by Gillian Zane
“Five to one,” Bobbie said and raised her eyebrows, looking at Roc as if he were stupid.
“One to four,” she repeated and both men looked at her.
“I don’t understand,” Roc said.
“There are five of us, all joined together, so like one unit, and the one became four, right? That has to mean something right there. That has to mean we are expected to be one, all of us.” The implications of a prophecy predicting their union stuck deep in Bobbie’s stomach. She was having fun right now, enjoying her new sexual freedom, working through the issues and the mysteries that these men had around them. But fate, and prophecy, and things like that had the panic rising in Bobbie’s throat, trying to choke her and box her into a corner. Words like Empress and mate rang in her ears. She wanted them all to join together with her, but what did that mean in the long run? What if it was a constant fight? A constant battle of jealousy?
“That could be one way to interpret it,” Roc said, not looking at her.
“What are you talking about? That has to be what it means.” Bobbie put her hands on her hips, still nude, still not caring.
“So, what she’s saying is, stop being jealous, this is about teamwork,” Finn laughed.
“Then let’s stop talking and explore this new dynamic we all share,” Bobbie smirked at Finn. Bring it back to the sex. When she was fucking them, that was when she truly felt content.
“You expect me to share you, even as we make love?” Roc said unbelieving.
“Why yes, yes I do.” She stripped off the scrap of material that held her breasts in place and they hung heavy and erect from the chill in the air. She didn’t wait for Roc to argue anymore. She cocked an eyebrow at Finn and turned, heading toward the bedroom. She smiled when she heard two sets of footsteps behind her.
When she made it to the bed, Roc was at her side, crowding her with his big body. His hands gripped her hair and he tugged a little too hard until she was looking at him.
“What is it you want me to do with you, female?” he said in a tone that was a little bit scary and a lotta bits sexy.
“I want you to give me lots and lots of orgasms, and I want the same of Finn.” She smiled, Roc groaned, letting go of her hair and wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
“I have never had a female make me feel this way, make me do things…” he said it as if he was talking to himself. Pushing her down, he let her fall on the bed on her back. “Orgasms it is.” He spread her legs, his eyes on the slick folds of her sex, already pooling with moisture, swollen from her earlier union with Finn. He knelt before her, pulling and shifting her until he had the perfect access to her.
“Roc,” she moaned his name as his fingers parted her, searching for her clit, and then his mouth descended, sucking on that sensitive nub, his tongue fluttering against it for added value. When he pinched it between his lips and inserted two of his fingers inside of her, Bobbie sat up halfway with a yell. Her eyes popped open and found Finn, standing against the wall, his eyes on her.
“Come here, Finn,” she mouthed, not able to get the sound out because she couldn’t get her body to function properly. His eyes darted to Roc, who was too busy between her legs to even notice the other man.
“Now, Finn,” she demanded and he obeyed. Roc looked up from between her thighs, his face coated in her wetness, and watched with a hooded expression as Finn crawled across the bed to be next to Bobbie. She tugged him to her, grabbing at his waistband and hurriedly undoing it to get to the organ that strained against the material of his pants.
When it was free, she made a sound of appreciation and moved her body slightly so she could lick down the length of him. He still tasted like her. Still coated from their earlier union. Finn cried out with the contact and Bobbie made another noise of appreciation. She looked down at Roc, who was staring at them, and took Finn fully in her mouth as deeply as she could manage.
Roc’s eyes closed as if he could also feel what she was doing, then his head ducked down to find that amazing little spot and continue the intense tonguing he had been doing previously. Finn pumped his cock in Bobbie’s mouth, while Roc fingered her and sucked her clit with an expert’s technique. Sparks erupted over her skin, down her legs, around her mouth to travel over the men as they brought her close to falling over the brink.
Finn pumped harder into her mouth, holding onto her head to steady himself and guide her as she let him set the pace, which matched perfectly to Roc’s rhythm as he fingered her. When the pressure building in her stomach became too much, she let Finn’s dick pop out of her mouth and gripped the sheets in her fists, crying out with abandon and thrusting her hips against Roc’s face. She screamed both of their names as bolts that looked like lightning bounced from her to both of them.
She didn’t want it to end. When Roc finally ceased his ministrations, she scrambled onto the bed, pushed Finn onto his back and impaled herself on his ready cock. It was time to really join as one. She looked over her shoulder at Roc who was wiping his mouth with a cloth he had grabbed from the dresser. He was looking at them, watching as Bobbie rode up and down on Finn’s cock.
“I want you inside of me, too,” she moaned, not quite sure if she could manage this. They were so big, and she had never done anything of this magnitude, but she knew it was right. She knew this was the key. The bed shifted and she didn’t look back. Her body tensed when Roc’s hands slid to her hips from behind, as Finn shifted his legs so Roc would have access. She continued her steady rhythm as she rode Finn, but stilled when she felt Roc’s heavy cock slip between the globes of her ass.
He placed a hand on her upper back and pushed her forward, angling her just right.
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she whispered.
“We’ll go slow,” Finn said, assured of what Roc would be doing.
“You’re so tight, pr’ialla, you think you can take both of our cocks?” Roc growled in her ear.
