My eyes are wet and desperate, and suddenly I feel even safer with these men than I did before.
Just then, even during the most intense moment of lust, Kitos valued my feelings and needs over his own desperate desire for release. I didn’t think it was possible for Aurelians to stop in the heat of the moment...
…Kitos has just proven me wrong.
I look up at the towering Aurelian.
“Take me,” I gasp.
With a roar, Kitos grabs me. He flips me over like I’m nothing but a toy. Suddenly, I’m on my back – laying beneath the alien warrior on the bed.
My legs spread instantly for him, exposing my freshly-fucked cunt. I’m already so full of cum that it drools out of me – but, apparently, Kitos doesn’t care. His own dick is bobbing up and down, glistening with my saliva and dripping pre-cum.
He strokes it – preparing to finally claim his mate.
Before, Kitos used every ounce of self-control he had to hold back – to stop himself from fucking my throat to the point of suffocating me.
He has no more restraint.
The towering alien warrior thrusts his huge dick inside me, sinking his throbbing cock into my freshly-fucked pussy in one deep, utterly satisfying movement. I've already been opened wide by Daccia and Hadrian – but Kitos is still big enough for that first thrust to have a sweet edge of pain to the pleasure of it. I love the feeling of hurting for these three dominant warriors.
I’m so sensitive from being fucked again and again, and still trembling from the force of my orgasms, but I can already feel a third climax building and building inside of me. It's as though these dominant aliens, combined with the Bond, are pulling these incredible orgasms from deep inside of me.
All the men I’ve been before are nothing – not compared to Kitos, Daccia and Hadrian. Even the three Aurelians who owned the harem I’d been part of are nothing compared to these three warriors. They seem to know my body better than even I do.
Suddenly, the aura of Kitos enters my mind.
I’m shocked by what I feel.
He aches for me. He aches to take me – to use me. Yet, there’s something even darker. Kitos aches to hurt and dominate me.
I’m shocked. I’d thought he was the most sensitive of the three warriors. All this time, he’s been hiding a dark desire. There’s a deliciously cruel streak to him that runs through every vein of this alien warrior.
He wants to humiliate me – to hurt me and make me suffer for him…
…and I want him to. It turns me on so fucking much knowing how Kitos enjoys making me whimper, plead, and moan.
His huge hands dart forward and Kitos grabs my nipples. He pinches and pulls on them, sending tendrils of pain and pleasure through me.
Kitos was nearly at the point of explosion already, from roughly fucking my mouth. Now, he fucks my pussy in a frenzy – aching to release himself inside of me. His eyes shift with every thrust, growing to become a light green color that reminds me of spring. They’re the color of new life – of new beginnings.
Kitos leans forward, kissing me deeply and passionately. I never thought anyone could have such a desire for me – and now all three of these men are demonstrating it.
Kitos’ tongue invades my mouth as deeply his cock invades my body. With a growl, he thrusts deep inside of me. His left hand pinches my nipple so hard that I can’t handle it…
I cry out, and the moment I do, Kitos releases himself inside of me.
I feel the utter relief of satisfying the Bond – sensing him cumming deep inside of me. I experience a sharp, quick, devastating orgasm – as though my body is already too used and satisfied to withstand another quivering, quaking release like before.
I gasp out as Kitos keeps cumming – thrust after thrust flooding his hot cum deep inside of me. He finally ends – his huge balls completely drained.
Kitos breaks off his kiss. He’s gasping and panting.
"Are you okay?" I ask. He’s trembling from exertion. Sweat is glistening across his body.
The towering Aurelian sighs luxuriously – and then he laughs. It’s not a sweet laugh, or one of triumph. It has a sour taste to it.
"My Gods,” Kitos murmurs. “What have I done?"
He asks the question – but I don't know if he's waiting for an answer, or just asking the question rhetorically. My mind feels so clouded from all the pleasure – but as it starts to clear, the sharpness of the situation makes my eyes widen.
I try to ignore my mounting panic.
What have I done? Oh, Gods! What have I done?
Kitos sits shock upright. It's as though he’s hearing something I can't. He stands up from the bed. I don't know whether I want him to hold me tightly or leave me with my thoughts – but apparently, I won't get the choice of either.
"I have to see the others." Kitos’ green eyes are starting to fade back to their regular slate-grey – as though the changes weren’t permanent.
Is that true? Everything I thought I’d known about the Bond told me otherwise.
It also tells me that I'm now linked to these three towering Aurelian warriors…
…for eternity.
There is no freedom possible anymore. Aurelian’s are possessive.
Obsessive.
Even controlling.
The species travels the entire universe, desperately searching for their fabled fating mate – even knowing the chances of finding her are infinitesimal…
…or so I’d thought.
If an Aurelian triad do find their Bonded, fertile, Fated Mate, one thing remains certain.
They’ll never, ever let her go.
Everyone knows the all-male Aurelian race has been dying out for centuries. Without the Bond, the only way for Aurelians to reproduce is through their cryo-chambers.
The problem? Most Aurelians die far in the deep reaches of space, away from the cloning facilities that keep their race alive.
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