“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked the older male, Brag.
“No. No, Senna Darcy. We are here to serve you.” Brag bowed his head and smiled at her, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. Maybe he was worried she wouldn’t like the food. “You must let me know if there is any special food you would like me to make.”
“Thank you. Everything I’ve eaten has been delicious. Except for the uri, of course.”
Brag burst out laughing and nodded his head. “Not many like uri. I will make sure not to serve it to you again.”
“Thanks, Brag.” Darcy turned and headed to the exit. She was pleased she had alleviated Brag’s anxiety. He had still been smiling as she left.
“Can we go outside?” she asked Isa.
“Yes. I will take you to the village to get you some more garments. It is much more fun to browse, don’t you think? “
Darcy nodded distractedly as she looked about. “Do all the warriors live in this building?”
“Not all. Just the Sen’s guard. No doubt your carta will choose more warriors as your personal protection.”
“Oh. Do you really think that is necessary?”
“Yes,” Isa answered without further explanation.
Isa showed Darcy the backdoor and they walked out into the fresh air. When she looked up into the sky she was astounded to see four small suns high above. Isa must have seen where she was looking.
“The suns are over each separate province.” Isa pointed to one. “The northern province sun. The southern province sun. East and western province suns.”
“Do you have four moons, too?” she asked.
“No. There is one great moon which lights all provinces at dark.”
Darcy nodded and wondered how big their moon was. If it covered each territory it was probably as big as Earth’s moon, if not bigger. She took in all the brightly colored unusual plants and when she touched the black petals of one flower she squeaked when the petals closed up tight.
Isa laughed and Darcy joined in. There was so much to see and the air was so crisp and clean. There was no smog or traffic, but when she saw something moving just off the ground in the distance she covered her eyes to shield them from the suns and squinted.
“What is that?” she asked, and pointed to whatever was moving toward them fast.
“That is a hover tandem,” Isa replied.
“Like a hover bike?” Darcy glanced at Isa and saw her frown and then she nodded.
“Oh, look, there are more than one.”
Isa gasped and then grabbed Darcy’s arm, tugging at her. “We must go inside.”
“The warriors are from the western province.”
At first Darcy was concerned, but then she straightened her shoulders and held her head high. She wasn’t about to let these men scare her off. There were other men around and she didn’t think she was really in any danger.
Isa tugged her arm again, but Darcy dug her heels in. “We must get inside.”
“I understand your concerns, but I’m not the type of woman to run and bury my head in the sand. They won’t hurt me.” Darcy swept her hand out to indicate the other men.
“You don’t understand,” Isa whispered urgently.
“What’s to understand?” she pulled her arm from Isa’s painful grip.
“Pharm,” Isa whispered, but Darcy heard her. If she wasn’t so shocked to hear the profanity from the older woman she would have laughed. “It is too late now. They have seen you.”
Darcy drew in a deep breath and released it as she tried to shore up her defenses and courage. Now that the men on the hover cycle thingies were closer, she began to get nervous. From what she could see, they were looking at her with lustful intentions as well as curiosity. She hoped she hadn’t made a mistake by being so stubborn.
The warriors who had been bustling about and training in the far courtyard hurried forward and formed a formidable wall between their visitors and her and Isa. The hover cycles drew to a halt and although the men tried to hide her behind their shoulder-to-shoulder wall, she felt their eyes on her. They were well above the ground at about shoulder height to the warriors forming the barrier, and the five men were staring at her.
“What is the meaning of this, Sen Borg?” The man in the middle of the human blockade took a step forward.
“We heard a rumor and wanted to see for ourselves if it was true,” Sen Borg said as he pinned her with his glowing blue eyes and licked his lips.
Darcy shivered, but not in a good way. Now that she knew what prey felt like to a predator, she didn’t like it. Not one little bit. She wanted to turn around and hurry back into the mansion of a house, but her legs were trembling and she couldn’t make herself move. Plus, she was worried about what would happen to the men trying to protect her. The odds were two to one in their favor but the five men sitting so still on their vehicles scared her.
Even though they were only slightly bigger than her guys, they seemed more menacing and that sent another shaft of fear into her heart, making it race and her breathing speed up.
“Who is that man?” Darcy asked Isa in a quiet voice so it wouldn’t carry.
“That is the captain of the Sen Guard, Frac Dom,” Isa whispered her answer.