“I think so,” she said, her confidence from earlier waning. She could feel the head of Roc’s dick slip from her ass to her pussy, which was already full to brimming with Finn’s cock. Slowly, he entered her, a millimeter at a time, letting her body accommodate him.
Bobbie tried to relax, to not clench in fear as more and more of Roc entered her. She wanted to experience pleasure but her brain was so focused on every inch of him that she couldn’t let herself relax until he was fully seated inside of her.
“Bobbie,” Roc crooned her name as Finn took a nipple that dangled in front of his face into his mouth. Finn bit down a tiny bit, causing Bobbie to cry out, and Roc to push that last inch and seat himself inside of her. She was full to bursting, their two, large cocks deep inside of her pussy. No one moved as Bobbie panted with the overwhelming intensity of the feeling of being full to capacity. She had never experienced anything like this before, the mix of pleasure and pain was almost excruciating. She wanted more, but was afraid of what could happen.
“You have to do the driving, you’re in control,” Finn whispered. And Bobbie knew this to be true. They couldn’t move without her directing them because they would have to get the rhythm just perfect or risk someone slipping out. Bobbie laughed as she began to push back onto them, slowly at first, finding the how, finding the when. They all made noises of pleasure as the rhythm increased and Bobbie let the pleasure take over. Her entire being faded to one spot of consciousness, the pleasure that was being generated by having both of her men inside of her. Her vision darkened, her skin exploded in sensation, and waves of electricity began to penetrate every opening of her body. She let her head fall back and she came in a symphony of sensations and the charge brought them all together, forcing orgasms out of Roc and Finn at the same time.
Their hands wrapped around her hips, gripping her legs and arms as they pumped into her, emptying everything of their being into her core. When they were emptied, she fell limp against them. The men became soft and pliable under her touch, and she breathed them in on a sigh. The
y slipped out of her as she could not hold them inside of her any longer and she sobbed as their absence thrummed through her body like an empty well.
Bobbie faded in and out, her body still on fire from the combustion of the joining. She felt warm hands on her, thoughtful ministrations as they cleaned her up. She wanted to say thank you. She wanted to smile and show them that she cared about what they were doing but she couldn’t control her faculties. She managed to sprinkle out a giggle though, as she realized she was drunk on dick.
“What’s so funny, pr’ialla?” One of them asked. In her non-lucid state, she couldn’t tell who it was.
She wanted to answer but she could only shake her head, feeling the blackness get a bit darker at the sides of her head. She wanted to fall asleep—no, that was wrong, she didn’t want to fall asleep. She wanted to get up, kiss Finn and Roc, and tell them that they had blown her mind. Sleep won.
30
Home sweet alien
There was a warm tugging on her breasts that brought her back to consciousness. The light in the room had changed, darkened, which was odd, since there wasn’t a lot of lighting change on this planet. The two suns left not much of a night period on this side of the globe. Warm hands on her thighs spread her legs and she moaned, afraid to open her eyes.
“Are you awake, pr’ialla?” The warm syrup of Two’s—Tam’s—voice rolled over her bare skin.
“Not quite,” she murmured.
Something large prodded at her entrance; careful fingers plucked at her clit and she gasped with the intensity.
“How about now?”
“Do you not know about foreplay?” She sat up and swatted at him.
“She’s awake,” Tam called over his shoulder. “You know when you took Finn and Roc into your body earlier, I felt it, almost like it was my dick inside of you as well. Not exactly, but almost like I could feel myself inside of you. It was an amazing feeling, but ever since then the only thing I can think about is being inside of you as well. Sharing you.” He leaned over her and took a nipple into his mouth, smiling up at her with a Cheshire grin.
“I’m still sore from earlier, come back tomorrow.” She pushed at his head, only wanting to crawl back under the covers. Her body was reacting quickly to his attention though, and as his fingers delved between her legs, parting her and exploring, she felt herself preparing for him, her body drenched in anticipation.
“You’re so responsive, pr’ialla,” Tam purred.
“Still not convinced,” Bobbie panted as two of his fingers entered her, dragging in and out, curling to find that rarely found spot inside of her that made her rip at the sheets under her.
“That’s it.” He looked at her as her back arched against the mattress.
“I think you’re ready.”
“Yes!”
She cried out as he slipped inside of her, her body showing no resistance to him. In and out he plunged, not as aggressive as Roc and Finn, but setting a good pace that had the charge sparking to life and erupting around her skin.
“You look so beautiful drenched in the charge,” he said and his pace slowed as he looked down at her in awe, his big body the only thing she saw. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed him deeper, meeting his thrusts with her own. Tam flipped her, and she was spinning, still wrapped around him, and then sitting on top of him.
“Make room.” Tam smiled up at her, and Bobbie felt the energy change in the room as they were joined by Finn and Roc. Roc crawled across the bed, his hands finding her face, his lips descending on hers as she rocked up and down on Tam’s dick. She felt a hand at her back as Finn found his way there as well. She didn’t know what they planned to do, but she was pretty sure it involved all of them and her body. It had been almost too much to take two, how could she be expected to accommodate three of them?
