Strength in Numbers by Reagan Hawk Page B

ass instead.”
    Sempia gulped, her cheeks flaring red as
the crowd stood, stomping their feet and shouting for her to be claimed fully.
She tried to look at the man who had hold of the tunic around her neck, but he
pressed on her head.
    “Get down,” he
said, his voice full of authority.
    She obeyed,
averting her gaze as she sank to a seated position. Something cold traced the
edges of her cunt and she realized it was the Mantovian’s tongue. The man pushing on her head chuckled as she stiffened. “Be still,
innocent one, he is merely preparing your pussy for me. I am not a small man and
you must be ready to receive me.”
    The Mantovian pulled his tongue free of her cunt and slipped it
into her ass before she could think too hard upon it. At first, it was strange
feeling something cool and wet buried in her ass, but soon heat began to build
and she found herself rocking on his face, careful not to put too much pressure
on the alien.
    The man behind
her let out a soft laugh as he pulled her free of the Mantovian’s tongue. Something large and round pressed against the cleft of her ass. The man
before her grabbed her chin and yanked on the tunic around her neck. She kept
her gaze down, still refusing to look upon his face as a large, ruddy cock
appeared before her. She knew what was expected of her. She licked the tip of
the cock before opening her mouth to take as much of him as she could.
    “More,” he
whispered. “You can accommodate more. Relax your throat.”
    She did as he
instructed, and he slid in to the point where he touched the back of her
throat. Tears welled in her eyes even though she felt no pain. She bit down
slightly as he began to move in and out. He hissed, and for a second she
assumed she’d injured him.
    He yanked on
the tunic once more. “Rake your teeth on my cock again, innocent one.”
    Sempia followed his orders. White-hot pain
shot through her lower half as the man behind her shoved his cock deep into her
virgin ass. The Mantovian pushed his tongue against
her clit and began licking it quickly. The act chased away the pain and giving
way to pleasure.
    She sucked
harder on the cock in her mouth. As the man’s balls drew up, he pulled on the
tunic, forcing his cock deep in her throat. He yelled something that sounded
remarkably like a battle cry as hot cum jetted into her mouth and down her
throat. The man fucking her ass slammed into her, his cum releasing as well.
    Sempia was on the cusp of an orgasm. A
tiny whimper escaped her lips as both men withdrew their cocks.
    No.
    She wanted
more. Needed more. The pressure inside her needed to be free.
    “She is ready, my
lord,” the man who had claimed her ass said.
    “Yes, my lord,
she is most certainly ready,” said the Mantovian .
    “Very well.” He
jerked on the tunic. “You may look upon me as I claim your barrier.”
    She obeyed, and
looked up into the face of a ghost.
    Eterin ?
    It couldn’t be.
    Eterin , the boy she had known and who’d
held a special place in her heart as a child, was now a man. A gorgeous man.
Long waves of silken black hair hung over his shoulders. Gone was the skinny
boy with mischief in his eyes. Now he was toned, powerful and held a gleam of
desire in his blue gaze. Long scars marred an otherwise perfect chest and Sempia couldn’t help but reach out and run her fingers over
one. It was clear he was a warrior. One of the elite by the looks of the
markings on his inner wrists. “Who hurt you?”
    His gaze
flickered and he yanked on the tunic. “Lay back.”
    “ Eter —”
    He jerked once
more, cutting her words off. The man who had been behind her moved off the Mantovian and Sempia lay back on
the Mantovian’s chest. One of the women still riding
the alien reached over Sempia’s head and cupped her
breasts before leaning down to capture her mouth.
    The woman
pinched Sempia’s nipples and twisted enough to send
pain through Sempia . Something cool and wet slid into
her ass and she knew then that the