“That’s good to know.” She slowly sucked at his balls. Her fingers massaged around the base of his cock until he sighed. Trailing her tongue up the underside, she flicked him occasionally to keep him off balance. He thrust into the air, and she loved the view. Having men hard for her… What woman wouldn’t love that? Sammie squeezed the tip of his shaft and licked off the pre-cum.
His hand pressed to the back of her neck, but Dorian stopped moving. She smiled up at him and dropped kisses all over the head. Using both hands, she worked the shaft as she sucked the tip. He thrust into her hands, and she took maybe half of him into her mouth.
Between her legs, things grew intense. Four fingers fucked her and two tongues warred over her clit. The coordinated attacked made her gasp.
“Don’t stop guys. She’s going to give,” Dorian said.
“So are you!” She sucked the tip of his cock harder, letting her teeth rub against it.
“Fuck!” Dorian came on her without warning.
Sammie continued stroking his cock as the men fucked her faster. The orgasm bowed her body as her hips snapped down on them. Her cunt wanted to be stretched and fucked properly, but a release like this was worth the work.
“You’re really not planning to keep us out of your pussy until the aliens are gone, right?” Dorian asked.
“She won’t last a day,” Mason said.
“You really want to challenge me like that?” she asked.
“Come on, we all need sex. We use protection, and you’re on the pill. The odds are with us.” Jonah kissed her mouth.
“I know. We can still enjoy the other stuff.” Sammie wiped Dorian’s cum off her neck and onto Jonah’s tongue. “We should get some food and figure out a way to be useful today. Sex is a good workout, but enough for now.”
* * * *
After a long lunch, the group walked to the hanger to take a look at the planes they’d flown the day they’d been abducted. Teams were in and around the four large aircrafts. None had sustained any damage from the outside. Jonah had the urge to jump in and take off.
“I miss flying already,” Jonah said.
“Me too. We’ll find a way.” Dorian folded his arms.
“It looks like they’re working on them, not just inspecting them,” Mason said softly to the group.
Sammie nodded. “Maybe outfitting them for the weapon?”
“Maybe. Let’s go back to our quarters. I don’t want to talk here,” Mason replied.
The group wandered for a bit casually, and Jonah noticed others watching them. It felt very odd. They weren’t Air Force officially, but Hastings’ group was under that guise at least. The four of them didn’t belong, but they wanted to do something.
As they walked back to their quarters, the group was quiet. Once the door was locked behind them, the tension evaporated.
“We need to be the ones flying those things,” Sammie said.
“We’re the only ones with experience in them,” Jonah agreed.
Dorian shook his head. “Hastings will want his guys in there. Who knows what other sorts of planes they have here.”
“Doesn’t mean we can’t try. Tomorrow, we’ll drop in on Hastings and offer our services. We can even test the planes with modifications. Why waste time training others to do what we already know. We’ll appeal to his common sense.” Mason nodded.
“And we were victims of these aliens. We deserve to risk our necks for a little revenge.” Dorian flopped down on the couch in annoyance.
“I think we need to work off a little frustration.” Jonah sat next to Dorian and groped his cock.
“Really? When she’s put us off limits?” Dorian grumbled.
“We’re not giving up sex because she’s paranoid about pregnancy. We kept each other very happy for years without a chance of a baby.” Mason pulled Jonah’s head to his cock.
Jonah eagerly opened Mason’s pants and sucked until he was hard. Dorian gave in, fingering Jonah’s ass and squeezing his cock from the couch.
“It won’t work. You can fuck my ass all you want, but I’m not giving in.” Sammie sat next to Dorian and watched.
“I bet in a day or two you’re begging for toys or something more than fingers.” Dorian kissed her.
Jonah smiled. He took off his clothes and turned around. Sucking Dorian’s cock, he arched his ass up for Mason’s play. His lover didn’t disappoint. Jonah pushed back on fingers as Mason worked the lube. When Jonah finally got Mason’s cock, he backed up on the erection and moaned.
