Ecstasy Bound (20 page)

“Shall we begin?” Laszlo asked.

“Yes.” He wanted this ceremony to be over. He knew his turbulent feelings came from knowing that their chemicals might make him act out of character. Also because the longer they delayed, the closer the Egesa would get to Earth and the less time they’d have to prepare to fight the enemy.

“Where should I be?” Josella asked.

Brianna waved her hand. “Stay in the back. If we need you, I’ll let you know.”

Josella moved to the far side of the room and disappeared behind one of the hanging sheets. Sam still worried about the young woman. He hoped he didn’t end up hurting her in any way. Brianna remained close at his side and he had the same worries about her. Being out of control was not something he was used to.

“I hope she stays out of the way,” Brianna said.

“Don’t be so harsh with Josella,” Sam whispered to her. “It’s only a duty.

Remember?” Given the sexual attitude of Xylons, her reaction to Josella surprised him.

But then Brianna had said that they did feel jealousy. He didn’t understand their society or mores. They seemed contradictory at best. Of course, he expected Earth’s customs and morals were an equal puzzle to them.

“I wasn’t harsh.” She looked up at him and her eyes softened. “Well, I didn’t mean to be. I just want this to go smoothly.”

He reached out and squeezed her hand. “Me too.”

Leila pulled out a three-pronged needle. “The chemicals that will alter your system and provide protection are inside Brianna and slightly altered versions are on the instruments we will use on you. This injection will help your system to process those chemicals and will help you retain your erections longer.”

He grunted. “I hope this goes easier than the last time.”

“I hope so too,” she replied, a worried look on her face. “Take off your uniform please.”

Sam stripped the uniform from his body and stood there in his underwear. Shy he was not. A quality that came in handy. Brianna took the uniform from him and went to place it elsewhere, giving him time alone with Leila for the injection. “This isn’t going to kill me, is it?”

“Not the injection.”

He cocked an eyebrow.

She shrugged. “As before, your sexual needs must be met, otherwise brain damage and death could occur. It is not likely but possible. And with your Earth physiology—”

“In other words, you really don’t know what’s going to happen.”

“Not for certain. This is new territory. But I spoke to Brianna about what happened during the last try at an Initiation and I’ve made some adjustments to the original formula that was used on you. In theory, this should work.” She cleaned a spot on his arm, then raised the needle and injected him.

In theory.
And he was the lab rat. Not a comfortable feeling. He felt three needles penetrate his arm. It really didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would and after she stepped back there was no blood. “How long before I feel the effects?”

“Not long. I’m going to step out now. Laszlo and I will be observing, in case there is a problem. Don’t worry. By tomorrow it will all be over.”

“Yeah. One way or the other. Right?”

She smiled slightly, in apparent concern and understanding, then turned and stepped out of the room.

* * * * *

Alexa paced back and forth in medical. She glanced at the triplets who were sleeping soundly. They were such good babies. She never would have believed that she could love so much. She’d protect those little ones with her life. Nobody and nothing would ever hurt them if she could help it.

Delemar never had reported in, which she found strange. He had to be around somewhere. Why would he ignore Braden’s call? Certainly he wasn’t so childish as to hold a grudge about his loss of power and ignore what was happening down here by refusing to help.

Something didn’t feel right about all this. A lot of things didn’t feel right.

She looked toward the other side of the room where Braden now sat in front of the computer. Erik and Pitch had returned to the orbiters on the sublevel. She felt much safer with Braden near, despite what she’d said earlier.

She stuck her hand in her jacket pocket, a Warrior jacket that Braden had given her to wear. She fingered the transport-connector. The device scared her to death. How was she going to get all three babies safely dematerialized out, by herself? She prayed she didn’t have to use the thing. Or the pain inducer in her other pocket.

Leila had been very generous to give her the weapon. She figured Leila would need to go on the mission to Earth in order to administer the protective chemicals to the military. She could have benefited from keeping the weapon for herself.

Alexa was grateful for the pain inducer though. It made her feel safer. Still, she wouldn’t be able to calm down completely until they made it to the Ice Moon and she could be assured of her children’s safety.

