Sister Katherine (38 page)

She gasped, and he saw a flash of anger in her face.  As sweet and gentle as Katherine was, he’d long recognized the strength in her as well.  Gaining the surrender of his Matara was no small gift, and it was one Simdow cherished when she offered it.  Yet now he demanded that submission, and he wondered how she would respond.

He watched as she turned his orders over in her mind.  Her gaze darted to Miv and Vadef, standing nearby and watching them with avid interest.  They both looked away from her searching eyes, however.  They knew their place when it came to such power plays.  Neither man would even think of overruling Simdow as he assumed control.  In fact, they would assist him should she prove difficult. 

When Katherine saw she would find no allies in the Nobek or Imdiko, Simdow gently reminded her, “If you don’t want to be with me like this, you can say
sholt
.  It will all stop then.”

She swallowed, and Simdow sensed her surrender before she gave it.  “No.  I’m not ready to stop.”  Katherine took a deep, steadying breath and relaxed her entire body, making herself soft and accepting.  “I will obey.”

Simdow’s heart filled with a fierce love for his woman.  He’d won the best of them when he’d chosen Katherine.  No; he’d won when
she
had chosen to be his mate.

His voice thick with emotion, he said, “Then we will continue.  Be quiet and still for me.”

Katherine did tremble when his fingers, slick from her pussy juices, traced a lazy circle around her anus, but it was movement she couldn’t control.  By the ancestors, she was so beautiful to Simdow, her fair body bowed over the couch, legs spread open, pussy and ass left vulnerable to him.  The Dramok had every intention of taking full advantage of her acquiescence to his domination.

He plunged one slippery finger into her sweet, tight ass.  Katherine shuddered, and he could see her bite her lips together, withholding whatever sound that wanted to escape.  His finger moved in and out of her anus, twisting around, readying her for the ultimate taking.  That tight channel would feel wondrous around his primary cock, which already ached in anticipation.  That it was the most taboo sex in Katherine’s lexicon only added to the excitement.  She was surrendering so much more than her body to him in this instance.  By allowing Simdow the pleasure deemed so evil by those who had ruled her religion, she gave him everything.  It was a profound declaration of her love and trust in him, something he needed desperately right now.

He pushed a second finger in the reluctant channel.  Katherine’s hands, splayed against the surface of the lounging couch, clenched into fists.  Simdow worked her, loosening and opening her.  He was uncompromising but careful.  She showed no signs of pain, though her expression betrayed the tension she felt.  It might be that Katherine would never escape the now instinctual fear of being taken like this, no matter how much she enjoyed it.  That she did enjoy it Simdow was sure; her pussy remained soaked, the juices continually flowing. 

“My Matara, you may use your mouth to service another clanmate while I fuck you.”  He deliberately used the ruder word to shock her and see how it would affect her.

Katherine’s mouth flew wide open.  She barely snapped it closed again before the sound of a gasp could escape.  Her body offered a slight jerk.  However, she did not protest or try to move away.

Vadef exchanged a look with Miv.  The Nobek grinned at his younger clanmate. 

“Go ahead, my Imdiko.  I would like to have her all to myself afterward.”

Vadef smiled hugely.  “Thank you, Miv.  I do not have nearly the patience or control to withhold as you do.”

Simdow watched Katherine watch Vadef approach her.  The Imdiko pulled open the crotch of his uniform, freeing his glistening cocks to jut eagerly.  Simdow nodded his approval at his clanmate’s choice to not remove all his clothing.  There was something more powerful about remaining mostly clothed while one’s lover was naked and vulnerable.  It reminded the submissive partner that they had given themselves over to the other person’s command.

Vadef knelt on the sofa before Katherine.  He told her, “You may move to pleasure me with your mouth.  Start slowly with the smaller one.”

Katherine complied, lifting up on her elbows so that her pretty face was level with Vadef’s groin.  He lifted his already weeping primary cock out of the way.  Moments later, Katherine’s head bobbed up and down, the sounds of her suckling reaching Simdow’s ears.

The lovely moist noises tightened the Dramok’s groin.  He watched as Vadef’s eyes fluttered with pleasure, his gentle face slack as he watched Katherine’s head move up and down at an unhurried pace.  His fist stroked his main cock with a matching rhythm.  It was a beautiful sight for Simdow; his Imdiko being pleasured by their Matara. 

