The Ilia's Lovers - Chapter Twenty Two

Elaine moved onto the bed like pure temptation, crawling hand over knee. Her small breasts hanging and topped with mouthwatering nipples.

Dahnus was hard so fast, he got dizzy.

“Tell me what you want to do, Elaine,” Dahnus said, unsurprised his voice was thick.

“I want to kiss every one of those scars,” Elaine replied, looking into Hadith’s eyes.

Hadith swallowed audibly and nodded.

“Then do it. Slowly. Start with the one of his shoulder.’

The shoulder scar was the last scar Hadith received at the Adalmis before he ran away. It was while the male assaulting him drove a spike into him that he was told their cult was picking him up shortly. That he would be sold to masters who had dark plans for him. Masters Dahnus had since tracked down and ended.

When the abuser, who was also long dead, set him free and told him to go to the medic to have his shoulder seen to, Hadith instead ran. With an open wound, he fled into the city of Corus and disappeared.

Elaine pressed her lips to it, licking it, soothing it as though the pain were still fresh. Hadith was staring up at the ceiling, his eyes flickering open and closed.

“Now the one under his right nipple.” Dahnus knew each scar intimately. He had done this with Hadith long ago, and often since.

When Elaine kissed him here, she caught his nipple as well, and Hadith hissed, bucking. He had exquisitely sensitive nipples. Elaine, seeing this, played between scar and nipple with lips and tongue, sucking, licking, teasing.

Vrok, she is magnificent.

All the while, their Nidilan was clawing for more, his chest like a bellows, his dark grey cock furiously green now.

Elaine slowly worked her way down his body, all the while, Hadith laid there, his breath taring in and out of him, moans and gasps the background music to such an erotic display.

“There is one on his cock,” Dahnus said.

Some sick vrok who was long since rotting in an unmarked grave did that to him.

Elaine examined Hadith’s cock before she lovingly took a hold of it.

“Oh vrok. Gods, yes, please.” Hadith fisted the covers instead of slipping his fingers into Elaine’s hair, knowing Dahnus would never let him do that. Instead, in a teal flushed face, his eyes turned to Dahnus, an urgent pleading writ across his face.

Elaine licked the scar and Hadith’s body arched from the bed, his eyes closing, his mouth opening as he groaned.

With lips and tongue, and an occasional stroke of him, Elaine “soothed” the scar, until finally she took his head in her pretty mouth.

“Oh vrok!” Hadith slipped his hand into her hair and pumped into her mouth.

“That’s enough,” Dahnus commanded.

Elaine immediately complied.

“Dahnus!” Hadith almost growled.

“You know, Hadith.” Dahnus said, giving him a pointed look. Tonight, they locked their bond with their mate. Tonight, they both came inside her cunt and the scent of them altogether would lock Dahnus and Hadith to Elaine, for life.

Hadith relaxed and nodded.

“I’m sorry,” he said, to Dahnus, then turned to Elaine and stroked her hair, before withdrawing it again, and resting it to his side.

Dahnus saw the wicked look in Elaine’s eyes a moment before she swallowed Hadith’s cock head down once more and hollowed her cheeks, until Hadith was canting his hips and groaning once more.

Then she sat up, releasing him and smiled.

“Punishment,” she declared with a wicked smile.

“Good girl,” Dahnus laughed.

Hadith smiled and shook his head.

A few more minutes passed as Elaine kissed and laved every scar on Hadith’s body. When she was done, their adalan was a needy mess.

“Do you know what I would like, Elaine?’

Elaine looked up at him, her blue eyes so beautiful.

“I would like to see you take Hadith in your cunt, and vrok him very, very slowly.”

Urgency-tinged desire chased all other expressions away until Elaine’s face was one of longing.

“Then do it, my heart. Vrok our adalan.”

Elaine straddled Hadith, but instead of taking him there, she laid up the length of his body and kissed him.

Giving Dahnus the first look of her cunt.

Again, he got dizzy as all the blood in his body made rushed to his cock, demanding he claim her there and then. Instead, Dahnus indulged in the sight, while she kissed Hadith.

But what a pretty target it made. A rich red, lush, wet, already ready for the two of them. Dahnus wanted to lick her again. Earlier, he’d been so anxious to know if their instincts were correct, he hadn’t given it the proper time.

But time was one thing they would never be short of and the urgency in the air thickened moment by moment. Dahnus knew Hadith would not be able to hold himself back much longer and Dahnus himself was fraying at the edges.

He needed to complete the bond, and he knew Hadith was consumed with the same need.

Elaine rose and, reaching for Hadith, notched him at her opening, before she pushed down on him.

Hadith groaned, his hands fisting the covers once again, his hips rising to meet her.

Elaine was so wet, she slid down him in one go, her voice nothing but breathless whimpers.

Dahnus ran his hand over his cock. Unlike some, he did not want to alleviate the ache. He wanted the ache. The more he ached, the more powerful his release would be.

“Good. Now. Vrok him slowly.’

