by Rachel Clark
Hell, he couldn’t believe how much this was turning her on.
And then she swallowed, and his whole world exploded. Holy fuck!
She moaned in pleasure as his cum pumped into her mouth, her slender throat moving as she swallowed his seed. His knees shook violently as she suckled him, drawing the last of his cum into her mouth and moaning in delight.
Finally, she released him, licked her lips, and smiled up at his face.
“A man could get used to that,” Karriak said on a shaky breath. “Take your clothes off, beautiful. I think it’s about time I returned the favor.”
She grinned happily as he helped her to stand, and then they both set about removing her clothing as quickly as humanly possible. She still had her jumpsuit around her ankles when he lifted her onto the bench, trapping her exactly where he wanted her.
* * * *
Amanda’s heart began to race as Karriak moved closer and forced her thighs as wide as they would go. The material wrapped around her legs pinned her in place more effectively than any rope. The glint in his eyes was lethal, her pink parts throbbing painfully in anticipation as he grinned at her and then lowered his mouth to her pussy.
But this was no gentle exploration. This time he pried her pussy lips apart with his thumbs and feasted on her like a man starved. Holy cow, his tongue and fingers seemed to be everywhere at once. She didn’t even notice Sektannen come into the room until he covered her mouth and started kissing her with the same urgent intensity.
Orgasm crashed over her, her pussy throbbing, her ass squeezing around the plug, violently throwing her into another climax. Every muscle shivered and pulsed as never-ending waves of pleasure stole over her. She whimpered as a deep, dark heat flowed through her veins, the incredible melting sensation taking her mind with it.
Karriak somehow managed to keep licking her pussy despite her thrashing, his slow, languid movements finally bringing her down from the heavens and putting her back in the body that quivered from their attentions.
Oh, wow. What these men could do to her…
“Roll her over,” Sektannen said to Karriak even though he was staring into her eyes. His gaze was intense, his darkening blue eyes clearly showing his arousal. Between them they managed to roll her onto her stomach, the material on her jumpsuit still trapping her feet, her legs dangling off the edge of the bench as her ass pointed into the air.
Her anal muscles squeezed around the plug as one of them tapped on it lightly.
“Relax, sweetheart,” Karriak said as he moved to her side and pressed a kiss to her nose. “Sektannen is going to fuck your ass.” She moaned, and he grinned widely. “Is that okay with you?”
She started to answer, but Sektannen chose that moment to pull the plug partway from her ass and she moaned instead.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said with a soft laugh.
Sektannen played with the plug for a while, pulling it out, sliding it back in, fucking her with the toy as Karriak watched her face. Amanda gasped when he finally pulled it all the way out and replaced it with his cock. Karriak watched her closely, and then glanced at his brother and nodded. Obviously, they still thought the same way, both of them making certain that she was enjoying this and not moaning in pain.
Amanda smiled at Karriak and wondered how she’d gotten so lucky to meet two such amazing men. A small pang of disappointment made her heart ache, the knowledge that she wouldn’t be able to get to know them better pulsing through her. At that moment she was very tempted to stay longer. Essentially, she had the “time,” but the longer she stayed the harder it would be to leave them behind.
She had a life to get back to, friends, a career, a future…or did she?
For the first time that she could remember Amanda considered what her life might be like if she didn’t follow the career path she’d chosen so long ago. For the first time in her life she wanted more.
But the cock that slowly slid into her ass derailed every thought, and all she could do was feel. Karriak caressed her face, her shoulders, her spine, as his brother pushed his full length into her back passage. She gasped at the strange feeling, the sensation not exactly comfortable, yet not really painful, either. Sektannen held still, letting her adjust, giving her a moment to relax into the experience.
And then very carefully he began to move.
Amanda gasped as sudden arousal flooded her senses. Every nerve ending buzzed with excitement, every muscle shook with need, every cell danced in anticipation.
“Fuck,” Sektannen whispered as he started to move into her body more quickly. Karriak held her down, pressing her against the hard bench, stopping her from wriggling side to side the way her body was demanding. Heavens, even without her clit rubbing against the smooth surface her climax kept growing closer. Her anal muscles clenched and released, gripping him hard as he moved in and out, his fingers trembling against her hips as he tried to control his own need.
“Please,” she begged him as she shook all over. She saw Karriak nod to his brother, and then the world exploded once more. This time Sektannen pressed her clit to the bench, using a hand on her spine and the cock in her ass to rub the swollen bundle of nerves against the hard surface. She screamed, her keening cry filling the cavernous room with sound.
She barely had a moment to breathe before her world tilted again. Sektannen eased his cock from her ass and wrapped his arms around her waist and chest, pinning her against him as he lifted her off the bench. Amanda could only watch as Karriak quickly lifted onto the hard surface and lay down on his back. He held his arms open and Sektannen carefully lifted her over him, so that she straddled his hips, her pussy pressed against the head of his cock. Karriak moved slightly, lifting his cock up, filling her aching pussy even as Sektannen pressed her forward.
She shivered all over when she realized what they had planned.
