The Breed (7 page)

“Lukas!” I gasped again but it was too late,
one long finger was already slipping over my aching clit, dipping
lower to gather more honey from my well, and then sliding gently
but firmly deep into my pussy.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he murmured, adding
a second finger and sliding even deeper. “Feels right to let me
ease you.”

“It…it shouldn’t.” I was mesmerized by the
sight of my big brother fingerfucking my open pussy. “I shouldn’t
want to let you.”

“But you do,” he whispered, stroking into me,
his long fingers slippery with my honey. “Listen to your body,
Lexie—it knows you need me.”

“I…I don’t know.” I felt hypnotized by the
obscene and yet somehow beautifully erotic sight of his fingers
sliding into me. “What…what else do they do on…on Breeder. Tell me
more,” I heard myself asking.

“Well,” he murmured as the broad pad of his
thumb found my clit and began slipping over it. “When a female
comes of age, her mate doesn’t take her immediately. In the early
part of her heat she only gets partially bred.”

“What…what exactly does that entail?” I could
barely speak at this point. The pleasure inside me was like a wire
tightening in my belly—a wire that was threatening to snap at any
minute and drive me over the edge.

“First he tastes her honey—puts his tongue
inside her so she’ll know what to expect.” Lukas was suddenly on
the floor in front of me. Before I could stop him, he was between
my thighs, his broad shoulders splitting me wide.

“Lukas, no!” I protested. Letting him suck my
nipples out of necessity was one thing. As for stroking my open
pussy—I definitely shouldn’t have let him do that but it was
already done and I couldn’t take it back. But this—this I could and
should stop. I just couldn’t let my own brother go down on me.
Couldn’t let him spread me open and taste my wet, naked pussy. I
didn’t care what he said, it was just
wrong.

But Lukas didn’t seem upset at all. “Relax,
Lexie.” He kissed the inside of my thigh casually. “I’m just
showing you this once. How can I make you understand exactly how
our native culture is supposed to work if I don’t show you?”

There was something wrong with his logic but
my brain was fuzzy with lust and need and it was hard to put my
finger on it.

“Just once,” Lukas said again, softly. “Just
let me show you.”

“And you’re not…you won’t actually…”

“Breed you?” he asked softly. “Put my cock
deep inside your pussy and fuck you until I fill you full of my
cum? No, Lexie, I won’t. Although there may come a time when you
beg me to do exactly that. But I won’t—not now. I swear.”

“All right,” I whispered, somewhat soothed by
his promise. “All right, Lukas. You…you can show me. Just
once.”

“Good.” He smiled up at me, his black eyes
glowing. “As I was saying, the male of the Breeder pair puts his
tongue inside his mate, to let her know what to expect when he does
finally breed her.” He bent his head and I expected to feel his
hot, wet tongue enter me at any moment. But instead he started
licking me—long, slow, top-to-bottom sweeps that went from the
entrance of my pussy to the top of my slit.

I cried out and grabbed at his black hair as
he dragged his tongue over my aching clit. “Lukas please! I thought
you were just going to…”

“To penetrate you?” He gave me a lazy smile.
“Of course I want to do that, too. But first I want to taste you.
You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to taste your cunt
honey, my sweet little Lexie. And now here you are, all spread open
for me. I can’t resist.”

“You should try,” I whispered but my words
lacked conviction. The feeling of his hot, wet tongue lapping my
open cunt was too much, too pleasurable. I just had to lie there
and take it, lie there and let Lukas do what he wanted while I
watched with drugged disbelief as he tasted my pussy.

The feel of my big brother’s hot mouth on my
throbbing clit, the sight of his dark head bending between my legs,
was too much. Suddenly the wire that had been tightening inside me
snapped and a warm wave of pleasure flowed over me with no
warning.

“Lukas!” I wailed, my fingers fisting in his
thick black hair. “Lukas, I’m…oh God, I don’t know what I’m doing
but it feels so
good.”

“You’re coming, Lexie. Just coming, that’s
all,” he reassured me, lapping gently at my open cunt again. “It’s
all right. Let yourself come, sweetheart. Let your cunt honey
flow.”

