Dark Empire Four: Revelations - Chapter Four, Scene Five

 

  With only three days until Revelations comes out, it's time to heat things WAY up. No mere "Tuesday Tease" today. Tell everyone it's alone time, grab the beverage of your choice, snuggle in, and join Blythe and Clan Deram in this lengthy scene of decadent pleasure.
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Alpha Space Station

Blythe’s eyelids fluttered. Her thoughts were far fromBrowning Copeland, from keeping secrets from the men she’d begun to fear shewas falling in love with, from anything but those very men and what they weredoing to her.

She lay on the bed, or sleeping mat, as the Kalquorianscalled it. They were once again in a rented room. Selt had put in for her banon the private living level to be lifted, and they were waiting for the stationmaster’s decision.

Meanwhile, she was surrounded by Clan Deram. On either sideof her lay Selt and lovely Hadlez, a pair of delicious walls hemming her in.They were engaged in rubbing her breasts. Between her spread legs was Deram,his stunning features hovering over her wet sex.

The Dramok watched her face as he stroked the path betweenher pussy lips. She gasped at the exquisite sensation but managed to holdstill, as she’d been ordered to.

I can, as long as he doesn’t touch my—

Deram’s calloused fingertip caressed the tip of her clit.She squeaked, and her hips gave a small, involuntary jerk.

Maybe it had been too slight a movement for him to punishher. Or maybe he was in a generous mood. In any event, he chuckled rather thanreprimanded her.

“Too much? Gentler contact then.”

His lips surrounded her clit, sending warmth through her.His tongue, almost as abrading as his finger, swirled around the tiny shaft.She moaned as she melted. Her hips twitched, and he rested his forearm on herlower abdomen, holding her down as he continued to taste.

“Close your eyes,” Hadlez whispered.

She did so. Feeling became her world as Deram continued toswirl his tongue around her clit, as his clanmates massaged her breasts andplucked her nipples. Yearning built high, leaving her gasping.

Deram pushed a finger in her greedy sex, sliding deep,rubbing where sensation doubled the excitement of his mouth on her. Anindescribable yearning filled her, psychological and physical. He strokedslowly, lingeringly, and her pussy clutched his finger, begging for more. Whathe held back in speed, he made up for in accuracy, pressing on that specialspot inside, his tongue teasing her clit free of its hood.

Blythe stopped breathing, her body straining, a millimeterfrom crescendo. So close…

Then Deram pressed her hotspot harder. His tongue lapped,applying demanding pressure. Blythe detonated. Surges of purest pleasuredemolished her, and she screamed as electric shocks sizzled up and down herspine.

She was nowhere near done when he and the others turned herover, setting her on hands and knees. The Dramok’s strong hands held her hipshigh. The next instant, his primary shoved in her womanhood, stretching herengorged flesh, forcing her to yield to the thick intruder.

Incredible ecstasy overwhelmed the instant of achingdiscomfort. He drove deep, his secondary rubbing her clit as he had her,setting off a fresh round of violent pulses.

Her fists twisted the covers. Hadlez and Selt resumedplaying with her breasts. She was aware of their intent gazes, of them watchingas she gasped her release. Over it all was the steady slapping of Deram’s fleshon hers, of his iron cock plumbing her depths again and again.

When her moans grew throatier, warning of renewed orgasm, heslowed. He withdrew so only the tapered tip of him remained in her spasmingwarmth. She strained to shove onto him, to claim the sweet bliss once more.

“In a moment,” he murmured, patting her ass. More thanpatting. It was a firm, stinging reminder of who was in charge.

Only when impending climax had retreated did he move. Heplunged deep, his rhythm quick. Blythe panted, desperate whimpers punctuatingeach thrust, but she held still for him.

“Good girl,” he praised, and her heart warmed to hear hisapproval. “You may come for me now.”

His fingers slid over her mound and found her swollen clit.Her cries rang through the room as he fondled her to completion.

He rutted her hard, extending her rapture. At last, havingmade sure of her gratification, he released. He groaned as his cock jerked,emptying his passion in her depths.

