by Ella Long
“Lay back,” he commanded, and she fell back against him in the water while he started to gently massage her scalp. I went to her feet and took one out of the water slowly, starting to rub oil into the hard edges and swollen toes.
She had so many blisters and bruises it broke my heart. Our mate had been too abused by life.
She looked up at me curiously and I raised my eyebrows. She nodded an okay to me and I thought, perhaps no one has ever rubbed her feet before.
This seemed a great tragedy to me. What kind of world was this if women were not properly cared for? Were all their males barbarians?
Actually, all I had to do was think about my human mercenaries and I knew the answer to that question.
They didn’t think much of women at all, treating them all like whores.
The whores were still women, bearing the secret cave of pleasure and the mouth of life.
You never knew which of them could find a mate and become respectable, however. Anything was possible.
Women should be revered. That was the one undeniable truth of my race. Some say our war with the Najiik started because they murdered our goddess. Whether it was a queen or a goddess changed around depending on who told the story, but the moral of the story was that the Najiik didn’t respect women.
We did.
Women were to be protected. Guided and disciplined.
Cherished.
There would be plenty of times Ashely acted inappropriately and we would just have to forgive her because she didn’t know any better.
Or punish her until she learned.
Either way, we’d enjoy it.
My hands started to roam up her ankles and calves. Her head was resting on Sadhbah’s hand as he gently washed suds out of her hair. He carefully laid it out in the water, making sure there were no tangles. Then he started working on her neck and shoulders. Between his hands and mine I felt tingles run over her skin.
She moaned with pleasure and I felt myself pulled to the edge of the tub as if by a magnet. I reached through the water and touched her thigh, silken in the scented oils.
Sadhbah leaned into the water as well, running his hands down her arms. Both of us only had eyes for her now as we seemed to forget each other’s presence.
It was a curious feeling, knowing my brother was close and that we were still in sync, but focused on another being.
It was the sacred triad. Every moment of it was holy and divine. I thought I understood it when others described it.
I had never understood a damn thing.
I thought finding my mate meant finally servicing my cock. Finally getting to blow in folds of hot pulsing flesh instead of into my hand.
How could I have been such a fool?
This treasure was not just for fucking.
She was for worshipping.
For consuming.
For devouring with our needs until she embraced us again and again.
She moaned some more, floating on the water and on the sensations we made. I restrained myself with some effort, but I wanted to make sure she was fully relaxed and comfortable before we began playing with her.
The first thing I was going to do was taste that pussy. My mouth was watering, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My hand started trailing up her thigh as my gaze fixed upon it.
It was all mine.
Just like the rest of her.
Sadhbah
The intensity of the moment seemed to stretch out around me. I didn’t expect her naked body to have such a strong effect on me.
It was not just her nakedness making my head swim. Something about the oils, the candlelight. It was strangely erotic.
By an unspoken signal my brother and I reached into the water. We supported her carefully as we lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. She shivered a little as the air touched her skin but didn’t protest.
We picked up thick towels from the edge of the bed and started rubbing her all over. She looked up, quite surprised at our focused attention. From the furrow in her brow I could guess, she had never been exposed to this kind of treatment.
She kept watching us curiously but sat up, lifting her limbs for us to dry under them. I softly ran my towel through her hair, squeezing out the excess water.
I could feel the fire rising in my brother and he took a step back from the bed. He caught the edge of his long white and gold tunic and yanked it off over his head. He tossed it with one hand and it fluttered to the floor in a fall of silk.
He was completely naked underneath, the candles making his light copper skin glow. He glittered, just a little across his high chest muscles and golden abs. It set off his pale curtain of hair and dark red eyes.
I was probably just as proud of his physique as I was my own. When I looked to the bed, eager to see her reaction, I was dismayed to see her eyes wide and her lips parted.
She looked afraid, or at least startled. She was looking right at his cock.
I looked at my brother then back at her. She was definitely having some kind of negative reaction.
Hell.
“What’s the matter, Ashley?” I made my voice low and soft, unthreatening. This was fear, more so even than when we’d stretched her body over Ghislan’s lap, taunting her with pain and pleasure.
She looked up at me sharply, as if she had just remembered I was there.
“I—I’ve never seen a—”
“You’ve never seen a cock?” Ghislan spluttered in disbelief. She grinned.
“I’ve seen a cock. I’ve never seen…”
Suddenly it all made sense to me.
Xael are equipped with fine cocks, no matter which species you wanted to compare us to. We were all endowed with length and girth and no Xael had ever complained about not being hard enough.
We were also gifted with a small nest of tentacles around the member itself. These appendages were just as individual as the man.
Ghislan had a fine nest of small tentacles about the thickness of Ashley’s little fingers. Some were a little longer, some shorter. All of them were waving eagerly at the increased blood flow to his groin.
Stares went around between the three of us. She shivered and gripped her upper arms, almost covering herself. I felt the situation might be turning away from us so I did the only thing I could.
I tore my clothes off, too.
