Back in Dreamland (7th Kind Series)

by Cheryl Dragon

  “She came all over Sed’s balls,” Jal said to Moder. “Come all over her.”

  “Please,” Liz panted.

  Jal rubbed Moder’s sac then behind it. Moder’s cum shot onto her breasts until she grabbed the head and sucked in the last few drops.

  “More!” She lifted her body and let all her weight land on Sed and ground to him hard. Finally, he shouted and gripped her hips, working for all the friction he could get.

  She felt his orgasm like none of the others. He’d been there so long she felt every pulse, yet when he pulled from her, it left her pleasantly numb in spots. History told her she’d be aching there by morning—the sweet sexual ache of well-earned orgasms. She wanted to wake up with those every day. The men eased her off Sed, and they kissed her body all over. All she could do was enjoy. Her energy was gone, for now.

  Chapter Four

  Moder’s sleep had been restless, despite the wonderful sex. Liz slept half on Regon and half on the bed. Sed sprawled contently on the other side of Regon, the smile of triumph on his face. Moder snuggled between Liz and Jal. He couldn’t be happier, but every time he closed his eyes, the flashes started. Not good orgasmic flashes but balls of fire and fear.

  He’d fought nightmares since the crash—“night terrors” Liz had called them at first. Being with her, recovering and throwing himself into sex, helped for a while, but once Liz had been taken away and it was clear they were still viewed as intruders or even criminals by the government, Moder’s stress had become hard to contain.

  Jal tried hard to ease the tension. Even in his sleep, Moder felt Jal’s soothing touch. But the danger was real, and while Moder could face death and kill to protect his group, he couldn’t tolerate living like a caged animal. Some days he believed he’d rather be killed than go on this way, but the others had the strength to endure it so he had stuck with his team.

  Staying up didn’t help; he’d only be exhausted for the next round of interrogations, and he had to be strong. Even telling the truth didn’t help when no one believed them. His eyelids drooped, and he rested his head on the pillow. Inhaling Liz’s scent, he rubbed his face in her silky brown hair. Her curves felt perfect pressed to him, and he hoped thoughts of her, not the crash, would fill his dreams.

  But as sleep took him, Moder was there again. Thrown across the bridge of the ship as it was fired on by military planes. He didn’t blame them. His ship invaded Earth’s airspace at the wrong place and the wrong time. Earth visits weren’t new, but entering over Dreamland was about the worst place to show up.

  The sparks on board and the fear of the men as they crashed filled him. Then it was pain and spinning. He was injured. Some of the men fought, but his team had been trying to put out fires and all were hurt in the crash. The other men who attacked the humans were burned alive. Some were extinguished once they were dead, and some were left to smolder down to ashes.

  Buried under rubble, Moder had watched it all. Regon and Sed were safe, knocked out but alive. Moder couldn’t find Jal in the mess. The desperation of not knowing haunted him. When the humans found the four alive but injured enough not to fight back, Moder had taken comfort in knowing Jal was alive. Then a Keelon ship had glowed overhead.

  Moder sat up gasping as the nightmare faded. It was all the same, except that last part.

  Liz turned and held Moder. “What’s wrong?”

  Jal snapped on the light and nuzzled Moder’s neck. “Another one? I hoped Liz being back would help.”

  “What is it? The night terrors? Still?” Liz’s soft lips brushed Moder’s shoulder.

  He took a deep breath. “Liz helps, but I can’t turn it off. This one was a different at the end.”

  “Sex with Liz in the hospital while you were healing?” Sed nudged Regon, and the men grinned.

  “No, those ending make it better.” Moder shook his head. “It was a new Keelon ship glowing over the wreckage. Like they were going to retrieve us, but the humans were torching everything so they just hovered there.”

  “How often do these happen?” Liz looked into Moder’s eyes and saw nothing unusual. She felt his pulse and heart rate. He was agitated, but when she kissed his forehead, there was no fever or any reaction of pain from him. All normal for her alien.

  “Every month or so. A little more recently, but we thought it was the move.” Jal rubbed Moder’s shoulders.

  Moder tuned out and let the strong hands change his thoughts.

  “Do you think it’s connected to the Keelon visits now?” Liz asked.