“Shhh, it’s okay, beautiful,” Sektannen said with a soft kiss to her spine. “We’ll take it slowly.”
She nodded, smiling at Karriak as he caressed her spine, his cock nestled deep inside her pussy. The first touch of Sektannen’s cock against her anus had her moaning, but it was the slow push into her ass, the feeling of being full, of being one with these men that sent her arousal sky high.
Sektannen pushed to the hilt, held still a moment, and then pulled away. Karriak held her trapped, his cock throbbing inside her as his brother started to fuck her ass again. Slowly, Sektannen built the rhythm, easing into her ass again and again as Karriak kissed her lips, his tongue exploring her mouth, sliding past her teeth, mimicking the rhythm his brother created.
And then, without warning, both men moaned, her body throbbing around them, her climax building, growing stronger, her blood pumping faster, every muscle pulling tighter. Higher and higher they pushed her, both men moving, the awkward rhythm somehow perfect, the sensations absolutely overwhelming.
Karriak moaned, his hips and thighs jolting as he filled her with his seed, his cock throbbing as he lifted up and kissed her savagely.
“Can’t wait,” Sektannen said in a desperate voice. “Hold her.” Karriak wrapped his arms around her, cradling her against his body as Sektannen started to fuck her ass furiously. She gasped, unable to breathe as another more powerful orgasm ripped through her. Karriak groaned, holding her harder to him as Sektannen grunted, his cum scalding her as his cock throbbed in her ass, his thrusts growing harder and faster as her muscles continued to squeeze around him.
Finally, he stilled, pushed to the hilt inside her, breathing hard as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her spine.
“Are you okay, beautiful?” he asked in a breathless voice as both men surrounded her with their warmth without actually suffocating her.
“Perfect,” she said with a happy sigh.
“That you are, sweetheart,” Karriak said. “That you are.”
Chapter Seven
Sektannen could barely get his legs moving. Thankfully, Karriak noticed his predicament and lifted Amand
a into his arms to carry her to the bathroom. Sektannen followed on unsteady feet.
“Were you able to get the diagnostics finished?” Karriak asked as he placed Amanda in what he supposed humans would call a shower recess. He laid her on the bench in the middle and set the cleansing lasers to work.
“That was actually why I came looking for you,” he said as he watched the expression on Amanda’s face. Apparently this shower wasn’t anything like what humans used in the twenty-first century. When the cycle was finished, Karriak helped her to her feet and then stood back to let Sektannen take his turn.
As he lay down on the bench and the cleansing cycle started he tried to explain what he’d found in the diagnostics.
“To’huto’s navigational settings for this planet seem to have been corrupted. Instead of being parked over the area where Ardi was found we’re nearly half a world away.”
“Well, that explains why we can’t find our missing missing link,” Karriak said with a smile as he cuddled their sleepy woman close. “Any idea where we actually are?”
“Over a place that was known as Area 51 in Amanda’s time.”
“Nevada?” Karriak asked with a soft laugh.
“Well, it kind of makes sense,” Amanda said quietly. “I was about to land at the Air Force Space Flight Test Center when I encountered the rift.”
“Hell, that makes you one very lucky lady,” Karriak said, pulling their woman closer. “If you’d come through that rift and we’d been over the area where we should have been—you’d know it as Ethiopia—then you would have been stranded on your own planet nearly four and a half million years before you were born.”
“Actually,” Sektannen said as the cleansing cycle finished and he climbed off the bench, “I’m not so certain it was an accident.”
“How so?” Amanda asked, looking perhaps just a little bit disturbed.
Sektannen glanced at his brother, wishing they’d had a chance to discuss what he’d found and the possible reasons behind it before trying to explain it all to Amanda. “I found evidence to suggest that the computer may have actually created the rift.”
“Without our instructions?” Karriak asked incredulously.
Sektannen shrugged. “It seems that way.”
“So the computer is what? Making decisions on its own?” Amanda asked, looking a little bit frightened. It was understandable considering the entertainment available in the time she’d lived. If he remembered correctly, movies with computers running amok had been quite common in the twentieth and twenty-first centuries on Earth.
“It’s an artificial intelligence,” Sektannen said, trying to reassure their woman despite the information he’d found. “It’s not capable of making a decision like that. We just need to find the reason for it.”
“So where do we start?” Amanda asked brightly. He suspected that she was trying to believe what he’d told her, even if the evidence suggested otherwise. “Can you ask To’huto?”
“Not without bringing him online, and until I know why it did what it did I don’t really want the computer running the ship.”
“Can you isolate it? Sort of take it off the network?”
“Not with the equipment we have,” Karriak said with a shake of his head. “I’ve already gone looking for the backup units—they’re sort of a portable casing for a computer program like To’huto’s—but it would appear that they’re not on the ship. They were on the manifesto, but don’t seem to have been loaded. Essentially, we would need to travel back to our own time to get the right hardware to start To’huto offline, but to do that we need to bring To’huto online first and give it back control of the ship.”
