Marianne's Abduction (9 page)

Did he just call me love?

They
told her to stand on the cushions, and then they tied her spread eagle,
securing the ends of the rope on her wrists to the beams in the ceiling of the
deck, and the ends on her ankles to the table and chair legs. Then they walked
around her, just looking.

Marianne
cried out in frustration. “Come on. Not fair.”

“Who
said we were fair?” asked Vaughn, his grin full of wicked humor.

The
candlelight cast a soft glow on their features, giving them an even more
chiseled look than usual. She was so wet and ready for them it was ridiculous.
When the first swat with the brush landed on her ass, she yelped. Her skin was
still tender from last night, and she’d sort of forgotten about that part. They
alternated strikes on her ass cheeks and pussy with the
brush,
and within moments Marianne groaned with a deep need. The pain and pleasure
mixed together as they had last night until she couldn’t tell where one ended and
the other began.

Her
pussy was soaked, and she knew if they merely touched her clit she’d come
again. When they began caressing her body with their fingers and their tongues
in between swats, she begged them to fuck her. But they only chuckled, and increased
their torture by gently sucking her nipples and clit now, as well.

Her
orgasm was powerful, and the contractions went on and on. She wanted their
dicks inside her in the worst way now.

“Marianne,
you are the most seductive woman on any planet,” said Vaughn, brushing his
hands across her abdomen from behind.

River
stood in front of her and pulled on his cock. “I can’t get enough of you. This
is the most erotic thing I’ve ever done.”

“Me,
too,” she whispered.

“I
think we should keep her tied up like this for hours.”

“If
only we could fuck her while she’s standing up,” said Vaughn.

River
nuzzled her neck. “Well, we can, but I don’t want to hurt her.”

Her
eyes opened wide. “How would you do it?”

“Now
we have her attention,” said River.

Both
men chuckled, and then they untied her and checked her wrists and ankles for
abrasions from the rope, but there were none. They’d been very careful. “Okay,”
said Vaughn. “This will require you trusting us completely. Do you?”

She
stared into his eyes, and her heart gave an odd lurch. “Yes,” she whispered. “I
do trust you both.”

“Good
girl.” Vaughn put on a condom and covered it in oil, and then he told her to
bend over the table. She did, and then moaned loudly as he gently inserted two
slick fingers into her asshole, gently stretching the walls. “Are you sure
you’re not too sore from last night, love?”

“No.
I’m okay.” She melted inside. She’d do anything for these two
right
now.
Anything
.
Just to hear that tone in their voices and hear
them call her “love” or other endearments. How could this be real?

“Now
stand up and come over here.” She did, and followed Vaughn to the wall. He
pulled the chair over and sat in it. They faced her away from Vaughn, and
carefully guided her down so Vaughn could slide his cock into her ass. “Oh,” he
said.
“Right there.
That’s fabulous. Now hold onto
River’s shoulders, wrap your legs around him, and just let us do the work,
okay?”

“Okay.”

He
stood slowly, holding her under the ass, while River hung onto her bent legs.
When both men were standing, Marianne was well-supported by their arms, and
once again marveled at their strength. River slipped his dick into her pussy,
and she cried out at the fullness.

They
didn’t move for a moment, letting her get used to it, and once they began to
thrust she didn’t know how they’d hold her upright, but they did. The result
was the most erotic sensation they’d given her yet.

She
was sandwiched between their hard bodies, unable to do anything except cling to
River as both men fucked her. Each thrust massaged her clit, and she came again
within seconds. Her hair was damp; she started panting now, and still they kept
it up. She’d never felt anything like this, and didn’t want it to end.

When
River asked to change places, Marianne was sure they’d drop her or hurt themselves,
but they didn’t. Vaughn removed his condom and River donned one, and then they
each kissed her deeply before resuming the same position with her between them.

The
waves of pleasure washed over her as another climax drew near. And this time
when she came, they each did, too. Tears streamed down her face. What a
beautiful thing to share with these two. She’d never been this sated or happy,
and that realization sent fresh tears spilling over her lids.

Their
bodies were covered in sweat by the time the guys finally helped her stand, and
she almost fell because her legs were so wobbly. River picked her up and
carried her into the quarters, and she sighed out loud. How could he do that
after fucking her so hard and for such a long time?

They
laid her on her bed, and then they curled up next to her, River in front and
Vaughn behind her. Each man kissed her on the neck, the hair, and the back, and
told her over and over how much they’d enjoyed that.

She
couldn’t speak. All she could do was make soft noises, murmuring her agreement.
She drifted off to sleep with the sexy, soft sounds of their voices in her ear.

Chapter
Nine

The
next two weeks went by in a blur for Marianne. She was lost in a sea of
sensations every evening and sometimes during the day, as the guys found
inventive ways to have sex. By the end of her third week on Addo, they’d made
love to her in every room, including the kitchen. The more they touched her,
the more she wanted them.

Thane,
Rune, Jakara, and Callie spent a lot of time in the quarters. The men worked
while Marianne and Callie sat out on the deck and talked. One warm afternoon,
and even though Marianne had sworn she’d never touch alcohol again, she finally
agreed to share a pitcher of what passed for margaritas on this planet with
Callie.

