Her legs wrapped around his waist, but when she tried to ride him, he shook his head.
“Hold still for now,” Regon said.
Easier said than done, she squeezed the big cock inside her and bit Moder’s shoulder to keep still.
She didn’t have to wait long. Sed worked lube on her other hole and stepped up behind her. Shifting her weight slightly, she tried to give him more access.
The men were close enough in height that they could pull this off, and she leaned back on Sed as he filled her ass. Moder’s mouth claimed a breast, but his strong hands held her steady. She was no thrill seeker, but there was no fear in thrills like this. There was no place safer than in the arms of her men. Liz kissed Sed as he found his footing.
Both men inside her, she waited to see what they’d do. Did they want her to rock or were they going to fuck her silly?
When Moder eased back and filled her, she had her answer. Holding on, she let them play to her extreme pleasure. They started one at a time then they fucked her in unison. It was like a dance, but she didn’t care about learning the steps. It was too much fun to follow her men’s lead.
The other two men moved to her sides and pinched her nipples. A hand found her clit, and Liz tried to open her eyes and focus, but she got dizzy. Her orgasm built, and she could only squeak, but they stayed buried deep in her as she gasped and dug her nails into Moder’s back.
Sed and Moder began to move again, and her body ached with pleasure as they came. Liz was pressed between them and had never felt safer in her life. The other men helped the trio detangle carefully. A satisfied Liz curled up with Regon.
“That was fun.” She kissed him.
“More tomorrow.” Sed pinched her ass.
She swatted his hand playfully. “Maybe we should try doing it in the zero gravity room?”
Another fantasy of hers might come true!
Chapter Six
Moder had slept nightmare free, and Liz had stayed for breakfast today. Sed started to allow himself to feel hopeful. That doctor might convince Hastings the four men were refugees and shouldn’t be prisoners any longer.
Liz was busy with Meg on the antidote again, and Sed paced the pod bored out of his mind.
“What’s with you?” Regon asked.
Sed shrugged. “I’m sick of being locked up and useless.”
Jal and Moder exchanged looks of concern.
“I know. It’s the same stress we had once we were healthy and still held against our will. But this is different. We can help. We can prove we’re not passive or working for the Keelons. I could be out there helping with the antidote,” Sed told them. They’d all been bred to be fighters, but that didn’t mean each man didn’t have their own strengths.
“He’s right,” Moder said. “We tried to hide my nightmares. Fair reasoning, who knew what they’d do. If Liz couldn’t cure them, they might have decided I’m dangerous and killed me. Now, we know the truth can help us. Sed can try to contribute.”
“What do we do? We’re just fighters.” Jal shrugged.
Regon sighed. “The only way to know what they need is to go there and offer help. I say we ask Meg’s guys in here and volunteer to do anything. Whatever. Even guard Hastings car. If they’re starting to trust us, we can start to give back and earn more.”
Frowning, Jal sat back. “They kept us prisoner for over a year of interrogation and being taken away from Liz. Now, we should go to work for them and earn trust?”
“It has to start somewhere. They helped Moder, and it could lead them to trust us more. Let’s make a move and go out there. Sed can see what he can do, and Meg can ask her guys if we can do something.” Regon led the way.
The other three followed, and Sed smiled. Meg and Liz both looked surprised when the men emerged. But within minutes, the other guys were taking a meeting with Meg’s men and Sed sat in Meg’s office.
“So you’re a scientist?” Meg asked.
Sed cleared his throat. “I was interested. War gets boring, and the ships require some knowledge.”
“But if you have aptitude, why would they put you in a warring party?” Liz asked.
“I bonded with the others so I didn’t want to leave them. Besides, safe positions like labs and research were kept for women and a few favored sons of the most elite levels of the ruling class. Not me. I might not be any help, but I’d rather try to be useful and understand.”
Liz leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I thought you guys might hate Dreamland and want to run. After the way you’ve been treated, I wouldn’t blame you.”
He shook his head. “Both sides have to move a little. Trust takes time, but this weapon sounds like a critical piece of the puzzle.”
