I drop my mouth, obediently rolling out my tongue. I’m less nervous now. I have come a long way from the days of standard missionary sex.
I’m on my knees, begging for their cum.
“Give it to me. Feed me your seed,” I say.
I rotate my hips around Vraik’s shaft and spilling crown, in desperate need of his depravity. I use my fingers to spread my mouth.
The others alphas touch cocks, thrusting into my mouth. I choke and spill more saliva, but the pain means nothing to me. I don’t register it.
Pleasing them is what I am here for.
With a mouthful of thick and pulsating flesh, I am unable to moan.
I breathe through my nose, lightly teasing the bottom of their balls with my fingers, tickling across their tough taints.
Something is trickling underneath the surface of their skin. Lök tilts his head back and lets out an aching cry. Vraik and Rekker follow, bodies seizing.
Their cocks bob. Two against my tongue. One against my pussy lips.
Their muscles contract as they try escape my mouth. Except, I’m the one holding them down now, and I’m not easing up on them.
Reaching behind my ass, I stroke Vraik and hear him utter a great roar. Hot cum shoots across my spine, spraying my lips and thighs. He lurches forward and grunts, carrying a frenzied expression.
I roll my tongue around both shafts, using both hands now to pump. My arms are sore, my knees are chaffed from the concrete, but I feel so fucking good. I feel in control and ready for anything.
Rekker grabs the back of my head and moans, “That’s it, baby. Prove to me you’re the one.”
Both of the aliens come.
Thick, warm seed drapes the back of my throat. I’ve never swallowed before, but to my surprise, I gulp it down like a shot.
More comes.
Then more.
There is so much fucking seed that I can barely keep it in.
I spill onto their shafts, and use it to stroke. Vraik joins in front. I can’t believe I’m doing this, but I’m using all three of their cocks now.
They’re still hard.
They’re not finished.
It’s going to be one hell of a day.
Ten
Vraik
Last night, she proved to us she can be filthier than any alpha I’ve ever met.
No, we didn’t take her pussy. We were allowed one sliver of a taste. Problem is, I’ve spent all night thinking about it.
I fucking need her.
Akron enters the room, scratching his head.
He still looks pissed. Oh, well. When all this is over, he’ll thank us for making him rich. He just needs to get used to the lifestyle change.