Golden Change

by Lynn B. Davidson

  Aiden slid into the bed next to Kylie, pulling her close. Jacob quickly pulled off his clothes as well, sliding in on the other side. He was trying not to get too close to Kylie, but she muttered, “Come here,” snuggling into him as well.

  It was dark, and the smell of sweat, urine, and feces was overwhelming. The cage she was in was only big enough for her to sit. Men, alien men, prowled the cages. They were looking for a woman to take, take to the place where she heard women scream in pain. To the place where she heard men taking turns raping the unlucky prisoner. She sat in a crouch with her head down. She heard two men talking, discussing her. “This time maybe we want the redhead after all.”

  A rattle of the door indicated a cage was going to be opened and a prisoner was going to hell. She pushed herself far back against the cage but was unable to stop the big men’s meaty hands reaching in. One grabbed her hands and the other her feet, and began pulling her out. Fighting and screaming, she lashed out as hard as she could.

  “Kylie! Kylie! Wake up!” she heard Aiden shouting.

  When she finally woke, she was still thrashing and sweating. When she saw Aiden, she realized it was a dream. She broke into sobs.

  “God,” she heard Jacob mutter.

  Aiden held onto her, murmuring words of comfort in her ears.

  “Can you go get me a water, Jacob?” Aiden asked.

  “Sure,” Jacob replied as he headed to the kitchen to get her a glass of water.

  When he got back, she had calmed down some. Aiden cradled her in his arms, and she no longer was shaking.

  She sat up and took the water from Jacob. Her face was still wet with tears, but she drank down the water.

  “Flashbacks,” Aiden explained, without really explaining.

  She saw Jacob looked puzzled, but he firmly held his lips together in an apparent effort to keep from asking questions. She was relieved not to have to explain, or hear Aiden explain when everything was so fresh in her mind.

  When Jacob was settling back into bed, Aiden’s phone rang.

  “Fuck,” he muttered. He answered with a curt, “Aiden Duncan.” He moved to the side of the bed, saying, “Yes, sir. No. I’ll be right in.” He turned off the call with a click and said, “Damn it.”

  He looked over at them. Kylie was shocked. This had been the first time he had gotten an urgent call like this in the middle of the night.

  “It’s this revolt on Germain. I’ll be back this afternoon.” He pulled his uniform on from the clothes he had dropped next to the bed the night before. “I’m sorry, honey, I have to go in.”

  “It’s okay,” she replied with a tremulous smile.

  “I’ll be here,” Jacob assured him. Aiden came forward to give them both a kiss then walked out the door.

  Jacob dimmed the lights and pulled her towards him, put her water on his bedside table, and settled her in bed, trying to imitate the way Aiden surrounded her when they slept.

  She was awake for a long time remembering the nightmare she had lived through, trying not to remember, but she couldn’t let it go either. Maybe it was how sick she had been, but she couldn’t sleep. Her past kept flashing through her mind whenever she closed her eyes.

  Kylie fell asleep, falling right back into her nightmare. This time it was Jacob calling her name as she woke up sweating and screaming. Jacob held her tight as she continued to cry and shake for a few more minutes. It was only three in the morning but she was wide awake, scared of sleeping again.

  “I don’t want to sleep again,” Kylie admitted to Jacob.

  “Me either, “Jacob agreed.

  “Do you think we should get up?”

  “Yes. I think you should test and then we can, I don’t know, watch something,” Jacob offered.

  “Okay,” Kylie agreed. She felt shy around Jacob again. Kylie pulled on her robe, slipping her bunny slippers on before heading to the patio. It was almost like starting over.

  Kylie sat on the chaise chair as Jacob got a parchment from the cabinet. When he brought it to her, he held it out for her to take.

  He looked worried and Kylie didn’t want to punish him for the day before. She wanted them to go back to the way they were. Kylie lay down on the chaise in front of him, opening her robe and her legs as she did so.

