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  Strength in Numbers

  by

  Reagan Hawk

  Strength in Numbers © Copyright 2013 by Reagan Hawk

  First Electronic Printing February 2013, The Raven Books

  Cover art by Eliza Black © Copyright 2013

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  This novel is a work of fiction. Any and all characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or events or places is merely coincidence.

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  Strength in Numbers

  by

  Reagan Hawk

  Table of Contents

  Strength in Numbers

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Reagan on Amazon

  The Beast Masters Series

  Strength in Numbers Series

  Cyber Sex Series

  The Raven Books’ Complimentary Material

  Civil Twilight by Mandy M. Roth

  Civil Twilight Extended Excerpt

  Books in recommended reading order

  Mandy on Amazon

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  Space Pirates’ Bounty

  Bounty Hunters’ Captive

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  Strength in Numbers

  Reagan Hawk

  NOTE: Strength in Numbers Book One was previously released under the author name Mandy M. Roth

  Born into a life of sexual servitude and trained to please men, Sempia believes her fate is sealed—her virginity auctioned off to the highest bidder then life as a sex slave. She never dreamed her childhood sweetheart would resurface in her hour of need…or that he would be the winning bidder.

  Now a seasoned warrior, Eterin is nothing like the boy she remembers—he’s all man and wants to possess her at all costs. But much has changed in the years they’ve been apart. Eterin has a new man in his life—one who wants to share them both. Sempia finds herself at the mercy of two incredibly hot and horny intergalactic outlaws who are dangerously close to stealing her heart.

  Warning: Short story contains MMF/ MFM and light FFM (oh who are we kidding, just about everything and everyone joins in the fun) graphic language, ménage and more, kinky alien sex, extreme alpha males, and pretty much anything else you can think to toss in for sexy fun.

  Strength in Numbers

  by

  Reagan Hawk

  Chapter One

  The thunderous roars of the crowd shook the very ground she stood upon. So many had gathered to lay witness to the evening’s festivities, celebration of the coming of the equinox, that it was nearly impossible to get an accurate head count. Varying moons surrounding the planet held their themed tributes for the festival. The moon she was on was for one purpose and one purpose only—sex. All Sempia was sure of was that she was the starring act on this night. It was she, a prized virgin from a line of sex slaves, who was to be auctioned off to the right bidder. Her hymen would be broken by the winning bidder and her slave note would then belong to him as well.

  The entry of a sex slave onto the market and the taking of her virginity was a show many sought to see. They took great pleasure in watching the slave being serviced by many before vaginal insertion occurred by the man who would be her keeper. Much time and effort went into the preparation of the event and additional sex slaves were used to add bodies to the mix, increasing the show’s appeal. The extra slaves were ones who had reached a certain status among coliseum goers. In some odd way, they had become celebrities of sorts to many. She could only dream of achieving such a status.

  Long ago, she’d dreamed of a different life. One where she led a household of her own, greeting her bonded mate when he came in from a long day of labouring. A life where she would be thought of as more than property, but instead loved by one man—a man she’d selected already. He’d hardly been a man when she’d dreamed the impossible. He’d been a boy, barely older than her at the time. He too had been low-born, his options limited. They had been born to a life of servitude. And Sempia had wisely schooled herself to focus only on the future available to her, not the one she’d first dreamed of.

  She had vowed to make the best of this life forced upon her. It would take her many years of sexual serfdom in an arena setting to win over the crowds in such a way. The odds of the person who purchased her note allowing her to continue in such a venue were slim. Most sex slaves were purchased for personal use and to be used to service the needs of those close to the owner.

  Already the act, which would culminate with the taking of her virginity, was underway. She wasn’t involved in the beginning portions of it. The crowd-pleasing regulars were used to get the masses eager for more and on the edges of their seats. She had to admit, they did their duty well. From her vantage point, just off from the staging area, the crowd appeared very pleased. They seemed taken with one of the alien species brought in to spice things up. It was hard to blame them.

  Sempia tried to look away but couldn’t as the Mantovian alien stood before the women in the ring. He was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. He had a row of four cocks between his legs, lined up vertically. They seemed to have a life of their own. Each one moved in a different direction, like tentacles. There was no mistaking the mushroom-shaped head on each of them. The rest of the Mantovian’s body was a pale shade of blue, most likely having something to do with the fact he originated from planet Mantovia, which was almost entirely covered in crystal-blue water.

  She could barely make out the gills on the man’s neck even though she was well aware his species possessed them. He resembled a humanoid and apparently had close enough DNA to get him into the event, as all attending had to be screened for compatibility. Still, she wasn’t sure what he intended to do with four cocks.

