Dark Empire Book One: Shadows Approach Chapter Three

 

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“You’re very hard, Piras.”

A tremor passed through him. “Yes, my Matara.”

“And wet.” His lubricating juices ran over her fingers asshe worked him.

“Yes, my Matara.”

“I’m pleased. When I decide to use you for my enjoyment, Iwon’t want to be kept waiting.”

“Never, my Matara.”

“If I had to, Kila might strap you for insulting me.”

Piras’ gaze flickered to the grinning Nobek. Hope couldn’tsee a lot of his face, but after five years of clanship, she intuited hisanxious excitement in response to the threat.

“I wouldn’t do that, my Matara.”

“Hmm. It might be good for him to strap you anyway. Your asslooks best a certain shade of red, and there’s nothing wrong in giving you anoccasional reminder of what’s expected.”

His breath had quickened noticeably. “Whatever my Matarathinks best, I’m eager to obey.”

She released his cocks, and he voiced a barely perceptiblewhimper.

“What was that?”

“Nothing, my Matara. I…I mean, I enjoy your touch, and it’sdifficult to not miss it when it’s gone.”

She licked one finger clean of his spicy-sweet juices, theirflavor reminiscent of cinnamon. Kalquorians lubricated in readiness for sex.“Are you sure it isn’t a protest, Piras? An argument?”

He hunched, but he was watching avidly as she continued tolick and suck her fingers. “Never, my Matara. I swear it.”

“I believe you, Piras. Still, the fact I had to question youat all is troubling. Bring me your cock cage.”

He shuddered, but he immediately left the bed and went tothe drawer where their toys were kept. He returned carrying a metal ribbeddevice, which looked like something belonging in a torture chamber.

As terrible as it appeared, he’d assured Hope the onlydiscomfort when wearing it was being denied her touch. She hoped it was true.She enjoyed calling the shots with Piras, but causing him pain, despite hisenjoyment of erotic hurt, wasn’t an activity that did anything for her. Hope’sdislike for dealing such discipline was a funny reaction, considering she tookgreat pleasure from receiving punishment herself.

She could claw Piras, even bite him in the throes ofpassion, but giving spankings and the like were out of her wheelhouse.

Kila and Lokmi weren’t squeamish when it came to wieldingstraps, switches, paddles, or hard, unforgiving palms on shivering buttocks andthighs. What Piras and Hope were incapable of giving to each other, their Nobekand Imdiko more than made up for.

Hope encased Piras’ shafts in their metal traps, cinchingthe straps at the bases of his eager flesh so he couldn’t ejaculate no matterhow excited he became. Meanwhile, Lokmi tugged at her blouse, opening it at thefront and pushing it off her shoulders. Since her hands were engaged inrendering Piras temporarily celibate, the Imdiko left the shirt draped from herelbows and unsnapped her bra. It too fell away, and his hot, demanding handssqueezed her bared breasts. Her breath caught at the hint of pain, and herpanties were abruptly wet.

“Do you like what you see, Piras?” Lokmi teased before histongue traced the whorls of Hope’s ear.

“Our Matara is beautiful, my Imdiko.”

“She is.” He pinched, and Hope jerked at the sizzling hurtjabbing her nipples. She let go of Piras, having secured him in the cage. Hisflesh pressed the metal bars of his prison, and she wondered how it couldn’t bepainful.

“Kiss me,” Lokmi ordered.

As if a switch had been thrown, Hope went from being Piras’mistress to Lokmi’s servant. She turned her head to meet the Imdiko’s lips withher own, her fleeting glance noting Kila was comparing thicknesses of hisvarious straps, readying to punish Piras and perhaps discipline her too.

She moaned, her pussy flexing, as Lokmi’s tongue filled hermouth.

He pushed her blouse and bra off, his kiss demanding. Lokmiwas an Imdiko, a natural caregiver, but he possessed a great number of Dramokcontrol characteristics as well. He was as likely to punish misdeeds as Kila athis most demanding, a prospect both enthralling and daunting for Hope.

He broke the kiss and pushed her onto the bed, putting heron her back. He yanked her pants and panties off, exposing her to the men’savid gazes. He and Kila could be especially intent. So much so, Hope oftenfought the urge to cover herself, though she’d lost count of how many timesthey’d had sex.

She was small in stature, especially compared to herclanmates. Her slight frame, when she wore baggy clothing, had led her to bemisidentified as a boy on occasion. She’d been delighted to escape second looksfrom men when her life had hung on remaining invisible aboard an Eartherbattlecruiser. Safe with her clan, she’d found herself wishing for a curvierphysique.

It hadn’t been an issue in the past, however, and it wasapparently not so at the moment. Lokmi’s arousal jutted the crotch of his blackformsuit, which she glimpsed before he swooped down. His mouth latched on hershaved pussy. Hope’s brief regret fled at his eager attention.

