Kríe Captivity (The Nira Chronicles Book 1) by Kora Knight Read Free Book Online Page A

emotion.
    Alec looked to where Zaden was still tied to his post, sitting super still with eyes closed.
    “Psst. Yo, Zaden.”
    Zaden stirred and looked his way.
    “You doing okay?”
    Z shifted with a wince and gave a shrug. “Not dead, so yeah, I guess.”
    Alec moved as close as his lead would let him and sat down next to his friend. “We gotta make a plan. Have you seen where they put our weapons?”
    Zaden shook his head, his features tight.
    “Shit.” Alec glanced around. “Seen any weapons of theirs?”
    A small nod. “Yeah. They’ve each got some knives. And obviously they’ve got tranq darts.”
    Alec pursed his lips. “What they hit us with yesterday.”
    Another curt nod. Another pained face. “Too bad they waited till after we ate.”
    “Fuck. Don’t remind me.”
    “Like you weren’t already thinking about it.”
    Alec looked at Z. “You know about the fruit?”
    “Yeah. Did the math. But Naydo over there confirmed it.” Zaden gestured with his chin to a Kríe by the fire. “That big fucker, going through my shit.”
    Alec eyed the male. “They’re all big fuckers.”
    A groan escaped Zaden’s lips, the sound laced with a need for sex. So much so, that it instantly made Alec have to adjust his junk. Though, truth be told, he was kind of afraid to touch it.
    Ultimately, he couldn’t resist.
    Grinding the heel of his palm into his fly, he grimaced through a curse. “Gesh told me this shit won’t go away on its own. Miros said something similar, too. God, I really hope they’re lying.”
    Zaden moaned again, but louder. “If they’re not, we’re fucking screwed.”
    Alec wondered if he’d meant that literally or figuratively. Scratch that. He didn’t want to know.
    Miros returned with Chet, securing him on the other side of the campfire, and came to collect Zaden next. Z winced with a grunt as he got to his feet, hobbling off to take his turn. Alec watched him go, then looked at Chet and sighed. So much for planning an escape before they left.
    Before long, the science trio had taken a piss, too, and now Gesh’s pack readied to go. Each draped a black strap across his chest loaded with blades and other items. Then, while six shouldered on the team’s backpacks, another secured Alec’s team to one long rope. Single file. Attached by their collars.
    But they were also tied individually, too, in a way that made Alec’s belly churn with dread. Because even though their wrists were bound in front of their bodies, they were also connected to a rope between their legs. One that continuously grazed their nuts as it ran up their spines to their collars. With very little slack, it essentially made any arm movement a risk to the family jewels. Which didn’t just make escape a lot more difficult, but ensured constant contact with their junk; hands unavoidably bumping their cocks while trying to keep that rope from rubbing their balls.
    And Alec thought the night had been long.

 
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
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    After a few hours of hiking, Gesh’s pack finally stopped, parking it by a large, flowing river. And it was a damn good thing, too, because Alec and his teammates had had nearly all they could stand. Yeah, they were dying of fricking thirst, and could use something to fill their bellies, but most of all they needed a serious breather from all the genital stimulation.
    The first hour had been bearable. Barely, but still. The second had been way more uncomfortable. The third hour, however, was when Alec began to suspect that things were going to get ugly. At which point, he stopped hoping that the fruit would wear off, and began fearing the ultimate worst. That the longer that sex mojo stayed in their systems, the worse its effects would become. Because it wasn’t just his dick and nuts going crazy anymore, but holy shit, his asshole, too. It’d grown so sensitive, so needy for friction, that every single time he took a step it was all he could do not to drop.
    Jaw clenched,