by Alyx X
"That can't be normal." I shook my head and sat back, willing it to be true. "Is that why he has so many women? Because... of the death fighting?"
I swallowed, my throat feeling tight and uncomfortable. I was glad that I had found these two, who, while clearly enjoyed fighting, they weren't dragging me into some kind of death match.
"No, that's normal. A Coxian has needs." Fey grinned at me as though he was going to mount me again. Even the front of his pants had tented.
I however, had turned as dry, tight, and hot as the desert outside the Smog City.
"But a hundred?" I nearly shrieked as I jumped to my feet. I knew there was more to unpack there, but my brain was stuck. I was sore after having sex with each of them once... I already knew I was the only one for Myro, and Fey had made it sound like all he would need was me. "There's no way... you said that it was a few..."
I had also made him promise that, if he wanted me, he was going to have only me. Something that he had agreed to a bit too readily now that I was thinking about it.
"Yes, I did tell you that Coxians love to make love." Fey was taking on a weird tone as he leaned into me, the whispering edge of heat that always came with his power, kissed my skin, threatening to do me in. I gave him a look to knock it off, not that it mattered, I was freaked out enough that I could easily ward off his special ability.
"Yes, and I told you that I don't want to share." The obnoxious ‘come suck my dick’ face that Fey had been giving me faded and he flinched, sitting back on the couch.
"And yet I have to share you with Myro." He was firm, and my stomach dropped to my toes. He had a point.
I cast a quick look at Myro, who was watching the two of us with obvious apprehension, the poor guy clearly looking for an exit.
"You brought me here..."
"And you get to decide who you have sex with," Fey cut me off, his tongue lashing the air as he repeated what I had said before.
"Yes." The request no longer felt as valuable now. "You told me that the harems that the Coxians build are to worship women..."
"And to fuck them." Fey cut me off, and I lifted my hand, ready to smack the daylights out of him.
"Stop," Myro snapped, slamming his book on the table and pulling both of our focus. "Yes, what we are taught to tell women is that the Harems are for worshiping the bodies of women, but we all know that they are made to quench the need of a Coxian, which only gets worse as we get older."
"Oh good, you are going to fuck me to death," I snapped, plopping back on the couch and folding my arms. I didn't even try to restrain the sarcasm.
"No, we aren't, because something about you has extinguished some of that need." Myro shifted in his seat as both Fey and I turned to him, Fey already chuckling darkly.
"You mean to tell me that your hand isn't getting as much of a workout, brother?" Fey prodded, and I slugged him in the arm as hard as I could. I may not have slapped him for being an asshole, but that punch felt as nice.
"No! I mean, yes, I mean..." Myro paused, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a cleansing breath, something I had seen him do more than a few times when dealing with Fey.
How those two had survived living alone on this spaceship for years I couldn't figure out.
"What I mean is that we are connecting with you," he said, his golden eyes sparkling right into my soul. I may have melted slightly with how he’d phrased that. "I haven't been as unquenchable lately. I haven't needed to seek my own release. I am sure you have felt the same."
He looked to Fey, but the Coxian smiled smugly, leaning back with his hands behind his head. I had a feeling that he was proudly displaying the bulge in his pants now.
"I felt something amazing." He winked at me.
Gah! I had half a mind to punch him in that bulge and walk away. Normally, his teasing would send me into butterflies and panty-soaking need, an effect that only these two had on me. But this time his ego was a bit of a turn off.
"Well, you aren't feeling it again." That would have to do. I smirked. With the way he’d flinched, it had the same effect.
"Fey, I'm serious," Myro continued, attempting to restrain his smile. "Have you or have you not been as horny since you took Kylie?"
Fey opened his mouth, ready to shoot him down and say something about the magnanimous prowess of his cock, I was sure. Instead his face fell.
"No. I haven't." Well, I didn't expect that. Neither did Fey, his brows furrowed as he leaned forward, staring Myro down. "What the hell did you do to me?"
"I didn't do anything," Myro sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose again before he slid one of his books over, but it was just a wall of words. "But I think Kylie did. I think they are lying to us about humans."
"Didn't we already figure that out with the toothless pussy?" I asked, rising with Fey to hover around the book, as if I could read any of it.
"We did." Myro pointed out one specific paragraph to his brother. "But I realized there had to be a reason that humans were so widely regarded as dangerous, and why it holds so heavy a punishment. Nothing else on Cox will send you to your death, just humans."
"Geeze, I didn't know I was dangerous." The more I heard about their thoughts on humans the less I wanted to see their planet. Hell, at this point I was starting to think I would have better chances back on Earth with the scorching sun, lack of food, and TerraLink wanting me dead for the murder of their pitiful leader.
"You're not. You're special." Both Fey and I looked up at Myro, the guy grinning as he tapped the section of the book again.
"'The sapiens from the green and blue planet were the start of the power that the Coxian leaders have used to build their world. In fact, it has been shown in many other species that mating with the earthling females have beget offspring with many attributes heightened to god-like powers.'" Fey finished reading, and then looked up at Myro, the two sharing a look that was half shock, half fear.
