Chapter Sixteen
Saige
She nearly regretted the decision seconds later as she draped herself over the bed naked, bottom upturned. A shocking lick of fire registered milliseconds after the harsh crack of his palm on her tender backside. She buried her face in the pile of soft furs, muffling a cry.
“You. Will not. Lie. To your mates.” Khaun punctuated his lecture with more stern swats until she was kicking and squirming, desperate to get away.
“Oh, no. Tharan mates take their punishment without any show of defiance.” Keir sat down on the bed beside her and pulled her facedown over his lap, trapping her flailing legs between his own. “Rule number one – if you resist, the punishment starts all over.”
Some perverse impulse made her twist her head and glare at him. “You’ve already come up with four others. Shouldn’t that be rule number five?”
“You’re going to argue with me in your position?” He grinned and grabbed her hands, pinning them behind her back. “That’s one of the things I love about you. Your spirit. You know what, Khaun?” he went on, addressing his twin. “Mastering this one is going to be a challenge worthy of the mightiest Tharan warriors.
“I think it’s time to add a lesson in submissiveness to the others,” he went on. “From now on, you will count each whack out loud and then you will say, ‘Thank you, my lord.’ Let me see, according to your calculations, that would be rule number six, right?”
His hand came down on the last word, hard enough to make her gasp. He smacked her again, the breadth of his palm covering both cheeks at once. “I didn’t hear you,” he said mildly.
She gritted her teeth. Being stubborn had been one of her survival skills, and submissiveness did not come lightly. “One. Th-thank you, my lord.”
“See? It wasn’t so hard, was it?”
He delivered another harsh whack, and she muffled a cry. “Two. Thank you, my lord.”
His hand traced soothing circles on her burning bottom. “Much better.”
When he smacked her a third time, the gryon his palm had spread on her burning rear cheeks was driven into her pores. The harsh sting began morphing into another kind of heat. “Oooh! Three. Thank you, my lord.”
By the time he got to five, she’d begun lifting her bottom for each smack. Welcoming the pain as it set her free.
He spanked her steadily, taking her higher with each whack. When he stopped and Khaun sat down beside him, shifting her to his own lap, she moaned in dismay. He’d taken off his clothes, and she felt his cock, hot and insistent, pressing against her mound. She ground against him.
“Yes, my lord,” she cried out. “Spank me. Hard. I’ve been so naughty.”
Instinctively, Khaun knew what she needed. “Yes, you have. You’ve been very naughty. Tell me all the naughty things you’ve done, and I’ll spank you for every one of them.”
“I – I lied to you,” she wailed, as his hand cracked down on her burning bottom. “I told you I didn’t love you and I wanted to fuck strangers. But it’s not true! I was trying to protect you.”
“You didn’t believe in us. You didn’t think we could save you.” He spanked her again.
“I was afraid! Afraid you’d die. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you, so I tried to push you away.”
“You’d rather abandon us than be abandoned.” Khaun stopped spanking. This time it was his hand tracing hot circles on her burning bottom. Mixing his gyron with that of his twin, sending it coursing through her veins straight to her core. Making her ache for more of his touch.
“Damn you,” she groaned. “You and your Tharan empathy. I’ll never be able to hide anything from you.”
“I hope you never succeed in hiding your feelings from us, Saige, because we love you. When you need the release of a spanking, we’ll give it to you. But, over time, we’ll show you that you can achieve release without the pain sometimes. You’ll learn to trust us with your body as well as with your heart.”
His hand delved lower. He urged her legs apart and slid one finger into her dripping slit. “Your body is responding to me right now. I can smell your juices.” He ran his finger up to her clit. Made slow, sensuous circles there.
Saige closed her eyes. Let herself be carried away. The hot sting in her bottom gave way to an even hotter fire deep in her core. She moaned, grinding herself against his finger. “Yes. Do it harder,” she breathed. “Faster.”
Khaun pulled his hand away and gave her a stern swat. “We are your masters. We alone decide when and how you receive pleasure. Learning submission will not be easy for you,” he added, with a low laugh. “I can see it will take many long lessons. Fortunately, my brother and I have infinite patience. Now, spread your legs and lie still.”
He went back to teasing her clit. Tormenting her with a gentle touch, harder to bear than the roughness she’d experienced in the past. Saige forced herself to lie unmoving, to fully experience every moment of the slow buildup, with his iron-hard cock pulsing against her.
He kept up the feather-light massage, occasionally dipping his finger lower to pick up the slick juices of her arousal and spread them over the throbbing bud. Her bottom still burned, but the scorching pain had turned into a wild heat. Saige moaned, whipping her head from side to side. It was the only movement she could still perform. He had her trapped, his legs pinning hers in place, one heavy muscled arm lying across her back while he teased her mercilessly. Whenever she bucked her hips or writhed against him, he’d stop and give her a firm whack.
“I’m not going to tie you down. That would make it easy. Instead, you’ll learn to submit. Surrender your will to ours.”