She
and Callie talked about earning their degrees, and about their life before the
invasions. Then Marianne finally told her about Jacob.

“Do
you still think about him?”

Marianne
poured herself another drink. “Not like I used to. And I feel horribly guilty
about that.”

Callie
nodded. “Don’t you think, though, that he’d want you to be happy?”

“I
know he would.”

“My
family was taken about six months before I was. Just recently, Jakara was
finally able to find out what happened to my father. He’d been sent to the
mines here on Addo, but he died, too. My sisters and mother were killed in
riots the day Jakara brought me here. Vaughn and River told you that, right?”

“Yes.
I’m so sorry.”

“You
know, of all the things I thought would eventually kill the people I love, it
sure wasn’t anything like this. The day of the invasions, I watched the news
and didn’t believe it. It was too surreal. I told myself it couldn’t be
happening, you know?”

“I
know exactly what you mean. I was at work, and we were all glued to our
computer screens. Then we heard loud booming noises outside, and the
electricity went out. Everyone screamed, including the guys. I thought I’d pee
my pants. I tried to call Jacob, but the cell service was gone.
Just like that.”

“And
now here we are. We survived.”

“Yes,
we did. And we have useful work once again.”

“And
men to love.” Callie raised her glass. “Unless I’m mistaken about that look on
your face when you mention them, that is.”

Marianne
flushed. “The word has crossed my mind in connection with them.”

“Do
they know?”

“Oh hell no.”

“Why not?”
Callie asked quietly. “I knew I
was in love with Jakara before his former Section Chief and so-called best
friend came to the house, broke in, and dragged me away. But I didn’t tell him.
You know, all that time when I was in a cage in their spacecraft, and then when
I was in the
holding cells,
that’s
what I kept thinking about. That was my biggest
regret. That I might never see him again, and he wouldn’t know I loved him.”

“I
said it first to Jacob, and he hesitated. I’ll never forget that.” Even now,
the pain and confusion of that moment came crashing back. “We hadn’t been
dating long.
Less than a month.
And he wasn’t sure
about anything long term. It took him six more months to say the words.”

Callie
drained her glass. “Well Earth men
are idiots, that’s
why.”

Marianne
laughed and drained her glass, too. If she got another headache, Vaughn’s magic
water would fix her right up. She poured another drink for them both, and
raised her glass.
“To the alien men!”

Callie
clinked
her glass against Marianne’s. “Hear! Hear!
To the alien men and their enormous dicks!”

“Oh
stars.” River’s voice nearly made Marianne choke on her drink. “They’re drunk.”

All
five men stood in the doorway, watching Marianne and Callie.

“Only
a little,” said Callie, batting her eyelashes at Jakara.

“How
do you know we
all
have enormous
dicks?” he asked.

“Duh,”
said Marianne. “We’ve been comparing notes here.”

Behind
River, Vaughn, and Jakara, Thane and Rune laughed so hard Marianne thought they
were going to stop breathing. Vaughn and River gave her smoldering looks, and
it was all she could do to stay in her chair.

The
entire group made dinner, and they ate outside on the deck and talked into the
night. Marianne learned that Thane and Rune were forty-one and forty-three,
respectively, and it sounded like they’d had the same kind of lonely life
Vaughn and River had led.

She
watched how they looked at Jakara whenever he touched Callie, or when she
glanced up into his eyes, and caught the longing on their faces. Not for her.
For the relationship the two had. They looked at her interactions with Vaughn
and River the same way, and Marianne realized how many tender gestures the two
men showed her now. It had been so insidious the past two weeks that she hadn’t
noticed until seeing it through someone else’s eyes.

Vaughn
and River looked at her with affection, a sense of ownership, and … dare she
think it?
Love.
Yes. It was love. She knew the look.
Because once Jacob had realized he loved her, he’d told her all the time, and
when he wasn’t saying it he was showing it through his
actions,
and with that same look on his face.

Marianne
excused herself to the bathroom so she could collect her thoughts. She sat on
the closed toilet seat lid and rested her chin in her hands. How was this
possible? Did women really fall in love with two men? Did two big, strong,
alpha men really fall in love with the same woman? Had they discussed this?
Were they okay with it? How in the hell did something like this work? Should
she tell them how she felt?
Should she wait until they said
something first?

“Jacob,”
she whispered. “I wish I could have saved you.” But if she had, she never would
have met Vaughn and River. Was this fate? Or had circumstances completely
beyond her control taken over and brought her here? If she’d been in Germany
with Jacob when he was taken, she’d have been taken, too, and sent to the Zoo
or the holding cells. She wouldn’t have been able to stay with him.

And
if they’d managed not to be taken, they’d be hiding in a cave or something
right now, waiting for the madness on Earth to be over. But it never would be.
Not unless the Tyranns could be stopped before the only people left on the
planet were the ones hiding underground by now.

She
glanced at the ceiling. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but it’s time to say
goodbye.” He
would
want her happy.
Callie had been right about that. It was time to let go of the past and embrace
her new life. And it was time to tell Vaughn and River that she loved them.