Ghislan only had his royal tunic to worry about. I had a leather tunic, tight trousers, military boots. I worked on it as quickly as I could, throwing my clothes to the floor and putting my hands on my hips to thrust my own cock out.
Ghislan was the lightest copper, dusted with gold all over his body. My skin was far darker, leaning to bronze and had a sheen that was not as bright as my brother’s. My cock and tentacles thrust their way out of a nest of dark hair that was very noticeable compared to Ghislan’s pale strands.
She looked between us both. My tentacles were a bit thicker than Ghislan’s and some were far longer. They looked like sea creatures stirring in the waves as they tried to get to Ashley.
“Would you like to touch?” My voice came out softer than I intended it to. I really did not want to startle her. I couldn’t think of anything better to do than ask her to explore our bodies and see that she had nothing to fear.
She nodded hesitantly and I laid down carefully beside her. Ghislan positioned himself on her other side and she turned towards me, reaching out a hand.
It was the hardest moment of my life. I have piloted fighter ships in the frontlines of the enemy.
I have repaired rips in the hull by clinging to the edge of the warship in deep space.
I’ve stood before screaming alien hordes with only a spear in my hand.
Staying still while her gentle fingers touched my tentacles was the most difficult thing I have ever done. The slow movements of her hand were like torture, but no way did I want her to stop.
I laid down on my back and put my hands behind my head, desperate not to frighten her. She was examining
my body with great curiosity, a look of wonder on her face as she stroked the tentacles.
She carefully did not touch my cock, but she couldn’t know the little snakes were just as sensitive as the big one.
The appendages flattened themselves out so when she stroked them her little fingers covered a greater area. When she tried to draw her hand away, they all reached out and wrapped around her fingers, tugging her hand back into the warm nest of them where they stroked her.
She giggled, watching them and enjoying the tickling.
“Do you control them?” She looked up into my face with a sense of awe.
I was finding it difficult to think, let alone speak. No one had ever touched me like this before.
“I can.” My voice came out strangled and strained. “I usually don’t.”
She kept playing with them and I realized the little tentacles were trying to draw her hand to my cock. Clever little things.
Ghislan sat up behind her, looking over her shoulder.
“My lady.” He put a hand on her hip firmly. “Play with my brother all you like, but I’m going to lick your pussy.”
She looked shocked at first at his plain words. Ghislan was eyeing her with a challenging stare and his tone brooked no argument.
She could argue. And she knew exactly where that would get her.
She swallowed past a huge lump in her throat as she nodded to him.
He grinned, eyes lighting up in an almost maniacal way. He slipped down the bed and I heard a cry burst from his throat as his tongue dove into her.
She took her hand away from my cock to roll on to her back. Her eyes closed tightly; her mouth opened wide. As Ghislan wrapped his hands around her hips and mouthed at her clit she started moaning with drawn out noises that sounded almost like pain.
I moved closer to her, disappointed that she had been distracted by my brother’s tongue. I wriggled up the bed a little, trying to get her hand near my body again. The little tentacles reached out, all of them straining towards her scent. Some of them touched her hand as they tried to get her attention.
“Do you like what he’s doing, my lady?” I whispered and her eyes flew open, cheeks pinking.
I took her breast in my hand, rolling and pinching the tight nipple. She gasped, eyes barely focusing on my face before I pulled at the sensitive flesh again.
“Do you like what I’m doing, what I’m going to do to you?”
Suddenly a long yell ripped out of her throat and my brother moaned. Her hips thrashed up and down and I felt the sudden wash of heat as she came all over my brother’s face.
We had never been competitive.
Not once in our entire lives. But when I saw him joyously eating her cum as it poured from her cunt, I felt my first stab of dissent. I wasn’t jealous, not exactly. I just wanted some cum for myself.
Even though he was moaning in delirium, his mouth wrapped around the sweet pulsing lips, I gave him a hard shove. He slid off the bed with a look of surprise on his face as I got between her legs and put my own lips to that delicious fount.
She moaned again, loud and long. She let her head fall back as she pressed her hips towards me and I felt the inner lips pulsing. I nipped and sucked at her clit, teasing her until she shuddered and then she was coming again.
My moans were muffled in her pussy as I ate up all the sweet juice, trying to get my tongue everywhere at once.
She was a mess of lust writhing under me. My cock felt like it was going to explode, and it had barely been touched. I raised my head to take a breath and saw Ghislan lying by her face with his cock pressed against her cheek. All his little tentacles were stroking her skin gently.
He wasn’t offended. Neither one of us was jealous.
He was clearly going to pleasure himself with her mouth next.
There were more orgasms to come for all of us and Ghislan understood, I just couldn’t wait a second longer for that pussy.
Ashley
I certainly did not come here with the intent to fuck.
Or get fucked.
Or whatever this was.
I knew what I promised. I just thought that now my kids were safe I’d be able to get out of this somehow.
Make a new deal.
The bath really threw me. It had been so long since I had one.