When he slid a finger into her pussy, she almost cried in relief. The gyron on his hand carried its sweet spicy heat deep inside her, and she squeezed her muscles around him.
Khaun’s cock jerked reflexively beneath her, and she swore it got even harder. “I think she’s ready for her next lesson, brother.” He slid his hand out and lifted her onto the bed.
“Spread your legs wide.” Keir had undressed and stood at the foot of the bed, his erection jutting out thick and heavy. She closed her eyes, ready to feel it plunging inside her, then opened them in surprise when she felt his tongue instead, probing her slit.
He dropped to his knees, wrapping one huge hand around each of her thighs and holding them apart while he explored every inch of her most private parts. Saige gasped as he flicked his tongue over her clit, already swollen and aching. He licked her slowly then stopped to look up at her.
“Talk,” he demanded. “I want to know you’re here, that you aren’t checking out. Tell me everything you’re feeling. Every wicked, dirty thing you’re thinking. If you stop, I’ll stop,” he warned.
“Oh God, no don’t stop,” she blurted. “I love what you’re doing. I want more.” Once she began, the words poured out. “I want to feel your tongue, hot and wet, dancing across my clit. I want you to take it in your mouth and suck it while you shove two fingers deep inside my pussy and fuck me hard.”
“And this? Do you like this?” His head dipped lower, and she shivered as he rimmed the tight pucker of her ass.
“Yes!” she screamed. “Yes please yes. I want it all. I want your tongue there, your fingers spreading me and then your hot hard cock filling my ass.”
“Are you ready to become our Tharan mate? Be taken by both of us at once?”
“Yes, my lord. I’m aching to feel your cocks inside me at last. To belong to you.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “To have you… make love to me.” The simple truth was harder to admit than any wicked desires. “That’s my ultimate fantasy. Not a nasty or dirty one. It’s to have you take me in your arms and make love to me. Both of you. I’ve had sex, but I’ve never had anyone make love to me. I never wanted that – before you,” she added.
“Then be our mate.” Keir slid over her on the bed, took her in his arms, and kissed her. His lips were soft, gentle. A tremor of fear shot through her. Though she said she wanted to make love, it was more terrifying to open to him, to make herself emotionally vulnerable, than it had ever been when Doud abused her body.
“Stay with us.” He broke the kiss long enough to murmur in her ear. “I know it will be hard for you, but don’t check out. I swear we’ll never hurt you. We love you.”
“And you love us. Trust us, Saige.” She felt Khaun’s body, the hard-muscled length of him, slide onto the bed next to her. His arms wrapped around her as he swept her hair away and ran his lips down the side of her neck. “Let us make love to you.”
They knew her. Knew how to read the slightest change in her body. They’d picked up her fear instantly and cared enough to put their own needs on hold so they could back off and reassure her. Saige melted into the embrace of her warriors, allowing herself to accept their tenderness as openly as she’d accepted their wild passion.
Keir deepened the kiss, sliding his cock between her legs. She dug her heels into the bed and arched her hips up to take him in. He gave a low laugh, more of a rumble deep in his throat. “Oh no, little human. You still don’t get to take over.” He raised himself over her, his powerful forearms planted on either side of her body, and slid in, one tantalizing inch at a time.
Sweet Goddess! Why didn’t he just ram it all the way in and end this torment? She’d never wanted anything more in her life. But she forced herself to stay open, to submit to his mastery. He stopped to give her a lingering kiss, teasing her with his tongue even as his cock surged deeper.
She squeezed her muscles around his hot length and was rewarded with a groan. “By the Sacred Ones, you will test my control, won’t you?” He reached up, grabbed both her wrists and pinned them to the mattress above her head.
This time the shiver coursing through her was one of raw need. The twinge of fear at her helplessness added fuel to the fire raging inside her. She gasped as he kept on. Stretching her, filling her with his massive cock. He pumped his hips, starting a slow rhythm. She rocked with him, allowing him to lead her in the dance, even as her fever grew.
He took her up slowly, ever so slowly. Kissing her while he fucked her with long steady strokes. Beside them, Khaun caressed her, running his hands over her bare skin until her entire body sizzled with the heat of his gyron.
“Come now, Saige. Come for us,” Keir murmured. He gave a powerful thrust, burying himself deep inside, claiming her body as he plundered her mouth with his kiss.
Her pussy clenched, and the orgasm swept over her, one long, shuddering wave. Keir shifted, rolling over and pulling her on top of him, and deepened the kiss. She moaned as he pumped up, seating himself even deeper inside her.
He grabbed her hips and picked up the rhythm, rocking her back and forth, rubbing her throbbing clit against his hard body with each stroke. She never came down. Another wave followed the first, and then another, each more powerful than the last. Her scream was muffled by his mouth crushing hers. He fucked her hard, demanding her body respond, until she exploded again, mindless and frantic.
She was still quivering when she felt Khaun’s hands spreading the cheeks of her bottom. He’d risen to his knees behind her.
