Jal’s moans increased, and the trio looked over to see that Moder had removed Jal’s protection. Moder still rimmed Jal’s asshole with his tongue while jerking his cock at the same time. Liz sat on Regon’s cock and watched as she rode.
“I love you guys so much. For warriors, you have so much love and passion.” Liz kissed Regon and then Sed.
As Jal’s noises signaled impending release, Sed leaned down and licked Liz’s clit. She arched back to give him plenty of room and within seconds her screams filled the pod. Regon tried to hold on, but her body tightened on him, and the orgasm hit him. Shouting and thrusting up so she bounced on him more, Regon watched her hold on for the ride.
When he could focus again, Regon saw that Sed had moved over to suck on Jal’s spent cock and Moder’s hard one. Jal jerked Moder roughly, and Moder was on his knees trying to hold both men as he fought his release. The cum shot out, and once it was lapped up by the others, a sense of peace and calm filled the room.
Liz finally broke the silence. “I’m going with you to see Hastings.”
Regon shook his head. “No, we’re going. You stay with Meg.”
“No! She stood up for her guys. I should’ve been braver and stronger when they moved you the first time. I wanted to raise hell, but I was afraid they’d hurt you.” Liz reached out to touch each one. They moved to her. The contact soothed them all as the tension returned.
“Meg’s men were already free and working here. All she did was demand proper quarters and no discriminatory treatment for their relationship. It’s not the same for us. Her men had nothing to prove. No doubts of loyalty. This is our fight, and if we don’t make it on our own, we’ll never be respected.”
Liz slid off Regon and rolled her eyes at him. “Men. Can’t let a woman help you. All that macho crap.”
“Macho?” Moder asked.
Laughing, Liz found her robe. “Macho. Tough men protect their women. Women can’t do the reverse. You might as well be humans.”
Regon smiled. “You still like us?”
She blushed. “Of course. I think you’ll fit in a lot easier than anyone expected. Fine. You tough guys go make your demands to Hastings. I’ll go shower and do my routine job. It was convenient having you right there the lab, but you’re career men now.”
* * * *
Once Liz left, the men showered and got ready. An hour later, they were in Hastings office. Regon would do the talking; the leadership thing was part of him. But having all of their fates on his shoulders was tough. This was more than a single battle. It was their futures.
“So, you boys want out of the cage and into some army uniforms?” Hastings leaned back in his chair. “You didn’t do boot camp or serve.”
“We realize additional training may be needed, and we don’t specifically need to be in the armed services. You have civilians working here. Sed has shown an interest in science, and his knowledge and observations might help your team learn more about the Keelons.”
Hastings nodded. “Okay, but you understand you have to fight on our side. And a fight seems to be coming. Abductions are up. UFO sightings are sporadic but on the rise. At first, we thought it was that 2012 thing. End of the world crap.”
There was something Hastings wanted. Some disclosure. Regon took the gamble. “Liz told us about the UFO she saw that night over Alaska. It was a Keelon ship?”
“As far as we can tell, it was. Went away. No one admits to being abducted or returned that night. They may have been checking out our other obvious military bases. I don’t like that.”
“We don’t, either. We want to be here, safe on Earth. We want to have freedom, rights as citizens and our own quarters with Liz. Whatever jobs we need to start here to prove ourselves or earn promotions are fine. This isn’t ego; its respect.” Regon stood his ground.
“I like that about you aliens. All for one sort of thing. I do, I like it. It’s just hard to trust it. You tell me where to hit that ship to hurt it, and I mean bring it down, and you’ll get your jobs and your citizen papers. But you work for Dreamland. Until the Keelons aren’t a threat, you report to me.”
“Agreed.” Regon exhaled.
Hastings pulled out a picture of the ship hovering in the night sky.
Regon and Sed both leaned in. “Well, with your standard F-16 armaments, you’d need to hit here, the underside of the hull where they have scanners that look for what they want. Those scanners are connected to the main computers. If you knock them out, it’ll disable the shields for a bit. You have to keep at them and do more damage, but fire a missile once you’ve compromised the scanner section, and they won’t be able to hit back fast enough. A few direct missiles, and they’ll go down.”