Leaning back, Meg exhaled. “Only if we’re forced into a fight or are invaded. But if someone is accidentally exposed here, I want to be able to counteract it.”
“She’s so smart she made a weapon she can’t reverse.” Liz laughed.
“If I were that smart, I’d have thought of the antidote while I was at it the first time.” Meg held a vial of the powder in her hand. “You remember how it works, Sed?”
He nodded. “It inhibits our skin from shifting or even staying together. Also it hurts like being set on fire, from what you said before.”
“Very true. That’s the idea anyway. I don’t want to cause anyone that much pain. Especially if I can’t reverse it. So what are your thoughts?”
Reaching for a vial, Sed shook it inside the container. “It’s very fine.”
“It’d feel like baby powder to Liz or me. But our skin isn’t made to adjust itself to the elements. How do we get that powder out from the skin cells without damaging everything? All liquid based attempts of flushing out the irritant are also taking the affected skin cells.”
Sed looked at her. “You’re testing solutions? How?”
Meg smiled. “I had more skin grafts taken off my guys. Good thing you aliens heal quickly, or it’d look like I was torturing them.”
“We’d donate grafts, as well.” Sed leaned forward.
Liz hugged him. “Of course, you would. We know that. Meg and her guys were being nice, letting us have as much time together as we could.”
Nodding, Sed got up and paced. “Does the powder bond to the skin cells?”
“No, not directly. The powder is designed to penetrate the skin and get in between the cells. When the powder hits moisture, it actually multiplies so it can spread. You rub it; you’re just transferring it over a larger area.” Meg brought up a recording of the tests on her computer.
“You are terrifyingly inventive,” Sed admitted.
“Thanks. Any idea how to undo it?” Meg pushed her glasses up.
“Could the powder be metallic or bonded to metallic powder?” Sed asked.
“What?” Liz frowned. “We don’t need to make it better.”
Meg tapped on her computer and stared. “It’s possible. And that won’t make it better, Liz. It’ll make it subject to magnets.”
“I’m a doctor not a PhD so can you give me that in normal medical terms?” Liz tapped her foot.
“With a strong enough magnet, you could pull out the powder and the cells, theoretically, shouldn’t come along with it.” Sed smiled.
“I’ll run a few simulations and see, but that’s a workable theory. We’ll need more skin for testing.” Meg was deep in her computer now.
“I’m glad you’re on our side.” Liz nodded.
Meg laughed. “Me or him?”
“Both.” Liz nodded. “I’ll get the guys together, and you’ll have grafts. You two geniuses work it out.”
Sed sat across from Meg and started to see his new life. This was better than war, even if Earth was centuries behind in technology.
* * * *
Liz put the skin samples under the microscope the next day. The basic tests all appeared successful, but she and Meg both agreed to give it twenty-four hours to observe before they moved to the next stage.
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bsp; “How’s it looking?” Meg leaned over Liz’s shoulder.
“Stable. Dead skin now but strong. I think the modified powder is perfect.” Liz was happy that they could put this project behind them.
“Excellent!” Meg grabbed her phone and sent a text.
“What’s that?” Liz asked.
“Hastings wanted to know about the antidote.” Meg shrugged. “I texted the guys too so they can come by and know they’re safe.”
It took twenty minutes for all the men to arrive. Hastings kept himself apart. Liz watched Meg talk to the boss. Sed looked a little nervous, but Liz gave him a reassuring smile.
“So, an antidote option.” Hastings walked over to lab table.
“Yes, here’s the digital recording of the graft tests.” Liz ran the playback on the big monitor.
When it was done, Hastings eyed Sed. “This magnetic thing was your idea?”
“Yes, Sir.” Sed nodded.
“Well, I don’t want any of my men suffering because of a mistake. But it’s all just lab stuff to me.” Hastings shrugged.
Sed nodded. “A field test would be better.”
“Field test?” Liz didn’t like the sound of that.
Meg stepped in. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea. We don’t have sedation or restraints set up that could hold an alien. The pain could trigger erratic behavior, and we’d have to contain him to administer the magnetic treatment.”
