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  His voice husky with emotion, Tranis asked, "How long will she be unconscious?"

  Degorsk sounded as moved. "Only a few minutes. The sedative gas is mild and Lidon's trap contained a small amount."

  "Let's prepare our new Matara."

  The men removed the heavy dress only to find a lighter, airier sheath beneath it. "Too many damned clothes," Lidon growled.

  "Not anymore." They tugged the second dress free too, then the bra and panties. At last she lay exposed to them.

  She was rounder than many of the women they'd captured, much more to Tranis' tastes than her skinnier counterparts. He couldn't resist touching her softness, letting his dark brown hands sink gently into the malleable flesh of her thighs, belly and breasts. His clanmates also caressed her, their eyes drinking in her white unspoiled skin, her round young breasts, and the furry vee of her sex. The men's spicy arousal scent rose all around them. The agreeable ache in Tranis' groin made him eager for her to wake so they could start her on her new path in life.

  Cassidy whimpered, moving beneath their grasping hands, and her eyes fluttered. Tranis' body thrummed with new tension as she regained consciousness.

  * * * *

  Cassidy had just become aware of hands on her naked body when sharp pain stabbed into her neck. She cried out, pushing against the warm body bent over hers.

  "Easy," someone said. "I told you I'd catch you, my pet."

  She knew that deep voice, and her eyes flew open as the Kalquorian's fangs withdrew and he sat up. The biter was Lidon's companion who wore his waist-long hair in a braid, and he sat on the edge of the bed next to her. Lidon himself and their other companion, the one Cassidy had watched pleasuring himself in this very room, stood by the bed. Their hands roamed her naked body. Her breath caught to be touched, and her guts flexed in reaction.

  A strange languor took hold of her limbs, making it difficult to resist. She cried out and tried to shove them away, struggling against them. They easily thwarted her efforts, pressing her back down on her back and pinning her ankles and hands. After a few moments of writhing to no avail, Cassidy's heavy body fell still. She panted from fading fear and exertion, her eyes wide as she looked at her captors.

  "Hello, Cassidy," the biggest Kalquorian said. She shivered at his deep voice, at the way his purple cat's eyes looked at her. "My name is Tranis. I've been looking forward to meeting you."

  Surprise and euphoria collaborated to calm the last of her weak struggles. She stared at Tranis. Wow, he was even more handsome up close. Her insides flexed again.

  "You know my name. Oh that's right; I told Lidon," she said, feeling the warmth of his hands on her shoulders. She thought of how nice they would feel on her breasts. Arousal added to the intoxicant coursing through her veins.

  No, no, no. She was supposed to resist.

  But I feel so floaty and nice. And they're bigger than me. How am I supposed to fight such large, strong men? Just look at those muscles. She lay very quiet now, waiting to see what they'd do next.

  "We know a great deal about you."

  Lidon, who held her wrists pinned to either side of her head added, "We're ready to learn more." The heat in his stare made her nether regions clench harder than ever. She moaned, making him smile.

  The third man who held her ankles spoke up. "I'm Degorsk." Despite the strength in his hands, his grip on her was gentle. The kindness on his face was at odds with him holding her nude body down. Although, tell the truth and shame the devil, being pinned beneath the three men was nice. Cassidy didn't feel they were being cruel at all.

  Some small part of her muddled brain whispered she shouldn't be doing this, lying naked in front of men. She'd go to Hell for such sin. "Where are my clothes?"

  Degorsk answered with a gentle smile that warmed her all the way to her toes. "Don't worry. We'll join you in your nakedness." He glanced at her companions. "She's intoxicated enough to let loose."

  They released her and began peeling away their black formsuits. She lay still as if hypnotized, watching as each superbly muscled torso came into view. Her sinful flesh flexed at the sight of bulging arms, chiseled chests and carved abs. "It's a sin," she croaked automatically, barely registering her own words.

  "According to your faith, it's not wrong if you're married," Tranis reassured her as he yanked his boots off. "You're our Matara now, which is the same as being our wife. My clan claims you."

