Page 17 of Alien Abduction for Professionals
The mattress was covered in shimmering black fabric, similar to silk but with more sparkle. I ran my hand over it. Cool, yet soft. I bet it would feel amazing to have it against my naked skin. Of course, I'd find out soon enough.
I slipped out of my clothes in record time and threw them into a corner. It felt a bit weird to be naked without the guys in the same room. Hopefully, they'd join me soon. I made my way through the pillow mountains. Something hot hit my foot, and I suppressed a shout of surprise. Didn't want the guys to come in guns blazing. Rummaging around the cushions, I searched for whatever I'd stepped on. It was a stone, smooth and grey and very warm. A strange scent hit my nostrils and I gave it an experimental sniff. Yes, the stone was giving off a calming scent that I couldn't quite identify. Not flowery, more like smoke and spices. It made me think of a cold winter's night, sitting in front of a fireplace, wrapped in blankets, surrounded by my mates. I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent. It made me feel at home.
Of all the things in this nest, this was the best part so far. Maybe I judged a little too quickly. Were there any other surprises hidden beneath the pillows?
I put the stone on the bed, then went on my hands and knees to search. My fingers clasped around something hard and coarse. It felt like a branch or stick, but I couldn't dislodge it. I threw some of the pillows hiding it aside until I saw the strange item. It was twice as long as my arm and looked like a dried snake, with a thin body and round ends. Not kidding.Please, don't let this be some kind of aphrodisiac food that I'll have to eat.It didn't feel organic, though, more like pottery or stone.I'd break my teeth trying to eat it.One end of the almost-snake was screwed to the floor, which is why I hadn't been able to lift it. Curious. I'd have to ask the guys about it. Unless it was an oversized sex toy, I couldn't imagine it's purpose.
I covered it under pillows again - just in case it was a sex toy that they wanted me to fuck - and searched the other side of the room for more surprises. I found a pile of yellow leaves that smelled like vanilla and two more of the hot stones. They were smaller than the one I'd stepped on but had the same beautiful scent. I added them to their sibling on the bed. I wanted to have them close, not buried beneath cushions.
A knock on the door made me whirl around.
"Are you ready for us to come in?" Xil called.
I quickly jumped on the mattress - which erupted into fireworks. What the fuck. I gasped as colours spread over the black fabric where I'd touched it. It was like rainbows surrounding me, trapped in the material but close to bursting out of it. I'd never seen anything like it. This had to be some kind of technology, but the sheets were thin like silk, so how did it work? Where was the power source? Not that it mattered. I didn't really care how it did what it did. I slowly moved my hand over the bed and marvelled at the colours exploding into life. Sparks seemed to fly through the air, even though I knew they were inside the fabric. Beautiful.
I lay on my back, naked and surrounded by swirling colours, and told the guys to enter.
Matar
My breath caught in my throat as I stepped into the room.
She was perfect.
Trish was spread out on the bed, her legs slightly parted, her nipples hard, her cheeks flushed. Her belly still wore the signs of our first mating: blue, yellow and green. She was ours. And she was ready to be bred.
I was rock hard already, and I hadn't even touched her yet. Luckily, the ceremonial breeding garment was designed with precisely that in mind. Instead of trousers, I wore a loose-fitting kilt. Beneath it, I was bare. My chest was covered in paint, the traditional symbols of my family and clan. Since we'd grown up in the same community, Xil and Havel had the same symbols except for two each that represented our parents. On our backs, we'd added our own sign, one we'd designed yesterday without Trish's knowledge. It would be our family's mark, to be passed through the generations from this point on.
"You look amazing," Trish gasped. "I never knew you guys had kilts. You look so Scottish, well, alien-Scottish."
I didn't ask her what that meant. The time for talking was over.
Before I joined her on the bed, I quickly looked around the room. She'd not removed anything. That meant she liked our arrangement. In the end, we'd decided to keep it simple, foregoing a lot of the ideas we'd had. It had felt wrong for Trish to know what we were planning, even though it had been helpful to have her mediate. We'd paired it all back to the bare essentials, making the room cosy, warm and comfortable. Since we'd only used a small part of our budget, Xil had splashed out on the most luxurious Lap'tan sheets. The expense had been worth it for seeing her on them. It was like she was lying on a galaxy.
She'd taken the fire stones and arranged them on the bed. Those had been my idea. We'd always had some of those in my family home and they reminded me of my childhood. I hadn't found any with the scents I was used to, but once we visited Kardar, I'd buy some of them. She seemed to like the stones, or she wouldn't have put them next to her.
Xil cleared his throat, and I realised I'd not taken my place by his side. It was time to begin the ritual. Now that we'd built the nest, we had to turn it truly ours. Mark it with our scents and memories.
"We have built a nest to honour you," Xil began the speech that males had recited during the breeding ceremony for generations. "As our mate, you have secured your place in our hearts, in our minds and our home."
"You're in my heart, my mind, my home," Havel said solemnly before I repeated the same words.
"This nest is the symbol of what we pledge to you," Xil continued. "We shall keep you safe. We shall keep you warm. We shall keep you happy. And we shall keep you satisfied."
That was the signal to lift our kilts, revealing our erect cocks. I didn't have to look at Xil and Havel to know they were just as aroused as I was.
"Wow," Trish muttered before quickly covering her mouth with her hands.
Slowly, Xil unbuttoned his kilt and let it drop to the floor. "We shall provide you with our seed of life. We shall care for the offspring that we will create together. We pledge to keep harm from our family until the day we die."
"Until the day we die," Havel and I echoed solemnly.
"Will you accept this nest?" Xil asked and stepped forward until his legs touched the mattress. "Will you accept us as your mates?"
Trish nodded. "I do."
She bit her bottom lip the way she always did when she was nervous or unsure. I had to remind myself that she didn't know this ritual. She had no idea what would come next. There was no right or wrong for her parts of the ceremony, though. While the males' words were set and couldn't be changed, the female could reply with whatever she wanted. I thought it was intentional to give the female the power over this rite.
"Will you accept our seed as a symbol of our love?" Xil asked, his gaze locked on Trish. I was jealous it was him to ask her first. Before meeting her, I hadn't minded at all that he was the Captain of the ship. Now that we had a mate, I didn't always find it easy to watch Xil in charge.
