Accidental Slave to the Kralians: Sci-Fi Ménage Romance (The Complete Edition) Page 13

  “What?”

  “A change of perspective… roles reversed…” She stood up and started stripping. “Aedar, you’re not allowed to touch yourself as you watch.” Completely naked, she straddled Kryan’s hips and guided the head of his thick, long cock to her dripping entrance. She slid herself down the length as she looked into his eyes. “We don’t need you. You need us. You should be the pleasure slaves. We’ll treat you well, you know.”

  Kryan burst out laughing, but he was soon cut off when she grabbed his nipple between her fingers and twisted mercilessly. As her pussy engulfed his throbbing member, it didn’t matter, though. The pain was almost welcomed. It made everything that more intense, which was so new to him. Exciting, but also scary. No other woman had made Kryan, the captain of the Hordaa, hurt.

  Avery noticed the change in him. She could feel him. It was as if her heart was connected to his heart, and as she moved on top of him, rolling her hips seductively, she knew she was in charge. She knew she was controlling him, and not the other way around.

  “Something wrong, Kryan?”

  When he threw her a confused, almost lost glance, she smirked and proceeded to attack his lips with angry kisses and bites. She didn’t need him to answer her. She didn’t need him to say anything at all. She could feel it so intensely that she was in danger of confusing her own emotions to his. And it was intoxicating! She bounced on his lap, lifting her hips and impaling herself on his cock faster and harder, as her sharp nails racked all over his chest and shoulders. She was vaguely aware of Aedar’s eyes on her back. She didn’t have to turn around to know that he was barely resisting the need to touch himself. All she had to do was focus on his presence, to close her eyes and picture him in her head, and she was immediately flooded with his thoughts and feelings.

  Avery smiled. This was what she was addicted to. Yes, the sex was great, and yes, having two men ready to pleasure her was empowering, but what truly filled her with joy and a deep sense of belonging, with the knowledge that she was right where she was supposed to be, was the connection. As fun and dirty as it was to have Aedar watch her ride his brother, she needed to feel them both against her body, inside her, all over her. She opened her eyes, smiled down at Kryan, then jumped off him and turned around.

  “Come here.”

  As she climbed back on Kryan’s lap, this time facing away from him, she watched as a very naked, very hard Aedar strolled toward her. His purple cock bounced with every move he made, and the muscles in his abdomen tensed when she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his pulsating length. Kryan grabbed her waist and helped her lower herself on his shaft again, then guided her and kept her steady as she started moving, slowly and tentatively at first, then faster as she gained confidence and momentum. It was a good thing she was fit and strong, otherwise, the reverse cowgirl position would have given her a headache instead of that perfect rub against her G-spot. As she leaned back against Kryan’s wide, ripped chest, she pulled Aedar closer, until he had to lift his right leg on the couch to reach her. She took the round head between her lips and devoured the tiny drops of pre-cum that had gathered around the slit as she teased his heavy sack with feathery touches.

  Aedar growled deep in his chest and grabbed the back of her head to gain some control. After going through the torture of watching Kryan’s cock move in and out of her tight pussy while he couldn’t do anything to alleviate his own ache, all he wanted was to shoot his seed down her throat as he held her still and watched her swallow all of it. He had no idea why he’d taken her order seriously, and now he had no clue why he was holding back, either. For a fragile human, little, naughty Avery had an incredible amount of power over them. Even as he held her head so he could drive his cock deeper into her mouth, Aedar didn’t feel like he was the one in control. It was hard to explain, but he felt like he was still following some unspoken orders.

  Kryan held on to Avery for dear life. He was so close, and he knew she was, too. The three of them had found a good rhythm, but even though they needed release, they also wanted to prolong the pleasure of being so close, so connected, of dancing toward the same goal. Her hot, wet pussy clenched and unclenched around his cock while her sinful mouth worked his brother. Her pale, luscious skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, and she smelled amazing. He let his hand wander round her belly, then down her pelvis, until his fingers reached her swollen clit. He felt her tense for a second, then bounce on top of him harder, as if he’d just stirred something inside of her, something that had been missing. He kissed her shoulder and let his fingers dig lower between her folds and spread the slippery juices all over her pussy lips and her clit.

