Page 34 of Bought and Shared

“Fuck me, Oren! I’m so hard watching you get our girl all nice and slippery with your tongue,” Knox says, as I finally remember his presence.

Leaning onto my forearms, I give him a knowing look.

I finger the gasping Aurora’s pulsing channel with two digits, preparing our mate for his fat rod as he watches intently.

He’s already naked, and his wet hair indicates he must have taken the fastest shower in history.

Stroking his enormous cock, he appears positively lust drunk as he takes in the debaucherous view in front of him.

“Did you want to fuck this tight cunt, Brother?”

Knox’s nostrils flare as Aurora’s hips kick up, demanding I finish what I’ve started.

“Yup,” he grunts, fisting his shaft with such force I wonder if it will be sore come the morning.

“Good,” I say, giving the woman beneath me a few more quick strokes of my tongue before adding, “because I’m going to take her ass tonight.”

The flames of desire grow so hot in Knox’s gaze that I can almost feel them burn my skin from across the room.

“Fuck, yes! I can’t wait to watch you wreck her tiny little hole.” Knox’s precum spurts onto his fingers and glops heavily onto the floor with a splat. “I’m going to unman myself at the mere thought of you splitting her little body wide open while I fuck her mouth.”

Aurora moans and whimpers at the same time. I’m not sure if she’s looking forward to the dark delight or begging me not to do it. Either way, I’m getting inside her ass tonight.

I continue my wicked tickling of her swollen bud, and my mate explodes like an IED. Lapping up her juices, I force her to come again almost immediately. I switch my finger to her asshole as she goes off, using her dripping honey to lube my way into her forbidden entrance.

When I can’t take it any longer, I flip her onto her belly.

Seizing her hips, I roughly position her onto her knees and use mine to force her thighs apart.

Introducing my thumb, I probe her dark bud.

The muscle fights the insertion of my thickest digit, but I gently work it in.

Next, I switch to fingers to open her up.

I use two to scissor inside her protesting channel.

The juices from her cunt do their part and assist me well.

Just the thought of my cock in her ass makes my throbbing erection weep with precum. The sticky drop pearls at the tip of my dick and creates a long string that stretches all the way down to the duvet.

“Open your mouth, Kitten,” I order, my shaft so full of blood it’s drawn up flush against my belly. “It’s time for Knox to fuck your sweet mouth.”

Knox doesn’t hesitate. He moves onto the bed in front of her and feeds her the head of his cock, roughly spearing his massive lance between her slick lips. Aurora struggles to take him, choking as he reaches to the back of her throat on his second thrust.

“Spit on your hands and use them to work all of it,” Knox instructs her through gritted teeth, holding her hair away from her face so he can watch his fat length glide in and out of her mouth. “You look so fucking good sucking me off, I could keep this up all day and night!”

I can’t disagree. The hedonistic scene is enough to make me want to shoot my load, but I can’t do that yet.

I haven’t even gotten a taste of her virgin ass and it would be such a shame to waste.

Taking my dick in hand, I rub the tip against her slick pussy.

I glide my shaft between the cleft of her mound, coating myself in the abundance of her juices there.

Aurora moans as I graze her clit. Our mate is a lusty girl. She wants another orgasm, and I plan on giving her one before I force my way inside her ass.

My fingers find her swollen nub and begin to work it just how she likes it. “Tell me what you want.”

I want to hear her say it. I need to hear her say it!

“Please!” Aurora begs so prettily. “I need to come again before you fuck my ass, Master.”

Smiling, I continue to slide my shaft through her wet folds as I attack her clit. Like the good little slut she is for us, Aurora spontaneously combusts with pleasure.

“That’s it, Kitten,” I encourage. “Give me all of that hot cum so that my dick slides nice and easy into that tight back hole of yours.”

When she drips down her thighs, I coat my cock head in her cream. I spread her cheeks with one hand and use the other to nudge my dick into her knotted entrance. Because I’m so well-lubed, I’m able to force the head in with just the slightest amount of force.

When I feel Aurora tense against the foreign intrusion, I coach her, “Don’t fight it. You’ll only make it hurt more.”

A shiver runs down my spine as I push beyond her delicate rosebud.

Unable to prolong the suspense, I grab hold of her hips to trap her in place and, with a feral yell, drive my hips forward ruthlessly, burying myself all the way to the hilt in one brutal stroke.

She screams around Knox’s huge cock. She’s so tight, I can barely stand it.

Pausing, I let her absorb the shock of this new sensation while I try to subdue my body’s need to pump.

