Chapter 14
THE DAYS SLIPPED BY like leaves on a gentle breeze, the memory of Vrix’s assault fading farther into the past.
He still wore the collar, and Giselle was glad of it, though her fear had waned, the Dalgur making no move to touch her without her permission.
The three of them walked to the grotto on most days, playing in the water and collecting slearo.
There were other foods she could eat too, purple stalks that tasted kind of like broccoli, orange flowers with a distinct peppery aroma, and another soft fruit that reminded her of a spicy peach.
The neogel still provided most of her energy, but it was nice to have some variety.
Thase led them on long strolls along the white sand beach. Giselle only waded into the sea if Thase or Vrix were with her, afraid of what strange beasts might be lying in wait under the water.
The setting of the dual suns was beautiful. Each evening, they sat on the cliff in front of the house, watching them dip low until they disappeared under the horizon, the sky a kaleidoscope of pastels.
The Dalgurs seemed to be dancing around her, neither one attempting to make a move, even after Vrix had passed his test. She had to tell Thase she was comfortable with his gentle touches, letting him slink his arms around her middle and hold her flush to his chest, his fingers brushing through her hair.
Thase was entirely changed, so different from the sexual beast she’d encountered on the Starlet. There’d been nothing but sweet caresses as they lay in bed each night, nothing like the desperate way they’d ravaged her when she’d first met her alien abductors.
The way he pressed his version of a kiss to her lips and neck was…
pleasing. But maybe a part of her ached for the both of them, wanted them, needed the harsh brutality of what had happened on the ship.
It was a relief to know that they could control themselves, but perhaps she wanted them to let go again.
Giselle sighed as she leaned against Thase’s chest, her eyes on the setting suns. They were two orange orbs hovering over the horizon, a sight she’d never get tired of. Vrix squeezed her hand, and she turned, smiling at him as he sat beside them.
“Thase?” she asked, whose arms wrapped tightly across her chest.
“Yes, dear one?”
“Do you think Vrix could have the collar removed?”
It had been days since the test, and though she’d never forget the erotic scene from the grotto, she felt like Vrix had done his penance.
“If that is your wish. Will you behave yourself, Vrix?”
He nodded eagerly, an overlarge smile on his face.
“Yes, of course! I will be good, I promise!”
Giselle bit her lip, watching as Thase unlatched the metal collar from Vrix’s neck and lay it on the ground beside them.
“Thank you, sweet human,” Vrix said. His eyes darted to the setting suns before returning to her. “Can I kiss you?”
She’d let him do no more than hug her in the days since the test, but the sweet anticipation in his voice was too much to resist.
“Yes, you can,” she replied, and his smile beamed straight to her chest, her heart fluttering rapidly.
Vrix leaned forward with caution, as if trying not to scare her, closing his eyes as he pressed his mouth to hers. Giselle took in his scent, salty like the sea, her tongue brushing across his lips.
With a whimper, Vrix opened for her, and she pressed her way in, probing his mouth. A tug of arousal pulled at her core as his tongue washed over hers, more delicate than she could have possibly imagined.
He pulled away too soon, though his whisper tingled her lips.
“Please, Giselle. I want to kiss you all over. I need you.”
She swallowed hard, that tug of arousal expanding, filling her body with tension.
Giselle eyed him as she pulled away, glancing over her shoulder at Thase, who had an unreadable expression.
“Kiss me all over?” she asked, her attention back on Vrix and an air of mischief in her voice.
She remembered what his tongue did to the slearo, flicking into the fruit’s flesh as rapidly as a hummingbird’s wings. Thase was here, and Vrix knew he needed to behave. He’d passed the test. She was safe.
The words repeated in her head, and she was surprised when she felt the truth of them. There was no convincing herself, because she’d already been convinced between the days of long walks and gentle touches.
“I want to kiss your pretty little cunt,” Vrix said, a devious smile pulling at his mouth.
Thase chuckled, giving her a squeeze.
“Would that be alright, little pet?”
Giselle let out a nervous giggle, nodding as Vrix observed her with barely contained excitement.
Thase lifted her out of his lap, setting her on the ground between them and gently nudging her until she was flat on her back. She was still nude, unsure at what point it had gone from strange to normal to be without clothing.
Vrix moved with care as he crawled over her, drinking in every bit of her form. Her pulse quickened at the proximity, but there was nothing of the feral gaze he’d had the last time they were in this position. Just tenderness, so sweet it welled a knot in her throat.
He cupped her face, running his thumb along her cheek.
“I have missed you, Giselle.”
Though they hadn’t really been parted, she understood what he meant. Desire had consumed her, her body humming with need as she slept between them each night, her skin tingling from each gentle touch. Her mind had calmed, certainly, but she was eager to lose herself again, all awareness gone.
“I missed you too,” she whispered.
Vrix smiled, sliding his hand down her cheek and settling it on her throat.
“I will control myself,” he said, and she nodded.
A spike of fear punctured her blissful state, but all it did was heighten the arousal pounding within her, electrifying her body.
A moment later, he was pressing wet kisses to her heated flesh, one on her neck, her collarbone, her breasts, her stomach, her wrists.
He inhaled deeply, like he was taking in her scent, trembling as he worked his way down her body.
Thase crawled beside her, bringing his tongue to one of her nipples and swirling circles around it until it stiffened into a peak.
He nipped at it, the tug sending an answering one to her cunt, and his eyes met hers, as if making sure what he’d done was acceptable.