I stood, looking between them, waiting for some answer as to what the hell was going on, but neither of them moved. As though they had run out of power.
"Okay," I said after a few minutes, pulling the book to me while I looked at the squiggling writing as though I could read it. "Anyone mind telling me what's going on?"
"This is an ancient Bysinian text. Bysinians were seers, teachers, and historians. Much of the recorded histories of the universe come from their research," Myro explained patiently, but I blinked at him.
"That tells me nothing."
"The Bysinians knew what created the high seats on Coxian," Fey clarified, or at least he thought he did.
"Still confused." I popped my hip, giving them a look that usually would make men wilt. These guys were already committed to me though, I probably didn’t even have to do it.
"Our parents, and the six original rulers of our planet, are all siblings and are kind of like your Zeus. Gods with powers."
I choked slightly. “Your parents? Your parents are like the Greek myths? What are their names, since I’m sure it’s not Zeus and Hera and Aphro-dick or whatever.”
Fey looked at me like I was crazy, but Myro responded on his behalf. “My father is called Korvo. He has a large harem, but my personal mother is Harva. Fey’s parents are Grymm and Nava.”
I held back a laugh. “Those are… some interesting names. And they—the gods—have special abilities? Like your father with his ability to make people fight?" I asked Fey. He nodded.
"Yes, and mine with his ability to control minds," Myro's admission had me nearly picking my jaw up off the floor.
"What? Why wasn't that mentioned before?" I looked between the boys, but they waved me off. I was starting to get worried about what the other of these Coxian gods could accomplish.
"They were all created by one man. Who, according to this, was mated to a human." I blinked at Fey's explanation. That I understood.
"So all the super gods of your planet are only super powered because their dad fucked a human?" Both men nodded.
"And
, if I had to guess, they banned humans to stop it from happening again."
"To stop others from challenging their claim to rule," Fey added on to Myro's assumption. Both of their eyes were dark.
"So, we aren't breaking a law. We are challenging our parents’ control of our planet."
"Shit."
14
Kylie
"So, who is in for a coup?" I asked, rubbing my hands together greedily.
Neither of my Coxians turned at the question, they were both hovering over the book, speaking quietly in their strange language, which my translator was doing a poor job of, well, translating. I wondered if my broken and now missing ident had anything to do with it. If I was going to be visiting other planets, we were going to have to find an alternative translator.
"We aren't going back to Cox." Myro said, turning the page and pointing something out to Fey, who was no longer paying attention.
"Why not?" Fey asked, turning back to Myro who was now tapping at the book to try to keep his distracted brother’s attention. "I mean, they've clearly lied to us for years about how ‘dangerous’ humans are. What do you think they would really do when one showed up?"
"Kill us." Myro was now glaring between Fey and me. I guess I was equally as responsible for putting the idea into his head in the first place. "They are going to kill us, Fey. Or did you miss the whole 'you associate with humans and you get thrown into the swamp pits of death' law?"
"Damn. If that's what's waiting for us I think I might be regretting bringing it up." I plopped back down on the couch, my mind full of all the horrifying images that ‘swamp pits’ was giving me.
"Thank you. I think we—"
"Hold up!" Fey leapt up, hands out to both of us as though we were going to jump him. "I don't think they are going to kill us!"
"Thrown into the death pits, Fey," I piped up, shivering at the toothy mouth of some swamp creature that was now haunting me. He looked cute like that though, all excited and shit.
"Unless they are so scared of humans that they created an awful death and punishment to keep them away, and to keep us from bringing them back." Fey was smug at his announcement, something that only got worse as Myro stood there with his mouth open, unable to come up with a better comeback then 'huh'. I was sufficiently lost. Was he saying the punishment was… made up?
"And, if I'm right, that means that humans can do more than give birth to super powered Coxians."
I sat up, eyes wide, "You mean like Superman?" Damn. If I could shoot lasers out of my eyeballs or something I was going to strut onto Cox and take them all down.
However, they both stared at me, confusion written on their faces. One of the bouncers at the Scarlet Feather had been obsessed with Earth myths, and the Supers were one of his favorites. The first Alien, he used to call him. I didn’t understand why my boys weren’t grasping how cool it’d be to be a superhero, but I guess they both sort of were superheroes already. That is, if spontaneous orgies could count as a superpower. I laughed quietly to myself, briefly imagining the bad guy being too horny to blow up the bank.
"Yeah, like you go to a different planet and the atmosphere gives you superpowers." I waved my hand to the side, sure they had heard the stories. Maybe they had, but they weren't taking them as seriously as I was.
"I don't think that's possible." It was clear that Myro was trying to let me down easy. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Says the Coxian who can control my sexual arousal level with merely a glance."
"Touché."
"Who knows," Fey said with a shrug, sitting down on the edge of the couch. "Maybe she would gain special abilities on Cox. I mean, the rulers have lied about everything else. She's not draining our powers. Her pussy isn't eating our cocks. What if she’s right?"