Often, whoever had fucked her would roll them onto the mat,curling her into his warmth as she drifted in the soft pleasure of post-orgasm.However, Deram was the first of her lovers to claim her that night. Despitelooking forward to Selt’s and Hadlez’s attentions, Blythe whimpered a protestwhen Deram pulled free, leaving her empty.

“Greedy girl,” Selt chuckled, his cocks sticking straightfrom his well-muscled frame. “Don’t worry. Hadlez will make you sing a new songfor us.”

“Thank you, my Nobek.” The beauty of the trio was delightedto not have to wait for his turn.

He picked her up and set her on her feet next to the bed.His careful grasp of Blythe’s dainty wrist said he knew how careful he had tobe. “The smallest of restraints are still almost too big for you.”

She shivered as he drew the soft cuff tight while carefullyavoiding affecting her circulation. The clan’s Imdiko, Hadlez was the gentlestof the trio. It didn’t mean he wasn’t dominating, nor that he wouldn’t spankher soundly if she misbehaved. Perhaps he wasn’t as controlling as Deram or asdemanding as Selt, but his was an alpha personality nonetheless.

A thread of anxiety ran through her as he cuffed her otherwrist and secured it to its mate behind her back. Far from quelling the arousalthat had no off switch in Clan Deram’s presence, her nervousness fed it.

Hadlez’s warm palms rubbed her shoulders. “Is it okay? Nostrain?”

“It’s okay.” Because she couldn’t help herself, she tuggedat the restraints. Naturally, they held. She was helpless against Hadlez andhis clanmates, should they decide to join in. Vulnerable to them using her bodyin any way they wished.

Her pussy, still warm from the orgasms Deram had woken,clenched. She enjoyed her inability to defend herself from these men…probablybecause they’d never harmed her. They only gave her what they’d learned shefound exciting. Even the carnal acts she wasn’t entirely comfortable with.

Especially the carnal acts that made heruncomfortable.

She licked her lips and peered up at Hadlez. His smile wasslight and gaze piercing, as if he could read her thoughts. “Nowhere to go.Mine for the taking.”

His arm circled her as he spoke. Despite the potentiallyfrightening words he’d spoken, his embrace comforted her. He felt warm andsafe, a shelter able to survive any storm. As if discerning the ramblings ofher mind, he set his fingers under her chin, lifting her lips to his for akiss. Her insides tumbled at his gentleness, so at odds with the cuffs hereminded her she wore by gripping her imprisoned wrists in his huge hand. Sheswayed closer to him.

Hadlez’s kiss deepened, became forceful. Even as she openedto his tongue sweeping in her mouth, her arms twisted, seeking escape.

There was none.

He finished, leaving her lips feeling swollen and bruised.He stepped back…such an intense, scary stare for such a gorgeous creation…andeyed her. His demeanor gave the impression of a man inspecting his property.Blythe wanted to bristle at the attitude. Instead, she trembled in eagerness toearn his approval.

His demanding gaze went to her chest. She was small up top,as befitted her slight frame, but she never failed to wish for a moreimpressive bust. It rarely mattered the men often told her how much theyenjoyed her breasts.

What she lacked in size, she made up for in sensitivity.Hadlez cupped her breast, and she went up on her toes as the contact sizzledstraight to her clit. He chuckled and stroked both, his expression pleased. Histhumbs orbited her areolas. She quivered in reaction as he coaxed her nipplesto tighten, then gasped when he tugged on them. Her pussy echoed the pleasureof his touch.

He bent, and she inhaled sharply when he sucked the entiretyof her breast into his maw. His tongue circled her nipple, then flicked ituntil she came up on her toes again. He held her prisoner for his attentions,his hands gripping her upper arms. Wetness slid to her inner thighs.

He released her, sucking hard all the way. His mouthrendered a slight pop as he released her. He inspected her reddenedmound and distended nipple, satisfaction giving him a gloating expression.

He swung his long hair forward, and Blythe noticed a coupleof glittering objects clipped to the black curtain. He removed one, a metalclothespin-looking device tipped by white-cushioned ends.

