Authors: Tracy St. John

Sister Katherine (48 page)

He was determined that Katherine would realize how perfect she was … swollen ankles, burgeoning belly, stretch marks, and all. She was Miv’s Matara, and he worshipped her as much as she worshipped her God. She was divine creator and the embodiment of love in his world.

Under the gently falling water of the shower, the Nobek slid his wet hands over her breasts, growing fuller all the time as they prepared to nourish his clan’s child. He marveled. Even after giving birth, Katherine would continue to provide life to their baby.

How could she not see the miracle she was?

As he bent to suckle gently at the rosy tips of those full mounds, Miv felt more than ever the need to be strong and fearless, to be the protector of those he loved. Compared to his Katherine he lacked greatly, but he resolved to be as great a man as he could, a man worthy of the honor of her.

His hands rubbed over her belly, delighting in how round she had become. Here was his child, the child he and his clan had created with Katherine. His protective instincts rose greater still. To the children of the colony, he was an elder brother sworn to take care of them. To this babe, he would be a father.

To think I might have missed this for titles and accolades. What is the joy of being a fighter for glory when I can be a fighter for these people: my Dramok, my Imdiko, my Matara, and my children?

Miv rose to his full height and looked down on Katherine. Her sky blue eyes, glazed once more from his attentions, looked up at him. All he could ever want was in those eyes; desire, love, and trust.

The need to be joined to this woman the universe had seen fit to gift him with rose fiercely. Miv picked her up and braced her against the wall of the shower stall, her legs slung in the crooks of his arms. Katherine’s fingers laced behind his neck, helping her to cling.

“Place me,” he growled to Vadef, who hovered nearby to attend any needs his clanmates might encounter.

Vadef reached into the shower and angled Miv’s primary cock to penetrate Katherine’s warm, welcoming pussy. He carefully moved the secondary cock so that it would not pierce her anus. They were committed to every small detail that had even the slightest opportunity to threaten the mother-to-be and their child. She fussed at them often that they were being too careful. However, Miv was perfectly happy for her to be grouchy with them. As long as she knew he loved her, he was willing to deal with her small fits of temper.

Katherine made no protests at this time. The pregnancy hormones had made her exquisitely sensitive once she was aroused, and just the tip of his cock nudging into her sleeve made her moan and wriggle uncontrollably in his arms. Her legs tightened about his waist as she tried to pull him in.

Miv huffed a breathless laugh. Had this demanding creature once been terrified of sex? She had no such qualms now. Sometimes he thought Katherine’s needs were every bit as fierce as his own. She was no longer shy about her demands, that was for certain. The three men were kept busy when work and the children’s needs didn’t intrude.

It was a tough job, but Miv reasoned someone had to do it.

“What are you snickering about?” Katherine panted, doing her best to take him inside faster than he thought she should.

“How you are wearing us out, my Matara,” he grinned. “I’ve known Nobek younglings who didn’t want sex as much as you.”

She punched his chest. “You try being pregnant. I swear, I feel like I’m on fire half the time!”

“Only half the time?”

That earned him another punch in the chest. He snorted and slid inside her a little faster, still being careful.

Katherine’s moan filled the stall, delighting Miv’s ears. Everything about her made him glad he was a man, built to enjoy such a woman. Her voice making those excited sounds, the look of bliss on her face, the feeling of her tight and yet soft around the urgent iron of his erection. The sensation right now of her wet, smooth skin against his. His Matara was a decadent feast of the senses.

Miv would not move all the way inside her. He was a big man in every way, and he refused to take chances with his beloved and their child. His adoration made it easy for the Nobek to deny himself full penetration. There would be time enough for that after the baby was born and Katherine healed.

He captured her pretty, pouting lips with his. Gently thrusting, his strong body moved against her. Katherine’s tongue invaded his mouth, seeking hungrily. He tasted her sweetness, the kiss adding to the tight knot forming between his cocks.

For a long time … but not nearly long enough … his world was consumed in Katherine. He moved inside her, feeling her clutching him with arms, legs, and pussy. The knot between his cocks grew bigger and tighter, a raw ball of heat urging him on, begging him to go harder and faster. Miv would not, however. He made his body accept that it must move with steady rhythm, slowly chasing its culmination. The Nobek directed his animal nature to savor these moments when he could engulf himself in the perfect union with his beloved.

Passion could be quieted, but in the end it would not be denied. Especially not when Katherine’s sweet channel flexed in warning that she was coming to her gratification as well. Miv’s groans joined hers to feel the tight sheath clutching at his flesh, drawing on him, coaxing his surrender. The knot in his groin loosened, allowing a molten stream to spill into his secondary cock.

“My Matara,” he grunted. His entire body shuddered.

Katherine cried out, her body jerking hard in his grip. Her climax was upon her, and Miv gasped to see her beautiful face lost in the pleasure she had found with him. Her mouth opened wide to let her fulfilled cries echo in the stall. Her pussy seized hold of him, milking to make him fill her with his release.

A burning flood of rapture roared from his secondary cock, roiling into the primary. Miv howled as the searing stream poured out into his mate, joining them in the most profound manner he knew. His cock jerked in its delightful cage, pulsing until his legs wobbled beneath him.

When his and Katherine’s cries ended, Simdow and Vadef were there to separate their trembling bodies and wash and dry them. Then Vadef lifted their smiling Matara in his arms and carried her back into the sleeping room.

* * * *

Vadef settled Katherine on the bed and looked down at her. He had to laugh at her expression: she looked drowsily contented after being satisfied by their clanmates so thoroughly. Miv and Simdow had done well by her, and he hated to ask her for more despite his aching cocks.

