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Matt had no choice, and he loved it. Pain was saturated by pleasure, producing a strange euphoria that permeated his senses. He cried out at Avir’s every thrust, glorying in his helplessness.
His cries rang louder when Kom joined them, a suctioning device attached to his prosthetic arm. It was custom-made to fit Matt…the acts Kom had performed on him to bring him to full erection and his manner of measuring him for the device had been a wild encounter in itself. Now he slid it over Matt’s shaft as he swept his long, blond hair aside. He bit Matt as the mechanism tightened on his cock, his fangs delivering venom to bring the Earther further into their thrall.
Avir pounded Matt’s ass, giving no quarter. Matt’s groans continued. Masok took advantage of his gaping mouth and slipped a brace between his teeth. Matt bit into its cushioned surface, the growing tension in his balls driving him crazy. He bit it harder as his Imdiko’s primary eased past his lips, its juices coating his tongue.
Kom released the bite. The suctioning tool on Matt’s shaft began to pull and release, pull and release. He wailed louder despite Masok’s cock muffling him. Then his clanmate drove deeper, and Matt gagged on the thick length in his throat.
“Yeah,” groaned Masok. “So good.”
They fucked him front and back. Avir’s groin slapped Matt’s ass, and his cock applied eye-crossing friction to his hotspot. Masok used his mouth, occasionally gagging him. Kom played with his nipples, pinching and pulling, while the attachment rubbed Matt tirelessly. The young man squirmed between them, the euphoria from Kom’s bite heightening the thrill of surrender. He shuddered as they brought him ever closer to the precipice.
“You’re going to come so fucking hard for us,” Kom chuckled, releasing his nipple to squeeze his balls instead. “I can tell. When you shake like that, I know we have you exactly the way we want you.”
Matt’s arousal edged up another notch. Masok’s cock coated his tongue with pre-cum, and he swallowed the salty spice. Avir continued to ream his ass enthusiastically, and Matt’s sack tightened in Kom’s grip. His cock, in the clutch of the suctioning sleeve, had never felt more sensitive.
Tears ran unchecked down his cheeks as excitement grew past endurance. He was on the brink. Avir’s steady grunts and Masok’s gasps told him they closed in on the end too.
Masok went first, warm passion filling his mouth. Matt swallowed as fast as he was able, but his Imdiko’s rapture set off his own. Just as Avir groaned and his cock jerked inside his ass, ecstatic release eclipsed Matt’s surroundings. He was aware of spicy-sweet-saltiness on his tongue, of heat billowing huge inside him. It expelled in spasms of sheer bliss.
He floated on surges of delight, until he lay once more on the bed. Sighs drifting from his slack lips, no longer propped open by the brace. His cheek pillowed on soft sheets as the pump was drawn off his satisfied cock. The heavy iron slid free of his ass. After a moment, it was replaced by another. Kom’s grateful exhale rang in the room as he took his turn, his thrusts slow but strong.
“I thought you weren’t tired,” Avir teased as he lifted Matt to a kneeling position. Kom’s muscled arm circled Matt’s chest, holding him upright.
“I’m sure he’ll wake up if given incentive.” Masok finished taking off his clothes and crouched. He licked Matt’s balls, his tongue rasping over the still-sensitive flesh.
“I have a night’s worth of incentive. I want him to miss us while he’s on tour.” Avir, also naked, crouched next to their Imdiko. He kissed Matt’s twitching cock.
“I do miss you,” Matt croaked. It was the sole evil of his newfound success thus far: being away from Avir and Masok.
“I guess our Dramok and Imdiko are tougher than a Nobek,” Kom whispered in his ear. “I couldn’t stand for us to be separated for weeks at a time.”
Matt gazed up at him. Though his erection was temporarily sidelined, he was enraptured by the feeling of Kom inside him, of them sharing what had seemed impossible mere months ago.
The monster’s shadow no longer threatened him. He had no urge to search for places to hide. Matt showed affection for his clanmates in public, no matter who was around. The nightmares still visited, but less as the months flew by. Drs. Retel and Sanderson, whom he now only saw once a month when touring allowed, assured him he was well on his way to feeling whole.
As Kom’s lips touched his and his tongue swept in to claim its twin, Matt knew they were right. Thanks to his clan, he would be unbroken someday.
The End
Ready for another Clan Companions story?Gabriel never believed in love at first sight, especially love that was forbidden. Then he met a Kalquorian clan determined to claim him. But a ruthless crime lord wants him too, and if Clan Baknu doesn’t act fast, Gabriel might not live to see his dreams come true.
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Gabriel
“I already told your boss no. Four years hasn’t changed my mind. How did you find me?” Gabriel scowled at the Aksukt looming over him.
“Finding people is what I do, among many other things.” Mit-noc’s ingratiating, toothless smile, though no doubt meant to placate Gabriel, had the opposite effect.
With looks like his, it’s no wonder the Aksukt usually keep to themselves. Gabriel felt bad for the unkind thought, but the fact this Mit-noc had come looking for him on behalf of a Dantovonian brothel owner—that he’d found Gabriel after such a long time—was disquieting.
The face hanging over Gabriel’s head, at the end of a knobby stalk of a neck, leaned closer. The stockroom’s dim environs made Mit-noc’s face skull-like, a horror mask. His eyes flickered red and orange. “My client proposes a fair and equitable contract. Your basic needs of clothes and food will be seen to. You’ll keep any gifts your patrons see fit to offer you. The clientele is quite wealthy, you know.”
Gabriel eased back a step, glancing into the well-lit shop mere feet away. Iliana stood in the middle of the store, among shelves of pre-packaged gourmet foods. She was angled to watch for customers entering their store and to keep an eye on him at the same time.
Affection warmed him. Despite being four years younger, his sister was as protective of him as he was of her.
He returned his attention to the bluish-white-skinned alien. “I refuse to work in a Dantovonian brothel. Even if it appealed to me—and it doesn’t—it’s along Earther military routes. They won’t think twice about snatching me from your employer and putting me on trial.”
