[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Romance, Futuristic, Sci-Fi, Menage a Trois, Public Exhibition, MMF with MM Elements, HEA]
Taken by Her Alien Warriors
The men of any species have needs…
Gemini Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion. Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his dark desires. Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his Drakan lover Ornack.
With Drakan at war with Cirrion the men's relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can't.
From the minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There's only one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
Rescued by Her Alien Warriors
A warship is no place for a human mother and her child. However, Drakan Commander Alzaar and his second-in-command, Bentaan, have no choice but to bring Sapphyre and Jayde on board. Not least, because their instincts scream at them that she is the one woman who can turn them into a family again.
Sapphyre just wants to keep her daughter safe. How on earth does she do that surrounded by droolworthy Aliens, when her libido keeps leading her astray? It is abundantly clear that Alzaar doesn't want her on board the ship. At least Bentaan does and the sex is out of this world. If only her heart wasn't involved, and she didn't want both of them.
When the Tamarillion is attacked, Sapphyre has to fight for her men and the ship she now calls home. Without her all would be lost, and Alzaar finally shows his emotions.
However, when regulations and their pasts collide, can they rescue each other?
Taken by Her Alien Warriors
“I don’t think I can. Please don’t make me have sex with you.”
Ornack sighed, and she visibly relaxed when he straddled a chair several feet away from her.
“Oh, you could,” he said. “And you’d enjoy it. I’m not an ogre, however, nor so uncivilized that I would force my attentions where they’re not wanted.” He smiled at her sharp intake of breath. “Zorran brought you here to keep you safe. I have every intention of making sure you’ll stay safe, but I’ll need your cooperation for that.”
Fresh tears filled her eyes at the mention of Zorran, and Ornack bit back a curse.
“He’ll be back, you know,” he said, and she hugged her arms around herself and shook her head. The action pushed her breasts up and his mouth watered. Soon, he would have her, but not like this.
“He doesn’t want me. If he comes back, it will be for you.” Gemini straightened her shoulders and pushed away from the wall. After only the tiniest hesitation, she sat down in the chair next to him, and this time, when he offered her some wine, she took it.
“You’re not denying it then?” she asked.
“I wouldn’t insult your intelligence, Gemini. Yes, we’re lovers, have been for the last three years, but when he comes back it won’t be to fuck me. Well, not only me, I should say.”
He smirked as her eyes widened and heat stole into her cheeks.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m deadly serious. I’m expected to mate, having proven my ability to produce offspring. The problem is none of the females sent my way have shown half as much affection as you’ve shown my son tonight.”
“Then they’re fools. Magnuss is adorable.”
Her instant defense of his little tearaway made Ornack smile.
“You won’t say that when he bounces on your bed before the first rays of the sun have even broken over the mountain peak. Nor when he dive-bombs when you’re least expecting it, or hides a toad in your shoe. The list of his adventures is endless. Gerunda will tell you I was the same as a child.”
“She looked after you, too?” Gemini asked.
“Yes, she did, and my father before me. Gerunda is one of the oldest living females of my species. In fact, she is the last female born this side of the mountains. We seem to have lost the ability to father females altogether. Other parts of Drakan fare slightly better.”
“And you’re telling me this, why?” Gemini put her goblet down on the table with enough force to slosh the red wine over the sides, and her blue eyes blazed with indignation. “I won’t be your broodmare to help you populate this side of Drakan, if that’s what you mean by needing my cooperation.”
Her breath hitched and she glanced toward his crotch, where his cock was still trying to break out of the leggings he wore, and her nipples firmed into tight little bullets. She squirmed on her seat when Ornack didn’t say anything and simply sat watching her.
She exhaled sharply when he finally spoke.
“No, that’s not what I need your cooperation for, my sweet little human. I need to convince the king that I’m happily settled with my new wife.”
Ornack rather enjoyed the way her mouth fell open in stunned surprise.
* * * *
“Your what?” Gemini couldn’t have heard him right. He must be poking fun at her. That was the only explanation.
