Judged: A Dark Sci-Fi Romance (Alien Captured Mates Book 1)

by Ella Long

  When the orgasm faded Ghislan was still straddled across her chest, looking down at her as she took his huge cock. Even though my own was huge and hard I rocked back on my heels to watch, letting it fuel my own lust.

  Ghislan slithered back slowly, pulling from her mouth, making her gasp. He smiled, turning himself around to bring his face even with her pussy and dangle his cock and balls over her face.

  She opened her mouth hesitantly and as he lowered his hips, she caressed his cock lightly with her tongue. She reached up with a hand, cupping and squeezing his balls. Even though he was distracted by her attentions, he dove into her pussy with full aggression.

  As I watched I felt the rapport between us build. I could feel Ashley, slightly uncomfortable with Ghislan’s body on top of her but so full of sexual pleasure it hardly mattered.

  I could feel Ghislan, the extreme dominance of having his cock down her throat while he feasted on her pussy.

  The two of them rocked back and forth, sharing the motion. It built slowly, with Ghislan having to use more concentration and control as she brought him close to climax. I grinned as I watched, seeing him grip her thighs more firmly and bury his face in her pussy, determined to make her come before he did.

  Her whole body started to tremble. Her lips clamped even harder around his cock as she tried to moan. He gripped her thighs in his big arms and sucked and licked deep into her cunt as he shoved his hips downwards to fuck her throat.

  She came in a rush of goosebumps that made her head roll back. Ghislan adjusted his position so he could gain a bit more pleasure from her deep, slick throat.

  Ghislan picked up on my feelings as he slipped off her. He smiled at me and lifted her up, pulling her towards him.

  “Come here, dear one.”

  Her smile was wide and lazy as she settled across his lap, leaning into his shoulder.

  His hands came around and gripped her ass as he tugged her even tighter towards him. He gripped the cheeks and slapped one, beckoning me forward as he gave her ass a hard squeeze.

  She moaned and writhed, her body already sliding towards another orgasm as Ghislan tugged her onto his cock. Through that strange, shared telepathy I knew he was putting his cock in her pussy and his little tentacles were pleasuring her clit.

  I snuggled against her back, holding her shoulder. She leaned into me, pressing her back into my chest. She wriggled on Ghislan’s lap as I got myself into position.

  I rubbed her ass just a little and pointed my cock up towards her hole. She leaned forward and moaned as my cock slid slowly into her.

  “So good,” she moaned. “So full.”

  My hands covered Ghislan’s on her shoulder. She gasped as the rapport shocked through us all, feeling the cocks inside her, feeling Ghislan hard and tight in her pussy and me, throbbing in her ass.

  No one moved and the intensity of the moment built. I ran my hands down her sides, stroking between her shoulder blades. Ghislan gripped her narrow waist and leaned forward to nuzzle at her neck, gently biting her.

  A great sigh heaved out of her and she slumped between us. I could feel the waves of pleasure rolling through her, chasing through her pussy and clit and up to her nipples. I ran my hands around her belly, trailing with my fingertips as I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them.

  It was as if the whole experience was so overwhelming to her the only thing she could do was react as prey. I could literally see the moment when her strong mind departed and let her become a hot mess of lust.

  Ghislan reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, our hands brushing against each other as we anchored ourselves in her.

  I started thrusting up, moving from my knees. Ghislan pulled her forward, enjoying the rocking and not taking on too much of the movement for himself.

  As I drove forward, he absorbed my movements and let me take over the thrusting.

  My cock was hard and pulsing inside her. I kept one arm wrapped around her, squeezing her breast and put my other hand on her shoulder. I could tell she was fully relaxed by the way she leaned forward into Ghislan, letting her head fall loosely against his chest.

  Using the pressure of my hand on her shoulder I started pumping into her ass hard and fast. Ghislan moaned as her pussy clenched and gripped around him, shuddering with wet, hot orgasms as she laid limp across my brother’s chest.

  Her cries became little soft moans and she tried to hold on to Ghislan’s shoulders. My hips had taken on a rhythm of their own and I could hear my voice rasping in and out.

  For a few seconds I let myself go and there was nothing but the frantic motion of my body as my cock stroked her tiny asshole, friction building as I got harder.

  Ghislan cried out suddenly, a long low moan. His hands spasmed around her waist and he thrust his hips forward as he came.

  I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.

  My lips pulled back as I bared my teeth, my hips and my cock taking over my entire body. Her ass stretched as my cock got thicker and then my whole body shuddered, deep as my bones.

  My cock jerked and jumped as I gripped her, my hands roaming everywhere and pinching, squeezing, not even knowing where.

  I pressed down hard on her shoulder and tugged her hard towards me as I drove my hips up. I stayed perfectly still, buried in her ass as deep as I could be when my cock shuddered and finally blew.

  The orgasm was so intense I had to lean over her, gasping for breath. All three of us were soaked in sweat and panting, wrapped together and slippery.

