Regon nodded. “Hastings is not a fan of us. But he’s trusted aliens who were raised and trained here. We can volunteer to fight for him when the time is right.”
Jal leaned his head on Moder’s strong shoulder. “Don’t try too hard, or he’ll get suspicious. We go too far in proving ourselves, and they’ll wonder what else we know. Relax. Enjoy Liz. Let’s just see what happens. Not stress about it.” He kissed Moder’s neck.
Moder leaned into Jal, but Jal pulled back. “Eat first.”
When they’d crashed, Moder had been the most injured, and Jal hadn’t known if his favorite would make it. Even with all of Liz’s care, Moder remained weaker than the rest of them. He was plagued by memories of the crash and nightmares.
Eating, Moder seemed to relax under Jal’s touch. They weren’t warriors anymore. They might become security or military fighters, but Moder needed extra attention. The future was blank, but Jal knew who he’d face it with.
“Think they’ll keep Liz from us?” Regon asked.
Sed shook his head. “Probably not, but I doubt we’ll get to move in with her.”
Regon went back to his pacing as Moder finished off his dinner. Jal put the empty dishes on the shared table and nudged Moder back on the bed. They tugged off each other’s shirts and leaned back on the wall.
“Don’t you want to wait for Liz?” Sed watched them.
“She wasn’t in the lab. Where is she?” Regon asked.
Jal nipped at Moder’s shoulder. “Liz was off for the holiday. She’s got to catch up on work and see people. Maybe she’s got a meeting? We’re not her entire universe.”
Moder pulled Jal in, and the kiss melted all the tension instantly. “We all survived being separated. She’s probably afraid we’ll be taken away again. We have each other, but if she lets herself get reattached to us and Hastings pulls another move…”
“She might shut down.” Jal nodded. “Give her time, guys. For all we know, Hastings might be asking her a million questions right now.”
“Don’t get Regon all wired up. They won’t hurt her. She has too many friends here. Meg or someone would make trouble.” Moder kissed Jal’s chin.
Jal nodded. “He’s right. The humans have rights; we have nothing. But it’s not hopeless. Meg is a friend. Her mates have helped us out. We can win the trust of some humans. If the Keelons would just go away, I think we could have a great life here.”
“We can’t control most of those things.” Regon walked over to Sed for some backup.
“Then stop worrying about it. I know it’s hard, fearless leader, but you can’t plan our way out of this. We don’t have the weapons to breakout or the information to give the humans everything they want. The smart thing is to sit tight and see what the Keelons want.”
When Regon finally stopped pacing, Jal let his hands roam down Moder’s chest. “He’s right. If we act like we know more than we do, Hastings focuses on us instead of the facts.”
Moder muffled a groan. “True. And then he’ll be wasting time and resources on us rather than a real potential solution.”
“What can the humans do against the Keelons? Meg’s weapon is only good for direct contact. There’s no way to take them on. And if we go into battle with the humans when they use that stuff, we’re screwed.” Regon folded his arms.
Sed pulled Regon down to his knees and pulled his face into Sed’s lap. “Shut up and lead us in something useful. Stress relief.”
Regon smiled and tugged Sed’s cock free. Jal reached in Moder’s pants and found his erection hard already.
Jal had never brought up his worst fear. The one comfort they always had was each other. If the humans wanted to punish them or hurt them worse, they could separate them. Moder might crack under that pressure, and Jal wasn’t sure he’d handle it much better.
* * * *
They’d been stalling her. All the interviews and security checks were a setup to keep her away from her guys. Liz never considered herself paranoid, but now, she had to face the reality that who she’d fallen in love with had changed her life.
It’d all seemed like a dream—four men and somehow it worked out. But Hastings’ obsession had ruined it all. As she walked into the lab, she stared at the pod that was her guys’ home for now. Liz needed to be with them.
Entering the pass code Meg had given her, Liz opened the door and heard muffled talking and clothes rustling. She walked in and grinned at four very aroused men.
“Started without me?” She pulled the door closed behind her and stepped out of her heels.
