Marianne's Abduction (8 page)

“Oh
for the sake of all the stars,” said Vaughn. “Just tell her who they are.”

Several
people in the room chuckled, and River gave Vaughn a droll look.
“Fine.
Marianne, I’d like you to meet Jakara and Callie.”

“Oh … oh my goodness.
It’s so good to meet you both.”

“I’m
thrilled to meet another woman from Earth,” said Callie. She was stunning.
Dark hair and big blue eyes, plus a smile that lit up the room.
She glanced toward Jakara. “Is it all right if Marianne and I sit outside and
talk?”

The
look of indulgence he gave her was nothing short of pure adoration. “Sure. I
think Marianne would appreciate having someone of her own kind to talk to.” He
glanced toward Vaughn. “As long as you two don’t mind.”

“Not at all.
But first, why don’t you outline
what we know about her aunt and uncle.”

“Vaughn
and River found a database that we’ve been searching for. It lists the
prisoners taken for the same reasons your aunt and uncle were. They’ve been
pretending to help the Tyranns find men for the Zoo by getting charges dropped
in exchange for those men serving that sentence instead of going to a Regum
prison.”

“So
there were others who did what my aunt and uncle did? They got the charges
dropped and then helped the prisoners escape from being sent to the Zoo?”

“Oh
yes,” said Thane.
“Many others.
A great many of the
Earthlings who came here at the beginning have done that. None of them realized
at first what the Tyranns were really doing. Once they did, they wanted no part
of it, and helped us get prisoners away from them instead. Some have been caught
doing it, including your aunt and uncle.”

“And
you found their names in this database?”

“I
found it,” said River, beaming again. “They hide all their information in bits
and pieces, and give the folders and documents fake names.”

“So
why do you think it might not be real?”

“I’m
fairly certain it’s real,” said
Jakara
. “But first we
have to verify they’re still there and haven’t been sent somewhere else. The
Tyranns move people around a lot to try to mask what they’re doing. And then if
they are still there, we have to figure out a way to get onto Voyeur Moon, and
then into the prison.”

“It
can’t be approached by air,” said Vaughn. “We’ll need to first land on the
planet, and then approach the prison by ground. Then we have to get them out,
and reverse the scenario to get them off the planet.”

Her
heart sank. Even with what little she knew, it sounded impossible. “Do you have
a plan?”

“Not
yet,” said Vaughn. “But don’t you worry. This is what we do. Now go and sit
outside with Callie. Have a nice talk. There’s food in the kitchen so make sure
you eat something. And we made fresh coffee about an hour ago.”

“Thanks.
I’m sorry I slept so late.”

He
gave her a molten look of lust that no one in the room would miss, and she felt
heat rise to her face. “You needed it.”

As
she made her way to the kitchen with Callie in tow, Marianne was caught between
joy at finding out her aunt and uncle were still alive, and trepidation at the
complications surrounding freeing them. All mixed up with those thoughts were
the erotic memories from last night. But right now, she needed to push all that
aside so she could talk to someone else from Earth.

Chapter
Eight

Marianne
and Callie sat on the same deck where Marianne had been with Vaughn and River
the night before. A warm breeze blew, and the air smelled fresh and clean.
Marianne had coffee and a plate full of food, while Callie had a cup of tea.

“I’ve
developed a taste for this stuff,” she said, sipping.
“Especially
the peppermint kind.
You must have a million questions.”

“I’m
just so happy to see someone else who lived through what I did. Vaughn and
River told me your story. Were you terrified?”

“Oh God yes.
But Jakara didn’t mistreat me.
Not ever. And there was something about him that called to me. I can’t even
explain it.”

“I
think I know what you mean. Those two are … how do I put this? Charming,
gorgeous, seductive, funny, tender, protective…” She laughed. “I sound like I’m
reading from a romance novel.”

Callie
laughed, too, and then she asked Marianne where she’d lived on Earth.

“Fox
Chapel, just outside of Pittsburgh. And you?”

“A
tiny town in Maine called Castine. Have you heard of it?”

Marianne
shook her head. “What did you do there?”

“I
was hoping to work in an art gallery. I have an MFA in art history. But when I
was taken I’d just quit a job at a dry cleaner’s.
How about
you?”

“I
have an MBA and was working in IT consulting, but when Vaughn’s and River’s
friends brought me here I was stocking groceries.”

Callie
shook her head. “Our planet is dying, and those bastard Tyranns did it. That’s
why I’m committed to helping these guys.”

“Same here.”

They
high-fived each other, and then Callie asked Marianne if she was with Vaughn
and River. “You know.
As in with them in the Biblical sense.”