"I'm full of surprises." I gave them both a big grin. Myro couldn’t help himself, he smiled broadly back at me, always eager to share in my joy. Fey’s smile was a little more wicked, as if he wanted to discover every single one of those surprises for himself. Despite the gravity of the topic we were discussing, I felt a gentle push from both of their powers. I was learning to tell the difference between their respective flavors, which was both interesting and super fucking weird.
"You could be full of something else if you wanted," Fey teased, wiggling his eyebrows and confirming my suspicions about his intentions. He smoothly slid down onto the couch beside me like the sex god that he thought he was.
Or that he definitely was. Not that I was telling him that.
"You know, I've lived in a whore house for three years, but that's probably the worst pick up line I've heard to date." I kept my voice low, seductive and slithery as I leaned into him, well aware he was purposefully amping up the waves of his power. Silly boy, always trying to get the upper hand on his brother.
The warm tendrils left and his face fell as he registered what I had said.
"Ouch." He said, looking wounded.
"Well, if you are going to come onto me like whiplash you deserve it. It's not like sex with me is going to give you guys super powers." I laughed at my own joke. Fey was still glaring at me. Myro dropped his book with a loud bang.
"What the—?" I jumped, pulling away from him and the would-be predator.
"What if it did?" Myro whisper-shouted to himself, not looking at anyone. He seemed excited though, and was now looking around frantically, as if one of the books could confirm whatever wild thought was racing through his brain right now.
"I'll repeat... What the?"
"I guess it's my turn for a stark realization,” Myro said, finally turning that handsome face to me. “Say that the elders of our planet are scared of you because you are powerful—and you are," Myro added as though he was concerned I would be offended if I wasn't powerful, "—but what if part of those powers is with us? I mean, we already feel different after having... I mean..."
He faded off, a slight blush coloring his cheeks as he sunk into his chair. Fey went up as Myro went down.
"Yes! I think you might be onto something... what do you say we give it a shot?" Fey was excited now, getting on board with whatever nonsense Myro was hawking. I looked between them, confused but horny. It was a strange combo, and I resisted the urge to once again tell them to cool it. Most of the time they didn’t even seem aware that they were sending me into a heaving mess, and apparently getting excited about alien stuff wasn’t helping.
“Give what a shot?” I asked, growing frustrated.
Fey looked at me, giving me a simpering smile that said ‘oh, honey, there’s so much you don’t know.’ I wanted to shout ‘of course I don’t know, because you idiots aren’t telling me anything!’
Before I could even open my mouth, Myro cut in. “Sex. Kylie, we don’t know much about this, but we think that the reason the Coxian rulers, our parents, wanted us to stay far away from you humans is because you dull our sex drive, and possibly grant us powers. And vice-versa. It’s a theory, but we could try.”
I gaped at them. I understood what he was telling me, but I didn’t understand what he wanted us to do right now. “So... what then? Sex? With which one of you?” Despite my nonchalant tone my pussy tingled at the mere thought of fucking one of them.
Fey sent me that simpering grin again, and I resisted the urge to slap it off of his face. I looked to Myro, hoping he’d illuminate the situation. “Myro?” He was avoiding eye contact, but he sighed and turned to meet my gaze.
“Both.”
“Both?”
“Both… of us.” My eyes grew wide. I looked between them, hoping what they were saying was wrong. Fey’s grin had turned from simpering to feral and a crash of their combined power moved over me as they both thought about what it’d be like to tandem-fuck me.
They’d break me.
“Guys… I don’t know if that’s something I’m ready for? I mean, I started out with this, and I’m not sure—”, my words were cut off as their power seemed to converge on my pussy, which was already practically dri
pping thanks to their gods-damned powers.
Myro rushed to my side, already apologizing for his uncontrollable power. He took my hand in his, meeting my eyes. “Only if you want to. My theory is that we do it together, to see if both Fey and I are affected similarly. But only if you want to.” He whispered.
I looked to Fey, already feeling my resolve waning. I realized, I wanted them both to fuck me. Badly. He cocked his head, then leaned forward to run a warm palm up my exposed thigh. I shivered, but he stopped above my apex.
I looked back to Myro and—now practically drowning in lust—I whispered, “Okay.”
Myro’s face cracked slightly, as though he felt he was forcing me into this. Wanting to reassure the gentler of the two Coxians, I placed my palm on his cheek and said, “I really want to. As long as you’re both slow with me and listen to me, I think it’d be pretty sexy.” The twitch in Myro’s pants, on display for me as he was crouched next to me on the couch, did not escape my notice.
“Well then, shall we?” Fey now stood, offering me his hand. His twitching pants tent did not escape my notice either. Shit, what would I do with two of these gods inside of me? I gulped, but did not change my mind.
I took Fey’s hand and stood, grabbing Myro’s hand to pull him with us. “Which room are we going to use?”
Fey didn’t hesitate. “Yours of course. You’ve seen how big the bed is.”
I had.
Walking down the corridors of the ship was apparently not fast enough for Fey, because he yanked me forward and picked me up, striding off at a much faster pace. “Hey! I can walk, dumbass.” I slapped his chest, but he leaned forward and kissed the soft spot on my neck, just below my ear. I shivered again.