  The women in the ring with him dropped to their knees as he cracked the whip he held over their head. The sound of it snapping in the air made Sempia jerk. She was next. It was her destiny to please others, to offer her body for their pleasures while her master collected a hefty sum for her efforts. She had been born into sexual servitude and was now of age to accept her destiny. A pang of regret lanced her chest, and for a fleeting moment her thoughts went to the boy she’d had feelings for as a child. The one she’d thought she’d make a different life with. A true family with. The reality of her situation did not permit her to linger on times of old long.

  The Mantovian held a woman’s head with his free hand while she slid her mouth over one of his cocks. The other cocks stroked her face and she brought her hands up to grasp two more.

  Another woman entered the ring, adding yet another female to the already overflowing mix in the ring, and the crowd went wild with cheers. She wore a sheer white tunic and kept her head bent as she neared the Mantovian. He struck out with his whip and slashed the tunic from her but left her skin unmarred. The crowd gasped.

  He motioned for her to come to him. She obeyed, dropping next to the other woman and taking one of his cocks into her mouth.

  The women stayed in that position, sucking and humming slightly as the Mantovian tipped his head back and cried out. Blue cum jetted forth from two of his exposed cocks,
and it was easy to see the women’s throats convulsing as they drank down his offering.

  The Mantovian snapped his whip again and the women pulled back. He dropped to the ground and lay on his back. He whispered something only the women could hear and they immediately straddled him, one in front of the other. As they sank down onto his cocks, Sempia noticed that a shaft went in each of their pussies and their asses.

  Her cunt began to drip. The urge was great to feel what it was like to be filled completely. Her breath hitched as she traced a line down the front of her tunic. As her nipples peaked, she fought the urge to reach down and pleasure herself. Her time was soon to come. She too would know what it was like to be taken. It was a moment she had waited many years for.

  The show continued, with the women riding the Mantovian. The crowd watched, as enraptured as Sempia. Her gaze flickered over the crowd long enough to see several had taken to pleasing the person next to them. Some handled their own needs while others simply stared at the show.

  A large, muscular man with a tawny sheen to him walked out into the ring. The man stepped over the Mantovian, wiggling his bare ass towards the first girl riding the Mantovian, and stared down at the alien.

  For a moment, Sempia could scarcely believe her eyes as the man sank down to a seated position on the alien and then leaned forward, putting his cock in the Mantovian’s face. The alien opened his mouth and took the man deep. The woman closest to the man inched upward and began licking the man’s ass, he in turn fucked the alien’s mouth.

  Someone touched Sempia’s shoulder, causing her to jump slightly.

  “Go,” a deep voice said. The very sound of it made her wet pussy weep. She shuddered as she moved forward, the owner of the voice keeping his hand locked on her shoulder.

  Chapter Two

  The male ushered Sempia out and the crowd roared. She stilled as she tried to figure out how she could possibly fit into the equation. Everyone had someone.

  The man behind her seized hold of her tunic and ripped it from her body. The action was hard and hurt. Cool air struck her already swollen nipples. He took the tunic and wrapped it around her neck tight enough to act as a lead but not tight enough to harm her. He shoved and she came to a halt at the head of the Mantovian.

  “She is here,” her keeper stated.

  The man getting his cock sucked by the Mantovian pulled free and sat back on the alien’s chest. A sly smile spread over his face as he motioned for Sempia to sit. She went to but he held up his hand.

  “No, with your back to me, beauty. You have been gifted to another. He will be the one to break your barrier. It will be his cock that soaks in the blood of your innocence.” He licked his lips. “I shall take your virgin ass instead.”

  Sempia gulped, her cheeks flaring red as the crowd stood, stomping their feet and shouting for her to be claimed fully. She tried to look at the man who had hold of the tunic around her neck, but he pressed on her head.

  “Get down,” he said, his voice full of authority.

  She obeyed, averting her gaze as she sank to a seated position. Something cold traced the edges of her cunt and she realized it was the Mantovian’s tongue. The man pushing on her head chuckled as she stiffened. “Be still, innocent one, he is merely preparing your pussy for me. I am not a small man and you must be ready to receive me.”

  The Mantovian pulled his tongue free of her cunt and slipped it into her ass before she could think too hard upon it. At first, it was strange feeling something cool and wet buried in her ass, but soon heat began to build and she found herself rocking on his face, careful not to put too much pressure on the alien.

  The man behind her let out a soft laugh as he pulled her free of the Mantovian’s tongue. Something large and round pressed against the cleft of her ass. The man before her grabbed her chin and yanked on the tunic around her neck. She kept her gaze down, still refusing to look upon his face as a large, ruddy cock appeared before her. She knew what was expected of her. She licked the tip of the cock before opening her mouth to take as much of him as she could.

  “More,” he whispered. “You can accommodate more. Relax your throat.”

  She did as he instructed, and he slid in to the point where he touched the back of her throat. Tears welled in her eyes even though she felt no pain. She bit down slightly as he began to move in and out. He hissed, and for a second she assumed she’d injured him.

  He yanked on the tunic once more. “Rake your teeth on my cock again, innocent one.”