Instead of answering her, Ornack smiled. It showed his fangs and his arctic eyes crinkled at the corners. Now that she looked at him properly she could see the fine laughter lines around his eyes, and the dimples in his cheeks. Magnuss had the same irresistible indentations. On him they looked cute. On his father, they did strange things to her insides, and she was glad to be sitting. The man was sex-on-legs gorgeous, and he clearly knew the effect he had on her.
Those lines deepened and he reached across to grasp her hand. She couldn’t suppress her gasp of surprise when he lifted her hand to his lips and dropped a kiss on the back of it.
“I told you. Zorran wants you safe, and as my wife, you have standing and protection, and you keep me off the king’s radar. It’s a win-win situation all around.”
“I won’t sleep with you.” She blurted that out without thinking and snatched her hand out his grasp. Much to her surprise he let her and laughed. It was a deep belly laugh that seemed to settle straight in her clit, and Gemini inwardly rolled her eyes at herself.
What was wrong with her today? She loved Zorran, and, yet, she sat here lusting after a man she barely knew, and a gay man at that. Only he wasn’t gay, was he? He’d fathered little Magnuss after all, and there was no doubt that she aroused him. The hard ridge straining the fabric of his tunic looked huge, and once he sobered, the intensity of his azure gaze pinned her in place as though he’d bound her to the chair. And that really shouldn’t turn her on more.
“Oh, you will sleep with me, starting tonight, in fact.”
She shook her head, and his gaze burnt hotter at her denial.
“I won’t … please …. I can’t. I don’t know you. I’m …I’ve never done this before.”
Heat burned her cheeks at her halting admission, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the intensity of his gaze either. He’d gone so still, she couldn’t be sure he was even breathing.
“There’s a first time for everything, my sweet.” The endearment rolled off his tongue, and she blinked when he hooked one foot around the leg of her chair and scooted it closer to him until their knees were touching. He gripped the back of her chair either side of her shoulders, and smiled when she pressed back as far as she could, which wasn’t very far at all. She was trapped and the thought of being at this Drakan’s mercy made her breathing speed up.
“I knew he hadn’t touched you. I can smell your innocence.”
Ornack’s cock hardened in record time and his fangs dropped, seeing his wife impaled on Zorran. She threw him a worried glance over her shoulder, and he smiled to reassure her.
“Don’t stop on my account. I woke up and neither one of you was there. Gerunda said you two needed time, but fuck it all to hell and back, time is the one thing we do not have, so we make this work now or never.”
Zorran glared at him, but there was no mistaking the lust shining out of his black eyes, as Ornack fisted his cock. He hadn’t bothered with clothes, had simply staggered off the bed and gone in search of his mates. No one was going to stop him from claiming them both, not when Zorran could be snatched away at any given moment. They had wasted too much time already.
His side still hurt like a fucking bitch, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could stand up for much longer, but that minor detail wasn’t going to stop him.
“You best get your butt over here then, Drakan.” Zorran’s eyes glittered with emotion. Love, lust, worry were all there for him to see, and it gave Ornack the strength to get his legs to keep on moving. By the time he fell on the bed, Gemini had climbed off Zorran’s lap, and she was running her hands all over Ornack’s side.
“You’re healed, already? Gerunda said you needed to sleep, would sleep for hours.”
Zorran laughed, and Ornack cupped her face and pulled her down for a kiss. She tasted familiar and different all rolled into one, like a delicious smorgasbord of his two favorite people.
A shudder went through her when he traced Zorran’s mating mark on the shoulder opposite to his mark.
“It’s been hours, girl,” Zorran said, and Gemini frowned.
“It hasn’t, has it? Did I fall asleep?”
She looked so utterly confused and adorable, and that happiness spread like a drug through Ornack’s veins and took the last semblances of pain away with it.
