by Alyx X
What little clothes that had been present in this room were gone. Lace was thrown and strewn everywhere as the women shed their lace, turning to rip the clothes off the men that had been lingering around the edges of the room, making small talk and waiting for the women to take them to heaven.
Now heaven was everywhere.
Skin slid against skin as the room filled with moans, with throbbing cocks and hungry pussies.
Shit. I’d done it again.
My hands slid from the clits of the two women. Not that it mattered; the strength of my powers were already giving them their second orgasm. The woman I had asked to ride me had already fallen to the ground, clutching herself as an invisible orgasm took her over.
"Shit." The moans turned to screams as I stood, turning toward where Fey had disappeared to. We needed to get out of here. Tucking my still engorged penis away, I bolted, women falling to the ground in screams of pleasure as though I was blessing them with ecstasy with a look. They writhed, screamed, kissing and grinding against whatever they could find.
"Double shit." Pleasure rampaged the room. It took over everything as I ripped the curtain away, running into the darkness as my brother was cupping the pussy of a veritable goddess, the girl moaning as her knees buckled. Natalia screamed something I could barely hear over the orgy I had abandoned.
I raced forward, the waves of orgasm following me into this room as moans and cries of pleasure clawed at the air. Gripping Fey, I was ready to pull him away from the girl and throttle him for the chaos that I was sure he had inevitably meant to unleash. But then I froze. Froze as I saw the girl that he had touched, that was now standing before us, bared from head to toe except for a thin sprinkling of glitter.
She stood, scowling, hands balled into fists at her sides. But she wasn't writhing. She wasn't bucking the air in hopes of finding a cock. She wasn't falling to the ground in orgasm. She stood, looking from us to the rest of the room in confusion.
I knew I should be amazed at the fact that she wasn't affected by our gifts, but I was currently having trouble breathing.
The girl was beautiful. Stunning in all the ways that a human was supposed to be. Soft in all the ways we had been told to stay away from. Strong in all the ways that females were not supposed to be. Females were supposed to submit to their males, bare themselves and receive pleasure as often as we desired. But this woman stood there, looking me straight in the eyes, jaw strong, proud.
Beautiful.
She was what I had been looking for. She was what I had spent a generation of bouncing from planet to planet looking for.
The forbidden fruit.
I wanted her. No, I needed her.
"Who are you?" I asked breathlessly, the orgy behind us picking up. This really wasn't how I’d planned on meeting my perfect match, but it also seemed strangely fitting for me.
"Kylie," she said, her voice betraying the strong exterior she presented. She wanted me too, it seemed.
"I'm Myro," I began, stepping forward, fully intending to reach her. To touch her. To claim her. She melted into me. Her arms wrapping around me as the full length of her body pressed against me.
She was smaller than I expected, her head only coming to my chest, her frame fitting into mine. I released Fey from where I still held him, the moans and screams a twisted song to the feeling of perfection that was pulsing through me.
"And who are you?" she asked, turning toward Fey who was snarling behind me.
"I'm Fey," the bastard Coxian snarled, reaching to pull her from me. "And she's mine."
I turned to him with a whip of my head, my fingers digging into his arms. No. He couldn't.
"No she's not," I snapped, gripping him so hard that he flinched. "I have waited for decades to find her. She's mine. I can feel her. I know..."
I turned, expecting her to nod her head and agree with me, sure she felt it too. She stood, the hard line of her jaw tightening.
"I'm nobody's." She snapped, folding her arms over her waist, which unfortunately only served to accentuate those perfect breasts. "And I'm certainly not going to spread my legs for the likes of you."
She grinned and reached forward, cupping each of our groins as that smile spread into a line of monstrous eagerness, like the warrior women of Xynaxxx. That shouldn't be so hot, so desirable, but it was, and I could feel myself growing ever harder beneath the tightness of her grip.