“That looks good,” Kila growled, bending to watch moreclosely. He held an arm-length strap that made up for being short by itsthickness.

Lokmi generously pressed her legs wider to afford the Nobeka better view of his tongue swirling around her clit. Kila rubbed his ownswelling crotch as he indulged his greedy stare on the exciting scene.

He glanced at Piras, whose head still bowed submissively. “Isee tits that need sucking and an ass that needs a beating. Get to it.”

Piras was on his elbows and knees in an instant, putting hisvulnerable ass in the air. His mouth, no less hungry than Lokmi’s, settled onHope’s small but sensitive breast and pulled eagerly. She moaned at the feelingof her lovers feasting on her.

Piras didn’t let up when Kila’s leather slapped his barebottom. He whimpered against Hope’s flesh, but kept sucking and licking herstiff nipple with abandon. He switched between breasts, notes of pain on eachexhale as the strapping went on with no sign of letup. Kila’s smirk was dark ashe watched the Dramok’s ass redden, as Lokmi stabbed his tongue into her pussy,as Piras kissed and lapped in desperate concentration.

Lokmi returned his attention to her clit. He shoved twofingers in her cunt and pumped, finding her hotspot with practiced ease andapplying mind-blowing friction. She jerked in response, nearly knocking Pirasaside for an instant.

“Lie still, girl,” Kila warned, never missing a beat as hecontinued to roast Piras’ ass. “This strap is just as good at blistering yourprecious rump as his.”

Hope clenched handfuls of bed coverings in the effort toobey. However, Lokmi behaved in typical fashion. He goaded her by sucking herclit harder while whipping his tongue over it and rubbing where she was mostsensitive within. She was unable to keep from thrashing, and poor, moaningPiras was forced to pin her.

“Good boy,” Kila praised him, though the strap didn’t letup. Why should it, when it was a reward for their clan leader? “You keep her inplace for her fuck and suck. She’ll get her whipping later.”

Lokmi finally relented to stuff his dripping fingers in herass, stretching her tighter channel. He battened on her pussy, his tonguesweeping in to claim her passion as he finger-fucked her back hole. The slightache of being forced to yield added to her excitement, making his and Piras’seduction more arousing.

Kila had apparently achieved the level of redness he wantedfrom Piras’ ass, because the spanking ceased. The Nobek dangled the strap,leering at Hope. “Keep this in mind, because your pert little ass will matchhis when we’re done.”

Desire surged at the threat, and Hope quivered. Kilachuckled and set the strap on the small table next to the mat.

Lokmi sat up, his touch leaving Hope. She moaned at theemptiness, but quieted as he pulled his uniform open. He stripped with analacrity that had stunned Hope before she’d gotten used to how fast Kalquorianscould move. Now the second it took him between being clothed and naked was asecond too long.

He was the bulkiest of the three men, sheer masculinity inhis carved perfection. His cocks jutted thick and ready. Though Hope knew afterfive years of clanship she could handle what he possessed, he gave her pause ashe readied to fuck her.

She trembled as he gripped her thigh in one calloused hand,holding it up and out, positioning her. He readied his shafts in the otherhand, pressing each to its intended target.

He entered her, not brutally, but with a steadydetermination that reminded her of just how big he was. She uttered a small cryas a delicious ache bloomed in pussy and ass. Knowing how she enjoyed his masteryand the hurt accompanying it, he pressed in until he’d filled her.

He paused, his gaze centered where he’d claimed hersurrender. As he contemplated his strength embedded in her softness, Kila’sheavy palm slapped Piras’ ass.

“Suck her clit while I fuck her mouth. I want to hear herscreaming from orgasm, or the cock cage won’t come off for the rest of thenight.”

Piras scrambled to obey. An instant later, he was tonguingher while Lokmi slowly pumped in and out. She wailed as sensation bombardedher.

“I do love to hear you make noise. You’ll have to workharder at it with my primary shoved down your throat.” Kila crouched over her,his larger shaft tip brushing her lips. “Open up, my Matara.”

She already had, and the throbbing vein on the underside ofhis length was on her tongue as he finished speaking. She rubbed it as he sunkin, not stopping until she coughed against the tickle in her throat.

“Good girl. Suck my cock the way you’re meant to. Such awarm, sweet mouth for me to fuck.”

Kila was a talker during sex. He delivered a constant streamof encouragement, warnings, commentary on what they were doing, promises ofwhat he’d do to her later. It was a monologue of seduction, exciting on itsown.

Her groans and whimpers and coughs punctuated his increasinglybreathy dialogue. He fondled her breasts as he slid between her lips, in timewith Lokmi’s thrusts. Piras continued to suck and lick her engorged clit, andshe edged ever closer to orgasm.

