Strength in Numbers

by

Reagan
Hawk

Table
of Contents

Strength in Numbers
.
1

Chapter One
.
7

Chapter
Two
.
10

Chapter Three
.
15

Chapter Four
20

Chapter
Five
.
23

Chapter Six
.
28

Epilogue
.
33

About the Author
36

Reagan on Amazon
.
36

The
Beast Masters Series
.
36

Strength
in Numbers Series
.
36

Cyber
Sex Series
.
36

The Raven Books’ Complimentary Material
37

Civil Twilight by Mandy M. Roth
.
37

Civil Twilight Extended Excerpt
37

Books in recommended reading order
39

Mandy on Amazon
.
39

Dragon Lords 1: The Barbarian Prince by Michelle M.
Pillow
..
40

Strength
in Numbers

Space
Pirates’ Bounty

Bounty
Hunters’ Captive

Strength in Numbers Series

Reagan Hawk

NOTE:
Strength in Numbers Book One was previously released under the author name
Mandy M. Roth

 
Born into a life of sexual
servitude and trained to please men,
Sempia
believes
her fate is sealed—her virginity auctioned off to the highest bidder then life
as a sex slave. She never dreamed her childhood sweetheart would resurface in
her hour of need…or that he would be the winning bidder.

Now a seasoned warrior,
Eterin
is
nothing like the boy she remembers—he’s all man and wants to possess her at all
costs. But much has changed in the years they’ve been apart.
Eterin
has a new man in his life—one who wants to share
them both.
Sempia
finds herself at the mercy of two
incredibly hot and horny intergalactic outlaws who are dangerously close to
stealing her heart.

Warning: Short story contains MMF/ MFM and light FFM (oh who
are we kidding, just about everything and everyone joins in the fun) graphic
language, ménage and more, kinky alien sex, extreme alpha males, and pretty
much anything else you can think to toss in for sexy fun.

by

Reagan
Hawk

The thunderous roars
of the crowd shook the very ground she stood upon. So many had gathered to lay
witness to the evening’s festivities, celebration of the coming of the equinox,
that it was nearly impossible to get an accurate head count. Varying moons
surrounding the planet held their themed tributes for the festival. The moon
she was on was for one purpose and one purpose only—sex. All
Sempia
was sure of was that she was the starring act on
this night. It was she, a prized virgin from a line of sex slaves, who was to be
auctioned off to the right bidder. Her hymen would be broken by the winning
bidder and her slave note would then belong to him as well.

The entry of a
sex slave onto the market and the taking of her virginity was a show many
sought to see. They took great pleasure in watching the slave being serviced by
many before vaginal insertion occurred by the man who would be her keeper. Much
time and effort went into the preparation of the event and additional sex
slaves were used to add bodies to the mix, increasing the show’s appeal. The
extra slaves were ones who had reached a certain status among coliseum goers.
In some odd way, they had become celebrities of sorts to many. She could only
dream of achieving such a status.

Long ago, she’d
dreamed of a different life. One where she led a household of her own, greeting
her bonded mate when he came in from a long day of labouring. A life where she
would be thought of as more than property, but instead loved by one man—a man
she’d selected already. He’d hardly been a man when she’d dreamed the
impossible. He’d been a boy, barely older than her at the time. He too had been
low-born, his options limited. They had been born to a life of servitude. And
Sempia
had wisely schooled herself to focus only on the
future available to her, not the one she’d first dreamed of.

She had vowed
to make the best of this life forced upon her. It would take her many years of
sexual serfdom in an arena setting to win over the crowds in such a way. The
odds of the person who purchased her note allowing her to continue in such a
venue were slim. Most sex slaves were purchased for personal use and to be used
to service the needs of those close to the owner.

Already the
act, which would culminate with the taking of her virginity, was underway. She
wasn’t involved in the beginning portions of it. The crowd-pleasing regulars
were used to get the masses eager for more and on the edges of their seats. She
had to admit, they did their duty well. From her vantage point, just off from
the staging area, the crowd appeared very pleased. They seemed taken with one
of the alien species brought in to spice things up. It was hard to blame them.

Sempia
tried to look away but couldn’t as
the
Mantovian
alien stood before the women in the
ring. He was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. He had a row of four cocks
between his legs, lined up vertically. They seemed to have a life of their own.
Each one moved in a different direction, like tentacles. There was no mistaking
the mushroom-shaped head on each of them. The rest of the
Mantovian’s
body was a pale shade of blue, most likely having something to do with the fact
he originated from planet
Mantovia
, which was almost
entirely covered in crystal-blue water.

She could
barely make out the gills on the man’s neck even though she was well aware his
species possessed them. He resembled a humanoid and apparently had close enough
DNA to get him into the event, as all attending had to be screened for
compatibility. Still, she wasn’t sure what he intended to do with four cocks.

The women in
the ring with him dropped to their knees as he cracked the whip he held over
their head. The sound of it snapping in the air made
Sempia
jerk. She was next. It was her destiny to please others, to offer her body for
their pleasures while her master collected a hefty sum for her efforts. She had
been born into sexual servitude and was now of age to accept her destiny. A
pang of regret lanced her chest, and for a fleeting moment her thoughts went to
the boy she’d had feelings for as a child. The one she’d thought she’d make a
different life with. A true family with. The reality of her situation did not
permit her to linger on times of old long.

The
Mantovian
held a woman’s head with his free hand while she
slid her mouth over one of his cocks. The other cocks stroked her face and she
brought her hands up to grasp two more.

Another woman
entered the ring, adding yet another female to the already overflowing mix in
the ring, and the crowd went wild with cheers. She wore a sheer white tunic and
kept her head bent as she neared the
Mantovian
. He
struck out with his whip and slashed the tunic from her but left her skin
unmarred. The crowd gasped.

He motioned for
her to come to him. She obeyed, dropping next to the other woman and taking one
of his cocks into her mouth.

The women
stayed in that position, sucking and humming slightly as the
Mantovian
tipped his head back and cried out. Blue cum
jetted forth from two of his exposed cocks, and it was easy to see the women’s
throats convulsing as they drank down his offering.

The
Mantovian
snapped his whip again and the women pulled back.
He dropped to the ground and lay on his back. He whispered something only the
women could hear and they immediately straddled him, one in front of the other.
As they sank down onto his cocks,
Sempia
noticed that
a shaft went in each of their pussies and their asses.

Her cunt began
to drip. The urge was great to feel what it was like to be filled completely.
Her breath hitched as she traced a line down the front of her tunic. As her
nipples peaked, she fought the urge to reach down and pleasure herself. Her
time was soon to come. She too would know what it was like to be taken. It was
a moment she had waited many years for.

The show
continued, with the women riding the
Mantovian
. The
crowd watched, as enraptured as
Sempia
. Her gaze
flickered over the crowd long enough to see several had taken to pleasing the
person next to them. Some handled their own needs while others simply stared at
the show.

A large,
muscular man with a tawny sheen to him walked out into the ring. The man
stepped over the
Mantovian
, wiggling his bare ass
towards the first girl riding the
Mantovian
, and
stared down at the alien.

For a moment,
Sempia
could scarcely believe her eyes as the man sank down
to a seated position on the alien and then leaned forward, putting his cock in
the
Mantovian’s
face. The alien opened his mouth and
took the man deep. The woman closest to the man inched upward and began licking
the man’s ass, he in turn fucked the alien’s mouth.

Someone touched
Sempia’s
shoulder, causing her to jump slightly.

“Go,” a deep
voice said. The very sound of it made her wet pussy weep. She shuddered as she
moved forward, the owner of the voice keeping his hand locked on her shoulder.