  He stripped away the lower part of his formsuit, and his glorious twin set of penises came into view between his thickly muscled thighs. "I don't understand," Cassidy mumbled, unable to tear her eyes from the amazing sight. "How can we be married?"

  "All will be clear soon enough." Lidon also stood over her naked, his body every bit as delicious as Tranis' until she looked at his right leg. Her heart lurched in sympathy for the alien male as the terribly scarred flesh captured her attention. Livid white slashes created a patchwork quilt of flesh overlaying strangely lumped and hollowed muscle patterns that didn't jibe with the sleek beauty of his left leg. No wonder he limped. She wondered what had happened to injure him so badly.

  She reached to touch his thigh, running gentle fingertips over the devastated limb. "Poor Lidon. Are you in pain?"

  His hand closed over hers. He moved her hand from his thigh to the larger of his two sexes, rubbing her palm over the wet bullet-shaped organ. She gasped to feel his heat. "It feels better if you touch me here. Any pain I feel is forgotten."

  The moisture seeping from her sex flowed faster. His devil flesh was hot and felt like velvet over steel. A scent, like the sharp tang of cinnamon, washed over her. She thought of what she'd seen in Tina's cell and the infirmary, and Cassidy had a hard time catching her breath. "Are we really married?"

  Tranis crawled onto the bed, laying his massive body over hers, keeping his weight balanced on his elbows and knees. "You belong to us in every way possible, Cassidy."

  His moist sexes lay heavily on her belly, and she shivered despite the warmth of him covering her. "I can't be married to three men. Three aliens."

  "We can discuss it later. For now, let's celebrate our union."

  Lidon released her hand as Tranis moved his legs between hers. Her breath caught to feel the folds of her sex open a little as her thighs moved apart to accommodate the change in position. The tip of his penises touched her there, and arousal so intense she cried out washed over her.

  "You bit me," she groaned, making one last stand for her integrity, glad she would certainly fail. "You drug women with the bite and make them want to be immoral."

  God help her, she wanted to be very immoral with these men.

  Tranis chuckled, his breath warm on her face. "The intoxicant helps erase all inhibitions. It's good to hear you wish to shed a bit of your so-called virtue."

  His lips closed over hers. The kiss was light, almost dainty for such a Goliath of a man. Every cell of her being riveted on that hot, wet warmth. Her belly felt swollen from need. Her mouth moved against his as her body clamored for any and all contact she could get from the alien. Without thinking, she ran her hands over his shoulders, amazed at the breadth. Her hips bucked forward, the movement causing the tips of his penises to enter her vagina and anus. She froze at the inch of infiltration.

  He broke the kiss to stare at her, the purple depths of his eyes drowning pools. "I am inside you, my Matara. Your innocence is lost."

  Cassidy fought for a sense of righteousness, for the strength to resist. Morality was nowhere to be found. Her body clamored to be filled by Tranis. The bliss of his nakedness touching hers, the joy of his kiss, feeling him hard and ready to claim her virginity, all made her want to succumb to him, sin or not. She balanced for a moment, caught equally between the dictates of her religion and the passion of her desires.

  Tranis' mouth descended on hers again, his tongue sweeping in to twine about hers. At the same moment, he pressed his groin against her, pushing his hard lengths further into her passages. The electric sensation overwhelmed e
very thought of decency

  she possessed. Her arms and legs wrapped around the Kalquorian, pulling him closer, deeper.

  Her nether regions ached as her sheath and anus stretched to accommodate the thick, alien organs, but it was a wonderful ache, one that filled her belly with delicious pleasure. As Tranis tasted the soft insides of her mouth, he steadily filled her, making the rapture swell ever greater within her body. A shock of pain reverberated through her as his slow invasion tore the thin membrane inside. Cassidy cried out, pulling her lips from his.

  "Easy," he soothed, holding very still for a moment. "The pain is done. It will never trouble you again."

  Her cry died into soft whimpers as the brief agony faded. The eager delight of being penetrated returned, eclipsing the momentary anguish.

  He kissed her again, and she rubbed her tongue against his, enjoying the scratchy roughness of the flesh. Everything about Tranis was a delight; the rock-hard muscles of his body, the soft waves of his hair she buried her hands in, and the long, rigid staves he pushed into her needful flesh.

