Alien Caged

by Tracy St. John

  “All right.”

  Miragin eased her back down on the desk. Her heart fluttered with anxiety and anticipation. Elisa was going to do this. She was going to have sex with one of her Kalquorian loves. She wasn’t sure she really could, but she was going to try. She liked how caring the Imdiko was with her and wanted his attentions to continue.

  Miragin stood between her legs, looking down on her, stroking his fingertips up and down her body, smiling gently though his eyes had gone dark. He scooped her legs over his arms and pulled her butt to the edge of the desk, moving her into position so that he could enter her. Elisa tensed.

  “Easy, little one,” he soothed. “Relax, my sweet girl. It’s going to be all right.”

  Elisa drew a deep breath and released it. She made herself soften once more. Miragin would take care of her. He wouldn’t let her be harmed.

  The Kalquorian grasped himself with one hand, moving his two dicks so that Elisa felt them nudging her pussy and anus. A jolt that was equal parts arousal and fear shot through her gut. A whimper escaped her throat.

  “Hush, little Elisa. I’ve got you and you’re safe.” Miragin’s soft voice coaxed her to open to him.

  He eased in a little, pressing the tips of his cocks against her. Their combined wetness made it easy for the tapered ends to slip inside. He went further in, spreading her open as he went. The feeling of being entered was delicious, heady, and gasp-provoking. Miragin was joining with her, making himself a part of Elisa’s body.

  The sweetest ache Elisa had ever known bloomed. Her eyelids fluttered as it filled her. It was the divine pain that announced the end of an innocence forced upon her for far too long. When the sharp torment of her maidenhead’s tearing came, she welcomed it. Elisa gave herself over to Miragin, and each reminder of what she was doing was a profound blessing.

  Even when her rear entrance protested the widening girth forging inside, Elisa offered no resistance. However, the Imdiko watched her carefully through the taking, and he froze before she could admit any pain.

  “It’s all right,” he murmured, his breath warm in her ear. “Let yourself adjust to me. It will feel better in just a moment.”

  Better? Elisa wondered if that could be possible. There was a smarting that wasn’t entirely pleasant, but not being completely joined to this man was the greater agony by far. She wiggled beneath the Imdiko, trying to make him shove deep and claim all he could.

  “Elisa,” Miragin said in a tone so foreboding that she stilled. “Do I need to stop to punish you?”

  Her eyes grew wide. “Punish me?”

  The gentle face above hers had gone firm with a disapproval that made her insides squirm. “I will not allow you to be hurt, little girl, not for something as inconsequential as lust.” Miragin’s expression gentled. “We are making love, Elisa, not merely fucking. This is my first time with you and your first time ever. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but care must be taken. You will behave as I tell you to.”

  Elisa bit her lip, trying to keep tears from coming. “I waited so long. I’ve thought about you and your clan for weeks now. I’m ready, Miragin. I want you.”

  His smile bloomed huge, making her heart skip several beats. “You have no idea how delighted I am to hear you say that. Knowing how torn your loyalties must be, it is such a gift for you to bestow.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “But you will lie quite still, relax, and let me take care of you. Trust in my guidance, all right? Let me make this good for you. I promise, it will be worth your patience.”

  Elisa swallowed. Miragin had the experience in these matters. She was letting her desire and impatience override good sense, so she did need to give him control. She sighed and nodded. “I’m sorry. It’s just that it feels so good.”

  He kissed her deeply. Those sensuous lips moved against hers in a way that made her insides churn hard. His kiss was as intoxicating as the feeling of him inside her. Elisa lost herself in the delicious sensation of his raspy tongue twining with hers, heating her entire body until she writhed against him.

  The kiss ended, and Miragin once more gazed into her eyes. “Now, my little one. Be relaxed.”

  Once more he crept inside her with care, sending eager bolts of pleasure deep inside Elisa’s core. Somehow the Imdiko detected the changing timbre of her moans when they went from delight to discomfort and halted once more to let her adjust to him.

  “Almost there,” he encouraged her. “Just a little more, my pretty girl. You’re doing fine.”