  He looked relieved as he pressed the parchment against her pussy. It turned a light pink. He quickly went to get the pink bottle, putting a drop on his finger. He leaned her over, suckling a nipple to his mouth as he rubbed his finger on her clit. He used his other hand to pinch and twist her other nipple. Kylie came almost immediately. She could see he was hard, but nervous. Kylie reached down grabbed his cock and brought it to her channel.

  He entered her with a slow, gentle push. Slowly and reverently, he made love, petting her. He turned them over so he was lying on his back. She rode him, letting him finger her clit. He pinched her clit as they both shuddered into climax.

  When Kylie got off of him a gush of golden cum flowed out and coated his cock. They used washcloths to clean up. Dr. Normandy had explained that no matter how hot it was to see their golden cum on her, she should at least wash her folds right away. Occasionally if they were showing their mark on her, it was probably okay, but they should try to keep their golden cum only spread on the outer lips of her sex.

  “What did you want to watch?” Jacob asked.

  “Do you want to watch one of my movies?” Kylie asked.

  “Sure,” Jacob agreed.

  Kylie went to the kitchen and made them hot chocolate. When she got back to the media room, Jacob was sitting on the recliner couch, bringing up the list of choices of movies under the heading “Kylie’s Favorites”.

  Kylie called out the name of the movie she wanted. As it began to load onto the screen, Kylie settled next to Jacob and offered him the hot chocolate.

  It wasn’t a few minutes into the movie before she had trouble keeping her eyes open. Without a word, Kylie let the robe she was wearing slip off her body as she climbed up and settled on Jacob’s lap. Jacob pulled a blanket over them. He kicked back the couch into the reclining position and settled her head against his chest.

  Kylie slept deeply and at one point must have turned over, because when she heard Aiden get home she found she was lying facedown on Jacob. She thought she might have said something like, “amdlblum.” Aiden kissed her temple and rolled onto the couch with them. She put her hand on his chest and fell back asleep.

  Another ringing of the phone woke her up the next morning. This time, though, it was the house phone. They all looked to each other to see who was going to get up and get the phone.

  “I’m not getting the phone. I was up all night,” grumbled Aiden.

  “I’m not getting the phone because Kylie has me pinned down.” Jacob tried to imitate Aiden’s grumble but ruined it by smiling as he said so.

  “I’m not getting the phone because it’s never for me,” Kylie said. “Plus, I’m pinning down Jacob.” Her fake grumble was even worse than Jacob’s.

  Even Aiden cracked a smile.

  Nobody looked inclined to move. The phone continued to ring until whoever it was gave up. They lay in comfortable silence. Kylie had her head on Jacob’s chest but her eyes were on Aiden. “Kylie,” Jacob started tentatively. She lifted her head to look at him. His blue eyes were swimming with tears. “I really am sorry.”

  “I know,” she replied.

  “I love and respect you more than you can know,” Jacob continued. “It doesn’t matter to me at all about the other girls, you know. I’m not really interested in looking for any other girls.”

  He stroked her hair.

  “Oh,” was all she could say. Even though their relationship was reconciling, it still sounded like he might someday leave them.

  She looked over at Aiden. He must have understood her hurt and confusion. He didn’t think she had really come to terms in her heart with the fact that Jacob might leave them one day. He gave her a smile back, understanding, but not wanting to give
her false hope.

  They relaxed throughout the day. They ordered dinner in so she didn’t have to cook. They were all waiting for the food to arrive when the doorbell rang. Kylie was closest, so she got up to answer the door.

  Instead of it being the food delivery person, though, it was Dylan.

  “Oh,” she said in surprise. She had come in from the pool and was glad she had a towel wrapped around her body. She felt Aiden come and stand behind her. He radiated anger.

  “Can I come in?” Dylan asked. “I’d like the chance to talk to both of you.”

  Kylie couldn’t help but respond to Dylan, who looked contrite and worried. “Of course,” she said.

  Jacob had come in from the courtyard. He seemed surprised to see Dylan as well.

  “Why don’t we go to the kitchen,” Kylie suggested. “Would you like something to drink?” she asked. Dylan declined. Jacob and Kylie sat down at the kitchen table, while Aiden stood in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest.

