by Sara Fields
He met my eyes.
He had known what it said all along.
I watched as the papers burned, the fire lighting quick, the folder burning to a bundle of ashes in a matter of seconds.
Aedan put his palm forward, waiting for me. I put the knife in his hand.
My mind raced. The gift with the knife. It was from Zaavyr. Nadia with the folder. The loose screws in the vents. A series of events like that was unlikely to be a coincidence.
I met each one of their eyes in turn.
Zaavyr. Aedan. Coltan. And then Jax.
Jax smiled gently, his eyes telling me everything.
They’d planned the whole thing. They’d known I would kill him.
“Is he dead?” Jax ventured, searching my gaze, recognizing my wet hair, my damp skin. I probably should have dried myself off more before I ran.
I paused before answering. I analyzed their gazes, saw their hope, not anger or judgement as I had expected.
“Yes.”
“Good fucking riddance to that asshole,” Aedan replied, and I breathed a soft sigh of relief.
They had trusted me, sent me on a mission unawares.
“Great job, little rebel,” Coltan said with a grin.
“We knew you could take him,” Zaavyr added.
“I’m so fucking proud of you,” Aedan said quietly, his tone emotional.
“Let’s get her back to our apartment. We need to stay quiet until this blows over. She might be implicated, but we’ll have to wait and see what happens next,” Jax said, ushering us forward.
Still in Zaavyr’s arms, I didn’t fight and just allowed them to take me.
Chapter Thirteen
Kira
My Vakarrans rushed to their apartment and the moment they passed the threshold, we all breathed a sigh in relief. I held onto Zaavyr tightly as we entered the bedroom and he deposited me on the bed.
All four of them stared at me, hungry, needy, wanting.
I wanted them too. I wouldn’t deny it now.
Needed their touch to chase away the feeling of Strohass’ grubby fingers on my body.
I looked up at them and panted, feeling my body come to life, heating with desire, with my need for them to claim me as theirs once more.
“I need you all to fuck me,” I whispered and every single one of them grinned with excitement.
Even those these men were Vakarrans, they were different, and I loved them for it. Most important, they were mine.
The jingle of their belts sounded like music to my ears. Clothes rained down on the floor all around me. Shirts, pants, everything until all four of them were at once as naked as me. Four hard cocks waited for me, huge and throbbing with desire for me, for their human possession.
This time, I wanted them to conquer me, once and for all.
Zaavyr leaned over me, devouring me at once in a kiss so all-consuming that I lost myself completely. He lifted me back up and I straddled my legs around his waist. I kissed him back just as hungrily while Coltan moved behind me. I didn’t fight, I didn’t struggle. I just let them take me.
Before long, I felt the heads of their cocks press against my tight holes. I was so wet and ready that my juices were enough to allow them entrance. With both pressing into me at the same time, I whined as my body struggled to accommodate them, but that didn’t stop them, and I loved them for it.
Pain.
Pleasure.
I wanted it all.
Coltan kissed one side of my neck and I melted. I reached to either side and pulled Aedan and Jax into our five-person embrace. I kissed one and then the other, breathing in their smoky masculine scent.
I fucking wanted every last one of them.
With two cocks inside me, still, I felt greedy. I wanted more.
I dragged my hands down Jax’s and Aedan’s chests, down to their waists and they were happy to oblige me and guide me toward what I really wanted.
Once their cocks were in my hands, I felt complete. I rubbed my palms up and down their shafts slowly, rubbing the pre-cum that dribbled out of the heads all around. I moaned.
God, yes.
Coltan’s and Zaavyr’s hips shifted back and forth and I felt every muscle in my body clench with ecstasy. They began to move faster and pound me harder, mastering me in every way with their cocks and I loved it.
More.
Harder.
I begged. I pleaded.
We were all so wet. I could feel both Aedan’s and Jax’s dicks throbbing in my hands.
My body burned, feverish. My blood felt like it was going to boil straight out of my skin. Desire and passion bubbled to the surface, faster than ever and I screamed with it. I begged for more. Higher and higher I rose, my pleasure rising so quickly that I felt like I was going to come at any moment. My core throbbed, the knot in my belly growing as I clenched the cocks inside me.
I could feel them growing inside me, longer and wider, stretching me more than ever before. I had thought I couldn’t feel any more full, but I had been wrong.
Zaavyr dropped one hand to my hip and quickly moved his thumb over top of my clit. The moment he circled it, pressed down on my greedy little bud, I shattered into a million little pieces.
Pleasure like never before cut through me, once and then again as I moaned between my four men. I felt them tremble just a little and then felt their cum coat my body, both inside and out. I fucking loved it.
