I nodded my head, which made my hair swing back and forth.
“Then I will just have to discover what does it for you. As for Goran, ignore him. It is just the two of us. Shh,” he crooned. “All right, gara, it is time to discover what pleases you.”
With that, I felt the vibration on my clit speed up. The section of the table directly beneath my clit began to stimulate me in earnest. I remembered this, too, from my dream. I sucked in a deep breath at the intense pleasure the added stimulation brought about. This joining wasn’t solely about Tark’s pleasure, but mine as well.
“You like this vibration speed better. You are clenching my cock with your pussy,” he growled. “That is a good sign, yes?”
“Yes!” I cried.
One blunt finger circled around where we were joined as Tark began to move again. The combination of his cock stroking in and out of me and the vibrations on my clit had me shifting my hips. I wanted to remain right where I was, impaled on my new mate’s very large cock.
“How about this?” Tark pressed a finger against my back entrance and I stiffened, squeezing down on him again in the hopes to keep his finger out. At the same time, little pulses of intense heat and pleasure coursed through me at this dark touch.
“Relax, gara. Let me in. You will come when you do. I promise.”
I took a deep breath and let it out, relaxing. I closed my eyes as he circled my virgin opening with his finger and slowly began to push inward, all the while continuing to shift his hips and fuck me.
The vibrations sped up, increasing the stimulation of my clit. I cried out as Tark’s finger gained entry into my ass. I screamed as my entire body stiffened, every nerve ending came to life and pulsed with pleasure. Somehow, the erotic combination of Tark’s cock, clit stimulation, and the tip of his finger slowly moving inside my ass set me off. I felt as if I were lost in an ocean wave, tossed and pummeled and completely out of control. The intensity of the pleasure was so much more than I’d ever felt before. Having a cock filling me to the brim only added to the orgasmic bliss that coursed through my veins. I squeezed and clenched down on him—his cock and his finger in my bottom—as if to draw them in even further.
I felt Tark’s hand grip my hip as his pace increased until he thrust hard one last time, holding himself deep inside. His cock thickened, stretching me even more, just before he groaned and his hot seed filled me in pulses.
Our ragged breathing filled the room and he remained within me as I recovered. While at first it had been similar to the processing center’s dream, it had not ended the same. It wasn’t the same. I was leaving my old life behind now and forging my own way, on my new planet and with my mate.
“We are compatible,” Tark said as he slowly pulled out and I heard him refasten his pants.
I hissed out a breath as he did so and I felt his hot seed drip out of me. He came around and, after releasing my bonds, he took my hand, helping me up. I leaned against the table as I gained my balance. My skin was flushed and my heart was still racing. I felt too spent from not one orgasm, but two, in the short time I’d been on Trion to try to cover myself now.
I glanced up at Tark. His skin had a flush to it as well and his eyes were softer, less intense. He looked over my naked body and his eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched as he watched his seed drip down my thighs.
“Tell the council the good news,” Tark commented over his shoulder to Goran.
Reaching out, he picked up the chain that dangled between my breasts and gave it a very gentle tug. It was enough for me to move closer to him and heat to pulse between my thighs.
His eyes were on my tugged nipples as he spoke to Goran. “But first, cover her and take her to the harem.”
“What?” I cried. “You will leave me naked with… him?” I looked to Goran in fear.
“He will keep you safe,” Tark countered. “I must attend to the council meeting and you will go to the harem.”
My eyes widened at his callousness, then narrowed. A harem? How many mates did this bastard have already? What number was I? Two? Four? Twenty? “You have fucked me and are done with me. I’m not a bride, I’m a fuck toy.” I flicked my gaze at the other man. “I’m surprised you didn’t let Goran have me, after all.”
He still held the chain attached to my nipples and he wound it around his finger, forcing me come even closer if I didn’t want to have my nipples tugged too much. I tilted my neck back even farther to meet his eyes. I’d gone too far in my comments, but I was afraid. If he was my mate, wasn’t he supposed to watch over me and keep me safe? How was he going to do that when I was one of ten women in his life?
I’d only been on this planet for less than an hour and he was dismissing me. I wished I could contact the bride program and reject him now, but I had to wait out the thirty-day cycle or until I was called back to testify. And then? I’d make sure they knew that I wasn’t happy in a harem.
He frowned. “I do not know this term fuck toy, but I do not think I like it. Nor do I like that you doubt my hon
or.”
I swallowed at the deepness of his voice, the hint of anger I heard. I wanted to see the sated look on his face instead. I wanted to go back to a moment ago, when I was replete, and contemplating a future as the only beloved and well-fucked mate of Tark.
“I do not lie. I told you I do not share my mate. My seed is dripping down your thighs. My chain is prominently displayed.”
His chain? Was that chain their version of a wedding ring upon my finger? Did that chain truly announce to the world that I had been claimed? Did it display his protection? What was I supposed to do? Walk around topless?
“Stimspheres, Goran.” He held out his hand as Goran moved away.
He pointed at my body. “My seed and chain will ensure everyone knows you belong to me, no matter where you are in this city of tents. Your ass, I’m sure, is sore from my finger breaching you there for the first time. Your clit—” he reached down and ran a finger between my legs, “—is hard and eager for another climax. A climax only I can give you, for there will be no more medical probes or, as you call them, vibrators. Your ass is bright red from my punishment. It seems you find that all of that is not enough of a reminder that you are mine.”