Shared by the Alien Hybrids

by Lia Nox

  Firm hands pushed down on me as he steadied himself, the last few twitches fully emptying him of everything he had left. It was amazing.

  We parted then, though his release from me was slow, making sure that we were together right until the last second. As I stretched out my back, my skin flushing with a furious pink glow, my post-orgasm waves consuming me, I felt his arms curl around me.

  Those big muscles, so defined and rigid, made me feel so safe. Each one of them made me feel protected, but Zuvo had a protector type vibe that Tarnan and Axar didn’t. It had struck me as odd before, considering how Axar had so clearly made himself the head warrior of their “pack”, but now it made sense. Axar was all about aspirations and achieving his goals, to find his place in the pecking order and, in turn, help others do the same.

  Zuvo however, was a creature who wanted to lead from the back: quiet, thoughtful, ever watching, protecting without saying a single word. That was his strength, and part of his appeal.

  I rested my head against his chest, breathing in the smell of our bodies that clung to us, the land, the air, and our fallen clothes nearby. I could drink him in all day. But as much as I wanted to spend my time being pleasured by Zuvo, I also wanted to enjoy and be with my other companions.

  Tarnan had been so sweet and passionate, Zuvo broody and intense - I now needed to feel the power of Axar from deep within me. Preferably while I was riding him, my ass bouncing in front of his face as we did so. Or him on top of me, my legs wrapped around him, holding him steady as he pounded into me. Hell, I’d take him any way, so long as I could have him as much as I wanted.

  I twisted to give Zuvo a quick kiss, one of thanks and of love, even in spite of me being so frightened of that emotion. He nodded to show his understanding.

  Axar, having noticed our exchange, started strutting over to us, his eyes already alight with his cravings; my stare matched his as we held each other our gaze. I was glad to see that Zuvo was staying close by, just as Tarnan and Axar had done, as I liked having all three of them near me. To be able to have them simultaneously if I willed it.

  When Axar reached me, he immediately pulled me up onto my feet, picked me up, and held me in his arms. My legs automatically clamped around him to give us both balance. I had expected him to back me up against a tree in this position. But instead he just held me right there, his lips soft yet ravenous as he planted kisses on my collarbone.

  As his mouth caressed me, I felt one of his hands travel from my hips and to between my thighs, his fingers easily parting my folds so that he could stroke and probe me. I flexed into him, my legs tightening at each touch. Axar smiled. He looked me in the eyes, a warmth radiating from him that mixed love and lust together into a potent concoction.

  Now that he had my attention, he motioned for me to lower my legs so that we were both stood. My eyebrow arched in cynicism and curiosity as I followed his lead. His hands then lifted up one of my legs so that it was tight against his waist, like a tango dancer would stand with her partner.

  His thick cock was settled near my slit, my juices having painted a thin veneer on his flesh; being that close, to be able to feel him closing the gap between us, it took my breath away.

  I hitched myself onto my tiptoes, my hand stroking him, able to enjoy how broad it felt. I gripped him and guided him to my entrance. The moment his head touched me, I quivered.

  My eyes locked onto his, both of us entranced by the other. I then pushed him inside of me, his grip drawing me to him; the fullness was divine.

  I quickly adjusted my footing so that I could move with him, though Axar was the one controlling each stroke. Instead of it being a mutual rhythm, I allowed him to enter and leave me, the thrusts becoming more forceful and powerful the longer we spent together.

  The grip on my thigh become heavier as he grabbed and rammed himself into me, my head tossing back in response as his glans hit my g-spot. Another two strokes, each one hitting that same swollen patch, and I cried out for him to keep going.

  I begged him to fuck me harder and more deeply; I needed no holds barred with him.

  Our passion burned like an inferno, leading to Axar letting go of me for a moment so that he could turn me around. His body was acting on instinctive lust.

