Happy middle of the week to you, folks. Rescued by her Alien Warriors releases in just seven days, so I had to bring you another tease from this story.
Bentaan and Alzaar have history...
It was the harsh breathing coupled with the heavy footsteps that woke Alzaar up. Instantly his muscles curled and he searched for the dagger he kept by his head to encounter thin air.
“You won’t find it there. I moved it, lest you felt inclined to use it on Sapphyre when you woke up.”
Bentaan’s deep tones registered seconds before his scent invade his consciousness. Mixed in with the scent of the little human it was home. His heart recognized the truth behind that one word, even as his mind rebelled instantly. This was wrong on so many levels…
“Are you healed?”
The anger behind those clipped words wrenched his head up to find his second towering over him. His usually warm amber eyes glowed, and Alzaar had seconds to register Bentaan’s white-knuckled fists, before he nodded and promptly saw stars.
Bentaan punched him in the chin again, forcing Alzaar’s head to connect with the wall behind his bed, and his teeth to jar. Pain jolted down his neck, and he brought his arms up to block the next punch.
“What the fuck, second?” he croaked, spitting the blood filling his mouth out over the side of the bed. Bentaan glared at him and raised his fists again.
“Those two were for Jayde and Sapphyre, and this one is for me.”
Expecting another jab to his bruised jaw, the punch to his abdomen winded him, and before he could catch his breath, Bentaan had straddled him. Grasping his wrists, he pinned Alzaar’s hands above his head and forced him back down on the bed. The two men were equally matched in muscle size and weight, and still groggy from sleep and the earlier punches, Alzaar struggled to no avail.
“Get the fuck off me, Second.”
Bentaan’s smirk turned sinful as he tightened his thigh muscles and slid his hard ass over Alzaar’s groin. Already at half-mast, Alzaar’s useless dick responded with alarming speed and he grew hard as nails. Bentaan, too, groaned and Alzaar shook his head and shut his eyes against the vision of a topless Bentaan. Covered in the fine sheen of sweat, the muscles in Bentaan’s torso were clearly delineated under the overhead lighting. The trail of hair covering his taught abdomen was like a signal to Bentaan’s fully aroused cock. The tip of it, already slick with pre-cum, had escaped the top of his leggings, and Alzaar’s mouth watered at the heady, aroused musk of the other male.
“‘Taan, we can’t.”
Even to his own ears, Alzaar’s voice sounded strained, and he grunted when Bentaan continued to rub himself along Alzaar’s cock in ever faster movement.
“Why can’t we, Zaar?” Bentaan’s voice, too, shook with barely suppressed emotion and hearing his old pet name on his lover’s lips broke the last of Alzaar’s restraints. He buried his hands in the other man’s hair and tugged him down for a kiss. Harsh and bruising, their lips smashed together as their tongues dueled for supremacy, and their fangs ran out, piercing each other’s skin.
“By all of Drakuran, I’ve missed you.” Bentaan murmured the words when they finally came up for air. Their chests heaved with the efforts to draw air into their lungs, and this time, when Alzaar shoved him off of him, Bentaan rolled to the side and Alzaar swung his legs over the side of the bed. He should move, put distance between them, as much as he could, he knew that, yet his limbs didn’t seem to want to follow the commands of his brain.
A shudder went through him when Bentaan shifted behind him and ran his fangs along his shoulder. He grasped one of Alzaar’s horns in a firm grip and tugged hard, and sweat broke out over Alzaar’s skin. Bentaan pumped his horn up and down and jolts of pleasure shot down Alzaar’s nerve endings, as the sensitive organ swelled and quivered, and his cock responded in kind. Bentaan sucked the other horn into his mouth and sucked hard, and Alzaar fisted his hands into the side of the bed to stop himself from taking his cock in hand and seeking the relief he so desperately ached for. Bentaan’s cock was a hard ridge against his back and left a wet stain on his spine as the other man pressed himself against Alzaar. Bentaan must have lost the leggings at some point because his hair-roughened thighs slid against Alzaar’s overheated skin. It added another layer of sensation to this encounter. Unbidden images of Sapphyre’s soft curves swam into Alzaar’s mind and his dick jerked as he imagined Sapphyre knelt in front of him, her soft lips closing around the tip of his aching erection, mimicking Bentaan’s much harder attention to his horns.
“Taan, stop, we can’t…fuck…Sapphyre wouldn’t—”
Bentaan’s growl in answer stopped his protest, and when the other man sunk his teeth into his shoulder, Alzaar stopped thinking altogether. White-hot pleasure surged through his veins, urging him to reciprocate, to claim the man he loved, had loved for years, long before he’d ever met Bentaan’s sister and things had changed forever.
“She is not Shaliah. I almost lost you. I refuse to deny us this. It’s been too fucking long and if you’d just let go of the past and accept what your heart has been telling you ever since we first saw Sapphyre, then you’d know this is right. She belongs to both of us. We belong together. Fate wouldn’t be so cruel to gift us with a mate who would be repulsed by this.”
Bentaan wrapped his hand around Alzaar’s shaft and squeezed. The most exquisite pleasure shot through Alzaar at the expert handling of his dick, as Bentaan pulled back his foreskin and swiped his thumb over Alzaar’s sensitive slit.
“I imagine if she was here, she’d take you deep into her mouth or her sweet, tight cunt while I fuck your ass, Zaar. Hard and fast, like this.”
[Siren Ménage Amour: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois, M/M/F, with M/M elements, HEA]
A warship is no place for a human mother and her child. However, Drakan Commander Alzaar and his second-in-command, Bentaan, have no choice but to bring Sapphyre and Jayde on board. Not least, because their instincts scream at them that she is the one woman who can turn them into a family again.
Sapphyre just wants to keep her daughter safe. How on earth does she do that surrounded by droolworthy Aliens, when her libido keeps leading her astray? It is abundantly clear that Alzaar doesn't want her on board the ship. At least Bentaan does and the sex is out of this world. If only her heart wasn't involved, and she didn't want both of them.
When the Tamarillion is attacked, Sapphyre has to fight for her men and the ship she now calls home. Without her all would be lost, and Alzaar finally shows his emotions.
However, when regulations and their pasts collide, can they rescue each other?
A Siren Erotic Romance
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