Now it was the Dramok’s turn to take pleasure while he continued to give it back.  He pulled his fingers free of Katherine’s tightness.  Simdow took his place between her spread legs, pushing them out a little farther between his.  She shivered but continued to fellate Vadef without pause.

“Give yourself to us,” he whispered as his primary cock zeroed in on her anus.  The tip nudged against that opening, and Simdow grasped Katherine’s hips to hold her steady.  He watched as his eager prick pressed in and slowly disappeared into her accepting flesh.

* * * *

Katherine didn’t know which was sweeter; the cock filling her mouth or the one filling her backside.  Next came the sensation of Simdow’s smaller member burrowing its way into her womanhood.  She was consumed by a pulsing glow throughout her body as she gave herself over to the men’s desires.

Simdow crept slowly inside, allowing her body to adjust as his girths grew larger.  The prolonged taking made her burn with need.  She had the almost overwhelming urge to shove back, to take him in all at once.  That was not what he wanted, however.  He had commanded her to remain still, to simply accept what he would give her.  Not only that, the firm grip he had on her hips allowed for no movement.  He would take what he wanted when he wanted it, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The only control she could exert was on Vadef, who moaned softly as she mouthed his secondary cock.  Katherine took the opportunity to experiment with what gave him the most pleasure.  She licked his length, feeling the veins of his penis throb hard and fast.  Once she reached the tip, she swirled her tongue over it, exhaling so her breath warmed him.  Next she took as much of him in her mouth as she could without gagging, then moved back to release him.  She worked him slow for a little while, then fast, then slow again.  She sucked hard as she released him bit by bit, her cheeks caving in with the effort.  Faster once more, her tongue rubbing his shaft as she worked.  Then her mouth came off him completely to flick the tip with quick little darts of her tongue.

She glanced up from time to time to gauge the Imdiko’s reactions.  One moment his mouth hung open as he gasped for air.  The next, his eyelids fluttered wildly as his lips trembled.  Or he watched her with hooded, dark eyes as he chewed his lower lip, moans drifting from his throat.

Katherine thrilled to his enjoyment.  She thought she was beginning to find her power as a woman, her ability to control even as she gave herself up to her lovers.

Meanwhile, Simdow pressed deep inside, forging a molten path within.  The double thickness of him made his smaller cock rub hard against the interior hot spot that sent her sex flexing with excitement.  His pelvis met her buttocks, yet he ground in tighter still until he hit something deep inside that flared with exquisite bliss.  Katherine couldn’t stop the cry that broke from her lips.  Vadef yelped a little from the vibrations she sent through his cock.

“Quiet,” Simdow growled, giving her butt a firm slap.

The strike was an exciting splash of heat that made her nether parts spasm, which only intensified the roil of molten delight.  Katherine shook all over as she fought the urge to cry out once more, as she battled to keep her body from writhing.  She loved Simdow’s control over her, his need to task her to obey his commands.  She loved how he pushed her to misbehave, forcing her to consciously make his will her own.  The enthrallment of their play made her every thought belong to him.

Simdow’s hips rocked, dragging his cocks out of her grasping sleeves, rubbing interior walls with eye-crossing friction.  He took his time emptying her until only the tips of his dual manhood remained.  He paused there, teasing her with the feeling of being just across the threshold of her body, drawing out the promise that she would be filled with him again.  Katherine could barely restrain the moan that trembled on her lips, a wordless plea for him to take her.

Then the Dramok shoved in, hard and fast.  He claimed her with power, slamming against her so hard that Katherine drove against Vadef, taking the entirety of his secondary prick so that it entered her throat.  She barely noticed how she gagged or the Imdiko’s gasps as divine ecstasy flared bright in her womb.  Acting on instinct alone, she backed off the choking cock and braced her hands against the sofa to better withstand another sudden impalement.

Once more, Simdow emptied her slowly and then invaded with merciless strength.  Over and over he combined the almost gentle withdrawal with brutal thrusting.  Katherine gushed wetness, her belly aflame with violent arousal.  Her sex throbbed and begged to be fed faster so that it could at last be sated.  She knew better than to beg Simdow for that, however.  No doubt her Dramok could conceive of even greater tortures than that of delayed climax.

