Her Alien Masters (4 page)

As though they’d practiced this move a thousand times, Romulus and Antonio raised their golden heads and leaned across her until their lips met. Garnet sensed the heat, the passion that flowed between them in that long, passionate kiss. She longed for that heat to enter her body, to take her and make her part of their mutual desire.

They broke the kiss, each moving to suckle one of her ringed nipples, their glowing skulls almost identical against the alabaster paleness of her breasts. Their cocks throbbed against her thighs, beckoning her hands. One cock wore the PA ring and frenum ladder that were her gifts. The other felt firm though naked but for a thick cock ring. When she stroked their ball sacs, she felt the base of a butt plug in Antonio’s ass—a plug not unlike the one she’d been wearing since her mating ceremony the night before.

Four hands stroked her, caressing her in all her most sensitive places. Twenty strong fingers applied the lightest of pressure to the erogenous zones on her skull and throat, her earlobes and her aching nipples. They used their fingers to tug gently on her nipple rings while she played with the ring in her mate’s hot cock and ran her fingers along the unadorned shaft that belonged to his slave.

The slick lubrication at the tips of their twin erections dampened her fingers. That made her aware of her own wetness, her own heat. “Take me, please,” she said, her words little more than a pitiful whimper.

“In our own good time.” Romulus’ voice poured over her, dark and molten in its intensity. The heat of two magnificent male bodies seared her. She wanted to drag Romulus over her, take his thick, long cock in her aching cunt. “You must learn patience. Imagine yourself suspended on the fucking platform, with me fucking your cunt or ass while Antonio fucks your mouth. Imagine us both moving in you with perfect rhythm, using our hands and mouths to stimulate you as you’ve never been aroused before.”

“Gods yes.” She could only imagine the pleasures that awaited her.

“But first— Oh gods yes, you learn quickly how to please me.” Apparently Romulus liked it when she gave his ball sac a gentle squeeze, so she did it again. He rewarded her with a groan that came from deep in his muscular chest. “First, though, we will all pleasure each other, learn the joys to be found by touching, tasting…”

“By joining us, sharing all the sensual pleasures granted to a man and his life companion,” Antonio concluded, his voice practically indistinguishable from that of her mate. He reached across Garnet’s belly and closed his fist over her hand on Romulus’ swollen cock. “You know, if I had been given a choice, I’d much rather have kept my Master to myself.”

“Antonio has not yet discovered the pleasures of mating with a female,” Romulus said, leaning across Garnet and stroking his double’s cheek. “Relax, my perfectly submissive love. You’ll always come first in my affection.”

We’ll just see about that
. Garnet rolled onto her side and rubbed her body against Romulus, grasping his tight ass and drawing him closer. Surely he couldn’t prefer fucking this slave to having sex with her. She wouldn’t allow it. Neither would she permit the two of them to seduce her into abandoning her plan. Though it might be more difficult than she’d thought, she’d eventually enslave her mate. If she had to, she’d entice his life companion, too.

“I’ll be an active partner in this ménage if you don’t mind,” Garnet said, raising her head off the pillow and insinuating herself between her mate and the man she thought of as his alter ego.

Romulus’ deep roar of laughter at Garnet’s sudden burst of assertiveness rang in Antonio’s ears and made him terribly afraid—afraid his Master had already become enchanted by this pale, incredibly soft-skinned Obsidion woman. Antonio watched with horror as Romulus began to stroke her quivering breasts, her slick cunt, all the while murmuring words of admiration…of desire.

Antonio’s cock grew harder. The unfamiliar scent of a female in heat mingled with the more familiar smells of aroused male. He felt hot, so hot, his senses aroused by the taste and feel of his Master. Of the woman, too. His breath came in hard bursts, and blood pounded at his temples.

“Fuck her for me,” Romulus ordered, “while I fuck you.”

An hour ago Antonio would have told his Master that was impossible, but now his cock throbbed with anticipation. Sliding between the widely spread, satiny-smooth legs of his rival, Antonio slid his cock head along her wet slit, searching, fitting hot flesh to hot flesh—his rigid cock to her slippery cunt.

“Oh, yes. Please fuck me.” She liked it. Liked this invasion. Apparently she enjoyed it as much as he liked it when his Master rammed his cock deep into Antonio’s ass. Tentatively at first, Antonio moved in her. When he did he found the friction made her flesh swell around him, glove his in tight, sopping heat.

A strange sensation, but an arousing one.