Had it been on Blythe’s mind to protest, she wouldn’t havehad time. Hadlez clamped her nipple faster than her eyes could follow hismovements.

She felt the barest pinching pressure. Nothing to worryover, but experience with Clan Deram had taught her the reprieve was temporary.

“Breathe, sweetling,” Hadlez admonished mildly. “It’s easierif you breathe nice and steady.”

He tightened a screw on the clamp. He was slow and careful,watching her face as he did so. When the pressure sent a sliver of pain wherethe clamp trapped her nipple, she whimpered.

“Keep breathing.”

Fortunately, the hurt was diminishing. Her nipple pulsed.Hadlez brushed a fingertip over it, and sensation walloped her, from breast andclit equally. She groaned and thrust her chest forward.

“Good girl. Now for the other.”

The second brought the sting of tears. Hadlez murmuredencouragement until arousal made her pussy ache. Her inner thighs weredefinitely wet now.

His fingers combed through her shoulder-length hair, thenreturned to her scalp. He gripped her strands and pulled her head back so shehad no choice but to stare in his cat-pupiled eyes.

There was a pulling on her breast clamp, and Blythe criedout at the stab of anguish. She jerked at the cuffs holding her prisonerinstinctively. At the same instant, her feet shifted to widen her legs.Helplessness crashed over her. Her pussy throbbed unrepentant, eager to befilled by her captor.

“That’s it. Offer yourself to me.” Another tug. Anotherheady rush of pain. When her mouth opened to express the intoxicating swirl ofhurt and bliss, he kissed her deeply. Her entire body heated.

He took a clamp off. They hadn’t been on long enough toaffect her circulation much, but her nipple clamored complaint anyway. Blythepanted until she remembered to breathe through the pain.

No sooner had the throbbing become manageable when Hadlezreached for the second clamp. Blythe couldn’t help but attempt to twist away.He had hold of her hair, however, so she barely budged. He chuffed laughter ashe removed the clamp.

She danced on her toes a couple of steps as torment bloomed.She barely noticed Hadlez lifting her onto the bed and laying her on itssurface.

He unbuckled the cuffs from each other. The rented room hadbeen chosen for its selection of places where one could be restrained. Clamps,chains, and cords studded the bed’s headboard, footboard, and walls.

Hadlez secured the cuffs to the headboard’s cords, spreadingher arms wide. The pose flattened what scant chest she had, but her fiercelypink nipples jutted toward the ceiling.

He located a strap attached to the boards framing the matand stretched it over her torso, just beneath her breasts. He went to theopposite side and found another strap. He adjusted their lengths and buckledthem together. His fingers ran beneath them, checking them for tightness. “Deepbreath.”

She obeyed.

“Good.” He caressed her nipples, and she tried to arch atthe incredible intensity of sensation. The strap kept her from doing so. Hadlezgrinned and plucked, then pinched the fuchsia peaks until she squirmed andsquealed.

Deep chuckles from the corners reminded her Deram and Seltwere there. Despite her undercover prostitution gig on Dantovon and herprevious activities with the clan, she hadn’t quite gotten used to beingwatched while having sex. It was among those uncomfortable situations herpsyche somehow deemed erotic.

Hadlez cuffed her ankles as he had her wrists and spread herwide, binding her to the corners of the footboard chains. They offeredglassy-clinking comments on her straining against them. She felt dizzy.

Hadlez stroked her pussy mound, then lower to her slit. Heatflared from his touch. When she moaned and rocked to prolong the contact, hedrew his fingers away.

She hissed in frustration. He laughed at her.

He leaned over her, his lips closing on her lower lip. Helicked it gently, then moved down to kiss her chin, her throat, between herbreasts. His fingers, wet from her excitement, circled her nipple. He licked itclean, then sucked. The pulling of his mouth set her pussy throbbing. Then hebit the livid tip, carefully but hard enough to hurt. Lust stabbed her cunt.

He kissed his way to her other nipple and did the same. Shewrithed as her sex pulsed. She wanted him to touch her there. She wanted him inher.