Later she’d don a survival pack after Braden got it put together. From what she understood, a wear-ready one was in stock but he wanted to put one together specifically targeting her and their babies’ needs. She’d need to wear it or have it nearby at all times, just like the jacket. Braden had said the pack would fit under her jacket. She couldn’t imagine how. Whatever food or water it contained would have to be minimal.

She felt stressed to the max and wondered if this ordeal would ever truly end.

“Stop, Alexa,” Braden growled, as he typed commands on the keyboard.

She stopped pacing and turned toward him. “What?”

“Stand still. You’re making me nervous and I can’t concentrate.”

“I can’t just stand still.” Since being down in this shelter, she’d felt such a lack of control. Like a rat trapped in a maze with the walls slowly closing in on her. It had even gotten harder to breathe, though she knew that was just stress on her part.

“Well, do something else.”

“What else am I supposed to do? The babies have been fed, changed and are asleep.” Luckily, they’d been able to construct a pile of makeshift diapers from the medical supplies. Now that her little ones were quiet and content, she needed to be involved more, to be doing something to help all of them get out of this auxiliary shelter.

“Then rest. You’re going to need all you can get.”

“I can’t rest. I’m too worked up.”

Braden scooted a bit to the side. “All right. Pull up a chair and help me go over these videos. Maybe we can figure out who contacted Frost.”

She walked over and pulled up a chair next to him. “I thought there weren’t any vid-monitors down on the sublevel.”

“There aren’t. Right now, I’m just looking for footage of who all went down there since we’ve been here. The ladder-wells are monitored. In the meantime, the computer is doing a search for any file that contains Frost’s name or her ship’s identification numbers. Between the two, maybe we can figure this out.”

Alexa looked at the screen in confusion. “What are we looking at? Is this recent?”

“Yes. Each video file covers a twenty-four-hour period. I figured it was better to start at the end and go backward a day at a time.”

“Can you speed it up any more than this?” The video moved quickly on the screen but not at a speed that was time effective in her opinion. They’d be here forever if they had to view very many files.

“Unfortunately no. This speed is the best I can do.”

“Well, that’s crappy. So much for advanced technology. I thought you’d have some sort of advanced sci-fi technology like I’ve seen in the movies.”

Braden laughed. “Yes, your Earth movies are very entertaining from what I’ve seen.

Though not very accurate or realistic. This equipment is quite old. Some systems down here were upgraded, most weren’t. This particular facility is also the oldest and the deepest. Most of the other underground shelters are more advanced than this one. The Xylon Council probably didn’t feel the monitoring equipment was important enough to bother with in all the shelters. I was never directly involved in those meetings, so it’s just a guess. Most of our video systems, well the ones in the Lair, could do an independent analysis of footage, keying on whatever criteria we gave it. The system down here isn’t that advanced, so we’re going to have to rely on eyeball power.”

“Wait!” Alexa couldn’t believe what she was seeing on the screen. “Is that Torque pushing Kam and Halah down the corridor? What’s going on?” It looked as if her brother and Halah were tied up.

“Um, yeah. They’ve been confined to quarters.”

She looked at him in disbelief. “You’re not still doubting Kam’s loyalty, are you?

We need every person down here working to get us out. They need another participant for the Initiation. That ceremony can’t fail or Earth is doomed. You know that.”

“I thought it best to confine Kam and Halah for now. For everyone’s safety.”

“Safety? Why? What happened?”

“There’s some question about whether Halah was involved in the message sent to Frost. I found her at the computer with the connection pulled up.”

“You did?” Oh, how she prayed Halah wasn’t guilty. For all of their sakes, but especially for her brother’s. “And Kam? Was he there too?” If so, proving his innocence might be near impossible.

“No. He didn’t seem to be directly involved. But he’d never stand for Halah to be locked up without trying to get her out and I can’t watch him every moment. He’d be useless in the Initiation if he knew Halah was confined somewhere. Brianna can manage for now. I’ll send Erik to help out when he finishes with the orbiters.”

“Erik? Why not Pitch?” She knew Josella had feelings for Pitch and she thought the two would make a nice couple.

“We’ll need Pitch to find proof of the communication to Frost in the files. Unless you and I find something first.”

“What did Halah say about all this?”

“She said that she found the connection active and was trying to figure out what was going on when I came up on her. Unfortunately, the connection was broken before we could ascertain much.”

