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I thought it was the perfect end for the night. But no, they were just starting.
Whatever the aliens who kidnapped me did to my body, I was able to keep up with the demands of my two lovers that night.
Chapter Eleven
Zirc
“You always wake up ahead of me,” Roqs whispered close to my ears. I felt his arms surround me from the back. His cock always at the ready, brushing my buttocks.
I looked out the window. There is a mist in town. Never a good sign in this town. But I don’t feel threatened. None at all.
This is what I imagined my life would be. Days and nights with Roqs at my side. Doing things we always love. Missions, adventure, sex. Without the burden of our tribe. Like what we did in the old days.
I think I’m growing old reminiscing like this. Waking up with Roqs, regardless of who our sex partner was, is the highlight of my mission. A reprieve from the responsibilities of my group, friends and the Elders.
“Thinking deep thoughts again,” he murmured as he licked the side of my neck. Biting me exactly at the same spot he did last night. Where I asked Brin to bite me as well.
“What’s on your mind that is making you so hard?” Roqs stopped licking me and simply grabbed my cock. I can feel some pre-cum oozing out thinking about the third party in the room.
I leaned back as Roqs started to circle his palm along my cock and using our natural lubricant, moved his hand up and down my cock. Making it harder.
“Roqs,”I hissed when he stopped at the base of my cock. I wanted him to continue and forget about other things occupying my mind right now.
Roqs stiffened. We’ve known each other since we were small. Growing up in the same tribe. We used to hate each other. But circumstances drove us together and we thought we’re meant to be mates.
And he knew my mood as well.
“What aboutherthat is riling you up, lover?” he whispered, trying not to wake up the third person in our bed.
I also didn't want to wake her up so I dragged Roqs to the bath, carefully closing the door with my tail and ravishing his mouth. His head thud against the tiles but I know his head is hard as a rock. And his cock is always hard for me as I pump it. I don’t want to think right now. I just want to feel.
I licked a trail from his mouth, to his neck, to his nipples that are hard points. I sucked on them making him hiss and his tail impaling him. Roqs doesn’t like to be taken. He likes to take. So it’s rare for him to allow me to do this. Taking time to pleasure him.
When I had enough time to taste him, I went down and sucked his cock. Sucked him greedily while my tail poked him behind. I deepthroat him while my tail pushed past it’s limits inside his ass and he exploded. His taste exploded in my mouth and reminded me of home, safety, love and Roqs.
He did not go flaccid unlike in our youth. He grabbed me, pushed me against the tile and roughly took me behind.
Just the way I liked it.
The cold tiles are a nice contrast to the burning I feel from my groin and up. Roqs leaned against me as he pumped my cock faster and harder with his hands. When I gasped, he used his tail to silence me. Being taken like this, by Roqs, is a feeling I don’t want to lose. I like the feel of his cock in my ass. His hands on my cock. His tail deepthroated me to the point I felt the need to gag but didn’t complain.
His harsh warm breath against my neck is stimulating me more.
I erupted. My moans gagged by the tail on my throat. I felt him cummed inside. We continued to cum while he slowly pulled his tail out of me.
We were both panting.
I felt Roqs move to open the shower. The warm water soothes our skin. Yet a part of me felt primitive to wash away Roqs and Brin’s smell on mine.
Yet, we’re both adults and know playtime is over. We need to talk about our next steps.
He pulled out and freed me then we just looked at each other. Understanding that whatever is happening to me is not normal.
I do not feel the same pull I feel about Brin when I look at Roqs. Even now. The five months did not make me hungry for him, the same way I felt when I only lost Brin for mere ten days.
Roqs knew and he felt sad. Sad for us.
“I still want us to be mates, lover,” I told him quietly. Desperately.
