Milked by her Alien Master (5 page)

“Yes, I
see you have finally chosen.” That dark stare landed on me. He was taller than
Getterus and his shoulders wider. He didn’t move. But watched me in a way that
sized me up as if I were naked and spread before him.

“Our mate
was worth waiting for.” Meaning dripped from Nerrita’s words as she circled
around the foot of the bed. Strength exuded from her.

“You
should have brought her to the assembly.” Vorreka crossed his arms and raised a
brow. “As a diplomat, you must remain aware of how you are perceived. It is a slight
to society that you ignored them. You must bring her tonight.”

“She chose
not to attend.” Nerrita stopped circling and stood at the foot of the bed,
blocking Vorreka’s view of me.

Getterus
slid past an unmoving Vorreka and into the room. The man’s black eyes slipped
away from me and found Getterus. A slash of black highlighted Getterus’s
cheeks. Vorreka blinked and his gaze tripped down Getterus’s body and his
cheeks answered with a dark flush of their own. He murmured in a soft but
utterly virile tone, “Listen well, Gita.”

Gita. It
must be some form of nickname, but my master flushed further at the name and
his mouth curved slightly.

Vorreka
stepped toward Getterus, putting his body near enough their legs brushed
against one another. My master wore the same style pants and also remained
shirtless. His back faced me and the play of his muscles told of emotion rolling
through him.

Nerrita
had frozen like a statue but her gaze remained on the two men.

Vorreka
reached out and caressed Getterus’s cheek. My master made a soft sound and
rubbed his face into Vorreka’s palm. The larger man’s harshly cut features
softened and his mouth parted. He looked as if he’d lean forward, but he
didn’t. He spoke quietly—the low murmur no less forceful for its softness.

“You
searched a long time for the perfect mates. I know you chose well. No mate of
yours could ever want to leave you. She will not. Your loving nature and
strength to protect and provide make you a sensitive male any female would
fight to keep. I’d long known a concubine, once in your care, would never
leave. Do not fear it. That you do fear it at all means she will sense this
nature in you and love you for it. You must bring her and allow the others to
meet her. Perhaps it was best that she did not attend the first assembly. The
breeding hits the aggressive males hardest.”

He stopped
for a moment and from my position, I saw his thumb slide into Getterus’s mouth.
Getterus licked out, his black tongue flickering for a moment. I couldn’t
breathe as the desire and passion filled the room. Getterus’s shoulders rolled
and his body shuddered.

“But those
males will have taken partners to bed.” The tightness in Vorreka’s words spoke
of thinly leashed lust. It made my core pulse in sympathy. He licked his lips.
“The rutting would have gone all night and most will likely remain in bed until
the breeding cycle is done. Your new mate’s first night should go easier,
without those men who’d try their best to approach a concubine for her next
breeding.”

“My
concubine and my husband are mine, Sir Vorreka.” Nerrita stepped to Getterus’s
side and slid a hand around his waist. “Getterus chose me.”

“He did.”
Vorreka let his hand drop and he stepped backward. “And I allowed him to do
so.”

“Vorr,”
Getterus chided.

“Bring
her,” Vorreka commanded. He turned, and the huge, solid rod of his cock stood
out from his pants. He was so large and he’s stood so near Getterus, that cloth
covered cock must have rubbed against my master.

The man
left and for a moment, nobody moved. Then, Getterus made a soft whimper.

“Come,
love. Let me help you. I know how his forcefulness affects you during your
season. But you did not bow to it. You were strong.” She stroked down his arm
with a light brush along his skin.

A large
shudder rocked Getterus. He turned toward the bed and his chest moved in
powerful lunges as he took in air. Dark purple streaked across his chest and
over his cheeks. His mouth had the same hue and he licked it. His eyes were
glassy and his nipples tight and small. His cock was just as hard as Vorreka’s
had been.

Nerrita
yanked on the waist of his pants and they fell away, leaving him bare and the
dark purple head of his cock pointed straight at me. He shivered.