“We do have the resources, but if these men are disciplined warriors, I don’t think we need it. They should be able to control themselves and take the pain.” Hastings nodded.
“I’ll do it.” Sed extended his arm on the table.
“No!” Liz stalked up. “No one needs to suffer for this.”
“I’ll try it out.” Regon stepped up.
Sed put his arm around Liz. “It’s fine. This was my idea, and I should be the one to test it.”
Hastings looked at Meg. “Opinions?”
“A lot of inventors and scientists experiment on themselves first. If Sed wants to do it, we can make it happen. But we can use a really small sample.” Meg grabbed a sample of the new stuff and moved in the magnet.
“Meg, no. The skin grafts are proof. We don’t experiment on people.” Liz folded her arms.
“Liz, we don’t have any animals that we can test this on. The skin properties are unique and not native to Earth. We can’t test it any other way. It’ll be a few seconds of pain then the magnet. The pain should subside quickly.” Meg positioned Sed’s arm on the table and put a monitor on him. “This will track your body’s reaction to the substance. Do your best not to move, Sed.”
Sed nodded. “It’ll be fine.”
The other guys stepped in behind Sed and Hastings moved next to Meg to watch it.
Liz’s hands trembled, and she hugged Moder for support. As soon as Meg opened the vial, Liz held her breath.
The small dot of powder touched Sed’s forearm, and his body tensed. There was no way for him to control his skin in this circumstance. When the elements changed, the aliens’ skin countered to protect itself. That only caused more pain. The color of his skin changed to bright purple, but it only hurt from his reaction.
“Magnet, Meg.” Liz wiped away tears as Sed grimaced and fought to keep his screams in.
Meg swung the magnet over and flipped it on. The particles were so fine Liz couldn’t see anything, but Sed relaxed. The guys patted him on the back and hugged him.
“That was barely a quarter inch of skin and a light coating.” Hastings’ eyebrow arched.
“And he was barely containing his pain. He couldn’t attack anyone or defend himself in that condition. If you used this as a tactical weapon, the dose would be quadruple that—minimum.” Meg removed all the powder and the alien men breathed easier.
“Very good. A weapon and containment. We have other issues, but this is good.” Hastings left, and Meg’s men went with him.
Liz checked Sed’s arm and kissed it. “I can’t believe that jerk didn’t do something more after all the work.”
“There are other things going on, Liz. I’ll talk to him tomorrow.” Regon nodded. “You and Meg keep an eye on Sed today. We’re going to go shadow the other guys again.”
“I’ll come.” Sed looked ready for anything.
Liz shook her head. “No way. We need to monitor this experiment and make sure there are no side effects or secondary irritations.”
“She’s right, Sed. A proper test needs documentation and observation. I know you want to prove yourself to Dreamland, but a lot of times that means cooperation with stuff that’s a pain.” Meg snapped a few photos.
The doctor in Liz flipped on, and she checked his vital signs and started making notes. “You’re right. We can sit down and talk about his pain and reaction.”
Meg smiled. “Okay, I’ll leave you two alone for a bit. If you need anything, let me know.”
“Thanks, Meg.” Liz knew she was too close to her guys to be objective and strong, but the fact that Hastings wasn’t stopping them from helping in Dreamland showed progress.
“Think Regon will succeed with Hastings tomorrow?” Sed asked.
Liz sighed. “I hope so. I tried once, but now there’s proof you guys are honest and trustworthy. They may not let you in the highest level security areas, but anywhere outside of the pod is an improvement.”
“It’ll work out.” Sed kissed her forehead.
“You don’t regret coming to Earth? Was it really worse than this on your planet?” Liz asked.
Sed smiled at her. “You’re worth it. We knew it wouldn’t be easy to adapt to a new world, but when we met you, we all knew we’d found our home. They won’t take us away again. We just need to earn our place in Dreamland.”
