Abducted

by Sara Fields

  “One day, you’ll spread this ass for me, so I can lick that dirty hole until you come all over my face,” he whispered, and I shook with both shock and pleasure. I didn’t doubt he would.

  With one hand, he unbuttoned his pants and freed his cock and my pussy clenched hungrily for it. It was just as large as Talor’s had been, just as hard and I licked my lips and was struck by the sudden thought of what it would taste like. He pulled his finger from my asshole, and suddenly I felt lonely and achy for its return. The thought surprised me, and I took a deep, shuddering breath to try to contain my wild thoughts.

  He reached into his pocket and slipped a small sleeve over his shaft.

  I narrowed my eyes, confused, but wasn’t given much time for thought as he slid right into my pussy, still very wet from Talor’s seed. I could feel more of it drip down me as Dex fucked my cunt slowly, lazily even. His deliberately unhurried movements forced me to feel every ridge of his cock as it grew inside me, bigger and bigger, and then something strange happened.

  The clear sleeve he’d put over his cock began to rotate inside me. Little round ridges caressed my channel and suddenly I was breathless with need. The small pearls rubbed inside me, brushing against the place deep inside me that made me wild with need.

  He fucked me and the warring friction within my cunt drove me so far into the world of pleasure that I began to moan, despite my attempts to stop myself.

  His thumb brushed against my clit and it was all too much. He pinched it and I came apart beneath him.

  My release hit me like a freight train and I shook underneath his weight.

  He began to fuck me harder, more roughly and I trembled with my release, white-hot pleasure slicing through me like a hot knife to butter. Molten ecstasy took a hold of me completely and I cried out at the unexpected passion.

  His hips hooked upward, and the head of his cock dragged against the top of my entrance and my orgasm deepened to a level I hadn’t expected. My moans became throatier, more animalistic and I thrived under Dex’s attentions.

  It was like he knew my body better than I knew it myself.

  My pussy clenched around his cock, tightening with my orgasm and he groaned loudly, grasping onto my thigh with one arm while the other continued to toy with my clit, teasing more pleasure out of me than I ever thought imaginable.

  I couldn’t think anymore. I could only feel. I knew I should be fighting their advances, that I shouldn’t be enjoying their alien touch as much as I was. I should hate them with every fiber of my being, but in that moment, all I knew was pleasure.

  And that despite the rough way they fucked me, none of them had really hurt me.

  My head flew back and I screamed with pleasure, my pussy tightening as Dex grunted. He pulled out of me and I felt his hot seed paint my stomach, reaching as high as my breast and I moaned with desire. His hot cum burned into my skin, but it felt delicious.

  I watched as he swirled his thumb in it before he brought it to my lips.

  “Open,” Dex commanded.

  I obeyed.

  I sucked his thumb, twirling my tongue around it and decadent flavors exploded in my mouth. Raspberries. Blackberries. Strawberries. A delicious, unexpected treat. I sighed happily, cleaning every last drop off of him.

  “Good girl,” he whispered, and I could have sworn my insides twirled with glee.

  Dex tucked his cock back into his black pants, before walking away. With his absence, I felt lonely and I suddenly missed the touch of both Dex and Talor. I turned my head, looking between Biran and Ejan, wondering who was next.

  Ejan sized me up from his spot on the wall and sighed, almost like being in the room was a chore for him. He sucked in on his e-cig, blowing out a blast of hyperoxide steam after a long moment.

  “I want her on her hands and knees, Dex. Make the Robo do its thing,” Ejan said nonchalantly, and I trembled a little.

  Dex chuckled.

  “She’s just a human. Nothing more,” Ejan replied, almost like he was talking to himself and I couldn’t help but feel my heart falter just a little. Did he not care? Of course he didn’t. I was just a breeder to him. Someone to carry his seed and bear his children.

  Nothing more.