I couldn’t have stopped if I’d wanted to. The
warm wave of sensation was still flowing, pounding over me,
dragging me out to sea like a riptide and God, it felt
incredible.
I moaned out loud as Lukas thrust his fingers
deep inside me again and pressed up to find the end of my channel.
This time his fingerfucking was rough and purposeful. It was as
though he knew exactly what I needed and was intent on giving it to
me.

Finally the sensations died down a little and
I started to relax. Lukas seemed to sense this too because he
withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue.

“Lukas,” I whispered feebly. “You…you already
made me come. Don’t you want to stop?”

“And miss the flow of honey after your first
orgasm? Of course not.” His black eyes blazed into mine. “Spread
your legs wider, Lexie. Let me taste your honey. Let me drink from
you.”

Feeling powerless to resist him, I did as he
asked. My breasts were aching again but in a pleasurable way and I
realized that nectar was flowing freely from my nipples. God, what
was wrong with me? I was overflowing all
over
the place. But
Lukas didn’t seem to mind. He lapped and sucked, pressing his
tongue deep inside me, penetrating my pussy and then licking my
clit until he brought me to another, slightly less intense
orgasm.

Only when I had finished coming the second
time did he rise from between my legs and look at me again.

I could scarcely meet his eyes. Now that the
overwhelming pleasure was fading I couldn’t believe I’d allowed my
own brother to lick me to orgasm not once but twice. It seemed
wrong—shameful, even though I now knew we weren’t really related. I
felt guilty about giving him so much access to my body even after
what he’d told me about being my predestined mate.

Lukas must have seen the shame on my face
because he caught my chin and tilted it up until I had to look at
him. “Lexie,” he said softly, looking into my eyes. “Don’t feel
bad. I’m only showing you what happens when a female comes into
heat on Breedlow—remember? And even if I
wasn’t
just showing
you, even if I had gone down on you and tasted your pussy because
we both wanted it, there would be no shame in it. It’s perfectly
natural.”

“Sure,” I mumbled, glancing away from his
burning look. “It’s perfectly normal to spread my legs for my big
brother and let him lick my…lick me there.” I tried to laugh but it
didn’t come out sounding happy. “Nothing wrong with that.”

“No, there’s not,” he said, frowning. “And
don’t forget, I’m your
mate.
If we were still living on our
home planet I would have gone down on you hundreds of times even
before you were ready to be partially bred.”

My heart skipped a beat and then started to
pump faster. “What exactly do you mean, ‘partially bred?’”

“It takes a female some time to be ready to
be fully penetrated by her mate’s cock.” Lukas’s deep voice had
taken on a lecturing tone again and I wondered how long he’d
studied to learn everything there was to know about our true
peoples’ customs. Could it be that instead of gadding around, being
an intergalactic playboy, he’d been taking courses on
Xenobiology?

“Explain,” I said, looking at him warily.

“Well, just because a female isn’t ready to
have her mate’s cock fully penetrate her pussy, doesn’t mean she
doesn’t experience the need to feel him in her,” Lukas went on.
“And since his body is built to accommodate hers, Breeder biology
has an answer for that. Look.”

Sitting up, he began to unfasten his pants,
just as he had the night before. This time I didn’t even try to
stop him—what was the point? But I have to admit I couldn’t help
blushing when he pulled out the longest, thickest cock I’d ever
seen in my life.

“Lukas,” I said, my cheeks getting hot.
“What—?”

“Look.” He scooted closer to me. “No, you
don’t have to touch it if you don’t want to. Just look—for now.” He
held himself by the shaft and pointed at the broad, flaring head of
his cock which was already shiny with precum. “See that ridge just
about an inch below the head?” he asked softly.

I looked and sure enough, there was a raised
area about quarter of an inch wide just where he was pointing. I
had the sudden urge to touch it—to explore the long, thick shaft
rising from between his thighs with my hands and mouth but I
squashed the bewildering desire quickly.

“I…I see it,” I murmured.

“This ridge goes all the way around my cock,”
Lukas told me. “And it acts as kind of an anchor. You see, Lexie,
you have a little groove inside your pussy that just exactly
matches my ridge. Or you would the moment I started entering you.
But it doesn’t stay in the same place.”

