Leah couldn’t stop thinking about what the aliens were undoubtedly doing in the hold. She’d waited mere minutes before going into her room, throwing herself onto the huge, soft bed, and touched herself the way she wished they would. She lay in the nest of her skinsuit, furiously rolling her nipples between her fingers, and imagined it was the Alphans taking turns with her breasts. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine golden skin pressed in all around her. Even if they were just fucking each other in between her legs, she bet they’d feel amazing. She was quick to get herself off.
After so many months alone, she’d learned her body better than she ever had on Earth. One finger stroked over the shaft of her clit while the other hand snaked around her mons, letting her press two fingers into herself. Her wrist would hurt later, but the release of sexual tension as she drove herself to climax in only a few minutes was worth it. Now she’d be able to look at them without feeling an empty throbbing between her legs, and the urge to brush up against them just for some casual skin-to-skin interaction would be … not gone but lessened.
She cleaned up quickly just in case they could smell what she’d been doing and wandered back into the common areas. There was something that looked like it might be a kitchen, but there was no equipment she was familiar with. She’d seen the kitchen on the Vagnashian ship once, and the one look she’d gotten of bacterial mats and primordial ooze-like stews that they grew under special lighting had given her cause to never go looking again.
The men reappeared after an hour. All the areas Leah would have called reddened if they’d been human were gone. The burgeoning blisters and any dark, tender-looking spots had vanished as if they’d never been. The satisfied looks on their faces were the worst parts of it, and she tried hard not to picture who had been giving and who had been receiving. Maybe they both had.
“We heal quickly,” Nalan said. She must have looked more interested than she’d thought. “Especially if we have sex.”
Wow, he was blunt. “You guys really don’t try to hide much,” she commented. Of course she’d known what they were doing, but she hadn’t tried to think about it in too much detail lest her fingers go wandering longer and they’d caught her.
Nalan looked curious. “Why would we? Bonding between warriors isn’t uncommon, especially with how few women we have.”
Now she was confused. “Wait, so would you not all be gay if women were more available?”
Gelar shrugged. “I cannot tell you exact statistics. It is not something we track, but many warriors bond first with each other and then bring another into their bond.”
“Women, men, or both?” she pressed. God, this was embarrassing. She didn’t exactly want to play twenty questions with her hosts, but it was a concept so different from how humanity generally did things that she couldn’t help herself.
“In our case, it would be a woman,” Gelar said. He exchanged a long look with Nalan. “In many cases, Alphan men prefer the company of other men whether they are Alphan or human.”
“What about lesbians?” she asked.
Nalan winced. “Women who similarly prefer other women? It is not unheard of, but at least on Alpha, such a thing is not allowed until we resolve the infertility crisis and resulting lack of women. Females are too precious to be allowed the exclusive company of other women.”
Leah took that tidbit and stored it away. While she wasn’t interested in women herself, the idea that lesbians would be left to die on Earth unless they converted only fueled her desire to find an alternative to Earth that didn’t include kowtowing to the Alphans’ need to breed.
“So are you guys looking for another guy to join you?” she asked.
“We have decided that if we were to invite another to join us, it would be a female,” Nalan said. She noticed that he seemed to be choosing his words carefully. Was that something they all did? They spoke so formally. Leah tried not to think about what it would be like to be that woman, pressed between two of the most attractive males she’d ever seen.
Ask me if I’d be interested, she thought at both of them. Ask me. God, why couldn’t humans have been blessed with the ability to influence the thoughts of other creatures!
“Are such relationships common on Earth?” Nalan asked.
“Triads? Not really,” she said. She’d heard of a few, but she’d never seen the point of being in one herself. There had never been a couple she’d wanted enough, or who had expressed interest.
“Are you one such woman who prefers other women?” Gelar asked.
“No,” she said truthfully. “I had my share of sex with men before I left Earth, but other women were never something that really caught my eye.”
“Good,” Nalan said. “Because we had a favor to ask of you.”
Oh, God, here it comes, she thought. This is where you find out they were lying and they slap a collar on you forever. “Kneel before us and accept this token of our ownership.”
“This is probably a conversation better had in our quarters,” Nalan said. “Will you come with us?”
Confused, she followed them back to the door next to hers, which slid open to reveal what she considered to be Spartan quarters. It was similar to what was in her own room, but while she hadn’t even had a chance to unpack yet, their presumably fully lived-in room only bore the addition of soft sheets and blankets on the unmade bed and a wide desk. There was no ornamentation on the walls except what appeared to be a personal weapons rack that displayed several blasters and bladed weapons.