He loved being in the middle! Jonah sucked Dorian’s cock deeply as Mason took Jonah’s ass. Looking up at Sammie, he winked at her. Dorian’s hands were under her clothes as she kissed him. Jonah reached out and tugged at her pants.
Sammie willing removed all her clothes and helped Jonah suck on Dorian. That wasn’t going to fly for long. Jonah watched Dorian turn Sammie to face away from him, her ass up in the air and her breasts pressed to the sofa. When they lubed her ass, she wiggled her hips.
When Dorian slid on a condom, Jonah couldn’t believe what his friend was about to do. Dorian knelt behind her and pressed his thick member to her ass very slowly. She moaned and looked behind her. “Dorian, that’s a lot.”
“You can take it. Relax and enjoy.” Dorian rubbed her clit.
Jonah watched her body take more of Dorian. Mason’s thrusts came faster, and Dorian moved at a snail’s pace. Jonah had to connect somehow. Lining up behind Dorian, Jonah put on protection and just enough lube before he fucked that tight ass in front of him.
“Bastard!” Dorian rocked back.
Smiling, Jonah pounded Dorian’s ass hard. Dorian didn’t take getting fucked too often, but his moans told Jonah they both loved it. Mason matched Jonah’s pace and groans filled the room. Watching over Dor’s shoulder, Jonah saw Sammie’s ass stretching more and more. She had half of Dorian’s cock inside of her and he pulled out.
Sammie moaned for it back as Dorian fingered her cunt. He gave her a little more, and she gasped. Her gorgeous hips rocked back to try for more.
“Make her come on it,” Jonah whispered to Dorian.
He pulled his fingers from her pussy. Sammie’s unhappy noises made the men chuckle. Soon, she was working harder to get that big cock up her ass and rubbing her own clit. Jonah worked between the two men as Dorian held still and let Sammie take what she could.
“You’re hot, Sammie. Fuck him. Show Dorian you can take it,” Jonah encouraged.
“I love you guys!” she groaned.
Another inch disappeared and she had almost all of Dorian. Jonah shook his head in disbelief. Her moans grew louder as her hips sped up. Mason came first, holding tight to Jonah.
When he recovered, Mason moved around to kiss Sammie. “We love you, too. You can get off any way you want. Come for us.”
“Rub my clit,” she said.
Jonah fucked Dorian harder as Mason did even better and slid underneath Sammie to lick her pussy. Her shrieks of climax made Jonah lose his last shreds of control. Coming in Dorian, he watched her tremble with the cock deep in her.
“Had enough?” Dorian asked her.
“You’ve stretched her plenty for one round.” Jonah pulled Dorian back.
Mason yanked off the protection and jerked Dorian’s cock fast. Dorian shouted through gritted teeth as his thick cum landed on her ass. Finally, Sammie collapsed on Mason’s body and rubbed her pussy all over his face.
“She can come on anal only,” Jonah said.
“Oh please, Sammie is begging to get fucked right.” Dorian smacked her ass as she humped Mason’s face.
“It’s fun to watch. She’ll get over it.” Jonah nodded.
“She’ll make a great mom if she’s that worried about her kids.” Dorian chuckled.
“I can hear you. Get me off again or I’ll find a human man who can!” she shouted.
Jonah knew a hollow and horny threat when he heard it, but the men surrendered to her. If she wanted to get off ten times, they’d
make sure it was an even dozen.
Chapter Seven
The next morning after breakfast, Sammie went to see Liz. The medical lab was quiet. Meg had her group working on something in another room.
“What’s going on there?” Sammie asked.
Liz smiled. “They’re working on the weapon detonation system.”
“It’s chemical?” Sammie was curious about everything but especially about something that could hurt her men as well as the enemy.
“A powder, yes. We need to blast it throughout the Keelons’ ship in order to maximize the damage. Don’t worry, Meg’s the best. What can I do for you?”
“I was wondering if the shot is better for pregnancy prevention. I’m on the pill, but I really don’t want any surprises.” Sammie didn’t look down at Liz’s pregnant body. A nurse or another doctor would’ve been much less awkward.