  I blinked away tears. I don’t know why it bothered me, and I tried to look at the floor as Dex snapped his fingers again. The robot arranged me slowly, guiding me into a position where I was on my hands and knees. My palms pressed against small platforms, as did the tops of my feet and my knees. One robotic arm wrapped around my waist for support, as well as one on each wrist and ankle. I was fully supported and bound.

  I wouldn’t be able to get away, even if I tried.

  I heard his footsteps echo against the steel floor, moving closer to me with each passing second. My nerves left me feeling anxious, until I felt his fingers touch my vulnerable skin. Robo lowered me down a bit further, so that my pussy lined up with his hips.

  Easy access.

  Instead, he just touched me, feeling my skin.

  “Please,” I begged, a slight sense of fear growing in my belly. I tried to look back at him, but I only saw his scowl and turned away.

  “I don’t care if you have more to say. I’m done talking,” Ejan replied and I shivered at his icy tone. His fingers continued to drift across my flesh though, his softness entirely opposite to his harsh tone. His thumb also wandered up the cleft of my ass, briefly rimming over my asshole before moving onto the dimples at the base of my lower back.

  His thumb circled them, and I sighed softly.

  I was so out of my element with him. I had no idea what to expect, so I bit my lip, just let myself experience his touch.

  His finger dropped back down to the wetness of my cunt, dipping between my folds and circling my clit. I murmured my pleasure softly in response.

  He didn’t say a word. Just explored me.

  His digits dipped into my pussy, freshly fucked by not one, but two cocks and about to be taken by a third. I wondered what he thought of the cum dripping down my body, if he liked it as much as I did, or if he thought I was just a dirty, filthy human.

  I heard Ejan pull down his zipper and the heat of his cock pressed against me. Taken at such a different angle than the others, I wasn’t prepared for how big he felt, stretching my used cunt more than ever. I moaned softly, my body fighting the intrusion, but I had little choice.

  Ejan fucked me slowly at first, before he began to pick up the pace. Soon, he was fucking me just as harshly as Talor had, only Ejan was twisting his hips just a bit, stroking my inner walls with a fervor that left me panting for more.

  Fuck. He was good.

  His dick grew bigger within me, enough to make me gasp out in pleasure pain, but in the best way I could imagine. He didn’t make a noise, except I could hear his breath quicken in short little pants over top of the wet fucking noises our bodies made together.

  He reached around my hips and fingered my clit and I lost control.

  My pussy spasmed around his cock and I heard his breath catch in his throat. Knowing that I had such an effect on him aroused me even more and I clenched tight around his length. He sighed happily, and I couldn’t help a small smile that graced my lips.

  I could feel my release building as he pinched my clit and I didn’t fight it this time. Instead, I allowed myself to get caught up in the gentle build of pleasure. Higher and higher he drove me, until I felt like I was twirling in the clouds, ready to freefall into an ocean of ecstasy.

  His pace increased in tempo and he circled my clit harder and I fell apart beneath him. My orgasm ran deep, and he took me hard, claiming what he wanted when he wanted. I felt him shake behind me and after a series of hard strokes, he pulled out and his hot cum pelted my back and dripped down my ass.

  He walked away, before turning back and looking me in the eye.

  “Maybe it’ll be nice having a woman around,” he murmured before he left the room.

  I was left a little dazed, but I tried not to take his
coldness personally. He was a Vakarran and that meant he was used to taking what he wanted and following his own rules.

  Biran walked in front of me, his palms curling around my chin and caressing my cheeks.

  “I want her down from this thing. I want to have her as she is, not contorted in some odd fashion by your tech,” he said and Dex chuckled.

  “Have it your way then,” Dex responded, snapping his fingers. Robo responded immediately, gently depositing me on the floor and freeing me of its bonds. Once I was standing though, I found that my legs were weak, and I wavered, but Biran was there to catch me. Slowly, he guided me to the bed and sat me down, allowing me to catch my breath and rebuild what little energy I had left in my body.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, brushing my hair from my eyes.

  I rose my eyes to meet his and once again, I saw only kindness and understanding. I wanted to repay him for it. There was a soft rug beneath the bed and I dropped down to it, moving between his legs.