“I will
purify you. And then I will give you what you need.” Nerrita spoke harshly. Not
in a way that held accusal. No, I felt command from her. She took control of us
at that moment.

“Winna,
help him onto the bed. Then kneel at his hips.”

“Yes,
mistress.” In no time at all, I’d accepted her as my mistress, the woman who would
take care of me and tell me what to do, yes, but also to appreciate me.

She gave
me a glance of approval and the sick feeling in my gut over what had just
happened, something I didn’t understand and had scared me, melted.

Getterus
stretched on the bed with a groan. His large cock lay thick and monstrous on
his belly.

“Lick his
cock. Suck him while I prepare him.”

I gulped.

Getterus
moaned and his hips rose from the bed. His cock nudged against my chin. His
eyes glittered as he licked his lips again. I leaned over him and for the
moment, forced myself to hold his gaze. I licked out and flickered my tongue
along the side of his shaft.

He made a
choking sound and slammed his eyes shut.

Freed from
that mental hold, I turned my attention fully onto that cock that had given me
such pleasure before. I wanted to please him and I wanted to help him as he so
clearly needed me.

The large
thick cock lay against his belly. It appeared much as a human male’s—virgin
before yesterday or not, I’d seen the anatomy before. Except my master’s shaft
had that rich purple hue that matched the color of rest of his body except the
base. But as his eager cock proudly stood, the color shifted and grew subtly
darker as it rose toward the tip. The helmet was filled with blood and dark
purple, nearly black. The veins along the sides bulged and pulsed. A pearl of
white semen gathered on the tip of his cock and dripped down to his belly.

I darted
forward and licked that small puddle. Getterus’s stomach muscles contracted and
he made a small sound. A hand threaded into my hair. He didn’t push me even
though his other hand clutched the covers on the bed in a tight fist. His taste
dissolved on my tongue and I groaned as my mouth flooded. He was delicious.
Unbelievably so. I couldn’t get enough.

Gripping
him at the base—my fingers unable to reach around him—I hungrily brought him to
my mouth and suckled the slit at the head of his shaft. His taste was like the
cleanest, clearest water with that hint of minerals that gave it richness. Like
the purest and best of nature slid over my tongue. As if I tasted Earth itself,
new, young, and primal.

He was too
large to fit easily into my mouth, but the urge to cram him into me made me
desperate. Opening wide, I suctioned the plump, hot head and swirled my tongue.
My watering mouth lubricated him along with his slick pre-come. Making small
rocking motions and caressing my head, he made desperate sounds but didn’t
force himself into my mouth. Even in his full-blown need, he took care of me
and allowed me to give to him.

“Here,
love. Spread your legs,” Nerrita crooned.

For a
moment, I though she meant me and I widened my stance. My ass rose in the air
and my pussy lips parted, allowing some of the heat building there to cool.

But she
knelt between Getterus’s legs as he spread them. With a cloth, she wiped
between his legs and his thighs shook.

“Please,”
he muttered.

“I’ll give
you what you need. Don’t I always?” Nerrita drew the cloth deeper into the V of
his legs and ran her other hand up his thigh until she cupped his large balls.
They were larger than my fist. Whatever she did along the crease of his ass
made him gasp. The hand with the cloth turned and shoved. Then she withdrew it
and threw it to the floor.

“Give me
access to that lovely hole, Gita. Come, Love, hold yourself open. Spread
yourself.” Nerrita’s commands came rough and throaty.

Getterus
squirmed and his cock bobbed against my chin. Pushing me back gently so he
could bring his leg up between us, he let go of my hair and I missed the weight
of his hand on me, but his excitement trembled from him and into me. Sliding
his hands down, he opened his legs further and gripped the globes of his ass.
He was spread wide. His feet rested onto the bed near his ass and his thighs
collapsed to the side.

“I need
you, mistress,” he pleaded. That the large, masculine male had given power to
his mate in such a way turned me on to an unbelievable edge. My breasts ached
and my milk let down.

