“I don’t understand,” she replied, her voice hoarse.
“You will adjust, Hannah, not only to space, but to me and Dare,” I told her. “Only time will give you the knowledge you need to accept your new life. In the meantime, we will begin our life together as we mean to live it from now on. Remove the sheet.”
Hannah’s eyes remained on Dare’s hand stroking his cock.
“Hannah,” I warned. “Do as you are told.”
When a bead of fluid dripped down the crown of Dare’s cock, Hannah licked her lips. The subtle scent of Dare’s pre-cum was an aphrodisiac, an arousal tool used to bring about desire and eagerness in our mates.
Having Dare stroke himself not only let Hannah see he had desire for her, but initiated her arousal response to him. Once the pre-cum touched her skin, seeped into her silky flesh, the connection between them would only enhance. The sensual side effects of the pheromones in our cum would create an even deeper bond once our seed was buried deep within her.
History had proven that even if a female mate was reluctant to fuck right away, they would usually at least allow a man to show his cock and hence, be exposed to the pre-cum’s sexual effects, just as Hannah was right now. She didn’t know it, but her mating connection had begun. She would be eager for both of us, her pussy continually wet, her body on edge and hungry. Our desire would feed hers through the mental link forged by the collars we wore. Her mind might try to fight our lust-filled desires, but the collar and the connection we shared was strong. Dare and I were powerful warriors and even we couldn’t fight it—nor did we want to.
Some cultures argued that the link was a form of coercion, a way to use a woman’s own body against her. But that argument was for the unmated people on our world, for once mated, none voluntarily gave up the bond. It gave too much pleasure.
Hannah was my match. There was no need for her to fight what would ultimately bring her great happiness and safety. Neither Dare nor I wanted to waste time before claiming her. Even now the ship headed for the war at the front. We had to get past Hannah’s defenses quickly and with precision. Only when we had completed the claiming ceremony and her collar matched ours would her safety be ensured.
I stepped back and dropped my hands from her shoulders to cross them over my chest. Hannah stood rooted in place, watching Dare stroke his cock. She didn’t move, almost as if she wasn’t sure what we expected of her. I was more than willing to remedy that.
“Turn around, Hannah, and show Dare your ass. Let him see the bright pink handprints from your punishment.”
Her eyes tore from Dare’s ministrations to meet mine. She could hear the implication in my words. Continue to defy me and she would be spanked again.
She didn’t move and I took one small step closer, but kept my voice smooth and gentle. I was not angry with her, and I needed to be sure she knew that.
“Take off the sheet.”
As she swallowed, she released her tight hold on the covering and it fell to the floor.
Dare groaned at the sight of her. Dark hair fell over her shoulder to brush against one pink nipple. Her breasts were full, more than a handful, with large, plump tips. As we watched, they hardened into tight peaks. She wasn’t slim like Prillon women, but soft and round. Her waist was slightly curved and her hips were wide and a perfect, lush hold for our hands as we fucked her.
Lower, between her thighs, the slick folds of her pussy were visible. They glistened, pink and swollen, from her earlier pleasure. She grew aroused as the link between us flared. I knew she was feeling my need to lick her pussy and hear her sweet cries as she came all over my mouth. The painful fullness of my cock would reach her senses as well. I was as hard as Dare, eager to sink inside her supple body. The scent of her arousal grew stronger now, sweet and potent.
Dare inhaled deeply and I knew he’d noticed it as well.
“Very good, Hannah. I am proud of you for showing us your body. What is yours, is ours,” Dare commented. “Our breasts, our nipples, our pussy, our ass. Even those reddened bottom cheeks.”
“She needed some early guidance,” I clarified.
While she squirmed uncomfortably beneath our gazes, she kept her hands at her sides.
“Doctor Mordin found her in perfect health, although there was one deficiency. Her ass is tight, too tight for a proper claiming.”
Hannah shook her head as she looked at Dare’s cock again. “That… it won’t fit. Of course I’m tight, if that’s what the doctor used as a guide.”
I grinned and I saw Dare smile as well. “Ah, Hannah, I enjoy the flattery, as does Dare, but we are already your mates. It is unnecessary.”
She flicked her gaze to me. “I didn’t mean it as flattery,” she countered. “He’s… he’s huge!”
I began to undo my pants as I spoke. I could feel the pre-cum leaking from my swollen tip. She needed to be exposed to the subtle scent of it for what we planned next. I could spank her, but training her ass would be more successful, much more rewarding for all of us, if she were eager for it.
“Dare’s cock is big.” I parted the flaps and pulled myself free. “But so is mine.”
Hannah’s mouth fell open as she stared at my cock. I’d read that Prillon men were much larger than those on Earth, in all parts of their anatomy. We were often a head taller, more muscular and broader, genetically ready for battle. Our cocks, too, were an impressive size, crucial to pleasing our mates, filling them completely to ensure the most perfect bond, the most intense pleasure for our women so that our seed would take root.
Pre-cum dribbled from the tip and I swiped it with my thumb. I closed the distance to Hannah and placed the wet fluid on her bottom lip. She gasped in surprise, for I’d moved swiftly. As I slid my thumb back and forth across that plump flesh, her eyes widened. They were so dark that I almost didn’t see the centers narrow to fine points. Instinctively, her tongue flicked out and took the moisture into her mouth. I watched as her vision blurred.
“The fluid from our cocks will mix with your own arousal. Your body will soften, open and be ready for us. When we fuck you, I promise it will not hurt. You will beg us to take you, mate, and you will scream your pleasure.”