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  Degorsk cocked an eyebrow at his Nobek clanmate. "Speaking of mysteries, where is my ass?"

  From the corner of his eye, he saw Tranis look at the now blank wall where a plaster mold taken of the Imdiko's buttocks usually hung. In the cramped quarters, it was Degorsk's one sample of personal expression, displayed for the simple reason he thought it irritated his staid clanmates.

  Tranis kept his kurble ball on a shelf, its tough exterior masking the poisoned barbs that shot out at random when the game was played. He was an excellent kurbler. Even the Nobeks respected him on the field when the crew got a chance to play.

  Lidon kept a small altar in one corner where he meditated, honored the glorious dead, and read from the Book of Life. Degorsk wasn't sure why Lidon read it anymore; he seemed to have the whole thick tome memorized, which he quoted often. While only casual believers themselves, his clanmates nonetheless appreciated their Nobek's quiet faith.

  Degorsk usually had his backside hung directly across from the door so he could moon his companions the moment they walked into the room. He was miffed it had been clandestinely removed and hidden.

  Lidon gave him a placatory pat on the shoulder. "I had to take it down. That wall is the best place for the restraints I plan to install. I didn't think you'd mind giving up your…memento for Cassidy's sake."

  "Fine. Give it back, and I'll hang it over your altar."

  The Nobek gave him a cold stare. "Don't you dare."

  Tranis sounded amused. "As soon as the restraints are no longer needed, return Degorsk's property to him, Lidon."

  "You're missing your chance to finally be rid of that. He only put it up to mock us."

  "I know, but his ass is a work of art."

  Degorsk gave his leader a delighted smile. "Thank you, Tranis." Mollified, he returned his gaze to their sleeping Earther. "Now let's wake our little Matara and convince her of how much she enjoys our company."

  Growling their agreement, the other two men climbed onto the bed as Degorsk woke Cassidy with hard, steady strokes of his fingers in her slick passage. Her eyes opened, and she screamed weakly as the men gathered around her.

  * * * *

  "No!"

  Cassidy knew she'd been out for only a few precious minutes. Degorsk's fingers were inside her still, moving in and out, making her devil flesh respond. She struggled, her movements sluggish as exhaustion left her heavy on the bed. The warmth of Tranis and Lidon laying on either side of her intensified the fatigue struggling to put her to sleep. Their presence also heightened the pleasure that kept that same tiredness from claiming her.

  "It feels good, precious girl," Degorsk prodded, kneeling between her legs as he probed her sinful parts. His fingers reached deep inside, making her ache for more.

  "Nothing feels better," Tranis added, his hand covering an ample breast, sending tingles of delight all through her.

  They were right. When Lidon's wet mouth closed over the nipple of her other breast, she groaned. His tongue circled her areola, mimicking the gentle motions of Degorsk's thumb on her clitoris. Cassidy's hips moved up and down of their own accord, helping the fingers embedded inside to move harder and faster. Desire grew, its sweet release inching closer. She was losing the fight to deny this evil pleasure as well as losing the ability to care.

  "Very good Cassidy," Degorsk encouraged. "That's it. Claim what's rightfully yours."

  Tranis kissed her, long and deep. She let him, not fighting them now as her loins caught fire. Her tongue twined around its scratchy twin, liking how he tasted. Lidon's mouth sucked hard on her breast, and his fingers traced light patterns on her sensitive belly. Cassidy jerked harder to engulf Degorsk's talented fingers, twisting in her bonds in an attempt to make him rub the sweet spot inside her sheath.

  He did it for her, and glorious sensation erupted in her belly. She cried out in Tranis' mouth, thrusting hard against Degorsk. Higher and higher, the precipice loomed, almost there, almost…

  The orgasm broke over her, sweeping her away in a warm rush of ecstasy. She dove into it, letting the deluge flood her senses in a torrent of desire. It pulsed throughout her entire being, each throb sweeter than the last. She rode every wave, letting the bliss consume her, far from guilt or fear. For a few moments there was only the rapture of release.

  As her body quieted, exhaustion reasserted itself, and she gave herself to it as readily as she had her climax. But a deep voice dragged her away from the delight of slumber, insistent she open her eyes and face her shame once more.