  When at last his groin met hers, he paused, letting her enjoy the feeling of their joining. "Is it good, Cassidy?" he asked.

  "So much more than good," she sighed. "I never knew anything could feel this wonderful."

  "We will show you even more. Things you never imagined possible," he whispered, moving in and out of her with long, steady strokes.

  She gasped to feel the lengths of him work her tight sheaths. Arching beneath her lover, she felt every delicious inch of him taking her to new heights of dizzying pleasure. The Kama Sutra hadn't hinted at this glorious nirvana of sensation. Not even close.

  Every plunge he made into her body enhanced the warm, ticklish delight in her belly, building bigger, more exciting. It was a torture too, and she thought if it went on too long it might drive her mad. The exquisite torment grew ever brighter, and she moaned as if vocalizing might release some of the pressure.

  Tranis caught his breath at the sound of her bliss. His thrusts became more powerful, driving deep into her, making the agonizing thrill in her loins grow even larger. She tossed her head from side to side, wanting him to stop before she exploded. Unable to form words, she could only keen a high, wavering tone. It felt so good, this terrible rapture, but it was too much…too much…

  A thunderclap of ecstasy reverberated throughout her body, and waves of physical elation pounded against the walls of her womb, as if the sensation fought to escape the confines of her very soul. She screamed as the pleasure surged and waned, surged and waned, carrying her beyond the bounds of every joy she'd ever known in her short life. Beyond her cries she heard Tranis' low roar. The pulse of the flesh embedded in hers joined her convulsions, and they clung together as desire engulfed them both.

  The heady swells slowly receded, leaving behind ripples of delight. Cassidy came back to herself to find Tranis smiling down on her. "Jesus, Mohammed and Moses," she breathed, dimly aware taking the Holy Trinity's names in vain was a sin. "That was amazing."

  "Indeed it was," he chuckled and kissed her with thorough sweetness. "And now another husband needs your blessing."

  "Oh," was all Cassidy could think to say as Tranis slipped from her and Degorsk took his place. The combination of the intoxicant's continued euphoria and the Imdiko's ready smile made her easy with anticipation.

  "Hello again, Matara," he whispered, his gaze drinking in her face as he settled over her. His braid fell to one side of their bodies.

  "Hi." She picked up the plait, amazed at its heaviness. She wondered what his blue-black hair looked like loose. "Can I undo this?"

  His eyebrows rose, and his smile parted to reveal his white teeth. "If it pleases you."

  The languor persisted, making it difficult to loosen the braid at first, but finally the waist-length tresses fell around her in a thick curtain, crimped in waves. She combed her fingers through it, enjoying the illusion of privacy behind the shield of hair. Now it was just her and the kind-looking Kalquorian.

  He bent to kiss her, and she greeted his lips with her mouth parted. His rough tongue explored, running over her teeth, the roof of her mouth, the insides of her cheeks, beneath her tongue. He tasted her thoroughly, bringing her desire to new wakefulness. She shifted to rub her body against his, enjoying the hard planes of his body against her softer contours. The feeling of his sexes so close to hers, the front one stiff against his abdomen, the second jutting straight out, made that ticklish heat in her belly return. She was suddenly eager to feel him inside, to have him soothe the aching need his nearness brought.

  "Please," she whispered as his mouth released hers.

  "Of course, my precious girl."

  Degorsk's hand brought the hot flesh of his masculinity to her orifices, and she caught her breath to feel him there, poised to pierce her. She bent her knees, raising her hips in offering. With a groan he pressed into her, his eyes closing as her flesh closed over his. Their combined juices eased his passage, and he moved easily in and out, sparking intense sensations. Cassidy's body instinctively bucked against his, driving their groins together. He hissed between his teeth.

  "Slowly, slowly, my beauty. I have not felt a woman's warmth in a long time, and my control might be lacking."