“You want to come for us, don’t you? You’ll come so fuckinghard for your clan. I see you getting ready for it. You can’t hold out muchlonger. Come on, pretty girl, let me hear you scream.”

Seconds later, she did so. Her cunt pulled desperately onLokmi’s primary as it pounded into her. Her cries were garbled as Kila ruttedher mouth, spurting spicy-salty-sweet pre-cum on her tongue. Piras drewsteadily on her clit, feeding the frenzy of violent climax, which seemed tohave no end.

Her spasms heightened when she felt telltale pulses ofLokmi’s seed filling her. He grunted, holding her buttocks in a bruising gripas his cocks jolted inside her.

“Yeah, you love fucking and sucking our cocks, getting shotfull of our cum. If I shot down your throat, you’d swallow every drop and begfor more. Not this time, pretty girl. All my cum is for your ass tonight.”

She shuddered in reaction to his dark whispers, to Pirasextending the convulsions of her pleasure, to Lokmi’s slowing lunges. Imdiko andNobek pulled free at the same instant, leaving her gasping and writhing underPiras’ avid attention.

Kila slapped his rear hard. “Excellent job on her clit, boy.Get out of the way while I deal properly with her hot ass.”

Piras reluctantly rolled off the bed, then stood beside it,wetness shining on his chin. Kila shoved Hope onto her belly. She glanced tonote Lokmi had rolled to the far edge of the mat, his half-erect cocks stilltwitching as he panted.

“Put it in the air, girl. I promised you a spanking, didn’tI? After, you can fuck me in gratitude. Where’s my strap, Piras?” Kila’s roughhands were arranging her to his liking. Hope shuddered to hear she’d receivethe thick strap too, though she didn’t dare resist.

“Here, my Nobek.”

“You’re being a well-behaved boy tonight, Piras. I’ll allowyou play with her clit while I deal with her ass.”

“Thank you.” Eager fingers dove in her wetness and beganrubbing. Hope cried out as a fresh surge of heat walloped her sex.

“There we go. We’ll make her yell, won’t we?”

The strap cracked against Hope’s buttocks, sending a stripeof stinging heat across them. She’d been propped on her elbows, but shecollapsed as searing pain delivered a bolt of pure ecstasy to her sex. Shewailed into the covers.

“That’s my girl, my very good girl.”

Another splash of agony-ecstasy. Hope jerked under the fierytorment. The movement sent her rubbing harder against Piras’ fingers, and shejerked.

“Look at you dance. You’re beautiful, my Matara. Let’s keepit going.”

She poured gasps and moans as the spanking and Piras’caresses continued. Soon her ass was a fiery hell, but it was secondarycompared to the rapture filling her womanhood.

“Look at your pussy drip. You’re so wet for my strap. Mygirl likes it when she’s disciplined. Especially when it gets intense.”

The rhythmic slaps of leather on flesh ended. Was it over?Would he fuck her now? Hope was sure his first stroke would set off orgasm. Shewas so close.

There was a slap, but not on her smarting ass. Her sexblazed in an abrupt inferno, and she screamed as it flexed.

“Pussy’s turn for a spanking. Hold still, naughty pussy.”Kila gripped her hip to keep her in place and his palm swatted her cunt again.

She came, shrieking in equal parts pain and elation as Pirastugged on her clit and Kila slapped her most vulnerable flesh. After the fifthswat, he stopped.

“That’s my girl.” He knelt behind her, his thighs holdinghers open.

She sobbed, overcome, as his primary burrowed. It slid in, aslow invasion of her overwrought flesh. He pressed in until his smaller shaftentered her pussy. She quaked, on the verge once more.

“Fuck me now. Go on and get on those cocks.”

There was no use begging for a respite. Shuddering, Hopepushed back slowly, impaling herself on the thick lengths. Pressure built. Hergaze skittered to Piras’ face, visible where his hair parted. His gaze was avidon where he continued to massage her clit, lips wet and parted in excitement.

“Get on them, girl. All the way on.” Merciless Kila swattedher ass.

Hope shoved onto him. His cock rubbed her internal hotspot,and she detonated.

Through the roar in her ears, the maddening commands wererelentless. “Keep it going, girl. Fuck me. Fuck me hard, and don’t stop.”

She rocked despite her pussy’s constant seizures, knowing Kila’spenalties were to be avoided at all costs. The spanking had been his version ofgentle play. His actual punishments were a level of erotic suffering that gaveeven Piras pause.

She fucked as if her life depended on it, though she wantedto collapse and give her poor cunt and ass a rest. She didn’t let up even whena revived Lokmi ordered Piras to take off the cock cage and kneel in front ofher. Piras obeyed, offering no resistance when their Imdiko tied his wristsbehind his back.