  "Such a good girl," Tranis said, his smile somehow both frightening and soothing. Lidon and Degorsk drew away, allowing him to stretch over her. His sexes probed her still spasming nether region. "Now for your reward."

  Cassidy shook her head weakly, knowing she couldn't escape the defilement her evil body clamored for. "It's a sin. You're damning me."

  Degorsk's voice was maddening in its reasonableness. "This is your husband, Cassidy. He is your Dramok, and it is a sin to refuse him your body."

  He lied, but what could she do about it? Tranis pressed forward, breaching her defenseless flesh with the iron thickness she both hated and wanted. She gasped as he filled her, taking away the yawning emptiness. How was it he felt so good inside when the act was so evil?

  He pushed up on his hands to hang over her, allowing them both to watch as his glistening sexes slowly emerged and disappeared back into her slick openings. Stupid with exhaustion, all thought fled at the amazing sight and feel of him. A longing to trace the contours of his muscled shoulders and chest overtook her, and Cassidy wished her hands were free to touch his dark magnificence. His thick invasion pressed against her passages' walls, making her writhe with renewed passion. The lightning flash of excruciating pleasure when his groin met her clitoris, the melting bliss of his movement inside her female sheath, the deeper delicious pressure in her anus drove her towards another fulfillment.

  Tranis' strokes were long and steady, making her feel every luscious inch of his length. She thrilled to see his dark body impale her pink-white flesh, claiming what should not be his. Her helplessness only served to excite her more, knowing she could deny the alien nothing, that she must succumb to his lusts, and that he would take all he wished.

  Her sinful flesh flexed against his, warning them the onrush of climax would overtake her again soon. Tranis groaned softly in response, his groin meeting Cassidy's with new vigor. The steady slap-slap of flesh encountering flesh heightened her already aroused senses. The quickened pace rubbed her with delectable friction, and she gasped at the intensity.

  He lowered himself onto her. Now his whole body moved against hers as his mouth captured her lips. To feel the hard-muscled alien against her as he ground into her core brought climax with the speed and strength of a runaway train. Cassidy jerked beneath Tranis, her whole being caught up in the gut-twisting force of the explosion. She screamed into his mouth and he screamed back as he emptied his juices into her womb. The iron of his sex flexed and pulsed, bringing her anew with another cry. They strained against each other, their fused bodies throbbing in tandem.

  Tranis kissed her gently afterward, his lips soft against hers. Cassidy's sleep-deprived brain struggled to understand why her captor treated her with such compassion even as he forced her to perform the most depraved acts. The look he gave her was so much more tender than any her grandfather had ever gifted her with. Something in her heart reached for that gentle regard, yearning for any semblance of love, and she returned the kiss, forgetting for an instant the sin of her action.

  The Dramok reluctantly pulled free of her clinging sex and anus, moving aside as Lidon stepped to the bed. The damaged but still handsome Kalquorian lay beside her, his hand sweeping over her torso.

  "Now for your Nobek, my pet," he whispered, his breath warm in her ear. He glanced at Degorsk, who sat at the computer station. "Is she ready for laxan?"

  Degorsk smiled and nodded. "Cassidy wishes to serve her clan in all the ways they desire. She is an o
bedient Matara."

  Like hell I am. When Earth finds out, you're all dead, and I'm going to laugh.

  Except she would be dead too. The religion allowed no unmarried women who'd lost their virginity to sully Earth's purity. She'd be executed right along with her captors.

  Mated to depraved aliens or put to death by my own people. Is this really what God wants?

  Lidon sat up. His hands moving in a blur, he freed Cassidy's wrists from the ties. Her arms fell to the bed, leaden with exhaustion. She didn't bother to stir when he freed her ankles. Between the lack of sleep and many sexual encounters she'd endured, she lacked the strength to move. Even her frequent insomnia had never left her this lethargic.

  Lidon turned her over, arranging her on her belly with a cushion beneath her hips, raising her buttocks high. Despite her fatigue and hatred for the clan, Cassidy warmed in anticipation. It was the position she liked best. Lidon taking her from behind at their first encounter had assured her of that. She closed her eyes with a sigh as she felt him take his position between her legs.

