[Siren Ménage Everlasting ManLove: Erotic Alternative Futuristic Science Fiction Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/M, sex toys, HEA]
Eric Wilson volunteered to leave Earth to get away from his homophobic family. The only way he’d ever be able to have a life and fall in love was for him to start over somewhere far away. From the start, Eric knew there was no guarantee which planet he would live on. But, he never expected to go to the desert planet of Noglion. Eric doesn’t know much about the alien world. The only thing he’s heard are rumors, and those rumors terrify him.
Olivia Black is a Siren-exclusive author.
Eric Wilson pressed his chin to his chest. He kept his gaze directed at the floor, afraid to look up, scared to make eye contact with any of the Noglion males on the starship. Eric shook, fear consuming him. He glanced over at the trembling young man next to him, Dennis Osborne. The poor guy was young, maybe twenty, and more scared than Eric, if that were possible.
“I’m not worth it,” Georgie said, his voice breaking the silence. “I’m sorry. I made a mistake. A terrible mistake, but you can’t trade them for me. It’s not right. Take them back to the ship. I’ll go to Noglion.”
Relief poured through Eric. In truth, he didn’t want to go to the alien planet of Noglion, not after everything he’d heard. The rumors about the males were enough to make his skin crawl. It was said that they kept their human pets naked, except for a collar and leash. And although Eric had volunteered to leave Earth to find a mate on a faraway planet, he wasn’t interested in being anyone’s pet.
“It’s too late for that, little human,” a deep, gravelly voice replied.
Eric pulled his lower lip into his mouth and bit down. The male’s voice affected Eric more than he cared to admit. Goosebumps broke out on his arms, and he shivered involuntarily, even though the temperature on this ship was quite warm. He’d barely caught a glance at these males before averting his gaze. But now, he had to admit that he was curious. Eric took a deep breath, steeling his nerves, before glancing up. When he saw the huge males, he let out a shocked gasp and his eyes widened.
The Noglion males were enormous humanoid-looking aliens. Their bodies were thickly muscled and massive, and they were all tall. Each stood at nearly seven feet tall and wore tan-colored loincloths, brown leather sandals that laced up their thick calves, and there were bronze bands wrapped tightly around their muscular biceps. Their skin looked as though it were covered in scales, from the top of their bald heads down to their feet.
The scales on each male were different, the diamond-shaped markings in various colors—greenish gray, olive green, and tones of brown. Their muscles were on display, massive and intimidating. And their eyes were yellow with thin elliptical-shaped pupils and bony brow ridges, pronounced and sticking out. But the most frightening thing about the Noglion males was their claw-tipped hands. The nails looked like sharp blades.
As Eric took in the sight before him, he quickly realized that the Noglion males shared similar traits with reptiles. It was slightly terrifying.
“You have a mate, and he wants you back. You don’t need to worry about these humans. They will be well cared for.”
Eric started shaking his head. He didn’t want to be cared for by these males. He didn’t want to go to Noglion. Eric took a step back. He wanted to run away, but he quickly realized that he couldn’t go anywhere. The Glecerian ambassador, Rett T’Rul, was blocking the pathway back to the ship and in front of him stood several rows of Noglion males. There was nowhere to run.
His heart started pounding rapidly, and his world spun. Eric’s knees weakened. Dennis seemed to understand. The other human reached out and grabbed hold of Eric’s arm, steadying him before he could fall.
“Go to your mate.”
The Noglion male gave Georgie a little push, coaxing him to move. Georgie stumbled forward. He looked a little worried as he walked toward his mate, Rett. They silently stared at one another and Eric held his breath, waiting. When Georgie reached Rett’s side, a Noglion male moved toward Eric and Dennis. He tilted his head to the side, a signal for them to follow.
Eric opened his mouth, ready to object, but one fierce look from the Noglion male and he remained silent. The words froze on his tongue, and his throat closed up, preventing him from speaking. Fear, unlike anything Eric had ever felt before, sang through his veins, making him shake uncontrollably. Dennis, the man beside him, held Eric’s arm as they were led away. Eric glanced at Dennis and quickly realized that the other man was wearing a similar expression. It was one of absolute dread. It seemed as though neither of them wanted to go to Noglion.
