base of Alexa’s spine, and he sucked on the nerves located there, while Braden slowly inserted the small dildo.

Alexa barely twitched. But then, the thing was so slim that he doubted it would cause even a virgin asshole any discomfort. He heard Braden’s sigh of relief. He must have expected her to protest. Erik massaged one of her ass cheeks. So soft. He suspected Alexa had more passion and eroticism built up inside her than either of them knew. Probably more than she, herself, even realized.

He slid his tongue slowly up her spine, enjoying the small tremors it caused her, until he reached the back of her neck. The smooth skin there sent thoughts racing through him. Braden needed to Brand her. Here. Now. Not wait for approval. It was the only way to ensure she would be his.

He let his tongue touch her ear as he whispered to her. “Did you like the feel of my tongue up your ass, Alexa? Maybe I’ll do it again. Maybe I’ll use something other than my tongue.”

She moaned and bit her bottom lip.

He dragged his fingers through her hair, smoothing the silky strands. He wished he could stroke the hair between her thighs to see if it was just as silky, but he suspected Braden wouldn’t allow that. He hadn’t thrust the dildo deep enough, earlier, to graze her curls. His mistake. He should have shoved it in to the hilt, let her juices coat his fingers, so he could have gotten a taste of her. “Do you want to come again?”

After a moment of hesitation, she answered, “Yes.” The word was barely audible, as if she felt embarrassed to admit her need.

He was glad that she did admit it. By the look on Braden’s face, he was about ready to teach her another lesson in the pleasures of power fucking.

Braden pushed a second pillow underneath Alexa’s hips. The dildo in her ass had already done its job, and he could have eased it out, but he let it remain for the moment. Alexa didn’t need to come for it to work. He intended to make her come anyway. She was much too pent-up sexually, and needed the release.

Erik had settled in beside her and was stroking her hair and back, whispering in her ear. Not once had his friend taken advantage of being here. Braden respected the fact that Erik only touched Alexa to
his
specifications and hadn’t pushed for more. He grabbed a soft-bristled hairbrush off the dresser and handed it to him. “Use this. Full body.” She’d love the sensation. The men in her past were fools not to have realized her need for intense stimulation, both physical and emotional.

When the bristles touched her skin, Braden felt her shudder and sigh. Erik dragged the brush down her back, across her ass, along the inside of her thighs—back and forth, until she couldn’t lie still anymore.

“Please…”

“What do you want, Alexa?” Erik asked, nodding at Braden.

Braden flipped on the slim vibrator and adjusted the feelers on the dildo to stimulate her more.

She jackknifed her hips, then settled down with a hum of excitement. Erik continued stimulating her with the bristles.

The sight of Alexa lying submissively between them, on her stomach, letting them touch her any way they wanted, was an experience he’d never forget. This wasn’t how he’d planned it, but compromise went a long way. “Erik asked you a question, Alexa. What do you want?”

“Say it, baby,” Erik encouraged.

“I—I want to come.”

Braden’s heart softened. That sounded so hard for her to admit. And it really shouldn’t be.

“Louder,” Erik replied. His voice held a demanding tone this time that didn’t surprise Braden, but must have shocked Alexa.

She didn’t respond to the near command. She’d come a long way sexually. But she still needed to submit completely to the desires of her body and mind. Admit and acknowledge what they were without shyness or hesitation. He made a hand signal to Erik. His friend cocked an eyebrow, then visibly swallowed and nodded. His eyes dilated in excitement and anticipation.

Braden clenched his hand into a fist, then stretched his fingers wide.

“Now, Braden. Do it.”

He brought his palm down, slapping Alexa’s ass. Once. Twice. “Tell me when to stop, Alexa. Tell us what you want. What you need. Is this it?”

She buried her face against the pillow. Her fingers gripped the sheet, released it, then gripped it again and held on tight.

He made contact a third time, smacking her butt more sharply.

She jerked and moaned.

After a fourth swat, he hesitated, giving her ample chance to speak. “Do you want more?”

She remained quiet, not acknowledging the need, nor protesting the action.

“Smack her again, Braden.” Erik stared at Alexa’s pinkening backside and groaned. “Damn, she’s got a spankable ass.”

Braden saw the man’s hand twitch. He knew Erik wanted to spank Alexa himself. But that was his pleasure alone. His hand connected with her ass a fifth and sixth time, the sharp slaps echoing in the room. His cock was so hard he was about ready to spurt.

Erik gathered her hair in his fist and gently pulled her head up. His voice was anything but gentle when he spoke. “Do you like being spanked, Alexa? Tell us.”

Braden smacked her ass a seventh time—only a little harder. One word from her to stop, and he’d back off immediately. But he knew better. His hand made contact again.

Alexa squeezed her eyes closed. “Yes, I like it! I like it all. Now make me come! Make me come!” Then in a lower voice, “Please, make me come.” Erik released her, and she collapsed on the mattress.

“Good girl,” Erik responded, stroking her hair.

A surge of triumph filled Braden. She was panting heavily, her back rising and falling with each breath. But when she didn’t say anything else, didn’t move in any other way, the feeling turned to apprehension.

Maybe he’d pushed too hard and gotten her involved in something too sexually potent. He hoped not. He wanted her to remember this experience and grow stronger, more assured and comfortable with her sexual needs. That was important if she were to be happy with the Warrior lifestyle.

“Do her, Braden,” Erik growled, rubbing his cock. “She’s ready.”

More like Erik was ready, he suspected. Nevertheless, when Alexa didn’t issue a protest, Braden slowly pulled the dildo from her ass and inserted the tip of his tongue into her wet pussy from behind. She was soaked, her juices thick and heavy, coating his tongue and lips.