Vax smiled and put the tray down on the floor. “You eat more after,” he said, leaning close to kiss her.

  * * * *

  Bacoj inhaled with a deep, appreciative breath as he gently fingered Lindsey. Her juices had such a clean, fresh fragrance. He wanted to bury his face in her essence, drown in her sweetness.

  My Matara.

  When Japohn had wakened this morning, well before Lindsey began to stir, the clan had at last discussed Bacoj’s wish to clan her. The other two had been every bit as determined as he to claim her for their own. Now they just had to convince her it was what she wanted too.

  Bacoj pushed her legs farther apart, opening her exquisite sex. Pale, white-pink skin darkened to a light blushing pink on the outer lips, shading to deeper and deeper rose-tints. The more he touched her, the darker she bloomed, the slick flesh hedging ever closer to red. He traced over her folds, drinking in the sight of how she quivered at his touch.

  He glanced up to see how the other two were doing. They’d laid her down flat on her back. Vax kissed her, his mouth working at hers. He broke the kiss to whisper something in her ear, and her swollen lips whispered the word ‘please’ before his demanding mouth descended on hers once more.

  Japohn held her wrists imprisoned in one hand at her waist while his mouth and other hand roughly pleasured her breasts. Lindsey gently writhed beneath his attentions as he licked, sucked, lightly bit, pinched and massaged the mounds. Her hands alternated between flinging wide and clenching into fists.

  The sight of his clanmates enjoying their would-be Matara delighted Bacoj. He lowered his gaze to the entrancing sight of her vulnerable sex once more.

  He dipped into her wet pool and circled her clit with moistened fingers. She squirmed at the teasing touch, attempting to bring the swelling nub into direct contact with his careful strokes. He denied her what she wanted, enjoying the control he exerted. She was his to please or not, to be granted completion or denied. Bacoj had every intention of allowing her release, but not until he was ready.

  And he was so not ready yet.

  Another dip into her honey, more swirling around the most sensitive of her flesh. Lindsey’s moans were becoming throatier, filled with a pleading sound. Bacoj wondered if she’d be begging yet if Vax’s tongue didn’t choke off her cries.

  The lips of her sex were puffing, reddening. Her swollen clitoris began to peek out of its hood, begging to be caressed. Bacoj slid his fingers all around it, coming so close that Lindsey would shudder in anticipation then backing off to leave her keening with want.

  “You are a cruel bastard,” Japohn whispered in their language. He grinned at his Dramok before returning his attentions to Lindsey’s breasts.

  Bacoj chuckled. He was enjoying his mastery over his little Earther. “I’m just getting started. She hasn’t felt the half of it yet.”

  He turned his attention from her clit to the tight blossom of her anus. Rewetting his fingers in her copious juices, he traced the puckered rim of her tightest passage. She jerked at the sensation of being stroked there then relaxed. “Good girl,” he whispered, though she wouldn’t hear or understand him. Anal penetration, from all accounts, had been a death penalty offense on Earth before Armageddon. Lindsey’s ultimate acceptance of the Kalquorians’ second organs had been a happy surprise.

  He pressed a finger into the taboo orifice, feeling how tight and warm she was. When he’d taken her before, the snug aperture had been a delight for his body. She lifted her buttocks from the bed now, the motion guiding his finger deeper into her sleeve.

  Not just accepting. Enjoying. Bacoj’s heart drummed hard in his chest. She was so perfect for him.

  He slowly pressed deeper into her, giving her time to adjust to the invasion. His other hand went to her sex, two fingers teasing that entrance. She moaned into Vax’s mouth and wriggled her hips, trying to take those into her body as well.

  Bacoj thrust the thick digits into her sheath, taking her hard and fast. Lindsey tore her mouth free of Vax’s to cry out. Her rear came off the bed, her hips jerking upward in reaction. Vax and Japohn chuckled. Vax gripped her chin, forcing his kiss on her again while Japohn recovered a mouthful of breast and pushed her hips back down with the hand that kept her wrists imprisoned. He held her somewhat still for Bacoj’s continued attentions. She writhed desperately, her moans continuing unabated. Her feet drummed against the bed surface.

  Bacoj worked both orifices mercilessly, feeling how she clutched against his fingers as he drove her closer and closer to the edge. He thrust against her until her whole body tensed. He stopped, his fingers all but leaving her warmth. She fought Japohn even harder, trying to re-capture him with her trembling flesh.

  “Still, Lindsey,” Bacoj said.

  An angry squeal answered him, but she relented, going motionless beneath them. When her grasping insides loosened a bit, he resumed pounding his fingers into her softness, sending her writhing once more. Fresh warmth cascaded onto his hand.

  Her nether lips were red and swollen now, tightening her hold on his fingers. Her clitoris bulged at him, unabashedly entreating him for attention. His little Matara was perfectly ripe now, ready to be plucked.

  Bacoj hooked his fingers within her womanhood, searching for the nest of nerves that would make her lose her senses. He found it on the third thrust, making her entire body thrum with tension. If her cries hadn’t been muffled by Vax’s mouth, Bacoj had no doubt the Earthers outside would break down the door in response to her screams.