Thank heavens, he granted her wish. His fingertips minutelyexplored her folds, as if he hadn’t been intimately acquainted with themseveral times already. Her clit, already distended, tightened in anticipation.He swirled around it, teasing. Her body whispered soft sounds on the linens asshe writhed.

He pushed two fingers in her. Slid outward slowly. Pushedagain. He searched for where it felt best, applying friction. She groaned, herhips tilting in welcome.

A third finger. Deram, who was much thicker than Hadlez’sfingers, had fucked her, but her passage was swollen in desire. It clenched onthe invaders, greedy for their girth, feeling how full they made her. Sheuttered a low wail.

“Right there.” Hadlez rubbed ruthlessly, lighting her like afirecracker. Her head tossed from side to side as orgasm considered her butdecided to wait.

A low hum sounded. She thought it was an effect of herrising arousal but learned otherwise when his fingers slipped free andsomething thicker penetrated her. Mild vibrations filled her, applyingdelicious pressure. He stroked in and out a few times before seating it insideand leaving it there.

He returned to her nipples. As he sucked one hard enough tocreate dimples in his cheeks, he plucked the other. A riot of sensations warredfor her attention: the relentless vibrations of the toy in her cunt, the wetpleasure of his lips and tongue, the darts of hurt from his fingers. Breathycries flowed from Blythe as aching yearning overtook her.

She trembled from head to toe as he drifted lower. His palmsrubbed the length of her shins and calves, their warmth somehow sending chillsdown her spine. He stroked her thighs, then licked the inner flesh as hediscovered her wetness there. Long, leisurely laps from his rough tonguedrifted near where she wanted him to taste most. Her trembles turned to quakesas he neared clamoring flesh.

He increased the vibrator’s strength and used it to fuckher, slow and steady. Her pussy convulsed on it, desperate to claim climax. Ithovered beyond reach, a brutal tease. Her legs strained to close, but shecouldn’t move them. She tugged at her arms. No give. No escape. No way to makehim let her come.

“Please,” she moaned between clenched teeth.

“Hush.” His gaze centered on where the toy moved, on hereager pussy as he played with her.

His tone was absolute. She belonged to him to enjoy as hepleased. If she pushed, he might deny her what she needed so desperately.

It seemed an eternity as her body fought for release thatwouldn’t come. Hadlez kept her suspended on the edge, his beautiful faceinscrutable as she suffered for him.

When he eased the vibrator from her frantic flesh, shecouldn’t keep a despairing cry leashed. He swatted her pussy to punish her. Thesting was enthralling, as was the ache of the vibrator pressing in her ass andtraveling deep. She was a hairsbreadth from orgasm, molten heat billowingthrough her. She gasped and jerked in her bonds, but she couldn’t grasprapture.

Hadlez eased the vibrator in her ass and pumped as he hadher pussy. She was quite aware of the brutal pressure there, but her attentionriveted on his mouth hovering near her sex. His breath was balmy warmth. Itseemed her clit strained for contact. She swore she felt it drawing on thesurrounding flesh.

Hadlez’s tongue peeked out. Its tip tapped her clit,granting the slightest pressure. Blythe groaned. She was so damned close.Another tap. Her guts twisted tight. Another tap. She arched.

He pulled the vibrator free and tossed it aside. Hadlezsuddenly loomed, crouching over her as he guided his thick, gleaming cocks toher. Yes, yes, yes, yes—

He took her in a single thrust. Blythe’s insides knotted onefinal time, then exploded. Ecstasy poured through her. Spasms shook her fromhead to toe.

Hadlez rode her brutally. The continuous pounding set heroff again before the first climax ended. She was lost under an avalanche ofraw, violent ecstasy, buffeting from every angle.

Her surroundings returned, matching the pace of her pussysettling in softer spasms. Hadlez moaned softly, his cocks jolting in herstill-clenching passages. They sighed in a chorus as their bodies relaxed.

Selt appeared next to them, water bottles in his hands. AsHadlez sat up, Deram unlocked Blythe’s cuffs from the cords and chains. Hissupernatural Kalquorian speed meant he did so in a couple of seconds.

