Page 26 of Alien Abduction for Beginners
"What on Earth have you done to your clothes?" she exclaimed. "Get out of them, that's about the unsexiest thing I've ever seen. You look like you're vagrants."
I didn't know what a vagrant was, but I liked that she wanted us to undress. I got out of my lacy outfit quicker than I thought possible. I followed her into the room, proud of how high my erect cocks were reaching. Maybe she'd let me rut her right away, without the delay of watching that recording.
She turned to look at me, did a strange gurgling sound and swirled around again. "I meant put on something else, not get naked," she squeaked. "I didn't need to see that." She realised the other two had undressed too and squealed again. "Nor that."
I exchanged a look with the other guys. What was the point of getting dressed again if we'd discard our clothes soon after? It seemed like a waste of time.
"Does my physique disappoint you?" I asked.
She slowly turned to me, her eyes fixed on mine, although the concentration on her face made it obvious that she was having to force herself not to look at the rest of my body. "Not exactly. But this isn't right. You abducted me. You shouldn't be naked. You shouldn't be this...big."
She covered her mouth again. I wondered why she kept doing that. I added it to my mental list of questions that I'd eventually ask her. Now wasn't the time.
"I'm slightly above average size," I said proudly. "But if you consider I have two cocks, I am very much above average."
Her face turned redder and redder. "Thanks for letting me know."
"You're welcome. Havel assured me after the probing that you'll be able to take all of us."
"All of you?" she repeated in a high-pitched voice. "At the same time?"
"If you want us to," Havel said smoothly. "We'd love nothing more."
Trish staggered back and sat down on the bed. "This is too much. I should be running, I should be freaked out. Why am I not freaking out?"
"Because we chose you as our female," Matar said, his tail curling around her ankle. She didn't seem to notice or if she did, she didn't mind. "We chose you because we knew you'd be able to cope with this. You're strong, you're beautiful, you're perfect. We've travelled across the galaxy to find you and you were worth every single lightyear."
I nodded, impressed at how eloquent our engineer had suddenly become. Maybe he should try and write some poetry for her after all.
"Every lightyear," I echoed. "Worth it."
"So that means I shouldn't feel bad about...wanting you?" she asked.
My hearts beat so hard it almost hurt. Shewantedus.
"We want you too," Havel said. "You are all we ever wanted. You don't have to be afraid of your feelings. Everything is new to both you and us. There are no rules. We make our own rules, our own traditions. If we want to wear clothes with holes, that's fine. If we want to walk around naked, that's also fine."
"As long as the Captain agrees," I grumbled, just to make sure she understood that I was still in charge, no matter Havel's pretty words.
"Let's get comfortable," the medic suggested. "The bed is big enough for us all. Do you want to watch thatmovie?"
Trish nodded. "But can you at least slip under the blanket? Seeing you all naked is...well, I'll need time to get used to that."
Nudity was nothing special or embarrassing for Kardarians, but I was aware not all species felt that way. Maybe we could persuade her to stay naked eventually. Drops of golden precum rose to heads of my cocks as I thought of how convenient it would be to have her always available, no need to undress. I could find her whenever I felt the need and plunge into her depths.
Yes, abducting her was the best thing we could have done. And no matter what Professor Katila thought about our probing, it had shown to me that Trish was perfect for us. And that she was willing. She may need a little persuasion, but deep inside she wanted us just as much as we wanted her. It was only her mind telling her to take it slow, while her body betrayed her. Even now, I could smell her arousal.
All three of us joined her in bed and dutifully pulled a blanket over the bottom halves of our bodies. She didn't ask us to fully cover up all the way to our necks, so hopefully, that was a good sign.
She was squeezed in between me and Havel, with Matar on the medic's right. He'd already had his kiss with her and should, therefore, wait his turn. We hadn't talked about it, but it was proof of how well this crew knew each other. Soon, Trish would be part of us. She'd be our family, gluing us all together. Our mate.
Havel's eyes glazed over as he used his comms to select the recording. The large screen at the other end of the bed flickered on, revealing three humans in a dark room. The lights had been strategically positioned to highlight only parts of their bodies, adding to the mystery and suspense. The two males caressed the female between them, stroking her hair, her body, then one of them kissed her on the lips.
"Ehm, that's not a romance movie," Trish laughed. "Are you watching porn?"
"Yes, this is a pornographic recording," Havel confirmed. "I found it in your planetary database. Is it not to your liking? I have others with just a couple or several females or-"
"You don't usually watch porn on your first date," she explained. "We watch films about two people falling in love. Usually, there's something that stops them coming together but when they finally do, it's even sweeter." She smiled. "Romance isn't all about sex, you know?"
