Page 19 of Alien Abduction for Professionals
I drove into her in one stroke. She was wet and eager, almost pulling me in. I bent over her until I could kiss her breasts, then sucked on one while slowly grating my hips against hers. I wanted it to last just a while longer. If I pummelled into her like Xil had, I'd come in an instant.
Her inner muscles seemed to milk my cock. I matched her rhythm with suckling on her nipple, giving it a gentle squeeze with my teeth every time I pushed into her arse and pussy. I let my tail fuck her hard, pulling out almost entirely before diving in again, making her squeal every time the tip pushed past her tight entrance.
"Do it," Trish moaned. "Come in me. Breed me. Be my mate."
There was no holding back. Not any longer. I stood up straight, lifted her legs until my thighs were pressed against hers, and fucked her harder than ever before. It seemed like both an instant and an eternity until I came, shooting my seed deep into her. I screamed at the same time as her, then kept her screaming by fucking her with my tail. I kept my cock inside her, still hard, enjoying the sensation of feeling my own tail through her inner walls. I'd only need a short break before I could do this again. And then again. She was mine.
"My turn," Havel said and put a hand on my shoulder. "I've changed my mind. I need to fuck her in her pussy first before taking her mouth."
As much as I wanted to stay in her warm, dark caves, I knew it was time to relinquish my position.
I pulled out of her, kissed the sole of her foot simply because it was at the same level as my mouth, then gently lowered her legs until they dangled over the side of the mattress again. Only when I stepped back, I realised how exhausted I was. I supposed it wasn't just from this mind-blowing sex with Trish. No, she'd also been abducted, and we'd been shopping. Both of those would have been enough to make any male tired.
I lay down on her other side and slid an arm around her shoulders, supporting her while Havel took his place at her feet. Instead of fucking her right away, he went on his knees and licked her entrance, cleaning her. Maybe he wanted his scent to be the only one he could smell on her beautiful pussy. I didn't care. I closed my eyes, snuggled against my mate and just enjoyed her closeness. Her moans grew louder and more frantic. I almost felt guilty for relaxing while she was still in the throes of another oncoming orgasm. Her skin was hot and sweaty, just like my own. We'd all need a shower after this. If Xil hadn't booked us a table at some fancy restaurant, I would have voted for staying in our nest for the next few days. We’d only leave for food and the occasional shower. With Trish, of course. A shower without her pressed against my naked body wasn't worth it.
Just before Trish succumbed to Havel's skills with his tongue, he stood up. "I want you on all fours," he said hoarsely. "I want to take you from behind."
Trish shivered and her sweet aroma filled my nose. Her arousal was reaching new heights. She slowly turned onto her front and climbed to all fours. She had to be exhausted, but the thought of being taken by Havel like that seemed to be enough to give her new strength. Not that I knew what that felt like. I'd never been with a male.
Her breasts hung low, ripe for the picking. I twisted a little until I could reach her perfect nipples. Realising what I wanted, she lowered herself just enough until her breasts touched my lips. I waited for the moment Havel entered her, then opened my mouth and sucked in her hard nipple. I vaguely felt Xil doing the same on her other side. We were latched onto her, holding her in place like Kardarian nipple clamps, until Havel came with a triumphant cry.
We endedup in a huddle on the soft mattress. It had stopped its colourful display and was now showing large streaks of paint instead. Blue, yellow and green, just like the cum stains on Trish's skin. We hadn't added any new ones today, but this was only the beginning. One day, she'd be covered in our colours.
"I never got to give you my present," Xil muttered sleepily.
"What is it?"
He chuckled. "You'll find out the next time we're in this nest. I promise."
"I'll hold you to that." I heard her smile in her voice, and I had to grin myself. She had no idea what she was in for.
Trish
Ihadn't thought I'd want to set foot on Kitt-Y-6 again, but when Xil had suggested going to some fancy restaurant, I couldn't say no. A restaurant in space - I had to see that. Besides, Xil had looked so hopeful that it would have been cruel to deny him this pleasure.
After a quick shower, I met the guys by the airlock. They'd all dressed in their nicest clothes. Not all of them were to my taste. At some point, we'd need to have a chat about the state of their wardrobes. At least they hadn't cut holes into their trousers again. I chuckled to myself at the memory of their attempt at lingerie.
Since we'd never actually bought any clothes for me at that stall, I was in my usual attire, although I'd pinned up my hair with some chopsticks I'd found in the galley. Hopefully, the restaurant wasn't so posh that they'd not let us in. I assumed that every alien species had their own idea of what was formal and posh, so we could simply pretend that we were at the height of fashion.
"Our shuttle has arrived," Havel announced with a look at his communicator. "Right on time."
"Is it too far to walk?" I asked.
He laughed. "You couldn't walk there at all. The restaurant is in the outer ring that circles the main part of the space station. You only get there by shuttle or one of the service elevators, which we don't have access to."
I'd got a glimpse of the station's layout when we'd approached, but I'd still been nauseous after our bumpy ride and hadn't paid full attention to it. Two giant rings surrounded the long, oval station. I'd assumed they were just for keeping the station supplied with power or stuff like that. Never in a million years would I have expected a fancy restaurant to be in those rings.
Xil held out his arm. "According to the human videos we watched, you'll have to hold onto me," he explained. "You'll have to explain why, though. Are you unsteady on your feet before adate?"
He emphasised the last word as if it was something strange and peculiar to him.
I laughed. "You need to stop watching those videos. And no, I'm not unsteady. Look at my shoes. Do you see any high heels? No. So don't worry about that. But I'll take your arm anyway because I like touching you."
Xil wiggled his eyebrows. "I know. You did a lot of touching in our nest."
"So did you. All of you." I licked my lips. They still felt a little swollen.
"That was only the beginning," Matar whispered into my ear. His hot breath kissed my skin, and a pleasant shiver ran down my back, ending right between my legs. "When we're back, we'll return to our nest."