When she nodded, he grinned, swiping his tongue over her other breast before biting the nipple harder.
Giselle gasped, the sharp sting of pain sending an erotic shiver up her spine.
Vrix spread her legs wide, raking his tongue over her mound until it slid across her slit, already dripping with need.
“So wet for us, our beautiful human. Oh, you taste so good,” he moaned, his words forcing a whimper from her mouth.
His tongue breached her, and she clenched for a moment before letting her body relax. It thrust into her rhythmically, its prehensile nature opening up all sorts of possibilities as it vibrated like the most high-tech sex toy she could possibly imagine.
It was difficult to focus between Thase’s fangs and Vrix’s tongue, the erotic dance of pain and pleasure tingling her skin. Two sets of glowing red eyes were glued to her face, but she couldn’t tear her gaze away from her cunt, the sight so erotic she felt her climax swiftly approaching.
Vrix pulled out, flicking his tongue against her clit with inhuman speed, and her back arched with pleasure.
“Yes!” she gasped, tangling her fingers in his dark hair. “Like that.”
He nodded, thrusting her against his mouth as his tongue pulsed, her moans growing louder with each movement. She could barely breathe, her heart thumping so loudly that it drowned out his muffled slurping, arousal winding around her center and building quickly.
Thase was still at her breasts, curling his tongue around one nipple, a tentacle circling and pinching the other. So many sensations happening at once and they were overwhelming, but nothing more so than the air of affection that surrounded all.
Before she knew it, her climax hit, a garbled groan emanating from her chest as she rocked her hips into Vrix’s face. He gripped her tightly, holding her against his unceasing tongue as swells of pleasure washed over her, bliss tingling her skin.
When he finally stopped, she released a great sigh, her eyelids heavy.
“Fuck, Giselle, you are so beautiful,” Thase muttered, pulling her into his arms.
“So beautiful,” Vrix said, crawling up the sandy ground and laying on her other side, his arm slung over her waist.
Her heart still raced, anticipation prickling her skin, but it seemed they were content with just pleasuring her.
She eyed the abandoned collar on the ground and though a part of her was eager for more, she was happy as the suns finally dipped below the waves, glowing stars peeking through the pastel sky.
Another time, maybe.
Vrix held her hand as they wandered the streets of Biarus, the nearby town. It had been a short trip on the Starlet, and Giselle had gasped in awe when they landed on the sun-drenched plateau.
All the buildings were made of that strange crystal-like material, transparent and glazed so it was difficult to see the interiors.
There was a towering obelisk in the center of town, a great milky white spire that shot into the sky.
Thase had told her it provided the energy for the entire village, much like the panels on the roof of their home on the beach.
She had not missed the way every Dalgur stared at her, some with mere curiosity, and others with something more sinister. They were all deviants here, after all, though neither Vrix nor Thase ever went into much detail about what exactly that meant.
Apparently, Occaro X7 was not far from the Dalgur homeworld. The planet had no intelligent species, so it was the perfect place to send Dalgurs who did not abide by the moral code. There were no prisons or jails on their home planet; exile or extermination were the only punishments.
A harsh world.
Thase was busy haggling for a piece of tech that he wanted for the Starlet, so she’d followed Vrix as he escorted her through the town.
He led her down a winding alley away from the main thoroughfare, the gentle grip of his hand steadying her as she tried not to be overwhelmed by all the new things she’d seen.
He’d been awfully quiet, not his normal, talkative self, but the walk was pleasant all the same.
Suddenly, he pressed her against the wall of a building, a rare shaded area in the bright town. There were no others around and she swallowed hard, but there was no malice in his eyes, just sadness.
“Giselle, I am so sorry for hurting you.”
They hadn’t truly discussed the incident since it had happened, but she’d thought she’d made it clear that she trusted him again. She was the one who’d asked Thase to remove the collar, wasn’t she?
“I forgive you,” she breathed, looking up at Vrix hunching over her.
He ran a hand through her hair, a touch that always soothed her, tingling the skin of her scalp. His other gripped her waist, a less subtle touch, one that sent a tug of arousal to her core.
“I knew you were delicate, and I did it anyway. I was not in my right mind, but that is not an excuse. If anything would have happened to you…” he trailed off, his eyes wet as if he were about to cry.
“Nothing happened, Vrix. I’m fine,” Giselle said, biting her lip. “And besides, I… like being hurt. Sometimes. Just… not that much.”
Being strangled half to death while he fucked her was horrific, but some unhinged part of her had loved it, loved the power he had over her, the way he made her tremble with fear.
The pleasure she experienced from pain and humiliation was undeniable, and she couldn’t imagine anyone delivering those things better than Vrix and Thase.
Vrix smiled, a devious grin that revealed his fangs.
“That can be arranged, my sweet. We’ve missed using you.”
It was true. Since he’d had the collar removed, all they’d done was argue over who got to “kiss” her cunt each evening.
She saw the way their muscles strained with their own need, but neither had tried to push her farther, focusing solely on her pleasure.
She’d enjoyed it, certainly, but there was something about resigning herself to being used like a toy that was more arousing than anything else.
“Tonight?” Giselle asked, her voice hitching with hope.
He chuckled, leaning in close so his face was inches from hers.
“If that is your wish.”
There was an expectant pause, her breath catching as his red eyes glimmered down into her hazel ones.
Then, a noise, both of them turning to see Thase, a glower on his face.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
Giselle giggled, and a moment later, Vrix silenced her with a kiss.