Shared Reverse Harem Bundle 1

by Kaylee Kane

  I dusted myself and turned around to meet with Xavior and Trixter. My heart jumped to my throat as I stepped back until my back bumped onto the lounge behind me.

  “Hello, Mysterious Kitty, happy to see me again?” said Trixter. He looked the same, handsome in his immaculate trench coat. Only a tad skinnier but no less hunky.

  Only Xavior was barely recognizable. My eyes darted between the two in turn, then lingered on Xavior’s handsome face. He was still charming, especially when the signature smirk curved his thin sexy lips.

  But his face looked light blue. His hair had turned blue too. Was it some sort of makeover?

  “Surprised to see me again?” said Xavior. Luckily his voice still sounded the same and deliciously sexy. “It’s not really polite to receive my gift and not even dropping by to say thanks.”

  “Oh yeah, I intended to return your gift. It’s too expensive. I can’t accept that,” I said, probably wasn’t the best response I could muster up. But his hangover wasn’t really helping.

  Reminder to self: no more boozing. Mysterious Kitty needs me.

  Xavior raised his thick black brow as he approached me. His minty breath brushed against my cold face, sending splinters of excitement through my skin.

  Oh how much I missed the taste of his breath. And the girth of his dick stretching my pussy, which was already screaming for attention. It didn’t help that my lady garden didn’t get the attention it was expecting from dinner last night.

  My hands involuntarily sprang to my chest. Without the mask and my catsuit on, I felt weak. As if my Mysterious Kitty costume gave me some sort of superpower I needed against these two alpha supervillains.

  In fact, without my costume, I felt even more naked and exposed before Xavior and Trixter, a feeling I never had when I was with Vylan. It seemed so natural when Vylan saw me without my cat mask on.

  “You haven’t given me the answer I needed, Katrine,” said Xavior, cupping my face with his gloved hand.

  I never really noticed how tall he was until he hovered over me with his large shadow with me barefooted. He towered over me so much I almost felt like a dwarf, adding to my weakness.

  I glanced at Trixter as questions flurried into my head. What happened to me last night? What the fuck were they doing here? How the fuck did Trixter get out? Why the fuck did Xavior turn fucking blue?

  “How did all that happen?” I blurted out.

  Xavior glanced back to Trixter and said, “Would you please explain to my sugar baby here, Trixter?”

  Trixter took Xavior’s side and glanced at me up and down. “You are really confused right now, aren’t you? Wondering what is going on with you. Truthfully, all these had nothing to do with you, really. But you, the Mysterious Kitty decided to join the party, so we let you in.”

  My head was spinning with confusion as I stared at Trixter. I couldn’t really focus. My thoughts were everywhere. And Trixter’s handsome face was another distraction.

  “Xavior is the prince of Vugaria, the rightful heir to the throne of his father. He had a great life and great future ahead, with a prosperous planet waiting for him to rule. But the greed of mankind destroyed everything–“

  I shook my head, unable to comprehend. “Wait, hang on. I can’t follow.” I slapped my own face, making sure I wasn’t still dreaming. Pain stung me and I blinked quickly. “You mean, Xavior is not from this planet.”

  “Yes, I have been trying to warn you to stay away from our business. Xavior is not human.”

  “Holy fucking shit! So the story of your childhood that you told me was a lie!”

  Xavior went to check out the minimal décor of my lounge room as Trixter continued his explanation. “It is not a lie. It’s only half the truth. When mankind ventures into space exploration, they bring with them their greed and their ambition to conquer other planets in the universe.”

  “Why do you say like you’re not a human? How could you be so racist towards your own species?” I snapped.

  “Because I was too, disgusted by their actions. The Earth space exploration team tried to conquer Vugaria, which was at the time, under the reign of Xavior’s father. Xavior, as the loyal prince of Vugaria, came up with the idea.”

  “What idea?”

  “The Earthlings think that they are the superior species. In actual fact, they are nothing without their bountiful resources. We are lucky because of our resources. Xavior got to know about nuclear that’s why he volunteered to become a spy on Earth.”

  Suddenly, everything became so clear. “That’s what you wanted. You want to steal the nuclear arms to bring back to Vugaria to use them against Earth!”

  “Yes, you are right,” said Xavior, pride swelling on his face. “I have no idea I would turn out to be so successful. All I wanted was to steal the technology and return to Earth.”

  “Why did you change your mind and stay?”

  “I am addicted to success. I like how people in my field worship me like I was some sort of god of nuclear, it’s really cool. Plus, I love how horny and sexy the women here are, like yourself, Katrine.”

  Xavior neared me, his eyes exuded nothing but lust and desire. “The first time I saw you, I was hooked to you. I swore I would taste your snatch and to put my dick inside yours.” His finger traced along my chin to tilt my head up.

