“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” His hand stilled and I opened my eyes to stare up into his dark gray gaze. His lust was feeding mine through the collars, and I couldn’t even imagine what he must be sensing from me. Was this connection how he knew just when to stop? I was strung so tight I felt like I was going to explode.
“Yes, sir. Please.”
His smile was almost enough to make me come, right there. I’d pleased him, and the warm feeling flooding my chest had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with making him happy.
Dare lowered his mouth to mine and stroked me over with his tongue in my mouth mimicking the movements of his hand below. When I screamed, my whole body lifting from the bed with the force of my release, he stole my air, then kissed his way down my body to take my pussy with his mouth. He sucked and licked my clit, using his fingers to stroke me inside until I shattered again.
“You see, Hannah, your submission does not come with a painful price. When you give it freely, you will receive only pleasure in return. There is no need for your fear. We aren’t like the men on Earth.”
He rose then, and shed his clothes to stand at the edge of the bed. He pointed to the floor at his feet. “Kneel, Hannah.”
I felt like melted wax, but I crawled to him already eager to taste the pre-cum I could see beading on the head of his giant cock. I knelt before him, and the pleasure I saw on his face made my heart feel like it was about to burst from my chest. Anything he wanted. I’d do anything. I would submit, for I knew he would only give me pleasure. I needed to please him in return, needed him to be happy with me. These Prillon men fed my sickness in a way no human man ever had. I didn’t just want to pleasure my master; Dare’s happiness had somehow become my own. I wanted to see the same dark look, feel the same bite of command from Zane as well. I didn’t think, though, that that would happen.
I didn’t want to think about that right now, not with Dare’s cock inches from my lips. I knelt on my knees with my legs open and my hands resting on top of my thighs, palms up. I was ready to do whatever he asked, be whatever he needed me to be.
“Fuck me with your mouth, Hannah, until I come down your throat. Swallow me down. All of me. Now.”
I leaned forward eagerly and sucked him. I worked him with my tongue and stroked his balls and the base of his cock until he buried his fingers in my hair and lost control. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care. His pre-cum spread inside my mouth, heating my blood to a fever pitch that threatened to send me into another orgasm. I devoured him and took him deep, until there was no room for air, and I held him there for as long as I could, the pressure building inside me, the need for oxygen growing within me. I knew he could feel it through our link, and I knew it was making him wild.
“Oh, mate, how you tempt me.” He pulled back and I sucked in a ragged breath before sucking him hard and fast. He came, his cock jerking in my mouth like a wild animal as I drank him down. I came at the first splash of seed against my throat, my body heating and softening, clenching down on the thick rod in my ass.
As soon as he was done, he sank to his knees in front of me and reached for my pussy. He bent me back until my shoulder blades hit the side of the bed and me neck arched backward. My head rested on the bed as he towered over me, his mouth on mine and his hand moving hard and fast in and out of my pussy, stroking my clit to make me come again.
It only took a few seconds before I shattered into pieces. He held me in place, pinned between the bed and his large body. When my pussy stopped pulsing around his fingers, he kept me there, his hand deep inside me and his mouth on mine. His kissed changed from demanding to gentle, his touch from aggressive to tender and I had no will to do anything but stay where he wanted me, to allow him to worship and calm me after the storm.
When his lips left mine to follow the path of my neck, I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I had nothing left.
“Hannah, sweet Hannah.”
“Yes, sir?” My response was more sigh than anything else. My knees were hurting and my bottom stung, but I couldn’t move, not so long as he wanted me here.
“You will sleep now.”
“You don’t want… you don’t want to fuck my pussy?” I whispered.
He slowly shook his head, but I could see his eyes narrow with desire. “Your pussy is for your mate to fuck until you are bred. Only when Zane’s seed has taken root can I fuck you there. Until then, I have other ways to bring us both our pleasure.” He shifted me. “For now, sleep.”
That sounded good to me.
Dare lifted me from the floor and pulled back the bedding before placing me inside like a little girl. I wondered if he planned to leave me, but sighed with contentment when he slid in beside me and covered us both. I curled into his side, safe and warm and content, and I trusted Dare to watch over me as I slept.
Chapter Ten
Zane—Three weeks later
I returned to my quarters after another long and troublesome night reviewing the reports coming in from the front. We’d arrived at the battle zone more than a week earlier but the Hive was gaining ground. We’d lost two small freighters and one scout ship so far, but after months of zero losses, the shift in enemy tactics was not good news for my f
leet.
And the news from my private life was not much better.
I was not winning the war for my bride’s heart.
Hannah had been mine for three weeks now. Dare had somehow calmed her down about her concerns for our lives, but something else lingered. She still had not vowed to accept my claim. I was running out of time. And, as usual, when I returned to my bed it was to find her wrapped around Dare, both of them naked and sated, and pressed together as if they were already one flesh and one mind. And I was not part of that equation.
I could feel her pleasure from Dare’s touch from as far away as the command deck. Our bond through the collars was a constant reminder of her pleasure—without me.