He grinned over her head at Zorran, pleased to see the Cirrion wearing a similarly goofy expression. Yes, he had been right about this. Zorran loved Gemini as much as he himself did, and with that knowledge came deep-seated determination to see Zorran’s name cleared. Ornack would use all of his considerable influence to keep their mate from the hangman’s noose—later. For now, he wanted to simply enjoy his lovers.
“Have you been wearing our girl out, Zorran?” he asked, and the bed shook with Zorran’s howl of laughter. He bent his head to claim Ornack’s lips in a bruising kiss that further confirmed his feelings, especially as he immediately grabbed a stunned-looking Gemini and proceeded to kiss her senseless, too. Her musk increased, and both men groaned at her instantaneous submission to them.
“Check how wet she is for us, Ornack, though I bet she’s soaked.” Zorran winked at him and Gemini whimpered when he cupped her sopping wet slit and ran his fingers through her labial lips. He lifted his glistening digits up for Zorran to see, and the other man grasped his wrist and proceeded to lick them clean with a wicked grin in Gemini’s direction. Her breathing grew heavy, and her eyes seemed transfixed on the action. When Zorran released Ornack’s fingers with a satisfied grunt, he kissed her again and, picking her up, guided her onto Ornack’s cock.
“It would be a shame to waste all that wetness and this will help you heal more. Besides, I want to fuck both of the people that I love tonight.”
Gemini sucked in a breath, and a big, fat tear splashed on Ornack’s chest. The sensation of her hot, wet heat closing around his dick was almost too much to bear, especially as Zorran chose that moment to fist his cock slowly. He knelt next to Ornack’s head, and Gemini gasped when he slid his thick cock dripping with pre-cum into Ornack’s mouth.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Her whispered words skittered across Ornack’s chest, as she bent down and suckled one of Zorran’s heavy testicles into her mouth at the same time as Zorran fucked Ornack’s mouth. Zorran’s dick jumped and Ornack greedily swallowed the tiny spurts of his lover’s semen down. He, too, was close to coming again, as Gemini milked his cock with her internal muscles. Her hair cocooned all three of them in an intimate embrace, and her breasts rubbed against his chest, her nipples hard nubs of need, and he thrust up into the tight clasp of her body.
He fucked her cunt in time with Zorran fucking his mouth, and both men grew still when she screamed her release into Ornack’s shoulder. Gemini collapsed on top of him, fighting for breath, and Zorran pulled out of Ornack’s mouth. Their gaze met over Gemini’s head, and Ornack nodded at the unspoken question in Zorran’s eyes.
“Little one, look at me.” Ornack lifted Gemini’s damp hair off her face, and a wave of affection swamped him at the glazed and unfocused look in her eyes, as she struggled to listen to him.
“I want Zorran to fuck your ass whilst you ride my cock. That way we can both bite you and make you fly.”
“No, I can’t. I’m dead, you’ve killed me. Let me die in peace.”
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“I told you she’d react like that,” Bentaan said.
“I fail to see what’s so bloody amusing about this,” Sapphyre said, and Bentaan sobered.
“I’m not laughing at you, but my stupid brother-in-law over there, my sweet.”
Her eyes widened at the unexpected endearment, until the words hit her in the gut. Brother-in-law? Alzaar is married?
“Second, I order you to stop talking right now. This has got nothing to do with my decision.” Alzaar’s sharp command froze the blood in Sapphyre’s veins with the ice behind the words, but Bentaan just grinned and winked at her.
“This has got everything to do with this, and you know that, so with all due respect, Commander, Sapphyre has a right to know this.” He ignored Alzaar’s warning growl and continued. “Throw me in the brig, if it makes you feel better, brother, but Shaliah would be appalled by your behavior and you know that.”
Alzaar visibly flinched at the mention of that name, and Sapphyre’s heart clenched at the raw pain that crossed his warrior features.
“Keep her out of this, Bentaan.”
“No, I will not. Shaliah’s last words to me were to promise her to make sure you carried on living, and I’m damn well going to make sure that is what you will do.”