“I might have an idea,” Amanda said, twisting her lips into a cute sort of half smile. She glanced at her nakedness. “But first…can I borrow some clothes?”
* * * *
Amanda needed to lean into the cockpit of her vessel to reach her laptop computer. The trouble was that only after several minutes of intense negotiations the men had finally offered her a shirt to cover her body—a shirt that barely reached the top of her thighs when she was stranding straight up. Bending over was going to put everything on display.
Both men smirked at her predicament, but neither offered to help.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Karriak said with a soft laugh. “We promise not to look…much.”
She giggled at his lascivious grin and decided that she was probably being silly. She hadn’t squirmed in embarrassment when they’d had her spread over the bench earlier. She wasn’t surprised to feel warm hands caress her ass and moaned as they both pressed sucking kisses to her cheeks. She gasped at the slight sting of pain, giggling again when she realized that they’d both left love bites on her ass.
“Now it’s perfect,” Karriak said as he helped her to stand.
“How so?” she asked, rubbing over the soft stings, pretending to be aggrieved but secretly pleased by their possessive behavior.
“Now you’re ours,” Sektannen said with a wide grin, “forever.”
She laughed again, but a small part of her wondered if she’d somehow stumbled into a marriage contract with aliens. She could almost hear her mother’s horrified questions—“You let two men kiss your ass? And now you’re married?”
But being theirs forever suddenly seemed like a terrific idea.
“Come on, sweet cheeks,” Karriak said, landing a playful slap on her bottom, “let’s get this done.”
The unintentional reminder of the men she’d worked with in the year 2018 was like a bucket of cold water dumped over her head. She’d worked so hard to be the best at everything she’d ever done. Was she really willing to give it all up to stay with these two men? Men she barely knew?
She glanced up at Sektannen and finally realized she was looking up. “Did you guys get taller?”
“Just a little,” Karriak said with a grin, “but with the lower oxygen levels it should slow down our next telkobar.”
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Chapter Eight
“Whoa, time out,” she said, putting her laptop safely onto the bench before she dropped the damn thing. “Next telkobar? As in that thing you did before when one giant became two large men?”
“Yes,” Sektannen said, glaring just a little at his brother. Apparently it was something they hadn’t planned on discussing with her. Considering she was currently sleeping with both of them, she might have appreciated a heads-up.
“How many times?”
“For telkobar?”
She nodded, trying not to panic. Two times two is four. Four times two is eight. Eight times two…does not bear thinking about!
“Only once more,” Sektannen said, lifting his wrist to show her the arrow-type tattoo she’d noticed earlier. “Like a compass, one arrow for each brother.”
“So there’ll only be four of you?” she asked, trying not to think about the compass she had on the wall at home that had not only north, south, east, and west, but also northwest, north-northwest…
“Only four,” Karriak said with a reassuring smile.
“What will the other two do when they arrive?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not sure exactly what I mean. I just…well, I’m sleeping with you two. Won’t that be a little embarrassing for them?” Inside her head she kind of knew that her logic was flawed, but she couldn’t quite grasp the concept of four men all looking, sounding, and thinking like the two she was considering giving up her career to stay with.
“Breathe, beautiful,” Sektannen said as he wrapped his arms around her. “We retain the memories. You already know that.” He took a deep breath and ran his fingers through her hair. “Essentially, you are already sleeping with four men. We just happen to only be in two bodies at the moment.”
“So when you next go through telkobar…” She left the thought unsaid, but both men smiled in answer.
Holy fuck!
* * * *
Karriak could see that their woman was having t
rouble processing all that their final telkobar meant for her. Thankfully, with the oxygen levels much lower, but still comfortable enough for humans, their next split should be several months away. Amanda would have a good long while to get used to the idea.
He picked up the computer that she had retrieved from her vessel and tried to figure out how to turn it on. At first he’d thought it was a data tablet similar to the ones he and Sektannen used online, but on closer inspection it seemed somehow split down the middle—rather ironic considering the current subject matter.
“How does this work?” he asked Amanda.
“Oh, sorry,” she said as she moved out of Sektannen’s embrace. Karriak handed her the computer and watched as she set it on the bench, and opened it up. She pressed a button and he waited, fascinated as the computer seemed to take forever before turning on. “I doubt this is compatible with To’huto the way it is, but if we could somehow transfer the executable file onto a backup disc and then link it to my laptop in a physical way, it will at least give us a chance to communicate with To’h without unleashing him onto your network.”
Sektannen and Karriak both smiled. It was a similar sort of thing that they would have done if they’d brought the right equipment with them. Karriak made a mental note to double-check the inclusion of something similar in their next mission. How they hadn’t been loaded with everything else was still a mystery—one he intended to investigate when they got home. In the meanwhile, however, opening To’huto’s program on Amanda’s computer just might work.
“Okay,” he said, turning toward the main computer hub. “I’ll put a copy of To’huto onto a portable data block, and you two can try to figure out how to make a cable compatible between both.”
Sektannen laughed when he apparently realized Karriak was taking the easier task for himself, but didn’t object.
