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the unexpected moves. Mason pinched and smacked at Jonah’s cock as he fucked him hard. They’d never treat Sammie like that unless she asked for it, but the men’s tolerance for rough play was higher.
    Her moans turned to screams, and Jonah looked down. Dorian had three fingers in her cunt and her clit in his teeth. She was no fragile flower, clearly! Her climax drove Mason faster, and Jonah focused on the pressure deep inside his body. The orgasm made him bury his face between her breasts as he took the waves of pleasure. Mason never stopped thrusting and his shouts filled the room as he came in Jonah’s ass.
    As Jonah caught his breath, he felt even more fingers working his cock. His orgasm had been all internal, and his cock responded to the attention. Sammie seemed focused on the tip while Mason abused his balls. Dorian moved in and kissed Jonah’s mouth. The small spark of affection triggered another release. He wasn’t sure he had any cum left, but it felt damn good.
    “So we definitely need a shower before we get some sleep. Can’t we forget that ship thing ever happened and just keep this development?” She kissed Dorian and Jonah before sliding from underneath them. She kissed Mason and ran her fingers through her hair.
    “Tomorrow won’t be fun, but we’ll get through it, together,” Jonah said.
    * * * *
    Mason had watched the other two men have their repressed memories reviewed. Rather, an attempt was made. The interrogation began after Mason’s brain failed to reveal any suppressed information.
    “You four aren’t assigned to Dreamland. So why were you flying so close?” Hastings asked.
    “We were testing the new aircrafts. I’m sure you got our orders from our base.” Mason noted how Hastings had gone from sympathetic yesterday to accusatory today.
    “You know you’re aliens. You knew what was happening. You couldn’t haul ass out of there faster?” Hastings stomped around the conference room.
    “We tried. They caught Sam’s craft. We don’t leave a member of the team behind,” Dorian replied coldly.
    “You damn well do when it’s aliens. This isn’t the Taliban. It’s not some terrorist group out to make a point about putting women in the back of the bus or allowing religious rule to be the law. These are technically superior aliens who could’ve taken you all. They probably sucked all the military knowledge out of your brains.” Hastings tossed their files on the table.
    “Why are you really upset, Commander? We weren’t going to let Sammie be taken. She’s a woman and females are much fewer on the Keelon home planet—at least, when we left, that was the case.” Jonah shrugged.
    “Oh, I know all about your womb shortage. Three or four men linked up as a fighting group and you get one woman between you. Screw each other when at war and hope to produce little aliens when you get home. That’s normal for you. Here, I don’t know what the hell to do with it,” Hastings raged. “You three should’ve been assigned here to me permanently.”
    Mason finally understood the anger. “We had an opportunity to fly, and Sammie was at the California base. We’ve never once given away our condition or endangered anyone.”
    “Until now. Do you think the aliens grabbed her because she’s perky and cute? Or because she was flanked by three alien runaways?” Hastings sat with a sigh.
    “So you believe the Keelons will try to retake their lost citizens? It wouldn’t take all these trips to take us out. The ship we were on that crashed had maybe a few dozen young boys who survived and were allowed to be in your society. It wouldn’t take them that long to find us all.” Jonah shook his head.
    “They don’t care about us. The Keelons care what humans have learned about us. How much of a threat are the humans? Sounds like the Keelons are planning to invade,” Dorian said.
    Hastings nodded. “That’s the current theory. They abduct women mostly. Some might be pregnant. We