Zane

 

 

 

I’D HAD NO choice but to let Astrid walk away from me in the arena. I didn’t give a fuck about my pride. I’d have gone after her, but I figured pursuing her at that particular point would do more harm than good.

She left me with an aching hole in my chest and worry rooted deep down in my gut, not knowing if she’d return to me.

X had tried to cheer me up. Prairie too. Thankfully Uncle didn’t even come near me after the debacle, a good thing because I would’ve taken up one of the trainee’s whips and flayed the skin from his bones.

When the door of my chambers finally opened and Astrid walked inside, my pulse leaped, and my body responded instantly to her presence whether she wanted me or not.

She didn’t know if she was going to stay. I’d convince her, with my cocks embedded so deep inside her she forgot everything but pure hot pleasure.

It seemed she wanted the same.

Both your cocks in me at the same time.

She was going to get exactly what she asked for, in spades, until she couldn’t stand on her own two feet tomorrow, let alone walk in a straight line.

Releasing a pent-up growl, I hauled her into my arms. My kiss rough, tongue lunging and tasting, I ripped the blue gown right down the middle.

Her breasts tempted me, especially as she stood naked with only the large necklace cuddled between her tits.

Another rumbling noise thundered through my chest, and I threw her on the bedding. Her tits bounced. Her blue irises ignited. Her legs spread wantonly.

I shed my clothing just as fast then squeezed a breast, popping the nipple and puffy areola into my mouth. My next loud rolling groan made her skin vibrate as I wetly laved the bud, plucking roughly at the other pink peak.

Her knees raised along my hips, her pelvis cradling me. My thick engorged cocks buttressed against the swelling slickness of her pussy.

I rose up onto my hands, and she clawed at my shoulders.

A feminine growl spilled from her lips before she dragged me to her hungry mouth. Her tongue raced against mine, traced my lips, tested the tips of my fangs.

She pulled back, eyes mere slits and voice low and sultry. “I want you, Zane. Fill me. Fuck me.”

Her urgency ignited mine to even higher levels.

Drawing back to my knees, I spread the lips of her cunt and bent down to greedily lap the liquid essence welling from her tiny opening I was going to own tonight.

Her cry gurgling through the air, she twisted her head from side to side and I flicked at her clit until she almost climaxed.

But I wouldn’t have that. Not until I tunneled both big barrels of my mighty flesh into her cunt, into her ass.

Pulling away, I spanked her juicy pussy with the flat of my hand. “Not yet, meehri.”

Her hips bucked. Her voice cried out. Her back arched high, and more creamy fluid dampened the juncture between her legs.

“Zane!”

I murmured her name, appreciating the sight and the scent of her wet reddened sex. Leaning down, I blew a stream of air over her flushed cunt before slowly, painstakingly, lapping at her. I brought her to the edge again. Spanked her again. Almost unloaded enormous quantities of cum all over her belly.

But I didn’t. Not yet.

Pressing on the backs of her thighs, I folded her near in half, her tits squashed by her legs and her bright pussy and tiny pink rosebud raised to the air. Raised for me.

A hungry hoarse noise climbed from the back of my throat as I watched her pussy juice flow down in a slick trickle toward the crevice of her ass, an ass I’d infiltrate soon.

Astrid whimpered almost shyly when I traced the cleft between the pale globes of her buttocks with a single finger.

I grinned, face taut with lust, circling the little opening I couldn’t wait to breach with one of my heavy cocks. Both fat cockheads now leaked steady streams of precum, and if she hadn’t been an anal virgin I’d have fucked her with that lube covering me alone.

As it was, I wanted to introduce her slowly to the pleasure of a good ass fuck, as slowly as I could anyway. Bending lower, I circled my tongue over her virgin hole.

She bucked up then shied away.

I couldn’t have that either.

Holding her firmly with hands cupping her luscious rump, I tapped the tip of my tongue against her tiny little star. I relaxed the ring of flesh while raising her lust higher with one finger tunneling into the sweltering heat of her clenching cunt.

Soon I was fingering her soaking slit and fully tonguing her untried entrance. As her pussy spilled more and more liquid, it dipped down to my tongue flicking inside her, and I groaned at the combined taste, all my senses alight.

I had to switch, tongue in cunt, one finger splitting her ass very, very slowly. She was turned on, humping back against me, clutching the furs, trying to get closer.

I widened her with one digit then two all the while eating at her but never ever letting her drop over the edge into climax.