  Elisa used the moment of stillness to appreciate the fullness of having a man within both passages. The dual penetration brought a wondrous pressure to the front of her sheath, where a heady glowing sensation pulsed, warming all her abdomen. She had the maddening urge to move her hips so that Miragin’s larger cock would rub that place. The friction as he’d traveled within her had sent sparks of a greater heat flashing through her belly, promising excitement she’d not imagined. She wanted that.

  She wanted him.

  Miragin pressed against her, and yes, the friction was amazing against that spot. Elisa felt every hair on her body coming to attention as molten desire poured through her. She arched against the Imdiko, her mouth opening wide to release the pressure she couldn’t contain. Her body strained, reaching for the nirvana that appeared on the horizon.

  Miragin groaned. “Oh yes, there you are. Feel it, my beautiful Elisa. That’s my sweet girl.” He halted. “We’re there. I’m inside you.”

  Elisa panted. She felt stuffed and hot and wanting. Slightly maddened. She had a man inside her. No, not just a man. She had Miragin inside her ... and it was amazing.

  “How are you?” he asked. “Your expression says I feel good to you.”

  She whimpered. “Good? It’s so ... I never imagined ... Miragin!”

  Elisa wrapped her arms around his head, bringing his chuckling face down so she could kiss him. She also wrapped her legs around his ass, grinding herself hard against him.

  Doing so gave her clit exquisite contact with his groin. Elisa cried out in the Imdiko’s mouth as need mounted harder than ever.

  Miragin laughed, breaking the kiss. “Oh yes, that feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked. He moved his hips in small circles, bringing even more heated exaltation stabbing into Elisa’s guts. “You like that.”

  Elisa couldn’t speak for the demands erupting deep inside. She didn’t know whether to shove harder against the Kalquorian or push him away. The pleasure was almost too much to bear.

  “All right,” Miragin crooned, gathering her in his arms to hold her tight. “It’s all right. I’m going to give you what you need, little Elisa.”

  With that, his hips arched back, pulling him mostly free of her, leaving yawning emptiness in his wake. Elisa’s feet drummed against his butt in protest. She wailed a protest.

  He forged into her once more, not too quickly but with demand. Oh, that was good. That was very, very good. More grinding tight circles against her clit left her clawing at his chest and shoulders. He made that funny, rumbling sound that was like growling again.

  “Easy, my sweet. You’re driving me wild.”

  Miragin drew back and surged forward, harder than before. Elisa’s insides drew tight. More grinding from his hips, which resulted in more clawing from her nails. Drawing back. Thrusting. Grinding. Drawing back. Thrusting. Grinding. Faster and faster each time, harder and more powerful. Her sheaths grasped at his cocks, clenching him tight to make the veins stand out on the Imdiko’s neck. Brutal heat suffused Elisa’s belly. It coiled in on itself until only Miragin’s weight kept her from bending double in agonized pleasure.

  He drummed quickly against her now, pounding against her, their breaths mingling in harsh gasps. Elisa couldn’t move to meet him, he thrust so fast. She hung on, helpless to do anything but cling as orgasm lurched closer, building to a peak, going blinding bright until there was nothing but brilliance. Then came the sensation of expansion, accompanied by explosive exaltation that traveled from her
belly up her spine to blast through her skull.

  Sweet heaving chaos overcame her. It churned and bubbled and then boiled over again. She lost herself in the delicious surges, only half-recognizing the sound of Miragin’s drawn-out groan. The slow pulses of his release joined the throbs of hers. Their bodies slid against each other’s as they worked to make the culmination last as long as it could.

  At last there were only soft waves left, diminishing with each sigh. Elisa relaxed in the Imdiko’s arms, lulled by the final laps of bliss emanating from her core. She drifted, as content as a cat with a belly full of milk.

  “What a lovely way to pass the time. May we join you?”

  Elisa’s eyes flew open and she gasped at the sound of Zemos’ voice. Miragin’s chuckle vibrated through her as she looked over his shoulder to see the Dramok and Oret standing inside the room. There was no way to know how long they’d been in there, watching her with their Imdiko. Watching her have sex with him.

  The two men moved towards them, their expressions fierce with intent. Elisa lay frozen under those dark stares.