  Disgust filled me. I gritted my teeth and glared at him. I couldn’t feel dirtier. But what I worried more was his next plan. If the other planet got hold of our nuclear, there would be planet wars. Earth would die. All of us would.

  “Now that you know the whole story, I am going to ask you one last time: are you going to be mine?” asked Xavior.

  Shrill silence stretched between us. My heart was pounding in my chest. No way I would give myself to someone who wanted to destroy my own planet.

  “No,” I said after a moment.

  A slight offense flickered in Xavior’s face as he turned to look at me. Even I was a little surprised by my own bravery. “What did you say?”

  “I said no, you scumbag alien. No way I would betray my own species to suck your dick,” I said, glancing at Trixter meaningfully.

  “I didn’t suck his dick,” said Trixter.

  Xavior clenched his fists and scowled at me as if I just kicked him in his manhood. Maybe I did. “Well, you asked for it.”

  In a swift movement, Xavior reached out his gloved hand at me and grabbed me by the hair. I yelped as I keeled forward and dropped on my knees.

  Xavior tugged my hair so that I looked up at him. His biceps bulged against the tight black shirt, looking very delicious. My pulses raced through my blood.

  I was weak and helpless and I was supposed to be feeling horny right now? I couldn’t even tell what was wrong with me anymore. Maybe I was just looking for someone to love me?

  “You will never get what you want, Xavior,” I snarled through my gritted teeth. Sweat dotted on my face, my body was burning like a furnace under my dress. I wasn’t even wearing leather.

  Why did my body heat up every time I was around him? It didn’t help that his masculine cologne filled my nose. His spicy musk engulfed me as if his whole body was wrapped around me and the thought made my pussy clench with feverish desire.

  It wasn’t the first time Xavior had made me feel this way and my craving for him was only going to get stronger and stronger. Xavior was moreish like that or maybe I was really into him and Vylan just happened to be his better substitute?

  I had no idea anymore. My head was spinning with questions I couldn’t even answer myself.

  With his large package prodding through his tight pants and my face just inches away, I couldn’t really focus. My G-string from last night was already so wet. Heck, I could even smell my own pussy from there.

  Xavior caught me glance at his crotch. “You know you want it. Just beg me and it’s all yours.”

  “I won’t,” I said, biting my tongue. My pussy continued to spasm with more desire,
betraying my conscience. The more I denied my pleasure, the more I craved for it. Why did I have to be like this?

  “You only live once, Katrine. Do you remember what I told you? I own the government. They have no idea what’s going on but I am like a god to them. That’s why Trixter could get out so easily,” said Xavior.

  I glanced at Trixter. “I thought so.” Trixter escaped so many times as though the prison guards just opened the gate and let him walk out like that. Then, put on a big show about how they tried to stop him from escaping. No one in history had escaped so many times without raising any red flags. This was beyond ridiculous.

  “What are you going to do now?” I asked.

  “Undress you and taste your sweet snatch,” grinned Xavior, dark passion filled his eyes.

  That wasn’t what I really meant. I was supposed to feel scared and threatened but all I felt was pure lust and desire for him. I had masturbated to Xavior and Trixter more than a couple of times.

  Coming to think of it, before I met Vylan, I jerked myself off every night when I had a shower. All to the fantasy of Xavior and Trixter using and sharing me. I hated the idea of it but I couldn’t help feeling the thrill of having my wish granted.

  Here I was kneeling helplessly before the two main characters of my wet dream, waiting for them to use me as they pleased. What else could I ask for?

  What about my duties and responsibilities as Mysterious Kitty? The nation’s two biggest villains were just right in front of me. I was supposed to put them back in their places. But what really could I do? Being restrained and held down like that?

  “You like the idea, don’t you?” Xavior smiled a patronizing smile.

  I looked away. How could some alien psycho be so addictive?

  “You are not telling me but I can smell your pussy from right here,” said Xavior.

  Heat consumed my body as I flushed. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to prevent my pussy smell from infesting the whole lounge room.

  “Why don’t you let daddy see what you’ve got down there?” Xavior traced his finger along my chin.

  I looked into his glazed eyes. This time I wasn’t trying to fight. I gulped as my body squirmed with delirium. If he was going to take me, I’d be more than happy to be fucked. It wasn’t like we had never done it before.

  But with Xavior and Trixter, it was the first time. I mean, they were already fucking me in my fantasy. So what? So what if a woman wanted to have fun? I didn’t owe anybody an apology.

  “Come, Trixter, let’s take this pussy to the table,” ordered Xavior.

  Trixter crouched down by my feet. Xavior scooped his strong arms under mine while Trixter’s arms slid under my legs.

  It looked almost effortless when the two lifted me off the ground and placed me on the dining table where I was studied like some sort of subject. My back was connected to the uncomfortably flat surface.

  If Xavior brought me to his home planet, that’s how I thought I would end up. Being under the microscope.

  Xavior’s eyes feasted my body, scanning from head to top, then dropped to my chest.

