Trading Teon (The Beast Masters Series) (7 page)

“I did not
sense dislike upon her when she arrived. I recall the scent of arousal,” Garon
stated.

“Making
her wet and making her happy are two very different things. She likes my cock
just fine. Me, not so much. She is not one who submits easily as I’d hoped she
might be.” Something hung in the air unspoken.

“But she
submits to Malock?”

Jaston’s
gaze lit with fire. “Yes.”

“And this
displeases you? You wish not to share?”

The
warrior toyed with the broken receiver. “I wish for her to accept my needs and
to accept me. She seems at ease with Malock. Why should I be different?”

Garon sighed.
“Jaston, you are strong willed. You expect those around you to bend to the
point of breaking. Perhaps she is not so easily broken. Malock’s approach to
everything has always been less direct than yours.”

Jaston
seemed to mull it over before nodding. He exhaled. “What of you and your
woman?”

Garon’s
chest tightened at the thought of Teon. “She is naturally submissive. She has
accepted my claim and Lorne’s.”

“This is
joyous news! We should celebrate.”

“Not just
yet,” Garon said. “First I must see to it she understands what has occurred. I
fear her Earth ways limit her knowledge of our mating rituals.”

“Do you
feel for her?” Jaston asked. “Does she stir your beast side as well?”

“She moves
every side of me in ways I did not believe possible. I did not expect to be
able to offer what I know her kind requires.”

Jaston
flinched. “Love.”

“Yes.
Earth women and their love.” Garon smiled. “It seems it is easier to give than
one would believe.”

“Yes?”
Hope edged the word.

Garon
tapped Jaston’s shoulder once more. “Yes. When the claiming occurs, all
barriers you have drop. You are left raw, wanting, feeling, needing and,
strangely enough, loving.”

Jaston
appeared skeptical.

Garon
couldn’t blame him. He’d have never believed it had he not lived it. “Now, let
us track down the ones responsible for this and get back to our women. Lorne
and I have a surprise in store for Teon. I am anxious to return to her and gift
it upon her.”

Teon
finished the last of dinner clean up and wandered around Garon’s expansive
kitchen area. It was grand like pictures from Old Earth. While the kitchen had
technologies, it seemed better suited for cooking meals from scratch rather
than requesting a computer to materialize them. That was better in her opinion.
Too many sicknesses had been traced back to food technologies on Earth. One
such sickness had killed thousands.

She found
she liked using her hands, and ingredients local to Ralen. On Earth, servants
had always cooked her meals. Here,
she
created the dishes they dined upon.

She was
happy. Happier than she really should be considering how she’d come to be on
Ralen. It had been one week since the slave trader ship had dumped her off
there. One week of endless pleasures at the hands of two men. Though Lorne had
yet to fuck her with his cock. He kept threatening it as he would spank her and
eat her pussy.

The
buildup was killing her.

Garon
seemed to love nothing more than thrusting his cock into her. At least four
times a day he would seek her out when breaks in his work permitted, all so he
could push her against a wall and fuck her until she nearly passed out again.
The man was truly a beast but in the best possible way. One of his favorite
things to do was watch as Lorne spanked her ass. She liked knowing Garon
enjoyed it too. Liked knowing she could turn him on.

She turned
the hallway corner and stopped as she spotted Lorne home and exiting a room
that had remained locked since her arrival. It was the only room in the house
she’d not yet been in, and that was saying something considering just how large
a home Garon had.

Lorne had
moved his things in within a day of her arrival, and already they were living
nicely as a threesome unit.

She
touched her neck.

The bite
marks had healed quickly.

Too
quickly.

The men
had been reluctant to explain why they’d bitten her, why it had caused such an
intense orgasm in her and why they’d healed over so fast.

Lorne
caught sight of her and smiled wide. He crooked a finger. “Come, flower.”

Flower
.

She loved
the nickname they’d taken to calling her.

She went
quickly to him and kneeled before him. It felt right to give both men her
complete surrender. She liked it and they seemed to as well.

Lorne put
a hand in her hair. “Come, my flower. We have a gift for you.”

She stood and
followed him into the room that had previously been off limits to her. It took
a moment for her eyes to adjust and her brain to compute all she was seeing. It
was a sex room.

She’d read
of these on Earth. Of the sin and debauchery that took place in them. Of the
pain and the pleasure they could offer.

There was
a bar suspended from the ceiling with chains on each side. Each chain held a
restraint. Lorne clicked a finger and pointed to it. “Stand there. I wish to
cuff you.”

Garon
appeared in the doorway, looking winded. “Good. I feared I would be late to the
fun.”

Lorne
smiled wide. “Never.”

Teon did
as instructed and Lorne handcuffed her wrists, leaving her arms spread wide
above her head. He stepped around her, and with one yank he shredded the thin
shift she wore. If fell free from her body, leaving her naked and exposed
before them.

Her
nipples responded.

Both men
eased even closer.