  Chapter 11

  As Elisa’s stunned brain tried to relearn how to think, Miragin rose up, uncovering her body and slipping out of her in a wash of warmth. Even though he no longer pinned her with his weight, his hands cupped her shoulders with gentle but firm strength. She couldn’t get up.

  Zemos and Oret moved to stand on either side of Miragin, staring down at her. Elisa trembled to see the fierce lust in their expressions. At the same time, fresh heat tumbled through her core. She was afraid ... but she wanted them too. Heaven help her, she’d already gone too far as it was.

  Yet they’d seen her making love to their clanmate, wantonly and without inhibition. How could she deny what they so wanted? What she had to admit she wanted too?

  Not knowing what she should do or say, Elisa could only appeal to the clan’s leader. She needed help to make sense of the riot of emotions storming through her. “Zemos?”

  He reached to stroke her cheek. The Dramok’s expression was made up of savage hunger, and yet compassion made its presence known as well in the tender smile he gave her. “You are so beautiful, little Elisa. I am beyond words to express how happy I was to see you being pleasured by my Imdiko.”

  Elisa swallowed. A burst of longing swept through her. Surely with the Kalquorians’ escape ongoing, Zemos had no time for her. She should be feeling guilty anyway. She should not want this.

  Pretending there was no sense of loss, Elisa said, “Are we going on to the next step of you taking over the ship?”

  He shook his head. “Not yet. Oret has pinpointed the right moment to move, and it is not now. As long as the Earther crew doesn’t discover our whereabouts, it looks as if we have ample time to properly enjoy you.”

  Before she could process what Zemos was saying, he bent over her. His mouth took hers in a kiss that was at once demanding and sweet. His lips lay softly on hers, and his tongue explored so gently, yet with a thoroughness that made all rational thought clear from Elisa’s mind.

  She was aware of Miragin releasing her. Zemos gathered her in his arms and pulled her close, drawing her up so that he stood with her clutched against his body. There seemed to be quite a bit of shifting, but Elisa paid it little mind. All her attention was claimed by the tongue stroking hers, the taste of male musk filling her senses. Then the fabric separating her skin from the Dramok’s split from his chest with a soft purr, and the warm flesh of his muscled pectorals greeted her hard nipples. Elisa had the fleeting thought that someone else was undressing Zemos since his arms still wrapped about her body, but that was lost in the sensation of her breasts and belly molding against him. He was so warm! She wound her arms and legs about the Kalquorian’s shoulders and waist, crushing against him, delighting in the steel strength and heat of the man. She felt the twin prods of his lust against her slit.

  “Lovely girl,” murmured the most dangerous voice Elisa knew, whispered right in her ear. Oret was there too, right behind her from the sound of it. She had only a moment to recognize that before Zemos lowered her down.

  Something hard and slick prodded her anus where Miragin had been moments before. As Zemos continued to slowly drop her down, it entered. Elisa felt the body heat of the Nobek behind her. She groaned in mingled worry and welcome as his cock slid into her back passage. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her. The next second it came to her that he had seated himself on the edge of the desk Miragin had taken her virginity on.

  They had her taking Oret’s larger cock in her ass. The ache she’d felt with Miragin’s initial penetration returned. Elisa whimpered into Zemos’ mouth, and he broke the kiss. He and Oret held her suspended, not pressing the Nobek any farther inside.

  “Too much, my little girl?” Zemos asked, his tone quiet. “Relax and let your body adjust. That’s it.”

  Oret’s lips closed over her earlobe, prompting Elisa to shiver. He chuckled. “Do you know how good you feel to me, sweet Elisa? So warm and soft and tight around me. I have wanted you with near desperation for a long time.”

  “Really?” she asked, wanting it to be true. “Because you don’t have the opportunity to be with women often?”

  Oret snorted. He let Zemos support her weight so he could take hold of her chin. He made her look him in the eye. Her breath froze to see that feral face only inches away from hers.

  “I wanted you because you are beautiful in heart, mind, and body,” he declared. “Now that I am realizing the joy of joining with you, I swear that I will give my life to keep you safe. No one will be allowed to harm you in my presence while I still breathe.”