The three of them crowded into the room and the door shut behind them, though Leah made sure to be the closest one to it. She wasn’t going down without a fight, but if this was how she was going to be introduced to being a sex slave, it was an unusual one.
“You are aware that Gelar and I are bondmates,” Nalan said, turning to her. “We have not hidden this from you.”
She shrugged. “I’m not homophobic, if that’s what you were driving at.”
“I want you to teach him,” Nalan said, pointing at Gelar. The other Alphan colored slightly, but he kept his gaze level with hers despite the height difference.
“Teach him … what?” she asked.
“How to suck cock properly.”
Leah stopped breathing. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Human women are smaller, more fragile than even Alphan women are. Surely you must know different ways to pleasure a man.”
Her mind filled with all the different ways she wanted to show them pleasure. “I—yes? Like I said, I’m not a virgin but what do you mean you want me to teach him?”
Gelar was suddenly on his knees between them, his face level with Nalan’s groin and her stomach. “Show me what I need to do to suck cock like a human woman,” he said, looking up at her with those incredible golden eyes.
Leah’s mouth was abruptly so, so dry and she swallowed thickly. “Ah, well, first you take it out.” She had to fight to not shudder as she watched the contrast between Gelar’s golden fingers and the silver buttons on Nalan’s black pants. Gelar’s fingers were rough on the fastenings, almost ripping them off as he followed her commands.
Her fingers on his stilled their motions. “Not like that.” She caressed his fingers, marveling at how large they were. Square tipped and wide, they were still able to manipulate the tiny buttons that lined the first mate’s groin.
She sank to her knees next to Gelar. “Let me show you,” she said. If this was the closest she’d get to either of them, she’d take the opportunity and savor it for however long it took to get back to Earth.
Leah slowly undid Nalan’s pants button by button, taking long, teasing strokes of her fingers over him through the cloth in between each fastening.
Beneath her touches, the first mate began to stiffen visibly beneath his pants.
Gelar took over, continuing down the line until all the buttons were undone. “Like this?”
She nodded. “Good,” she said. “You want to draw it out a little, tantalize him. Make him think about what you’re going to do rather than just getting down to it.”
“He likes to do that to me,” Gelar said in that deep voice of his, staring into her eyes as he reached his fingers into the other man’s pants to lift him out slowly.
Leah tried not to think about what that must look like. “Now you wrap your fingers around him and stroke him a little while he’s still in his pants. You want to tease, make him sensitive.”
Nalan stood rock steady, watching them both with a clear gleam of hunger in his eyes.
“Can I touch you?” she asked. His full length was finally free and standing proudly in front of her face. God, his cock was just as golden as the rest of him, though a little darker towards the tip.
“Lean in with me,” she instructed Gelar. They both moved until their lips were almost touching the hot, smooth skin of his turgid cock.
“Like this,” she whispered, and she started tracing the tip of her tongue up from Nalan’s base all the way to the tip. A bead of pre-cum was already growing there and she took a risk and swiped it away with her tongue, tucking it into her mouth to taste him.
God, he tasted like man and sweat and cum. It was something she hadn’t had since Earth, and she wanted more of it.
On the other side, Gelar was following her example. His mouth was working around the base of Nalan’s cock so she took it upon herself to wrap her lips around the thick head. A muffled groan sounded above them as Nalan’s cock hardened further beneath their ministrations.
“Cup the balls,” she said, taking her mouth away for a brief moment.
Gelar bumped her head as he traded places with her at the spit-slick head and lifted his fingers to curl around Nalan’s furred balls.
“Like that?” he said, though it was muffled.
“Yeah,” she whispered. It seemed like he had Nalan well in hand, though it left her out in the cold. Then she had an idea.
“Can I show you more?” she asked, praying he would say yes.
Gelar lifted his mouth away with a wet pop. “Like what?” he said.
“Take off your pants,” she commanded, wrapping both hands around Nalan’s cock. “I’ll keep him hard.”
The captain’s pants soon hit the floor, along with the rest of his clothes, though Nalan remained fully clothed except for where his cock stood out brazenly. She sucked and stroked him while Gelar divested himself of his clothes, and then he rejoined her. She couldn’t help but marvel at the smooth golden skin that covered his entire body. He was so alien and yet so human-looking at the same time.
She gave up her position kneeling next to Gelar and lay down on the floor instead, with her head looking up at Nalan. His eyes were dark, and she wondered if he knew what she was doing.