“No, not as long as you take the pill every day. If you forget, then it’s a better option.” Liz shrugged.
“I never forget. I just want to be sure.” Sammie frowned.
“Nothing is absolutely certain.”
“And there’s nothing special? Since my men are aliens? Have there been any studies on the odds? Better or worse?” Sammie wanted to control what she could. The coming fight would be bigger than her and her guys, but complicating things wouldn’t help.
“No official studies. The pills work on your body so that’s what’s important. Meg’s been in a relationship with her guys for a year without even a scare. I wouldn’t stress about it. If the guys are using condoms, even better.” Liz nodded.
“Yeah.” Sammie looked at Liz. “So, I have to ask. Did you plan it?”
Liz smiled. “Not planned so much as wanted. If you wait until everything is perfect, you’ll never have kids.”
“Fair enough. I need to meet my guys. We’re going to offer to fly the attack planes with the weapon. If they use the aircrafts we were in, we’re the best people to do it.”
“I don’t think your men should be flying them. That weapon works on them.”
“There must be a cure. They’ll take the risk. Every time we go up, we’re taking our lives in our hands.” Sammie wasn’t afraid of death. Losing her men, yes, but it was part of the life.
Liz shook her head. “We can’t put the antidote on the ship. If they’re taken captive, then the aliens will be saved as well, and that’s not the goal.”
Sammie frowned. “They won’t like it.”
“They can talk to Hastings. It won’t matter. First, we need to get the trigger detonation to and disperse the powder strongly enough. Those Keelon vessels are large. Meg will get it done, though. Don’t worry.” Liz nodded.
“Okay, thanks.” Sammie knew this wouldn’t be a fun conversation with the men.
* * * *
Mason sat in the conference room. His silence made the rest of the group uneasy. Hearing what Sammie had to say about the weapon’s dangers for the men infuriated him.
“We’re still the best qualified pilots,” Dorian argued.
“Sure, but humans can fly the planes without the risk. If something goes wrong, we’re incapacitated. They aren’t.” Jonah nodded to Sammie.
“I understand you wanting to fly, but I don’t want to see you guys hurt. They can’t vaccinate you against it or anything.”
“No, they can’t,” Hastings said. “I appreciate your offer to fly the mission, but it’s not safe to put aliens on those planes. Even if we come up with the right plan, you’re out of flying any planes with the weapon on board.”
“We have more to lose than most. Any human can be killed, but we could be incapacitated if the weapon discharges early or if we come into contact with any of it. They could take us back out of spite and torture us for the useful information. We’d resist but even Superman doesn’t handle the kryptonite,” Mason replied.
“So train some humans to fly those things. Sammie is still in. She can lead them. Right now, the weapon implementation is more important. Once we get it ready, then we can figure out how to draw out the Keelon vessel and get it to take one of the planes inside. Sacrifices will be made on both sides.”
“No way!” Dorian said. “Not Sammie. If we can’t go, she stays, too.”
“Shut up!” she snapped. “I don’t report to you guys. Any of you. We’ve always made a good team, but this is special circumstances. I’m going.”
“You’re a great pilot, Sammie. I just think you might be too emotionally invested in the outcome.” Mason tried a different approach.
“He has a point,” Hastings said. “But the military doesn’t train fools. You four can test fly the planes once equipped. You can even be in the group that’ll help plan the attack. When you’re sure the planes are operating at their best, we’ll get together our pilots and you can pick the best ones to fly the mission with Sammie.”
“Thank you,” she said.
Hastings left the room. Tension and silence filled the air.
“If something happens to you, we’re lost,” Jonah said.
Sammie closed her eyes. “If the Keelons try to reclaim all their citizens, what happens to me? I could lose you, too. Anything could happen. Don’t use our new intimate relationship to manipulate me into doing what you want. I’m not some weak, scared civilian. I trained for this. Not this exactly but as much as any of you did.”
“Now, I wish you were pregnant,” Mason said.
“You think that’d stop me?” Sammie shot back.