  Avery had never thought it would be so hard to focus on doing two things at once. Being in charge of fucking a guy’s brains out while sucking another was the most difficult multi-tasking she’d probably done in her life. It was crazy good, but it was also challenging. Now, with Kryan rubbing her sensitive nub like there was no tomorrow, she was close to losing her mind. Her whole body tensed as she was getting ready to leave the plateau of pleasure and jump over the edge. She sucked Aedar’s cock hard as she used her hand to pump the base, then swirled her tongue around the head just the way she knew he liked it. When he exploded into her mouth, she closed her eyes, moaned deep in her chest, and carefully swallowed every drop. She was so close… so close that she could almost taste her own orgasm.

  Aedar pulled out and leaned over her, cupping her face with one hand as his other hand went to knead her breast.

  “Look at me, beautiful,” he whispered.

  Avery’s sea blue eyes met his silver-gray orbs.

  “Come for us.”

  “Mmm…”

  She was unable to form any coherent thoughts, let alone string words together. Kryan’s fingers were doing magic on her clit, as his cock stretched her to the limit. Aedar pinched her nipple, and the mixture of pain and sheer pleasure finally made her come all over Kryan’s lap. The two men held her in place as she rode her orgasm. She was so lost in her own heaven that she almost missed Kryan coming inside her, coating her walls with his seed.

  “Oh, God…” she managed to mumble. “Oh… I can’t… I need to lie down.”

  Aedar chuckled and helped her off his brother.

  Avery shivered when she felt Kryan’s still hard cock slip out of her pussy, and some of his seed following suit, dripping down her pussy lips and hitting her inner thighs. She felt deliciously sweaty and dirty. Even though a shower was in order, she didn’t mind staying like this for a while, covered in the Kralians’ fluids. Before she could get a grip of her surroundings, she found herself lying in a soft bed, with two sexy purple aliens on either side.

  “Did I answer your question?” she asked Kryan.

  “Huh?”

  “You asked me why I was here. Did I give you a satisfactory answer?”

  He laughed and kissed the top of her head.

  “Oh yes, princess.”

  Aedar cupped her breast and snuggled against her side as if he was ready for a good night’s sleep, when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

  Avery almost jumped out of her skin. She’d been so lost in the moment that she’d forgotten there were maids and servants in the house. Oh! And they’d just had sex in the living room! It wasn’t exactly like public sex, but it was close, since the butler could have walked in on them at any time.

  “Master Kit, Master Alex…”

  It was the butler alright.

  “There’s a phone call for you.”

  “I hope this is important,” Kryan yelled back. He didn’t move from his spot, though.

  “Yes, I believe it is. Miss Summer insisted she needs to talk to you as soon as possible.”

  Both Kryan and Aedar jumped off the bed and grabbed the first clothes they could find in the nearest closet.

  “Medo never calls on the house phone,” said Aedar.

  “Where’s my mobile?” asked Kryan confused.

>   “Downstairs? Mine too.”

  “She must have tried to get a hold of us…”

  “What’s happening?” Avery sat up in bed, alarmed. She was too exhausted to move more than that, though.

  “I don’t know,” said Kryan. “We’ll find out in a minute, won’t we?”

  He opened the door, took the phone from the middle-aged man, and sent him away before he could spot Avery. It wasn’t as if it was any secret that the blonde beauty was their lover, but none of the members of the house staff knew who she really was. For them, she was Poppy Tonks, talented rising star, not Special Agent Avery Tonkin.

  “Yes, Medo. What’s up?”

  Avery and Aedar waited impatiently while Kryan listened to Medo for a few long minutes before grunting something in response and ending the call.

  “Yeah, she’s been trying to reach us for the past two hours.”