When Gru pulled back, disconnecting their lips, he left Eric panting. The male moved back. He manipulated Eric’s body, flipping him over. Eric knew what was next. It was time for Gru to claim him. He tried to relax as the male urged him to his hands and knees.
“It will be easier for you this way,” he said.
Eric nodded, even though he would prefer to look at Gru. He wanted the eye contact to distract him from the crowd. He’d never felt more exposed in his life. His legs started to tremble, shaking so hard that Eric thought he might fall on his face in the middle of the arena. Behind him, Gru arranged him on his knees, spread wide, with his ass tilted up. Strong fingers kneaded Eric’s ass, massaging the meaty flesh. The male spread his ass cheeks and hummed appreciatively.
“You are so beautiful.” Using the pad of his finger, Gru traced Eric’s hole. “And soft.” Eric felt the smear of some type of fluid and wondered what it was. “And mine.”
Eric could feel the oil working. His muscles instantly relaxed. The oil that Gru used filled Eric with euphoria. It came on in magnificent waves that rolled through him. Eric could feel it through his entire body. He wondered if the lubricant had the same herbs in it that the mead did. He moaned when something pressed shallowly into him, stretching his ass. Eric knew it wasn’t a finger. It couldn’t be. It was hard as stone and slick and warm sliding into him.
Eric glanced over his shoulder. “What…”
“It’s a toy.” Gru grinned. “A special toy made for human pets.”
The male pushed the toy deeper into Eric’s ass. The tip of the fake cock brushed against his prostate gland, and Eric cried out, pushing back, desperate for more. He flexed his fingers, digging the digits into the red-colored dirt. The toy seemed to get bigger, wider, growing within the confines of Eric’s tight channel. Eric gasped.
Gru wrapped his free hand around Eric’s cock, stroking him in time with the toy’s movement in Eric’s ass. Eric cried out, rocking to Gru’s hand as another climax built. A surge of heat charged up his spine to explode.
Eric screamed, hips pumping, but no relief was to be had. Gru had a tight grip on the base of his cock, and the toy in his ass slipped out, denying Eric release.
“Not yet, pet,” Gru said as he let go of Eric’s cock. The male held Eric’s hips, preventing him from moving. The head of Gru’s cock rubbed against Eric’s entrance. “You’ll come with me inside you.”
“Fuck!” Eric was close to begging.
Gru slowly eased himself just inside Eric. He shifted and groaned and pushed back for more. Eric cried out as his body stretched to accommodate the size of the male’s cock. Gru covered Eric’s back with his slick chest. The male placed a soft kiss on Eric’s shoulder before applying more pressure, sinking deeper.
“That’s it. Relax for me, pet.”
Hard and fast, Gru slid into Eric’s ass hard until the male was buried deep. The male pushed deeper, his cock getting thicker as it neared the base. Gru filled Eric completely. Eric took a few deep breaths, relaxing his muscles. Soon, the pain disappeared, morphing into something far sweeter than anything Eric had felt before. Pure bliss. Overwhelming pleasure.
Fuck,” Eric ground through clenched teeth.
Gru paused. “Easy.” The male was gasping. “You’re so tight. I’m not going to last.”
Eric blew out a heavy breath. “You’re so big.”
“Relax, pet. You’ll adjust.”
Gru began moving with slow thrusts, pulling out and pushing back in so slowly Eric felt every inch of the male. The male’s angle changed so that he was hitting Eric’s sweet spot with each stroke, and Eric pushed back into it. He gave himself over to the pleasure. Eric closed his eyes, allowing the sensations to wash over him and crash through him. He got lost in the rhythm of Gru’s thrusts. Smooth and hard, Gru rode him.
He drew back and pushed in, filling Eric. The male dragged his fingernails down Eric’s back. The mixture of pain and pleasure excited him, driving Eric closer to the edge.
“Eric,” Gru breathed out, his voice low and urgent. The male wrapped his palm around Eric’s cock, squeezing firmly. “Come for me.”
Eric complied, crying out as he arched back.