“Now, Saige. Now you will truly be our mate.” He reached for a bottle of oil and uncorked it. She caught a subtle, sensuous fragrance. He coated his hand with it and began teasing her tight sphincter with one finger. “Open for me.”
She pressed back against him eagerly, her body humming, and whimpered as he slid it into her. Keir hadn’t come, and his cock was still hard and hot inside her pussy. He grabbed her head with both hands and kissed her again. No longer sweet or gentle, this time with a savage need. She kissed him back, her own desire ramping up again.
Khaun replaced one finger with two. Probing her, stretching her. Sending his hot gyron coursing into her back channel. He slid them in and out slowly, building her desire until she quivered with need.
Saige moaned when he pulled them out, feeling suddenly empty. But she froze when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her bottom hole.
She pulled away from Keir’s kiss. “No, I can’t. It’s too big you’ll—”
Khaun’s firm smack on her bottom cut off her protests. “You can and you will. Surrender to us, Saige.” He dug his fingers into her stinging bottom, holding her in place, and slid the head in.
Oooh! His cock was hot. So much hotter than his fingers. He slid in another inch, and she moaned. His tight grip on her rear cheeks awakened the stinging burn from their spankings. Pain became pleasure and sent her soaring. Their gyron sizzled through her, fueling her dark desires. She pressed back against him, desperate for more. He eased out instead, as Keir rocked his hips, thrusting back in.
The twins moved together, one sliding in as his brother eased away. They took their cues from her breathless moans. Pumping harder, taking her higher with every stroke. Pinned between them, she had no choice but to surrender. Surrender her body, surrender her will to theirs.
She closed her eyes. Opened her body and her heart to her mates. Let the waves of passion build, each one carrying her higher. Let her mates rock her body. Fill her. Fuck her. Love her.
Keir picked up the pace. His whole body tensed. He let out a wild cry as he thrust deep, and she felt his cum spurting inside her. She responded instantly to his potent gyron, soaring away as the climax sent her skyrocketing.
Soft murmurs, gentle caresses brought her drifting back to reality. They’d collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, intertwined around each other, but she discovered she could pick up the subtle differences in their gyron to know it was Khaun's hand stroking her back and Keir’s thigh idly rubbing against her still-swollen clitoris.
She opened her eyes to Keir’s satisfied smile. “Hello, Mate.”
“Hello, my love,” he replied, bending his head to give her a soft kiss.
She twisted to her side, facing Khaun. “We’re mates now, but I haven’t kissed you yet.”
“Ah, but I’ve kissed you,” he said, grinning. “Kissed your neck, kissed your pussy many times. I even kissed your ass quite thoroughly a little while ago.”
She blushed, and he cupped her face delicately in one huge palm. “How delightful! Do you see this, Brother? Her cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink, just like her ass when we spank it. We have so much to learn about our little human. I’m going to enjoy every lesson.”
“As for you, Saige my love, you’re right. I haven’t kissed you properly – yet. It’s time I did.”
He rolled her toward him and slid his body over hers. Pressing against her, skin to skin. The heat of his gyron flowed into her, and she gasped as she felt his cock, still hot and hard.
“Hello, little mate,” he said, then lowered his lips to hers.
There was nothing tender about his kiss. He captured her mouth hungrily, as though starved for the taste of her. She moaned, carried away by the dark intensity of his attack. With one powerful lunge, he buried himself inside her and started pounding. Saige wrapped her legs around his waist, dug her heels into his ass, and met each thrust eagerly.
“Now.” His voice was rough. “Come for me. Now.”
Her pussy spasmed, clenching around his cock as another orgasm swept over her. Khaun exploded, his cock pulsing inside her as he spent his seed.
“Oh, sweet Goddess! How did you do that?” she gasped. “I thought I was through after the last one, but I’ve never come harder in my life.”
His smile was one of pure masculine satisfaction. “That is the Tharan way. We mingle our seed inside you, and you experience the ultimate pleasure. Then, when we create new life together, it carries the essence of both of us.”
She stared up at him, stunned. She’d spent plenty of time daydreaming about having sex with them. But she’d never carried the idea of being their mates any further than that.
“New life? But we’re different species. I’m not sure that’s possible.”
He smiled and kissed her again, tenderly this time. “The Sacred Ones brought you to us from a far-off galaxy. The one female in all the Universe destined to be our mate. Who are we to say what is possible and what is not?”
She kissed him back, stretching out one arm to draw Keir into the embrace. Creating new life. What if Khaun was right? What if it was possible?
A whole new series of fairy tales poured into her mind. She pictured a once-lonely orphan living on the exotic world of Tharon, surrounded by a brand new family. Loved and adored by her mates. Cradling a pair of tiny warriors, their bald heads nestled against her breasts. Or perhaps a little girl, with wispy golden-brown curls framing her sweet face. She’d tell her bedtime stories of how her mama was rescued by two fierce alien warriors and fell hopelessly in love with them.
Saige sighed happily.
Ever after, added the little voice in her head.
The end