Alzaar looked all set to pounce on the other man, and Sapphyre edged away slowly. The air was so thick with tension, breathing was once again difficult, as the two men circled each other hands down, her presence almost forgotten it seemed.
“I said to stop talking, second.”
“No, this conservation is long overdue.” Bentaan threw her a glance and smiled, and Alzaar, too, looked across at her.
Gooseflesh broke out over her exposed skin at the intensity of those stares, and she clasped her arms to stop her hands from shaking.
“Please, stop. I don’t want you two fighting,” she whispered.
Bentaan smirked and some of the tension left the room.
“It’s good of you to want to protect the commander’s ass, Sapphyre. I’d beat the old man hands down, that’s for sure.”
Alzaar swung his fist and punched Bentaan in the gut in answer to that statement, and Sapphyre gasped at the dull thud that seemed too loud in the quiet room.
Bentaan grunted and blocked the next punch aimed at his face, and before Sapphyre could do anything at all, the two of them were locked in an all-out brawl. Fists flew and bones crunched as either man gave as good as they got in a display of testosterone-filled one-upmanship that would have done any cave man proud. Sapphyre groaned. It seemed men the galaxy over were the same. After several minutes of this, she’d had enough. She noticed the refreshment station and having asked for two jugs of ice water, she proceeded to chuck them over the fighting duo in one fell swoop. Water and ice cubes went flying, but it had the desired effect, as they stopped and glared at her. Their identical bewildered expressions were too much, and Sapphyre burst into laughter.
“What the fuck was that for?” Bentaan asked, and Sapphyre shrugged her shoulders, and followed the trails of water as it rendered both men’s tunics transparent. The fabric clung to their muscular torsos, which were liberally covered in dark chest hair, and she clenched her thighs to relieve the instant ache in her clit. Seriously those two were like walking, talking, Viagra to her system. It was insane.
“Well, if you will act like rabid dogs, I’ll treat you like it,” she said and immediately took a step back when they both straightened and growled low in their throats. She put her hands up to stay them off, as they slowly advanced on her, and she backed away until the wall stopped her. Maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea to tweak the metaphorical tiger’s tail. She sure felt like their prey right now, and her body responded to their dominance with embarrassingly obvious results.
Her breasts grew heavy and her nipples puckered under their heated gazes. Bentaan groaned and adjusted himself under his tunic, and Alzaar’s blue eyes darkened until they were almost black. A rush of moisture coated her pussy lips, and Alzaar’s nostrils flared as though he could smell her need for him, for both of them. Bentaan stepped closer still, but Alzaar hung back, and simply stood watching her. By the time Bentaan placed either hand on the wall next to her head, effectively crowding her against the cool metal, she was so aroused, her juices coated the tops of her thighs, and they hadn’t even touched her.
Lord help her if they ever did. She would combust on the spot, for sure.
“You are comparing us to dogs, woman?”
Bentaan growled the words into her ear and she shut her eyes as the vibrations of his deep tenor trembled through her body.
“If the shoe fits.” How she managed to get the words out of her parched throat she would never know, and a shiver went down her spine when she heard the click, as Bentaan’s fangs descended. Warm puffs of air slid across her neck, as he ran the tips of his incisors along her skin with just enough force to leave marks. Sapphyre’s hands clenched in the wet fabric of his clothes and she gasped when he ground the hard ridge of his erection into her lower belly.
“If you were mine, my sweet little human, you’d be over my knee, and I’d be spanking your luscious behind until it was hot and red, for that insolence. And then I’d fuck you like the rabid dog you likened me to.”
That thought really shouldn’t turn her on.
Alzaar’s low growl made her open her eyes. He had stepped closer to see what Bentaan was doing. Fangs fully extended, he watched the two of them with such a look of hunger on his face, Sapphyre was again reminded of a huge predator ready to devour her. Her gaze dropped to his groin and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the enormous erection he was sporting. Bentaan felt long, hard, and thick against her belly, but Alzaar looked even bigger, and Sapphyre forgot to breathe altogether, until Alzaar spoke.