****

Vaughn
had no idea what was different about Marianne after Thane, Rune, Jakara, and
Callie left that night, but he knew something had happened. She asked if they
could shower together, and he certainly wasn’t about to turn her down for that
request. But instead of practically ripping off their clothes and grabbing them
like she usually did now, she slowed down considerably. She was
tender,
touching them as a lover would, washing every square
inch of their bodies including their feet, while they stood under the spray.

She
kissed them tentatively, as if unsure whether she should, and her blue eyes
were dark with intensity and mystery tonight. When they made love in her bed,
taking turns the way they always did now with her, she was no less receptive to
them, and she certainly enjoyed it, but her reactions were more measured.
More peaceful, even.
Finally, he couldn’t take it any
longer.

She’d
had two orgasms, and had left the room to use the bathroom. While she was gone,
he asked River if he noticed something off about her.

“Yes.
What do you think it is? Did something happen that we missed?”

Vaughn
shrugged. “Can’t think what that could be. Do you think she and Callie talked
about something that upset her?”

“I
don’t know. Maybe we should simply ask her?”

Vaughn
nodded, and then Marianne came back into the room. She sat down on the bed
facing them, cross-legged. “If I don’t get this out I never will.”

Vaughn
was concerned because she looked ready to cry, and he had no idea why she was
so nervous.

“I
have something to tell you two, and I have no clue how you’ll react. For all I
know, you’ll kick me out of here tonight.”

“Sweetheart,
we would never do that.”

He
moved to hold her but she held up her hands. “Please. I need to say this.” She
took a deep breath. “I’m … oh God. I can do this. I’m in love with you.
Both of you.
I love you both.”

He
and River exchanged a glance, and then Vaughn pulled her into his arms and held
her so tightly he was afraid he’d hurt her.
“Oh, Marianne.
We love you, too.” He cupped her face. “Don’t you know that?”

Her
mouth opened but nothing came out.

“I
think I’ve loved you since the first day you were here,” said River. “But we
didn’t want to say anything. Jacob … and your aunt and uncle … you needed time.
And none of us knows what will happen.”

Big
tears spilled over her lashes, but a huge smile split her face. Vaughn pulled
her close again, and then he laid her on the bed and kissed her. She cried into
his open mouth, and she was still crying when he released her so River could
climb on top of her and have a turn.

“You’re
okay with this?” she asked.
“With me loving you both?”

“Of
course we are,” said River, licking her neck. “You’re such a silly Earth girl.
Did you think we could live here with you, and make love to you every night,
and
not
fall crazy in love with you?”

She
cried and laughed at the same time, and then they were a tangle of arms and
legs as he and River took turns again sinking their cocks into that velvety
wetness between her legs. It was the only place Vaughn ever wanted to be. He’d
never felt this way, and he knew he never would again. Marianne had been the
only girl for him from the moment he’d first looked into her eyes.

****

River
thought his heart would burst. He could hardly breathe, which made fucking her
a bit difficult. He gazed down into her tear-streaked face, happier than he’d
ever been in his entire life. “I love you,” he whispered. He’d say it every day
if that’s what she wanted to hear.
Every hour, if she needed
that much reassurance.

Sharing
her body and her love with his brother seemed like the most normal thing in the
world. He and Vaughn had shared everything most of their lives. And Marianne
was more woman than any one man could handle, anyway. She was feisty and fun,
and more passionate than he’d ever been able to imagine a woman—from Earth
other otherwise—could possibly be.

When
she came again, he let go and spilled his seed inside her, and then held her
until their breathing returned to normal. That night, he kept her in his arms
long after she’d fallen asleep and Vaughn had slept, woken, and then left the
room to return to his computer. River had slept enough, too, but he didn’t want
to leave her tonight.

There
was nothing more any of them could do, sitting in front of a computer, at this
point. Their plan was in place. Now they needed to execute it. They’d gone over
the details for what felt like a million times.
So much
depended on their moles posing as Tyranns, and those men risked their lives
every single day.
But without them, they had no chance of making this
work.

Marianne
had asked for details, but they hadn’t told her. Not yet. They would have to,
but
tonight
River only wanted to hold her. He wanted
to feel her skin against his, and hear her softly breathe in her sleep. He
inhaled the scent of her hair, and traced the line of her body with one finger,
barely touching her skin so he didn’t disturb her.

If
this failed, they might be killed. She might be captured. So many things could
go wrong. And if even one of them did, they could lose her forever. River
wanted every fiber of his being to memorize her.
Her looks,
her smell, her voice, and the look in her eyes when he was inside her.

He
kissed her hair, and snuggled closer against her warm, lush body. She stirred
in her sleep, woke up for a few seconds, but then her eyelids fluttered and she
went back to sleep. She needed to rest, and he let her, even though his dick
was rock hard again. Tomorrow morning, their plan would begin, so tonight, she
needed as much sleep as possible.

River
had no idea what would happen in the
morning,
or in
the next few days as they put their plan into motion, but he knew that no
matter what did occur, he had tonight. He had this woman in his arms, and he
knew she loved him. And now she finally knew they both loved her, too. The
three of them had that to take with them, no matter where their fates lay.