“Kneel over my face,” she said. Neither man seemed to discuss anything and she briefly wondered how they were agreeing to everything she said before gold skin filled her view and Gelar settled over her. His ass pressed down into her still-covered breasts and she wished she’d thought to take her clothes off too. A long cock rested along the side of her face where his thighs framed her head and she took a moment to inhale the masculine smell of him.
His balls were large and she could only fit one in her mouth at a time, but she did what she could. Long, slow licks along each one, wrapping her tongue around the back to drag up to the front while she stroked him. Gelar’s cock wasn’t as wide as Nalan’s, but it was longer and curved in a way she knew from experience would feel really good with her riding him. She pushed his ass up and his hips back until she was able to raise her head enough to fit him into her mouth.
“Repeat on him what I do on you,” she commanded.
He grunted and she began licking down his cock then back up before she made full use of her lips and tongue. They laved over his head, leaving it glistening while she made out with it as she would a human. Do the Alphans even kiss? she wondered woozily as she sucked down drop after drop of pre-cum. It was like a drug and she drank down all of it.
Over them, Nalan moaned. She decided to switch things up—she didn’t want them to come too soon!—and took Gelar deeper into her mouth. Her tongue remained busy, working around all of the shaft she could reach while she gagged herself on him.
His wet balls hit her in the chin over and over as his hips began to work unconsciously, fucking her mouth.
Fuck, I wish I could trade my mouth for my pussy, she thought. Her hand stole down her jumpsuit and between her legs, undoing the flap that allowed her bathroom access without being naked. She was already slick with need, and she drew her fingers up and over her clit, finding it hard and sensitive. It had been far too long since she’d been with anyone but herself.
She rubbed in circles, forcing Gelar further and further into her mouth and back out again, hoping she was representing her skills accurately. Oh, the things she could do if they’d let her fuck them for real!
There was an almost animalistic howl overhead as Nalan’s legs quivered and locked.
Oh, God. Is that the noise they make when they come?
It shot from her nipples to her clit and without even aiming to, her fingers slid inside and left her to press the heel of her hand over her clit and mons.
“Fuck,” she groaned. Her other hand was still cupping Gelar’s balls, but they were tightening quickly. She hadn’t meant for them to orgasm this soon, but apparently her sucking skills were still on par. Gelar’s knees tightened around her head as he shifted, truly fucking her mouth now. She opened up, relaxing her jaw, and enjoyed it as her fingers continued trying to reach for something he could have gotten at easily with that cock.
Gelar’s breathing shortened, and she looked up to see him staring down at her. Nalan’s cock was no longer visible, and his mouth was hanging open slightly as he panted. Small fangs were obvious in his mouth and his hand wound into her hair.
“You like that, human?” Nalan said from somewhere overhead.
“Mmmf,” she said. Was he watching her touch herself? She sped up the frantic motion of her wrist, grinding up into her hand.
“Leah,” Gelar grunted. His eyes were locked with hers, and his hips were—were—
Cum shot into her mouth in thick ropes and she swallowed it all, wondering if it was golden like the rest of them. She let her orgasm overtake her with the taste of real cum filling her mouth and smelling just like human cum. Her teeth sank in just a little as her head dropped back but Gelar didn’t seem to mind, lost in his own spasm.
He finally began to soften in her mouth and she suckled him gently as they both came down and he lowered himself to his elbows over her.
She eeled out from under him after one final lick that made him shudder, hastily doing up her suit.
Both men looked extremely satisfied. Where Gelar had dropped onto his hands and knees on the floor, Nalan had sat back on the bed and was watching them both.
She stared back at him. “Was that what you had in mind?” she asked boldly.
“I can speak for both of us when I say we are extremely satisfied,” he said.
Satisfied. The word burned with a memory on Earth where she’d been called merely satisfactory after a one-night stand. She’d eaten his ass and shown him things he didn’t think it or he could do and he’d called her satisfactory.
“Ah,” she said. It was all she could say. This whole thing was so confusing. First, they said they weren’t slavers, and then they were gay but both were willing to at least have her touch them, and now she was deemed as being satisfying.
Beneath them, Gelar began to flatten out on the floor.
“I’m going to go take a shower,” she said. “And I think I’ve got some unpacking to do.”
Gelar’s knees slid back beneath him and his perfect ass raised up into the air, and she couldn’t take it anymore. The door lock panels seemed to work like they had on the Vagnashian ship and she took full advantage of her new familiarity with alien technology. She triggered the door to open then shut behind her and retreated to find what passed for a shower on the scout ship. Maybe she could try to wash away her mistakes.