Chapter 13
Sharp takes me to bed after all the events, and I know there’s a decent chance this isn’t going to be just about going to bed. He’s going to want a reckoning of some kind.
Sure enough, no sooner are we tucked up under the covers than he starts talking.
“You should not have touched my sword,” he says. “You know that is absolutely forbidden, don’t you?”
I snuggle up against him, hoping that if I cuddle up cute and sleepy enough I won’t have to deal with the lecture that I know I have coming.
“Touching my weapon is absolutely forbidden,” he murmurs in my ear as his hand slides up and down my back in a soothing motion. He is comforting me, even as he lectures me.
“I know, but I had to.”
“You did not have to,” he says. “They would have stopped themselves in short order. You do not need to mediate our behavior.”
“I do when that’s the behavior.”
“I understand why you felt that way, but that’s not your job. You don’t need to try to control this, or us. You try to control so much…”
“I do not!”
“Pet, you are trying to stop the human pet trade.”
“Because I’m a good person! I’m helping women who are abducted against their will. I’m allowed to try to make a difference.”
“It has cost you so much. It has cost you your mind on more than one occasion. You have the chance to put the burden down and become our breed pet. You will have a baby soon. You will have priorities of your own. You won’t be able to save the universe.”
“Yes, I will,” I deny, sounding quite petulant. “And yes, I can.”
Sharp pats my butt. “We won’t keep letting this happen. And neither will the people you used to work for. We can guarantee the next time you are caught, you will be killed. I do not want to keep you captive, pet. But I will if I have to.”
“You couldn’t if you tried.”
I feel myself being rolled over onto my back. Then he is above me, his hand on my chin, directing my gaze to his face.
“Pet,” he says, his voice calm, but determined. “I won’t let you risk your life again. I will put you in chains, if I have to. I will keep you leashed like an animal. You may never know another day of freedom in your life if I am not satisfied that you will keep yourself safe.”
I try to squirm out of his grip, but he is merciless about it. He locks me in position, his eyes raking over my face. My hips dance as my body responds to his easy dominance.
“It was an adorable display, but that’s all it was, a display. When I tell you that you are mine, I am not speaking metaphorically. I mean it. You belong to me in every sense anyone can belong to anyone else.”
“Not a display,” I whimper.
“Yes,” he says, squeezing my face a little. “I’m not going to let you think you have the burden of trying to control us. Three of us can barely handle you. There is no way you could ever hope to manage us. It’s not your role, it’s not your job, and I won’t allow it. Understand?”
I nod helplessly, as much as I can.
“Good,” he says, dropping a kiss on my forehead. “Now tell me, pet. How much do you want me to breed you right now?”
My pussy is absolutely soaking with desire. Sharp knows how to let me have just enough rope, and how to pull me back in and make me submit for him like a good little animal.
“Please,” I whimper, not really answering the question, and not really needing to either.
He spreads my legs and uses the dripping desire between my legs to lube both of his cocks.
When this alien fucks me, it is always in both my holes. This will be no exception.
I cannot help but make squeaking sounds adjacent to something like pain as he presses into my pussy and spreads my ass wide as well. He is moving slowly, but with a firm intensity that demands my body submit to him.
I hold onto him and I submit to him, I feel my ass being filled and the aching tightness of my pussy being stretched again. The brief flash of realization that Boss will be the last to fuck me, with his most massive cock and likely no mercy at all, makes me gasp.
“Good girl,” Sharp says encouragingly, rocking his hips back and forth, using me for his pleasure. “You have always been so good at getting fucked, haven’t you. You never deny the use of these tight little holes, because you always get so wet when we want you.”
My body produces more liquid desire in response to his lewd comments. He is so right; when my mates show me this kind of intensity, there’s something in me that always responds.
He rolls over onto his back, keeping me on both his cocks as his big scaled hands grip my ass, guiding me up and down the length of both shafts.
This is the most gentle way he can mate me.
I know he’s trying to avoid hurting me. But he’s dominating the hell out of me regardless, keeping me in motion on his cocks.
“Ride me, pet,” he orders, moving his hands from my ass to my face.
I do as I am told, working myself back and forth on his scaled appendages, feeling the hot, tight ache in my ass and the even more tender flesh of my pussy. I try not to complain, because if he thinks he’s hurting me he might stop me, and I don’t want to be stopped. I want to be fucked.
Kronos dominates me roughly. Sharp has some way of making me want to please him. Our bond is very different. He reaches up and cups my face.
“I will follow you from one end of the universe to the other,” he tells me. “I will never let you go. I will protect you from everything, mostly from yourself. Now come on my cocks. Do you want me to count you down?”
I nod.
“Ten,” he says, pulling me down on his cocks and making me grind back and forth.
“Nine,” he says, lifting me up to the tip of both cocks.
“Eight,” he growls, sinking me back down all the way, slowly and deeply. I let out a long moan. My clit is tingling, my pussy is so swollen and so tender and gripping him so hard. “Are you going to come for me on time, pet?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Good girl,” he praises, proceeding to fuck me nice and firm and hard.
“Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two…” Those strokes are swift and rutting.
“One,” he growls, pulling me down on top of him, wrapping his arms around me and holding both my arms behind my back as he hammers his hips up into me, pounding my pussy and my ass as rough and as hard as I can take.