  “Down.” Was all he said. My body tingled with excitement as I bent over so that my hands gripped my ankles. The way I was positioned created a perfect V shape, both of my holes slightly opened, inviting him to take both of them, one after the other. I could tell by the slowness of his reaction that he was weighing up his options: did he take me in the ass, like Zuvo had, or would he make my pussy his instead? I didn’t have to wait long for his decision.

  He penetrated me in one, swift movement.

  The angle meant that I was pinned into place, my body at the mercy of him as he slammed into me, my knees buckling with the impact. I remained standing though, taking him with ease, my body hungry for every inch of his massive cock. He was already all inside of me, but I wanted me to stretch me further, as it never felt quite enough.

  It was never enough with any of them. Not that I didn’t love how it felt to be this full, but I longed for there to always be more of them to have. Just as I was thinking about my need, a pair of feet came into view.

  I peeked up to see Tarnan looking down at me, his hard length in his hand. Wanting to have him in my mouth the moment I saw how much he was swelling, his length even greater than it before, I released my ankles.

  My head came up to lick at him, precome just begging for me to lap it up as they’d lapped at my clit before. I obliged without hesitation. As I licked and sucked, my hands cupping his balls, lightly squeezing them to add to his pleasure, I longed for someone to be stimulating my clit.

  They could lick it, suckle, rub and flick - I didn’t care, I just needed to be adorned with more attention. I took Tarnan out of my mouth for a second, stroking him as I held him, and called out to Zuvo.

  “Come here.”

  Returning to Tarnan’s oozing cock, the veins so raised I could tell more blood was rushing to that very spot, I waited to feel the touch of another… I didn’t have to wait for long.

  Before I’d swallowed down more of Tarnan’s fluids, Zuvo was underneath me on his knees, his tongue already working at my erect nub. As he licked away, he used his hands to spread my pussy further so that Axar could go deeper than before. I hadn’t thought it possible, but he was hitting an untapped part of me as he worked his way further in.

  My knees began to buckle once more as I started to come, my mouth tighter around Tarnan as I groaned into his cock, my mouth unable to release its moans any other way.

  Neither one of them halted their actions: Zuvo’s tongue continued probing, Axar kept thrusting into me, and Tarnan edged further into my mouth.

  At that point, my arousal reached new heights, my happiness from earlier now elevated to such intoxicating heights that I didn’t know if I’d ever come down. I moved with them, my body getting its second wind as I steered my way to another, quicker climax. This one felt more profound than the last, the quickness of its onset causing tears to fill my eyes.

  They were tears of unquestionable happiness, undiluted and pure. Not a single one of them fell, they just stayed there as a sign of my unbridled emotions as they crashed together and engulfed me.

  I was lost to a purity that I’d never felt before, and while it was scary, it was the most transcendent sensation I’d ever experienced.

  I was so contented.

  My heart was full.

  Axar

  This was incredible. It was raw, untamed, and loving all at once. Delia was so damn sexy. Her curvaceous shape, the way it bounced against me, her skin smacking against mine - it was exhilarating.

  We’d been at it for quite some time now, her moves still as robust as when we first started; she’d taken all of us and was still half-starved for more. Again, I had to smirk at how lucky I was to be one of three who could take hold of her like this. As I pounded he
r, her tight hole gripping my cock with each orgasm, I couldn’t stop myself from slapping her fantastic ass - it was just too damn magnificent not to. I figured in that moment, that it was one of my favorite parts of her.

  Watching her ass jiggle about, be it with me inside her or her swaying those hips when she walked, was one of the images I kept in mind all hours of the day. The only time it ever left me was when we were fighting, and even then, I just kind of thought about her behind moving about while she fought at our side us.

  “Ahhhh… agh…” I sighed through my climax, my hands pressing down as I unloaded myself, the ridges of her walls massaging everything out of me. Leaning back to let out another satisfied moan, I glanced at Tarnan as he too reached that electrified moment; his body rocked as he held Delia steadily by her hair.

