onto that dick, but
I needed relief. I let my head fall forward to the floor, my ass in the air, so
I could touch myself. With one, I rubbed my clit, giving myself a little
relief. The other, I pinched and pulled an aching nipple.
Setterus made small thrusts. Each time, he went a little
further in. His hands were on my hips, gripping me tightly as if he thought I’d
get away. Finally, I felt his groin tight against my ass as he held there,
fully inside me. I was consumed. Completely filled. He was a part of me. And I
needed him to move.
“Fuck me,” I commanded.
His hips bucked.
Vorreka grunted and hissed, “Yes.”
Setterus found a rhythm and I closed my eyes to enjoy every
sensation. Every time he punched into my pussy, he’d be drawing his ass off of
Vorreka’s cock. Each time he withdrew, he’d be fucking himself on Vorreka.
Setterus moaned and made noises in his chest. He was coming undone. His newfound
rhythm went erratic.
“I’m going to come in you,” Vorreka growled. “Fill your ass
with my come. I’ve dreamed of this. Your virgin ass taking me. I did that. I
made you hard. I made you beg for it.”
I shut it out. It turned me on but made me bare my teeth
against the rug beneath my face. With a harsh pace, I worked my clit, needing
to get off and get out of here to understand why tears leaked from my eyes as
my pussy wept with cream for more, more, more.
Setterus slammed into me so hard my face slid along the rug.
With a yell he came inside me. His cock jerked and vibrated. Warmth coated me.
Vorreka grunted in a way I recognized. That slippery and hot come inside me
made me even hotter, imagining how it might feel jetting inside Setterus’s ass.
That thought sent me over. I came so hard I saw stars.
I slid forward and Setterus popped out of my cunt. He
groaned and fell next to me. Vorreka made a sound in his chest and knelt next
to us. His chest heaved and his skin glistened with sweat. His cock was shiny
with lube and still semi-erect. Delicious, really. The alien was a perfect
specimen. His nipples were still pebbled and his piercing shone in the light.
His expression was still rigid, not quite as spent or pleased as I’d have
expected after a hot fucking like that. He frowned at me.
“I didn’t follow our own customs and ask if I might take
pleasure from your mate. If you’d like to report me, I can…”
“My permission?” I blurted.
Setterus rolled to his side and wrapped his arm around my
waist. He pulled me against him and his nose nuzzled my ear. Softly, he
explained. “Matings for a permanent family happens in a triad. Two females and
one male. One of the females is a woman of your kind who takes to the serum
that allows breeding. We need all three in order to create a child. Once the
mating triad is formed, they all have a say in how sexual relations happen
outside the triad. Custom is to bring friends to bed when the mood strikes and
to participate in the Gatherings, where sharing is encouraged. Especially of
concubines since they are rare. If a concubine isn’t a part of a mating,
sometimes the adults in a family are anywhere from three to up to seven or so.”
“Seven?” I slanted my head toward his and couldn’t help but
kiss his swollen lips. Affection made me feel a little giddy. I’d never been
close to a man before. This feeling was strange. “I don’t understand. It seems
as if anyone can have sex whenever and however they like.”
Setterus nodded. “It is our custom to be open. Be assured,
friends frequently share beds and partners. But only if their mates are of like
mind. A few families do not wish to be open. You are my mate. We do not need
another in order to breed. I did not ask you if you would like to invite Vorreka
to join us.”
His cheeks streaked with that adorable dark blush again.
“But I did promise him, before you and I mated.”
I stroked his cheek and he leaned into me. Vorreka’s
stillness was a presence in the discussion even though
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