Alien Salvation (8 page)

Japohn and Bacoj lifted her into the
air, supporting her back against their shoulders, her buttocks in
one of each of their hands. They held her thighs spread wide as if
she straddled a chair. Vax stepped between her legs, his sexes
homing in on her orifices. She watched as he slid into her hearth,
groaning as he disappeared into her warmth to fill her with his
dark brown delicious lengths.

Seeing him slipping in and out of her
sheaths deepened the pleasure of his thrusts. Lindsey spared a
glance at Bacoj and Japohn, who stared intensely as their clanmate
took her. Their hungry expressions were identical as they breathed
hard through wet, parted lips. Being watched performing the most
intimate of acts made her clench hard around Vax’s thick stave, and
he groaned in response. A quick look revealed his face soft with
hazy bliss.

Her hands roamed his torso, and he
snatched one to his mouth. One at a time, he sucked her fingers
into the velvety wetness, twining his tongue around each digit.
Then he leaned close to her to ply her lips with a deeply
penetrating kiss. He never missed a stroke as he delighted her with
his mouth.

Lindsey’s senses were filled with the
gorgeous alien. The sparks of desire were warming to flames,
licking through her womb. Vax’s thrusts grew stronger, feeding the
blaze. Harder and faster, the friction of his movements inciting
combustion until her nether parts were engulfed by the inferno. Her
cries rang in the air as she clutched at him. Moments later, his
voice joined hers.

As she shuddered against the Imdiko,
Lindsey was dimly aware of the tension singing through the bodies
of the other two. The instant Vax reluctantly withdrew from her
warmth, Bacoj and Japohn carried her to the bed.

She found herself on all fours,
Japohn’s massive sexes before her eyes as he kneeled in front of
her. Renewed excitement pulsed in her womanhood, and her mouth
watered at the sharp, cinnamon-like aroma of the Kalquorian. Her
tongue peeked out to sample the bullet tip of his larger member,
and she heard him catch his breath.

Japohn did taste like cinnamon. Lindsey
had another lick, a longer one to savor the delightful tang of his
lubrication. As she drew back a little, rolling his wetness around
in her mouth, she saw a pearlescent white drop form at the small
opening of his penis.

She drew it from him with the tip of
her tongue. The flavor of his pre-ejaculate was different, sweet,
spicy and savory all at once, like a pretzel coated in cinnamon and
sugar with the slightest hint of cayenne.

There was no doubt about it.
Kalquorians were delicious.

With a zeal that made Japohn groan,
Lindsey wrapped her mouth around his sex. She sucked him in until
she almost gagged on his length. Curling the fingers of one hand
around the base of him, she slid her lips back and forth over the
hot organ. His pulse pounded against her tongue, and he growled
deep in his throat as his hands tangled in her hair.

Lindsey had forgotten all about Bacoj
until he wedged himself behind her. She thrilled to feel his sexes
probing at her, the larger one tentatively pressing against her
anus. She offered no resistance to the exploration. She recognized
the intoxicant from Japohn’s bite was making her reckless, erasing
all fears of pain and injury. She didn’t care. Lindsey wanted to
know every pleasure the Kalquorians could offer, wanted to
experience every form of sex the tyrannical Earth government had
denied her.

She suckled on Japohn as Bacoj eased
into her tightest orifice. The pressure against the walls of her
tight sleeve bloomed into heady pleasure, making her sex clench
hard on the smaller organ breaching it. The ache of taking him so
was lost in a wash of desire. She moaned with delight to be so
utterly, beautifully filled.

Japohn wrapped his massive hands around
her head, slowly pumping her mouth. Bacoj matched his careful
rhythm, his hands gripping her hips. The men worked in tandem,
grinding themselves in small circles against her. Lindsey opened
herself completely to them, trembling sweetness trickling through
her belly as she let them take all they wanted.

The men chorused gasps, grunts and
growls as they thrust harder into her willing flesh. Lindsey was
consumed with pleasure at the taking, an eager receptacle to their
lust. She’d never known how good it could feel to relinquish
control to others, to simply concede to their wants. It was heady,
this freedom from responsibility, this surrendering to the
Kalquorians’ dictates.