  Both of us caught each others’ eyes, us both sharing a grateful expression as we relaxed our bodies, the tension leaving us with ease. I was completely content, but I knew that Delia wanted more. It wasn’t that her contentment was less than mine, but more that she had a greater insatiable appetite.

  Moving from behind her, I stepped away to watch her move into a position where Zuvo could fully slip his tongue in; my eyes flashed with desire as I watched their show.

  She looked fucking incredible!

  Delia was sat up on her knees now, resting her ass on her calves as she rubbed against his enquiring mouth in a circular motion. From this view I couldn’t see how wet she was, but the noise of her quelching against the barbs of his tongue were painting a good enough picture.

  I just knew those ridges would be gathering up so much of her juices. Lick by lick.

  My hard-on was instantly back at the thought of it; the throb of my cock as it grew larger, the head especially bulging as I thought about teasing her with just the tip. The way it would slightly dip into her, filling her for a second, then moving it back out, leaving her quivering for its return.

  I knew that Delia loved the tease as much as I did - she was a seductress, it was how she could ensnare us so easily.

  Shaking giggles sounded as she held Zuvo in place, her pussy crashing against his open, demanding mouth.

  Delia was really riding him hard, her force as unrelenting as my own; she reminded me of how wild I became during battle. When the adrenaline hit you so hard you couldn’t breathe or even think without that bloodlust raging through your veins.

  Unable to stop myself - not that I wanted to - I lowered by hand to my shaft and stroked, my thumb sometimes rubbing my own slit so that a few drops of semen escaped. Mid-moan, the sound barely above a whisper, I spotted Delia examining me while she bit and licked her lips.

  That look, those small actions, spoke volumes.

  She stood up, brushing a soft hand against Zuvo as she did so, her caress a simple but universal expression of love now shared between us all. Her footsteps were light as she trod towards me, her body awash in dappled light breaking through the clouds.

  To say she was glowing wouldn’t even remotely capture how radiate she was. Delia was dripping, oozing, was, sex when she came towards me.

  Every fiber of her, all her nerve endings, were screaming that she was going to drink me down and swallow me whole. She was the only creature on the entire planet that could do without any resistance.

  When she was only a fingertips distance away, I reached out to take her in my arms. As she came close our lips instantly connected and we exchanged a deep, passionate kiss, our saliva mixing together just as our tongues did.

  Standing there tasting each other, I felt Tarnan and Zuvo come up behind her, their arms wrapping around her too, their lips seeking out exposed sections of her flesh. They then pulled her head towards theirs and kissed her as deeply as I had, us each slipping our tongues into her mouth.

  These kisses had me rock hard within minutes, the urge to go further beating like an angry drum inside my head. But I didn’t break away, nor did I insist for more, I merely remained within this bubble and followed Delia’s lead.

  It was Zuvo who moved Delia first: spinning her around and lifting her up, her pussy easily sliding down his shaft, her flushed pink skin there slick from her moisture. Delia responded in kind, her body rocking and gyrating heavily as he moved her up and down.

  Although she was loving the thrill of it and the way he controlled her movement, soon she was being passed to Tarnan. He too effortlessly guided himself inside, Delia groaning with excitement as she moved from one lover to the next; I hoped it was my turn soon.

  After what felt like far too long, Tarnan looked at me - I outstretched my arms and found her instantly, my strength allowing me to lift her without strain.

  She felt light in my arms. I turned her body so that she was facing me, her rosy cheeks curled into a smile as she regarded me, her eyes screaming with how much she needed me.

  Entering her was deliberately, teasingly, almost painfully, slow.

  Delia’s fingers threaded into my hair at the nape of my neck, tugging slightly as I moved inside her. We were locked together, body, mind and soul, our eyes never leaving the other.

  It was ridiculously hot to fuck her like that - to be so powerless against another that all you could do was move as one. My body was speaking the language of lust, but in my heart, I knew that I adored her.