  He finally gave her pink pearl the attention it wanted, flicking his thumb over it again and again as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of both orifices. Lindsey stiffened and strained. Her sleeve convulsed hugely, milking Bacoj’s fingers with a strength that made his already painful erection throb in agony.

  He ignored his own needs, continuing to torment his precious Earther into more orgasms until her body finally lay still, sapped of all strength. Once her shrieks quieted, Vax released her mouth from his. Lindsey panted, her eyes out of focus.

  “I think we made her happy,” Bacoj told his grinning clanmates.

  “I see you’re on a mission to convince her of our worth,” Vax laughed.

  “I’m still not done, if you’re willing to continue.”

  Japohn snorted, but his expression was gleeful. “I already need to change formsuits, so do your worst. If you think she can handle it.”

  Lindsey’s focus had cleared, and she glared at them through narrowed eyes. Bacoj thought she looked beautiful and well used. “Darn, I need to learn Kalquorian. I don’t like not knowing what you three are discussing,” she gasped.

  “It sounds like she’s ready again to me,” Bacoj said. “Let’s win the affections of this Matara.”

  * * * *

  Lindsey was sure she couldn’t possibly climax again until Bacoj’s mouth closed over her womanhood. But her sex, swollen and still sensitive, responded eagerly to the softness of his lips, the sweet roughness of his tongue as he seized on her.

  “Oh please,” she sobbed, shaking her head from side to side. Japohn still held her arms imprisoned, his grasp unbreakable. With a dangerous smile that was pure predator, he nipped her breasts, the tormenting bites sending shivers of pure pleasure through her body. She twisted her face away to keep her mouth free of Vax’s, her lips feeling tender and bruised from the devouring kisses that left her senses reeling. His tongue traced the whorls of her ear instead, his breath warm, making her skin bump with gooseflesh.

  “Please,” she moaned again, the sensation of Bacoj’s tongue delving into her core bringing desire rushing back in a tidal wave. How could it be they had her body clamoring for release again so soon?

  Her helplessness against them only made her thrill all the more to their seduction. They could take whatever they wanted, however long they desired, and she’d be unable to stop them. Her vulnerability only heightened the pleasure they teased from her, their complete dominance as aphrodisiacal as the skillful ways they manipulated her body.

  As if to prove this beyond a shadow of a doubt, Bacoj seized her thighs, holding them apart in an iron grip as he laved her tender flesh. She was completely open to him and unable to deny his tongue its exploration. She groaned in surrender as he tasted her thoroughly, his tongue darting into her inner regions.

  Lindsey didn’t fight Vax when he pressed his lips to hers again. She had no defense against any of them. She could only give in, only endure the rising spiral of passion once more, her body the Kalquorians’ to command.

  Vax plundered her mouth as thoroughly as Bacoj explored her sex. Japohn’s hands, tongue, teeth and lips were meticulous in mapping her breasts, leaving no part of the soft mounds untouched. Lindsey felt owned, mastered, enslaved.

  She’d never known such bliss.

  Bacoj’s mouth closed over her pleasure bud, and her body jerked with involuntary reaction. His tongue swirled around and around, sending her closer to the inevitable explosion. She whimpered, submitting to the excruciating sweetness of delicious torment, her body rushing towards glorious dissolution. She displayed no outward insistence he send her over the edge, letting only her thoughts make demands she would not voice to her masters.

  Please don’t make me wait this time, please don’t tease, please let me do this, please let me, please, PLEASE, PLEEEESE…

  Bacoj sucked hard on her clit. At the same moment, his tongue whipped over the straining flesh, battering it from all sides, rubbing over it until the dam burst, taking her over in a deluge of mind-numbing sensation. All sense of sight and sound disappeared as rapture consumed her being, taking her far away from all mundane sense of the world around her. Lindsey was lost, borne under by ecstasy so complete she forgot all knowledge of her body.

  When she came back, the men were gathered around her, gently stroking her, murmuring softly to her in their language. She blinked at them, wondering at the power they had over her. Wondering how she could possibly be with any other clan after knowing this one.

  “That was insane,” she croaked, her voice slightly raw from screaming.

  “Insane? Like madness?” Bacoj asked. He’d been wearing a satisfied smile, but now looked concerned.

  “Insane like out-of-my-everloving-mind great. I’ve never felt anything so good. I swear my mind just left my body.”

  That earned her grins from all three. “Pain total gone?” Vax asked.

  “No trace left. Trust me, I’ll never stick around for a stun wave again.” She shuddered. “As good as what you just did to me, that felt every bit as horrible.”

  “Learn lesson. Good.” Bacoj kissed her soundly and stood. He opened the closet that held the clan’s clothing and swapped the formsuit he wore, its crotch darkened with wetness, for a clean one. He tossed Vax and Japohn a change apiece as well.

  “Oh. You don’t want to … um … I guess not.” Lindsey flushed. They’d apparently gotten their releases servicing her. She felt embarrassed she’d gotten all the attention, but at the same time, she felt cared for. Special. Absurdly happy they’d put her enjoyment ahead of their own.