“Well,
as of last night I am.” Marianne gave Callie the short and dirty version.

“What’s
that like? Having sex with two men at the same time?”

“Very
intense,
and very sore the next day.”

“Well
shit, I’m sore the next day from having sex with just one man. They’re all so
damn huge!”

Marianne
laughed so hard she spit coffee out of her nose. “No wonder the women don’t
like sex. Not only are they taught it’s no fun, but then they stare those big
cocks in the face and look out!”

Callie
laughed again. “I’m not complaining though, if I’m being honest.”

“Me
either. I’m sure I’ll get used to it.” Even as she said the words, she wondered
if last night would ever happen again, or if it had merely been a combination
of the storm, and because their talk had strayed into what she thought of them
both.

Neither
man had said much this morning about last night. Then again, they did have a
house full of people, and it sounded like they’d been up half the night
working. But anything would have been appreciated. Why had they let her sleep
so late?

Then
she remembered the note, and the way they’d carefully put her chain and ring away.
And they must have covered her, too, because she distinctly remembered curling
up on top of the comforter. So what did it mean? Did they care about her? Had
last night been a one-time thing? Were they simply the kind of guys who didn’t
make a fuss about sex the next day?

They
didn’t seem like the love ‘em then leave ‘em kind, but what did she know? She’d
been here less than two weeks. For all she knew, they did this all the time.

“Where
did you go just now?”

She
blinked a few times. “Sorry.
Just musing.”

Callie
stood and stretched. “I’ve been awake since just after four. Jakara got a call
from River, and we came right over.”

That
solved the mystery of the timeline. It had been around eleven when she’d curled
up on her side and gone to sleep. She stood and gathered her dishes. “Let’s go
join the guys. I love a good battle strategy talk.”

Callie
chuckled. “If you’re staying here with them, you’d better get used to that.”

Was
she staying here with them? She had no clue. They said she had to in order to
keep her safe, but for how long?

Marianne
only half-listened to the planning because the men eventually switched to their
own language, and she didn’t understand most of what they were saying. Callie
looked disinterested as well, or that might have been because she didn’t know
enough of the language yet either.

When
they all finally left, Callie gave her a quick hug and said Jakara had promised
to bring her by again so they could spend time together. “I’d love that,” said
Marianne.

She
helped Vaughn and River clean up the dishes, and when one of them sneaked up
behind her and put his arms around her, she dropped a plate on the floor. It
shattered, and she felt terrible. “I am so sorry. You startled me.”

“No,
I’m sorry,” said Vaughn. “I thought you heard me.” She helped them clean up the
pieces, and Vaughn gave her a long look. “Are you all right? You seem
distracted.”

“I’m
afraid for them.
My aunt and uncle.”

He
pulled her close and held her. “I promise you that we will do everything
possible to get them out of there.”

And then what happens to me?
This wasn’t the time to ask.
“Thank you.”

His
hand slid down her back. “And by the way, we never had the chance to thank you
for last night.”

She
smiled and snuggled closer. “You are so welcome. And thank you.
Both of you.”

River
moved next to her and stroked her arm. “Did you think we weren’t going to say
anything?”

Was
he a mind reader? “I was sort of wondering why you hadn’t, but then I thought
it was because of your discovery, and having to work.”

Vaughn
pulled away and cupped her face. “I’m sorry you thought that. But yes, you’re
right. It was because of what River found and the need for us to make a plan.”
He kissed her gently, and she forgot all her earlier doubts. “What do you say
we leave all these dirty dishes for later?”

Vaughn
trailed a line of liquid fire down her neck with his tongue, and her pussy grew
wet. She moaned softly. “Well, I don’t know. There are a lot of them.”

River
chuckled.
“Seriously?”
He moved directly behind her
and ground his erection against her ass. “You’d rather wash dishes than repeat
least night?”

Marianne
wanted to dance around the kitchen with joy.
“Um, no.
Not really.”

“Thank
the stars,” said Vaughn. “For a moment there I thought you’d regretted it.”

Was
he serious? She gazed into his eyes.
“Quite the opposite.
I was waiting for you two to say something and was afraid
you
had regretted it. Or that it was only going to be a one-time
thing.”

He
pulled her close again.
“Oh, sweet Marianne.
Not a
chance. I’m afraid you’re stuck with us ravishing your beautiful body.” He
kissed her, and Marianne forgot everything else. He slid his tongue into her
mouth at the same time River slipped his hands under her tunic.

Marianne
squirmed against River’s body behind her, wanting him to just rip her clothes
off and take her, right there on the kitchen floor. He reached under her
camisole and squeezed her breasts from behind, while Vaughn released her mouth
and planted tiny kisses along her jaw line.