I’d never felt so taken care of, so loved, so protected.
They had ensured my safety, given me a way to fight back. They had trusted me and respected me as an equal, as a member of their combat unit.
And we’d been victorious, together.
The four of them moved closer to me, pressing their foreheads against my body.
“You’re ours, Kira. You’ll forever be ours. We love you. Never forget that,” all four of them echoed inside my head at the same.
“I love all of you, Masters,” I whispered in return.
And I meant every word.
In all the darkness, I had found my light and I would hold onto that for the rest of my life. They’d conquered me, and I’d conquered them.
I was theirs and they were mine.
Forever.
Epilogue
Kira
Strohass’ body had been found not long after I killed him by a human female maidservant, who cleaned his apartment weekly. A few days after the body was found, I was brought in for questioning, as my DNA had been found at the scene.
Zaavyr had been prepared for this though and he, Jax, Aedan, and Coltan had coached me on what to say and how to say it. In the end, Zaavyr had taken me in and sat by my side as a special detective of the Vakarran Police Division asked me of my whereabouts that day, as well as what had occurred between Strohass and me.
I was vague, demure, and submissive. I told them that I had given myself to Strohass as he demanded, then he had told me to shower and leave, that he didn’t want me anymore now that he had me. The detective nodded and asked Zaavyr if I was telling the truth and if I was a well-behaved human. Zaavyr said I was, but I saw a tiny hint of a smirk there.
After that, we had been dismissed and things had quieted down. Zaavyr kept tabs on the investigation from his position as first battalion leader, but since the murder weapon had never been found, the case went unsolved. All ensuing evidence, including my DNA as well as the DNA from another dozen or so human females, was circumstantial. Apparently, the man was known to trade around women with his friends, so much so that it boggled the police in charge of the investigation. The murder wasn’t able to be tied to a single one of us.
That news pleased me.
It meant I was safe and that I could stay with my four men.
One day, weeks later, I lay snuggled in Coltan’s arms as Jax, Zaavyr, and Aedan sat in the sitting room with us. They were drinking some old whiskey and had poured me a small glass. I wasn’t allowed to drink with them often, and I enjoyed each and every sip. My skin felt all
tingly and warm.
Jax ran his fingers up and down my thigh and I purred with pleasure.
“Kira,” he began.
“Yes?” I replied, raising my eyes to meet his. With the four of them in their apartment, the rules were much more relaxed. I was allowed to talk as I pleased and was free to do whatever I wished, within reason of course. Only when we went out in public together, like to the cafeteria or around the space station to the common areas, was I required to follow protocol and act as a properly trained human.
It was kind of nice.
“You know that you’re our property now. That’ll the four of us will never let you escape our rule over you, correct?” Jax continued.
“I know. You’ve made that abundantly clear,” I replied. Even now, I was sitting on a sore, achy bottom for wandering off on my own. Yesterday, I’d been looking for possible escape routes and they had found out about it. As my punishment, I’d been whipped with Aedan’s belt and I wasn’t allowed to orgasm for an entire day. I shifted, feeling the larger than usual butt plug shoved deep in my ass. Even though it had been inside me for a few hours, it still hurt a little when I moved, a constant reminder of their mastery over my body.
Cruel and unusual punishment really. My clit throbbed with loneliness. My arousal was slick between my thighs.
I hoped they would let me come soon.
I’d known that they would catch me. I had actually looked forward to it.
“We understand you miss your sisters and that you are concerned for their safety,” Zaavyr added.
I nodded. They had my interest now.
“I am. I’d very much like to see how they’re doing,” I ventured carefully. Although I trusted them with me, I wasn’t sure how they would approach my sisters. I knew that they were keeping the existence of my band of human survivors a secret and that they hadn’t alerted anyone else to their presence. Even Raythe, Nadia’s owner, had kept it a secret as well.
“The men and I have decided to allow you to monitor them from afar, although only periodically as to not raise any suspicion. Zaavyr will sit with you when we allow this, in order to make it appear as routine as much as possible,” Coltan said and his breath tickled the back of my ear. He reached around and played with my nipples and I moaned softly in response.
“You’d really let me do that?” I asked with disbelief.
Zaavyr nodded.
“If you knew your sisters were safe, could you accept your life here? Stay with us and be our woman? For the rest of your life?” Aedan pressed, his tone hopeful.
I was quiet for a moment. Thinking. Processing.
The four men had changed my perceptions on Vakarrans altogether. Once, I had thought every last one of them was evil, my enemy, better off dead than alive, but now I knew better. There were good and bad Vakarrans, just like any other species. Now I knew they were capable of sweetness, gentleness, and most important, of love. At least, my four men were.
