Her attention shifted to the dull pain between her legs. That raw ache after really good sex. She opened her legs and looked down, knowing both aliens watched her do so. She bit the inside of her cheek.
“Are you okay, pale one?”
I’m clean.She pressed and moved her fingers over her and was only met with smooth skin.I don’t remember being washed...She’d expected her privates and thighs to be covered in dried golden alien spunk, but they were devoid of it. Her pussy tightened. The warmth inside her was all that remained of what they’d shared.
“Yahiro?” Sundamar joined his hands on her body under Quist’s and kneeled to see what she doing. A blush plastered her cheeks as the stairs rocked and she could see the horizon for miles and miles.
“I’m sorry, I was confused. How long have I been asleep? Your cum isn’t on my skin and I could’ve sworn I hadn’t been bathed...” Had she?
She gripped Sundamar’s shoulders as both valos smirked up at her. Quist’s constantly roaming hands found their way between her legs again and dipped in and out of her pussy. Already, her body betrayed her of the danger of the situation and prepared itself to be used again.Why do I have to be wet already?
“You were out for a full dawn and noon, and dusk is approaching fast.”
Dipping in and out, probing, pressing, in and out, Quist added a second one. Her hips jostled and Sundamar’s hold on her strengthened.
He continued, his voice growing hoarse in tandem with her body. “Our seed turned to golden dust in direct sunlight.”
“Oh?” she whimpered, aware of Quist shifting behind her.
“Like my feathers when they fall off in the sky,” Quist added with a grunt at her ear.
Her eyes held onto Sundamar’s narrowed ones. His nails bit into her skin. He slowly stood up and became a barrier, a post for her to hold on to. She squeezed her eyes shut when two hands gripped her buttocks and pushed them apart. Another hand pressed into her lower back, forcing an arch out of her trembling body while a blunt tip pushed into her pussy.
Yahiro thought there had to be some proof that aliensprobedtheir abducted victims. The way her aliens treated her was proof enough.
It was slammed into her, making her scream and stiffen, taken. Quist took her hard, his strange alien grunts breathed into the back of her scalp as he hovered over her body and rutted. Tears sprang to her eyes from the raw pain and the accompanying pleasure.
Her whole body was placed on the edge of a pedestal, a precipice she couldn’t reach.
When he was done, the thick molten seed was back between her legs. “Watch,” he grunted with a final thrust.
Sundamar pried her from Quist’s arms like a ragdoll and put her directly into the sun. Almost instantly the seed turned into golden dust. Moments passed as she played with it, running the weightless glitter over her until that too was taken by the light.
“How convenient,” she murmured. When she turned around, both aliens regarded her curiously. “Nothing where I’m from vanishes like that.”
“You mean the stars.” Sundamar nodded toward the sky. “I don’t know why your creator made you fall or left you.”
Yahiro’s heart sank but she stretched out her limbs, still flustered from a lack of climax, and sneaking glances at her valos’ groins. “I wish I knew myself,” she whispered and took a step up, loving the feel of the sun against her skin. “There was no warning.”
“We had no warning either.” A hand squeezed her shoulder and she nuzzled her cheek against it.
“It’s not... nice.” She knew the wordsuckwouldn’t be slang in their language.
“That’s why I’m going to make Lusheenn atone for his sins!” Quist snarled.
The three of them slowly ascended the steps together.
“I hope you find him.” She really didn’t, not wanting Quist to risk his life, but would never try to stop him. “I’ll help you kill him.”
Sundamar grumbled and slowly brandished his sword, making them both drop the subject of Quist’s revenge quest.
I would help him. I don’t care what Sundamar thinks. I’m just as good at killing as the two of them. Papa trained me too well.Some secrets she was going to take to her grave.
Yahiro tugged at her hair and glanced back at her valos. She didn’t want to lose them. The thought strangled her heart, stabbed her through all of her many aches and pains.I’m not Yahiro Ere here. I’m not!Each step grew heavier.I’m Yahiro of Quist, of Sundamar.The smooth wood beneath their feet creaked in symphony from the three of them, prolonging the silence until she couldn’t stand it anymore. It drew her attention because unlike Earth, Sonhadra had enough wood to make a staircase of a hundred-thousand steps. She brushed her palm over the guardrail, finding it hard to be fazed that even she was amongst what would be wealth in her world.
All around her, everything was bright, vibrant, and colorful, and all of it was washed in gold light. The deep green trees went on endlessly, the mountains stood tall in the distance, and she could just barely make out a sliver of ocean, where the storm above it remained riotous.
Her stomach knotted.I don’t belong here.She had to look away and back down at her feet or she might cry, and crying was the last thing she wanted to deal with in front of her valos. Whatever drove her to the top pulled on her harder.