"I think it's time you leave." Her voice was a snap as she clenched our junk, and both Fey and I hissed in pain, the orgasmic reaction of our power beginning to lessen as our own arousal fizzled out. I couldn't even respond as she turned, dragging the two of us behind her and out the door to where a crowd of people had gathered, eyes wide at the sounds that were emanating from the large stone building.
"We can't leave," I gasped through the pain that was twisting my groin, my heart thundering in my chest in a panic.
I wasn't going to leave. Not yet, not without her.
I needed her.
"Yes, you can..." she began, although her voice faded away as she released us, quickly stepping back into the darkened foyer as she realized that she had walked outside completely naked. Although, once inside, she didn't cover herself, even though every bit of her was still clearly visible.
"You need to—" Kylie's voice caught as she looked between Fey and I, something catching before she stepped back, the motion stuttered as though that step was the hardest one she had ever had to take.
My face twisted, as though that step was pulling something out of my soul, branding me with the hot tooth of a DidaSaur. I reached forward, racing to pull her back into my arms, to pull her into a world that I already knew was hers.
"Wait, Kylie—" I didn't get to finish my plea before the door slammed shut before me, leaving both Fey and I staring in shock at that damn feathered logo.
"I must have her," Fey snarled with that pompous greed that always followed him around.
The sound usually grated on me, but today it was like gasoline on a fire. It wound through me and I nodded.
"Ha!" Fey laughed, clapping me on the back. "It looks like we agree on something for once."
I didn't dare say anything, because I didn't agree with him. I wanted the same thing.
And I was going to get there first.
4
Kylie
Water poured over my skin as I tried to catch my breath. Tried to bring myself back down from the high of whatever those two golden gods had brought into the club.
No, I stopped myself, leaning against the porcelain tiles as water drizzled down my back. "Not gods, mother fucking alien scum."
I moved to punch the side of the shower, but stopped myself just in time. I didn't need to break a knuckle today, not unless it was against those guys’ faces. I had one job in this place: keep the virgins safe.
No one ever suspected the tiny, naked pole dancer in the back of the room, and I had stopped more than one bastard from taking more than he was due from the Newbies. I don't even want to know what had possessed Natalia to let them in. Not that I could ask her, she and the rest of the house were strewn out naked, still moaning and writhing with potent arousal. Even though those two had left hours ago.
The effects of what they had left behind hadn't quite worn off.
I don't know what it was about them, but I couldn't get them out of my head. That golden glint in their eyes burned right through me. The way their skin seemed to shimmer in gold, even through the thin white fabric of the button-up shirts they had worn, was permanently committed to my memory.
They had looked like humans, humans that had been dipped in chocolate and coated in lust.
As hot as I turned up the shower, the aroma of steam and rare eucalyptus could not cover the buttery aroma that had drifted from them, that had filled me and made my bones rattle. One touch of their skin against mine had turned my body into an electrical storm. Sparks of passion and lust spiraling through me to pool between my legs...
"Fuck, get o
ut of my head," I snapped, twisting around to press my back against the cold tiles, as if that would cool me down. Spoiler alert, the hot water was bringing everything back up.
Those golden eyes.
The way they smiled.
The sound of their voices. I rolled my eyes into the back of my head at the memory of that sound. The gorgeous man had approached me, eyes wide, and spoken to me in English, surprisingly.
All humans were given a translator when we were children. They placed them under the skin behind your ear, and they worked with most alien languages. I shook my head again, refusing to let the allure of the golden gods draw me in, their silken voices whispering to me that they’d make all my dreams come true.
The heat that had flooded me as they stood on either side of me, pressing closer to me. Me, throbbing between them as they did. My mind swirling with all the thoughts of what they would do to me if I had let them. And for the first time in my life I had wanted them to.
I had wanted to feel them inside me.
"I want you to fuck me," I whispered to the water, knowing that who I was speaking to couldn't hear me. Didn't matter. I could still see them.
