“Oh, God,” she wailed.
“No, just call me Cort,” the man above her said with a grin, then shoved his hard cock inside her sopping wet pussy. She keened at the move. She was stuffed. Again. Full. Nowhere to move. Cort’s cock was thick and hard, stretching her tight.
Her pussy tightened around Cort’s cock, as though welcoming it home. He threw his head back as he rammed her again.
“Oh, God, yes,” he groaned.
Dane pushed from beneath. Oh, holy crap, she was in another man sandwich. She was amazed at her lack of inhibition, modesty, discomfort. She closed her eyes in bliss as first one cock slid out, then the other, a counter-rhythm to each stroke. Cort pressed down onto her chest, and his breath rasped.
She opened her eyes, and met Taz’s gaze as he pushed inside Cort’s ass.
Cort slammed his mouth against hers, his tongue thrusting inside as Taz began to ride him. Dane moaned in her ear, and lifted his hips, bucking against the added weight. Each jostle seemed to seat the cocks to the hilt.
Evie closed her eyes and just felt. Felt the pressure of Taz pushing Cort’s cock inside her, and impaling her even further on to Dane. Again and again, thrust for thrust, the four of them grunted and moaned in a delirium of pleasure. Miraculously, Evie felt yet another orgasm building. Stronger, sweeter, a slow tension rising inside.
Over and over, thrust for thrust, the four pushed, heaved and pumped against each other, their movements becoming more frenzied.
Dane was the first to erupt, his cock exploding, bathing her back passage with his warm milk.
Cort soon followed, his cock twitching deep inside as he shot his load. Taz’s movements continued to rock the cocks inside her, the added pressure of Cort’s weight against her clit shooting her into an explosive climax to rival the fourth of July.
Taz finally erupted, the veins standing out on his neck as he grunted his release, his hips flexing in short bursts against Cort’s ass. Evie felt his weight lift from them as he withdrew, and he collapsed on the platform.
One of the women hurried over and started licking his semi-hard cock.
Cort rolled off her, pulling her gently so that she disengaged from Dane. The feel of his half-hard cock withdrawing from her ass brought a brief sense of loss. Evie shook her head. What was wrong with her? It was as if she suddenly craved sex, and she couldn’t blame it all on the aphrodisiac. She wanted to be fucked, and to fuck. It was as if their mere presence threw the horny switch on inside her.
The remaining woman came over to Evie, gently stroking her side.
Evie met her blank brown eyes with curiosity. The women in the room hadn’t had the drink, yet they seemed ready, and not at all put out that their men were pleasuring another woman.
“Who are you?”
The woman smiled, but said nothing.
“She can’t talk, Evie,” Dane told her. “She’s a droid.”
Evie frowned. “A what?”
“A droid. A cyborg built to perform specific tasks,” Cort explained.
“Like what?” Evie asked. She’d only seen them performing blowjobs.
“Kalina is our mechanic and engineer, and Kamala takes care of most of the housekeeping duties. They’re also built for pleasure.”
Evie wasn’t sure if she was curious, jealous, or aroused at the thought.
Dane rose up on an elbow, and trailed a finger from her cheek down to her chest. He toyed with a nipple, and Evie gasped as it tightened to a peak. “Have you ever been pleasured by a woman, Evie?”
She shook her head. Just that one question had her breasts swelling, her nipples jutting even further. Dane smiled. “I can see the idea interests you.”
He beckoned one of the women over. “This is Kamala. She has a very adept tongue. The other one is Kalina.”
Before Evie could do anything, the droid bent over and ran her tongue up her slit. Evie jerked in surprise. Kamala repeated the gesture, then used her small hands to part Evie’s pussy lips. The droid started to nibble and suck, sending jolts of desire sparking through her system.
Evie arched her back as the droid’s tongue pierced her gently. There was no shoving or ramming, just gentle licks and flicks that had her trembling in seconds.