The higher they took her, the greater
her desire to submit became. Bacoj and Japohn drove harder into her
warmth, and she exulted in their mastery over her. The little darts
of pain from the thick invader working her backside, the brief
moments of choking pressure from the massive ram sliding deeper
into her throat; these minor discomforts were only incentives to
yield more thoroughly to her lovers.

Japohn rewarded her first, his thick
cream pulsing into her greedy mouth as he emitted a long, drawn-out
groan. She swallowed the sweet-spicy nectar, her nether regions
erupting in spasms as he poured his ecstasy down her throat. Bacoj
shouted, his rhythm lost in desperate jerks as he emptied his
juices into her tightest passage.

The three bucked in mindless glory, all
thought erased under the sway of consuming rapture. They writhed
together until the last sweet throbs of elation left their loins,
and they wilted like flowers battered by a summer
thunderstorm.

Vax joined the group on the bed,
twining his legs in Japohn’s as he lay behind the Nobek. They lay
in a heap of tangled limbs, Bacoj, Lindsey and Japohn gasping in
the aftermath of spent passion.

Once she’d caught her breath, Lindsey
took advantage of the relaxed attitudes of the aliens basking in
the afterglow. She kept her tone as casual as possible to avoid
arousing suspicion.

“I’m curious. What happens to the
Empress’ family if they’re found?”

Bacoj stretched then curled around her
again. “Take to Kalquor. Empress worry for family.”

Lindsey hated to hear Jessica was
concerned over them. Her little sister had always taken on more
responsibility than she needed to. And now a mother besides! It
gave Lindsey a warm feeling to have a niece bearing her middle
name. How sweet of Jessica to have honored her that way and to have
given her son Aaron’s middle name too.

Bacoj stroked her hair, and Lindsey
couldn’t help but snuggle against his warmth. She absolutely loved
sharing her body with men, with these three at any rate. “But what
happens to them? Obviously they’ll want to be close to her, but
what kind of work is there for Earthers to do on your
planet?”

Vax propped himself up on Japohn’s
meaty shoulder so he could see her on the other side of his much
larger clanmate. “Imperial mother and father no require work.
Imperial Clan care for all needs.”

Bacoj added, “Empress’ sister many
clans for choose. No her need for work. Join clan with high
rank.”

Japohn grinned at her, the expression
softening his fierce visage. “No like Bacoj’s clan. We young. No
impress royal sister.”

Lindsey couldn’t help but smile back.
“I’m sure she’d like you fine.”

Bacoj shrugged. “No want royal sister
Lindsey. Like this Lindsey.” He rubbed his already recovering
masculinity against her thigh to show her just how much he liked
her. She couldn’t help but laugh at the naughty gleam in his
eyes.

Japohn’s brow creased, his suspicious
nature showing again. “Odd for you, Empress sister same
name.”

“Not really.” Lindsey kept her voice
casual, determined they wouldn’t learn her identity yet. She needed
more time to be sure she could trust the alien race. “Lindsey is a
common name. I read somewhere that it was in the top ten of female
names among English-speaking zones for the last few
decades.”

Vax smiled sweetly, his face
sympathetically understanding. “Vax common Kalquor name. Know five
Vax where I grow.”

Japohn patted Vax’s good arm, glancing
at his Imdiko with affection that sat strangely on his wary face.
“Like this Lindsey. Like this Vax.”

Before either could respond to the
Nobek, shouts sounded from outside the shuttle. In an instant, all
three Kalquorians were on their feet, pulling on their formsuits.
Even Vax with his injured arm was dressed faster than her eyes
could follow.

“Who is it? Are we being attacked?” she
asked, reaching for her clothes.

There was no answer. She was talking to
an empty room.

