Pale Stars in Her Eyes (6 page)

"That's what Armada claims.” The colonel ducked his imposing height through the doorway. “I'm getting more intrigued all the time by our beautiful human."

Only she isn't who you really want
, Ran thought with unerring conviction.

She had gulped down two glasses of wine with dinner, but she wasn't sure it was enough. Jerra was pleased they wished to include her when they ate their meals, however sitting at the table with three such tall, imposing men was a little uncomfortable, though they treated her respectfully and with solicitude. Tonight she knew what was going to happen afterwards, and it was confirmed by the speculative looks Ian Helm sent at her across the table. The tall colonel was a contrast to the clean-cut good looks of the other two men, having an almost satanic male beauty that matched his incredible physique. Rather like everything else that was rationed out on the ship, she was sure it was due for the brawny soldier to have his time with her.

It was frightening, but then again, her experiences so far had been wonderful and though his sheer size made her nervous, there was an element of exhilaration over the idea of him taking her sexually that made her pulse race.

The dishes were taken away, and her empty glass, and she still sat there, not sure what was expected.

When he stood, she felt her mouth go dry for he was so tall, she barely came up to the middle of his chest. He looked pointedly at her bedroom, and then her face, asking in a matter-of-fact tone, “Are you ready?"

The direct approach was probably not surprising from a military man who commanded men and directed battles, but it left her momentarily at a loss for words. She was also acutely aware of Larik and Ran, lounging in their chairs, obviously ready to watch everything.

No, she wasn't going to think about that.

She swallowed and nodded, rising on wobbly legs. He followed her in, shut the door, and looked at her with eyes so dark, they were as ebony as his glossy long hair. He said coolly, “I am not a smooth diplomat like Kartel, nor a brainy intellectual like Armada. However, I would never hurt a female, quite the opposite, so don't look at me as if I was going to eat you alive. Prisoner or not, you can rest assured if anything happens to threaten the expedition, I would die to protect you."

That speech—made without inflection but obviously sincere—made her blink. Not sure what to say, Jerra stood with her arms at her side and tilted her head up to stare into his face, seeing the elegant planes and angles in a new light, and noting his dark eyes held a soft light at odds with his formidable presence. She stammered, “I ... I appreciate that, for I was sure I was not significant, except in the most base of ways."

He lifted one ebony brow in an arch and a surprisingly warm smile lit his face. “On the contrary, you seem to have had a powerful impact on our companions. I'm assured this will be an experience to remember."

He meant sexually, of course, but still, the idea anyone cared enough about her to offer protection was moving. She slipped her dress off and tossed it aside. Nude, knowing the other two watched through the window, she gave him a return smile. They'd both seen it before, so why should she be embarrassed? “Is that a challenge, Colonel?"

Heat flared in his eyes as his gaze raked her nude body. “Maybe."

"I accept.” She turned and walked with deliberate nonchalance toward the cleansing room. Once inside, she opened the cupboard and took out one of the capsules, shut the door, and then changed her mind and took out another of the lubricants. She inserted them, though she had never touched herself so intimately much less pushed her finger inside her pussy. She was warm and soft inside, and hopefully, very elastic.

The telltale warmth of the dissolving tablets made her breasts instantly tight and her nipples taut. She walked back out to find Colonel Helm almost completely undressed. He tossed his last boot aside and unfastened his pants.

Good God
.

She had expected him to be very big. Huge, even, for Ran and Larik were big enough she had been apprehensive about their possession. But this time she was ... stunned.

His massive erection was so long and thick, she stopped walking and stared, all her bravado banished. It was obvious he was S-species. No human could ever have such a large penis, though she was not an expert on the subject.

"Don't be afraid.” The reassurance was made in a quiet voice that belied the fierceness of his arousal. “We can do this so you are in control, Jerra. Just come here."

In control of ...
that
?

When she didn't move, he took the initiative and lay down on the bed on his back. He didn't look any less enormous in that position, but at least he wasn't looming over her. She took a quivering step and another, not sure if she was fascinated or simply hypnotized by his erection.