  Dylan sat at the table across from them. He cleared his throat. “I wanted to say how sorry I am, to you, Kylie, Jacob, Aiden. He looked at each of them as he spoke. “I realized I was jealous, and I was trying to make Jacob jealous.”

  “Whatever could you be jealous about?” Kylie wondered aloud.

  “Mostly how much love the three of you have,” Dylan admitted. He didn’t want to speak disrespectfully of his host couple. After all, Mason had given him enough gold to change and Cheryl had eased his lust.

  He also felt like total shit seeing how sick Kylie must have been. She still had dark circles under her huge eyes and with her wet hair, she looked especially small and vulnerable. “I really respect you, Mrs. Duncan,” Dylan stated. “I hope you can forgive me.”

  “Of course I can forgive you,” Kylie said. She gave him a small smile.

  The doorbell rang again and this time Kylie was sure it was the food. “Would you like to join us for supper?” she asked.

  “No, I have to go.” He nodded his head towards Aiden. Aiden let Dylan out of the house as he took the food from the delivery person.

  Chapter 11

  The next few months were the best of Kylie’s life. Once she had gotten past her illness, and Aiden and Jacob got over worrying about her all of the time, they settled into a familiar pattern.

  To her surprise, Dylan became one of her favorites to have around and they became good friends. Aiden had relaxed around Dylan as well and if he hadn’t totally forgiven him, it wasn’t evident by the way he treated him. Aiden also didn’t feel the need to always be right with her at all times either when the boys were around. He had relaxed his guard somewhat, knowing they all liked and respected her.

  “The boys,” as Kylie came to call them, came over every weekend to play ball with Jacob and her. Sometimes they stayed throughout the day, eating lunch and dinner with them. Sometimes they would come over and watch games on the big screen.

  After they played on the sport court Kylie would shower in the waterfall. She felt slightly wicked washing in front of them knowing how turned on they were when watching her. After Aiden felt they all respected Kylie, he allowed them to jack themselves off as they watched her. They would pull on their cocks as they watched her, bringing themselves to orgasm.

  Aiden had also given his permission for Jacob to have sex with Kylie in front of the boys. Kylie didn’t realize Jacob had to have Aiden’s permission. Aiden explained that even though it was culturally permissible for her to have intercourse with Jacob whenever they wanted, him showing her off while having sex was a special privilege.

  One day Dylan redeemed himself slightly in Aiden’s eyes. It was after they had played a hard game of basketball. Kylie had gone to the waterfall, stripped down and let the cool water cascade down her body. She took her time washing her hair before rubbing soap down her body. She paid special attention to her breasts, soaping them again and again. She gave the boys a look beneath her lashes.

  They all were all hard, naked, pulling on their cocks as they were watching her. Even Jacob seemed content to pull on himself rather than join her.

  Kylie moved her hand down to her folds and parted them to let the water cascade down her lips. She heard a groan from them and she smiled. She turned her back to them and soaped her ass, spreading her cheeks as she did so.

  Her eyes flew open as she heard a strange groan. Nico was looking at her with a strange gleam in his eyes. Without warning, he lunged at her.

  Out of the corner of her eye she saw Dylan tackle him down to the ground. The usually docile Nico struggled to get up and Dylan called out to the shocked cadets, “Help me!” They all rushed forward to hold him down. He was coming into his heat.

  Kylie had stood up and walked slightly toward where they were holding him down spread eagle. His cock stood straight up and he vibrated, shooting golden cum in the air.

  His glazed eyes were on her as he continued to struggle. Aiden had come over when he heard the commotion. He whispered to her to go into their bedroom. She looked at him. “If he can smell and see you, it will be harder for us to subdue him,” he explained.

  She looked back over and, sure enough, his cock was standing straight up again, humming with vibrations, shooting gold cum again.

  She went to her bedroom, waiting until they had all left. She found Aiden, Jacob and Dylan in the kitchen. Dylan had ice packs on his knees from when he had tackled Nico. Kylie started giggling. There was relief in the air, and Jacob and Dylan joined in with her laughing. Aiden still scowled.