When I’ve successfully wrestled myself back under control, I begin to move, shuttling in and out of her hot channel. I’m gripped by the need to conquer her ass with my seed as her body grips my throbbing cock. I’m mad with need as my balls tighten with each lusty stroke.

Both Knox and I use our mate mercilessly, as our bodies dictate. Knowing I won’t last much longer, no matter how much self-discipline I employ, I begin to strum her plump clit so that she may join us in our euphoric end.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” Aurora garbles around the dick in her mouth, and it’s exactly what I need to hear.

“You have my permission to cum,” I tell her, my pace quickening with my own need.

Aurora whimpers and keens, her body shakes, and her hips begin to buck. She’s breaking into a million tiny pieces, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

The erotic display causes Knox to howl, pull out of Aurora’s mouth, and jerk his shaft with the fury of a man possessed. Dragging her up and back by her long, red hair, he jets ropes of creamy, white seed from his cock, painting our mate’s face and tits with the evidence of his desire.

I follow right behind. My fingers bite into the flesh of Aurora’s ass as my movements takes on a violent pace. I’m soaring with ecstasy. My soul leaves my body as I connect with the deepest part of me. My inner animal. The most base and needy part of me.

My balls seize up against my body as I pound into my mate’s ass. She belongs to us completely and each thrust of my hips and blast of my cum exemplifies that primal fact. I push her to her limits as I chase mine, and I don’t stop until every last drop of seed is milked from my balls.

Disengaging from her body is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. However, when we’re all sated and half-drugged with fatigue, we tumble into a pile of limbs onto the rumpled comforter.

We don’t even bother to get up and clean ourselves off. Instead, we just lay there, panting and basking in the aftermath of our shared pleasure, each one of us connected at a soul-deep level and feeling absolutely complete.

Our bond is growing. Not just the emotional one that comes from physical contact, but the mental one the Voltan share with their mates.

I can feel Aurora in my mind already, whether she knows it or not.

It’s a subtle thing, like a baby’s breath, but it’s there and it’s getting stronger every time we are together.

Aurora

I’m extremely sore the next morning, but it’s in the best way possible. After my mates wake me up in the most titillating fashion, we take a group shower and they manage to get me dirty all over again.

Before we part, I’m told not to go anywhere without an escort.

After what happened to me yesterday, I’m not complaining about that restriction.

My permanent bodyguard, Rollins, is a quiet man who is as big as the rest of the Voltan soldiers in this camp—except for Knox—and every bit as menacing.

He takes me down to the chow hall where I meet up with my new morning crew.

As soon as I’m seated, the women ask me who he is, and I briefly explain what happened to me yesterday after I visited the draftee services office. I tell them how my masters won’t allow me to walk around unattended anymore and that they should be extra careful themselves.

Understandably, the women are concerned they might be targets for harassment as well.

Some even say that they’ve already experienced the human males’ rudeness, though none reported anything as egregious as what happened to me.

I make a mental note to share this information with Oren and Knox as soon as I see them next.

If I can, I mean to ensure my new friends’ safety, even if it further angers those who mean to compromise it.

After breakfast, I head to the base library to pick up some books about Voltan and human relationships. I’m curious about a few things, including the term “mate” that Oren never got around to explaining, as we were busy with other matters the night Knox came home.

When we get to the library, I speak to the human manning the front desk about what I’m looking for.

He gives me a surprised look before directing me toward the correct section.

The number of books on this subject is understandably limited, as the topic has yet to be fully explored.

On the flip side, all the reference material is up-to-date and relevant to my situation.

Too eager to wait, I go to the index of one shiny covered text titled, “The Voltanese Warrior Explained”, and quickly find the word “mate” in bold black lettering. Locating that page, I hastily flip to it to find what I’m looking for.

By the time I’m done reading, I lean back in my chair stunned. This term did not mean what I thought it did. In fact, it’s far more complicated than I could have ever imagined.

Now that I’m empowered with my new education, I’m reeling.

A mate is far more than anything I could have imagined.

The final sentences of the chapter drive that point home.

It states, “A mate, in short, is forever connected to the other. For all intents and purposes, the connection extends for an eternity through all the lives involved in that link.”

Deciding I need more information, I head back to the stacks for whatever other titles I can find. Rollins, standing at attention near my table, gives me my privacy as I peruse the library’s offerings.

Distracted by everything that I’ve read, I don’t notice that I’m no longer alone until a hand reaches out and grasps my shoulder from behind. Spinning in place, I see a face I never expected to find here at Fort Kent in a million years. It’s Micah, my former fiancé. And he looks angry.