“You think she was lying?”

“I don’t know. But she does have a history of switching sides, depending on what she wants.”

“I know but— Do you think she would actually betray us?”

Alexa respected Braden’s opinion and needed to know his thoughts. He could very well be the final word when it came to her brother’s fate. Since Kam was Halah’s breeder-mate and Alexa knew they loved each other, she figured whatever happened to one would happen to the other. They’d never leave one another alone to face an uncertain future.

“I’d made up my mind that she and Kam weren’t traitors before this happened. But now…” He shook his head. “I just don’t know.”

Alexa frowned. “It’s not like you to sound unsure.”

He pulled at the collar of his uniform. “I don’t want to make a mistake.”

“Can I talk to Kam? He must feel so abandoned.” She believed in her brother. She knew he had a good heart and would never purposely harm any of them. No one would ever convince her otherwise.

“Sorry. His comm panel is inoperable. Torque pulled the wires.”

“Why?”

“I didn’t want them going to Laszlo. We don’t need more problems or division within the ranks.”

“Well, I don’t believe Kam is a traitor. Nor do I think he would choose a mate who would betray us.” She trusted her brother and she trusted her brother’s judgment.

Completely.

Sam felt, well, horny. That was the only way to describe it.

Whatever Leila had shot him up with was apparently designed to do more than help him process chemicals. He hadn’t even come in contact with any yet and he was already feeling the effects.

Of course, she’d also said it would help him maintain an erection. But the shot was doing more than that. It had helped him actually
get
an erection without any extra sexual stimulation.

And produced a side effect…

Erotic visions. Leila hadn’t told him about experiencing those. He rubbed his temple as sexual images of all sorts, from sweet to savage, filtered through his brain.

Similar to the numerous daydreams he’d had of Brianna but much more intense, involving scenes with multiple partners and bondage. Though Brianna always remained at the center. Her pleasure foremost on his mind.

He reached out and pulled her closer. He was glad that she’d stayed by his side. He needed her—a warm woman with a moist pussy, ready to fuck. She didn’t protest or even look surprised. She only smiled. His cock grew so hard he thought it would burst out of his underwear.

She rubbed up against him. “So it begins,” she said with a smile. She stroked his cheek and when she spoke again, she lowered her voice to a purr. “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.”

A sexual tingle traveled down his spine. Strangely, though her words remained clear enough for him to understand, she sounded far away. His brain felt in a fog all of a sudden. Well, not exactly a fog. But something.

He did trust her to take care of him, so he wasn’t worried about his physical wellbeing. Mentally? His thought processes seemed all right, just different. Slower.

Heavier. Obscured. He didn’t know. The sensation was hard to describe.

But he knew one thing clearly. He needed to fuck. He laced his fingers through the back of her hair and covered her lips with his.

Her mouth opened and his tongue plunged inside, teasing and tasting her. She mewled against his mouth. She tasted wonderful—hot and needy.

His free hand worked loose the front of her uniform. He couldn’t wait to see her naked again. Touch her. Taste her cunt. Fuck her. When he released her hair and yanked down the top of her garment, she gasped into his mouth.

They broke the kiss and he stood staring at her, his breathing rapid. She was completely naked on top. Her gorgeous full breasts outdid any he’d ever known. The slightly longer nipples looked as incredibly suckable as he knew them to be.

His gaze rose to meet hers and his fingers slowly danced down her arms. He never took his eyes off her and she never looked away from him. She just smiled and a smoldering look built in her eyes. She grazed her fingernails down his bare chest, sending shivers of delight throughout his body. Oh yes. She wanted him again. Just as badly as he wanted her. Intense sexual visions played through his mind, the same ones as he’d had earlier. He wanted to make each and every one of them a reality.

He grabbed her and jerked her against him, once more covering her mouth with his.

Her nipples pressed hard against his bare chest, feeling like pricks of fire along his suddenly ultra-sensitive skin.

His tongue dueled with hers until neither of them could breathe. He broke the kiss and dragged his tongue down her neck, moving lower until poised just above one of those luscious nipples he ached to taste. His hand cupped her breast and he sucked the plump peak into his mouth.

Brianna’s fingers dug into his shoulders.