Romulus bent over Antonio. His body heat seared the skin on Antonio’s back. Large, familiar fingers manipulated his testicles and the base of his cock as Romulus whispered instructions. “Move in her. Feel how soft she is, how giving. Slowly. Gently. Fuck her with love, the way I fuck you.”

Antonio felt empty when the butt plug popped out of his ass, but then Romulus replaced it with his hot, hard cock. The dual stimulation was…unlike anything he had ever experienced. They moved in tandem, Antonio fucking Garnet while Romulus fucked him.

“Yes. Fuck me harder now.” Garnet clutched his head and drew his lips to hers. Another first, for he had never before kissed a woman, had never sampled the sweetness of her soft, warm mouth. Gods but she tasted sweet. Her soft, tight cavern gloved his cock with undulating heat that radiated through his balls and flooded his body with incredible sensation. Antonio understood for the first time why so many clients who flocked to the emporiums sometimes chose women rather than the more popular eunuch sex slaves to slake their lust.

Pressure built in him with each stroke of Romulus’ cock in his ass, every foray of his own tool into Garnet’s wet, slick cunt. Antonio plunged his tongue into her mouth, hard and deep, the way Romulus sometimes tongue-fucked him.

How would it feel to have a woman’s satiny lips on his cock, his balls? What would it feel like if she used her tongue to wet his most sensitive flesh?

Romulus pounded Antonio’s ass and Antonio slammed into Garnet. His balls tightened. His sweat-slickened body clung to hers. His nipple ring caught on one of hers, tugging at his flesh and sending him into sensual overload.

The salty taste of her skin and his, the smells and slapping sounds of fucking and being fucked, the feel of skin on skin at his back and front were more than Antonio could bear. He thrust his tongue down the throat of the woman he wanted to hate for usurping his place in his Master’s bed.

He rammed his cock into her sopping cunt while Romulus sank into his ass again, all the way to his balls. Antonio came. Wave after wave of ecstasy sapped his energy, left him panting for breath by the time his cock stopped shooting hot spurts of sterile ejaculate.

When Romulus dug his fingers into the flesh of his butt and flooded his asshole with staccato bursts of wet heat, a new wave of intense pleasure took Antonio’s breath away.

* * * * *

Romulus woke slowly the next morning, his head pillowed on the soft breast— Soft breast? He cracked open one eye. Yes, it was a breast. Plump, pale
female
flesh tipped by a rosy nipple pierced with a ring.

His ring, one of the two the celebrant had inserted after piercing Garnet’s flesh yesterday at the strange Obsidion mating ceremony. Her chest rose and fell slowly, as though she slept in perfect contentment. Perhaps she did, and perhaps she dreamed she was nourishing their child, because she rested her hand on his head as though she were holding an infant to her breast.

His cock swelled once more. The intensity of his arousal surprised him because he’d come twice in the past twelve hours, once in his mate’s cunt and again in the tight asshole of his life companion while Antonio had filled this woman’s cunt with his own ejaculate.

Had Garnet come for Antonio the way she’d come for him at their mating? Had she liked feeling Antonio’s lips on hers, his tongue fucking her mouth while his fingers found the erogenous zones on her perfect gleaming skull? A wave of unfamiliar possessiveness rose in Romulus. Garnet belonged to him.

Of course Antonio
was
part of him, figuratively speaking. That didn’t keep Romulus from clenching his fists when he spied the other man sleeping peacefully at Garnet’s other side. Feeling strangely territorial, Romulus drew her closer still, until her flat belly lay flush with his and his cock nestled between her warm, firm thighs.

Her rounded ass cheeks cushioned his fingers…and Antonio’s half-hard cock. The resilient baby-soft flesh fascinated Romulus. Judging from Antonio’s hard-on, her asshole apparently beckoned his cock much the way it did his own, and that disturbed and confused him. Always submissive when they fucked, Antonio had never even hinted that he’d like to use Romulus’ ass the way Romulus regularly used his.

Romulus had to demonstrate his dominance, his total possession of the woman he’d taken as his mate. Nonetheless, he had no wish to hurt the man he loved, even if Antonio had recently seemed to develop a mind of his own.

For the first time Romulus contemplated giving up the bedmate he’d enjoyed for so long. Not that he didn’t love Antonio. Perhaps he’d buy his life companion a sexbot. Or provide him with a comely eunuch sex slave from one of his emporiums.

