Chapter 4 #6
Victor drew her hips up and pushed her legs forward, bending her knees in the process.
Raphael pulled her arms forward and secured her wrists with one strong hand.
This prevented her from rearing or struggling.
Then Victor fucked her bottom with the trainer.
She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to ignore the fullness and the sensual slide, but her body recognized the sensations, knew exactly where they led.
Tingling tension gathered low in her belly, and she pressed her face against the bedding to muffle her impending sobs.
They were arousing her, stimulating her body in a way she’d never imagined to be pleasurable.
She didn’t want this and resented that they were making her enjoy it.
Her will was being eroded by their skill and the pheromones emanating from their bodies.
She moaned helplessly as tears escaped the corners of her eyes.
The sting had long since faded, but the overwhelming fullness remained.
And the slide. In and out, like a long, hard cock.
Her hips lifted of their own volition as her clit began to tingle.
He wasn’t even touching her there, yet the steady shuttle of the trainer had her teetering on the brink of an orgasm.
That was the lesson. Not only could she enjoy having her bottom fucked, but she could come with nothing more than anal penetration.
Pleasure burst inside her and Claire cried out.
Her pussy spasmed and tingling sensations zipped down her inner thighs.
Her toes curled and her bottom tightened around the torturous toy.
She was frustrated and humiliated, and each rippling spasm only accented her defeat.
They won this round. No one could deny that she’d enjoyed this.
Victor pushed the trainer deep into her bottom and left it there. Then he straightened and drove his cock into her pussy.
Claire cried out as another surge of pleasure shook her.
Had that been a separate orgasm or a continuation of the first?
She ceased to care as Raphael lifted her upper body so he could return to his earlier position against the headboard.
He buried his hands in her hair and brought her mouth down over his cock.
She took him, letting him control her. Fighting them was pointless.
This was their world. She needed to learn how to survive within it.
Victor felt massive because of the trainer, and he was plenty big all by himself. She moaned around Raphael’s cock, overwhelmed and confused. Their needs and motivations made perfect sense. It was her own that she couldn’t see clearly.
Raphael gripped her head, controlling her movements as he drove into her mouth.
Victor held her hips firmly as he roughly fucked her pussy.
Stretched, filled, taken, no, conquered.
There was no better word for how she felt.
Her body belonged to them. Her thoughts and feelings didn’t seem to matter.
Her body was going to do what they wanted it to do regardless of her objections.
Raphael moved one of his hands from her face to her breasts. He pinched her nipples then gave each quivering mound a firm slap. She gasped around his surging cock, confused by the punishment.
“Pain heightens pleasure,” he explained, easily interpreting her emotions. “And I want you to scream with your next orgasm.” He pinched her nipples hard, twisting each sensitive tip before letting them go.
She cried out as well as she could and twisted trying to evade his hurtful fingers.
Their movements sped, became even more aggressive.
Victor’s hips slapped her ass and his entire length slammed into her pussy.
Raphael grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down onto his cock.
Over and over, he took her mouth with inescapable urgency.
They were rough now, harshly using her pussy and mouth as if she had no purpose but to pleasure them. The thought sent a twisted thrill through her body and made her clit tingle. Her pussy tightened around Victor’s cock as yet another orgasm built with staggering speed.
Raphael caught one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Victor reached around and did the same on the other side. They compressed the sensitive flesh until her nipples went numb. Claire moaned, holding still and allowing them to command her senses. It wasn’t like she had a choice.
They released at the same time and Claire screamed.
The orgasm triggered by their cruelty detonated with explosive power.
Her inner muscles spasmed painfully and tingling heat flooded her arms and legs.
She whimpered and trembled, lost in the sensory storm assailing her body.
Then the floaty sensation returned with a vengeance, blurring reality as the waves of pleasure went on and on.
Raphael pulled back into her mouth and spilled his seed on her tongue. Each hot jet intensified his taste and sent little aftershocks of her orgasm ricocheting through her body. Claire swallowed as fast as she could, struggling to keep up with his release.
When he’d finished, she pushed up on shaky arms, drawing her mouth off Raphael’s cock.
She licked the last of his cum off her lips and fought against the emotions welling within her.
That had been the most intensely pleasurable experience of her life, and yet it left her feeling lost and vulnerable.
She would not break down in front of these two.
They had no right to know how deeply they’d affected her.