“I hope so! You’d risk a baby’s life to fly a mission that others could?” Dorian demanded.
“You’re all being ridiculous! I’m not pregnant. I was in the medical lab making sure there’s nothing more or special I should do to avoid pregnancy with alien lovers. You three are just mad that you can’t fly the missions. I understand, and I’m sorry. I wish you could be out there with me. But it’s not practical.” Sammie stalked the room confidently. “The chemical weapon is supposedly torture to alien skin. If the detonation trigger is damaged or goes off at the wrong time, you’ll be in agony with no way to land or function. You’d fall into alien hands and be no good to anyone.”
“They know you’re right. We’ve always been all or nothing. Together.” Jonah leaned back. “Let’s think out a plan first. The ships won’t be ready for a week or two.”
“So you guys went to the hanger this morning?” she asked.
Mason nodded. “We wanted to see what they’re doing. They’re modifying other planes as well as our four.”
“Makes sense. They’ll need backups. Decoys. It’s not easy to plan for this.” Sammie rubbed her forehead. “What if the Keelons bring two ships? What if they attack Dreamland? They could improve their scanners to find a hybrid.”
“Worried about Liz’s baby?” Jonah asked.
“And the adult hybrid here. So far, the Keelons haven’t killed anyone we know of. Abductions are bad, but if we make the first move, it could be war. No one seems confident that we have a chance of winning,” Sammie said.
“It’s a long trip from their world to ours. We’ll have to wait for a Keelon ship to appear in orbit then jump on the opportunity. They won’t have backup. If we do enough damage to the one ship, maybe they’ll decide earth is just too much trouble to bother with.” Dorian folded his arms.
“I like the no backup idea. If we bring down their ship, will more come?” Sammie sighed.
“Maybe. Maybe, they won’t waste more ships and lives on us. We can adapt. We can fight.” Mason braced for war.
“Keelons do nothing but fight. Over that distance, however, we’re not a prime target. Hopefully, taking one out will discourage them enough to keep them away. We have to think positively.” Jonah moved to Sammie and hugged her tight.
“I want to. As long as we all agree to nothing drastic, like trying to get me pregnant or injured so I can’t fly.” Sammie looked at Dorian and Mason.
“Fine, as long as you stop being weird about the sex. That’s only going to make
you miserable, as well,” Mason said.
“Fair enough. Let’s go put out a call for pilots so we can meet them all. We need to learn their strengths and experience first.” Sammie nodded.
“Sounds like a plan.” Dorian headed out of the conference room.
Chapter Eight
Dorian watched the ships fly in formation. It was a test run, and he’d elected to watch from the ground. Mason was up in one of the jets testing the aircraft. Not flying the mission would be hard, but it was the right call. Humans wouldn’t be compromised if they came into contact with the weapon. They had to do what was right for the mission.
“They’re doing well.” Jonah stood next to Dorian and watched the screen that tracked the squadron in a more high-tech fashion.
Eight planes went through maneuvers again and again. Testing fuel time, speed and how the different planes coordinated together.
“Sammie. Deploy,” Dorian ordered into the communication system.
Speeding along as if into the Keelon’s ship, she put distance between herself and the others and pulled the trigger. A rocket went five feet and exploded, showering stand-in pressurized powder for miles in every direction. The ships returned to base after the success. Five tests runs gave them confidence.
“I’m exhausted.” Sammie stretched as she walked away from her plane.
“We’re ready. We really need the opportunity now.” Mason came up behind her.
Dorian nodded. “And the bait. Somehow, they have to open their ship.”
“Can we blast a rocket through the hull?” Jonah frowned.
“With the shields up? No way,” Mason said.
They walked into the cafeteria and loaded up on food. Their planes were getting washed down and refueled. Another set of pilots would go through the same tests this afternoon. Dreamland was determined to be ready.
As they ate, Dorian mulled the problem of the bait.
“It’s not all on us. Hastings has to have more information than we do.” Sammie kept pace with the guys’ eating.
“Sure you’re not eating for two, Sammie?” Jonah teased.
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