Page 20 of Alien Daddies
His eyes darkened further, his nostrils flaring wider as his jaw tightened. She had no doubt his cock was probably rock hard in his pants and she fought the urge to step closer to him in an effort to detect his own growing lust. She took a steadying breath as he continued to hold her gaze intently, as if searching her mind for the very question she wished to ask. Finally, he spoke.
“You wish to know how we will claim you, is that correct? Whether we take you one at a time in private, or whether we will share you—all six of us at the same time?”
Her face heated and she tried to glance away, but he shifted his hand to grasp her chin, not allowing her to withdraw her gaze from his. “I suppose you could say that is what I was wondering about. I understand, from what you said earlier about spilling your, um, seed inside me,” she uttered this last part in a whisper, “that that part is a requirement for permanent mating—the imprinting you spoke of. But for an entirezoshinto claim a female, I was wondering…” Another flush stole over her face and her throat clogged. She had been about to ask, “I was wondering… if I were to decide I wished to mate with yourzoshin, would the six of you gather round for a turn with me and pass me on down the line?”
Daddy Zane pressed a kiss to her forehead in a sudden movement, and his abrupt tenderness—that slight pressure of his lips to her skin as he grasped onto her arms—eased some of her nervousness. But it also increased her arousal, damn him, and she pressed her thighs together as another surge of heated pulses engulfed her center. Her nipples burned with sensitivity, the peaks had grown so hard to be painful as she stood encircled in his huge, muscular arms.
“Into the bath with you, little girl, and Daddy Zane will explain to you how azoshintypically claims a female as a mate.” Kindness blazed in the dark depths of his eyes. Not only kindness, but patience as well. She wasn’t used to males having patience with her. Her father had none to spare, and neither did stupid Emmitt Henderson, who had always seemed annoyed when he must accompany her somewhere or arrange for another guard to do so. Neither did her older brother, Andrew, who always looked at her with frustration as if she were the most annoying creature he’d ever laid eyes on. And neither did any of the dumbass, immature guys she had found herself briefly attracted to during her first year of college—all of whom had only been interested in one thing.
Thankfully, Daddy Zane lifting her up and then placing her into the warm bath helped to tear her thoughts away from this darkness that usually kept that hole in her chest aching with permanency. One glance into Daddy Zane’s caring gaze as he sat on the edge of the tub, washcloth in hand, and the miserable thoughts that had entered her mind vanished completely.
She found herself smiling up at him, hope spreading through her in vast waves of wonder that made her question whether or not she herself had dreamed of the brothers before, dreams she had forgotten upon waking. There was something familiar about Daddy Zane’s presence, as well as his brothers’. Or maybe it wasn’t anything familiar at all, but simply the safety and comfort she had often fantasized about having with a man. A man who didn’t want her just for a quick piece of ass. Daddy Zane and hiszoshinwanted her for life.
For life. These two words echoed in her head over and over as he set about wetting the washcloth and running it over her shoulders and arms. She closed her eyes and surrendered to his masterful touch as the fragrant steam wafted against her face, relaxing her further. For as many luxurious spas as she had visited, on Earth and on Phennulos, those experiences did not come close to this one in comparison. Every nerve ending in her body tingled with pleasure, and she felt weightless in the water, as if she were floating in a humid rain forest, surrounded by lush green splendor. She was certain that the moment she opened her eyes, she would be in another place, an exotically beautiful location, rather than aboard theRithona. So she kept her eyes shut and reveled in the moment.
“When you finally beg us to claim you as our life mate, Kenna,” Daddy Zane said as he moved the washcloth over her aching breasts, “Daddy Torin will claim you first, in private. He’s the alpha of our group—the oldest in ourzoshinand a single birth. Next, twins Daddies Aras and Kameel will claim you together, sharing you between them. And finally, I will claim you along with my triplet brothers Daddies Nagen and Vilad, the three of us sharing you between us. During each of these three mating sessions, we will all spill our seed inside you and mark you asours.” He cupped her breast and squeezed, and she arched into his touch with a moan, breathless at his description of how the mating would occur.
“I… thank you,” she breathed. “That answers my question.” Her mind was reeling though, erotic images parading through her consciousness at the speed of light while she tried not to wriggle too obviously in the tub as she pressed her thighs together.
“These three mating sessions will occur in quick order, all during the same day if possible. Once Daddy Torin claims you as his life mate, the rest of hiszoshinwill be ravenous to claim you, our spirits calling out for you and unable to settle until we’ve planted our seed inside you.”
She finally opened her eyes and stared at him, wanting to see the heat in his gaze. She wasn’t disappointed. He looked rather ravenous to her in this moment, and she gulped past a sudden dryness in her mouth.