  As I put my cheek against her shoulder she moaned. I could feel her joy at being pressed between us. Being warm and safe. She might not be ready to admit it yet, but her body had made its decision.

  I wrapped my arms around them both and enjoyed the three-way rapport of satisfaction. I didn’t really understand what was going on here. It was like we were getting addicted to each other. I knew about the blood bond but I didn’t expect it to be this intense.

  I didn’t care. I held my mate in joy and lust and let my heart grow full. I knew she felt the same as we did. There was no question and no doubt.

  We belonged together.

  She was ours.

  Ashley

  This was unreal.

  When both the men came inside me, almost at the same time, it hit me like a tidal wave. My body wrapped around their hard cocks as they jerked and blew and my own orgasm came spiraling through me until I howled at the ceiling.

  All I could feel was the intense shuddering inside me as my pussy started up a rhythm of spasms. My clit pulsed like it was going to explode and a howl flew out of my throat as my body expanded and exploded in several directions at once.

  The first thing I became aware of was my own breathing. I was somewhere dark, with loose sweaty limbs and my own breathing heaving in and out so hard it shook my entire body.

  I felt the guys settle next to me and I reached out with my arms to draw them closer. Their hot naked bodies pressed against mine and I never wanted to open my eyes. I didn’t ever want to move.

  I felt Ghislan cradle my head and Sadhbah wrapped his arms around my waist.

  I had never felt so safe or so loved.

  I still didn’t open my eyes, but it was obvious to me from our strong mental connection who was where.

  Not that it mattered when we were wrapped together in satisfaction.

  I was finally beginning to accept the connection between us went beyond anything the human race had ever experienced. It was more than a bit of empathy. It was literally as if we could feel each other’s bodies from the inside out.

  I let them embrace me even tighter and projected as hard as I could the comforting vibration it gave me.

  To my surprise, the men emanated their own contentment. All three of us on the same wavelength was magical. It was truly a state where we needed nothing at all.

  Except each other.

  A few days later I was walking through the camp and seeing it with new eyes.

  I didn’t mind the bustling of peo
ple so much.

  I wasn’t afraid of all the different kinds of humanoids around. Xael and other races lived here as well as some strange mixed breeds.

  The human mercenaries were the most fearsome, but they were clearly under the control of the Xael.

  There were very few women of any race, and the only human women were the prostitutes and they were mostly whisked away, kept out of my sight.

  There were a few Xael women who were old and withered like Mishra. They had been on housekeeping duties for the warship and now kept the camp much the same way they would the ship.

  It must have been a hard change for them, but they all managed to roll with it. I guess if you’ve been at war forever, you learn to adapt.

  I wondered if all these Xael needed mates or if they had them already.

  It seemed like a strange culture, to only be able to truly mate with one female for your life, especially since in a lot of cases it also meant sharing with your genetic sibling.

  If you were lucky.

  And despite the strangeness of it all, I felt like I’d been very, very lucky.

  I hurried between tents and across muddy paths, holding up my skirts. I had found a pair of sturdy boots, but the men only ever brought me beautiful dresses to wear.

  I would have preferred jeans and a t-shirt, maybe a loose old sundress to play with the kids.

  When I tried to explain appropriate clothing standards to the men, they really didn’t understand.

  This morning we’d gone through it, all over again.

  “Is it not to your liking?” Sadhbah asked, head tilted in a way that would have reminded me of a puppy. If the puppy was a giant, bronze skinned alien warrior.

  “Of course it is!” And it was lovely. A beautiful, green gown with a fitted bodice and flowing, layered skirt that brushed the ground.

  I couldn’t help but doing a little twirl, just to see the skirt flare.

  “Then you should wear it,” Ghislan pronounced.

  “Except I’m going to go see the kids, run around with them. It’s going to get dirty,” I sighed.

  Ghislan shrugged. “There are other dresses, and clothing can be washed. Why not wear what is beautiful?”

  And… I really didn’t have an answer for that.

  Lifting my skirts as I ran through towards the children’s house, I had to wonder, though.

  Where were they getting the clothing from? Had Ghislan put out an order to his troops?

  Raid all abandoned stores for human female gowns. Size twelve. The more impractical the better.

  I muffled a snort, and brought my focus back to the moment.

  My children had been joined by another ten. There had been a few in the cells and more that patrols had found wandering and alone over the last few days.

  I had managed to get three women and two men released. Not everyone, but it was a start.

  They opened up to me and trusted me in a way they weren’t able to with the aliens or mercenaries.

  The woman who killed the Xael soldier had been tried and put to full time work in the kitchens and housekeeping sections.

  She was happy to be out of prison and even happier to be alive.

  She actually liked the Xael, at least a little bit.

  She’d been in contact with Najiik before and recognized the Xael were the more civilized race. She was horrified she had killed anyone and grateful to be able to make up for her crime.

  Then there was Lisa.

  I had no idea what I was going to do about her.

  The tall blonde woman was frightening, even when she just stood there.

  At first, she had refused to release her children to me.

  I’d nearly hit my head on the bars in frustration.

