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Kylie
The planet looked different from up here.
On the surface, it was covered in sand and grey-green plants that looked like stick men with big balls of hair. There was water that shimmered nearly white, and a sky that beamed bluer than I had ever seen before.
It was paradise, and it was all mine. I had only barely walked off of the ship when everyone had bowed to me, submitted to me. Within a week, I had stopped them from killing babies, lying about humans, and fighting each other. No one fought me about these changes, not that they could. I was pretty much a ball on fire and energy.
I was always a ball of fire down there. Which is why I was up here, on our star ship, orbiting the planet that I now controlled.
You see, outside of the atmosphere of the planet Cox I was pretty much human. Something about that planet's atmosphere turned me into a super-powered bomb, and sometimes I needed a break from constantly keeping that power contained. One month in and I was getting better at controlling it, but I was still pretty fiery.
I took a deep exhale and laid back down on the bed I had been napping on, my usual first activity for my weekly orbits. Nap first. I could already feel the second thing on my to do list coming down the hall.
Waves of passion, lust, and need were seeping through the walls and under the doors, twisting comfortably in my gut and pooling between my legs. Fey was never great at controlling his power after a week of forced celibacy.
I may be immune to my power, but they were not. And they were hustling to my room.
The door slid open and I turned on my side, smiling at the two shirtless men who stood there with grins as big as my own.
"Well, hi there," I teased, my grin stretching. "You boys looking for something?"
I resisted the need to spread my legs and welcome them in. Not that they needed welcoming, they were already sprinting across the room to me.
"We were, but I think we already found it," Fey was already unbuttoning his pants, but Myro stole in front of him, sitting beside me as he planted a kiss on my cheek.
"How are you feeling?" Four words and I was melty in his arms. I curled into him and sighed.
"Like myself." I sighed again and rolled back on my back staring at the ceiling. "I miss this."
No one said anything, but I didn't miss the look that the boys exchanged.
I sat up, my heart thundering, they looked nervous, "What is it?"
"We have a surprise," Myro admitted, clutching my hand as Fey stood behind him, dick quivering in barely-controlled desire.
"Should I be worried?" They grinned at me.
"No," they said together. Yeah, that wasn't suspicious at all.
"Uh-huh."
"How would you like to leave Coxian for a bit, go visit other planets?" Myro asked, rubbing his palm up my thigh. It was distracting, but not nearly distracting enough to mask my excitement.
"Leave? Aren't we kings and a queen or something?" There hadn't been any formal coronation, but with the way everyone acted, I didn't think they really needed to.
"They will be fine on their own, we have done what we needed to do. And if we get bored we can always come back and take them over again." Fey looked more excited about the idea of coming back and fighting for control. Well, he would have if his fully erect cock didn't give away what he was really excited for.
I froze, nervous about what they were saying. I was excited—thrilled really—about the possibility of taking a break from running an alien planet with my fire-power, but something was missing.
"But why?"
"Kylie, do you really like living life as a fireball? Because we really don't like spending weeks not being able to touch you, and our planet can take care of itself. We have better things planned for you." Myro was calm, his voice soft, his hand careful against mine. Fey grinned and nodded in agreement while I stared at them.
They were exactly right. I didn't even have to say anything, I squealed and jumped into their arms, pulling each of them into me for a kiss.
Fey, ever the horny bastard, accepted the kiss then moved his hand down to cup my ass. I was wearing a soft, sheer dress, and his palm was warm against my skin. Myro simply deepened the kiss until I was again melting into his arms, pulling away from Fey.
“Hey!” Fey objected, planting his hands on my waist and trying to tug me back. However, Myro was having none of that, and picked me up, effectively removing me from Fey’s reach. I wrapped my legs around his waist and allowed him to carry me to the bed.
The best part about being the only queen on a planet dominated by horny alien men was that they tended to worship the ground you walked on. Not only was I the person who had freed them from the tyranny of their selfish rulers, but I’d also saved all of the women currently residing on the planet and any future women hoping to take a Coxian male for herself.
To them, I was a god. And, when I was on their planet, they weren’t really wrong.
Because of my status as savior and queen, I could have anything I wanted. And the first thing I’d requested was the nicest clothing, rooms, and spaceship that the planet had to offer. Now, as Myro placed me on, or rather into, the cushiest mattress I’d ever experienced, I was grateful for everything that had happened. This was the fucking life.
Fey came up behind us while Myro molded himself to my body, kissing and teasing and stroking. Of course, I was being caressed by both of their powers too, which wasn’t helping to slow us down. I writhed and moaned, feeling both warm and