  She was my everything. I’d die for her, as would the others; no questions, no confusion.

  After Delia’s ecstasy was wholly fulfilled, I laid her down, gently lowering her so that her body barely made a sound as it met the ground. She was precious - our prize, even now.

  Sprawled out there, a vision of pale beauty, we all remained still as we did nothing other than watch her. She didn’t mind us worshipping her like this, though she was still lost in her final throes of passion to even notice.

  I knelt down to join her first, but the other two quickly followed, all three of us coiled around her like a snake.

  This world had changed so much and I had changed along with it. The masters were gone, the land was barren in places but still held potential, and my brothers and I had a queen at our sides. That was part of my post-orgasm experience: to relish every change.

  One that I felt was shared by Tarnan and by Zuvo too - I only had to look at their faces to see it. Both of them were purring and cooing with her, stroking, petting, loving her body, just as I lay there doing the same.

  I was just thankful she savored the attention as much as we loved giving it. There was no way I’d ever be able to leave her alone.

  As we stayed in our cocooned pile, skin on skin, I faintly heard Delia mutter something.

  It sounded as if she hadn’t meant for us to really hear it but judging by the beaming glow that came from her face, I guessed whatever she’d said had been positive.

  Satisfied beyond anything I’d felt in all my years alive, I nestled into her and allowed the world to pass me by as I lay there.

  I wasn’t a thoughtful beast by nature.

  I had no time for such romance.

  In this instant, I was willing to let myself be something I was never designed to be.

  Delia

  Nothing would ever be the same again.

  I’d decided that so very long ago, longer now than I cared to admit, but what it had meant to me then was different to what it did now.

  To say that I’d been lost in my old life, so tired of being used and misplaced, it had been with regret and desperation that I’d taken the job that had landed me here.

  My family were now in another universe, and I was a girl out of her place and time. Yet how I felt right now was beyond happiness - I was overjoyed at having found somewhere where I belonged.

  My need to be a part of a family or a unit had hounded me since childhood, so it was little surprise that I’d wanted to quickly fall into line with this world. But I hadn’t banked on these three tall glasses of hot, sexy goodness finding me, let alone ever loving me.

  And they did love me, I could tell.

  Even when w
e screwed like animals, down in the dirt, the dust swirling around us as we moaned and groan, their love for me never wavered. Mine for them hadn’t either, though I knew that, at times, I’d wanted that love not to be real. Love meant pain, and I’d had enough of that to last three life times.

  “Mine.” I sighed, the word meant for just me and my understanding alone.

  I felt Axar shift beside me, but he was soon back to bedding down again, his arms acting like strong protectors around my petite frame. It didn’t matter if he’d heard, but I didn’t want to ruin this moment with tedious explaining; words could get in the way sometimes.

  I’d learned that from them.

  Being an alien to creatures who were alien to you was hard, even more so when speech was a massive stumbling block.

  But our fumbling about trying to understand one another had proven worthwhile, with all of us now knowing just enough of our words to get by, though the faulty translator had helped no end! The idea of fixing it and being able to talk with them freely was almost as heady to me as my orgasms.

  There was a purple tinge to the sky as I looked up from my secure, comfortable huddle; bodies surrounded me, their rhythmic breathing perfectly in unison.

  Oh, how I’d have loved to have been able to see what we looked like from above - I bet we looked a picture!

  One woman and her alien hybrids, collapsed in a sweaty heap, all four of us so spent that we could barely move.

  It sounded so crazy, but it was my life now, it was what my life had been for days and weeks of exploration.

  Funny how I was able to accept that truth now, without hesitation, yet at the start the idea had terrified me. What had once been deemed a hellscape to me was now my home.

  I still wanted to leave the planet eventually, however. Assuming my ship could be fixed, or that we could find our way back to it now.

  Not because I didn’t like it here - it had its own unique charm, after all - but because I didn’t feel that there was much more for us to learn or discover.