Tem shook his head.
“My Lady, how often do I have to tell you how very much we Monstrum love the taste of our Queen’s honey?”
As though to illustrate his point, he put the fingers he’d been using to stroke her into his mouth and sucked them. His eyes went half-lidded as he cleaned her juices from his digits, as though he was tasting the most delicious, exotic flavor in the world.
“Mmmm…” he groaned softly as he finally withdrew his fingers. “So good, my Lady. I promise you my colony-mates will love your flavor as much as I do.”
This display gave Terra courage. She had heard that the Kindred loved going down on their women. And the three of them had all mentioned how much they wanted to taste her, so hopefully this would be okay.
Luckily the Monstrum warriors, who were still kneeling, were just at the right height for her to reach them. Stepping up to Rive, she took a wide stance. Reaching between her legs, she spread the flower panties open so that the slit gaped wide, giving access to her pussy, which was still wet from the way Tem had stroked her. Then she pressed herself against the big Monstrum’s mouth, holding onto his head with one hand as she pushed him forward.
At first Rive just sat there. But then the Brain of the colony drew in a deep breath and Terra saw his eyes, which had been fixed in a blank stare, widen behind his oculars.
“That’s right,” she murmured, rubbing herself shamelessly against him. “Come on, Rive—come back to me. Taste…taste my honey.”
Slowly, his tongue came out and she felt it trace the lips of her pussy. His eyes widened further and he pressed forward, lapping her more fully.
“Good, that’s good…” Terra was panting now. Somehow being in this position was making her hot all over again. She really did feel like a Queen, ordering one of her handsome male subjects to pleasure her. “That’s right,” she crooned again. “Taste me, Rive—taste me and come back to me—come back to us.”
For Tem was standing behind her, watching. Somehow feeling the other man’s eyes on her as she let Rive lap her pussy made Terra hotter than ever.
“Ter-ra…” Rive’s voice was low and halting as he looked up at her, his mouth shiny with her juices. “My Queen,” he murmured. “I never thought I’d get to taste your honey.”
“Well, you can taste it now,” Terra told him. Stroking his thick black hair, tipped with green and silver, she guided him back. “Taste me, Rive and come back to yourself.”
“As my Queen wishes,” he murmured hoarsely and pressed forward, lapping harder until Terra moaned and tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him on, spreading her legs to give him better access to her hot, wet pussy.
She was right on the edge of orgasm again, when she felt Tem tapping her on the shoulder.
“Yes, Tem?” she panted, turning her head. “What…what is it?”
“Forgive me, my Lady, but time grows short. Didn’t the guard say she would bring us a meal soon? We must be gone before she gets back and you have yet to revive V’rone,” Tem said apologetically.
“Oh yes…yes, you’re right.” Terra nodded. Gently, she pushed Rive away, though the big Monstrum clearly would have liked to keep going.
“Terra?” he asked, looking up at her, his mouth shiny with her juices. “My Queen?”
“Sorry, Rive, but I have to wake up V’rone, too,” she told him. “Maybe we can, er, continue this another time.”
“I will hold you to that,” Rive told her, licking his lips. “In any other circumstances, I would demand to make you come. A male needs to taste his Queen’s pleasure.”
“You will later,” Terra promised, wondering if she was really going to let him go down on her again at a later date. “But for now, it’s V’rone’s turn.”
Rive nodded.
“I understand.” He looked at Tem. “Her honey is so sweet—did you taste it as well?”
“Some,” Tem admitted. “I had the pleasure of touching our Queen and stroking her soft little pussy to make her honey flow in the first place. She came in my arms.”
“You lucky bastard!” Rive sounded more emotional and less logical than he usually did, Terra thought. Hopefully that proved he was completely over the effects of the Peace Drops. But for now, she had to turn her attention to V’rone.
Walking over to the big Monstrum, who was kneeling in a corner of their cell with a vacant expression on his face, she straddled him and tugged gently on his horns.
“Come on, V’rone,” she murmured, pressing her pussy to his mouth. By this time her cunt was throbbing and her success with Rive had emboldened her. “Come on,” she told him. “Taste me—taste my honey.”
But V’rone just sat there, doing nothing. He gave no indication that he could see or hear or feel her at all. It was as though he was a living, breathing statue, Terra thought in dismay.