  Tentatively, I reached for his thighs, massaging them through his black pants.

  He looked at me with a curious expression, almost like he was asking me without words if this is what I wanted.

  Growing bolder still, I reached for the button of his slacks and he didn’t stop me. I undid it, moving onto his zipper, and still, he made no moves to prevent me from doing so. Instead, he leaned back on his elbows and watched me. I reached in and felt the iron-hard shaft of his cock and I knew he wanted me. It made me feel powerful, like I actually meant something to him.

  I let my preconceptions about Vakarrans fall away completely then.

  I gave in to the beat of my heart. I swayed back and forth as I pulled his cock out, freeing it from the confines of his clothes. He sighed softly as I touched him.

  His skin was velvety soft. The head of his cock pulsed then and I slid my thumb down the slit at the tip, feeling his own wetness seeping from it in small drops.

  His cock was a darker shade of purple than the rest of him, a beautiful shade that reminded me of violets in the moonlight. It was a stunning color. His shaft was throbbing, the veins like heavy ridges that promised to take me places I’d never been before. I licked my lips and he watched me even more closely. His cock was larger than anything I’d ever put in my mouth, but I wanted to repay him for his kindness in any way that I could.

  My tongue poked out from between my lips, curling around the ridge that surrounded the head of his dick and I felt him still beneath me.

  “Mya,” Biran breathed softly.

  I breathed around his cock, twirling my tongue around the head before taking him deeper in my mouth. He groaned quietly, his eyes locked with mine, and I worked harder to please him.

  When I began to grow more comfortable, gradually taking him further into my throat than before, I could feel him pulsing against my tongue. I could taste his delightful berry flavor and I breathed in his male musk, smoky and fruity like a fine wine.

  He leaned forward, moving off his elbows to gently cup the back of my head. His fingers massaged in my hair as I took him with my mouth.

  His grip tightened gradually and I was ready for it. It felt good.

  Slowly, he regained control and I gave it to him. He fucked my throat, softly at first but before long, he was using my mouth to his heart’s desire.

  His fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my head back and my scalp burned, but in a way that left me panting around his length. I felt my thighs quiver and knew that the wetness between my legs wasn’t just the cum from three other men, but my own arousal dripping between the folds of my cunt.

  “Touch yourself,” he demanded. “I want you to make yourself come while I fuck your throat.”

  His words left me burning and despite my shame, I found myself reaching between my legs and sliding my fingers up my thighs to my wet pussy. I circled my clit slowly, once then twice before using the flat of my fingers to brush against it. I moaned against his cock, knowing the vibrations in my throat likely brought him pleasure.

  He groaned softly, and I knew I was right.

  His pace began to increase in intensity and soon, I had to time my breaths with his movements. When he pulled free of my throat before he slammed back into me. He was rough, punishing, but I enjoyed every moment because I had chosen to do so.

  Biran’s hold on my hair tightened and I knew he was close. My fingers busied between my thighs, stroking my clit in just the way I liked, bringing myself near to the edge of orgasm again and again until I felt like I was ready to explode.

  He groaned, and I felt his thighs shake against my shoulders. I swirled my tongue and swallowed around him, my body growing hot beneath his control and my own. My clit throbbed beneath my fingers and once I felt him jerk back a bit, I let go completely.

  I moaned around him and his seed spattered against the back of my throat. My cunt spasmed around my fingers and I came with him, moaning around his cock.

  I swallowed his cum, bit by bit, enjoying the delectable berry taste, while my body simmered with residual pleasure from my own orgasm.

  He let go of my hair and I leaned backward, ensuring that I had cleaned his dick completely. When I had finished, I tucked him back into his pants, while lifting my eyes to meet his. His gaze was warm. His grin contagious.

  I had pleased him.

  “Come. I’m sure you’re tired. Let’s go get some rest,” He offered his hand to me, helping me off my knees and up and onto the bed.