He sucked greedily, unable to get enough of the sweet taste. He swirled his tongue around the bud, then tugged on it with his teeth, nibbling until she moaned. They awkwardly sank to their knees, his mouth never leaving her nipple.

Once he pushed her flat onto her back, her fingers tangled in his hair. He took the fleshy nipple in his mouth, sucking on it again, drawing hard.

“Bite it,” she whispered in a breathy voice.

Ah yes! He took the nipple in his teeth and bit lightly. When she clawed at his head, he bit harder, until she squealed. After soothing the bite with his tongue, he chewed lightly on the tip. She moaned and squirmed beneath him.

He released her nipple and gave it several long licks before pulling away completely. A delicious appetizer to what was to come.

He rose up and looked into her eyes. His fingers grazed her flesh, then squeezed her mounds gently as he massaged both breasts. Her green eyes burned into his and he saw her emotions. Need, understanding, caring. All wrapped into one. He had to make this good for her.

Though concentrating on her pleasure and his own, he remembered the steps he needed to follow. He was supposed to lick her cunt, make her climax and consume her cream to obtain the healing elements he needed.

A smile tugged at his lips. Not a problem. He enjoyed eating her. He’d done so before and now, with these new chemicals inside him, her cum would serve an even more important role.

His hands slid over her ribs and down her flat stomach. He yanked at the bottom of her uniform, stripping the garment off her legs, along with her boots. That’s when he realized he still had his own boots on. His brain was definitely sex-fried or something.

He was surprised he’d shucked his uniform without getting caught up on them or even noticing he’d still had them on.

He pulled off his boots and tossed them into a corner, regretting the abrupt action when he heard the thud and remembered the transmitter. But it should be all right. The device had been constructed to take a lot of abuse.

His gaze returned to Brianna, waiting on the mat for him to fuck her. She wore some sort of stringed underwear, barely a patch, covering her pussy. He ripped it off.

She gasped and arched, not in protest but in need. He recognized her physical desire by the way her body flushed. He glanced across the room and saw Josella watching, peeking around a curtain. He winked at her, sexual images of the three of them rolling through his head like some erotic movie. Soon she would join them. He felt it instinctively.

He seemed to be switching in and out of clarity, going from total awareness to deeply sexual stirrings and images to primitive emotions so strong he wasn’t certain how long he could maintain control. He wasn’t even certain he wanted to maintain control. He certainly didn’t want to maintain sexual control. Not with Brianna anyway.

His attention switched back to the sexy Xylon Warrior he’d begun to think of as
his
.

He pushed her thighs apart, then slid his hands beneath her ass. He lowered himself to her pussy and inhaled her special scent. He ached to plunge his cock inside her. But he also ached to taste her, to fuck her with his tongue and get as deeply as humanly possible. He buried his face between her thighs and licked slowly at her cunt, grazing all her sensitive areas.

Her fingers touched his head lightly, then slid into the strands and tightened in his hair. “Yes, yes.” She bucked against him. “Suck my clit, Sam.”

He sucked her clit into his mouth and drew hard on the plump bit of flesh. Making this woman come was a need so great in him that he wouldn’t stop until she was completely satisfied and couldn’t take any more.

Brianna knew the sexual fever was overtaking Sam. The glow she saw in his eyes and the heat coming off his body were unmistakable. He’d responded more quickly to the formula than she’d expected. He still seemed in control of his actions and emotions.

For now. That would most likely change soon. Though with his Earth physiology, they didn’t know for certain how he’d respond to the chemicals.

She didn’t want to think about that. At the moment she was so close to coming that other thoughts faded next to concentrating on the ultimate pleasure she knew he could give her. “Ah…”

His tongue flicked against her clit and she moaned. “Yes, lick me!”

When she turned her head, the reflector on the wall caught her eye. She knew Lazlo and Leila were watching. She didn’t mind them watching. It just increased the intensity.

Sex was an integral part of Xylon society and not something Warriors shied away from.

Besides, they were her safety cushion in case something went wrong during the rite.

This ceremony was about a whole lot more than sex. Sam shifted and pushed his tongue into her pussy. “Oh yes…deeper.” She squirmed, pushed her body against him.

