Oh Gods. I can’t believe I’m even considering it! I can’t let an Aurelian take my virginity – not least of which because he’ll split me in half!
But, fuck – I suddenly realize I need it so bad…
I can barely think. The stress of the day has melted my mind, and every breath of air feels like it’s been borrowed. I should have died in Barl, along with the children that have become the only reason my life has any meaning any more.
Now, instead, I breathe in the cold, harsh air and it tastes like life itself.
I’ve been trained since a young age to hate Aurelians – and yet I’m here only because of their protection.
Now I’m questioning everything I thought I knew - feeling an intense guilt as my nipples harden and my body tingles with anticipation. The way these two aliens tower over me makes me feel so small and helpless.
Suddenly, Hadone pulls me roughly into his arms, far more violently than I was ever expecting. My body jolts as he presses his lips against mine, kissing me with passion, but without technique. His lips find mine and his tongue invades my mouth.
As we kiss, Hadone’s hand runs down the small of my back and squeezes the firm flesh of my ass. I feel his cock harden, rising to attention and pressing against the material of his loincloth.
I glance down.
Oh, shit!
It’s too fucking big! Anna and Jade weren’t exaggerating when they’d told me about their experiences in the harem.
Darok presses himself behind me. His body squeezes mine against his battle brother. I can do nothing as I’m sandwiched between these two, huge men.
Darok’s lips graze against my ear, and he whispers something in his own language; words I don’t understand, but are dripping hot and full of lust.
A delicious shiver runs all the way down my body. I’ve never felt so tiny or helpless before. Darok’s own cock surges beneath his loincloth, pressing against my bottom.
I gulp. Is this really happening?
I wonder wickedly if they’re going to wait to take turns… or if they’ll both claim me at the same time. Darok needs to take me, I can feel that in his ragged breath, and he’s going to.
I’m manhandled into the tent, and practically thrown down beside the sleeping leader of this Aurelian triad. Forn is deeply wounded and is in a heavy sleep, dead to the world as I’m pressed down beside him.
I’m no longer even thinking. Every instinct is telling me to just let these alien warriors do anything they want to me – to ruin me with their impossibly huge cocks. I know that after they’re finished with me, no human man will ever compare. I know I’ll be aching for them for the rest of my life.
Hadone presses me down against the soft, packed earth, and the two aliens stare down at me, their breath steaming in the tent as they loom above me, their cocks stretching the material of their loincloths, clearly aching for my body.
I’ve never been with any man before. I can’t say I’d paid much thought to losing my virginity – the matter of survival was of far more urgency on Barl – but when I had, I’d never imagined it being anything like this.
The light of the moon filters through the trees and the branches of the structure overhead, casting an eerie glow on the impossibly-chiseled torsos of Hadone and Darok. They’re ridiculously defined – the Aurelians don’t even have an ounce of fat on their muscled physiques, and I watch a drop of sweat glistening down from Hadone’s neck and between his abs as if I’m in a trance.
I’ve never felt like this before. I understand desire for the first time in my life – the unending, always growing hunger to be claimed. I can’t stop staring at the huge, throbbing shafts hidden by the loincloths of the two alien warriors.
Surely their cocks are too big to be real – as if they belonged to some huge, feral beast and not to haughty Aurelian warriors.
The tribal tattoos of the two warriors glimmer in the moonlight. Venomous and green, they give Hadone and Darok an even more primitive and dangerous look.
I might be in a trance, but the alien warriors are not. Hadone pulls down my functional pants with a swift yank, not bothering with buttons or zippers. I was always expecting to feel nervous before my first time, but I never thought I’d feel quite so powerless – and not just to them.
No, the overwhelming need is pulsing through me, coming from somewhere dark and primal within my soul, and it overpowers me mentally just as they do physically.
I must let these warriors take me – however they choose to.
Hadone yanks his own loincloth down with one, quick movement. His impossibly huge, marble-hued cock rears to attention from between his muscular thighs.
I gasp as I see it. The swollen veins running up and down the length of his huge shaft are bright, venomous green, and my jaw opens in awe at the way the huge shaft bounces up and down with each pulse of Hadone’s heartbeat.
A long string of pre-cum is already drooling from the tip of that thick cock; like a faucet left open. The gleaming pre-cum is pearly in the moonlight. I understand instantly that Aurelians are designed to fuck smaller human females, and as a result their bodies have adapted to constantly secrete that slick, glistening pre-cum when they’re aroused; to lubricate tight little human cunts as they force their huge, stiff rods deep inside them.
Darok stands beside his blood-brother, and stares down at me with open hunger in his own eyes. His lips peel back into a snarl, and he slides his loincloth down to release his own huge, hard cock. It jumps out from between Darok’s
