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Krogg was right on the edge too. His muscles were so tense and knotted, it seemed they might snap. Thick veins bulged along his arms and on his lower abdomen. He grunted hard through gritted teeth and tusks.

In a sudden flash of clarity, Alyx remembered he was raw inside her.

Nothing between them.

No protection.

Krogg’s body shook with his impending release. His tusked jaw fell slack. His eyeballs rolled back white in their sockets.

“No, wait!” Alyx gasped. “Krogg, not inside me! You can’t…”

He did.

An eruption of hot semen flooded Alyx’s depths, painting her inner walls with ukkur seed. The excess gushed from her stretched hole, spilled down Krogg’s balls and onto the dirty ground below.

His climax triggered Alyx’s. The splash of his fluid against her cervix set her off, and she came so hard she nearly lost consciousness. Her muscles convulsed. The tree to which she was tied like a sacrificial lamb scraped and abraded her soft flesh.

When the storm of pleasure finally passed, she felt broken, wrecked.

Her eyes met Krogg’s and held there.

Emotions passed between them then without the need to clothe themselves in words, a primal understanding, one raw mind to another, eye to eye, flesh to flesh.

With his hard cock still oozing inside her, Krogg flung himself on her and crushed his mouth to hers in a brutal, punishing kiss.

Alyx felt his sensuous lips, his hard tusks, his demanding tongue. He penetrated her mouth, wrestled her own soft tongue into submission. She tasted the sweet flavor of her own warm milk.

Finally, they broke their kiss with ragged gasps and silver strings of saliva.

“Alyx,” Krogg purred in his strange pronunciation. “Alyx…”

She felt fingers working loose the bindings that held her wrists, realized it was Ravnar untying her. Alyx’s hands finally came free, and she threw herself forward, flinging her arms around Krogg.

“Alyx…”

The bearded alien lifted her, and his still-hard cock slipped from her hole, followed by a river of pearlescent seed.

He handed her over to the others. The ukkur were not through with her yet.

It was Jale who took her next.

Even with Alyx’s added size and weight, the strong young ukkur lifted her like she was a weightless thing and lowered her onto his pulsating pole. Her cunt was gaped from Krogg’s girth and lubricated with his massive load. Jale’s cock sank into her with ease.

“Jale,” Alyx murmured, hugging her arms around his thick neck. “Jale you feel so good inside me.”

He bobbed her body up and down on his meat, not so much fucking her as using her body to jack his dick. With each pump, her pussy squelched, and a churned mixture of seed and arousal fluid squirted from her opening.

“Alyx…”

Jale lowered his body and hers. He lay back on the ground with Alyx straddling him, impaled. She was still weak from coming, and she collapsed on top of him while his powerful hands moved her hips for her.

The ukkur were going to share her, share her helpless body for their pleasure.

Their pleasure and hers.

One of Jale’s hands glided up the sweat-slick channel of her spine and found its way into her soaked hair. He took a hard fistful and directed her face to his, seizing her gasping mouth in a dominating kiss. She might be the one on top, but there was no question about who was in control. None at all.

His tongue penetrated her lips, just as he’d seen Krogg do. Just as he himself had done with her other nether mouth the night before.