“Oh, wow,” she moaned. The other droid appeared next to her and bent to gently tweak her nipples. The tugs and twists were light, like stinging butterfly kisses against her breasts. Evie’s jaw dropped at the sensation. She’d never experienced anything like it. Kalina moved, and suddenly Evie found herself kissing a woman. She moaned and twisted on the platform, enjoying the stroke of light hands and tongues roaming all over her body. Breasts bobbed against her own, and Evie raised her hands to touch them, play with them. She could understand why men were fascinated with boobs. They were fun. She pulled and tugged, enjoying the weight of them in her hands.
Her legs were widened, and she felt the tongue slide from one end of her slit to the other, tangling and teasing around her clit, before repeating the movement. Her pussy grew wet, and she could feel her juices running down between her legs and her butt crack.
Suddenly Kalina tore her lips from Evie, and levered herself further up the platform. She lifted one leg over, and straddled Evie’s face.
Musk, hot, fragrant and arousing, assailed Evie. The lips between her legs were driving her crazy, and she wriggled. She lifted her mouth up to the pussy above her, and flicked her tongue out.
Kalina tasted delicious. Evie licked again and again, poking her tongue into the droid’s pussy. Salty but sweet, the droid’s pussy moistened with each press of her mouth. Evie reached up and pulled her hips closer, revelling in the scent, sight and taste of the droid. She drank the nectar leaking from the droid, just as Kamala slid a finger inside her. The other droid thrummed Evie’s clit with her tongue over and over, shafting her with first one finger, then two, stretching her little by little. Evie could feel the pressure building inside her, a soft tugging at her insides. Moments later a tingling puff exploded inside her, sending a warm wave of pleasure through her veins. She licked at the pussy in her face as a strange glow surrounded her. All of a sudden the thighs she was grasping trembled, light burst around her, and her face was bathed in a copious amount of sweet juices.
Kalina collapsed to the side, shuddering, her pearlescent skin glowing. Evie thought it was the prettiest thing she’d ever seen, and Kamala sank back on her heels, smiling.
Evie returned her smile with a lazy one of her own. A shadow by her side shifted. Dane. His eyes were intense, swirling. Determined.
Chapter Eight
Cort lay next to Taz, and she could tell that they’d all watched the show, and were now excited.
“Don’t you guys have an off switch?” she asked. She should be exhausted, but it felt as though each bout of lovemaking energised her. Must be the effects of the aphrodisiac.
Dane frowned. “Off switch?”
“You know, a rest between bouts.” She fluttered her hand, and Dane’s eyes followed the movement as his hand drifted down to his thick, erect cock.
“Why would we rest?” Cort asked as he sat up on the platform. His cock, too, was erect, bobbing between his thighs.
Evie looked from one to the next. Even Taz looked confused—and aroused.
“Uh, so that you can, you know, build up your energy again.”
Dane’s lips quirked. “Is that what Earth men must do? Rest?” He said the last word with a trace of derision.
Evie hurried to explain. “Well, physiologically, men need a break between, you know.” She gestured again.
Dane shook his head. “That is not the case for Valdahrenian men. Or women.”
Evie’s eyebrows rose. “Oh. I thought it was the effects of the aphrodisiac.”
Cort frowned. “Only a little, but it’s now worn off. Which brings up an issue.” He turned and looked at Taz. “You drugged us.”
Taz sat up. “We wanted to bond with our consort. I thought this was the best way to arrange it.”
Evie was touched by their patience. Well, all except Taz. But after what they’d just shared, she couldn’t really resent his high-handedness.
Taz’s eyes narrowed, and he tried to rise. Cort grabbed him from behind, wrapping his arms around his torso to prevent his escape. “We decided together. You know what happens when any of us flaunt an accord.”
Dane rose and grabbed the back of Taz’s head. “You must take your punishment.”
He slammed his lips against Taz’s, and Evie watched in excitement as they duelled for power with their tongues. Eventually Dane gained control, using both of his hands to angle Taz’s head to receive his rough kiss.
Cort held him firm, but Evie noticed the little thrusts he gave against Taz’s ass.
Kalina and Kamala shifted to either side of Evie, and sat to watch, their skin sending a subdued glow about the cabin.