After pulling her clothes on, Lindsey
hurried into the main cabin of the shuttle where the Kalquorians
were gathered. She gaped. The walls and floor of the ship were
missing. A crowd of about two dozen Earthers, their expressions
hostile, stood on the beach, surrounding them on either side. All
were armed with guns and wielded baseball bats.

After a horrified moment, Lindsey
realized the walls and floor were transmitting a vid image of what
was going on outside the shuttle. There was still a solid metal
surface between her and the unfriendly mob. Her heart learned to
beat again.

Japohn’s voice was noncommittal, his
expression almost amused as she stepped close to the clan. “They no
welcome as you. No trade sex for food, I think.”

Lindsey snorted breathless laughter,
startled at the big brute’s ability to joke. Japohn just kept
surprising her.

A man near the main hatch of the ship
shouted, “Come out, demons! Come out or we’ll come in and get you!”
His close-cropped head was squarish, like a block of
wood.

He was dressed in military camouflage,
the uniform loosely encasing his spare frame. The muscles on his
tanned arms, laid bare by his rolled-up cuffs, were whip-thin. He
could have been the poster boy for the hard work of
survival.

“We speak to them?” Bacoj asked
Lindsey.

She sighed. She recognized the group’s
speaker as Clive Marsh, a man she’d unaffectionately dubbed as
‘Blockhead’, both for his physical appearance and his attitude. She
saw other familiar faces in the mob as well. “Don’t waste your
breath. I’ve seen them around, and they’re strong adherents of the
former government’s sanctioned religion. They don’t want to talk to
you except to maybe torture you for information.”

Bacoj frowned. “No need torture. We
tell truth.”

“They wouldn’t like what you have to
say.”

Japohn studied her face, anger pinching
his features. His hand closed over her arm, and he drew her close
to him, wrapping the other arm around her. “They hurt you? Harm
Matara Tara, Aaron?”

His instant protectiveness made Lindsey
feel emotionally close to Japohn, which made no sense given she’d
only met him this morning. Was it because they’d had
sex?

Now is not the time for soul-searching.
Blockhead’s mob isn’t looking to play checkers with these
boys.

“I haven’t given them the opportunity
to get to my family. I’ve spied on them and didn’t like what I saw.
They raid other groups and steal their supplies, and they’re not
above beating people up for what they want. Fortunately, they
haven’t found our hideout yet.” Lindsey licked her lips, looking at
the forest of bats waving in the air. Being found with the
Kalquorians wouldn’t do her any good. “Can they break
in?”

Japohn snorted, his deep voice easily
drowning out Blockhead’s continued shouted threats. “No worry come
in here.” He bared his fangs at the crowd and addressed Bacoj.
“They find engine maybe. Do more damage.”

The concern in Bacoj’s face deepened.
“Can stun. Warn first.” He grasped Lindsey’s hand and tugged her
away from Japohn to the one wall still visible, the one between the
main cabin and the cockpit. A panel of multicolored buttons was set
at his face level, and that’s where he drew her.

“I need words,” he told her.

She understood he wanted to speak to
the gang outside. “What do you want to say?”

“Warn for retreat.”

Lindsey decided simple was best. “Get
back. We don’t wish to harm you but we will defend
ourselves.”

Bacoj repeated her words exactly. The
sound of his voice rolling out of the address system startled the
group outside, silencing their yells for a few beats.

Blockhead recovered first. His shout
hurt Lindsey’s ears, and she considered having Bacoj tell him they
could hear him fine without all the excess volume. “Give us medical
supplies and food, and we’ll leave peacefully.”

Vax shook his head adamantly. “We no
enough for all.”

“He’s lying about the leaving
peacefully part anyway.” Lindsey considered before dictating to
Bacoj. “Tell them you’re part of a larger convoy. You’ll have
supplies brought in a couple of days if they leave now.”

The Dramok frowned. “Longer time for
help come.”

Lindsey smiled bitterly. “If he can
lie, so can we. We’re buying time until you can get this tub
repaired well enough to get us out of here.”

Bacoj’s eyebrows rose, and he smirked
at Japohn. “Lindsey ruthless like Nobek.”