I scream as orgasm rushes through me, cascading from my scalp all the way to my fingers and toes. I buck and wriggle on his cocks, feeling him loose himself inside me, his seed joining Kronos’ deep in my fertile bare pussy.
He keeps fucking me and I keep coming. The orgasm is drawn out far longer than I thought it could go on. Every time his cocks pound inside me, I feel my inner walls rippling and gripping, my toes curling and my heart pounding.
By the time his thrusts slow and I am allowed to come down from the heights of a most intense orgasm, one that feels as though it has drained every bit of energy from me, I have nothing left to give. No comments, no promises, no words.
I fall asleep on his chest, wrapped in his arms, both of my ravaged holes leaking his seed back onto his body.
“So,” Boss says. “Guess it’s my turn to breed you.”
I am so fucking sore. Yesterday’s absolute marathon has left me aching when I walk. The morning has broken, and I am nursing a cup of low-level stimulant. Sharp and Kronos have made themselves scarce because it is, as Boss says, his turn.
“I…”
He puts his massive hand on my head and ruffles my hair. “It’s okay,” he says. “I heard you screaming last night. I bet you’re as sore as you’ve ever been, huh.”
“Yes,” I say. “I’m sorry.”
“You do not need to be sorry,” he says.
“You were ready to gore Kronos last night,” I remind him. “You want this.”
“I can wait for you to be ready again,” he says. “I have waited, and will wait years for you if need be.”
“Then what will we do?”
He smirks. “I want to take you out,” he says. “Do you want to see more of the station, besides the bushes in lover’s lane?”
“How did you know we did it in the bushes?”
He snorts. “Everybody does it in the bushes.”
Boss takes me out into the station, but we don’t go to the bushes to fuck like rutting animals. Instead we go to a café, and we enjoy baked goods. As I am tucking into a muffin loaded with cream, Boss produces a couple of wrapped packages for me.
“Presents,” he says. “Open them.”
“Wow, really, you got me something?”
“I want you to have these,” he says. “After last night, I think you should.”
I open the boxes to reveal about the last things I’d expect one of my mates to give me: a small, curved dagger, and a small energy pistol.
“Weapons? You’re giving me weapons?”
“You deserve to be able to protect yourself,” he says. “And you deserve to feel like you have choices. You might be our pet, but you don’t have to be our… anything you don’t want to be. Do you know why I tried to gore Kronos last night?”
“Why?”
“Because of the look on your face when he brought you back. You looked like you hadn’t been given a choice. You looked ruined.”
“I wasn’t ruined,” I say, emphasis on the ruined. “I was just…”
“I want you to know you can say no, so that your saying yes means something. And if you ever find yourself cornered in this, or any other place, I want you to be able to get yourself out.”
Boss seems like he’d be the roughest, most brutal of all my mates, because he’s the one with the most animal features and the biggest… ahem. But there’s a real deep soul behind his big, dark eyes.
“Thank you,” I say, wrapping my arms around his big neck. “You’re so good to me.”
“I am,” he agrees. I giggle, and he does his animal snort laugh. “Are you ready to get out of here?”
“I am ready to say thank you,” I grin, being about as artful about sex as I can be while being pretty brazen.
Boss takes me back to the ship, to the lounge. It’s empty at the moment, but as I open his pants to thank him for my very own weapons, I’m pretty sure I see Sharp and Kronos come in.
“My pussy is a little sore, but…”
His thick cock springs free, already hard at the notion of breeding me. I bend my head down a little and lap the top of his alien cock like a lollipop.
“Yes,” my Minotaur groans. “Oh, yes, such a fucking good pet.”
He grips my hair in both hands, making impromptu pigtails. He pulls my head down toward his cock. I can’t suck it all the way, but he’s happy to fuck my mouth with the massive head of his Minotaur cock.
I am aware of Kronos and Sharp watching this, my third breeding. One of them will father my first child. All of them will father our family. I am getting turned on thinking about how many times this will happen, how often they will ravage me, use me, bend me over and just fuck me hard and fast and…
He pulls me off his cock and picks me up. My legs wrap around his waist out of instinct and it is my turn to reach for a grip point as he lowers my very well used pussy onto his cock very slowly. I hold onto his horns as I sink onto the raging girth of his rod with a long sigh.
“I will never tire of this sight,” Sharp murmurs. “The way her pretty pussy grips a cock is a thing of art.”
“Wait until she starts to swell with our child,” Kronos says. “Wait until her breasts become full with milk to feed our babies.”
I am getting wetter listening to them plan our future.
Finally we have all found a peace I did not think was possible.
They have fought for me and over me for longer than anybody should ever have to.
They have followed me to the ends of the Earth and they have tamed me time, and time, and time again.
Boss fucks me with real passion, sliding me just as deep as I can take it, going slowly, ensuring I am not hurt even though of course I am tender from the repeated use.
This should hurt. When I woke up this morning, I felt like I’d been fucked by the galaxy.
But there’s something about Boss and the way he makes me feel that is once again alchemizing pain into something else—tenderness, connection, pure fucking lust.
We are creating a new home now between us, in the joining of their cocks in my pussy, in the way they love me, and in the way I love them so much I would give up my world and my name simply to be their one and only:
Pet.
The End