  With that, Oret kissed her as deeply as Zemos had, though with more primitive need. She moaned, responding as he plundered her mouth with abandon. The strength with which he took her mouth left her feeling small and helpless ... delightfully so.

  Even more than that, his assertion that he would let nothing happen to her gave Elisa a sense of security she had never known before. Oret had left no doubt in her mind that he meant every word of what he’d said.

  As the Nobek kissed her, Zemos pressed her down on the slick cock spearing her backside. After a couple of inches, a throb announced itself once more, making Elisa jerk. Zemos halted, letting her adjust once more.

  “Good girl,” he praised as Oret broke the kiss. “You’re doing so well with us, Elisa. Thank you for this gift.”

  “Almost there,” Oret gasped, his eyelids heavy. “I have never felt anything so good.”

  “Let us know when you are ready for more,” Zemos whispered to her. “Are you feeling all right? Not frightened?”

  Elisa’s fears no longer had anything to do with sex with the Kalquorians. Even taking the thick shaft of Oret’s generous endowment received little more than a passing thought of concern. They made her feel too safe and secure.

  I’m their prisoner, but I’m not one bit scared for myself, she thought. Was she being foolish? Was her love for the three men undoing her good sense?

  “I’m okay,” she told them.

  “Good. Just a little more.”

  Moments later, Elisa’s butt rested on Oret’s lap. The Nobek’s secondary cock nestled against her slit. She wondered if he would put the smaller shaft in her pussy, having sex with her in the opposite manner as Miragin.

  With her weight settled on his clanmate, Zemos moved back a little to shrug the top of his formsuit off. “Such a brave girl,” he praised her as he unwound her legs from his waist. “You did very well.”

  He settled her legs so that they straddled Oret’s shockingly muscular thighs. Elisa gaped at the sculpted perfection of the Nobek’s legs between hers before she realized how open and vulnerable her pussy was spread. The reds and pinks of her flesh, peeking out from the soft brown curls of her pubic hair, was a blatant reminder of what she was doing. Oret’s secondary cock jutting there as well didn’t help matters. She tried to cover herself with her hands.

  “Now, now,” Zemos chid
ed as he peeled the one-piece uniform down to the top of his knee-high boots, just as Oret had done with his. His cocks sprang free, curving up towards his belly. “Why are you hiding such loveliness from us? You are beautiful, my little one. Let me see.”

  He grasped her wrists, drawing Elisa’s hands away. A low growl issued from Zemos’ lips as he looked at her. “By the ancestors, I feel like I’ve lived for just this moment. Your indulgence, my Nobek.”

  “Of course,” Oret said in a strained voice. “Carefully, though. It won’t take much to set me off right now.”

  “What are you going to do?” Elisa asked, wanting to distract Zemos’ rapt stare at her nakedness.

  One side of his mouth curled in a smile. “I am going to join my Nobek in enjoying your lovely body, Elisa. Don’t worry; I’ll see to it you enjoy it as well, but Oret will have to be patient a few moments more.”

  Oret’s response was a groan.

  Zemos gathered Elisa’s wrists in one hand, stretching her arms over her head. The action raised her breasts, making it look as though the mounds offered themselves to him. Zemos licked the thumb of his free hand. He cupped one breast in his palm and drew slick circles over Elisa’s areola.

  Excitement bolted from his touch to her belly, making her gasp. She jerked and Oret groaned again. His hands rubbed up and down her ribcage, and he buried his face against the nape of her neck, nuzzling.

  “So sweet,” Zemos murmured, tracing the calloused pad of his thumb over Elisa’s nipple. She writhed as more delicious sensation made her stomach somersault. “So sensitive,” he said as he re-wet his thumb and teased the other breast the same way. “I do like seeing you respond to my touch, my lovely.”

  Oret had managed to part her hair, exposing the skin of her neck to his mouth. He mouthed the slender column along her spine, scraping teeth over to make chills race down her body.

  Elisa felt controlled by the pair, and for some reason it delighted her senses. When Zemos bent to take her nipple in his mouth, her body lit as if from a lightning shock. He sucked, his rasping tongue rolling over the swollen bit to make her cry out.