  Avery’s eyes widened. “We’ve had sex for two hours?!”

  Kryan gave her a cocky smirk, but his next words had nothing to do with her observation.

  “The lab results came in. Both for the invisibility serum and the strange connection slash empathy between humans and Kralians.”

  “The serum,” said Avery breathlessly. “Am I dying?”

  “No. Apparently, it has no side effects on your species. Dreamland was right. While it affects Kralians, Cattalians, Valgans, Norgavians, and Minarians, leading to terrible disease and then death, it does not affect humans. As fragile and helpless as you look, your genes are, actually, stronger than ours. And, talking about genes…”

  Avery let out a sigh of relief. She could almost cry with joy. She wiped the corners of her eyes and wasn’t surprised when the tips of her fingers ended up slightly damp.

  “What about genes?” Aedar asked.

  “It’s what Kralians and humans have in common. Just as I thought. Except… I never dared to believe the similarities could be so significant.”

  “What do you mean? Spill it out already!”

  Kryan looked at his brother, then at Avery. He smiled mysteriously.

  “A whole gene sequence. As if… both our species share the same ancestor.”

  Avery blinked. She opened her mouth, closed it, then opened it again to say something completely unintelligent.

  “I must be tired. And hungry. Yes, I’m hungry, and then tired. Because I thought… I thought you just said we have the same ancestors…”

  CHAPTER THREE

  After Avery had insisted they should take her with them to the Hordaa, and Kryan and Aedar had told her countless times that a science lab was no place for a pleasure slave, and her presence on the ship would only make the Kralians suspicious, she had given up and went to sleep. First thing in the morning, the two ship captains woke her up unceremoniously and asked her to schedule a meeting with the SPG. Even though Ben Shaw had no desire to see them so soon, he’d have to make an exception. It seemed like since the spunky human agent and her team had entered their life, Kryan and Aedar had started making breakthrough after breakthrough. If they believed in the law of attraction, which they kind of did, they could easily come to the conclusion that it all meant they were on the right path. Finally, after years of working against the humans and for the Alliance, they were making a stand for what they truly believed in, and doors were opening one after another.

  They drove to the SPG HQ separately. Avery was late, since she’d had to take a long shower and wash the previous night’s shenanigans off her, then make herself look presentable. At least, she was rested. For the first time in what felt like forever, she’d had a healthy, peaceful sleep.

  “What do you have for us?” Ben Shaw wasn’t one for meaningless pleasantries so early in the morning.

  Kryan and Aedar sat down in the two leather chairs opposite his desk. Ever so dutiful and polite, Simon Chen offered them coffee. All the other SPG members were at their desks, pretending to be minding their own business while listening in to the conversation. The Captain had been the one to suggest they all worked in the same room, as he wanted no secrets or gossip floating around when the fate of the planet was at stake.

  “The DNA results came in. Our scientists evaluated past research for the dozenth time, ran new tests, took new angles… it was all a game of trial and error, but I think we finally have something conclusive. What humans and Kralians have in common is a gene sequence.”

  “How is that possible?”

  Aedar shook his head slowly. “We don’t know yet, but it seems that the two races share the same ancestral pool.”

  “Does this mean… that you’ve been here before? This is not the first time the Kralians have reached Earth?”

  “Since we know you don’t have the means and technology to visit other habitable planets, then we can only assume that’s the most reasonable explanation. The only one we have so far, at least.”

  Captain Shaw leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. For a long moment, he looked at the two men in front of him as if they were… well, from another galaxy. The room was silent. No one typing on their computers anymore, nor sipping their coffees, or shuffling through their papers.

  “I’m sorry. I find this hard to believe.”

  Kryan took out a data stick from his pocket and held it up, as if waiting for whoever was in charge of that sort of thing to claim it.

  “It’s all here. Take your time to study our scientists’ research and come to your own conclusion. Spoiler alert: it might take you days.”

  Carter Bloom stepped up and took the stick from Kryan. He connected it to his laptop and opened the folder.

  “It’s all in English,” he observed.