Panting harshly, Victor pulled out of her pussy. He casually removed the trainer and set it aside then collapsed onto his side.
His seed trickled out of her pussy and Claire lost her battle with her tears. “Where’s the bathroom? I need a shower,” she sobbed, embarrassed and overwhelmed. Victor reached for her, but she scrambled off the side of the bed. “I need a few minutes alone.”
Raphael took her by the hand and led her into the adjoining bathroom. He didn’t speak, but his orange gaze assessed her. He turned on the shower and motioned her inside.
“Thanks,” she whispered, wiping her eyes with her fingertips.
“Are you sure you want to be alone?”
“Yes,” she said firmly. She needed to think, to process, and all she wanted when they were near was sex.
To her surprise, he nodded and said, “I’ll go gather your clothes. There are clean towels in that cabinet.”
After he left, she checked the water temperature then moved beneath the spray.
With the water to conceal her tears and muffle the sound of her sobbing, Claire released the stranglehold on her emotions.
This had been so much more intense than she’d expected.
Her friends warned her that sex was different with Rydarian males, but nothing prepared her for the pleasure and pain.
And it would only intensify from here. She covered her mouth and released a shuddering sob.
Raphael had only spanked her with his hand, but she’d heard that some males used straps and floggers.
Victor wanted to fuck her ass, and he was even bigger than the trainer.
She couldn’t fixate on the details if she wanted to unravel her emotions. There were principles to decide. Did she want to continue this courtship? Mating with someone was unavoidable, but did she like these two males? Could she picture a future by their sides? Her assessment needed to start there.
The answer with Victor was easy. He was personable and even-tempered, intelligent and ambitious. He would make any woman a solid mate.
Raphael on the other hand was more complicated. She hadn’t liked him when she first met him, but the more time she spent with him the more intrigued she was by him. The other eagles respected and trusted him enough to elect him as co-leader. She was impressed by all he’d overcome in his life.
She found no fault with either of them physically. There was no doubt that they were sexually compatible, but Raphael’s need for pain was concerning. Unfortunately, the only way she could make a definitive decision was to spend more time with them, which would doubtlessly mean more sex.
Sniffing away the last of her tears, she wet down her hair and reached for what she hoped was shampoo.
As she lathered her thick locks, her mind drifted back to what had just happened in the bedroom.
She’d known that having sex was likely tonight, but her reaction to their dominance surprised her.
Submission never interested her before. She always thought she was too strong, too independent to give up control.
Yet as soon as they took control, she’d had one incredible orgasm after another. And that floaty feeling. She’d never experienced anything like that before. Even the pain had only added to the pleasure if she were brutally honest with herself.
Okay, so the sex had been amazing, but what did this mean in the long run? Were Raphael and Victor the right males for her? Could she be content as their shared mate?
She rinsed her hair and poured body wash into the palm of her hand. She’d barely begun to explore Eagle Village, but she was intrigued by what she’d learned. Being surrounded by ambitious scientists was far more appealing to her than interacting with professional soldiers.
Victor tapped on the shower door a few minutes later. “Mind if I join you?”
She started to tell him that she was finished, but changed her mind. “Come in.”
He stepped into the enclosure and quickly closed the door. “You okay? We were pretty rough with you, especially for a first time.”
She nervously licked her lips. “I’m fine. A little sore, but I’ll survive.”
He adjusted the spray so it covered them both, then pulled her into his arms. “Show me where it hurts and I’ll be happy to rub it.”
She laughed, snuggling against his warm body. “I might take you up on that.”
“Your emotions are all over the place.” His voice was warm and nonjudgmental. He just sounded concerned. “I think you need to talk about what you’re feeling.”
“I feel like the universe is being redefined and there’s nothing I can do about it,” she admitted. “I was told about the tracker nanobots, but part of me still expected to go home.”
His warm hand stroked up and down her back, soothing rather than arousing her. “You don’t feel that way anymore?”
She shook her head, leaning back just far enough so she could see his face. “Courting means I’m planning a future on Rydaria. And that means I’m never going home.”
He framed her face with his hands and looked deep into her eyes. “No, it means that you’re starting to accept that, like it or not, Rydaria is your home.”
She nodded, but the realization made her sad. Tightening her arms around him, she pressed her body against his and soaked in the comfort of his strong embrace. “This feels nice.”
“Oh, my love, nice will never do.” He lowered his head and captured her mouth in a slow, deep kiss.