“She isn’t yours, however, second, so stop manhandling her.”
He grasped her chin with enough force to leave bruises and the harsh kiss that followed was more of a punishment than a token of affection, but Sapphyre leapt up the passion behind it. She kissed him back with all of the emotion she was capable of and Bentaan ground his cock into her belly, and then pulled away with another curse.
Instantly Alzaar filled her vision, and everything inside her just bowed in submission at the intense heat in his gaze. He ran his hands up her neck and tilted it until his mark was exposed and his fangs ran out with an audible click. Sapphyre had a second’s warning before he bit down and sucked hard, while kicking her legs apart with his foot. Sapphyre screamed as white hot arousal surged through her veins, and another pair of hands settled on her breasts. With an audible rip the fabric of her dress tore until she stood naked. With Alzaar’s incisors lodged in her neck and, and his hands now pinning her arms high above her head, she had nowhere to go.
Bentaan grasped her hips and before she could fully comprehend his intention he lifted her up until she was impaled on Alzaar’s dick.
As wet as she was the move hurt, as her body struggled to open up to him. Alzaar swore and released her wrists as he grabbed her ass cheeks and lifted her off his cock a little to give her room to adjust. She grasped hold of his broad shoulders to steady herself, and then heat flared up in her butt, as Bentaan delivered a series of hard openhanded swats to her ass.
“Fuck, yes.” Alzaar staggered a little as the swats impaled her further on his cock, and his biceps tightened as his fingers dug into her outer thighs to keep her up.
“Does. This. Convince. You. That. We. Want. You?” Bentaan’s hot breath settled between her shoulder blades as he wrapped his free hand in her hair, and yanked her head back to make her look at him. His amber eyes glowed and fangs fully extended he punctuated every growled word with another stinging swat to her ass. Heat traveled up from her sore butt, and her internal walls clenched around Alzaar’s cock lodged deep inside her core. Her clit rubbed against his shaft with every move sent spirals of need through her body, and she tightened her thighs around his hips and rocked against him.
“Fuck, Taan, hurry up, this is killing me. She’s so damn close.”
A sharp bite to her lower back hurt and brought her arousal down a notch and Bentaan yanked her hair hard one last time before releasing it. Her scalp stung with the force and then his hot mouth soothed the sting of his earlier bite away, and she shut her eyes against the sensation of his tongue licking a path across her butt. Cool air hit her crack when he pulled her ass cheeks apart and then licked up and down her cleft and her little puckered hole. He tunneled his tongue inside that dark place, and Alzaar held her still, while Bentaan prepared her for what she knew was coming.
She let her head fall onto Alzaar’s shoulder and ran her hands up his head until she could hold onto his horns. Instantly he grew bigger still inside and the pulsing off his dick almost made her come on the spot.
“Don’t you fucking dare, pet.” Alzaar’s strained demand focused her attention on him and she moaned.
“Please, please, I need…oh…God, please do something. I need to come.
Bentaan withdrew his tongue and smacked her ass one last time, and then the hot, broad tip of his cock pushed against her nether hole.
“What do you need?” he asked, his voice hoarse with emotion. “This?” He pushed into her slowly and fire coursed through her veins and tissues stretched and protested, yet he kept on the steady thrust into her, until his balls hit her ass, and Sapphyre was so full she could barely breathe. A strange sound filled the room, and it took her a moment to realize it came from her, as both men took it in turns to kiss her and murmured sweet nothings.
“Shhh, it’s okay. We won’t move until you’re ready, pet.”
“She’s so fucking tight, Zaar. Don’t fucking move or I’ll lose my shit right now.”
There was such desperation in Bentaan’s voice that Sapphyre had to giggle, as the burning pain subsided and pleasure took its place.
“You think this is funny, my sweet?” Bentaan asked, and pulled out of her ass only to thrust back in with so much force that Alzaar staggered.