The last thing I expected was for them to wait on me like medieval attendants. Maybe ancient Rome?
Scented oils for my skin, a full foot massage and I didn’t even have to wash my own hair. There was no way I was going to turn down a bath. When they came in with me, I thought, I can’t exactly kick them out. It was their bathroom. Or maybe Ghislan’s. I truly had no clue.
By the time we got to the bed I was feeling lazy and compliant. The warm water and gentle flickering candles had done a number on me.
Then I saw Ghislan’s cock.
The golden glitter of his skin intrigued me. I wanted to know if it was soft or rough. I loved how the light chased across him, making golden points that winked like stars.
But shit man. Tentacles, I shit you not. Fucking tentacles!
They didn’t have suckers on them like an octopus. They were just silky little things with pointed tips. The slow, wavy motions definitely suggested some kind of sea creature, but maybe that was because I had nothing else to associate them with.
I enjoyed playing with them the more I did it. The open, unashamed way they let me explore their bodies was quite enchanting, too.
When Ghislan said he was going to eat my pussy, I was frozen. I had never expected anyone to speak so plainly before. A human man certainly wouldn’t.
But Ghislan and Sadhbah had no hang ups, no social conditioning as we knew it. I was learning their customs more than they were learning mine.
Ghislan was so talented with his tongue I came within minutes. I was a little startled that Sadhbah shoved his brother to the floor, but his tongue was on my clit so fast all I could do was moan. I gave myself up to it, letting my body thrash under their strength.
I felt Ghislan’s tentacles brushing up against me and I turned towards him, opening my mouth. He thrust his hips forward eagerly and slid his cock between my lips.
I couldn’t fit much of it in, but he didn’t seem to mind. I moved back and forth, trying to pleasure the little tentacles with my tongue. He cried out and it strangled in his throat as my lips caressed the little waves.
Sadhbah sat up between my thighs, looking over me with fierce possession. I had never felt so special, so adored.
They were tough guys, rippling with muscle and threatening as fuck. But here they were treating me with extreme tenderness. It touched me.
Ghislan moved back a little and Sadhbah nodded to him. There seemed to be a communication going on here that I wasn’t privy to, but I could almost hear it. As if I didn’t need much time to tune into it.
Any second now, I would understand the subtle vibrations of their thoughts.
It could be about to freak me out, but I spoke to myself sternly. If you aren’t going to get wigged out by cock tentacles, a bit of mental noise shouldn’t be a problem.
“Ashley.” Sadhbah perched on the edge of the bed, speaking with a quiet urgency. “We have made every effort to treat you gently. You’ve been very good. You are enjoying yourself?”
I sat up, nodding. So far it was a little awkward, but I wasn’t scared.
“Then we must begin.” His smile was sharp.
Alright. Now I was scared.
Begin?
Again, the plain speech shocked me to the core.
For a moment all my bullshit social conditioning crowded into my mind and anxiety rose in my throat.
Begin what?
I suddenly realized that they would both want to fuck me at once. It didn’t look like I would get much of say from here on out.
Especially since I just said I was enjoying myself.
I was the one rolling around with two massive aliens and sucking on their waving alien bits. Compared to
that, having someone plainly tell me to submit to double penetration seemed downright civilized.
I still couldn’t say the words. Dear God, saying it out loud was too much.
I was a primary school teacher, for fucks sakes!
Sadhbah tugged my arms towards him and I cried out at the suddenness of it. His face was focused, eyes wide with dilated pupils. I fell against his chest, and with an ease that only displayed his massive strength, he lifted me, turned me until I straddled him.
“So good,” he murmured. “So wet.”
I blushed at his words. I wasn’t some kind of pet, here to do tricks for him.
But then he lay back, pushing with his legs until we were at the middle of the bed. Gripping my hips, he slid me back and forth over that enormous cock, grinding against my clit until I shuddered in his hands.
“Please,” I begged as the wave of orgasm started to build, and the hungry, empty feeling between my legs grew more frantic.
“Of course,” Sadhbah answered, and from behind me Ghislan wrapped his hands around my waist, lifting me to hover above Sadhbah’s straining hardness.
Helpless in his grasp, I glanced down at the huge length of it, the nest of tentacles writhing, almost reaching for me.
“Oh…” I gasped, and then slowly, implacably, Ghislan impaled me on Sadhbah’s shaft. White sparks flashed across my vision as I was unbelievably stretched, unbelievably full.
“More,” demanded Sadhbah, and with his fingers pressed into my hips, he pulled me down harder, faster.
I heard my own yell ringing off the walls as his hard cock parted my soft inner folds. I screamed every inch of the way, using my grip on his shoulders to try and control the pace. He was too strong, especially once he changed his grip to my waist and started thrusting upwards, determined to find the end of me.
While I was lying across his lap with no space left between us, I felt Ghislan behind me. He braced himself on my shoulder, rubbing at my ass. His fingers reached the point where my body joined his brother’s and his fingers delved into the folds that were parted by the throbbing cock.
