Page 18 of Claimed by the Alien Warrior Triad

But instead, Haleon lowers his hand and kisses me, his huge hands wrapping around my body as he tastes my lips. His mouth has the same sweet, clean taste as Stryker’s, and I remember the grass they chewed on. Is that the reason for the fresh flavor? Their version of toothpaste, or gum?

Such thoughts instantly vanish as Haleon pulls me against his body, and I can feel his heartbeat making his cock throb with every surging pump of blood.

When he breaks off the kiss, Briggs follows – pressing his own lips so passionately against mine that my legs buckle. I reach for something solid, to cling to both mentally and physically, and grab his dangling gold chain for leverage. My own lust is starting to overpower my nervousness, but when Briggs pulls me close to him, his hands firm on my bottom, I feel his huge dick grinding into my chest and panic overwhelms me.

It’stoobig! That thing is going to fuckinghurt!

I push backhard,but all my strength isnothingto the massive alien. He probably doesn’t even feel it. He continues kissing me deeply, making my whole body shudder and tremble as his hands touch my sides. I let him explore me with his huge hands, realizing that if I try to fight them off, these three lustful aliens might get angry at me.

A tearing, ripping sound fills the cavern. It’s the noise of my blouse being torn to shreds in Brigg’s huge hands – his passion overwhelming him. Suddenly, the only thing between my nipples and his huge hands is my bra. He paws at it, not understanding how the lacy garment works, or what its purpose is. He’s about to rip it apart when I accept the inevitable and unclasp it myself.

My bra falls to the ground, and my body is bare and on display to the three warriors. They speak in low, guttural tones, their hunger raw as they stare at my breasts like they’ve never seen a pair of them before.

I’m usually very self-conscious about my body, especially the scars on my legs – but it’s impossible to feel anything butbeautifulwhen three, massive men are looking at you like you’re being served for dinner. Stryker licks his lips, and I shudder as I imagine that long, thick tongue tracing a wet path along somewhereverydifferent to hisownlips.

Stryker doesn’t waste a second. He strides forward and scoops me up easily, his huge hands cupping my bottom. I instinctively wrap my legs around him, as he kisses me deeply. I kiss Stryker right back, losing myself in the moment. My hard, aching nipples press nakedly against his enormous chest, and Stryker growls as he walks with me to the sleeping area and sets me gently down on the bed of furs.

The huge alien lays on top of me, pinning me to the ground with his legs. His deep, green eyes are wide with need. Up close, the marble hue of his face is so out of this world – sodifferentfrom any other man I’ve ever been with.

His cock strains against the material of his loincloth shorts, and despite my fear I’m aching to see what Stryker looks like naked – what hiscocklooks like.

Haleon lays next to me on my right, and Brigg to my left, their bodiessofucking huge. I moan out in desperate need as their mouths find my nipples in unison. I’ve never experienced such teasing, torturously-intense sensations. Their huge mouths cover my areolas, their too-big tongues lapping at my sensitive buds. I moan out in the cavern, my slutty gasps echoing back and forth between the smooth, looming walls.

These aliens might be new to kissing, but they instinctively know how to make me feel utterly lost in pleasure – helpless and squirming beneath the lapping of their tongues.

“Stop,” I gasp, although even to my own ears, the word sounds more like a plea for them to continue – my voice lusty and harsh with need. I know they don’t understand the meaning; but they can recognize thetone.

Stryker pulls his loincloth down, and a frisson shoots through my entire body as his enormous cock rears up hungrily.

It’s big.

Too fucking big!

The massive rod is pure marble, with bright green veins contrasting against his ivory skin. Iacheto trace my flickering tongue down those veins. His cock drips pearly-white pre-cum, way more than humanly possible – and I realize with a shock that with so much of the lubricating substance glistening on his shaft, Stryker might really have a chance to press that impossibly huge cock inside of me withoutcompletelyruining me.

But what if it isn’t enough? Joshua had five inches at most, and that thing? It’s more than twice Joshua’s length and girth! If these three men hurt me, there’s no help coming – and men in the throes of fucking don’t stop!

Haleon and Brigg suck insistently at my nipples, and I swear I’m getting close to cumming just from the onslaught of sensation and the sheer, shameful lust of having three men eager to ravish me.

Three pairs of hands roam all over my body, tracing down my stomach towards my sopping wet pussy. I’msofucking turned on that I can’t even think straight…

…but I know enough to know Ican’tlet this happen.

No matter how much I desire this, if I succumb to the three warriors, I know I’ll lose the last shreds of my sanity. I’ll never try to get back to Earth and my old life.

I gasp out, grabbing Haleon’s mohawk and pullinghardso he knows it’s not a game. He stops lapping at my nipple, his eyes meeting mine, wide and uncomprehending as he stares at me. Brigg stares up, those green eyes flecked with gold, and I see the deep shame in his gaze.

Stryker pauses, his cock twitching and flexing, eager to be driven into me. He growls and says something dark and urgent in his language. Then he stands suddenly, pulling his loincloth up.

The three men can’t look at me. I bite my lip, half-wishing they’d ignored my pleas to stop and just ravished me hard. That’s what my bodywants. It’s what itachesfor.

But my mind? That needs more time – time to think. My body is trembling and nervous, unable to comprehend the events that are happening to me so fast, and so out of my control.

Oh, God. What if this is real? What if I really am in a cave with three huge, powerful aliens – who make me feel like no man has ever made me feel before?

Would that really… Would that really be so bad?

If the three of themarealiens, and not just figments of my imagination, then I should beangryat them. Ihaveto be furious –incensedthat they’d have the audacity to abduct me and steal me from my life without my permission.

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