Garon took
point. “Teon, you bear our marks upon your flesh. You have our scent and now
you shall wear our collar for all to know you belong to us. Are you agreeable
to this?”

She bit at
her inner cheeks, tears threatening to fall. Of course she was agreeable. She
wanted to be theirs in all ways possible. She nodded. “Y-yes.”

Lorne
slinked up behind her, suddenly naked, his cock probing the cleft of her ass.
“Do you understand what he said?”

“That I’ll
be your pet,” she returned.

“Far, far
more than that,” Lorne corrected. He touched her shoulder where he’d bitten her
during sex. “Do you remember this? Where my teeth sank into your flesh?”

Oh stars
above, did she remember. She was practically dripping wet just thinking about
it again. She squirmed in place and he pinched her ass hard, making her cream
even more.

“Does my
dirty girl remember?”

“Yes,” she
choked out. “I remember.”

Garon
cupped her breasts and then pinched her nipples, gaining her attention. “And do
you recall my bite?”

“Yes,” she
said as cream dripped down her inner thighs.

Both men
inhaled deeply.

“Our
flower is naughty,” Lorne said to Garon.

Garon
laughed. “Very. Do you recall, Teon?”

She
nodded. “Yes.”

“For our
people it is a claiming,” Garon stated. “It is likened to your Earthly custom
of marriage.”

She
tensed. They’d claimed her? They’d basically married her the first day they’d
had her? As her mind raced and their expressions confirmed her questions, the
tears began to fall.

Garon
touched her cheek. “This displeases you?”

“No,” she
said between tears. “It’s pleases me. A whole hell of a lot.”

Lorne
tossed his head back and laughed before swatting her ass again. “Good because
you have been a…” He looked to Garon for assistance.

“Married
woman,” Garon supplied.

“Yes,
married woman for a week now. And it is past time we collar you, flower.”

“Oh stars
yes, collar me,” she begged.

Lorne stepped
to the side and when he returned to her, it was with a paddle of sorts in hand.
He licked his lower lip. “First, I am going to spank that pretty ass and turn
that gorgeous skin pink. Then, you will be fucked and collared by us both.”

He moved
behind her and she heard the swoosh of the paddle before it connected with her
bare bottom. Pain raced through her, exciting her. She was such a dirty girl.
She got off so hard on the sting that followed each swat. She wiggled her butt,
wanting more. Lorne obliged. He spanked her sweetly with the paddle, making her
body come alive with need.

By the
time he was done, her ass was red and her cunt was so wet she could barely
stand it. Lorne ran his fingers through her cream and then propelled his
fingers into her ass. She cried out. Nothing had been there before. It felt so
good. So wanton.

She moved,
pushing her ass onto his hand more. He laughed and put his lips to her ear. “My
cock will replace my fingers.”

“Yes!”

Garon
stripped before her and then bent, biting her nipples lightly. He looked up at
her. “I shall continue to be who releases in your womb. We have decided you
will birth my son first. Then Lorne’s. Yes?”

Her body
was so hot and horny, all she could do was nod. She’d do anything for them.
Anything for the men who were with her now.

Garon
lifted her and her legs went instantly around his waist. “You chase away The
Heat, my flower,” he said, before driving his cock into her pussy.

Lorne
stepped against her back, and the next thing she knew his cock was pressing
against her ass. “And you shall chase mine away as well.”

She
tensed.

Lorne bit
her shoulder lightly and the pain excited her more, relaxing her body. He
thrust into her dark channel. She cried out, feeling as if she’d burst. The men
pumped in and out of her like the sexy beasts they were. They fucked her to the
point she truly thought she’d collapse and sleep for weeks. Her body pulsed
with pleasure as multiple orgasms wracked her system.

She could
barely keep her head up as Lorne drove in hard and released into her ass.
Garon’s mouth captured hers as he filled her womb, bathing it in his seed. She
panted as their kiss ended.

He stared
at her with an odd expression. “Flower.”

“Mmm,
yes,” she managed.

“You stir
emotions in me,” Garon said.

Lorne
laughed as he swatted her ass again. “He tries to say I love you but the words
are foreign to him.”

Teon
nearly cried again. She would have hugged Garon had her wrists been free. Lorne
kissed her upper arm. “I too love you.”

She
struggled against the cuffs. “Untie me. I need to hug you both.”

They
laughed.

“Not so
fast,” Lorne said, stepping away and returning with a black leather collar. On
it were two pendants. He handed it to Garon. “You are first husband. You do the
honors.”

Garon
placed the collar around her neck and fastened it. “This remains on you
always.”

“Of
course,” she said.

“You are
ours, Teon,” he said.

“Always,”
she returned, so very happy she’d been traded to them.

THE END

A pinch
of fantasy, a dash of paranormal and a lot of erotic romance.

Reagan
Hawk writes sexy alpha males and the women that make them bend with ease. To
read more about Reagan’s books visit her website www.reaganhawk.com

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