Sed nodded. “It’s a dangerous mission. Timing is everything, and if they find you before you get them…”
“I’m not worried about that. Military means dangerous work. Our pilots are the best. So you guys go report to the head of the security detail, and he’ll get you official. I’ll change Liz’s quarters to something big enough to fit all of you.” Hastings scribbled notes on the back of the photo.
“We could run through a few computer simulations of a good tactical attack,” Regon suggested.
“Sounds good. This afternoon. Get you boys dressed properly first. Glad you’re on our side.” Hastings waved at them to leave.
* * * *
After an hour, Liz got an antsy. Going over and over the test on Sed was boring, but she couldn’t bring herself to think of anything else.
“It’ll be fine,” Meg said.
“No, what if Regon is too pushy and they get sent away again?” Liz erased the thought. She couldn’t handle it.
“I think they’ve proven themselves useful. Hastings is a jerk, and he’s condescending and rude and all those things. But he’s not stupid. They have more current knowledge of the Keelons than anyone. They may not be engineers or high ranking players, but it’s more than we’ve got.” Meg set down a few flash drives.
“What are those?” Liz asked.
“Data on the autopsies of dead Keelons from any crashes. I was going over the information before to see if anything helped with an antidote. But you can learn more about their physiology from them. I know X-raying your men is more fun, but these might help.”
“Hastings gave these to you?” Liz turned one over and over in her hand.
“Yeah, while you were gone.”
“He didn’t trust me with them.” Liz dropped the drive.
Meg shrugged. “Four hot men seducing you is rather unusual for any of us. He was probably being cautious, but I think it’s over now.”
“How can you be so positive?” Liz asked.
Meg pointed to the doorway. Liz looked up and saw her men. For a second, she almost didn’t recognize them because they were in normal clothes. Jeans and polo-style shirts. They looked so good! She ran up and hugged them. “You did it.”
“We did it.” Regon nodded. “Ready to see our new quarters?”
Liz nodded and let Regon lead the way.
When Regon stopped at the family-size quarters across from Meg’s new location, Liz wasn’t surprised. Few accommodations in Dreamland were big enough for four let alone five. But they’d make it work.
Once inside, Liz lost what professional decorum she’d been holding onto and kissed Regon, Sed, Jal and Moder thoroughly before they looked around. There were two bedrooms and a large common room plus a huge bathroom.
“We can modify it for one sleeping room and make one an office or study,” Sed suggested.
“The two beds will barely fit in one room. We can move the dressers out to the other.” Jal shifted one. “In an hour, we’ll have it just the way we need it.”
Liz looked at them with renewed hunger and stepped out of her heels. “It can wait.” She unzipped her skirt and let it fall. Her jacket and blouse were next.
“She just got us in civilian clothes, and she wants us naked again,” Moder teased.
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��ve always wanted you naked.” She pulled off his shirt and reached for his fly.
She found his ID badge on his belt, and out of nowhere, she teared up. “You’re official.”
Moder wiped away her tears and kissed her gently. “We’re all official. Assigned to Dreamland until the Keelon threat is neutralized. Then, wherever you go is home.”
“I am home.” She turned to Jal and Sed to admire their badges of freedom. They were naked by the time she turned to Regon who had his badge in hand, the little clip that held it to his clothes opened and aimed at her bra.
“That’ll hurt. It’s metal not meant for skin. If you want proper nipple clamps, we can go shopping.” She unhooked her bra and let him play anyway.
The metal teeth scored her skin, but he never let the clip close.
“There are such toys here?” Jal asked.
Liz felt her cheeks heat up, but she nodded. “Yes, lots of sex toys. People can be single a long time, or couples want to spice things up. Men get their nipples pierced so the clips would be as much fun for you.”
“Do you own any of these toys?” Moder asked.
“I went from you four to nothing for a year. I had to survive. No other men could compare.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Wait, we don’t have anything.”
“Toys aren’t necessary. But they may add some fun later.” Regon shrugged.
“No, I mean protection or lube. Obviously, diseases aren’t a major concern since I’ve had you under the microscope so much, but lube and protection for that stuff.” She squeezed Moder’s ass.
“You think we’d bring you here unprepared?” Sed opened a drawer. “We were issued civilian clothing and personal essentials, including a lot of those sorts of supplies.”
“Good because I didn’t want to have to go get anything. Not now.” She pushed Sed down on the couch and Moder next to him. Then she nudged Jal to kneel in front of the men.
