If I’m crazy, then that’s the most likely result as well. If my mind trulyistorturing me, then what better torture would there be than to put me in a home with a gaggle of beautiful women? The three warriors might be looking at me hungrily now, but surely that’s just the novelty of a new catch. When I’m unable to produce offspring, I’m certain I’ll be quickly relegated to cooking and cleaning for their more fertile options.
I have to get back to Earth! I have to get back to sanity!
But what if… if,somehow, I enter their home, or cavern, or tent – or whatever the hell it is these primitive aliens live in – and there are no other women?
Then maybe this is allreal.
And, if itisreal, I can’t give into my lust. I need to find a way back to my real life, and I can’t let these aliens know what they do to me – how they make mefeel.
My feet are aching and I’m covered in sweat by the time we reach the base of the mountain. The moist soil was rough on my feet while I was trying to keep up with the long-legged pace set by Stryker, Brigg and Haleon. It was one of the reasons I didn’t even consider running away from my abductors while I had the chance.
The other reason? Where would I evengo?
But if the moist grass was difficult on my bare feet, the rock of the mountain promised to be hellish. I have my pride, but there’s no reason to have bruised and battered feet because of it.
I look over at Brigg. He’s the leanest of the three, his body looking like it was hewn out of diamond. He’s also, so far, the only one of these aliens who hasn’t either thrown me over his shoulder or grabbed my arm and held it tight.
I just have to do my best to ignore the hard length of his cock, pressing against the fabric of his loincloth with obvious desire for me. There’s no real choice here – I’m not going to survive long enough to make my way back to Earth without these three aliens, one way or another.
Back to Earth – and my real life! What a horror.
I pantomime to Brigg, pointing to my shoulders and crouching. It takes him a second to understand, but he realizes what I’m asking – and he squats so I can have a piggy-back ride. I grab onto his shoulders and pull myself up, expecting to wrap my legs around his waist and have my arms around his neck.
Brigg has other ideas.
He easily shrugs me up onto his shoulders, my legs drooped over his chest like I’m one of those extraverted girls at a music festival. He stands as though I’m weightless. I clench my thighs for dear life, until he wraps his arms around my legs and holds me tight.
Unfortunately, my skirt hikes up – and suddenly the only thing between my embarrassingly-wet pussy and the back of his thick neck is my underwear. He takes a step forward, and I stifle a groan as the movement stimulates me in a way that’s supposed to beveryprivate.
My cheeks turn a brighter shade of red as I realize that touching the huge, sexy alien is getting me so turned on he might evenfeelmy heat and wetness on the back of his neck.
I tap his shoulder.
“Put me back down!” I demand – but I already know it’s futile. Brigg ignores me, and he starts walking up the mountain with me sitting effortlessly on his shoulders.
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Brigg
I’m driven wild by the scent of Aubrey’s arousal. It takes every effort in my body not to reposition her – spin her around, with her legs the other way over my shoulders, so my mouth is positioned directly against her sweet, wet cunt.
Only the knowledge that twenty-feet-long mountain lions are lying in wait for us around the boulders and crevices of this mountain, ready for a quick meal, stops me from indulging my desires.
That’s the thing about our home world – you need to be constantly vigilant. While creatures like the mountain lions won’tgenerallyattack a triad of Aurelians, you never know when one might be driven to madness in starvation; and give it a try.
The moment we are in the safety of the cave, though, I’ll lap at Aubrey’s cunt until she screams out, her entire body quivering with lust and need. Every muscle in my body flexes with need and I run my hands up and down her legs, marveling at the smoothness of her body.
Envy flows through the bond from the other members of my triad. Haleon and Stryker each wish they were the one who was chosen to carry our precious cargo up the mountainside to our home.
I smile at their jealousy as the three of us walk up the mountainside. Haleon pauses to grab a handle of fresh-grass en-route, chomping it down. Stryker follows suit, and since I have my arms full, he also passes me a handful - which I take gratefully. Chewing on the fresh, clean plant always makes my mouth tingle and feel new again. I like to use fresh-grass on my body when I wash in our cavern’s stream.
Aubrey is light as a feather on my shoulders as I lift her up the mountain, my eyes scanning at every nook and cranny for a glimpse of one of the beasts that invariably lurk near our home. Despite my all-encompassing need for Aubrey, I still have to be vigilant. Getting surprised by a big cat might end my life – and, more importantly,hers.
The thought makes my mind reel.
Fighting and earning our mate is our greatest honor. All I want is to roll with her in the fur beds of our cavern – to taste her and find absolution in the curves of her body. I will seed her every day, and that moment of pleasure will join us forever, strengthening her. I have heard that it’s rare for a human to naturally live a hundred years. My seed will change her body, though. It will make her live for thousands of years; giving her time to bear us a multitude of children, all strong sons who will one day lead our tribe.