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"Fuck. You. Feel. So. Good." I screamed out as I nuzzled my face into Broma's chest. I felt the warmth of my hair tangling up with Broma's ormete, and he wrapped his arms around me.
"I hope you're not tired, little mate," Pheyal said as he kneeled to pet my hair.
Vaquel gripped my hips and thrust so deep my eyes rolled back, my toes curled, and my hand flung out to grip Pheyal's arm for support.
I fucking loved the sound of his cock slick with Pheyal and Broma's seed slapping inside of me, pushing the seed deeper, making room for his own.
"Tell me what you want," Vaquel demanded.
"I want to be so full you force the seed to drip from my pussy. Then I want you to fuck me to force it back where I need it."
"Nephing stars, you're so perfect," Vaquel moaned as he came hard, and I squirted on Broma beneath me. My body tensed up and spasmed, riding the wave until my limbs were jelly.
I squirmed and rubbed my clit on Broma, and he chuckled. "You'll feel better once you've absorbed our seed, but we'll scratch that itch for you until it's settled. A mated unGor can still pleasure their mate while they wait for their seed to replenish. Our cocks are still hard for you."
Vaquel slowly worked his cock inside of me, making me moan. I wasn't ready to be done, and I reached for Pheyal's cock. His ormete tentacles surrounding it wrapped around my hand, and I guided him to my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked him from base to tip, tasting both his seed and my own juices. He smelled like me, and I loved it.
"You're everything, and mine," I told them before I let the mating heat take me once more.
Chapter twenty-two
Broma
With our mating bond completed, I no longer felt the pain of our separation because I knew and felt the bond, no matter where she was.I also knew exactly when Vaquel couldn'tkeep his hands off her and made my cock swell in public, I thought with a playful chuckle.
Evie had decided she wanted to give the unGor egg to Violet when she understood that it didn't contain any of my genetics, like my seed. She had held off before when she thought she'd be sharing something that was only meant for her, but I would make more for her and they were hers to decide what to do with. She called the egg a worm, which I still couldn't understand.
I had looked up what an Earth worm was, and I still didn't think they were similar. An unGor egg transferred nutrients, created from my own body, and assisted the creation of life. A worm ate dirt from their planet's surface, and even had its own reproductive system, and some of them were parasites that stole nutrients from their host. If anything, her worm was more like the waustenger, but with no teeth. I'd debate this issue with her another time.
Luckily, or perhaps it was fated, the unGor egg was exactly what Violet needed to be well enough to wake from her mating slumber. Her body was struggling to provide for the life growing inside her and she didn't have enough energy left over to be awake. Her body knew that all its resources were diverted to the offspring. With the unGor egg, she awoke the very next day, and the offspring was growing much healthier and stronger without taxing Violet's body too much.
It was refreshing to see Evie happy and doing what she called "hanging" with the girls.
Not once did I see any of them "hang", but I'm told it isn't literal.
"You're certain?" I asked Medic Ul-Ro.
"Mier-Lo took the ship before I was scheduled to re-board. Honestly, I'm uncertain when she actually took off. It could have been dan stars ago if she left as soon as we landed."
"And King of the House of Nel, he knows this?" I questioned.
"He does, but he can't go himself when his death, or his mates, would put necia warriors across the galaxy in danger. If the trill wanted to take leadership again, all they'd have to do is kill them. Our independence from their control is too early to risk for one warrior."
"One warrior that tried to kill two humans," I corrected him. This set a dangerous precedent that I could not allow to stand. The trinket she gave us contained a microchip that activated the bracelets that both Violet and Evie wore from the ship to prevent any breach from AI programs.
The only reason I was talking reasonably at all right now was because Chief Wren-Kal had removed the bracelets before Mier-Lo's gift ever accomplished its goal. If he hadn't done that… both humans might have been dead right now. I say might have, because being on Necias Prime was the perfect place to be when trying to heal unknown nanotech. Their blood could have helped fight off the invasion of their systems until we could figure out how to stop it or reprogram them. I had to remind myself that even if Mier-Lo's plan had worked that Evie would still be here. That she wouldn't have been gone.
Otherwise, I would be living up to my name of being the Mad King of AsunGor.
"Vaquel would remind us to tell Evie about this," Pheyal added. I could already tell just by glancing at him that he was planning his own actions to bring Mier-Lo to his own kind of justice.
"Yes, you're right," I agreed. "But I'm told humans prefer not to know until they are certain there are no complications. Even BOD has stated Evie's desire not to be told of details that would be considered upsetting."
"Why does she choose to keep him when he implanted a chip of his hard drive in her spine without permission?" Medic Ul-Ro questioned.
"She enjoys his company, and BOD likes that she asks him questions while he is not so secretly recording her life like a human research project. She likes that she'll be useful to future humans in the universe with BOD’sefforts," I told them both. Pheyal nodded, understanding that he wasn't much of a talker, like Vaquel, and there were many conversations that he didn't get to have with our mate because of that. He still liked to listen to everything, even if it is relayed by me or Vaquel.
"BOD has also generously been paying my mate ridiculous sums of credits to compensate for what he realized was a violation of her consent. She wants to use them to help fund more efforts to Earth women, so they aren't forced to choose contracts to survive, but choose contracts because they wish to," I continued, avoiding the conversation I was supposed to be having. "Perhaps we'll send a representative to Earth to encourage more mating contracts. Evie has said we should create a consulate and even get volunteer unGors to settle on Earth."