“Perhaps I should take care of myself and let you rest,” he said. “You look ready for a nap before dinner.”

Katherine’s peaceful expression fled in an instant. She reached out and grasped his primary dick, bringing the Imdiko up on his toes with a gasp. The heat and strength of her grip had his insides boiling in an instant.

“Come here,” she whispered, pulling him towards her face. “No one in my clan goes without.”

Vadef groaned. “Only if I get to return the favor.”

Katherine’s legs parted, giving him a nice look at the lovely pinks of her womanhood. “Please do.”

The Imdiko lay down on his side next to her, helping arrange her so that she faced his groin. He inhaled the lovely scent of the pussy in front of his face. Something in his gut kicked, making his primary cock weep. He groaned again.

Vadef pillowed his face on Katherine’s soft inner thigh, pulling her other leg to rest against his ear. He contemplated the soft folds before his face, gleaming with moisture. Anticipation of tasting the sweetness before him made his cocks heavy.

Before he could truly appreciate Katherine’s pussy the way it deserved, warmth encircled the tip of his smaller cock. Heat barreled from his groin all the way up to his skull. Vadef yelped as ticklish delight filled his members.

Katherine giggled. She still held his larger cock, and her hand stroked to the base of him. There her grip tightened, choking off the immediate urge to spill.

His groan felt as if it came all the way from his toes. “You’ve gotten entirely too good at this, my Matara.”

In response, she sheathed more of his smaller cock’s length in her mouth. Gentle, sucking warmth enfolded Vadef, making his toes curl.

Two could play at that game, he decided. The Imdiko treated Katherine to a slow, deliberate lick from clit to trembling opening. Her hips jerked, shoving her salty sweetness against his face, wetting him from nose to chin. Vadef was delighted with that.

They went at each other with vigor. Vadef lapped eagerly at his beloved’s sex, enjoying how she squirmed and cried out around his cock. He thought she tasted of ocean breezes, a sumptuous blend of tartness and salt. Her clit, already inflamed from the excitement she’d enjoyed with Miv and Simdow, was a blatant red bloom. Between hungry licks at her font, he teased the unhooded bit of flesh to make her squeal and thrash.

Meanwhile, Katherine went at him with a will. Her head bobbed back and forth on his secondary cock as she sucked hard on his flesh. Then there were darting little licks all over both organs, which made Vadef feel as if flickers of tiny flames danced. Then she gave him long, languorous lavings up and down the shafts. Silky open-mouthed kisses followed. Last of all, she swallowed his larger cock, taking him right up to where her hand maintained its tight grip on the base.

Vadef’s swollen cocks fought time and again to release into that wicked, wonderful mouth tormenting them. Surges of white-hot cum would pour from his smaller penis towards the larger, but the hand wrapped around him kept washing the boiling excitement back unrealized. A steady ache throbbed in the space between the two organs, building slowly towards outright pain. He wasn’t going to be able to continue like this much longer.

He stabbed his tongue into her core, kissing her with ferocity there. Katherine shuddered and cried out against his cock, sending vibrations through him that made his smaller prick once more attempt to shove the molten fluid filling it out. Vadef groaned when that small but strong hand once more thwarted the attempt.

The Imdiko had had enough. He was willing to accept defeat at the hands … and talented mouth … of his Matara. However, he would not succumb without taking her with him.

He enclosed the tender, engorged morsel of her clitoris in his mouth. With exquisite tenderness, he tapped the tip of it with his tongue while gently sucking.

Katherine shrieked around his cock. The hand she’d used to keep Vadef hanging in torment flew open. There was a loud smack as she slammed the wide-open palm against his thigh.

The Imdiko didn’t feel the blow. He was consumed by the juices gushing from Katherine’s pussy, the sensation of her straining against his body along with her thighs squeezed painfully tight around his head. The hot breath of her cries urged him to at last empty into her mouth with brain-shattering pulses. Vadef somehow managed to keep his lips and tongue on her, though it was by instinct alone. He was far too lost in the surges of heat pouring out of his primary cock to attend his beloved mindfully.

Little by little, the flow of seed tapered off. Katherine’s cries dwindled as well, and Vadef rolled onto his back to the laughing applause of his clanmates.

* * * *

Katherine waved her arm in the air, wishing she had a white flag in her hand. She groaned to the men, “That’s it. I surrender. I’m done.”

“It’s about time,” Simdow sighed. “You’re going to kill us all, my Matara.”

“I don’t mind dying this way,” Vadef asserted in a wan voice.

“I wonder if it’s this way for all pregnant Earther women?” Miv’s big body slid behind Katherine’s, spooning her in his sturdy warmth.

She snuggled back against him. “I have no idea. If it is the case, I don’t know whether to feel sorry for us poor girls or happy.”

“Does that mean you don’t want to get pregnant again right away after you have this one?”

Katherine shoved her elbow in her teasing Nobek’s ribs. He only laughed, his smile bright in his handsome dark face.

Simdow joined them on the bed, propped up on one elbow as he reached across Vadef to stroke Katherine’s cheek. She smiled up at him, too happy to tell him how much she loved him. How much she loved them all, and how wonderful life was no matter how difficult it might sometimes get.

So much still lay ahead. Katherine looked forward to every second of her future.

The End

Other books by Tracy St. John available at Amazon.com:

Unholy Union

The Font

THE CLANS OF KALQUOR SERIES:

Alien Embrace

Alien Interludes: Clans of Kalquor Short Stories