  Darn it, I just met them. How can I want to join their clan already?

  But the sense of being cherished only increased as they helped her dress, Vax fussing with her snarled hair until it lay in a straight sheet down her back. At long last, she was presentable again. Lindsey’s lips were still swollen from his forceful kisses, but there was nothing she could do about that. Either the others would figure out what she’d done with the Kalquorians, or they wouldn’t. It was out of her hands.

  Hopefully Dad will be okay if he realizes what’s going on.

  Bacoj was heading for the door. “We leave soon. Find search party tomorrow. I check others now.”

  After he left, Vax lifted the forgotten tray of food and balanced it on his knees. “Sit,” he told Lindsey. “Finish eat.”

  She sat next to him, but when the Imdiko lifted a chunk of meat to her lips, she tried to take it from him. Japohn was immediately next to her, grabbing her wrists.

  Lindsey blew out an explosive breath and glared at him. “Okay, okay! Treat me like a helpless baby if it makes you happy.” She let Vax feed her.

  Japohn crooked a smile. To Vax he said, “You tell me Lindsey no allow feed. I punish her.” He mock-glared at her.

  “Tyrant,” she said around the mouthful of food.

  He bent to kiss her cheek. “I hunt. Many to feed.”

  Japohn left them, darting another warning glare at Lindsey before walking out. Vax chuckled.

  “Oh, be quiet,” she said, but she accepted the food he gave her. She didn’t want to be spanked so soon after the pain of the stun wave. Even though the thought of Japohn’s heavy hand descending on her buttocks made her feel all squirmy inside.

  Boy, Kalquorians are dominating creatures. I wonder if Jessica had half the problems with her clan.

  Chapter Eleven

  The clan, along with Lindsey and her family, left the refugees behind with two deer carcasses and the promise of rescue as soon as they reached the search party. There wasn’t enough room on the shuttle to accommodate the group, but with a supply of food and the threat of Tragooms done, everyone agreed it was the best option for all concerned.

  They’d found the Tragoom ship, part of which had been constructed of an old Kalquorian transport. Bacoj cannibalized it for parts and made more repairs to his own shuttle’s engine, which was beginning to sound the worse for wear. Lindsey noted the serious set of his jaw with unease, but when she asked him if the craft was all right he’d only replied, “Get Lindsey family to search party if carry on backs.” Which didn’t lift her spirits at all.

  As they flew towards the gulf coast, Lindsey sat across from her parents in the main cabin. Vax and Japohn sat at the other table. They had been discussing some Kalquorian game for quite some time in their own language and the conversation was apparently getting heated. Vax responded to Japohn in a loud voice, his fist clubbing the table top. Japohn rolled his eyes and spoke back just as loudly.

  Lindsey shook her head at them. “Look at them arguing about some silly game,” she said to her mother.

  Tara chuckled. “Not so different from our men, are they? How many times has your father yelled at a boxing match on the vid?”

  “Yes, well in a household full of females, I needed to thump my chest every once in awhile,” Aaron said. “Kurble sounds like fun to watch, though the idea of poisoned barbs on the ball is rather extreme.”

  “What do you think of this clan, Dad?”

  “They’re a good bunch.” His warm smile froze and faded. Lindsey saw him figure out why she’d asked the question, her heart in her throat. “Oh Lindsey. Really?”

  Tara patted his arm. “They treat her well, Aaron. What’s more, they’re obviously taken with her.”

  “But three men? It just seems unnatural.”

  Lindsey watched him struggle. Her father was a man who lived firmly by his beliefs to not judge others for however they chose to live their lives. Still, he was obviously not ready for his daughter to follow such an un-Earther path.

  “Jessica is clanned to three men,” she pointed out.

  He scowled. “And don’t think it hasn’t worried me half to death.” He darted a glance at the still arguing Imdiko and Nobek. “You just met them, Lindsey.”

  “You proposed to me two days after we met,” Tara reminded him. “We never had a doubt.”

  “There’s no such thing as divorce where the Kalquorians concerned. It’s a lifelong bond. There’s no getting out of it if things don’t work out the way you’re hoping.”

  Lindsey took a deep breath. He was voicing all her concerns, making her face the worries that still remained. But looking at the three of them — granted she was looking at the back of Bacoj’s head as he piloted — every cell of her being yearned to be closer to them. Maybe it was only infatuation. Maybe she was being a fool. But Lindsey knew she’d be absolutely miserable if she never saw them again. Their strength, their compassion, their kindness spoke to her. No Earther man had ever had the same effect.

  To her father she said, “I wouldn’t contemplate it if I wasn’t in it for the long haul. I can’t explain why I want to be with them, not in sane, rational terms. It just feels right.”

  Tara leaned her head on Aaron’s shoulder. “It’s obvious they care for her. They look at her the way you look at me.”

  Aaron sat quietly for awhile, his expression grave. At long last, he sighed. “I’m not going to turn cartwheels over this. If it’s what you really want I won’t protest. But Lindsey, be sure. Most people don’t know right away like your mother and I did.”