“That’s
it, let go, Gita,” Nerrita crooned. She bent her head between his legs and with
her gaze on his face, she licked out. She tickled her tongue between the globes
of his ass and Getterus let out a shout.

“Yes,
please. Oh, yes. More,” he babbled.

His cock
bobbed as he shuddered and cream streamed from the tip. I licked my lips and
bent to that monstrous but delicious cock. I licked the semen pooling again on
his belly and he shivered with a groan. His babbling grew more frantic. “So
good. This is so good.”

I opened
wide and let the head of his cock nudge into my mouth. Unable to take more than
that, I slid my open mouth down his shaft while pressing my tongue against his
darkening flesh. Two women were licking him in the most intimate ways and it
left him spread wide and gasping.

Nerrita
shoved her face further into his ass and made slurping sounds. That mouth on my
pussy had been wondrous. She knew how to fuck with that sensuous organ and she
did that to my master. He loved it, if the trembling in his thighs and the
wiggling of his hips said anything. I kept up my attentions to his shaft,
licking and nibbling up the sides until I got to the tip again and I lapped up
more of the come leaking from him.

He gasped
with distress and I glanced back across his groin. Nerrita had sat back and she
stared up his body at Getterus who shoved his hips up as if seeking something
to fuck.

“Keep
yourself open, love,” Nerrita crooned.

His hands
had gripped his ass so hard that his fingers indented his flesh and left pale divots
around the pads of his fingers. Nerrita reached a hand between his legs and he
gave another of those pleading shouts.

Her wrist
turned and she pumped her hand back and forth. She’d slid a finger into his ass
and he started rocking his hips and keening. “That’s it. Ah yes, that’s it.”

I stared
at his gorgeous face. The flush on his cheeks had gone completely black and his
eyes were nearly shut. His lips were open and his expression, pained. The taste
of his semen coated my mouth and I wiggled, my cunt hot and swollen.

“Ride him,
Winna, and watch me fuck him. Face me, love.”

My eyes
widened at her words. But I scrambled to straddle his stomach above his cock. I
slid until the head of his cock nudged at my soaking wet cunt. Nerrita leaned
forward as her hand pumped into Getterus.

“Don’t worry,
I purified him first.” I didn’t understand what she meant until she licked my pussy
and I joined Getterus in the keening.

The two of
us were at her mercy and she loved it. Her eyes glittered and her smile was
full of passion and control.

“Work
yourself onto him.”

I tried. I
shifted my hips down as his cock stretched my channel. To get the right angle,
I had to lean back onto my arms. Getterus was so big, I had trouble reaching
the bed. But I finally managed the awkwardness and the wiggling had spread my
cream around his cockhead. He slipped a bit more inside but still wasn’t fully
seated. I burned as much as I ached to take all of him. Slowly, I pressed,
enjoyed the painful force of that huge rod as I impaled myself on it.

Nerrita
leaned in again and licked at my opening where I pulled wide. Her tongue flickered
over my pussy lips and Getterus’s cock where it entered me. Her saliva eased my
way. Working my hips and gasping with the exquisite agony, I shoved and bucked
until I took him in.

“Shhh.
That’s good. That’s perfect,” Nerrita spoke against my clit. I stared down at
her gorgeous lustrous black hair as she gave my pleasure her all. Her hand
still worked into Getterus and as I stared in utter lust, she slid her thumb
into him to join her fingers. She’d managed to put her entire hand into him and
then slowly pulled out and twisted before pushing back in.

Getterus
grunted and his hips rotated. His cock flexed inside me and I gasped,
overloaded with sensation. My milk streamed down from my tits, trickling down
my belly and onto Nerrita’s hand. She fucked him with her saliva and my milk.

My
milk
!

I
tightened. The tension of my orgasm brought a full-body shudder. Bliss erupted
from my core and I let go, pumping up and down on Getterus as Nerrita started
to earnestly shove in and out of him. He groaned and jerked forcefully into me.
His seed shot out, filling me with heat and another orgasm ripped over me.