  Jacob all but howled. “I’ve never seen anything like that! His cock was so huge and out of control it looked like an oil well erupting!” He made spurting motions in the air in all directions.

  “We had to jack him three times,” Dylan told her, “before he could even walk. And all he kept shouting was your name, but it sounded like ‘Kiiii-leeeeee! Kiiii-leeeeee!’”

  “I could hear him from my room,” she admitted. “It was embarrassing for me though. I froze when I saw him coming at me.” She giggled again as she thought about it.

  “Not funny,” Aiden interjected with a growl. “You could have really been hurt.”

  Kylie walked over to where he was sitting and settled on his lap. “I’m fine,” she giggled again. He was still scowling.

  Jacob and Dylan tried to hide their smiles, but Jacob gave one last snicker before he was through.

  “It could have been serious,” Aiden said. “Thank you Dylan, I really appreciate how you looked out for Kylie.”

  “No problem,” Dylan answered. She could tell he was trying to look nonchalant but was really pleased.

  It was a week before a very apologetic Nico came back. He was so harmless the whole of his life it didn’t take much for Aiden to forgive him and let him continue on with playing ball with them.

  Aiden stayed close to her, though, until all of the boys had gone through their heats, even Peter, who came into his heat last. They had a celebration for him when his change was complete.

  Chapter 12

  It was nine months into Jacob’s change when unexpectedly someone rang their doorbell. Kylie had finished setting out breakfast for Aiden and Jacob when she heard the bell ring.

  Aiden and Jacob had come out of the bedroom when they heard the bell. Aiden’s hair was wet, and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. Jacob’s hair had grown longer and was tousled and sticking up in the back. He had grabbed a towel as well when coming to the door. Kylie had on her thick robe and bunny slippers. They all shrugged at each other, at a loss as to who would be at their door at this early hour, when the doorbell rang again accompanied by a persistent knock.

  Aiden stepped forward to open the door. He was surprised to find a well-appointed middle-aged woman standing at his door. “Yes?” he asked.

  She breezed through the door when he opened it. “I would have called first but Ryan thought it would be too early to phone,” she supplied.

  “Grandma Hayden?” Jacob asked. She was a st
ately woman with silver hair piled on her head in the Zehavian fashion with a silver circlet completing her coiffeur. She had on a plum-colored gown. The gown was made of two different fabrics. The top layer was transparent like her formal gowns, but it also had a solid complementing sheath under the transparent fabric. The effect was beautiful. A silver and diamond broach was holding the fabric at her chest.

  “Don’t bother with the door, Aiden. Ryan is bringing in the bags.” Sure enough, when Aiden looked through the door, he saw General Ryan Hayden pushing a cart with five trunks on it. He opened the door wider to let him through. The general looked like he had a case of painful gas.

  “Sorry about the short notice, son,” he whispered to Aiden. “When she gets a bug up her butt, there is no stopping her.”

  When Aiden turned back around, Jacob was hugging his grandmother somewhat uncomfortably. He still looked shell-shocked. Kylie was standing behind Jacob feeling more than a little uneasy.

  Jacob’s grandmother had released him from her hug and turned to the general. “He does look wonderful doesn’t he? Sylvia’s description of his gold doesn’t do him justice.”

  Without pausing for a breath, she turned to Kylie. “I am Victoria Hayden,” she said as she introduced herself.

  Kylie was unsure on what the protocol was for such an introduction. She had never met a woman who had introduced herself before. She gave her a hesitant nod, and Victoria pulled her in her arms for a quick hug.

  “Of course I’ve heard all about you,” Victoria continued. “Such as stir you have caused. First it was a scandal when Aiden married you, and then when you accepted a cadet for internship. Well, I think you surprised everyone.” She had turned toward the kitchen like she lived here. “Of course Ryan had met you and said you were a gem. But what do men know?”

  Victoria sat at the kitchen table like she was holding court. The rest of them followed her to the kitchen. Aiden held out a chair for the general. He settled himself in. Aiden tried to take charge of the situation by offering coffee, but as soon as he left to get some, Victoria continued to talk.