“I think our lady has taken the lead.” Regon caught her around the waist.
“Didn’t you say one night I’d get whatever I wanted? I never did exactly. So play nice, or I will get those toys and show you what batteries can do for a girl.” She pushed him toward the other men but with his back to them.
She watched Jal suck Moder and Sed until fully erect, but it was Sed who took the lead and slid on a condom. When he lubed Regon’s ass, Liz relished Regon’s expression of surprise. But Regon’s cock pulsed, and he went back willingly.
“This is what you want?” Regon rode the thick member.
Leaning in, Liz kissed him and teased his cock. “Absolutely. Men together are so amazing.”
“Sure you don’t want to take a middle spot?” Jal offered Moder’s erection.
Liz looked at the position and couldn’t resist. After rolling protection onto Moder, she sunk onto his cock. As soon as she had all of it, Liz felt the cool lube being rubbed into her asshole. As Jal slowly filled her rear, Moder pinched her nipples like the clamps she’d get them very soon. Taking these four into Vegas for sex toy shopping would be a wild time.
The sweet sensation of two hard cocks deep in her body made Liz pause. It wasn’t new, but for the first time since she’d met her men, Liz was confident it was her future. Her hips rotated on them shamelessly. She was built for this and had found her sexual freedom in more men and sharing fully. It wasn’t a relationship she’d ever expected, but when she leaned over to suck Regon’s cock as he got fucked, she knew it was very natural for them.
The moans and soft whispers for more made Liz take her time. It was less frantic and less needy than their first times. They’d have every night together, and she’d make sure she sat back and watched her four men fuck each other every once in a while…just to remind herself how lucky she was.
Jal’s fingers slid down and rubbed her clit until she groaned. Her hips rocked faster as she sucked as far down Regon’s cock as she could. Her hand massaged the rest of his shaft, and his grunts made her smile. Regon shuddered, and Liz felt his release before his cum hit her tongue. As she licked him clean, one hand eased down to stroke Sed’s balls.
Suddenly, Regon braced as the thrusts sped up. Hearing Sed coming and watching Regon’s reaction pushed Liz closer to the edge. She ground to Moder’s cock held, letting Jal take her ass as fast as he could. When he pinched her clit, she shrieked in a powerful climax that sent her mind spiraling.
But her men held her body tight between them as Jal came and Moder groaned. The two were rubbing their cocks against each other inside of her, a move so good for all three that she started to rock with them again.
“She’ll go again.” Regon sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Jal tilted her hips back and tapped her clit as Moder fucked her. She held onto him. He was so strong now that his nightmares were gone.
“Harder,” she said.
Gripping her ass cheeks, Moder added force, and Jal flicked her clit. Without a fight, Liz gave in to the second sudden climax as her pussy convulsed on Moder’s cock. His shouts only made her release more intense. Watching Moder come was freeing as he kissed her then pulled Jal in to treat him the same.
As they slowly unraveled their group, Liz felt a delicious ache of accomplishment.
“I guess we should go pack up Liz’s stuff and bring it over,” Regon suggested.
“Before someone comes looking for her and finds us like this.” Jal laughed.
Liz pouted. “I don’t want get dressed and pack. I want more of this. You just want to find my toys.”
“We do want those.” Moder helped her to her feet. “But we have shifts we work now, and so do you. So if you want to have all of the move done by tonight so we can screw your brains out, we should get moving. If you play nice when we’re in Vegas, I’ll buy you some clamps for down here.” He rubbed her clit.
“Stop. How are you going to buy them?” She teased.
“We’re on the payroll now, Liz. And our needs are few.” Sed gently tapped her bottom.
Liz relented and started dressing. “Fine, but one change to that deal. Tonight, instead of screwing my brains out, I want to watch you four screw each other first.”
“Now, we’re your performing sex toys?” Jal grabbed her hips. “I bet you want a rim job right now.”
“Stop it, no!” Liz barely tried to get away.
“You love anal play. I bet you have toys for that.” Regon lifted an eyebrow at her.
Oh, she did! Liz couldn’t wait to see her guys using them on each other. No abductions or alien invasions tonight! She wouldn’t stand for it. They had very special plans.
About the Author
A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favorite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day she analyzes numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels.
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