Resting her hands on Hadith’s chest, Elaine moved slowly up the length of Hadith’s beautiful cock. Dark pink on furious teal, slicked in both their lubrication, limned in the light, before she rocked slowly back, swallowing him again.

Dahnus’s cock wept, twitched and grew dangerously close. He stopped stroking and watched as her human pink swallowed and revealed his cock in painfully slow movements until Hadith was rocking and whimpering and ready.

“Stop, Elaine.”

Elaine did.

Dahnus stood. He walked over to the bed and got on. When Elaine tried to raise up, he put his hand to her back.

“Stay there,” he said.

He examined the scene for a moment, committing it to memory. This moment, their bond mate between them, the lock about to be forged, his adalan’s cock deep inside his female. Dahnus wanted this to be the last thing in his mind’s eye the day he died. It was perfect. Beautiful.

“Hadith is too close, my heart. Release him.”

“Dahnus?” Hadith’s eyes opened wide.

“Did you think I was going to let you cum so easily, my love?”

Elaine moved up the length of Hadith, his eyes closing in response. When she was free, Dahnus set his hands to her hips and drew her back onto his cock.

“Oh god!” Elaine moaned, falling onto Hadith’s chest.

Dahnus grinned at Hadith, who was rapt with Elaine’s reaction. Dunaar cocks were smoother than adalan, but Dahnus’s was bigger. Not that Dahnus ever had any complaint’s when Hadith vrokked him. He loved the feel of Hadith inside him.

“The next time we do this, I’m going to vrok Hadith, while you sit like this, taking his cock.”

“We could do that now,” Elaine said, as Dahnus pulled her up against him, then withdrew his cock. He saw Hadith already reached down, already holding his cock up, and Dahnus guided her hips. She gasped as she slid down Hadith, who groaned and bucked in response.

“No, Elaine. Tonight, Hadith and I both cum inside you.”

For a moment she tensed.

“I’m… I’m not on birth control… I used to be. OSAF mandated. But Castus took it out.”

Dahnus almost growled at the name of that monster in their bed. Her next words disarmed him.

“What if I get pregnant.”

“Please.” The word slipped from Hadith, who was staring at her with intensity.

“Then you will give us the greatest gift we ever had,” Dahnus said, placing the flat of his hand over her abdomen.

Elaine moaned and rested back against Dahnus. Hadith rose from the bed and caught a nipple in his mouth, making her moan louder.

Dahnus pushed Hadith back on the bed, then guided Elaine’s hips off of Hadith and onto himself, then back. Her tight warmth swallowing him for a stroke and then Hadith. Back and forth for several minutes until Elaine was a whimpering mess between them and Hadith was gasping with every breath, his hold, his control, tenuous.

Dahnus savoured the feel of one last stroke, Elaine’s cunt twitching and spasming in anticipation of its release around him, before he helped her onto Hadith.

“Vrok her, Hadith. Cum my love’s.”

Hadith didn’t need telling twice. Elaine collapsed onto him, and Hadith took control, vrokking up into her. Elaine seemed to have lost all control now as Dahnus sat back on his haunches and watched them, Hadith’s hand on her lower back, his other arm around her waist, his teal cock pistoning in and out of her red cunt.

In tiny movements, Dahnus rocked back and forth, keeping the intensity of his arousal, ready to take over the moment Hadith was done.

Elaine began to cant her hips, her urgent whimpers like an erotic orchestra to Dahnus’s arousal.

They came together. Their cries filling the air. Dahnus watched Hadith’s cock twitch as he released into her, Elaine’s cunt spasm.

When Hadith’s body let the tension go, suddenly relaxing against the bed, Dahnus moved in. He lifted Elaine’s hips away from Hadith and plunged inside her.

She cried out again and her waning orgasm began anew.

“That’s it, my Elaine. Cum on me.”

It didn’t take long. Dahnus’s long nurtured arousal detonated as she clenched around him. Dahnus growled as he emptied into her, his pace slowing but not stopping, wringing every last sensation out of their climaxes for the both of them.

Dahnus collapsed onto the bed beside Hadith. Elaine turned her head to look at him, a lopsided lazy and utterly satisfied smile on her face. When Dahnus turned to Hadith, his face held a similar expression.

“Come, Elaine. Adalan have very sensitive nervous systems. They feel everything, from touch to emotion more strongly. Right now, our Hadith is feeling very vulnerable.”

Hadith’s expression was open, raw, a mix of emotions.

“We must take care of him. He is in Unari.”

Elaine propped herself up on Hadith’s chest.

“What’s Unari?’ she asked.

“It is a state of bliss for adalan when they have been well dominated. And Elaine, you dominated him very well.” Dahnus chuckled, but stroked his adalan’s face, letting his love shine in his eyes for him.

“Subspace. On Earth we call it subspace.”

Elaine caressed Hadith’s face, a gentle loving smile on her face.

“You were perfect,” she assured him.

Elaine lay on the other side of Hadith and together they took care of him. Not long after, Elaine fell asleep.