“It…it doesn’t?” I asked, mesmerized by the
sight of his naked cock and the forbidden thought of it inside me.
Of course I would never let him but still…

“No.” He shook his head. “It exists solely to
show the Breeder male exactly how ready his female is to be bred.
Early in her heat, it’s near the entrance of her pussy so he can
barely get the head of his cock inside her before he feels himself
lock in place.”

“Which means he only gets partial
penetration,” I said and Lukas nodded.

“Of course, as her body becomes more ready to
be bred, the groove moves back, allowing him to slide deeper and
deeper into her. When she’s fully ready to have him all the way
inside her, it disappears completely, only to reappear during her
next heat. Would you like me to show you?” he asked, his voice soft
and deep.

“I…I don’t know,” I whispered, biting my lip.
My answer should have been an immediate and forceful “no” of that I
was sure. But somehow the idea of watching my big brother slide the
head of his cock into my pussy no longer seemed as wrong as it once
had. Maybe it was just because my body was still throbbing with
pleasure from the way he’d gone down on me but my absolute
certainty that we shouldn’t go too far had weakened until it was
almost nonexistent.

“It’s still your first heat, Lexie,” he told
me softly. “The first time for you to be penetrated by your mate. I
probably wouldn’t be able to get more than the head of my cock
inside you—if that.”

I bit my lip again. “Just…just the head?
You’re sure?”

He nodded. “Later on in your heat the groove
inside you will move back and allow me more access. But for right
now it should be right near the entrance of your pussy. Do you want
to see where it is?”

“We…we shouldn’t,” I faltered.

“Actually, we
should
,” Lukas
countered. “It would give us an idea of how fast your heat is
progressing—we would know exactly how far along you are in your
cycle.”

“It’s
that
important to know?” I
asked.

Lukas nodded. “When your heat peaks I need to
be with you, at your side to help you through it. If I had to
guess, I would say you aren’t near that stage yet. But there’s no
way to be completely sure other than…”

“For you to penetrate me,” I finished for him
and he nodded again.

“Do you want to know, Lexie?” he asked,
looking into my eyes. “Do you want to find out how ready you are to
be bred?”

It was wrong and I knew it—felt it to the
bottom of my being. But I
did
want it—wanted to see what he
was talking about. Wanted to watch his cock slide into my open
pussy and feel him inside me. Besides, I told myself, it was
important to know exactly where we stood—where
I
stood. And
he wasn’t
really
my brother—even though we’d grown up
together and been raised as siblings, it wasn’t as though we would
actually be committing incest.

Lukas was silent for a long moment, letting
me think. Then he murmured, “Well?”

“All right,” I whispered at last. “As long as
it’s just the head.”

“I’m sure that’s all it will be,” Lukas said
confidently. “Come here, Lexie. Let me show you what I mean. Let’s
see how ready you are to be bred.”

He sat back on the loveseat and motioned for
me to straddle him. Feeling awkward but also incredibly turned on,
I did as he commanded. When my wet, open pussy was poised just over
his cock, Lukas put his hands on my waist to guide me down.

“Slowly now, sweetheart,” he murmured as I
lowered myself onto him. “Just watch while I enter you.”

I couldn’t have looked away if the sight had
made me go blind. I stared, transfixed, at the sight of my big
brother’s cock sliding slowly into my open pussy. God, this was
wrong—so
wrong
. And yet it felt incredibly right.

Lukas was much bigger than anyone else I had
ever been with and I felt a slight stretching sensation as the head
of his cock slid home inside me.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his hands still on
my hips. “God, you’re tight. Just a little further, Lexie. I should
be hitting the groove at any time now…”

But as he guided me lower, neither one of us
encountered any resistance. I watched, mesmerized, as inch after
thick inch of my brother’s cock filled me, stretching my pussy open
to the limit and still he didn’t stop.

“Lukas?” I whispered uncertainly. “This is
more than I bargained for. You said just the head…”

“I know.” He shook his head. “I don’t
understand it. There’s no way I should be able to get this deep
into you during our first penetration. In fact—wait.
There
it is.”