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“Blackmail?” Matt pretended outrage, stifling the urge to laugh at the silliness. “You have no honor.”
“I have these.” Kom waved at his shafts, now sticking straight from his groin. “Honor’s at the bottom of their list, Lips.”
Masok was clinging to a chuckling Avir to keep from falling to the floor as he laughed hard at the exchange. “Lips!” he gasped between guffaws.
“Ugh, the things I do to preserve my precious reputation before I’ve managed to build one,” Matt said dramatically. He headed out of the kitchen. “Come on, you extortionist. I’m not kneeling on this hard floor. Move it, Nobek. These lips wait for no man.”
He was only a few steps down the hall when a whooping Kom picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. The Nobek carried him in the sleeping room at a near run.
Chapter Twelve
He tossed Matt onto the bed. While the younger man laughed at his lover’s exuberance, Kom undressed him.
“I don’t need to be naked to suck you,” he reminded him.
“I live for the view.” Kom grinned and kissed him soundly. Matt’s cocks throbbed enthusiastically as the Nobek woke him to passion.
The bed sank around him as the other two joined them. They’d stripped off their casual tops and shorts already. The heady spicy scent of Kalquorian arousal was heavy in the air, and Matt’s excitement grew.
“Your lips will have to wait after all, because mine can’t. I do love sucking you,” Kom growled. His mouth enfolded Matt’s cock in balmy warmth, and the younger man cried out as lust cleansed his mind of thought, including the momentary imagined shadow lurking in the doorway.
Kom’s rough tongue stroked the underside of his shaft as he enthusiastically bobbed over him. Matt kicked and grabbed for hair.
Avir and Masok seized his wrists and pinned them to the pillows. When Kom bent his legs upward, they each clutched an ankle as well, holding him open for the Nobek.
“Nowhere to go,” Avir teased. “You’ll have to lie here and take it.”
“Meanwhile, I have a use for those famous lips,” Masok said. His kiss was deep and eager, as was Avir’s when he got his turn.
Kom rubbed Matt’s balls and pushed slickened fingers in him while he sucked, driving him out of his skull. When Masok or Avir kissed him, the other licked his nipples, setting off zings of electricity. He writhed helplessly under the erotic assault, his senses drowning in the excitement they never failed to deliver. He whimpered pleas as passion rose, warning them they were sending climax at him too fast.
Instead of easing off, they increased their attentions. They drove him inexorably toward the cliff, then they shoved him over.
Ecstasy seized him in a brutal grip. Molten cum shot through his shaft, spurting down an enthusiastically swallowing throat as the fingers in his ass rubbed his hotspot. He cried out, but it was muffled by the lips and tongue moving over his. They forced him to come until he lay weak and trembling beneath them.
“A nice start,” Avir growled. “Let’s make him helpless now.”
Though Matt was temporarily depleted, he nonetheless experienced a surge of anticipation. Perhaps because his phobias were tripped by the idea of being seen willingly in the company of male lovers, he’d found bondage a particular delight. The clan had discovered holding him down, tying him up, or any sort of restraint gave him the greatest thrills. It destroyed the barriers making him feel to blame for what he was, a man born to love other men.
While Kom continued to gently suck Matt’s still-twitching sex, Avir and Masok took advantage of the feeble aftermath of intense climax to fetch the tools of sensual captivity. The grinning pair returned holding a spreader bar, soft cuffs, and a jaw clamp. Matt shivered when he saw a stroking cock sleeve in Masok’s possession.
He didn’t resist when they forced him to kneel at the end of the bed. He was no match for three muscled Kalquorians, one a trained warrior, who stood more than a foot taller than him. He dived into his salvation against the voice of the monster: his inability to fight such odds. He had no choice but to give himself up to those eager to fuck him.
Avir attached the spreader bar to his ankles, holding his legs wide. Masok cuffed his wrists at the small of his back. Kom slid the lubricated cock sleeve onto his half-erect shaft and locked it in place. He pressed a button at its base, and it began to warm. The motorized inner sleeve slipped up and down inside the harder shell, stroking him slowly, deliciously, encouraging him to recover.
Kom grinned at him as he trembled. He tapped a finger under Matt’s chin. “Open, beautiful. I’m ready for those lips now.”
Matt obeyed.No choice.The Nobek set the jaw clamp between his teeth, mostly a hard rubber tube large enough for him to shove his cock in and hold Matt’s mouth open for his use. There were straps to circle his head and keep it in place. Kom made it snug.
“Okay?”
It reminded Matt he was there by choice. He nodded and dismissed it from his mind.
I’m their prisoner. I can’t stop them.
Kom winked, then assumed the attitude of the captor bent on claiming his hostage. He stood at the foot of the bed. His massive paw circled Matt’s throat, and he held his primary to his belly. He slipped his secondary in Matt’s mouth and slowly pumped his hips, feeding him his need.
Having bound Matt to their satisfaction, Avir and Masok crowded close so he could see them in his peripheral vision, watching the act. “Good. Fuck our Earther’s mouth the way it deserves.” Avir’s voice was an exciting growl.