Taz reached down to grasp Dane’s cock, and Evie heard the dark-haired man groan into Taz’s mouth. He lifted his head, and reached down to grasp Taz’s cock, gripping it hard, while Cort grasped Taz’s hips and bent him over. Their strength was harsh, nearly brutal, as all three wrestled for domination. Evie watched on in fascination as both Dane and Cort forced Taz over on to his hands and knees. Liquid pooled into her pussy at the macho display.
When Taz’s mouth was at the right level, Dane pressed his cock against Taz’s lips.
“Take it,” he grated. Taz opened his mouth to argue, and Dane took the advantage, shoving his cock inside.
Cort spat in his hand, and rubbed his saliva up and down his cock. With little to no warning, he shoved his cock inside Taz’s ass, and Evie saw the man’s butt muscles clench against the invasion. Her mouth opened, and her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. This was so hot to watch. Despite his resistance, Evie could see his trembling, his eyes closed in pleasure. Taz acted rebellious, but appeared to enjoy being dominated.
Kalina’s hand drifted down Evie’s stomach to delve into her curls, and Evie instinctively widened her legs as Cort withdrew, and then shoved himself back into Taz. Dane held Taz’s head with both hands and pumped his cock, giving the man a brutal mouth-fucking.
Evie whimpered as Kamala leaned over and took an erect nipple into her mouth, sucking with a delicate pull while Kalina stroked her pussy.
“Oh, Gods,” Dane cried as he jerked, and Evie saw Taz’s throat muscles work furiously to swallow Dane’s cum. Cort continued to pump his cock, reaming Taz’s ass with determination and ruthless abandonment, but it wasn’t long before he seated himself to the hilt, threw back his head and roared as he emptied himself into Taz.
Evie’s pussy turned to molten heat as the men found their release, until Taz’s green-gold gaze landed on her. He released Dane’s cock, and shuddered as Cort withdrew, before crawling over towards Evie. Kalina and Kamala retreated, leaving Evie hot and wanting, panting for release.
Taz’s eyes swirled as he rose up over her reclined form. He licked and bit his way from her pussy to her breasts. Evie shuddered at each painfully pleasurable contact, and moaned when he drove his cock deep inside her. Her head rolled back in time to see Dane lean over and kiss Cort, before they both turned to her and Taz.
Taz lifted her butt off the padded platform, giving him a better angle to drive into her, staring down as her breasts bobbed with each plunge of his cock. Her mouth opened, she panted with each thrust, writhing in ecstasy as he brought her closer and closer to climax.
Her breasts heaved, and she hooked her ankles around his hips as her pussy clenched his cock. Tighter, tighter, she tried to hold off her climax, but couldn’t fight the inevitable. Her orgasm hit her like a steam train, heat roiling through her as she convulsed around the now pulsing cock as Taz spurted inside her. He kept jerking, drawing out her orgasm until she was a soft puddle of bliss. She barely noticed Kalina and Kamala getting up and padding out of the cabin.
Taz drew his cock out and unwrapped her legs from around his hips. Cort and Dane lay down on the padding beside her, and Taz flopped down between her and Dane.
Evie felt boneless, swept up in the euphoria of her multiple orgasms. She was rolled on to her side, and found herself looking up into Cort’s gentle golden-hued gaze. His eyes were swirling, sparkling, and he smiled down at her.
“Thank you, Consort.” He lowered his lips to her and kissed her gently, his tongue sliding in briefly to tangle with hers, before he lifted his head away. She sighed blissfully as a body burrowed against her back, and a hand on her chin turned her head to the right. Taz.
He grinned, and Evie noted the small dimple in his left cheek. It was the first time she’d seen the man smile. She couldn’t help the answering movement of her own lips.
“Thank you, Consort,” he murmured, and kissed her softly, his mobile lips nibbling and pecking before his tongue swept inside in a quick, wet kiss.
She felt the faint stirrings of arousal again, but this time the fever pitch was gone, just a slow, relaxed warmth that spread inside her.
Taz lifted his head, and Dane moved into view. He shifted over her body, his swirling blue gaze holding hers intently.
“Thank you, Consort.” He pressed his lips to hers, then thrust his tongue inside with a gentleness she hadn’t seen from him before.
