Page 66 of Wrapped in Their Arms

Noelle’s body felt different as she rose to her feet.Herbreasts felt heavier for some reason.Andher nipples were tighter.Betweenher legs, her pussy was so hot and wet she was afraid she might make a damp spot on the glittery green gown.Orelse, that someone might see how wet she was if the slit up the middle spread too wide and showed her crotch.

Why was it that sucking the two of them had turned her on so much?She’dnever especially liked giving oral before—but that was mainly because her ex,Branson, would always grab her head and force her down, trying to gag her on his short, chubby cock.Luckily, he didn’t have enough to choke a chicken, let alone a full-grown woman.Maybethat was why he was always so angry during sex, because he really was quite small—nothing at all compared with the two long, hard shafts of herKindredwarriors…

“You’ve still got a little, uh, on your chin,”Burnrumbled, breaking her train of thought.Hemotioned at his own chin to show her.

Noelle felt her cheeks get hot.Dios,did she have cum on her chin?Itwouldn’t be surprising—there had been so much to swallow—it was natural to spill a little.

“Oh, doI?”she asked.

Self consciously, she reached up to wipe her chin…and then gasped in pain as the silver filigree pain collar she wore gave her a nasty shock for trying to touch herself.

“Ouch!”she gasped.

“Here, my lady.”Brightleaned down and surprised her by licking the seed away.Hishot tongue traveled from the hollow of her throat up to the side of her jaw, sending a shiver of need downNoelle’sspine.

Burn looked at his best friend.

“That was my seed, you know.”

“Was it?”Brightlicked his lips, clearly unconcerned.

“Turn around!”the alien auctioneer barked andNoelleturned quickly to face the crowd again.

It was time for the auction…she just hoped that the huge troll-like creature with three heads that had insisted on watching her suck her guys off wasn’t the one who bought them.

35

NOELLE

Noelle stood frozen in the spotlight, her arms at her sides, every muscle trembling with the effort it took not to cover herself.Nowthat the moment between herself andBurnandBrightwas over, she felt exposed and embarrassed again.

The bright stage lights made the air shimmer, turning the shadowy auction audience into a blur of alien shapes and shifting colors.Shecould feelBurn’spresence on her left, rigid as a stone wall, andBrighton her right, radiating heat and a silent promise of protection, even as he tried to look indifferent.

The alien auctioneer was all business now, her voice ringing out through the crowd.

“I’ll start the bidding at fifty thousand credits.DoIsee fifty thousand?”

A dozen hands shot up at once—tentacles, claws, chitinous pincers—even something that looked suspiciously like a long, blue tongue was waving in the air.

Dios, what kind of nightmare are we walking into?Noellethought, fighting the urge to cover herself again.

“A hundred thousand!”shouted a squat lizardman, his scales glinting emerald and gold beneath the lights.

“One hundred and fifteen!”barked a willowy creature whose eyes were set in stalks sprouting from its forehead.

“One twenty!”called out the three-headed troll who had demanded she suck bothBurnandBrightat once.

Noelle felt her stomach knotting as she looked at the massive figure hunched in the front row, his three heads looming above the crowd.Theone on the left was drooling, and the right was still snoring gently, but the central head’s yellow eyes glowed with greedy anticipation.

“One hundred twenty-five!”croaked a thin, birdlike alien with a razor-sharp beak and sapphire feathers.

“One-thirty!”Itwas the elegant woman who actually looked mostly human.Herskin was a flawless porcelain-pale and her hair was styled in a towering blue twist that seemed to defy gravity atop her head.Sheheld herself apart from the others, her long fingers resting on a gold-topped cane, her eyes assessingNoellewith cool interest.

The bids came faster now, voices overlapping?—

“One-thirty-five!”

“One-forty!”