Alien salvation, p.18
Alien Salvation, page 18
Squashing her sudden nervousness, Lindsey pointed out, “My Imdiko is injured and needs medical care.”
Sarod looked at Vax and winced to see the awkward angle of his arm. “Of course, and you and the Imperial Mother must be attended to at once. We will see to the body of the Imperial Father until you have told us the arrangements to be made.” He nodded to a couple of Kalquorians, who took the stretcher away.
Weth gestured towards the metallic buildings. “Please come with me.”
Bacoj took his place at the head of the clan as Weth led them to the base camp. Lindsey and Tara, flanked by Vax and Japohn, followed.
Chapter Fourteen
Just outside the Kalquorian base’s medical bay, Sarod stood with Bacoj and Japohn as the rest of their party was tended to. Lindsey and Tara had been thoroughly scanned and injected with multiple vitamin compounds. Now the focus was on Vax’s busted arm.
Sarod took Bacoj’s complete report with Japohn adding details where needed. At the end of the interview he said, “You’ll have to answer for using the Bermuda Triangle portal. Nothing smaller than destroyer size is supposed to enter it. It’s too unstable.”
Japohn said, “It was at my urging. The fault does not rest entirely with Bacoj.”
“That may be, but that’s his commander’s decision, not mine.” Sarod looked at the Earther women, his stern expression easing. “No doubt you will be highly rewarded for finding and bringing the Empress’ family to us.”
Bacoj smiled as he looked in on the patients. “Having Lindsey as our Matara is reward enough.”
Sarod spoke gently. “The Imperial Clan may have problems with her clanned to such a young, low-ranking group.” At Bacoj’s wary look, he continued. “I do not say these things to offend you. It is obvious you have her best interests at heart.”
“I understand your concerns. They are mine as well.”
From inside the treatment center, he heard the medic attending Vax say, “That’s definitely a break that’s begun to heal wrong. I’m going to numb the arm before we reset and heal this.”
Bacoj said to Sarod, “We explained our situation to Lindsey. She said she doesn’t care about such things as rank.”
“That may be, but Earthers don’t always know what’s best for them.” The commander grimaced. “Look what they did to their own planet and people.”
Japohn’s expression was thunderous with fearful worry. “You’re telling us we must let her go? Give her to another clan?”
Vax’s loud hiss of pain held off whatever Sarod’s response would be. The three men looked in to see Lindsey hurry to the Imdiko’s side and clutch his good hand.
“Are you all right, sweetie?” she worried.
As Vax offered her a strained smile, the medic soothed, “He’ll be fine, Matara Lindsey. I’ll give him another tab of anesthesia. Sorry Vax.”
He injected Bacoj’s Imdiko with a numbing compound. Before he touched the bent limb again he double checked. “Is that better?”
“Yes. The pain is gone.” His smile was much more relaxed now, and as the doctor re-broke his arm, Vax whispered something to Lindsey that made her giggle.
Sarod told Bacoj and Japohn, “There is no doubt she cares for you. I will not presume to order you to release her. I only ask you consider how well you can meet the needs of someone as important as the Empress’ sister.”
Bacoj swallowed hard. “We love her.”
“Enough to do what’s right for her?”
That was the biggest concern Bacoj had since Lindsey’s stunning revelation. How selfish was he to keep the woman he loved from the best possible life she could enjoy? He looked at his Nobek and saw his worries reflected in Japohn’s eyes.
* * * *
Lindsey was impressed with how fast Vax’s arm was healed. The medic warned him against lifting anything too heavy for the next day, but the arm was now straight, and he had the use of all his fingers. Once the doctors were finished fussing over them, Sarod led the group to two rooms. One was for Tara, who immediately bid everyone goodbye so she could shower and nap. The next room was for the clan. Bowing, Sarod left them to inspect their temporary lodging.
A thick bed mat sat on the floor. Fresh formsuits and even a light shift for Lindsey had been provided. A low table with seating cushions surrounding it was placed in one corner, and a large, clear stall sat in another. The tank hanging over it had a very Earther looking shower head hanging down, and Lindsey looked forward to washing the grit off her body.
“No very special,” Japohn grumbled. He seemed extra moody, and Lindsey wondered if he continued to blame himself for Aaron’s death. Or perhaps he was still angry she hadn’t been completely honest with them?
Lindsey shrugged. “It’s not the Four Seasons, but it’s better than sleeping on the beach.”
Bacoj stepped over to the shower and turned it on. His formsuit was off in an instant. “Temporary shelter, no extras. Come, Lindsey.”
“As long as I can get cleaned up, I’m not complaining.”
Vax was also already naked and helped her pull her blouse off. “We wash you.”
Bacoj adjusted the temperature as Vax took great delight in the use of both hands in disrobing Lindsey. Japohn stripped himself, and the three men pulled her into the shower and surrounded her.
“Good temperature?” Vax asked.
Lindsey sighed beneath the warm water sluicing over her body. “Nice.” She looked at the gleaming wet bodies surrounding her. “Close quarters. I like it.”