  Sempia followed his orders. White-hot pain shot through her lower half as the man behind her shoved his cock deep into her virgin ass. The Mantovian pushed his tongue against her clit and began licking it quickly. The act chased away the pain and giving way to pleasure.

  She sucked harder on the cock in her mouth. As the man’s balls drew up, he pulled on the tunic, forcing his cock deep in her throat. He yelled something that sounded remarkably like a battle cry as hot cum jetted into her mouth and down her throat. The man fucking her ass slammed into her, his cum releasing as well.

  Sempia was on the cusp of an orgasm. A tiny whimper escaped her lips as both men withdrew their cocks.

  No.

  She wanted more. Needed more. The pressure inside her needed to be free.

  “She is ready, my lord,” the man who had claimed her ass said.

  “Yes, my lord, she is most certainly ready,” said the Mantovian.

  “Very well.” He jerked on the tunic. “You may look upon me as I claim your barrier.”

  She obeyed, and looked up into the face of a ghost.

  Eterin?

  It couldn’t be.

  Eterin, the boy she had known and who’d held a special place in her heart as a child, was now a man. A gorgeous man. Long waves of silken black hair hung over his shoulders. Gone was the skinny boy with mischief in his eyes. Now he was toned, powerful and held a gleam of desire in his blue gaze. Long scars marred an otherwise perfect chest and Sempia couldn’t help but reach out and run her fingers over one. It was clear he was a warrior. One of the elite by the looks of the markings on his inner wrists. “Who hurt you?”

  His gaze flickered and he yanked on the tunic. “Lay back.”

  “Eter—”

  He jerked once more, cutting her words off. The man who had been behind her moved off the Mantovian and Sempia lay back on the Mantovian’s chest. One of the women still riding the alien reached over Sempia’s head and cupped her breasts before leaning down to capture her mouth.

  The woman pinched Sempia’s nipples and twisted enough to send pain through Sempia. Something cool and wet slid into her ass and she knew then that the Mantovian’s tongue was once again inside her. The woman continued her sensual kiss, tweaking her nipples as she went.

  Eterin’s heavy weight moved onto her and Sempia tried to break the kiss to look upon him, but the woman refused. He pressed the head of his cock to her wet pussy and stilled. The woman tweaking her nipples pulled away and began to ride the Mantovian once more.

  Sempia glanced up and into Eterin’s eyes. Something tickled the back of her mind and she blinked.

  Soon it will be just you and me, Sempia. You must not reveal you know me.

  Her eyes widened. Had Eterin truly spoke in her mind?

  She gave him a questioning look.

  Nodding, he bent down and kissed her full lips.

  Yes, it is me you hear, innocent one. It is not safe for me to speak aloud to you. They will steal you away should they realize who I am to you.

  The man who had claimed her ass moved in behind Eterin. Eterin’s gaze darted away as the man behind him licked his fingers. The man moved his hand downward and Sempia was unable to see what he was doing. As he aligned himself with Eterin’s back, she had a fairly good idea. He was planning on claiming Eterin’s ass as well.

  The man thrust into Eterin, who in turn rammed into her, breaking her virgin barrier and sending slight discomfort throughout her body. The feeling washed away quickly, making ro
om for pleasure. His lips crashed onto hers and he darted his tongue in, finding hers and mating with it as he continued to pump into her cunt. It continued for what felt like forever, Eterin in her pussy, the other man buried deep in his ass and the Mantovian tongue-fucking her anus.

  The Mantovian was the first to cry out, pulling his tongue free from her. The women riding him were next. Each one sounding as if they’d found their release. The man behind Eterin followed, slamming into Eterin so hard it felt as if she’d be ripped in two.

  Eterin changed his pace, rotating his hips in a way that left her clit exposed to him. Each swipe past it left Sempia gasping for air. The moment he rooted himself within her and let his seed spill, her orgasm struck, causing her legs to numb at first before tingling. Her pussy clenched his cock, milking it for all it was worth.

  “Ah, yes,” he ground out through gritted teeth.

  You are and will forever remain mine. They cannot take that from us. They will announce my ownership of you shortly. Once that is complete, we will leave this godsforsaken moon. I have waited long to have you, Sempia.

  Own me?

  His gaze stayed locked on hers. They intended to sell your title to another, leaving you to be a slave to a cruel master. One who would beat you as well as use you to sate his needs. He also intended to force you to work off his debts by fucking those he owed. When news of you and what they planned for you found me, I came at once.

  The man behind Eterin pulled free and stood, yanking Eterin with him. The loss of his cock in her pussy left Sempia reaching for him, needing him back where he belonged, deep within her.

  The man lifted Eterin’s arm in the air and then used his free hand to point to Eterin’s cock. It was tinged with blood—her virgin blood. Sempia watched in awe as the crowd went wild and the blood seemed to soak into Eterin’s cock.