Selt cuddled Blythe on his lap. He held the bottle he’dbrought for her, appearing indulgently amused as she gulped. Her mind driftedlazily as she did so, still wasted by the aftereffects of intense pleasure.Selt felt warm and safe despite his erections, which pressed against her hip.She should probably be concerned about what they’d soon be doing, but her brainfloated on a sea of satisfaction.

She should have known better.

Selt tossed the empty bottle away. Gripping her securely tohis muscled torso, he reached between her legs and stroked her clit. Only asmall part of her registered his fingertip felt…odd. The rest of her focused onthe profound contact. She tightened everywhere, relaxation banished in aninstant. Her breath caught.

“Hmm. You have energy left for me? Maybe this will beoverkill then.”

His finger vibrated. Blythe jerked, but he held her still ashe rubbed, the fingertip vibrating pad waking what had been a satisfied pussy.She stared at him as she squirmed helplessly in his grip.

“Much like you, it’s small but powerful. Do you like it?”

Her desperate writhing made the biting arousal worse sincehe kept contact and she inadvertently rubbed on it. Her hands slammed hischest, but she might as well as tried to move a mountain.

The cloudiness of her mind was that of excitement ratherthan gratification. Selt drove her crazy when he withdrew contact, crazier whenhe resumed just as she caught her breath. Her heels beat the bed as she kicked.

He chuckled, continuing the cruel cycle of intense pleasureand terrible abandonment. “What’s wrong, lovely? Can’t take what you want?Whereas I can, whenever it suits me…and not a second before.”

She squalled and increased her struggles to escape, thenattempted to force orgasm to claim her by rubbing frantically when he pressedthe vibrator to her clit. Her arms and legs were free, but she couldn’t defendherself from him. His hold on her was laughably casual. His gaze was intense,swallowing hers.

She was his, a mere plaything if he wished her to be. Herinability to work her will in any direction on the man short-circuited hermind. She panted, her ability to speak draining away.

He pressed on her clit, increasing the delicious achecycling her upward. His thumb pushed inside her, penetrating her. He thrust,his vibrating finger drawing circles around her clit. At each invasion, herpussy clenched on him, betraying her eagerness for his possession. He rubbed,the trembling vibrations demanding her surrender.

A spasm swamped her, then a blast of sheer elation racedthrough her body. She wailed at every breath, when each thundering wave boreher under. Through it all was the vision of purple eyes watching, the feelingof him stroking inside and out.

She groaned as the orgasm ebbed. She couldn’t have mounted adefense if her life had depended on it.

“So beautiful,” Selt sighed, peeling the vibe pad from hisfinger. He ran his palms over her chest and plucked her nipples. When shegasped at the flare of interest she’d been sure had been sated, he caught hermouth and kissed her deeply. A warm glow told her that though she wassatisfied, Clan Deram knew how to wake her again and again.

Selt pinched her nipples, and she wriggled as the hurtstampeded to her clit, becoming heated delight along the way. He licked a rosypeak, then his teeth seized it carefully. Her pussy convulsed at the brightshard of hurt, then once more when he did it to the other. Pain was the same aspleasure by now.

“You do like it rough, don’t you?” Selt kissed herdemandingly, as if he’d bruise her lips. She felt herself devoured. He pinchedher swollen nipples as he plundered. A demanding ache announced itself betweenher legs.

When would she ever get enough of these men? Was itpossible?

He moved down to suck her breasts. They tingled at the forceof how he drew on them. She moaned when he nipped clamoring flesh. Each stingwas erotic, waking lust and searing her brain clean of thought. Every inch ofher throbbed in tandem with her quickened pulse. It never failed to shock herhow eager his brutish attentions made her for him.

“Such a good girl,” he murmured. “No demands, my lovely?”

Only that you don’t stop. “Whatever you want,” waswhat she said.

Selt grinned. “What I want covers a lot of ground.”

She knew, and a part of her regretted saying it. A verysmall part, which was overwhelmed when two of his fingers plunged deep in herpussy.

He pounded her, and she caught fire. She arched into hisstrength as excitement rose. He’d found the special spot inside…of course hehad, these incredible Kalquorian fuckers always did…and the friction wasdriving her straight to ecstasy.