  Lifting the covers and tucking me in beside him, he curled my body into his.

  “Sleep now,” he murmured.

  I didn’t fight him, because I was far too tired. Having been taken by four men, one after another, I had zero energy to fight back. My body hummed with residual pleasure and I closed my eyes with a smile on my face, exhaustion claiming me in minutes.

  Chapter Five

  Ejan

  The next morning, I stole off by myself, trying to clear my head.

  I didn’t want her to affect me. She shouldn’t be consuming my mind like this. She was a fucking human, a breeder. That was it.

  But I couldn’t get my mind off her. Instead, all I could imagine was how tight her pussy had gripped my cock, how her little gasps of delight as I fucked her echoed in my ears, and how beautiful her skin looked marked with my seed. Her hair cascading down her back looked like a brilliant red halo and even now, the blue pools of her eyes seemed permanently painted in my vision. I’d seen her sadness when I’d left, her sorrow at my refusal to connect with her. For some reason, this burned away at my soul.

  But fucking her like that. Damn it all.

  It was the hottest thing I could ever imagine. I shouldn’t be affected by her as much as I was. That’s why I had to leave the room, why I didn’t want to talk to her or forge any sort of relationship with her then. If I’d had my way then, I’d have fucked her all night. She’d have felt the soreness from me for days if I had done that. I’d have been sure of it. And I would have wanted to ravish her.

  Now, I was by myself, smoking in the cargo bay, reflecting on the events of the past twenty-four hours.

  A fucking human of all things. I was a Vakarran and all I was feeling right now was weakness. I’d never felt something like this before.

  It unnerved me.

  My comrades and I had been exiled for a while now. We’d taken up a life where we took what we wanted, when we wanted, and we didn’t exactly care if any consequences came with it. Talor had seen Mya’s picture and we’d all decided to claim her as our own, since our exile meant we’d never have access to any humans or compatible genetic partners as a part of any Vakarran conquests. Ever.

  We’d pissed off the wrong people and kissed that option goodbye.

  I’d had plenty of women before, but none like this one. This human was different from the others. Usually, it was just sex. It fulfilled a need, relieved stress, and enabled me to focus on what mattered the most, whether it be an invasion, conquest, or sale of stolen goods. But f
or some strange fucking reason, Mya was different.

  I couldn’t get her out of my mind.

  Even after I’d slept all night in another room. I hadn’t even touched her in over eight hours and I was still thinking about her.

  What was wrong with me?

  I had other more important things to worry about rather than a woman, like the trip to the Underground Station, a veritable black market for literally any types of goods you could think of, even the trafficking of both male and female species, alien or human. It didn’t matter. It was the place where I’d gotten my illegal e-cig cartridge, power by hydrogen, helium, and oxygen, rather than the old school mix of tobacco and other chemicals.

  I added other, more interesting things to it as well, like liquid ecstasy, a drug that had gone through many evolutions over the past few centuries. My nanoparticle mix had only the most potent ingredients, made by one man in the Underground that I trusted with my life. My brother.

  I took a long drag of the drugged steam, letting the molecules wash over me, trying to chase away my obsession with our new human conquest, but as I waited, I couldn’t. Even a half hour later, Mya was still the only thing on my mind.

  We had some cargo to unload today, some stolen hydrogen gun cartridges, a few laser-powered weapons as well as a delivery of some of the highest-grade cocaine available on the market, straight from the jungles of Venassathi, for my brother to sell.

  Although we’d had plenty of opportunity to traffic men and women, as a group, we had decided against it. We preferred to make our money on actual goods, not forced slavery.

  As Vakarrans, it was normal for us to enslave those we conquered, but it had always left a bad taste in my mouth when our species sold them off for various purposes. Mya though, was different. We needed a breeder if we ever wanted to start a family.

  And her file had popped up at an opportune time, the Celestial Mates Dating Agency just a quick trip away. So, we took her. And now, she was overwhelming me with visions of how she might look sucking my cock.