Page 141 of Taken By the Aurelian Warriors

From below, Brennan’s impossibly huge cock looks even bigger than before. I look up, but his huge, thick cock obscures him behind it. That beautiful dick is all that I can see – and at the tip of it is a big drop of pre-cum, glistening and dripping. I open my mouth eagerly, tasting his seed on my tongue.

The taste instantly drives me wild. I stretch open my mouth wider, and he slides his throbbing cock between my lips. He’s so fucking huge I have to stretch my jaw open to accommodate him; but I do so eagerly. Without the Bond to turn pain into pleasure, I know I’m going to be aching after this – but I don’t care. I justneedto serve him. His pleasure is more important than anything I could ever want for myself, and I feel the need to worship his dick deep within my mouth.

His slick pre-cum seems designed for that – and it allows his hot, hard cock to pulsate and invade my throat, claiming it as his.

It was as if he wasmadeto take me.

His body – hisbeing– was made to own me.

I let my mind go blank as I serve my alien master – worshipping him eagerly with my mouth. I close my eyes, focusing on nothing but the exquisite feeling of pleasuring his dick as he slides it in and out of my sucking lips.

Otho and Lazar grab my hands, pulling them up to their own hard cocks. I stroke those two huge, marble rods as I suck on Brennan; their pre-cum making both shafts slick and frictionless. I am so small and protected inside the circle of my triad. I let myself enjoy it, feeling no guilt, no shame, as they pull out the desires of mind.

I suddenly imagine both of them fucking me at the same time – their huge cocks simultaneously in my pussy and ass. I’d dreamed about serving a triad of Aurelians for years. Now I’m on my knees, submitting to the huge alien warriors.

I may not have the Bond to enhance my pleasure – but my senses have already been permanently altered by the Bond and honed by our union. The scent of their Aurelian musk fills my nostrils, while the perfect taste of Brennan’s pre-cum floods my mouth. I’m so turned on – but simultaneously terrified that they won’t be able to resist taking more than just my mouth. I need them to wait. I need them to be patient until the ring comes off my finger.

Without the Bond to turn pain to pleasure, surely I can’t handle those huge cocks inside of me.

Brennan grabs my hair, forcing me to take his dick even deeper down my throat. He’s so fucking dominant. It’s so natural for the huge alien to do whatever he wants with me. I gag, and he pulls out, leaving me spluttering and gasping.

“The moment that ring is off you, I’m owning your little body.”

All I can picture is the three of them mounting me, overpowering me, taking me. I want itsobadly. The thought of pleasuring these three men turns me on like wildfire; but mostly I ache to feel the Bond again. I wish I could rip the ring from my finger and fully submit to them.

Brennan presses his dick against my mouth, and I open my lips wide, letting himownme. It doesn’t take long for my eager lips to coax Brennan over the edge – and the moment he does, as if they feel the same surge of pleasure through the Bond, all three of my gorgeous, alien lovers cum at once; releasing their seed at the same time – torrents of hot cum splashing over me.

When they’re finally sated, Brennan pulls me up from my feet. He’s gasping with exertion. All three of them deserved their release after all the emotional stress I’ve put them through.

“How much longer till that thing comes off?”

I wipe my lips, tasting their delicious, salty seed on them.

“Sixteen hours,” I murmur – and I’m counting each and every minute. Fifteen hours, fifty-five minutes, and ten seconds is the actual count; and I’m astonished at how my Bond-enhanced mind is somehow able to keep perfect track of it.

Brennan smiles. “I know exactly where I’m taking you the second that thing is off.”

I stand there, covered in their cum, with it dripping down my naked body – and he’s already promising even more debauched pleasure soon.

I can’t wait for it.

Brennan’s face then turns serious.

“Take a shower. We need to talk.”

He points down the hallway of the Reaver, towards the ship’s bathroom. I take a quick shower there, wondering what made the leader of my triad turn so serious all of a sudden.

When I’ve finally cleaned their cum from my body, I dry myself off – reluctantly covering myself with a towel and walking back to the three men in some semblance of modesty.

Brennan faces me.

“Aurelians have no family,” he states. “We’re all born from cloning bays. However, it shouldn’t be this way.” The towering Aurelian’s face grows softer. “Your father may have wronged you, Natali – but he’s still your blood.”

I didn’t want to think about the rift I’ve caused between myself and my only living relative.

“I… I told a court that he was my jailer. I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me.”

“If you can get him to meet with us, I can make this work.”

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