She started shouting at me, swearing . . . desperate, aching . . . for me.

Oil in hand, I transferred it to my fingers then like a funnel into her ass. Getting her slick and ready for the hottest fuck of her life.

My muscles strained as I stretched her inexorably, scissoring my fingers, licking her, prepping her.

Thrashing her head, Astrid begged and pleaded in broken whispers that heralded my deepest arousal to the surface.

“I need to be inside you.” I thought I’d go raving mad if I didn’t get her on my cocks now.

My two solid dicks looked intimidating when I ran both fists up and down the lengths, saturating them in clear fluid. Then I dragged them against her beautiful cunt lips.

Priming her with one cock after the other sliding into the succulent wet velvet of her cunt, I gave her two rolling long-awaited climaxes. Flexing from my toes to my shoulders, neck corded with the strain of holding back my power, I pulled out while her pussy still convulsed on my veined monster.

I slickened my lower cock one last time until oil dripped from the hefty throbbing cylinder. I lined up with a knock-knock at her illicit hole I’d leave leaking cum soon enough.

I had to enter her pussy and her ass at the same time, maintaining a slow pace so I didn’t cause too much pain. But muscles shuddered all over my body, and my ass flexed as my balls jostled with so much seed I was going to drown her in cum tonight.

Still in the throes of an ongoing endless orgasm, Astrid gasped and screamed, a scream that halted with the head of one cock slurped into her pussy, the crown of the other mining into the smaller untried button below.

I gripped her thighs, holding her still, easing into her. One inch in, half an inch out.

Astrid grasped my forearms, her blunt nails cutting in. “Zane? Oh God, Zane!”

It took minutes, minutes full of patience as my chest heaved and my ass pumped minutely until I’d seated both cocks all the way.

Panting, groaning, growling, I stopped, still, filling my petite mate and letting her adjust to the heavy breadth of me. And I almost completely lost it with both cocks soldered all the way to the depths of both her holes.

“Fucking hell, Astrid.” My teeth ground together, fangs nicking my lips, lips that pulled back as my nostrils flared at the sight and the sound and the feel of her.

“Zane.” Eyes closed, she reached blindly for me.

With her body still folded in half, I shoved even deeper when I rolled up to drive my tongue into her gasping mouth.

Her cunt pulled and sucked at me just like her lips, and her moans seemed shredded from her throat.

Back, back, back, I withdrew both rods from her then pressed firmly to part her searing, hugging flesh again.

Then faster. Out of control. Slamming.

Sweat and oil and cunt juice flinging.

With each ruthless impact, my balls slapped the upturned cheeks of her ass, and she howled beneath my onslaught.

She came with the pleasure I mercilessly inflicted.

Hot suction clung to my cocks every time I pulled back. Wet tight tissue opened each time I thrust inside.

Rough, raw emotions overspilled, and I fucked her erratically, brow creasing, body never ceasing.

“Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me, meehri.” A low throbbing growl rolled from my throat.

“I won’t. I won’t! I . . .”

Her cream, the oil, my precum coated both cocks as I pounded into her, nearly lifting her off the bed with my punishing pace.

Her body jacked at an insane angle, I stuffed her one last time in both holes, tunneling deep in her ass, burying deep in her cunt. And the rub of my cocks through her thin membrane stole the last of my senses, unleashing a hammering need to make my mark so far inside her she’d never be rid of me.

Astrid’s wails turned to screams.

My groans became wild roars.

Bursts of light exploded inside me. A shuddering mass of muscle above her, I froze as my cocks thickened, kicked off, branded her in hot deluges of semen.

When I finished jerking, coming, Astrid lay beneath me, moaning and panting.

She still clutched me, eyes closed, lashes feathering her bright cheeks.

I took gentle care leaving her body, easing her legs down.

I took tender care, cleaning her up although a very male part of me wanted her to sleep with my seed seeping from her ass and cunt all night long.

Later I went at her again. I couldn’t stop. Her body glimmered like the moons’ light, too tempting to pass up. That time was slower, softer as I spooned behind her. She sighed when I entered her pussy, reaching behind to cup my ass, pull me in tighter. I licked her neck and pressed moist kisses to her shoulder.

She lifted her leg until the angle was perfect, my lower cock rubbed between her soft thighs.

We came again, quieter, holding onto one another.