  “You can’t want them to stay in here,” I had pleaded. “They need fresh air, sunlight. School and other kids!”

  She’d looked over my shoulder. “How exactly am I supposed to trust an alien’s whore?”

  Oh.

  Maybe I should have expected that. But still…I took a deep breath, tried again.

  “No matter what my personal relationships are, I’m a teacher.” Her eyes flickered towards me. “I want what’s best for your children. For all of the children.”

  But it took three more visits, finally bringing in a group of my kids to convince her.

  A few shoved crayons through the bars, and Lisa softened.

  “I won’t let them be raised by those monsters.” Alright. Softened a little bit.

  “There’s a housekeeper who helps look after them,” I explained softly. “And a doctor, who’s doing some amazing things with one of my kids who was sick.”

  Finally she hugged her children tight, then stood at the back of the cell. “Julia, Charlie. Go with the lady.”

  They were a beautiful pair, only five years old, with long pale locks like their mother’s.

  As the guard opened the door, another one kept his weapon trained on Lisa.

  “You can come out with them,” I tried again. “Just promise to stop fighting.”

  She laughed, but her eyes were filled with pain as she watched her children holding hands behind me.

  “I’ve killed both Najiik and Xael. Give me a chance and I’ll do it again. They don’t belong here,” she spat.

  “I know,” I agreed softly. “But they’re here now. And I don’t think you can kill them all, bring the old world back.”

  She refused to answer, and I left her with regret that pulsed in my chest with every passing day.

  But today the sun was bright, I had some ideas for lesson plans wrapped around games that all the kids could play, and life was as good as it was going to get.

  Then I stumbled as I turned the corner.

  Lochin sat on the steps of an abandoned house, paring away at a long spear.

  A shiver ran through me. It seemed like everywhere I went, there he was.

  “Good morning, my lady,” he called out. His tone sounded friendly, but his smile seemed too wide, his eyes too sharp.

  I kicked myself. A week playing house with a pair of aliens didn’t make me an expert in their facial expressions.

  He was probably just being nice.

  I waved back but I couldn’t manage a smile. He was always there on the edge of my vision, watching me with his scary yellow eyes. There was too much intent in him.

  It was almost like I could smell it.

  His gaze followed me as I walked past, and I wrapped my arms tightly around my waist, no longer feeling warm.

  I passed him by as quickly as I could.

  I waved to the young men tilling the field behind the infirmary. They had been prisoners a few days ago until they spoke to me. Now they lived here, doing repairs and setting up a garden.

  They had just been frightened, torn out of their comfortable lives into the middle of an alien war.

  Now that they had honest work to do, they were quite content.

  When I entered the living room I was immediately covered with kids.

  “Miss Ashley!” came the chorus of small voices.

  Ben was there, smiling and eating toast and jam. The sticky stuff was all over his face and I was so happy to see him eating I hugged him tight until we were both wearing a nice smear of strawberry pulp across our faces.

  I set the children up with pens and paper and started some basic mathematics and English work.

  I was still looking for upper level textbooks for the teenagers, but for now, they’d have to settle for reading and writing essays. Giselle had picked a tattered copy of Anna Karenina from the stack, much to my surprise.

  Andy had found a copy of The Outsiders somewhere. As long as he was reading, I was happy.

  No one really protested about schoolwork because they only had to do it a couple of hours a day. Living here was a nonstop party for them.

  Good food, warm beds, endless cartoons on disc, a few games.

  For kids, that fixed everything.

  As I pushed on through the lesso
ns, watching how the new kids integrated, I thought of having a bigger building, a few more teachers.

  Human beings still needed to be taught basic skills.

  They also needed to learn how to live in the new world.

  If we could educate people from a young age, then our next generation of humanity would support the Xael and oppose the Najiik.

  I didn’t want my people getting tangled in the race war, but it was safer for humanity to know who would treat them better.

  Instead of sneaking into a Xael camp and stealing supplies like I did, you could petition the commander at a hearing.

  The Xael were generous.

  They would pretty much give you anything you asked for.

  Stealing or resorting to violence usually got you killed or locked up because they simply didn’t have time for trials and gathering evidence, not to mention the wound to their pride.

  From their perspective, the humans were a bit of a nuisance. They weren’t worth the time it took to rehabilitate.

  I know Ghislan in particular had seen humans as a terrible mess he didn’t want to clean up.

  His mind was changing now, though.

  After seeing my many sides, he was beginning to understand humans were complex creatures.

  And for me, it was simple.

  Humans couldn’t stop the war.

  Humans couldn’t make anyone win. The only thing we could do was educate our young and any other humans we could find.

  I did worry about the survival of humanity now, because there weren’t many of us left.

  If people kept smashing themselves up against the aliens and getting killed there wouldn’t be enough of us to keep the species alive.

  I had to get my school open and get the word out that there was safety here.

  It was the only way to save our current generation and protect the next one.

  I could change the lives of humans everywhere.

  I could improve conditions for years to come. Ghislan was already communicating with other bases, talking about making changes to the way humans were treated.