Before she could claim it, he stopped. He pulled out topinch her labia lips, adding delicious hurt to enhance her helplessenthrallment. She kicked the bed and gripped the muscles connecting his neckand shoulders as if she’d rip them off.

His fingers dove in. She arched as best as his iron gripallowed, squalling as climax heaved toward the precipice. He stopped.

He spanked her pussy. She wailed, but her thighs offered noattempt to shield her from the sharp blows. In fact, she spread her legs towelcome the attention. The pain was nonexistent. It was only rapture sheexperienced, intensity rather than hurt.

“Just as I want you,” the Nobek growled.

He abruptly rose, taking her with him and flipping her tocrouch on elbows and knees. He was slick and hot and demanding at herentrances. She mewled in desperate hunger, pushing onto him.

“That’s it.” He gripped her hair, his other hand clamped onher hip. “Get on those cocks, girl.”

She worked to do so, her pussy and ass spreading to yield tohis hunger. She needed him to fuck her more than anything she’d needed before.It was his thicker, longer primary she struggled to enclose in her ass, and shegrunted at the effort. He was slick, which helped, but he was so big.

“Slow, little lovely. Don’t hurt yourself. Rock your hips totake a little more in each time.”

She obeyed, though she wanted all of him there and then. Asmall mote of sanity prevailed, reminding her an injury would end the fun on adecidedly bad note.

Bit by frustrating bit, she absorbed him, her tight holestretching as his tapered length increased in girth. At last, she was impaledon him, both shafts filling ass and pussy. She was gorged on cocks,uncomfortably so. At the same instant, she was incredibly excited. Histhicknesses pressed hard where she was most sensitive.

Fully embedded, he used his handful of her hair to press herface on her forearms. His implacable control increased the thrills chasingthrough her. He held her prisoner as he eased free, then slipped back in.Blythe’s tension retreated a touch as the ache receded. Selt continued toslowly, carefully fuck her until tight muscles fully yielded. Bliss suffusedher, and she moaned.

“Good girl,” the Nobek muttered. He eased back, then tookher. Their flesh clapped forcefully together. Exquisite rapture rocketedthrough her, and she yipped.

Gripping her hair and hip, raising her ass slightly, hepounded into her. Her whole body lit at the primitive way he rutted, an animalclaiming his mate. Her nether parts clenched him, demanding. It rendered thefriction more electrifying, and elation began to bloom.

Pleasure flung wide, engulfing her. Her pussy flexed onSelt’s secondary. He shoved deep, yanking her onto himself at every thrust. Shescreamed as a second, bigger orgasm blasted her to the heavens, vaguely awareof him jerking within, his seed jetting in her.

He stayed there after she returned to her senses, until hercunt quit rippling around him. He pulled free carefully. Then she wassurrounded by the trio, who cuddled her on their entwined legs. She was givenwater while her body was rubbed all over, soothing her. She glowed until sheremembered she had a reason not to. Then the lovemaking began anew, allowingher to lose herself in the pureness of lust for a little while longer.

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Blythe Nelson is certain Clan Deram is keepingsomething from her. The clan of spies finds it difficult to stay a step aheadof the wily reporter who’s winning their hearts. What they don’t know is Blythehas a secret of her own. New love can’t survive without trust, and neither sideis ready when the truth comes out.

Dramok Ospar, determined to return to the politicalstage, strikes up a deal with Royal Councilman Oiteil. Unaware he’s dealingwith a Dark entity controlling Oiteil, he finds himself fighting for his honor,his relationship with his clan…and his life.

The Kalquorian Empire, already struggling against theDarks infiltrating its highest offices, suffers a new blow when it’s revealedit’s keeping a prisoner from the war against the first Earth: Holy LeaderBrowning Copeland. The schism between Kalquor and its allies grows deeper,setting the empire against the rest of the galaxy.

As chaos descends on rioting Earther colonies, theGalactic Council of Planets, and Kalquor, a desperate group of humans andKalquorians race to stop the force behind the turmoil: the Darks. Can theyloosen the grip on their worlds the enemy seeks to tighten, or is all lost?

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