  But when she felt the prod of his larger sex touch the entrance to her tightest passage, she found the energy to move away. Lidon gripped her hips, holding her still. "You will like this. Relax, Cassidy."

  Tranis appeared next to her. He stroked her hair soothingly. "It feels good to give yourself to us in all ways. You have no wish to fight."

  Her head was turned away from Degorsk as his bulk settled on the other side of her, but she detected the gentle smile in his voice. His fingers traced the line of her spine. "Your body is eager to know us in every way possible. Relax and feel yourself open to him."

  "You're godless animals. You deserve to burn in Hell." Tears slid from her eyes.

  She trembled as the hard slickness of Lidon's shaft slowly pressed into her hesitant flesh, but the brief burst of energy had departed, leaving her limp. She whimpered but could offer no resistance to his invasion.

  Lidon's natural lubrication was thick, allowing him to ease into her tightest passage with little difficulty. He went slowly, giving her body time to accustom itself to his breadth. The smaller penis entered Cassidy's sex, still tight from her last climax. Tranis reached beneath her to stroke her pleasure nub.

  The stimulation of her clitoris and Lidon's second organ's entrance brought waves of now-familiar delight. But the steel of his larger member's invasion was a revelation. She ached from the stretch of accommodating him, but the low throb was of little consequence. Her taboo orifice thrilled at the fullness, absorbing him with a deep pleasure that left her moaning. She had never known such consuming desire.

  Lidon's voice had a catch in it as he spoke. "That's it, my pet. You're such a good girl to allow yourself to enjoy this."

  "She really likes it," Tranis whispered. "My fingers are soaked with her juices."

  "It gives me hope I was afraid to have," Degorsk replied.

  Cassidy barely heard their conversation. She was fixated on the delights of Lidon filling her as she'd never imagined being filled. He slid deeper into her until at last his groin met her buttocks. He groaned.

  "So hot inside. So incredibly tight." His hands rubbed the mounds of flesh then parted them. Cassidy imagined him looking at where they joined and shivered.

  "She's taken all of me. I didn't think such a tiny girl would be capable."

  Tranis kissed Cassidy's cheek. "Your Nobek is very happy with you, Matara. Well done."

  Despite the wrongness of the act, she thrilled at his praise. For some reason, pleasing the aliens made her glad. That she felt so should have upset her, but she was too tired and too aroused to care. Nothing made sense right now except the delicious sensation of being used so sinfully.

  Lidon moved, drawing slowly out until she was nearly emptied of him. The loss affected her keenly, and she whimpered a protest. His breathy chuckle consoled her.

  "We're not done, my pet. Not quite, though it won't last as long as you and I would wish, I'm afraid."

  He pressed into her once more, stretching her with that delicious fullness. She warbled a contented sound, prompting delighted laughter from all three men.

  Lidon's long strokes stoked her inner fire, the amazing friction burning brighter and brighter. Tranis rubbed her clitoris all the while, and Degorsk's tongue running down her spine added to the building excitement. Completely immersed in a haze of desire, Cassidy begged her leaden body to move, to allow her to thrust back against the man behind her so she might take him as deep as possible.

  Her limbs remained unresponsive, unable to do more than twitch. Incapable of satisfying her mounting needs, she thought, harder.

  Lidon's rhythm wavered for a moment. "Did I hear that right?"

  Dear heaven. Had she said it out loud?

  "Your Matara wants to know more of your strength, Lidon," Degorsk said in a voice hushed with wonder.

  Tranis added, "I suggest you do all you can to satisfy her."

  "A duty I am happy to fulfill," the Nobek growled.

  He drove harder against her, plunging in and out of her eager flesh. Cassidy closed her eyes, delighting in the powerful strokes that fed her hunger. Elation ballooned large within her womb until the dam burst, carrying her over the precipice. At some point during the spasms that racked her belly, Lidon added his roar to her cries. His sex swelled in pulses as he pumped his seed into her dark orifice.

  The climax left her nearly senseless, and unconsciousness rushed to claim her. But her tormentors refused to give her up to the sweetness of sleep, rolling her over and shaking her until she opened her eyes.

  Degorsk covered her body with his. "Now you will make love to me."

  She tried to curse him. She tried to lift her unresponsive arms so she could hit him. Instead, something inside broke, and she wept exhausted tears. "Please. I'm so tired. Please."

