Bought By The Zandians (Zandian Brides 2)

“Gonna like this even more.” He softly presses me forward, away from his chest. “Ride Gorde again, baby, and stick that ass out nice and high.”

“With pleasure, Master.” I’m so wet that I slide easily down onto Gorde’s hard cock, smiling at his grunt of pleasure. I wiggle my body so my ass is arranged and spread my thighs, my breath coming faster. “It’s…will it hurt?” A momentary concern makes me look back to check his face. But he’s smiling. “Face forward,” he reminds me.

A bottle clicks and warm oil runs down my ass cleft. Benn rubs it into my body, pushing his finger into my body just a bit, then deeper as I relax into his touch.

“Just enough to make it even better,” he promises, drizzling more oil down my body, rubbing it into my ass. “And then it will make you scream with delight.”

I clench my pussy on Gorde’s cock, and clench my ass tight down on Benn’s finger, already enjoying the double pleasure.

“Not yet,” he warns, and gives me a sharp slap on my ass. “Right now you stay open, little human. Open nice and wide for my fingers, or how else will I get this huge cock into you?”

I moan but obey, allowing my muscles to go slack as he adds a second oiled finger to the first. “You see?” He pumps them in and out. “How it gets easier. How vecking good it feels.”

“Mmmm.” I push down onto Gorde’s cock. “I’m almost ready—”

“No,” Benn snaps and slaps my ass with his other hand and I clench again. He punctuates each word with a slap. “You. Will. Wait. For. Permission.”

I moan. “But I need to.”

“Oh, is that so?” He spanks again. “You come before you’re told, little slave, and we’ll take the belt to you until you can’t sit tomorrow. Is that what you want?”

“No!” But his words inflame me, and now it’s harder to hold back. “Gorde, Benn!”

“Keep that ass open,” he warns, and presses the tip of his thick cock to my ass. “Because you only get to come once we’re both buried balls deep in you. Is that clear?”

“Yes…” I moan, and the sounds turns to a hiss of pain as he pushes into me, inch by inch. It’s excruciating, and I can’t take more, until suddenly my body releases the tension and he slides in. I’m impossibly full, but it doesn’t hurt anymore, and the excitement at this development drives me wild. I move, tentative at first, pulsing my pussy on Gorde’s cock, lightly. Then harder. Each time I press my muscles together, I clench on two cocks, and as they press into me, on all the right places, my orgasm grows in a new way. It’s something I’ve never felt before, the sensation blooming from so deeply inside me I can’t breathe.

“Mother Earth…” I whisper, digging my nails into Gorde’s back, clenching my toes along with my cunt. “I can’t…I can’t…”

Benn pulls out just an inch, then drives back in gently. Gently. Then hard. I scream at the sensation; it’s too much and not enough.

Gorde grabs my hips. “Danica, ride me while he vecks your ass. Now.”

I tremble, and the rhythm builds as the three of us become one entity. It’s a slow dance as I go down onto Gorde’s cock, then back onto Benn’s, back and forth. Their hands are all over me, pulling, tugging, squeezing. My pussy and ass are on fire with desire and I’m calling out words, names, invocations. As the feeling grows, there’s no holding back, no waiting for permission.

I scream and tighten all my muscles and explode into the most glorious orgasm of my entire life, my body on fire with joy. Each nerve ending vibrates with pleasure, the most incredible thing possible. It’s like I can see the entire universe behind my closed lids, all the colors of the stars, the galaxies.

And as I come and come, pulsing with the joy of our union, both of my mates come, too. They roar out my name and grab my body, all of us sweaty and hot, the moment taking us all from three to one. I fear I’ve fallen for both of them, irrevocably. Mother Earth, I think I’m in love. What will happen when they discover my secret?

Benn

“I can’t believe it’s already been four weeks.” I clip my combat belt to my waist and glance at Gorde who’s adjusting the flight coordinates inside our craft. Outside the window, the purple sun rises large on the horizon, a sight that never fails to make me swell with pride: Zandia.

He glances over at me and grins. “Four perfect weeks with our new little human.”

“You’re glowing like a imploding star.” I roll my eyes, but can’t help smiling back. “She is vecking amazing, I have to admit it.”

“No regrets?” He raises an eyebrow, and looks away briefly to talk into his comms unit. “Lifting off in five.” He turns back to me. “At all?”

I shake my head. “I’m content.” I tilt my head, surprised a

t my own admission. “With our little human.”

“Good.” He slaps the console. “And speaking of little…have you noticed?” He touches his stomach. “I think she’s not so little anymore.”

I lean forward. “I thought so too.” Excitement courses through my body. “A young, Benn. Ours.” I punch one fist into my other hand. “Veck.” It’s exciting, but nerve-wracking as well.

He notes my expression. “If we can do this”—he waves a hand around our high-tech craft—“surely we can take care of a tiny little creature.” He winces. “Who needs everything.”