Still imagine what had been twitching between their legs.
"Mmmm." My hand pressed against my stomach; palm flat as my fingers reached for the throbbing need between my own legs. The box that was empty and needing to be filled.
"Nnnn," I moaned as my finger slid between the lips of my pussy, burrowing between perfectly waxed skin to find the nub of pleasure that the dark haired one had nearly crippled me with. And he had barely even touched me. My finger pressed against my clit, swirling as I spread my legs, arching my back to give myself more access as I dipped my fingers inside.
Eyes closed; I could see them before me. See those low, seductive smiles and the curve of chins and noses, feel the heat of their bodies as I moved my finger in and out, the side of my thumb against my clit as sparks of residual pleasure ran over me.
"Fuck," I hissed, half disappointed as the sparks didn't reach the intensity of what they had been before. Not even close to a shadow of what they’d made me feel in an instant.
It was still better than nothing, that pressure of my fingers swirling and pressing as heat and desire spread through me, muscles tightening as my heart picked up, my legs shaking as I twisted my fingers over my clit, swirling and pressing.
Faster.
Faster.
"Fuck!" I yelled as my body tightened into a ball of ecstasy. I plastered myself against the tiles to keep myself from sliding against the wall and into the tub.
"Fuck," I hissed again, everything throbbing as the release took me. It wasn't near what I had felt before, but it was still good.
Although, part of me wished I hadn't fought against the emotions that had been radiating from them, caressing every inch of my exposed skin, begging me to let them… taste. I should have let them taste me. Let them take me.
Let their cocks bury themselves in my pussy... in my ass, my mouth.
I hadn't done either, but I should have let them—
“What the fuck is wrong with me?” I shoved my face under the water, as if that would help me think clearly.
"Kylie?" Natalia said breathlessly as she breezed her way into my bathroom, same as she always did. Of course, the door was so silent that it was unclear how long she had been standing there. I quickly splashed water between my legs.
"You finally come down from the orgy that those alien bastards left behind?" I asked, grabbing the soap to scrub the glitter and sweat off my body, which is why I had come in here in the first place.
"Yes, you should have joined us." She was teasing, she always did. She knew I wouldn't.
"I can't believe you let those guys in," I said, now rinsing away the soap. No point in beating around the bush.
"Coxians have special skills—"
"Coxians?" I interrupted her, not even trying to restrain the horrendous laugh that wheezed from me. "That can’t be their name.” She grinned at me. “You can't be serious." I was dumbfounded that somehow they’d named their entire race after their dicks.
"I am." She was laughing, her smile stretching across her face as I shut off the water and pulled open the shower curtain to grab my towel. She didn't even flinch at my sudden nudity. "They don't come to Earth very often. Those are only the fifth time I've hosted them."
I froze, towel hung before me all limp. "What do you mean that's only the fifth? The Scarlet Feather is a must stop for all aliens."
I went back to drying myself off and rolled my eyes behind the fluffy white towel. We had enough aliens come through here that we might as well be a shuttle port. In the last three years since I'd been here, we’d seen enough aliens that we nearly only serviced those from off planet, not humans. We had turned into a place to 'sample the goods before purchase'. It was probably why TerraLink left us alone, which was also why it worked so well for me to hide out here.
Good ol' ambassador so-in-so was now the head of TerraLink. I smiled wryly to myself. The cock-less head of TerraLink. I didn't want to know what he would do if he caught wind that I was here.
"Word is they aren’t allowed here, as in on this planet. Their King or whatever will kill them if they come," Natalia said, pulling me from my thoughts. "That’s probably why those five are all I have seen. I’m going to let them again in if it means a night like that. Those two were by far the most skilled I've seen in a while. They didn't even touch me and I had what was probably the best orgasm of my life."
"Thanks for sharing." I threw my towel at her wicked little grin and stepped out of the shower, grabbing my fluffy white robe. I was the only person in the Scarlet Feather that didn't have a lace kimono, but I was also the only one that didn't spread my legs for money.
