“Or there is the Nectar of Healing,” Rive suggested.
“The what?” Terra spun to face him. “What’s that? And where do we get some?”
“Actually…” Tem cleared his throat. “It’s not something we can ‘get’.”
“It’s a healing liquid that the Queen of a colony can make for any of her warriors if she chooses,” Rive explained.
“So I can make it? But how?” Terra looked around the room which was bare except for the furry beanbag chairs and the glowing doorway which led to the next world. “Where do I get the ingredients?” she demanded.
“We can supply them…if you wish,” Tem said tentatively. “But…you might not wish it.”
“I don’t understand.” Terra shook her head. “What aren’t the two of you telling me?”
Rive cleared his throat.
“The Nectar of Healing is made by the Queen’s breasts,” he told her. “But she can only make it after she has taken the seed of each of her warriors deep in her pussy.”
“We all know that you’ve had V’rone’s seed in your womb,” Tem explained. “But Rive and I haven’t actually, er, penetrated you yet. Not that way, anyway.” He coughed, looking embarrassed.
Terra frowned.
“So you’re saying if I let the two of you, uh, penetrate me and fill me with your, er, seed, it will help my body—my breasts—make something that will heal V’rone? That will actually work?”
“Your body will respond to the need of your colony—the way a Queen’s body always does,” Tem told her, nodding.
“We understand if you don’t want to do it,” Rive said quickly. “After what you just went through with V’rone—”
“I’ll do it,” Terra said quickly. “It’s the only way!”
Well, besides bonding with the three of them, but she wasn’t ready to go there yet—she might never be ready, she told herself.
“As my Lady wishes,” Tem said, nodding. He looked at Rive. “How should we do this?”
“I think it’s best if Terra straddles V’rone and we take turns taking her from behind,” Rive said. “That way, when her breasts fill with the nectar, she can simply lean down and let him suck it from her nipples.”
“Agreed.” Tem nodded. “But I think that out of respect for our Lady and for the situation, we shouldn’t actually fuck her. I think it would be better if we simply stroke our own shafts to the point of orgasm and then push inside at the last moment to release our seed.”
“Yes, that would be more respectful,” Rive said, nodding back. “It’s a good plan, but we must hurry—we have no idea how long V’rone can fight the poison on his own.” He looked at Terra. “I’m afraid it would be better for you to be completely naked, Terra—that dress is only going to get in the way.”
“I…I guess you’re right.” Terra looked down at the flower dress, which by now was much, much worse for wear. After being dragged through a cave and then a jungle and the blood-red river and gnawed on by the invisible predator, the back of it was so ragged it was barely even a dress anymore. Still, she couldn’t help feeling vulnerable as she slipped out of it and laid it and her panties to one side to stand naked before them.
Rive sucked in his breath.
“Gods, so lovely,” he murmured.
“Our Lady is truly beautiful,” Tem agreed reverently. “Come, let me help you into position, my Lady,” he added.
Terra got into a kneeling position over V’rone’s supine form, with her legs spread wide and her arms balanced on the back of the beanbag-like chair. Had she thought she felt vulnerable before? She felt twice as exposed now with her pussy and ass on display and her bare breasts hanging like ripe fruit in V’rone’s face.
The big Monstrum looked up briefly, but then he closed his eyes again and gave a low groan of pain. Clearly they needed to get this party started, Terra thought, if they were going to heal him.
“Hurry,” she said, looking over her shoulder. “Come on—we need to get going.”
“Of course, Terra. Er…which of us to do you want first?” Rive asked. He and Tem already had their long, thick shafts out and were stroking them, getting ready to come in her as soon as they could.
Terra bit her lip. Was she really going to do this? Was she really going to let both of them fuck her? Or at least come in her—and just hope that it would cause her breasts to make some magic nectar that would cure V’rone?
What choice do you have? whispered a little voice in her head. It’s either this or bond with them and you know you’re not ready for that!
There was a third choice, of course—to let V’rone die. But there was no way she was doing that. Though she had found the big Monstrum irritating to start with, she now had a deep affection for him. Besides, V’rone had saved her life—she had to do everything in her power to return the favor.