  “Obviously.” Kryan rolled his eyes.

  Carter ignored the sarcasm in his voice. He was being serious.

  “About that… It makes sense that you’d speak our language when you’re among us, but how come Agent Tonkin could understand the other ship captains when she accidentally followed you through the stargate?”

  Remembering how she’d concocted the story about her accidentally ending up in the middle of an Alliance meeting, Avery blushed even now.

  “Because they all speak English. All the time, just like us. Learning your language was the first step to infiltrating you. We imposed it on all our people, so it would be easier to go unnoticed when walking among Terrans. Practice and consistency are the keys to success.”

  Carter nodded.

  Captain Shaw made a note, then pointed out they were going off track.

  “I might have a theory,” Lisa chimed in. Her glasses reflected the web page she was scrolling through. “Has anyone heard of the ancient astronauts hypotheses?” She threw a quick glance over the rim of her glasses, and when no one said anything, she continued. “Many popped up in the second half of the twentieth century. The main idea behind them is that humans are either the descendants or the creations of extraterrestrial beings who landed on Earth thousands of years ago. The most common hypotheses say that humans evolved individually in the beginning, but then they hit a plateau. Most of the knowledge, religion and culture we have today come from ancient visitors who mingled with humans and taught them their ways. They helped them reach the next level of evolution. Even today, there are historians and astrophysicists who believe the Egyptian pyramids were built by beings from outer space. The structures on Easter Island are a mystery still, and the best guess is they weren’t built by humans. There are also theories that say these alien visitors were seen as gods by the ancient, more rudimentary people of Earth. There’s a series of books… err…” She clicked through some links. “The Earth Chronicles, by Zecharia Sitchin… The main point they’re trying to make is that the gods and goddesses of Ancient Sumer were aliens from the planet Nibiru. Well, it must be noted that none of the modern scientists have found any proof that such a planet exists and is still orbiting our sun. Either way, the story is interesting… Apparently, these visitors from Nibiru came
here to mine gold. When the task proved to be too exhausting for both themselves and the humans helping them, they decided to genetically engineer a new type of laborer to work the mines. After much trial and error, they created the Homo sapiens sapiens.”

  “Interesting indeed, but it sounds like pseudoscience to me,” said Avery.

  “Sure. None of these theories are supported by what we like to call real science. However, let’s not forget that we’re currently staring at two Kralian ship captains, and science can’t explain it, can it?”

  Avery chuckled. “Fair enough.”

  “Are there any other similar theories to the Nibiru one?” Captain Shaw asked.

  Lisa’s eyes fell back to the screen.

  “A certain Robert Temple wrote a book, The Sirius Mystery, in which he argues that the Dogon people, a tribe in northwestern Mali, were visited by aliens around five thousand years ago. The proof he brings is that this tribe had advanced astronomical knowledge, and beliefs systems as complex as the Egyptian and Sumerian ones, which the people would have never been able to achieve by themselves.”

  “But nothing even remotely hinting to Kralians… err… Cattalians, Minarians…” Captain Shaw insisted.

  “I’m reading from a blog on alien theories and world conspiracies,” Lisa pointed out. “It’s not exactly the best place to find real, solid information, is it? I thought it could be a starting point, nothing more. Maybe these people are onto something, but they just haven’t figured out some of the details. Like… the theories themselves might not be wrong. The locations might be, the characters involved… Nibiru. Astrophysicists say it’s not a real planet. What do you think they’d say if you told them about a planet called Kralia. Or a planet called Norgav. Or Valgo. Or Minaria. Or Cattalia.”

  Ben Shaw nodded impatiently. He’d gotten the point.

  “Thank you, Jenkins. You’ve been extremely helpful. Please take the rest of the day to research and document all the… what are they called? Ancient astronauts hypotheses? I think I know someone who can help us with this. He’s not an astrophysicist, but he’s a historian who’s very passionate about this sort of things. What’s important is that he’s an old friend of mine, and we can trust him.”