Moder stood and kissed her hungrily. His gentle touch and passion crumbled her attempts at being strong. She clung to his half-naked form and smiled when Jal tugged off Moder’s pants. Regon moved in and joined them in a three-way kiss that made her knees weak.
Sed had her skirt unzipped and at her ankles in seconds. His strong hands massaged her thighs and teased over her panties while Regon opened the buttons on her blouse. Moder’s crafty hands managed to unhook her bra under the top then he cupped her breasts like long lost treasures.
Liz moaned and stepped back. Sed wouldn’t be deterred and pulled her panties to the floor as Regon removed everything on her from the waist up. She stood there, naked, and admired her men. All of them had shed their remaining clothes while they’d undressed her.
Suddenly, it hit her. They were hers again. They had such beautiful, masculine forms, even with the scars that Moder and Jal still had. Their wounds had been so deep they were lucky to be alive. Their skin had adapted to the condition and eventually healed without infection, but the marks remained.
Liz ran gentle fingers over Moder’s scar. “I hope Hastings wasn’t too awful.”
Moder shook his head and leaned in to kiss her breasts. “Not now. We don’t want to talk about that.”
Jal possessed her mouth in a hard kiss that sparked her needs. Talking wasn’t necessary, but she wanted to know everything. Share everything with them. But her pussy throbbed for relief. Their earlier encounter had been so intense it felt like a dream.
She turned to Sed and let their tongues tangle. He knew how to take his time, and she loved that. Each man had talents that drove her crazy and preferences she could satisfy. Regon’s eager mouth sucked her nipple, and Moder feasted on the other one. But the moans she heard weren’t hers. Looking down, she saw Jal on his knees sucking Moder’s long cock.
Jal’s hand slid up her thigh and slowly parted her slick folds until he found her clit. Liz gasped and knew she needed to slow things down just a little. Or maybe speed them up so they’d go round after round of hot sex. They’d done it before, but it was never enough. Making up for a year apart would take forever, and she’d never let her guys go again.
The question of Hastings flashed in her head, and she pushed it away. Sinking to her knees, she licked Moder’s sac then tongued the head of Regon’s cock. When she moved to Sed’s, she found Jal’s mouth already tugging those firm balls so she kissed up the shaft. For a minute she paused, watching Jal shift back to Moder.
The men loved each other, and the sex between them was so natural it took the pressure off her to perform for four men. Plus it turned her on so much she needed them all. She sucked Sed’s cock all the way down and quickly released it. His muffled encouragement let her brain go and her body take over. Instead of going for Moder next, she swallowed Jal’s cock and made him gasp. Moder’s fingers tangled in her hair and she gripped his cock, rubbing the underside of the head just how he liked it.
“It’s like we never left,” Jal said against Moder’s hip.
Liz released Jal and slowly flicked her tongue under Moder’s balls until his hips thrust. Sed pulled Moder in and kissed his mouth as Jal took Moder’s cock into his throat. The purpose right now was clear; Moder needed affection. She loved how the group shifted with no jealousy or demands for equal time. Everyone got what they needed, and giving was as satisfying as getting.
When she turned back to Regon, she saw the s
oft smile on his lips. He stroked his cock absently, but he was proud of his group. A strong and generally calm leader, he loved them all and had kept them safe. Liz kissed his thigh then his shaft, up and up as she slowly stood until she took his mouth.
He was her leader, too. Maybe it wasn’t PC to admit it or even normal in the Keelon culture, but Liz never wanted to be the boss and have all the pressure. Meg was that type, but Liz just wanted to take care of people. Regon was the leader of their little family, and she’d follow him to the ends of the Earth.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt if you were having guys only time.” She stepped back and kissed Sed before digging out the condoms and lube packets from the bedside table. Thankfully, Meg’s men had loaded up her guys in anticipation of her return.
“We’ve been living on men only for too long. Plus, you like watching us.” Moder smiled.
