“There you are,” he whispered, more to himself than the unconscious female.
His vision immediately switched to infrared as he silently strode and knelt by the motionless woman. He couldn’t see her features clearly, but the wave of heat that radiated from her body screamed to Braydok that she was possibly in her final stage of the Conversion.
He cursed fiercely before leaning over her body, and gently gathered her in his arms as he stood.
Braydok staggered back when her limp body was suddenly a fury of nails, teeth and well-placed punches and kicks. He nearly dropped her when a knee tried to crush his well-hung balls into pint-sized raisins.
“Fuck, will you stop? I’m here to save your ass!” Braydok squeezed his little hellion in a tighter grip that had her gasping for air. He gently shook her until her pummelling fists and deadly knees waivered.
“You-you’re here to save me?” Mackenzie’s eyes filled with disbelief and a large dose of mistrust. She still held her body stiff in the bountiful ripple of muscle that was beginning to feel too good for the dire situation.
Braydok nodded his head before he realised she couldn’t see his response.
“Yes, we haven’t much time. My name is Braydok, and as cliché as it sounds, the clock is ticking and we need to haul ass out of this cell and back to the retrieval sight. I don’t want to be on this slave ship longer than I have to be. And trust me, neither do you, Sheeala.”
Whoa, now why would I use that endearment? Braydok frowned, shaking his head, and decided to let it go for now. He didn’t have time to ponder the reasons. Saying it just felt right.
Confused, Mackenzie shook her head, frustrated that she couldn’t see a damn thing, let alone the man who held her naked body against his chiselled hardness. Was it possible that he was here for her? Did she dare trust this stranger?
“You need to put me down. I can walk.” She trembled in the embrace. Her heart picked up a beat and her lower belly felt hot and achy. She swiftly inhaled when the slick wetness between her legs gently flowed from her exposed pussy.
“Now,” she squirmed and slapped the stranger’s brawny shoulder.
The musky, sweet scent of arousal invaded Braydok’s acute senses, causing him to emanate a low growl from his chest. His arms automatically tightened around the naked bundle, taking pleasure in her soft curves and arousing scent. Unable to stop, he lowered his head and rubbed his nose against the top of her head, marvelling at how soft her thick hair felt against his skin.
Images of her writhing beneath him, surrounded by Setti and Keene as they, too, stroked her silky limbs and snug, wet slit made him moan softly. His cock hardened and poked her belly, before she stopped her squirming and froze in his arms.
He sighed, knowing this wasn’t the time to explore the female in his arms. It was just that her scent ignited a burning inside his chest and anchored in his thickening cock and churning balls.
“I’m not here to hurt you, little one.” He released her gently to the floor and kept a steady hand on her shaking limbs.
Her arousal perfumed the air between them, despite her quick step away from his touch.
“But, like I said, we haven’t much time and I need to cover your eyes before we leave this cell.”
“Wait. Why do have to cover my eyes, and why should I trust you? For all I know, you could be one of the people who kidnapped me, then saved me from a gruesome death, only to torture me with this void. I don’t know where I am, who took me, or why I’m still alive, considering where I was a few hours ago, a few days. Hell, for all know, I could have been gone for weeks and not known it. And here you stand, telling me to trust you to get me out of this cell.” Mackenzie’s chest heaved from the loquacious ramble that had her heart pounding against her ribs.
She grabbed her head, overwhelmed, and tried to grasp some sense in this sick nightmare. She couldn’t. Nothing made sense and it was giving her a low, throbbing ache in the back of her skull.
She backed away and wrapped her arms around her chest.
“I can’t go anywhere with you. I mean, I’m naked and, well, you know.” She helplessly shrugged her shoulders hating how lame and unsure she sounded.
Lordy, deliver me from my misplaced modesty. Really? I care about standing naked in a cell, with no light, flushing hot and cold, trembling with arousal for a man I haven’t seen yet and wondering every minute where my daughter is and if she’s alive. Fuck, I’m messed up!
She didn’t know how long her silent tirade rambled. The gentle stroke of fingers against her jawline startled her. The touch was light, sending trails of heady pleasure through her body that jolted her out of the nasty headspace that swallowed her whole with uncertainty.
The heat in her face and along her body deepened.
“I’ve never been afraid of the dark, until now,” she confessed softly, baffled at the sudden needed to share that tidbit. It was true, though. She loved the peace that darkness brought, but now, for her it only brought terrible memories, awful things that haunted her. She feared.
“I’m sorry, Sheeala. Truly, I wish this never happened to you, and to the others, but you need to trust me for a bit longer. Then we will explain everything to you, I promise.” he said urgently, with a hint of remorse in his rough voice.
She growled, leaned her body to the side and lowered herself to an elbow before burying shaky fingers between the dripping folds of her pussy.