"You can be on top,” he said softly, watching her cautious approach. “Take it as you wish, as far as you can. I won't even touch you if you don't want me to."

She had pleased the others, and he was being just as courteous and considerate, and she wanted to do the same for him. Not because of some duty she'd been told she owed by her captors, but because they treated her well and made her feel desired, not simply used. “Tell me what to do."

"Did you use a capsule?” His dark hair was a stark contrast to the white sheets.

A choked laugh gurgled from her throat and her gaze remained fixed on his cock. “Two."

"Good idea.” He chuckled, the sound reassuring. “As much as you worry I am too large, I am concerned you are too small."

"Maybe we shouldn't try."

"Maybe we should.” He lay there, dwarfing the bed, his nude body truly magnificent. “I need you and as Ran pointed out to me, your body is designed to accommodate more than just this.” He ran his finger along his swollen length as she watched and semen oozed from the large slit in the head.

Jerra could feel the effects of the two capsules and her pussy seemed to soften and weep with need. She was afraid of his enormous size, yet somehow wanted it, too. Squaring her shoulders, she climbed onto the bed. Effortlessly, he spanned her hips with his large hands and lifted her so she straddled him. His large erection lay high on his stomach, and she stared at it.

His hands, long-fingered and graceful for one whose art was war, slid upward and cupped her breasts. She sank her teeth into her lower lip to fight a moan and involuntarily arched backwards, thrusting her nipples against his palms. In turn, he fondled her and watched her reaction through heavy-lidded eyes. He resembled a warrior prince, with a web work of silvery scars across the heavily muscled plane of his chest, and his thick dark hair. “Such spectacular tits,” he murmured, rubbing her nipples with his fingers. The pressure was hard enough to make her take in a swift breath, yet also seductively gentle. “You see,” he pointed out in that same quiet and steady voice as he stroked her pliant flesh to erect points, “you do want to try. You're soaking wet, Jerra. Take me in your hand."

She looked at him at first in confusion, but when he lifted her easily, she understood.

Wrapping her fingers around his girth, she positioned the flared crest at her entrance and felt her pussy stretch wide open as he slowly began to lower her onto his cock. Bracing her hands on his chest, she squirmed to try to force him in and for a moment she thought it was as impossible as it looked, but slowly, with his hands supporting her weight, she absorbed the tip.

"Oh, God,” she moaned and sank a little lower, not sure if it was pleasure or pain, or a beguiling combination of both. He was hot and hard and so big she could not get her fingers entirely around him.

"Yes.” The word was a low hiss and his eyes closed briefly. “Oh, fuck, that's good. More."

"I'm trying.” Panting, almost wild with need now, she let her weight and the lubricant help her as she took more of his cock into her now burning pussy. The sheer size of it made her want to scream with pleasure for her labia was pulled apart and her clit was hard against his satiny, rock-hard length.

It felt impossibly good and she rocked, sucking in a breath at the discomfort coupled with ecstasy as she slid downward, taking more, more than she thought possible, until she realized incredulously he was in completely and her buttocks rested on the cradle of his hips.

Ian caressed her inner thighs with his thumbs, still holding her hips. “I can wait until you are adjusted to move. There's no hurry."

"Yes, there is,” she told him, staring into his dark eyes, knowing her entire body was flushed with need. She could feel the heat in her cheeks, her breasts, and especially in her aching, stretched pussy. “Lift me a little,” she pleaded. “I'm so close."

"I never disappoint a lady,” he muttered, her weight seemingly incidental as he eased her up and let her slowly back down.

That easily, she started to come. The first ripple tightened her already overfilled passage around his cock and she went wild, grasping his bulging biceps and unable to keep the orgasm at bay any longer. Head back, her long hair streaming down her back, she clenched around him and her inner muscles shook with the strain of his penetration.

It was incredible, and she gasped out a weak cry before she slid forward against him.

"I've got you,” he whispered in her ear. “I need to finish."