He curled his tongue inside her and she went wild. If he even grazed her clit now, she’d come hard. He stabbed a finger into her cunt, along with his tongue.

“Oh!” She released his hair and rose up on her elbows to watch him fuck and lick her. So sexy. No man had ever put his tongue and his finger inside her cunt at the same time. She couldn’t get enough of the sight. “Lick faster,” she begged. “Finger-fuck me harder.

His eyes briefly met hers, intensity shining in their depths. He hesitated only a moment, then he finger-fucked her fast and hard, as his tongue moved wildly inside her.

“Yes!”

She reached down to rub her clit, but he caught her hand, stopping her. He pulled his tongue from her cunt, replacing it with another finger, then sucked her clit into his mouth. He bit down on the fleshy bud.

Her body tightened. “Ah…oh!” She came and her body bowed. The orgasm rolled through her in waves. Sam finger-fucked her harder. “Yes! Oh, Sam!”

This was the intensity she craved. He sucked and licked her clit. Her body shook as sexual feelings overtook her in waves. Then he bit down on the bud of nerves once more.

On the explosive surge of pleasure that exploded inside her, she shrieked. Over and over, the ecstasy rolled through her. Then she collapsed onto the mat with a sigh.

Satiated and happy.

Sam pulled his finger out of Brianna’s pussy and sucked off her cum. He leaned back down and licked her pussy clean, getting every delicious drop. Her body twitched, but other than that, she didn’t move.

He rose onto his knees and glanced toward the mirror. Knowing others had been watching, as well as Josella from across the room, had excited him more than he’d thought it would. His gaze shifted back to Brianna.

After coming, she looked so beautiful. Soft and content. A small smile on her lips.

He wiped his mouth and cheeks of her moisture.

He glanced down at himself. His cock tented his underwear and he thought he might come right there if he didn’t get inside her soon. He stood, hooked his thumbs in his boxers and rid himself of the piece of cotton.

As he dropped back to his knees, Brianna’s gaze zeroed in between his legs. The sensual smile that graced her lips made him feel sexy as hell.

He hoped they had the opportunity later to explore some sort of future together, for they’d forged a special connection in Laszlo’s quarters. Earth and Xylon had an alliance now, so the possibility existed that they could remain in contact, though he knew obstacles would exist.

A soft, needy sound reached his ears from across the room and he glanced over.

Josella sat there staring, her gaze fixated on his cock. He smiled. His fingers curled around his shaft. Even his own hand felt good, though a moist cunt or a woman’s mouth would be better. He pumped his cock slowly, giving them both a good show.

He wanted to allow Brianna a bit of time to recover and then he’d entice her into wanting more. Much more. He intended to fuck her every way possible. After only a few moments though, she sat up and scooted closer, swatting away his hand.

The Xylons’ appetite for sex had proven very much to his liking. Her fingers lightly traced his veined shaft from tip to base, then lowered to massage his balls. He groaned, more than happy to allow her to touch and explore him.

“Are all Earth men so well endowed?”

“I got lucky,” he answered in a tight, deep voice, grateful for good genetics.

“I think I’m the one who got lucky.” Her tongue flicked against the tip of his cock.

“Ah!” She knew just what to say to make him feel as if he were better than any other man. Special even. He was so in need that his dick, normally a dark red when aroused, had turned almost purple. Her tongue flattened against the underside below the head and he about came unglued.

His fingers plunged into her thick brown hair. His brain and body became consumed by the need for sex. Nothing else mattered. “Suck it!”

Brianna swirled her tongue around the head of his cock.

“You’re killing me. Don’t lick. Suck. Now!” he ordered, unable to control his aggressive tone. He needed to feel her mouth consuming him, her lips against his flesh, eager for his cum.

She moved forward and sucked him into her mouth.

“Yes…” He urged her to take more than just the cock head, which she willingly and easily did. As her mouth moved farther down his shaft, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

She sucked him like a starving woman, her enthusiasm hypnotic. One of her hands curled around his shaft as the other continued to massage his balls.

Oh fuck.

He was going to come hard. His fingers tightened in her hair and he exploded in her mouth without warning. “Damn!” She never pulled back as he spewed his cum down her throat. “Ah!” Raw pleasure grasped and held him.