  She battled her desire, trying to keep her longing in check. It wasn't easy. Her senses were awash with the man making love to her. Her eyes drank in his compassionate face, her ears filled with his heavy breathing, and she inhaled the cinnamon-y goodness that came from him and his companions. His lips were a sweet-

  salty combination when she licked them. But it was touch that beguiled her most. The whisper of his long hair against her cheek, the strength of his hands as he stroked her breasts, the solid bulk of his frame pressed against her, the delicious motion of his shafts thrusting in her secret flesh drove her to the edge of her wits. Every cell of her body seemed acutely aware of Degorsk and greedily insisted on more.

  "Such eagerness," he whispered, his breath warm in her ear. "You are a treasure, Cassidy."

  She warbled in response, words impossible as she began her ascent to the peak of ecstasy again. Even with Degorsk holding back, his rhythm deliberate and motions gentle, arousal swelled, demanding release. When she bucked against him again, she did so consciously, determined to reach that crest again.

  He grunted, his fists curling to grasp handfuls of the lumpy mattress in white-knuckled grips. Cassidy wrapped her legs around his tense buttocks and tightened her hold while raising her hips to greet his. It drove him hard into her clutching sex, and she cried out in delight.

  A growl erupted from Degorsk's chest, and his next thrust was almost bruising in its force. A bright flash of mingled exultation and pain brought her closer to the brink. She gripped his shoulders and jerked against him again.

  He growled louder, and his groin beat against hers in a rapid tattoo. Cassidy moaned at the surging tension in her womb, growing by leaps and bounds as Degorsk rutted hard against her.

  He released the mattress to grip the fleshy mounds of her buttocks, his fingers biting deep into her white skin. He lifted her lower body to sink his penises even deeper.

  The change in position made him rub hard against the front of her vaginal sheath, and he found a spot so sensitive that Cassidy screamed. She writhed, senseless from the heave of ecstasy that electrified her entire being. The climax blasted through her, and she thrashed like a madwoman beneath the now howling Kalquorian.

  All was pulsing rapture. Cassidy knew nothing but the terrible joy overwhelming every rational thought. Her surroundings, the man crouched over her, everything ceased to exist for her except the flood of sensation. It pulsed hugely within her, erasing conscious awareness.

  At last the throbs lessened, leaving her gasping beneath Degorsk, who lay heavily on top of her. He too panted, and she felt the slow flex of his sex against the walls of her sheath as the last of his passion spent itself. She'd been too far gone in her climax to notice his.


  She quieted, and worry nudged at her. What she had done was a sin. She had willingly coupled with two men, two enemy Kalquorians.

  Worse than my mother. Dear God, am I more of a whore than she was?

  No, they'd drugged her with their bite. The intoxicant they'd injected through their fangs continued to hum through her body, making the devil flesh still encased within her feel delightful. It had consumed all concerns for her immortal soul just as it

  continued to heighten the pleasure of Degorsk's sinful touch. She'd been tricked into what she'd done.

  She wanted nothing more than to indulge every lust, to feed each hunger her body was capable of. She'd never known such pleasures as those the two men had given her. But as the euphoric fog cleared her brain, she knew giving into those longings was wrong. They were not her husbands. They were the enemy, debauched and wicked creatures. It was her moral duty to resist them, no matter how good they made her feel.

  She pushed against Degorsk, trying to ignore the beauty of his sleek, muscled body. "No more. I don't want this," she said, hating the wavering in her voice.

  He propped himself over her, and she heard the others draw close, though they remained unseen behind the wall of his hair. Lidon spoke in the staccato bursts of their language.

  "It is easily remedied," Degorsk answered. He gripped Cassidy's chin and turned her face to one side, sweeping her throat free of her hair.

  Panicked, she drummed her fists against his chest. "Don't bite me!"

  Her words ended in a scream as his face swooped down and the twin pinpricks of his fangs broke through her skin. She cursed as he held her still, keeping her helpless as he injected her with the intoxicant.

  Her senses heightened, making her all too aware of his thick lengths still seated deep inside. Even as her mind fought against the domination her body moved against his, beguiled by his hard warmth.

  "No. Damn you," she breathed. Cassidy struggled against the sweet languor creeping through her veins, sending pleasure into every fiber of her being. "I will…not…submit."