She slept snuggled on top of me, but that was cold comfort considering all that had transpired. She’d said she wouldn’t leave, but that was just the throes of passion. I swept a hand up and down her back as she slept on, eventually closing my eyes, trying to maintain hope.

Hope that crashed down early the next morning when Astrid dressed and left with no more than a peck to my lips.

I had to endure her absence for most of the day while she hung out with and caught up with Cozmo.

Bereft of her company, I slinked to my office next to X’s and pretended to read through hundreds of incoming documents streaming across the intergalactic transmitter. I couldn’t focus on peace treaties or war alliances or any other interspecies bullshit.

All the while, I sat with a frown on my face, a face I planted on my fist, completely miserable.

X leaned against the door separating our two offices. “You fucking sad case. I’m going to start calling you the Emissary of Uselessness.”

“Like you never bitched and moaned about Prairie.”

“How would you know?”

“Jedrek told me you asked him, of all the goddamn males, for advice on how to woo her.”

He shrugged. “Worked, didn’t it?”

“Romancing a chick is a hell of a lot easier than making her forgive you for abducting her brother and conscripting him into slavery, which I didn’t even do.”

“Magnar said it sounded like you made up with her last night.”

“Eavesdropping asshole.”

“He claimed his ears were still ringing this morning.” X grinned before he slipped back toward his desk.

The dearth of Astrid throughout the day only solidified my feelings for her.

Needed her. Wanted her.

Couldn’t wait to breed her and make her as voluptuously pregnant as Prairie.

Maybe romance was the route to take. I’d already done the exploration thing with her, of the planet, and my cocks, and her awakening sexuality . . .

And maybe her brother being here was a bonus, but the limbo of not knowing where Astrid stood—other than the hot pounding lust she felt for my body—took its toll.

As soon as she entered our rooms that evening, I was more than ready to put the romance thing to work, but I didn’t get a chance to woo my intended mate.

Hell, I didn’t even get the chance to kiss her before Kerta and Prairie swept in after her.

Then X followed on their heels.

Prairie piped up, wearing a devious smile. “In the interest of you two,” she pointed at me and Astrid, “sorting out your shit, I propose a girls’ night out.”

“How’s that going to help?”

“Astrid needs to cut loose,” Kerta, my traitor sister, chimed in.

She needs to cut loose on my cocks.

“No way.” X was disgruntled by the idea of the females out on their own.

I was too.

“In the cit-ay!” Prairie announced, her belly bouncing in front of her.

“No fucking way,” X commanded.

I agreed.

“Don’t worry.” Astrid sauntered to me, and I knew the females had cooked up this scheme in advance. “We’ll bring the muscle.”

I perked up.

X did too.

“Not you, baby. We mean Magnar and Dex.” Prairie rubbed a hand over X’s chest. Then, probably just to stir the pot a little more, she added, “And Cozmo.”

“Cozmo’s not a girl.” I balked.

Kerta looked as immensely pleased with herself as Astrid and Prairie did. “But he is muscular.”

“Don’t I know it.” Prairie winked.

Astrid stifled a laugh, a sound I hadn’t heard for a couple days. My no way stance softened somewhat.

X looked less than convinced as he gathered Prairie to him. “Meehri, you’re heavily pregnant. I don’t think—”

“I know you don’t think unless it’s with that big cock of yours, which got me in this condition in the first place.”

Prairie had spoken, Kerta and Astrid in cahoots.

X and I had been steamrolled.

Silently biting my lip after the others left, I watched as Astrid dressed in a sheath as pale as her blonde hair, the zlilue necklace still nestled in the valley of her tits.

After she fixed heels on her feet, she stood in front of me.

“I don’t want you to go.”

“It’s just for a couple hours.”

I grabbed her to me. “You’ve been gone all day.”

“I’m not used to being tied down.”

Tying her down. Excellent idea.

“I’m still trying to figure everything out, Zane.” She reached up, looping her arms around my neck.

“I know,” I murmured, my mouth lingering over hers in the kind of kiss I hoped she’d remember for the rest of her days.

A tongue-swashing, knee-buckling, toe-curling kiss that made me desperate for more of the same. More, all night long.

She curled back, hands roaming to my shoulders, aquatic blue eyes dilated with arousal.

“You’ll be safe,” I demanded an answer.

“I’ll be with Prairie.”

A dry chuckle left my lips. “That doesn’t mean anything. She’s nothing but trouble.”

“I’ll be safe, Zane.” Astrid promised before leaving me once again.