Night of the Zandians (Zandian Brides 1)

“Come on.” Tarren sits on the edge himself and pulls me closer. “Let’s take out that plug now so Jax can replace it with his cock.”

“Yes, please, please,” I murmur. I don’t even care if it hurts. If his cock in my ass means an orgasm, he can put it there as often as he wants.

Tarren picks me up as easily as if I were made of air. “When I lower you down, keep your ass cheeks loose,” he says. “I’ll let you stand on the floor and lower yourself onto Jax’s cock. If you go slowly, it won’t hurt.”

“Yes,” I whisper, and he rubs more lubricant around my tight hole.

“Now,” he tells me, setting me onto Jax’s lap and allowing me to stand, my thighs parted, my ass cleft pressing down against Jax’s hard, straining cock. “Wiggle until you feel him at the very entrance, then lower down.”

Jax takes my hips into his hands. “Like this, Riya.”

At first, it feels like the plug, but as he presses me downward, his cock pressing further into my body, his greater width makes it a much tighter fit.

“Oh,” I gasp, as the pain increases.

“Ease up,” suggests Tarren, and bends over to lick my nipples. “Riya, you look so vecking amazing like this, your pussy wet for us to veck, so obedient, sinking down onto Jax’s cock. You’re the hottest being in the galaxy right now.”

I stand back up to relieve the burn, and Jax’s strong hands hold my hips, and now Tarren has his hands on my shoulders, providing a firm pressure while he sucks my nipples.

Jax reaches around and strokes my clit, and soon enough I’m pushing into his fingers, all discomfort forgotten in the quest for pleasure.

“The sooner you take my entire length, the sooner you will get accustomed to me,” Jax urges, and presses my hips downward.

This time the lubrication and my arousal do the trick, and I find my body opening up, little by little, to accept his thick, hard cock. I gasp when I find myself on his thighs, his entire length inside me.

“The first time is the worst,” Jax soothes me, pressing his lips to my shoulder. “It will be easier next time, Riya.”

Even as he speaks, having him inside me feels good. Really good. He begins to move, his strong arms controlling me effortlessly on his cock. After a few minutes, he shifts me faster, harder, and a tingling need grows inside of me, somewhere deep, mysterious.

“Oh, it feels so good,” I cry, breathless.

Tarren groans. “Now it’s time for me, Riya.”

Jax uses his hands on my hips to stand me up, his cock releasing from my ass with a pop, and hands me over to Tarren, who sits down and pulls me to straddle him. “You’re going to ride my cock, Riya,” he mutters, and it’s only a second later before he impales me onto his member. He’s even longer and thicker than Jax, and I’m relieved that he’s the one in my pussy. And Mother Earth, does it feel good. He’s pressing on all the parts of me that I like to stroke; even my clit rubs against him where our bodies mate.

“Ride, Riya,” he orders.

So I do. The minute I start, the rhythm makes itself known to me, and I find that I can control the depth and places he rubs me. He grabs my nipples and squeezes, twists them in his fingers, uses them as handles. It’s fantastic, and I pant, working my thighs to bounce harder.

I barely notice Jax behind me, and when Tarren stops me from moving for a minute so Jax can spread my ass cheeks and apply more lubricant, I obediently loosen my muscles and tip up my hips so Jax can enter my ass more easily.

At first it burns when Jax’s cock enters my ass, but within seconds it’s back to the bliss. I can’t tell where my body ends and theirs begin; all I know is that with two huge Zandian cocks in my ass and pussy, I’m going to die from pleasure. Jax pumps me hard from behind, and the force of his movements push me up and down on Tarren’s cock. Tarren assists by gripping my hips and adjusting me. I can smell Tarren’s body when I ride him, musky and like forest, and my own sex wafting up to me every time Jax pumps. I’m so wet I can hear my pussy making little squelching sounds on Tarren’s cock, and Jax’s groans each time he vecks me harder.

“Are you close?” Tarren grunts.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Yes,” roars Jax.

“Riya, you may come once both of us come,” Tarren orders.

Jax stiffens and I feel his cock shoot hot fluid into me. At the same time, Tarren jerks in my pussy, and the feeling of being so full sets me off. I scream out my pleasure, falling into the most exquisite orgasm of my life. My whole body is full of glittering light and joy.

When I awake, I’m on the hoverdisk in Tarren’s arms, with a soft cover over me. Jax lies beside us, his hand on top of my thigh through the blanket, and Ronan is on the other side, his hand on my ankle. I hold my breath, because Tarren’s stroking my hair, a gesture so tender—especially coming from him—that I don’t want to ruin the moment.

But they all notice immediately. “Riya,” Tarren says, his voice gruff. “How are you feeling?”

I shift experimentally. “I’m fine.” I flush. “Good.”