  My breathing was getting heavier from the thrill invading my head. My chest rose and collapsed. My nipples, already rock hard, prod through the thin material of the dress.

  Trixter was at my feet, his gloved hands swept up and down the small of my thighs. For a second, I was so glad for Cecily to remind me to shave before dinner.

  Oh, poor Cecily. What a terrible friend I had been to her. I made a mental note to apologize after this.

  “Such beautiful creature, isn’t she?” Xavior said to Trixter. “I am always attracted to your women. Such sexual creature.” His hand slid to my breast and cupped my lady lump.

  My diamond-hard tit poked into his palm. The warmth of his hand against my nipple sent tingling sensation through my veins, making me feel even hornier.

  My pussy throbbed with want. I squeezed my thighs together, grinding my crotch trying to hold back the lust. But the more I ground, the more pleasure I felt.

  I groaned when Xavior’s hand massaged me, kneading my lady lump in the way I craved for. Xavior’s touch had this kind of magical power to make me yearn for more. Maybe he had some sort of alien magical power.

  “Look how horny she is,” said Xavior.

  I tilted my head back, exposing my neck. Xavior took the chance and kissed me over my neck and my shoulder blades, tracing his tongue all over my chest that was now slick with his saliva.

  Trixter’s gloved hands slipped under my dress, spreading it like a curtain at the slit to expose my thighs. Cold air blustering from the window kissed my bare skin, raising goosebumps all over my skin.

  The rough surface of the gloves grazed up and down my thighs, pushing my skirt higher and higher until my G-string was exposed.

  “That’s the beautiful snatch,” whispered Xavior, his breath brushed my chest skin as his hand continued to massage my breast, one at a time.

  Bolts of pleasure spread through my body, making me cringe. I grunted. Pressing my lips firmly together to prevent myself from making another noise, I held onto the edge of the dining table for support as the two supervillains continued to explore my body.

  I squeezed my legs together when Trixter’s fingers hooked onto the elastic band of my G-string and pulled them down my legs and off my feet.

  His hands grabbed my thighs, spreading my legs. Cold air kissed the wet hotness of my crack. I trembled with feverish delirium as his thumbs pressed against my flesh where my legs met to spread my juicy crack.

  “She is really so horny for us,” commented Trixter.

  My tits were already hanging out and tender from Xavior’s touch. I felt like a wreck of nerves and all I wanted was to be fucked and used by these two alpha bad boys.

  “Don’t keep her waiting,” said Xavior. I heard the familiar unzipping of the fly.

  The musk of Xavior’s manliness hung over my face. When I opened my eyes and looked to my right, the familiar giant cock I missed so much appeared right in front of my eyes.

  I swallowed the burning lump on my throat. I didn’t know how much I missed and craved for it until I saw it now. I couldn’t wait another second.

  Xavior was the man of his words. He didn’t keep me waiting. He snatched me by the neck, choking me as he pulled me so that my head was hanging on the edge of the table.

  A yelp escaped my chest. Before I knew what happened, Xavior drove his dick into my mouth. The spicy, salty taste tingled my tongue as he thrust the giant alien dick deep into my mouth.

  My lips were stretched so wide to accommodate the deliciously large girth. I sucked him hard, feeling every inch of the veined shaft.

  He fucked me hard, thrusting all the way in that he hit my throat with every stroke, trying to fill me up as deep as he could.

  My mind went amok. My heart was beating so quickly as if it was going to explode when Trixter bent over and thrust his tongue into my cunt.

  I groaned but a muffled sound came out. “No talking,” said Xavior. He slapped me lightly on the face that pricked me. The humiliation itself was greater than the pain and I thought that was the point.

  Shame flooded in me, making this body burn. I tried to kick my legs before Trixter grabbed hold of me and pinned my thighs on the table, all spread out for his view and use.

  “I love this sweet cunt so much,” said Trixter. I had no idea what happened down there but all I could feel was this immense pleasure when Trixter continued to tease my pussy with his skillful tongue, catapulting me to the edge of orgasm.

  I barely breathed with the monster dick inside my mouth. All I could see was Xavior’s hairy balls jiggling as he thrust into me. His manly musk filled my nostrils.

  “You want something bigger inside you?”

  I had no idea why I voluntarily nodded. Even so, I was speaking my mind. I couldn’t think straight anymore. My pussy pulsed with great urgency, creaming Trixter’s tongue with
my horny juice.

  I arched my back so that my pussy was right on his face. From the corner of my eyes, Trixter peeled away and wiped his mouth that was glossy with my pre-cum with his hand.

  I heard the unbuckling of his pants. His beast dick sprang out, bobbing and ready to fuck.

  “Like what you seeing, Katrine?” It felt so weird when he called me by my real name. Maybe because no supervillains had ever known my real name? Or maybe I was just too used to Vylan calling me that.

  I had no idea. All I knew he was going to put that in right now.