“Stay absolutely still,” Lokmi growled at him. “If you somuch as twitch, Kila’s beating will feel like love taps and the cage goes backon.”

“Get your mouth on our good boy, girl,” Kila said. “Suck himoff while you’re fucking me. When he comes, swallow it. He’s been kind to bringyou to orgasm so often. It’s his turn.”

She supported her weight on shaking arms to reach Piras’primary. Forward, enclosing the livid length in her mouth, Piras’ delicioussweet-spiciness dancing over her tongue while her ass and pussy released mostof Kila’s cocks. Backward, sucking the twitching shaft clean of its slicknessand shuddering as she filled with the Nobek again, tormenting herself asincredible friction warned she’d come soon.

“Suck it down. Fuck me. Faster. Harder.” Kila was ruthless.“Do it. Make us come.”

Piras’ shaft jerked a warning, spurting pre-cum on hertongue. She swallowed it and as much of his cock as she could, trying to gethim off before she lost her senses. Kila too. She slammed against him despitethe anguish of her spanked ass. If she came first, she might be too exhaustedto finish them. Such a scenario was unthinkable.

Kila’s exhortations ended, replaced by rhythmic grunts. Hewas nearly there. Piras shuddered violently. When Hope looked up at his face,she saw how it tensed, how his jaw clenched. He was close, but she was too, andthe jolts of passion were growing stronger. She wouldn’t be able to hold outmuch longer.

Kila groaned, and his hands tightened painfully on Hope’ships. His cocks jerked inside her. He was coming at last. The evidence of hispassion lit hers, and as the first surge swept over her, she latched ontoPiras, taking him down so she gagged on his cock.

He shouted. A flood of ecstatic heat filled Hope’s mouth.She swallowed the copious spend and cried out at each surge of climax clenchingher pussy on Kila’s throbbing shaft. She heard Lokmi laugh and applaud as wavesof bliss broke over her.

 

An unseen, unblinking gaze watched the four aliens from thecorner of the room, shadowed by a shelf overhead. The entity, a minisculeportion of the All, regarded the scene with no emotion known to human orKalquorian. What it felt was unimportant anyway. It had its task. Separatedfrom the All, its judgments were meaningless.

The four drew apart, but only slightly and temporarily. Theytwined limbs as they curled together on the platform where they’d engaged infrantic activity. The smallest was kept in the center, and the other threefocused on her. They vocalized.

“Let’s celebrate our return to civilization every day.”

“I vote for every hour.”

Loud bursts of noise from their gaping, wet mouths. Thelittle one spoke next.

“I’m not sure my twat can take it every hour.”

“Every other hour?”

“Dream on.”

“Kila, is there any leshella left?”

The entity twitched, absorbing the language, comparing it towhat it had gathered from the creature it had rode to board the lifelessvessel. It hadn’t had long to extract knowledge from its mount’s brain, so muchof what was said was incomprehensible.

It needed a mount. It regarded the four. It was plain theywere too familiar to serve its purpose. Differences in behavior would be notedeasily. It would have to find a loner.

Wait and seek better prey. None of these are leaderparticles. Wait.

The voice had spoken. Distance could break the connection,but the All’s range was vast.

The entity mused the All’s order, seizing on the term“leader particles.” The enemy was of separation. True separation, nottemporary. If the small offshoot had been capable, it would have sneered indisgust. Independently formed beings were tolerated by the Other, and the Otherwas an abomination.

While the four entities were absorbed in each other, theoffshoot flitted to the door on its multiple legs. The door didn’t open, but itwas of no concern. The offshoot faded into its home dimension and passedthrough the door like air.

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A new planet. A newenemy. Is the end coming for the Kalquorian Empire?

In the aftermath ofthe Kalquorian civil war and the defeat of the Bi’is invasion fleet, the empirehas enjoyed peace. A new Earth has been born. A Kalquorian leads the GalacticCouncil of Planets. An era of harmony seems assured.

However, new dangersarrive on the horizon. Governor Stacy Nichols finds herself at odds withpowerful opponents who want Earth II to return to the old ways that led to thedemise of their original planet. They’ll do anything to stop her, especiallywhen they discover her newfound romance with Clan Rihep of Kalquor.

After five years and aterrifying encounter with an unknown entity, Clan Piras is finally leavingtheir spy duties in Bi’is space. Now they must face enemies closer to home: thefamilies of those they sacrificed while on a secret mission during theKalquorian civil war.

A new threat to theexistence of Kalquor and the entire Galactic Council of Planets arrives in themidst of these challenges, a dark menace unlike anything faced before. Oneyoung, inexperienced spyship ensign is all that stands between the galaxy andutter destruction. Can he warn the empire in time…or is it already too late?

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