Vax reached up to turn a knob on the cylinder. “Cleansing agent,” he explained, and Lindsey scented something vaguely antiseptic in the water now.
Three pairs of big hands rubbed all over her body, combing through her hair and scrubbing sand from her skin. She was chafed from the gritty sand under her arms, in the crooks of her elbows and knees, and it had even found its way into her rear crevice.
“Poor Lindsey,” Bacoj murmured, his fingers lightly playing over reddened bumpy flesh.
“Medic give cream to soothe. Wash sand off first.” Vax lifted one of her legs to concentrate his efforts on her sex.
The sensitivity he found there had nothing to do with sand. Her supporting leg buckled to feel his clever fingers stroking her nether lips, but Bacoj and Japohn were there to keep her from falling. They lifted her easily into the air, cradling her upper body between them and each holding a thigh, opening her wide for the now very healthy Imdiko’s attentions.
Lindsey didn’t bother to struggle, and her weak protest of, “That’s not fair,” fell on deaf ears. Then Japohn’s mouth was on hers, quieting any further argument. Bacoj fell to suckling her breasts. Bacoj and Vax hadn’t shaved in a couple of days, and their faces were delightfully scratchy against her skin, though not irritating like the rashes the sand had left her with. Their light beards scraped, reminding her of their brute masculinity. Her breath caught and her fingertips sank into the hard muscles of their shoulders.
Vax ran his tongue around the outsides of her folds, teasing the sensitive flesh he held parted with his fingers. His tongue was cat-raspy rough, delighting the vulnerable petals of her labia.
Japohn sucked her tongue into his mouth, his teeth gently closing over to scrape the flesh. Then he whipped his tongue over hers, thrashing roughly. Next the wet appendage twined about its twin, stroking it until she was left whimpering from the outrageous sensation.
Bacoj sucked hard on one nipple, sending feeling zapping from her breast to her sex. She cried out in Japohn’s mouth. Then Bacoj did it to the other nipple, the suction so strong that she squirmed in their grip. She trembled, unable to protect herself from the growing roughness of the attention. Bacoj bit down on the tip, sending burning pleasure/pain down the same path straight to her nether regions. A nip on the other point, and she was struggling to escape and bring her breasts closer to him all at the same time.
Vax paused in his slow, sensuous licking of her sex to enjoy the view. “Beautiful, Lindsey,” he growled. He used his fingers on her, tracing the folds, inspecting every nook and cranny, even outlining the tight rosebud of her anus. Lindsey felt a flush of embarrassed arousal to be so closely inspected.
Then he ran a finger over her clit, a light feather touch, and she jerked as bright awareness jolted her. Japohn and Bacoj took their hungry mouths off her to grin at their clanmate.
“What you do?” Bacoj asked.
“This.” Vax stroked her with that barely-there pressure again, and she emitted a little scream as electric pleasure blasted her once more. “And this.” He darted his tongue out to flick her swelling nub, and Lindsey’s head fell back as she yelped her reaction. “Then this.” He wrapped his lips around her clit and whipped it back and forth with his tongue. Warbling louder and louder, her body tightened and strained, clutching for orgasm.
Vax stopped.
“Please,” she begged, her hips pushing towards his face.
Japohn tilted his head to look at her mound. “All swelled. Red. You are be cruel, Vax.”
“No. This is be cruel.” He bent his head to her sex once more and circled her clit with his tongue. She squirmed to feel the wet warmth so close to the unhooded tip, never quite touching it. The other two men tightened their hold on her, keeping her from realizing the climax that hovered just out of reach. She panted. So close … if he would just lick her right there…
Instead he straightened, standing at his full height. Lindsey whimpered to be cheated of the near climax. He grinned down at her. “You want, Lindsey?”
“You know I do. Stop teasing me, Vax!”
His eyes narrowed, and she went very still at the cold look he gave her. “I do what I wish with my Matara.”
“Yes, my Imdiko.” The words fell out without her thinking about them.
She barely breathed as he closed the distance between them until his twin prods nudged her orifices. He crept closer, his sexes stealing into her so gradually she thought she might go mad from the anticipation. Her hips lifted slightly, and all three men growled at her.
“Be still,” Bacoj ordered.
Lindsey whimpered, but something in her went obedient when they were like this, something that wanted to be told what to do and submit without struggle. Despite the agony of the tormentingly gradual penetration, she went limp in their arms. They growled again, but this time the sound was approving. She warmed at the praise.
This really is where I belong.
* * * *
Vax took his time, his gaze centered on where he slowly infused Lindsey’s body with his own. What he wanted to do was take her hard and fast, satisfying the need that made his groin ache. But like a sauce that needed to simmer over low heat, he knew gratification, both his and hers, would be that much more delicious for the delay. He just hoped his clanmates would be patient enough with their urges to grant him the preparation time.
Lindsey was quiescent for now, but her panting told him she hovered on the edge. The stark need on her face made his cock twitch. She was so beautiful, his little Earther Matara. Even wan from grief and thin from near starvation, Lindsey was the most precious thing he’d ever known. He enjoyed seeing her respond to him, how she succumbed to his gentle domination. He couldn’t imagine a woman of his own species meeting his needs better.