*****

Hadith dozed for a while in Unari, blissed out, content, happy. Their Dycalti lay at his side, her breath deep and even. At his other side was his Danicalti, his hand trailing patterns in Hadith’s still sensitised skin.

Sometime later he awoke to his bond mates sleeping either side of him. Hadith got up and tended to his needs, before returning with a cloth. He cleaned Elaine who murmured and moaned through it, cleaning with one wet cloth and drying with the other before he returned them to the bathroom and then to the bed.

When he climbed on, he took Elaine’s other side and saw Dahnus, his eyes now open, move in so that they had their Danicalti between them.

“She’s our mate,” Hadith whispered, kissing her shoulder.

Elaine’s breaths were deep and even. She’d slipped back to sleep without barely waking.

“Yes,” Dahnus confirmed. He kissed her hair and breathed her in, Hadith doing the same. She smelt like spring blossoms and nectar.

“The First Chamber will not be happy,” Hadith voiced the fear that had edged his consciousness for cycles, since he began to suspect what Elaine would be to them.

“All this time, I was worried they would move against you. But compared to her, they will accept you. You are, at least, Amaran. But they will come for her. We will have to move quickly. Bodyguards. Lovers. Bond protectors.”

“She will not like that,” Hadith predicted.

“I know. But she will take them none-the-less. The Sehn. A Zenin for her personal protection. Kuyon warriors. A Hinari bond. Preferably with a miliary background.”

“Perhaps she will feel better when she realises, we expect her to fall in love with them.”

“She will have to vrok the Sehn quickly, so he can start producing anti-venoms and antidotes for her.”

Dahnus stroked her hair as he talked, staring at her face.

“But how do we get them here without provoking the suspicions of the First Chamber?” Hadith asked.

“A few cycles ago, Thanesh invited me to a meeting of Earth’s allies on Ket’Kitara in a couple of cycles. I will need to find an excuse for us to go that doesn’t make our allegiances obvious. But if we go there, we can meet potential bond mates there and bring them back with us without arousing too much suspicion.”

“What excuse could we use?”

“I’m not sure yet.” Dahnus looked up at him and smiled.

“My Ilia and my Ilidan,” he said, his smile widening.

Hadith smiled back, feeling love and completion blossom in his chest. It faded when he remembered Elaine’s words. Her fears about pregnancy.

“She’s not going to get pregnant yet, is she?’ Hadith asked.

A sorrowful look passed over Dahnus’s face and he shook his head.

“No. When she sat in my office telling us she wanted to be our lover, I arranged with our doctor to have Indasian.”

Hadith didn’t want to feel betrayed, but he did.

“I am sorry, my love. You know how much I want our child. To see our mate seeded. But until everything is in place. Until we are ready to go to the First Chamber and stand before them, saying our vows, we can’t take the risk. As soon as we have a date to move, and our allies all in place, we cannot do it.” Dahnus looked at Elaine again and Hadith saw the pain on his face.

“Very well. But when.”

“It will take a few months. We must manoeuvre everything into place. Make sure our allies are ready. Have more of the public’s opinion on our side. I have plans for that, don’t worry. We need our allies from border worlds to come and as soon as they move, our enemies will know something is about to happen and they will move to block it. We must have them distracted. The Adalmis’s vote. I can do things to force it. The First Chamber will be so angry, they won’t notice our allies closing in until it’s too late. Once everything is ready and we have scheduled the Adalmis vote. That is the night we will go before the First Chamber and marry. Once I know that date. We will fill our Ilia with our fertile seed and…” Dahnus’s fingers trailed over Elaine’s bared stomach, a look of longing on his face.

“We will create our heir. Our child.” A look of anticipatory love crossed his face. He loved their child already. They all did. Even Elaine, who’s words spoken earlier were filled with such longing and hope.

“I think the Hinari are a step too far,” Hadith said, his voice thick with emotion. “It will be hard enough to get Elaine to accept four more lovers, let alone eight.”

Dahnus nodded thoughtfully.

“We will bring back the four then, Sehn, Zenin and two Kuyon. Once she has accepted them, we’ll search for the Hinari.”

“Dahnus. That’s not what I meant.”

“In the meantime, I will have Thanesh send over a couple of his best males. I need to surround our Ilia with as many males as possible.”

“You never give up,” Hadith said, chuckling.

“And you will be glad of that, when I’ve secured our legacy, and we have our human Ilia.”

Dahnus looked down at Elaine again, his face softening. Already the bond was kicking in, flooding them both with hormones that, even now, was reshaping itself around their Ilia. Around their future. The potential children they would have. The children she would give her other bond mates, who they would love as their own.

“I am glad, grateful for it.” Hadith cupped his Ilan’s face.

Dahnus turned and kissed Hadith’s open palm.

“You are our fierce warrior. You will secure our bride and her bond protectors, and our future and our children. I have no doubt.

Dahnus smiled and kissed his palm again.

“Go to sleep, my love,” Dahnus said, squeezing Hadith’s hip. “From tomorrow, we are at war.”