He leaned closer, his hand moving to cup her other breast. “After the three mating sessions, the six of us will take you in any order and in any circumstance that we wish. Alone, or perhaps with four or five or even all six of us together. Touching you, enjoying you, loving you. I daresay your little pink pussy is going to be well-tended to soon, my little girl, along with your… other holes.”
She straightened in the water. “Myother holes?” She tried to back away from him, but he grabbed her nipple, halting her escape as he squeezed it just on the side of painfulness.
“Yes, little girl. Yourotherholes. In addition to your tight little pussy, we will make use of your mouth and your ass.” A low animalistic growl sounded in his throat. “How else did you think the permanent mating would occur? We must all plant our seed inside you, but it does not necessarily have to be in your pussy. You’ll take a cock in your pussy, of course, but another in your mouth, and yet another in your ass, when it comes time for me to claim you with my triplet brothers Daddies Nagen and Vilad.”
Kenna’s heart pounded rapidly in her chest and she gasped for air. She tried to back away from Daddy Zane, even as he tightened his grip on her nipple, but though the bathtub was large she could only attempt to back up so far. He extended his arm as she backed up, thankfully not pinching her nipple too hard, as if sensing she needed a bit of space as she reeled from his recent revelations. He scooted closer to her and released his hold on her breast, then placed his hands on her shoulders as he peered down at her, his dark hair gleaming in the overhead lights.
“You needn’t be afraid, little girl. We will not hurt you during the mating.”
“Easy for you to say,” she grumbled, somehow finding her voice in the midst of her previous speechless surprise. “You’re not the one who must take a cock up your ass.”
“Oh, so you’ve agreed to mate with us, then?” he asked, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
“No, not at all!” she said with as much indignance as she could muster. “I was only speaking hypothetically, of course. I have not made any firm decisions yet.” This last sentence felt thick and awkward on her tongue, as if her future self already recognized it as a lie. “Besides, the judge might very well decide to release me to travel to Phennulos. Daddy Torin thinks I’ll have to remain on Khanndora for one to two years, whether in jail or placed in the custody of yourzoshin, but I have not yet stood before the judge and been sentenced yet. Perhaps the judge will free me and allow me to conduct myself as a tourist while I await passage to Phennulos,” she said, lifting her chin and trying to look brave, even as every cell in her body screamed for her to beg Daddy Zane to reach between her legs and assuage the unbearable achiness. Her clit must have tripled in size, for as hard as it was pulsing.
Daddy Zane’s visage turned firm and he tightened his grip on her shoulders. “I know our legal system better than you presume to, little girl,” he said with utmost certainty, “and I am confident that you will remain our captive, whether you like it or not.”
Well, I don’t like it, she almost said. But she couldn’t force the words from her mouth, because they weren’t true at all. The very thought of parting ways with Daddy Zane and hiszoshinmade her heart ache. After longing to escape her controlling father though, she couldn’t help but harbor resistance at being told by anyone how she would live out the rest of her life. To have all choice taken away from her riled her to no end.
But they won’t claim you as their life mate unless you beg. It is your choice,a little voice whispered in her mind.She blinked hard.My choice, my choice, she told herself over and over, the mantra replaying in her head lending her strength.
“Now, my little captive,” Daddy Zane said. “I want you to be a good little girl and get on your hands and knees in the bathtub. Daddy is going to wash your privates. Thoroughly.”
Kenna’s first instinct was to argue, but one look into his no-nonsense gaze, so dark and unyielding, had her changing her mind. She moved onto her hands and knees as ordered, the position causing her bottom to hover just above the surface of the soapy water. She flushed with shame despite the fact that Daddy Zane had already cleaned her privates earlier, when he’d swiped the wet cloth through her folds before the entirezoshinhad tucked her in for a nap.
“Good girl,” he said, and the note of praise in his voice warmed her heart. He cupped her bottom and scooped water over it, using his bare hand rather than the cloth. Despite the heat of the steaming water, her flesh tingled with rising goosebumps. When one of his fingers trailed down the crevice between her behind cheeks, dancing over her bottom hole, she clenched against what she feared might be an imminent intrusion. “You have the cutest little puckering hole, Kenna.”
Her breath caught and she trembled in position, but somehow she managed not to collapse in the water. He trailed a digit over her asshole again and again as he scooped water over her bottom, each touch on her most private place becoming more insistent.
Though no one had ever touched this part of her before, she found she rather enjoyed his teasing caresses, and rather than clench against the approaching touches, she was soon arching her back to keep her bottom wider for Daddy Zane.
Until she’d met thiszoshinof warriors, she had never known she possessed such a wanton side.
“Very, very good girl,” he said, with more praise in his voice than before. He pressed a finger to her anus and held it in place, leaning over her until his lips caressed her ear. His hot breath wafted over her face, and a rush of endorphins prickled her scalp, leaving her dreamlike and disjointed.