"I'm not kidding, Kylie," Natalia said, still swooning as she followed me into my bedroom, collapsing on my bed and grinding against it. So help me I was going to kick her ass out if she kept up with that. What the hell had gotten into her? She was acting like a girl after her first fuck, not the owner of a space brothel.
"You okay?" I wasn't quite sure how best to phrase the question, but asking why she was acting like a horny twenty-year-old didn't seem like the best way to dive into that, no matter how much she was more like a friend than a boss at this point.
"The things that they made me think... feel..."
I must have swallowed loud enough that she heard me, because she sat upright, eyes focused on me like a street hound begging for scraps.
"I know you felt it too, Kylie," She breathed, still grinning like a girl with a crush. Guess whatever magic those two had been unceremoniously spreading had wider effects than starting mega orgies. "Those two were inches from you. I'm surprised you didn't spray all over the floor."
A lot more effects.
"You are being wonderfully descriptive tonight." I wrinkled my nose and lay beside her. It had taken work to not do as she’d indicated, but I wasn't going to share that with her. Friend or not.
"I'm serious, Kylie. They looked at me and I was lost. Too bad we can't get them back; they are probably far off-planet now."
I don't know why, but that statement drained the last of the buzz from my orgasm like water through a sieve. All of the blood drained from my body and turned me into a rock on my bed that was sagging into oblivion. Sagging into a dark hole. Fuck, I knew I was being dramatic, but I was pretty sure someone had ripped my heart out, thrown it against the wall, then shoved it into my throat.
What. The. Fuck?
Okay, those golden-skinned bastards apparently had more skill than making my boss cum on sight. Skills like making me go crazy. I wiggled on the bed, trying to dismiss the weird combination of loss and ‘horny bastard’ that had taken over my body.
"They wouldn't leave, right? Not after what they did. I mean, they would want more too, wouldn't they?" I tried to dismiss my clearly seeking questions with a laugh, but little good did that do. Natalia propped herself up on her a
rm, her eyes digging into mine as she leaned over me.
"I knew it. You felt something. How could you not with how close they were...?" She sighed as though she was imagining it. At least she didn't start bucking again. "I mean, they touched you."
At her words, it was like their touch flared over me again, heat and glitter spreading over my hips. I had to force myself to hold still.
"So? They touch others." So much for trying to sound normal. My voice cracked.
"Not really," Natalia said, laying back on the bed with an almighty sigh. "You and two others. Carrie and Marta said that they actually saw and touched his penis."
She held her hands above her, palms flat as she displayed the supposed size of one of the Coxians’, well, cocks. We saw a lot of thick, large, veined, barbed, multicolored cocks here. But that? Whew.
"Carrie and Marta must have confused their forearms for a Coxian cock." I teased, even though my stomach swooped, my mouth going dry as my pussy throbbed.
"No, they didn't. I already reviewed the security footage. Wanna see?" She grinned at me, not bothering to wait for my answer before she lifted her wrist, tapping the screen on her ident band to bring up the hologram of the footage. It showed the blonde Coxian lounging on the couch, giant staff protruding from his hips like a goddamned lighthouse.
My heart had moved from my throat to my groin. Every part of me was throbbing now.
"That's not possible." It sounded like my mouth was full of marbles.
"This says otherwise." She licked the air as though she was licking the cock, then jumped up as though an electric shock had gone through her. "Well, gotta get back to work!"
I sat up, mouth open to ask what the hell was wrong with her, but she was gone, door shut behind her, leaving me naked, throbbing, and needy on my bed.
I threw myself back down, damp hair laying around me like a crown.
"Door. Lock." I instructed, the faint click sounding loud as I reached into the top drawer of my nightstand, pulling out the bright blue dildo that Natalia had given me on my first night here. It had been a welcoming present, meant to prepare me for what was ahead.