Roc broke away from her mouth and got to his knees. She knew what he wanted and she craved it as he slid the head of his dick across her lips, making her suck it into her mouth, swirling a tongue around the tip and waiting for that intake of breath that she so craved. He went slow, matching Tam’s rhythm as he entered her mouth while she slowly licked around his length, taking him in deeper and deeper. As Roc reached maximum depth, there was a warm tingling at her ass, fingers spreading something across her sensitive entry. She jerked but Roc held her in place.
“It’s oil, to help him enter you better,” Tam said. “So, we can both join with you.”
Finn’s finger pressed into the tight hole that had never had any kind of attention before. Bobbie groaned, but she couldn’t protest even if she wanted to. Her mouth was full, her pussy was full, and now she was going to have Finn fill her ass.
He took it slow because she wanted to fight it, and as Tam continued to thrust into her, making her loose and willing, and Roc held her head tight, his cock buried in her mouth, Finn entered her from behind. At first, it was Finn’s finger. He buried one, then two. The pain hit her at first, but then the burn of a fire she had never experienced before began to pool in that area. She wanted more, but her mind rebelled at the violation.
When his fingers slipped out of her, she knew it was time, she knew he would take her. Her pussy was on fire from Tam, and she continued to suck Roc down, then Finn was there, pushing the head of his dick into her tight ass.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned. “So tight.”
It was all pleasure and pain, fire and ice. She rebelled against it, fought it, but then the buzzing of the encounter rode across her body and saturated her with lust. She liked it—no, she loved it. This was different from them both inside of her pussy. Now she was full, now she felt almost complete. There was only one piece missing, but she couldn’t think about that now. All she could think about was the pleasure she was to give, and she was supposed to receive. She bucked and rode her men, while they fucked her in every available orifice. They cried her name as she moaned theirs. They were a sea of flesh, melding into each other, and becoming one.
When they came, again it was as one. The men emptied into her, into her pussy, into her ass, and deep down her throat. She finally felt sated as she fell against the mattress, murmuring nonsense words as they pulled her against them, as the tugged at her flesh. She might have come again from their touches, but she couldn’t be sure, her body was so charged up, so on fire. They sighed around her, called her that pretty name in their native tongue and kissed her as they held her close. Bobbie couldn’t think much past the orgasmic haze, but she knew one thing for sure, she was home. Finally, she was home.
31
The Butt Thing
Bobbie was awakened by the communications panel in the room lighting with news they had a visitor waiting to be let in and with the words ‘finally home’ resonating in her head. Her stomach clenched with the weight of that thought. She couldn’t be home with four men, in an empire they thought she was supposed to rule. This couldn’t be where she felt the most at home. Three men in bed was supposed to be a crazy one-nighter, or a swingers phase you went through before you settled down. It wasn’t supposed to be how you settled down for good.
She felt the panic trickling in. Words like settle down, home, and forever were not good for Bobbie’s frame of mind at the moment. Could she really see herself in this position every night? She moved and her body was sore, her legs, her hips, and especially her ass and pussy, even her fucking cheeks were sore. What if they wanted to do this every night? A girl couldn’t expect to have to do that every night? But they just might—these men weren’t exactly easy to say no to.
The room buzzed again and she groaned. She hadn’t figured out the comings and goings of all the technology, or the protocol, but she knew there were some servants that were allowed in and others had to request permission, so she wasn’t going to bother with trying to get up to figure out where she should even answer the door. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head, but they were squished under the big body next to her and she couldn’t get them to move.
She g
rumbled and tried to pull harder, but they weren’t budging. She managed to make one of the guys move, but he only rolled over and wrapped a big arm around Bobbie’s waist, holding her in place. She decided she wasn’t getting any more sleep at this point.
“Off of me,” she grumbled and pushed the arm aside. She wasn’t quite sure who it belonged to. The offending appendage, no matter who it was attached to, wasn’t moving.
“Stop squirming, Bobbie,” Tam grumbled.
“Don’t you hear that incessant buzzing?” She swatted at a hand trailing up her bare thigh, trying to shut her up by causing her to get all turned on.
“Ignore it, they’ll go away,” Roc murmured into his pillow. He had the covers and the pillows, the hog.
“In the meantime, they won’t let me sleep anymore, though.” She sat up and was immediately tugged back to the bed. Finn’s mouth suckled against her nipple, which had inadvertently fallen into his face.
“No, stop that, we have to leave this bed at some point,” she moaned. Two hard males turned into her and she felt their arousal on both sides of her hips. Even though her words said she didn’t want to, her body readied for more lovemaking. But, the thing was, she was sore from last night’s sexual adventures. Really sore. She had never done anything like that before. Her lower region throbbed with over-sensitized heat. And her butt definitely didn’t feel right.
“Guys, there’s no way I can handle a repeat of last night, it’ll hurt.” The bodies stilled next to her. Finn’s mouth immediately popped off her tit.
“Did we hurt you, Bobbie?” Roc asked.
“No, well, yes, but only because I’m not used to, well, any of what we did last night.” She knew her cheeks were red.
“You were not a virgin when we found you, though?” Tam asked.