Her heart felt ready to burst. She’d never thought she’d meet the right guy, and she’d found four. Liz kissed his cheek. “Good. Tomorrow, you can go with the other guys on the security stuff. You don’t have to hang in the lab.”
“I don’t mind the lab. I’d like to learn more about this stuff, and the view is much better.” He winked at her.
Chapter Seven
Regon woke to a soft form sliding over his torso. All night Liz had been waking to check on Sed’s arm. While Regon would’ve preferred to endure the test himself, he’d realized that if they were going to fit in on Earth, letting out their individuality would serve them better. He’d worked so hard while they were captives to keep the safe mindset, but now, it was time to stand out a bit.
Liz slid back and Regon caught her.
“Morning.” He kissed her neck.
She blushed. “Good morning. Sed’s arm is perfect.”
“Then stop fussing.” Regon flipped her onto her back on the bed and tugged off her flimsy nightgown.
“You stop! You guys should save your energy now that you’re working with the security team.” Liz’s mouth protested, but her body arched for attention.
Jal and Sed were already pinning down her arms and each began to suck one of her round breasts. Then the only protests Liz made were for them not to stop.
Moder eased over and kissed her mouth. Regon watched the slow intimacy and smiled as her eager hands found Jal and Sed’s cocks. There was another target in mind for Regon. He bent down and licked her outer pussy lips slowly. They’d been apart so long that they were still making up for lost time and so hungry for sexual contact that he almost wanted to stay a prisoner a little while longer so they could be together more.
Inhaling her unique sent, Regon spread her lips and teased her inner folds with his tongue. When her legs tried to wrap around his head, he pushed her thighs back and held her down. Right now, she was their prisoner.
He nipped her clit and watched her body tremble. Jal and Sed now had their cocks pressed between her breasts while Liz pulled Moder’s erection to her lips. She was a very willing prisoner. Regon doubled his efforts and ate her pussy like the starved man he was. Jal and Sed’s fingers slid down to fill he
r cunt.
Liz’s gasps and the snap of her hips told Regon they were close to getting their woman off. Her groans turned to grunts, and she shuddered several times before finally relaxing. Jal and Sed licked their fingers clean as Regon teased her clit just a little more.
“Stop. Fuck me, Regon!” Liz’s hips twisted to escape his tongue.
“You heard her.” Moder tossed Regon a condom.
Regon put it on and slid slowly into Liz. Her body tightened on him as though she hadn’t has a single orgasm since their return. Thrusting hard, he heard her moan approvingly. Moder’s cock still filled her mouth while Jal and Sed played across her breasts, jerking each other off then rubbing against her nipples.
It was relaxed and easy. When Sed buried his face between Liz’s breasts, Jal moved in behind him and lubed his ass. Regon chuckled and stretched up to kissed Liz’s mouth and nip and Moder’s sac.
“Don’t stop!” Sed backed up on Jal even as he kept sucking on Liz’s right breast.
Liz glanced over and smiled at Regon and Moder. “Watching is almost as fun as being in the middle.”
Regon nodded to Moder.
Moder shook his head. “I won’t last two seconds.”
“Then come for me now.” Liz hummed as she sucked him deep in her mouth.
Moaning, Moder thrust into her mouth then rolled to the side as she licked her lips. Regon watched her enjoy her spoils before swallowing and rolling over onto him. She was determined to get sandwiched. Regon could feel her squeezing his cock insistently.
Regon nodded to Sed and Jal who crawled over like a well-trained unit. Moder helped, lubing her ass and sliding protection on Sed. The view of two men behind Liz made Regon’s cock pulse. Jal fucked Sed with the fast strokes he liked while kissing Moder.
Liz rocked forward then back onto both cocks. Regon lifted, but he had limited range. Her eyes stared at him as she expertly snapped her lush hips back on two cocks at once. The more Regon learned about human women, the more he realized how fortunate they were to find Liz. She could juggle them all and want more.
The raw sensation of sex filled the room. Moder had disappeared from sight, but the groans coming from Jal suggested a rim job. It was Sed who came first. The climax rocked the entire group then he slid from them and moved around to kiss Liz slowly.
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