  Regon cleared his throat. “We don’t get any information on abductions or UFOs so there’s no way to track it. It’s not like he has a mental link to the Keelon home world or anything. We’re not psychic or telepathically linked. Our link is with each other but not beyond. Meg ran a few tests, but she’s not you.”

  “No, Meg’s not a doctor. I’ll check him out better in the morning.” Liz kissed Moder’s lips. “Think you can get some sleep?”

  He opened his eyes and shook his head. “No, when they start it takes a while to shut them off. I can read or something.”

  When he tried to get out of bed, Liz pushed him back. “No, no. You need rest. And reading isn’t a distraction that’ll turn your brain off.”

  “Told you she’d be horny again before morning,” Regon whispered to Sed.

  Liz blushed, and Moder couldn’t stop his smile. “You don’t have to sexually distract me. I can handle this.” Moder shoved a pillow behind his head and leaned back on the wall.

  “I don’t have to do anything. I’m ready for more fun. Plus I want to see you sleep a peaceful and content sleep where the only dreams are your sexual fantasies.” Liz kissed him roughly, and Moder’s cock tightened.

  “Don’t worry Liz; we can work out his needs.” Jal bit Moder’s nipple.

  Regon leaned in and kissed her then Moder. “We’ll give you something to watch.”

  “No, I want in. Anyway, Moder wants me.” Liz slid down to the floor and licked Moder’s balls.

  “You’re sure about that?” Moder asked.

  Liz’s eyes sparkled as she nodded. They all loved her naughty side.

  “We’re all in. Your fantasy.” Sed ran his fingers through Liz’s hair as she kept sucking Moder’s cock.

  Standing, Moder pushed away the idea that he was needy or weak. He’d seen more of the crash and carnage than the others and would take the burden and the fun. They’d all enjoy it.

  Nodding to Sed, Moder pointed to the floor. Sed stretched on his back and Moder moved down, sucking his cock until it was hard and ready. Moder tossed a condom on Sed’s stomach and moved over to Liz as Sed unwrapped the protection.

  Pushing her back up on the bed, Moder buried his face in Liz’s cunt. Her gasps and those sharp nails in his back made Moder’s cock throb, but he was going to take his time and work himself into exhaustion if it took all night.

  The tangy taste of her pussy juices calmed Moder’s stress. Something about the feminine eased every pain he had. As much as he loved his men, their group would never be complete without Liz’s soft curves and gentle touch. His tongue worked down her folds and inside her until she was thrusting to his face.

  “I think she’s ready,” Regon said.

  “So ready.” She leaned back, but Moder pulled her onto Sed’s cock and pushed her all the way down. Her gaping mouth and Sed’s bowed back told Moder their silence was pure pleasure.

  Moder kissed Liz as she got comfortable. Then he slowly guided her onto her hands and knees so she could kiss Sed for a bit. Watching, Moder rubbed the head of his cock and nudged Jal over to Liz’s head. Jal’s eyes expressed confusion, but he’d understand soon. Without arguing, Jal knelt, and Liz and Sed quickly went to work on his cock and balls. Sed was no slouch in the rimming department and Jal deserved it.

  “Want me to watch?” Regon rubbed Liz’s ass and fingered her clit as she focused on Jal’s erection.

  “No, but you do have to wait until last to get into p
osition.” Moder slid on protection and tore open a lube packet. Liz’s ass was perfect, round and firm. He squeezed her cheeks and rubbed the lube onto her hole.

  Her moans and wagging ass told Moder she hadn’t had too much earlier. She loved attention all over her body at once. Pressing to her, he felt her resistance give but reached around to tickle her clit anyway.

  Liz ground down on Sed’s cock and held as Moder filled her rear. Jal watched, and Moder locked eyes with his favorite male lover. They spent so much time in each other, sometimes Moder didn’t get to see Jal enough in the heat of the moment.

  Watching as Liz and Sed worked over Jal’s erection sent pulses of desire through Moder’s body. He wanted to help. He wanted to fuck Jal, and he wanted to be fucked all at once. Lost in Jal’s dark eyes, Moder felt the love filling the room.

  When his balls pressed to Liz’s firm bottom, Moder held for a minute. Sed’s cock pulsed deep in her and Moder loved that feeling. Sharing a woman at the same time held so many sensations that had to be savored. Sed pressed up, rubbing at Moder through her body, and Liz groaned.