Vax continued to slide delicately into her warm, grasping sex and the tight embrace of her back passage, watching himself disappear into her hearth. Taking her so slowly emphasized his mastery over her, something a nurturing Imdiko rarely had the opportunity to enjoy. Especially one of his youth. Her labia was swollen, tight around his girth. Her clit had emerged from its hood, begging to be touched again. Soon, precious. But not until you’re so crazed for release that you scream for it.
At last his glistening members were fully embedded within Lindsey, claiming her. She moaned, her eyes beseeching him as he held still, feeling how her hearth flexed around his thrumming sexes. Seeing her so helpless and vulnerable, unable to claim pleasure or deny him his, made him want to shelter and master her all at once.
“What are you thinking?” Japohn asked in their tongue, his voice quiet.
“That I’ve never loved anyone so much.”
Without waiting for a reaction, he slowly pumped his hips against Lindsey’s, watching himself emerge and refill her. He was dimly aware of his clanmates exchanging a glance, but it was unimportant what they thought of his heartfelt statement.
“Look, Lindsey,” he said. “Watch me make you take love.”
Her whimpers grew louder as she did as he told her. She tightened, coiling around his slowly thrusting staves, her arousal growing. Vax kept his pace deliberate, maintaining her near the detonation point without letting her ignite. She began to gasp with agonized desire.
“Vax, please.”
Her tone of voice was satisfyingly needy, but it wasn’t quite enough. He wanted more. He placed his palm on her mound, feeling the soft chestnut curls. He rubbed in a slow, circular motion, careful to avoid her straining, swollen clit.
“Vax.” His name was spoken with a sob. He could see the careful control she cultivated dissolving. He caressed a breast, still flushed from Bacoj’s earlier attentions. Her body was tensing as desire clenched her hard.
He angled his next thrust to drive against the front of her sheath. Lindsey’s breath caught, and her eyes flew wide. Vax waited until the near climax retreated, leaving her shaking with denied satisfaction. Her cry of protest was loud, but not quite the unrestrained shriek he wanted. He pinched her nipples hard, and she wailed again.
“Vax, please! Please!”
He thrust against the nest of nerves within her hot passage again. Just once, enough to almost bring her again. She went rigid, and for an instant Vax thought he’d pushed her too hard and she was going to come. But instead she hung on the precipice for a few moments before the intensity ebbed enough for her to realize she was going to be denied again.
Then she did scream. His name pealed from her lips again and again, raw desperation in every cry. She struggled against Bacoj and Japohn, but they held her still. Vax noticed both men were so hard their cocks curved up to meet their stomachs.
“You orgasm now,” Vax said. He wasn’t sure she heard him over her shrieks, but that didn’t matter. His own need had become painful. He’d tortured them all long enough.
He pinched her nipple again, simultaneously rubbing his thumb over her engorged clit and ramming his lengths hard and fast into her grasping core. Lindsey’s screams became deafening as her overwrought body finally found the cataclysm it had fought for. She spasmed hard all around him, her sex a tight fist that milked his flesh, tearing his seed from his loins. Vax roared as climax ripped through him, wringing him dry of everything he had. The sensation of erupting came from the top of his head to his fingertips and toes. Electric pulses traveled the length of his body.
He sagged against the side of the shower stall, his knees trembling with weakness. From far away, he heard Bacoj say, “Damn it, Vax, did you have to take all of us with you? Now I’ll have to wait until I recover for my turn.”
“Bad Imdiko. Bad!” Japohn’s laughter was breathless.
Vax looked up at them, feeling a rush of pride at the respectful looks they gave him. Lindsey was limp in their arms, her eyes closed, tiny whimpers escaping her parted lips. Her sheath still offered small spasms as she came down from bliss.
“That’s how you make love to a Matara,” Vax gasped. He reached up and turned off the water. The water tank indicator read nearly empty.
He planted a kiss on Lindsey’s lips, and her face lit in a soft smile. Vax carefully pulled free of her before opening the stall door and staggering to the bed mat to crash on its surface.
* * * *
Lindsey shuddered in Bacoj and Japohn’s arms as they dried her off and carried her to the bed where Vax was recovering. She’d been torn apart by rapture and felt as if she might never come down from the high. It was like being on another plane of existence. Her mind was floating even as the convulsions of pleasure still softly ebbed and flowed through her womb.
“Her stomach,” Bacoj told Japohn. “I owe her discipline still.”
His words brought a fresh thrill. She’d forgotten the delayed spanking Bacoj had promised several nights ago.
She remained limp as they settled her on the mat’s surface. She still drifted in that serene space in her mind, languorous in the continued pulses of desire. No one had bitten her, yet she was in the thrall of a quiet euphoria that didn’t wane as strong hands on her ankles pulled her legs apart. Japohn’s bulk settled next to her, and his breath was warm in her ear. “You lie still for dulma. Accept punishment.”