He rolled, and she let him take her until she was on her back. He slid out a little bit the first time and gently pushed back in against her softened, slick flesh, and when she showed no sign of discomfort, began a more assertive rhythm of thrusts in and out. Beneath his large body, she felt overwhelmed, and not just by his size, but by what was happening to her. The pain was gone or incidental and all she felt was his carnal cadence and the joining of their bodies.

She climaxed again almost immediately in complete joyous abandon, and he suddenly gave a fierce growl and pulled back a fraction so when he erupted inside her, the forceful hot gush didn't cause pain. His testicles were the size of her bunched fists and she felt what seemed to be an endless stream of sperm pump against the mouth of her womb.

Afterwards, when he eased free, she felt hollow inside, as if something were missing. He cradled her close and it felt a little like being held by a rock, except for his long, passionate kisses and the reverent way he explored her body with his hands.

Three gorgeous, considerate lovers and months to enjoy them, she thought sleepily as he nuzzled her neck.

Perhaps being captured wasn't so bad after all.

Ran sipped his wine and stared through the window at the sleeping girl. The artificial light spilled over her golden hair and lent it highlights of pale platinum. She lay on her side like a child, one hand beneath her cheek, and with the sheet to her waist, her bare, ivory breasts quivered a little with each deep breath. Long lashes lay like delicate shadows on her cheeks.

It was odd, but he had never felt jealousy before. Well, maybe it still wasn't jealousy, maybe it was something else, but he could not think what. Yes, he'd watched her with Ian, seen her enjoyment, and being what and who he was, knew she'd felt afraid at first, but had courageously overcome it and found pleasure instead.

She was remarkable. Incredible. Special in a way that wasn't just sexual. He sensed their intertwined destinies even before the lieutenant had ushered her into the room. He didn't just admire her beauty—though her potent attraction was certainly part of what he felt—he admired her spirit. He didn't need to be told that her circumstances, not to mention the presence of the three of them, were probably very intimidating, yet she had taken his advice from their first night together and was making the best of the situation.

In truth, he was a little confused himself. Yes, he was glad she was bent on enjoying herself rather than feeling forced and used. The trouble was, he uncharacteristically wished she were enjoying herself only with him.

Never in his life had he felt possessive over a female.

Only three days since she'd been delivered and he'd already decided he would petition to be the one to breed with her. The fact he had influence meant almost surely his request would be granted, and he could keep the resulting child if he wished.

He had a feeling he would.

If
he lived past the landing at Septinium. Ever since they had boarded the ship he'd had disturbing dreams, nightmares like he hadn't endured since he was very young and his parents were killed in an explosion. The sense of foreboding was strong and it had him worried. The future, usually so crystal clear, was full of shadows.

Jerra sighed and stirred in her sleep.

He ached to go to her suddenly. Not to make love to her, but to simply lie there and hear her breathe. It was a unique desire, and it startled him.

"You can't sleep?"

He glanced up from his brooding observation and saw Ian had come out of his room. He'd showered away the musk of lovemaking and wore a black robe that suited his coloring. Running his fingers through his damp hair, Ian dropped into a nearby chair and followed the direction of Ran's gaze. His normally hard expression softened. “I wore her out, I think."

Ran smiled with a little effort. “I think so, too."

"You were right. She's exceptional. I came so hard, I was afraid she would overflow. That hot little pussy is remarkable, though."

"Jerra was afraid she would fail you after pleasing Larik and myself. Since we all treat her well and don't make her feel like a slave or a whore, she wants to give back. I find it endearing, and quite frankly, arousing. Then again, just looking at her seems to give me an erection."

"Did you have to go jack off like Armada the other night?” Ian looked amused. “You could have joined us. I don't mind sharing."

He'd thought about it, but the trouble was,
he
minded sharing, which was a bit disturbing. When she was in his arms, he didn't want her attention on what anyone else might be doing to her delectable body.

"No, I'm saving it for tomorrow.” Ran drained his wine glass. “She still has a lot to learn. For instance, that not only can a male lick a woman's pussy, but a female can lick and suck a cock."