“We will never hurt you, Evie,” Cort told her. “On Valdahren, a triumvirate cares for their consort. She is treated with respect, and cherished, and provides valuable advice on our rule. What you’ve experienced tonight is how it can always be. You are our consort.”
“And we are your triumvirate,” Taz murmured.
“Will you accept us?” Dane queried, his gaze serious, intent.
Evie hesitated. She knew her answer would change the course of her life. She’d been given a glimpse of heaven. Three men to cherish her, make love to her, and keep her happy and satisfied. She would be leaving everything she knew behind her, and starting a life in a whole new world. She would be part of an important team charged with shaping the future of a race. Would she accept them?
“Yes.”
The men seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief, and snuggled down with her. It wasn’t long before her eyes drifted shut, a smile upon her face.
Chapter Nine
Evie stared out of the vid-screen. Their ship was hovering off-planet—at least, that’s what Cort had told her. She glanced over at the golden-haired man. Over the last two weeks she’d got to know her triumvirate very well. Cort was gentle, kind and considerate, and every now and then felt the need to prove his strength with a little domination. Her pussy heated at some of their shared memories.
Taz checked some readings on his console. He was impulsive, determined—she loved the look he got in his eyes whenever he desired her, which seemed to be quite often. He looked up from his checks, and his green eyes swirled and flared as they caught hers. Like now, apparently. She smiled as she read the intention in his gaze.
Dane came up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her. She leant back against him. Dane was their acknowledged leader, and had a great imagination. Some of the games he’d dreamt up during their space journey had shown patience and consideration for others’ pleasure that now had her breasts swelling in anticipation.
He pointed to the planet visible through the vid-screen. They were so close, they couldn’t see it in its entirety, but she could see portions of land and what looked like sea, or bodies of some liquid, only the colour was red, not like the blue she knew from Earth.
“There is your new home, Evie. Valdahren.”
She felt a momentary qualm at the prospect of the new life she was about to embark on. “I hope they like me,” she murmured. Cort approached her.
“You won’t have anything to worry about. We’ve been looking for you ever since we reached our maturity. Valdahrenians have been hoping for the return
of the consort for many years. They’ll be overjoyed at your return.”
Evie didn’t smile at the reassurance. Cort had explained what had happened to her family. All of them had been murdered. Her grandmother had been forced to flee with the infant consort. She’d finally begun to understand a little of her grandmother’s bitterness. Marabella Rodassion had fled her home planet, and forged a life in an unfamiliar world. Her family had been killed, all because of their tie to the throne. Evangeline.
Evie trembled. Whoever had killed her family was still out there.
Dane sensed her anxiety, and hugged her tighter. “We will keep you safe, Evie. We’ll make sure nothing happens to you.” She could feel his cock hardening against her butt, and felt her own arousal stirring, and took comfort from it. This was real, honest and constant. All of the men she’d grown to love in the last two weeks were steadfast in their determination to protect her, to cherish her and to love her.
Taz left his console and strode to be in front of her, blocking her view of Valdahren.
“Remember, you are ours. We are yours. Nothing can stop us from taking our rightful place as the Valdahrenian triumvirate, with you at our side as our honoured consort.”
She still couldn’t quite believe she was some sort of missing princess. And that she would be ruling an alien land with her newfound lovers. Though daunted, she was also excited by the challenge.
Taz’s gaze dropped to her breasts, barely covered by the dark purple transparent veils that all her men had insisted was the traditional dress of Valdahrenian women.
Cort appeared at Taz’s side, his expression full of encouragement. “We have travelled through time and space. We’ve searched for years, and conquered our own enemies to do so.” Evie had guessed from previous conversations with this particular lover that their journey to find her hadn’t been a smooth one. He smiled as he continued. “With you beside us, we can lead Valdahren into a successful future.”
Taz reached out and grazed her nipple through the silken scarf, teasing it to a tight peak. Evie gasped, a smile finally spreading across her face. Dane moved closer, sliding his rock-hard erection up and down the cleft of her butt cheeks, and Cort trailed his hand down to slide through the silken material between her legs, delving into her folds.
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