Liz nodded and eased back on the bed, motioning to him. Moder slid on protection, leaned over and pressed to her fast. Moaning, Liz lifted to him and took every inch. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she arched her back and let his thrust awakening her darker desires. She always tried to be so good, yet her lust for sex took over. She’d tried to be a good girl, but with her guys, she could let her naughty side out.
Nudging Moder, she let him take the lead and the hint. He rolled onto his back and let her straddle him. Pressing her body to his, she stuck her ass out so the guys could have full access and give her what she wanted.
It was Sed who put on protection, lubed her rear and eased into her. She didn’t even have to look; his careful and thorough technique and that thick cock of his told her body everything she needed to know. Moder’s moans and increasing thrusts made Liz smile. Kissing his mouth, she rocked between the hard men.
When Liz pulled back from the kiss, she found Regon’s hard cock on one side and Jal’s on the other. She kissed Regon’s then turned to Jal’s, giving him her full attention. Jal took care of so much of the group she wanted to drive him crazy. Sucking his cock deep into her throat, she felt him fight the urge to fuck her mouth. They’d never force or push her too far.
So she pulled back, and he thrust, fingers threading through her hair. Regon’s moans were louder, and Liz wondered if she needed cock-sucking tips from Moder. But her body ramped up from play to demand on the cock inside of her. Liz squeezed Moder’s cock and ground down on him as Sed finally pushed his full girth into her. She was no virgin to anal sex since they’d had that honor over a year ago. But Sed was methodical, and she’d swear he was a tease.
Liz released Jal’s cock. “Fuck my ass, Sed. Hard.”
“Yes!” Moder lifted faster into her pussy.
“I aim to please.” Sed threw more force, and Moder and Liz groaned together.
Her ass tightened then surrendered to the invader that made it feel so right. Sed knew how to fuck and rubbed his cock on her thin wall. Moder’s hard member strained for contact as well. The friction sparked her orgasm, and she clung to Jal as her hips rocked and pleasure flooded her.
Moder’s hands pinched her nipples as he shouted her name. His release made her smile. Catching her breath, she kissed him gently before he slid out to tackle Jal in some homoerotic play she wanted to watch.
It was Sed’s cock still throbbing and buried deep in her. He had such control that once she’d ridden him for four orgasms and had to suck him off. But now, she needed to get off more. Regon’s hard cock was right there, and she nuzzled him, not sure what direction to take this.
“Want to switch?” Regon asked Sed.
“No, I like where I’m at.” Sed wrapped his arms around her waist and held her to him.
Liz relaxed and went with him as he moved. The ache for more and the need not to lose his cock consumed her. Finally, he sat on the bed and she sat on him, his cock completely buried in her.
“You okay like that?” Regon leaned over and nipped at her breasts while he slid protection on.
“It’s so good. Fuck me. I need you both.” She kissed his mouth, and the shift of her weight sent sparks up her body. They had so much time to make up for. This should be every night!
“Sed’s going to come soon.” Regon rubbed his cock against her pussy, tapping her clit and making lazy circles over her folds until she squirmed.
“I’ll last as long as you do.” Sed tilted her hips so Regon had perfect access.
Moaning, Liz nodded. “I don’t care how many times we all come. Just so long as we’re all satisfied.”
“Regon likes to tease.” Jal leaned in from the side and kissed Liz. When his finger rubbed her clit, Liz’s hips snapped like a desert rattlesnake.
“She needs it again. So do I.” Moder moved onto his hands and knees on the bed facing Liz’s right side and licked her breast.
Liz moaned and kissed the top of his head. “We’re insatiable.”
Groaning and nodding, Moder pressed his face to her flesh. Liz looked at Jal who’d put on a condom and now worked lube deep in Moder’s hard ass. The muscles were so well defined on these warriors she’d often pulled up pictures she’d taken of the refugees and fingered herself to them. The power and the sex were built into them, yet they weren’t cruel or mean. Maybe that’s why they hadn’t fit into their society? They belonged with her.
Jal’s hard cock made her mouth water, and she pulled Moder up to satisfy her tongue for a while. His fingers slid down to her pussy and spread her open, but he missed the clit, and she groaned for relief. Grinding down on Sed’s cock, she felt him press, but he didn’t lose his battle of wills.