  He kissed the dampness from her cheeks. "I know, poor girl. You've been a very good wife to Tranis and Lidon. Open yourself to me now."

  "I can't. I'm so tired I can't move." She hated herself for crying, for letting them see her weaken. She couldn't stop the begging that spilled from her lips. "Just let me sleep. Please, let me sleep."

  "After you serve me." His muscular thighs pressed hers apart, and he pressed into her. "Give yourself to me willingly, and I'll let you rest for awhile."

  No she tried to scream, but what came out was, "Anything. Take what you want."

  "Good girl. Very good, Cassidy." The warmth in his voice again brought unwanted contentment. She didn't want to please them. She really didn't.

  Cassidy didn't think she could possibly find ecstasy again. She could barely keep her eyes open as Degorsk rode her. But his demanding thrusts found the sweet spot that wouldn't be denied, and weak cries spilled from her lips. The damning rapture rode her hard, threatening to turn her inside out. Once more, her devil flesh had its way, succumbing to the temptation.

  Despite the warm pulses of pleasure, relief washed over her when the Imdiko suddenly tensed and he groaned with release. The steady throb of his sex spilling juices within lulled her.

  As soon as his flesh quieted inside her, she whispered, "You promised I can sleep now."

  "Yes, precious girl. You've earned a nice, long night's sleep."

  Cassidy fled into the consuming darkness of slumber.

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  Chapter Eight

  Lidon sat at the computer station in the clan's quarters, frowning as he ran decoding program after decoding program on the Earther transport's records. He was finally making some headway, but so far all he'd deciphered were safe handling instructions for transporting hazardous materials, codes of etiquette for dignitaries who hitched a ride, and instructions on how to service the ventilation system. He snorted at the paranoia that drove Earthers to encode everything.

  Tranis and Degorsk were in the containment unit with General Hamilton, where the chief medic was performing a full physical on the Earther. The transport captain's death was making everyone cautious when it
came to interrogating Hamilton, and Tranis had decided it was imperative they make sure no other ugly surprises awaited beyond the heart implant. No doubt the invasiveness of a complete workup would be a form of torture for the uptight general. Lidon's lips curled in a ruthless smile.

  The computer beeped, and he peered at the monitor. Another bit of information had been decoded. Lidon studied the data, his heart beating a little faster.

  Unauthorized entrance into Earth's atmosphere by way of the Triangles will result in Armageddon.

  "Finally," Lidon breathed. Something to do with breaching Earth's security. "Concentrate decoding on one hundred cipher groups surrounding last decoded entry," he ordered the computer. He added, "Define 'Armageddon' as relates to Earth."

  A new readout appeared next to the first. Armageddon. Exact translation: Mountain of Meggido. Popular use: final battle between messiah Jesus and the antichrist as depicted in Earth's official religion.

  "Another damned code. Location and geography of 'the Triangles' on Earth."

  No geographic correlation for the Triangles. May refer to areas known as the Bermuda Triangle and the Dragon's Triangle.

  The screen displayed two areas on the enemy planet, one off the North American coast and the other off the Asian coast. The locations were in the two largest seas of Earth.

  None of it made sense to Lidon. "Close second readout," he sighed. The maps winked out.

  At least it was something new to question Hamilton about. Lidon had no doubt he'd eventually expose all the secrets the Earther transport carried, but getting Hamilton to spill his guts would be much faster. And more satisfying.

  A soft snore interrupted his thoughts. Lidon turned to smile at Cassidy, well into her second hour of sleep. Poor child, he thought, a stab of sympathy not quite calming the instant erection he got from looking at her. They were putting her through hell so she might realize paradise in the end.

  Cassidy's stubborn resolve impressed him. She refused to be intimidated by their size and strength. But sometimes she broke as exhaustion and her natural sexual urges gained the upper hand. Seeing the young Earther cry was harder than he'd anticipated. Lidon had killed enemies in the line of military duty and never lost a moment's sleep over it. Nobeks were the fiercest of Kalquorians, and Lidon was one of the deadliest of his breed. But his little Matara's tears hurt his heart. He'd rather cut off his good leg than make Cassidy suffer emotional anguish.