  Moder leaned over her back and cupped her breasts as he watched her suck Jal’s cock for a bit. It was a hint to Regon, but he might not get it. The leader was about explicit orders. Smart but not subtle.

  “Guess you get it first.” Regon pulled on protection and squirted lube all over Moder’s ass.

  Moder held still as Regon thumbed Moder’s ass for a bit. His body opened without protest, and Regon finally filled him with that hot member. Regon craved Liz but loved anal almost as much as Jal did. Moder looked up at Jal as Regon humped Moder’s ass. The rough technique was just what Moder needed right then.

  It was the right mix. Liz kissed Moder and occasionally let him have a lick of Jal’s cock. Sed’s tongue had to be deep in Jal by now as Jal’s sly smile betrayed how good a time he was having. Regon gripped Moder around his chest and held tight. The contrast of hard Regon and soft Liz drove Moder closer.

  Liz’s hips worked between Moder and Sed as Moder pinched her nipples. He’d have to come soon. The group moved as one, groaning encouragements to each other. Moder felt his body tighten on Regon’s cock, and it drove Regon to thrust faster. When he went harder, Moder braced himself as the internal convulsions sent him soaring into climax. Gripping the base of his erection, Moder held back coming in Liz’s tight ass.

  Jal shook his head. “Do it. Let it go. All at once.”

  “Please.” Liz squeezed him and backed up on him even more.

  As Regon pulled out and moved around to dump his used condom and get a fresh one, Moder’s hips took off, sending Liz in a release of her own as she cried for more against Jal’s balls. That was all it took, and Moder pressed fully into her ass. With one more twinge of her orgasm, his climax hit again, harder this time as he watched Regon push Jal over and fuck him.

  Moder locked eyes with Jal as the men shared the sexual high. Jal pulled his cock from Liz’s lips, and his cum landed on her back in thick drops. Moder couldn’t resist. He leaned down and licked them up as his cum pumped from his body.

  Once the rush passed, Moder wasn’t done enjoying his group. He pulled Liz up to sit on Sed’s cock. Moder stayed deep in her ass and lifted with her as she bounced. Jal and Regon both stared at her beautiful body on display for them as Regon continued to fuck Jal’s ass. Sed watched, too, and lifted to make her ride more fun.

  “You like your guys watching you?” Moder asked Liz.

  She nodded and looked at them, her face bright red, but her smile showed no shame.

  “Who do you think will come next?” Moder whispered in her ear.

  Her eyes focused on Jal, and Moder had to agree. Jal would come again. Jal’s hips snapped back on Regon. When Jal looked at Moder that sparked it, and Jal slammed back on Regon a few times before collapsing on Sed. It was no coincidence that Jal’s mouth was only inches from Liz’s pussy. His tongue quickly found her clit and tormented her.

  “You’re next, I guess?” Moder squeezed her tits.

  “No, I want Sed to come first.” She shook her head, but Moder didn’t believe it.

  “Jal could make you come right now,” Moder teased.

  “No, I want to make them come. Let Regon fuck my ass.” She pushed Moder back, but he held tight. Regon ditched the used protection but made no move on anyone even as his cock still stood hard.

  “No, he’s had enough ass tonight. Tell him what you really want.” Moder kissed her mouth.

  “Both. I want him and Sed both in my mouth,” Liz gasped.

  The confession and Sed’s thrusts sent her into her own release. Jal sucked her clit as Liz shook in Moder’s arms.

  Finally, she rested her head on his shoulder and kissed Moder’s cheek. “I’m so bad.”

  Moder helped her up just enough to let Sed slid free. Sed tossed the used condom and moved to stand in front of Liz. Regon joined him.

  “It’s not bad or dirty if you want it. You love us, don’t you?” Moder asked.

  She nodded. “Of course, I do. I don’t know how I’m going to make up for all the time we’ve lost. But I can’t get enough.”

  “It’s not your fault.” Jal moved next to Moder and nudged him to vacate Liz’s ass.

  She shuddered when Moder left her free but Jal and Moder still braced her on either side.

  “And if you love us, nothing you want to do is dirty or bad.” Moder watched her take Regon and Sed’s cocks in her hands, rubbing them gently. She kissed one then the other and pulled them together so she could have both heads in her mouth. Sucking and licking them, she moaned softly as if her needs wouldn’t be met until they came in her mouth.