“How
do you feel about outdoor sex?” asked Vaughn.

“Fine with me.
Anywhere.
As long as it’s with you two.”

Vaughn
grinned, and then he pulled off her tunic. River did the same with her
camisole, and then he pulled down her pants and took the panties with them. The
guys helped her step out of them and her slippers, and then they took her
hands. “Aren’t you two undressing?”

“I
think we’ll let you do it,” said River.

She
giggled as they led her out onto the back deck, which faced the woods and was enclosed
on both sides to block the view of other decks set along this side of the
building. “We can’t be seen, can we?”

River
lit a candle in a glass jar and placed it on the table in the corner. “Not
unless someone is in those woods with binoculars.”

The hell with it if they were.
She didn’t care.

Vaughn
went back inside for a moment, and when he returned, he dropped what looked
like the cushions from the sofa onto the stone floor, and placed the condoms
and oil bottle on the table next to the candle. Then he kissed her again. “Now,
we want you to take off our clothes. And make us believe it. We need to know
how much you want us.”

It
never occurred to her before Vaughn’s request that either of these sexy men
wouldn’t know how hot they were. But then, who would have told them? Not the
women from their own planets, if what they’d told her was true. And she had no
reason to believe it wasn’t. They had no idea how seductive they were.

Marianne
kissed each one, tangling her fingers in their hair and moving her body against
their rock-hard bulges. She shoved her tongue into their mouths, taking turns
with them, and breaking the kiss after a few seconds each time until they were
both moaning and moving their hands all over her.

Her
pussy was soaked, and her nipples were tight points, even though the evening
was warm and sultry. Insects that sounded like crickets sang, and the air was
fragrant with the scent of flowers. She could easily imagine they were on a
tropical island on Earth, and this was their private cabana. The only thing
missing was the roar of the ocean.

Marianne
removed their shirts, and then she brushed her fingers and flicked her tongue
over their tats, tracing the outlines until both men were moaning constantly
and groping her. She didn’t remove their pants right away. Instead she knelt on
one of the cushions and took as much of their cocks into her mouth as she could
through the fabric.

They
pulled her hair, and finally River stood her up and kissed her hard and deep.
When he released her mouth, he gazed at her with dark intensity that sent
shivers up and down her spine.
“Enough playing.
Take
off my pants now and fuck me.”

She
smiled, and then she slid down his pants. He nearly fell getting out of them,
and Vaughn laughed at him as Marianne took off his, too. When the men were
naked, she got on her knees again, and they took turns fucking her roughly in
the mouth. She was still sore from last night, but she didn’t care. This was
raw and dirty, and she absolutely fucking loved it.

They
held her head still and tugged on her hair, and her pussy contracted in tiny
spasms as they went on and on. When they finally let her off her knees, they
laid her on the cushions and fucked her in the pussy, again taking turns.

Marianne
was out of her mind with need. Her cries joined theirs, competing with the song
of the insects, until she completely forgot where they were. She came twice
before they stood, and when she realized they were both still rock hard, she
laughed. “How do you do that? You’re not human!”

“Duh,”
said River, grinning down at her. “No, we’re not, silly girl.”

She
stood and stretched. “May I please have a bathroom and water break?”

“Yes,”
said Vaughn.
“Under one condition.”

She
gave him her sexiest smile. “And what might that be?”

He
brushed a finger along her right nipple, and she shivered. “When you come back
outside, bring along something of your choosing that we will use to paddle your
sweet ass and your pretty pink pussy. And then…” He stepped closer, planting
tiny nips on each breast. “And then we’re going to fuck you in the ass and the
pussy at the same time.”

“Oh
God…”

Marianne
took her time in the bathroom, and then she drank two glasses of water. She had
no clue what to take outside for them to use, and then she had an idea. She
went back into the bathroom and plucked her bath brush from the shower. It was
thicker than the wooden spoon they’d used last night, and would likely hurt,
but just the thought of them using it on her ass and pussy sent fresh waves of
desire through her.

She
returned to the deck and handed the brush to River, who grinned at her like
she’d just given him diamonds. “Perfect.” Vaughn wasn’t outside. Marianne
started to ask where he went, but River grabbed her around the waist and bent
her over, then swatted her ass five times with the brush, hard. Marianne yelled
and tried to squirm away, but he was far too strong.

“Hang
on,” said Vaughn, stepping outside. “I brought this.” He held up a coil of
soft-looking rope.

River
let go of her, and she stared at Vaughn. “
What
?”

Vaughn
laughed softly. “Don’t worry, love. We’ll be careful not to make it too tight.”