But not now. Now Garnet’s delicious body lured him. Romulus slid from the bed, lifted Garnet in his arms and carried her to the fucking platform Antonio had erected near the window. It seemed appropriate that the platform overlooked a courtyard rampant with blooms from all over the galaxy, for he realized his mate was one of the finest flowers of all. Romulus counted himself a lucky man.

“Antonio!” he called once he had Garnet positioned the way he wanted her—facedown on the platform, her legs spread in stirrups and her delectable ass at the proper angle to take his cock.

Antonio rolled over, a surprised look on his face, but he soon scrambled out of bed and onto shaky feet. “Yes, Master.”

“Come here. I want you to pleasure my mate.” On his order, Antonio approached and slid submissively onto the lower level of the platform.

At least Antonio hadn’t forgotten who was Master. Romulus watched him slide into position, squelching a protest when Antonio seemed to rub his chest deliberately against Garnet’s full breasts. After all, this was what Romulus had ordered him to do. “Touch her,” he said, not happy about the unfamiliar waves of possessiveness that assailed him.

“How?”

“Caress her the way you touch me. Stroke her scalp. Kiss her. Use your tongue to fuck her mouth.” He had no reason to be jealous. None at all. After all, whatever Antonio did, he did on Romulus’ orders.

“May I fuck her again, Master?”

Antonio sounded eager. Too damn eager. “No.” Henceforth, the only cock to fill his mate’s sweet cunt would be his. Romulus didn’t know when he’d decided that, but he had. “You may use the dildos to pleasure Garnet. Her cunt is mine, and so is her ass—at least until I’ve sampled it for myself.”

If Garnet hadn’t been on sensual overload, she’d have laughed out loud at her mate’s sudden wave of possessiveness. Not a half day earlier, Romulus had been willing—no, eager was the word—to share her with Antonio. Though the idea of it had horrified her, the reality had proved incredibly pleasurable. Now it seemed her mate only intended to share parts of her—the parts he apparently considered weren’t as personal as the wet, swollen channel between her legs.

Oh gods. Her mate was tonguing her cunt, flailing her clit until it was a rigid ball of nerves. His warm breath tickled her mound while he used his fingers to work the ceremonial plug out of her ass. Her cunt contracted, anticipating…

“I’m going to fuck your pretty, tight little ass,” Romulus promised, the dark words reverberating against her flesh and making her hot—hotter even than she’d been before. His slave’s warm flesh caressed her belly and chafed her sensitized breasts as he slid upward, and when his hard, hot cock nudged her lips, she couldn’t help but take the ruby knob of it inside and swirl her tongue over the sensitive tip.

“Suck in Antonio’s cock the way your ass will soon suck in my cock.” When Romulus spoke in that quiet, deep tone, his hot breath on her clit made her belly tighten with anticipation.

When he moved away from her clit, Garnet would have protested if her mouth hadn’t been full of the slave’s rigid cock. Her nipples tingled when he rotated the rings through them, tugging gently, sensually. She sensed rather than saw Romulus step back between her legs. Then she felt him slide something wet and cold into her cunt. Oh gods. It was a vibrator, buzzing gently now, its motion so arousing it made her squirm. Gods but she wanted Romulus to use his mouth on her clit again. She wanted his cock invading her wet, slick cunt the way the vibrator was doing now.

“Mmpf.” No way could she talk while Antonio had his cock rammed halfway down her throat, and trying to speak only lodged him deeper. Desperately aroused, she sucked and wiggled as much as she could within her bonds, but that only made the vibrations grow stronger.

“Relax. Gods but you’re tight. A virgin here, I’ll wager.” Romulus inserted first one lubricated finger, then two, past her anal sphincter, moving slowly in and out, stretching her more than the ceremonial plug he’d removed moments earlier. His movements jiggled the vibrator against her G-spot. More fluid gushed from her cunt, trickling down to bathe her clit in hot, slick wetness.

When Garnet sucked harder on Antonio’s cock, it swelled and hardened more. He groaned. His slick, slightly salty lubrication oozed down her throat. Did Romulus do this to him, too? Did her mate like to suck his slave’s cock, taste the salty, slightly bitter liquid and swallow his climax? Garnet found the picture horrifying yet terribly arousing.

“Relax.” Romulus’ terse order came along with intense pressure against her once again tightly closed rear opening. The sensation was one of fullness, vaguely painful yet incredibly arousing. He used both hands to spread her ass cheeks while his ringed cock head pressed gently, then harder against her anal sphincter, until it opened and he seated himself inside her.