“And the ones on the hover things?” Darcy asked.
“Those males are the leaders of the west province,” Isa said. “The one who speaks is Sen Borg and his brethren, Sen Starg, Larg, Forg, and Varg.”
“What do they want?” Darcy wasn’t sure she wanted to hear the answer to that question because she had a horrible feeling she already knew.
“Yes.” Darcy sighed when Plat squeezed the other nipple. “A human woman’s breasts don’t need to be grasped firmly. If you squeezed too hard, you could hurt me. A gentle touch is best, but they are also to feed babies from.”
“Do you have the nourishment in the globes now?” Drac asked, and stared at her breasts as if he wanted to devour them. Plat knew exactly how he felt. He would love to suckle on those tips and taste the nourishing liquid.
“No. A human woman only produces milk in her breasts after giving birth to the baby.”
“You would look very sexy with our babe in your belly,” Cark said in a growly voice.
Plat was about to take a taste of her breast but Drac and Cark beat him to it. When their mouths latched onto those hard nubs, Darcy moaned and her eyes closed again. The scent of her honey became stronger and he decided he would taste her sweet cream.
He knelt on the floor, tugged on the small ties on her strange boots, and then pulled them from her feet one at a time. He removed the coverings from her feet and then he tugged the fastening on her blue pants. The silver clasp popped off and when he yanked on the small metal tag, it lowered and the seam opened. He looked up when Lowl leaned forward and began kissing Darcy. She was such a beautiful female and he wanted to see her as she reached her joyous release.
Plat gripped the side of her leg coverings at her hips and pulled them down and off, over her feet. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the shiny material over her sex and when she shifted on her feet and her legs widened, he saw that she was wet, the fabric damp with her juices.
He pressed his nose to the covering and groaned as he inhaled her sweet scent. He couldn’t wait another moment to taste her cream, so he tugged on the sides of the material and ripped it, the fabric fluttering to the floor.
When he caught sight of her bare female sex, he nearly spent himself in his warrior pants. His cock expanded as if he was already deep inside her body and it pulsed as if he was already pleasuring her, sliding in and out of her sheath. Plat gripped his balls and tugged firmly, relieved when the seed roiling in his balls didn’t burst up his shaft.
Once he was sure he wouldn’t disgrace himself by shooting his load, Plat lifted one of her legs up over his shoulder and stared at her wet, pink, swollen sex. And then he placed his mouth against her folds and licked from top to bottom and back again. Her whimper of pleasure was muffled since Lowl was still kissing her, but it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. However, he wanted to hear her screaming as she peaked.
When his tongue touched the small bundle at the top of her sex, she cried out and he looked up along her body to see that Lowl was no longer kissing her but sucking on one of her nipples. Froz was nibbling and licking on her neck and she tilted her head to the side, as if wanting to feel his brother’s mouth on her skin. Plat drew the small protrusion into his mouth and suckled on it as he pushed a thick finger up into her creamy hole and started to move it in and out of her pussy.
She was so tight he wondered for a moment if he and his brothers would be able to fit inside her, but when he gently pressed another broad finger into her and he felt her stretch, he knew she could take them if they took time to prepare her, and were gentle when they penetrated her.
Darcy began to rock her hips back and forth. Froz began to kiss his way down her back until he was kneeling on the floor behind her. Plat wondered if she would be accepting to them filling her every hole. With five of them as her mates, they would want to love her any which way they could, and as often as she allowed. She wasn’t dissimilar to their females. In fact, as far as he could see, other than her female peaks not retreating, she was nearly exactly the same. Except much softer.
Rem Tark had told them that she was breeding compatible with him and his brothers and Plat hoped she would eventually want to have their younglings. Zennoxians had the ability to hold their seed back so it didn’t take into a female cavity until she decided she wanted to procreate, so there was no need to remove their cocks from her pussy when they climaxed. He would have hated wasting his ejaculate and not feeling the full pleasure of his release while he was buried inside of her.
“Oh. So good.” Darcy whimpered as Plat increased the pace of his thrusting fingers and flicked his tongue rapidly over the small nub at the top of her sex.
And when he felt her tighten up, he realized that Froz was licking and caressing her back entrance. Plat groaned as her wet channel began to get tighter and when he felt the protrusion inside of her swell even more, he rubbed the tip of his fingers over it.