As he pounded into her, Katherine thought of the blatant word Simdow had used earlier.  Fuck.  He had said he would fuck her.  Despite the shocking profanity, she knew it was the only word for what was happening now.  Simdow was fucking her; delightfully, deliciously, gorgeously fucking her.

As Simdow fucked her ass and pussy, Vadef pulled loose from her sucking mouth, only to replace the smaller cock with the larger.  Watching him, she carefully licked the pearl-like drop that glistened at the tip. 

Abruptly, her sweet-natured Imdiko looked every bit as feral as Miv.  Vadef’s lips pulled back from his teeth, showing his fangs descending.  His hands closed over the sides of Katherine’s head, his fists clenching in her spiraling curls.  His hips bucked forward to fill her mouth with his slick cock.  He drove in and out frantically, his body beginning to tense all over.  Veins popped out over his muscles and he snarled. 

Now she was being doubly fucked, in her mouth as well as from behind.  Katherine’s belly clenched, but she still needed Simdow to take her faster in order to release the growing pressure.

Vadef’s fists clenched painfully in her hair.  A moan rumbled in his chest, growing louder as it tore its way up his throat and out of his mouth.  His head fell back and he yelled at the ceiling.  A moment later, thick cream jetted into Katherine’s mouth, flooding until she had to gulp to keep from choking on it.  The hot pulses kept flowing, as if the Imdiko might never run dry.

Simdow snarled from behind her.  As if spurred by Vadef’s climax, he abruptly began pounding against her, driving in and out faster than she could comprehend.  The knotted feeling in Katherine’s stomach twisted tighter as the Dramok drummed harder and quicker, the friction actually burning…

Katherine’s world blew apart, and she screamed as her body gave way before steamrolling orgasm.  Vadef’s cum dribbled down her chin as she gave voice to the merciless spasms that engulfed her sex, firing up her spine to detonate in her brain.  Brilliant flashes went off before her eyes, blinding her.

She was still sobbing moans when Simdow froze, jammed up hard inside her.  He jerked in and out a couple times before he let go, firing a stream deep in her ass.  Katherine felt how his cocks pulsed inside as he cried out completion.

Moments later his weight settled on her, pinning her to the sofa and Vadef’s shuddering thighs.

* * * *

Miv watched his three clanmates lay in a heaped bunch, their bodies shaking, their mouths gasping.  Katherine still draped over the arm of the lounger, her head and upper chest pillowed on Vadef’s folded thighs.  Simdow lay on top of her, his eyes glazed and uncomprehending.  Vadef had wilted over the Dramok, his face slack as he rose and fell with Simdow’s breath.

They were a tangle of beautiful limbs and bodies, a sight to make him ache from want.  How could he possibly leave them, particularly his Matara, just to chase cheers and titles?

Miv had no idea what he would do with himself if he didn’t return to fighting or remain in the fleet.  Somehow, that didn’t matter right now.  At this moment, only Katherine mattered.  He’d figure it out.

Vadef slowly opened his eyes and blinked.  He looked at Miv for a moment through the sweaty strands of long hair that had fallen over his face.  The Imdiko’s expression said he thought he knew Miv, but couldn’t quite place him.  The big Nobek had to chuckle at his clanmate’s momentary confusion.  Vadef was boyishly sweet as he slowly regained his senses and smiled up at Miv.

He rose up so that he no longer drooped over Simdow.  The movement seemed to revive their Dramok as well; comprehension flooded into the strong, handsome face.  He too straightened, standing up on legs that Miv was sure he saw trembling.  Simdow blew out a breath and shook his head with a laugh. 

“By the ancestors, that was remarkable,” he said.

As Miv watched, the two bent over Katherine again, checking on their beloved.  Her sigh was one of immense satisfaction, making them all laugh out loud.

“That is a happy lifebringer,” Miv observed.

“Oh, my Nobek,” she said, getting to her feet with the help of Vadef and Simdow.  “You’ve been waiting.”

He smiled at her.  Her hair was a tousled, tangled mess.  She’d wept in the midst of her orgasm, and tear tracks still marked her cheeks.  Her disheveled state made her more beautiful than ever to Miv.  Katherine had the look of a well-loved woman.  It made his erections painful to see her like that.  He knew it would take next to nothing for him to climax.