Page 12 of Viken Command

It was time. I wanted to hear her scream as I pushed her over. I wanted to feel her pussy milking my finger as it would soon milk our cocks. I wanted her sweet honey to cover my face, so I could smell as well as taste her for the rest of the day.

Her fingers tangled in my hair and tugged. Yanked, even as I pushed her over the brink and into her first Viken orgasm.

A moan turned into a breathy gasp as her muscles went taut, a sheen of sweat blooming on her skin.

When she began to settle, I kissed her clit, then lifted my head, slipped my finger from her, licked it.

“Now, Alarr.”

Reaching down, he gripped his cock, smeared a drop of pre-cum onto his thumb, then circled it over one taut nipple.

We watched for her reaction, for the Seed Power to seep into her skin, to envelop her in a haze of pleasure she’d never imagined. With Viken females, our seed was a minor stimulant, a way to increase our mate’s pleasure.

With females from Earth, the Seed Power reacted as a much more powerful influence on their system. We’d had to read about this newly discovered fact when we’d all been tested.

A female from Earth would become addicted, her body craving the Seed Power like a drug. If denied, or gone too long without her mates, her body would be in pain. Aching. Miserable.

But when used in pleasure?

I grinned as she panted, moaning as Alarr rubbed more pre-cum on her opposite nipple. I joined him, collecting my own drop of seed and spreading her open to rub the drop of fluid onto her clit.

“Oh!” she gasped, then came again, a scream coming from her. She might have had sex with Earth men, found pleasure from my tongue, but I knew she’d never felt anything like an orgasm wrung from the potent effects of her mates’ cum.

Her skin glistened. Her dark eyes were dazed, then held tightly closed as her mouth opened, her full lips parting in the perfect shape to slide over my hard cock. As much as I loved claiming her pussy with my tongue, I craved her mouth sucking me deep, swallowing my seed, letting me fill her up and make her mine.

She writhed and twisted. She begged. I would never tire of seeing her this way. Not if I lived forever.

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Whitney

“What was that?” I asked, my voice raspy from the scream that had torn through me.

Holy fuck, it was an orgasm without any build-up, my pussy empty. It hit me like lightning. Fast. Hard. Without warning.

That had never happened before.

Teig moved from between my thighs to settle a hand beside my head and hover, his head beside Alarr’s. They were all I could see—along with their smug smiles and how my arousal coated Teig’s face. I should have been mortified by my obvious show of desire for complete strangers, but I didn’t give a shit.

I’d just had an amazing orgasm from his ridiculous oral skills, and another one… somehow. I could still feel the aftershocks, the walls of my pussy randomly firing. That… zing.

“That, mate, was Seed Power,” Alarr explained.

My mind was slow-moving like I was walking through a thick fog. “Can you do that power thing again?”

Alarr’s dark eyes twinkled with happiness. Yes, twinkled. He was very pleased with himself because he’d somehow made me come by covering my nipples with… with what? His cum?

“Oh, yes. Right now, in fact,” he said, confident. “Is it too much for you?”

I frowned. “What?”

“The pleasure. Is it too intense?”

Was that even possible? Too much pleasure? “No.”

He nodded, then nudged Teig out of the way with a shoulder bump. “Let me know if it ever becomes too much. We don’t want to hurt you.”

Hurt? From feeling too good? Impossible.

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