I let my hands drift from my neck and down my torso, to settle on the small bulge of my belly. I smiled softly. I was pregnant. I was going to have my captors’ baby. A son. To love and to hold. I had a future here with them.
My focus had changed.
I’d once been a warrior, my only goal to destroy the aliens that had conquered my planet. I’d been captured, afraid and trained as a human slave, but even through all that, I had gained four lovers and friends. Now, with my son growing in my womb, I had a life with them. A future and I didn’t want to risk that.
My sisters were strong. They were smart. And as long as they were safe, I could live my life in peace. I’d protect them from a safe distance.
“Yes. If you would allow me to watch over my sisters with your help, I would love that. I would stay with you. I’d be happy with the four of you, and our son,” I replied, and I meant it with every fiber of my being.
“We love you, Kira,” Coltan whispered and I smiled happily, content on his lap.
“I love you too,” I replied softly, meaning every word.
Zaavyr extended a hand toward me and I took it. He hauled me up and I giggled, unable to keep my glee contained.
He brought me into his office and powered on his screen by pressing a button on top of his desk. A dim light came on and within moments, a massive holographic screen appeared before my eyes. He typed in a few commands and before I knew it, I could watch as he zeroed in on the place I had once called home, my forest.
“Their last known location was here, I believe. Do you know if they had moved from this place recently?” he asked, pointing to the spot where we used to have our own camp.
My eyes searched the screen, getting my bearings as to where everything was. The river was to the north, the mountains to the east, Atlanta to the west.
“There,” I pointed, finding the cliffs where the cave system Alaina had found began.
I trusted him. The four of them had kept them safe this long.
Zaavyr typed in a few more commands and the screen darkened just a hair.
“I’ve hacked into the system with a specific code I wrote. We can enter and monitor the area for a short time and the code will erase our every move. It’s only safe for about an hour though, so we have to move quickly and remember the location for next time,” he replied.
Special cameras hovered over the area and Zaavyr had taken control over one of them. Silent and undetectable, the drone flew through the air.
“They won’t see this,” he explained, “It’s got a camouflaged barrier similar to our skin that hides it from human eyes.”
I nodded.
The drone slowed once it approached the human encampment. They were outside the cave entrance, a bonfire at their center. They were cooking their dinner, from what I gathered. All three of them sat together, safe and sound.
I reached for the screen.
I missed them.
Zaavyr wrapped his arms around me, his palms settling over my belly, over our son. I sat back against him and breathed a sigh of relief.
“They’re still free,” I murmured quietly.
“We’ll do whatever we need to do to keep them safe, Kira. You mean the world to my men and me and your happiness is paramount. We love you,” he said softly.
“I love you too, my Vakarrans,” I replied.
“Even if that means reminding you of our mastery over your body from time to time,” he whispered, and I shivered in response.
“Remember what I told you that you needed to do in order to come once again?”
“Yes, sir,” I purred as his hand drifted across my thigh and up and down my slit.
I turned my head and kissed his neck. My entire body quivered with anticipation.
“Whose turn was it to punish me?”
“Mine,” he whispered. My pussy pulsed.
I shifted in his lap, turning to face him. I took a deep breath. Him fully clothed. Me entirely naked. His palm drifted over top of my clit.
“Can’t you just forget the punishment and take me to bed already,” I begged.
He shook his head. I knew he wouldn’t budge, but I also saw the glimmer of pleasure in his eyes at hearing me plead for mercy. I took a deep breath.
“Master?”
“Yes, Kira?”
“Would you please take me in the other room and spank me in front of the others?” I whispered, my muscles clenching in arousal.
“And what should I do after I punish you, my naughty little rebel?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, a corner of his lip rising in a smirk.
“Then, I want you all to fuck me, Master. Pretty please,” I said breathlessly, my heart beginning to pound in my chest.
He chuckled, then turned off his computer system and brought me back into the sitting room where Jax, Aedan, and Coltan were all waiting. Quickly, he sat down and gently placed me on his lap, bottom up. He spread his thighs, careful to not put any pressure on my belly.
His palm patted my ass gently.
“Hmmm. Still a little pink from
the belt yesterday, men,” he said loudly. I blushed with shame and obvious desire.
I was about to get spanked.
Naked and waiting, I lifted my ass, wanting it.
Coltan moved in front of me and took my hands. Aedan moved behind me and held my ankles. Jax placed his hand on my lower back and pressed me down.
“Bad girl. You need to be punished. This time, I’ll be the one to do it,” Zaavyr said.
“Yes, Master.”
I was ready.
The End
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