  Sed lost the bet this time. His head tipped back, and he shouted as he found release. Liz swallowed eagerly, and Regon gave her more. She stuck out her tongue to show Moder before she went back to sucking their cocks and enjoying the taste. Moder saw her throat muscles tense, and she licked her lips.

  “That was quite a bedtime story. Think you can sleep now?” Liz kissed Moder.

  Jal followed the lead and kissed Moder as well.

  “I think I’ll need my rest because tomorrow we’ll let Regon lead, and I put him to work tonight.” Moder climbed into bed and pulled Liz in with him.

  Regon and Sed joined them, and Jal was the last one to complete the group. Yawns and sleepy murmurs took over quickly.

  “You okay?” Moder asked Jal.

  “Fine. But if you feel your ass invaded tonight, it’s me. I like watching you, but I love fucking you.”

  Moder grinned. “Ass invaders? Isn’t that one of the old human video games we were forced to try.”

  With a smile, Jal kissed Moder’s cheek then neck and finally his mouth. “That’s Space Invaders, but you’ll enjoy it either way.”

  Moder knew he would, and hopefully, the worst thing he’d dream about now was his own kinky video creation. Invading space wasn’t half as much fun as invading someone’s body. Or having his own body space invaded by the right man.

  * * * *

  Waking in a tangle of limbs, Liz carefully slid free and found her clothes. Her men had to stay here or all hell would break loose. As much as she depended on them and loved when they took the lead, she needed to do what she could to protect them.

  She dressed quietly and headed out to the lab. Borrowing one of Meg’s lab coats to cover her rumpled clothes, she found the ladies room where she tamed her bed head and made herself look as if she hadn’t just had sex with four guys in various ways.

  Buttoning the coat, she walked out into the main hall and saw a group of people huddling in the conference room. She walked by but didn’t see the man she needed to speak with. Finally, she arrived at Hastings’ big office. Normally at three in the morning, she’d never be here, but she’d barge through to his private living quarters if she had to. Something was definitely wrong since his assistant was out front.

  “He’s in the Situation Room, but now might not be the best time.”


  “Tough,” Liz said.

  She walked into the Situation Room and spotted a huge UFO on the screen that took up half a wall. There was no date stamp or notes on the footage. “Is that live?”

  Hastings glared at her. “Over Juno, Alaska. Yes. Whatever it is, I don’t have time for it, Doctor.”

  “Is it an attack? More abductions?” She moved to get a better look.

  He shrugged. “No attack yet. They’ve got jets coming in, but the UFO will be gone before we get to them. It’s the third one since Thanksgiving.”

  “Taking people?” Liz felt terrible for the people who were traumatized. “Do we have any of the victims back? I’d love to examine them for evidence to collect data.”

  Hastings turned suddenly on her. “No abductions tonight. Some people may have been returned. It’s hard to tell. Many people have no memory of the events. Or they won’t admit these things happened to them. We can take them by force, if you like.”

  “No, of course not. What’s the ship doing here? Looking for a place to land?” Liz shook her head at the scene.

  “Liz, why don’t you go back to bed, and we’ll tackle what we can do for them in the morning. I’ll stay here and get the info.” Meg walked from the other side of the huge room full of people.

  Blinking, Liz tried to focus. It was Meg and her men stood close by. “You’re here?”

  Meg nodded. “Yes, you weren’t in your quarters, but we left you a message. Where’s your cell?”

  Liz knew she must’ve left her phone on vibrate in the guys’ room, but she couldn’t say it. “Sorry, I missed it, but I want to help. And I need help.”

  “Clearly, you’re sleep deprived. Go, get some rest. Perhaps in your quarters?” Hastings turned his back on her.

  “No! Moder had a horrible nightmare. The crash is still haunting him. Your interrogation probably triggered it.”

  “Did he remember anything useful?” Hastings sounded amused.

  Liz stormed around and looked him in the eye. “Stop torturing them. They’ve told you the truth of what they know. They escaped. Moder saw the horrible things you and your men did to them while the others were unconscious. He’s tormented by the memories, and you’re not doing anything to help him. You need to give them their own quarters, privacy and respect. Give them freedom to work here and help with this.” She pointed at the screen.