Finally, Regon’s hard cock filled her cunt in one stroke. Moder’s hand was gone, and his mouth moved back to her breast as Liz gasped. Moder’s grunts fueled her arousal, and she watched as Jal’s huge member disappeared in Moder’s tight ass. The intense look of pleasure and power in Jal’s face reminded her that these men were built for sex as well as war. To breed warrior sons. Moder’s groaning blended with her own as Regon fucked her hard; the friction and rocking stimulated her ass as Sed held her like an anchor.
When Regon kissed her, she felt a jolt deep inside. Her body tightened on him, and Sed swore as her body contracted on the cocks. They hit all the right spots and knew how to send her over again and again. Sed’s cock was still hard, and Regon never stopped thrusting.
“Had enough?” Regon teased.
“Don’t you stop,” she warned.
“I could just let you suck me off. Or jerk me off. You like that. You’re a dirty girl who acts so sweet for the rest of the world.” Regon tapped her clit his with fingers but didn’t continue.
The man would tease her to death, and she’d love every minute! “Don’t stop, please. Later, we can play later.”
Liz meant it, but for a second, she wondered if there would be many laters or if they’d be pulled apart again. She’d follow them this time. Anywhere. Somehow, she’d stay with them forever, or she’d go crazy.
Fueled by her aching clit, Liz rocked her hips and squeezed both cocks deep in her. The men moaned and groaned and worked harder. Sed’s hands slid off her waist and around to alternately tap and squeezed at her clit. His aim wasn’t always perfect, but it felt so good when he got close.
The humming on her breast made Liz glance at Moder’s lips sucking in as much of her flesh as he could while his rear got pounded. Jal’s hands had Moder by the shoulders, and the well-oiled machine of their sex made Liz feel as if she were right at home.
Suddenly, Moder released her breast and gasped. “Jal!”
The pleasure etched on Moder’s face as he trembled told Liz it was time to join him. She could reach down and flick her clit once, and she’d be over the edge. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She’d played with herself far too much lately. Looking up at Regon, she could tell he was on the verge of giving in and Sed held still, telling Liz he was ready to win but would last only a second more than Regon.
Moder’s soft lips kissed her hip as Jal’s shouts filled the room. They could do it fo
r her.
“Please, Moder. Please.” Liz couldn’t get out anymore. Regon was so close to setting her off, but she wanted to feel the full blast of climax from every nerve-ending.
The sensitive and sweet Moder reached out his hand. Thumb and index finger quickly flicked her clit then pinched the flesh tight and twisted it slightly. The perfect pressure sent her off into a world of intense orgasm. Colors flashed behind her tightly closed eyes, and finally, Regon fucked and stayed deep in her cunt.
Strong arms from all directions held her as she shook and cried out. Her ass squeezed on Sed like a permanent fixture, and her pussy throbbed over Regon until he came in curses and grunts. The panting of Jal and Moder were all that filled the room, and Liz joined them. But she felt Sed still strained tight beneath her.
“Show off,” Regon muttered as he pulled back.
Moder moved up and rubbed his hard cock to her breasts. Liz had almost forgotten how he could get off internally from anal sex, but his cock would be hard again in no time. He got the best of both worlds, sort of how she did. He also had a thing for her breasts that flattered her.
She pressed them together as he rubbed some lube over his cock. Jal was right next to Moder, watching while kissing his lover.
“Sit up straight and grind down on Sed,” Moder said.
Shifting her position, Liz felt an ache of tightness in the move, and while Moder stood on the bed to shamelessly fuck her tits, Jal sucked Moder’s balls. A surge of energy took her, and she lifted and lowered herself onto Sed, his groans spurring her on as she drew so close to getting him off.
Then Regon disappeared from her view. A darting tongue hit her pussy and Liz knew right where he was, lapping at her clit and biting her inner folds until she moaned. When he switched to sucking her clit, she felt the shift. It might’ve been just a small release, but her wet pussy squeezed juices that made Sed fuck her ass as if it were the first time.
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