“Yes, yes,” she murmured, hissing as her fingers parted the fleshy lips of her slit, and slipped in two fingers, burying them to the hilt in a single thrust.
She cried out and bucked against the pleasure that arched an orgasm. Panting, she pumped her fingers, whimpering as more heat built inside her body, pooling between her legs and forcing more anguish-filled cries to fill the room.
“God,” she exclaimed, “what is wrong with me?”
Tears gathered in her eyes as she slipped another finger inside her body, needing more, wincing from the sharp pain of her nails digging into the tender muscles of her inner channel. She whimpered and placed her head on the silken sheets, grasping the material in a tight fist with her other hand. With her head tilted to the side, her eyes found the alluring sight of a man crawling toward her.
Eyes pleading, she brokenly whispered, “Help me.”
Setti’s heart frantically pounded in his chest from the sight and scent of the beautiful woman whose eyes begged him to fuck her.
“I will, Sheeala, I’ll give what your body needs,” he answered, beads of sweat covering his brow.
His cock swelled harder, straining against his breeches, causing him to growl from the pleasure-pain that trapped his dick.
He dragged his eyes away and found them staring at the buried fingers thrusting into her raw, wet folds. Creamy juices coated her knuckles and the scent of her heat had him growling louder. His entire body shook as he huskily panted, “Help me.” He barely was able to glance at his lovers before crawling between Mackenzie’s legs.
The motion of the bed shaking from the added weight of Braydok and Keene had Setti lowering to his elbows and lying on his belly. His cock fiercely ached and he couldn’t help rubbing it against the sheets. Setti gritted his teeth and hissed from the pleasure of it. He snarled and narrowed his eyes, admonishing his pleasure and focused on the frenzied fingers that were pumping into the wet core.
An ache in his chest had him gently but firmly easing Mackenzie’s buried fingers from the tender folds. His touch caused their woman to cry out and snarl at him. He ignored her when he felt Keene and Braydok on either side of them.
“Roll her over gently,” he commanded and eased away, watching as his lovers did as he asked.
“Please,” Mackenzie cried, shaking from the burning need and painful ache that her fingers caused to her pussy.
“Shh, Sheeala, we have you. We’ll make it better, baby,” Braydok crooned gently, placing soft kisses on her collarbone while holding down her wrist to keep her from hurting herself further.
Mackenzie’s breath hitched in her throat from the sensation of warm, soft lips touching her skin. Recognizing the accented voice through her hazed vision, she moaned when another pair kissed the underside of her right breast before licking the sensitive swell as her other hand anchored to the bed in a firm grip.
She gasped and turned to find Keene’s soulful blue eyes watching her as his plush lips roamed with exquisite care over her breast.
Trembling, Mackenzie panted and watched in stunned silence when he flicked her taut nipple with the tip of his tongue that lanced incredible pleasure to the area, surging outward to every fibre in her body. She arched her back and moaned. “Yes, Keene give me more, I need more.”
Dazed, heart pounding in her chest, Mackenzie felt strong, powerful hands cup her ass cheeks before the prickle of whiskers caressing her inner thighs made her muscles clench and quiver. She loudly groaned when the hot breath fanned against her open slit, forcing her hips to thrust upward.
“Oh god,” she panted.
A hot, wet tongue took one long lick from the crease of her ass to the turgid point of her hard, aching clit. She screamed, shaking her head and clenched her fists as her body arched and an orgasm ripped through her. She screamed a second time when two mouths suckled on her sensitive, hard nipples pulling another orgasm from her core. Her hips bucked, grinding her swollen folds against the lapping tongue that made every cell in her body explode. She writhed and begged the three men.
“Yes, more, I need more. Fuck me,” she screeched before clenching her teeth and losing all control of her body and her pleasure.
She was on fire and needed to feel a cock pound into her pussy.
“Raise her legs,” Setti commanded as he eased away and pulled to his knees.
Swiftly, he unbuttoned his breeches as he watched Braydok and Keene lift Mackenzie’s knees and pulled them higher, spreading her wider for him. He lowered his pants to his upper thighs and growled deep in his chest when his cock slapped against his belly, smearing dripping pre-cum over the surface.
He grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed, sending electrical currents throughout his body. His balls shook as more pre-cum slid from the slit and rolled down his ten-inch length.
Setti inched forward, gripping his dick, and spared a glance at his two lovers who watched with avid, lust-filled eyes. He trembled when his eyes looked away from their hot gazes and focused on the creamy opening, red and swollen, quivering with obvious need. Without another thought, he brought his heavily flared tip and pushed his cockhead into her tight opening.
Gritting his teeth from the exquisite hold of her pussy, Setti slowly slid his thick, hard cock into the tight, wet sheath that convulsed around his dick.
“So perfect, so hot, ours for the taking,” he murmured harshly, his voice rough with passion, dark with need.