Pregnant by My Alien Master Page 6

  “Oh my god!” My body went taut with erotic tension as I squirmed.

  “You are getting so wet, Ayana!” Damaris’ voice echoed in my ears. His cock glided up and down my aching slit. Making my throbbing pussy weep with horny juice. My body trembled as Zand’s cock teased my puckered anus.

  I strained to keep my legs closed but Damaris were holding them as wide as he could, putting my glistening raw pussy on full display. The thought of how I was spread out before my husband and my ex was so steamy. I threw my head back, exposing my neck. Zand took the chance and sucked on my pounding jugular.

  I was already getting so close to the edge. And none of them had entered me.

  “Look how turned on she is right now. Her pussy is so fucking wet! What a little slut!” Damaris growled at Zand. My eyes fluttered open when Damaris’ cock thrust through the opening of my pussy, stretching my slit. My wet, throbbing lips wrapped around his girth firmly as he sank deeper into me. My head was spinning.

  Damaris’ chest glistened with a thin film of sweat. His brooding purple eyes penetrated straight into mine. “Ayana…you are looking so hot right now. I love spreading your legs and probing your human pussy with my Lunatic cock! Your pussy is always so tight and wet for me, Ayana…” He growled as his face turned into darker shades.

  “Ayana…I’ve been wanting to tell you…I’ve always wanted to try anal with you…I never dared to bring it up to you…until I saw how you enjoyed being shared by the clones…” Zand whispered into my ears. My heart leaped as my cheeks burned at the same time. I glanced at Damaris, hoping he hadn’t heard this. I wanted Zand to stop. Damaris couldn’t know about this…at the same time, my shameless side wanted him to go on. To fill my ears with dirty words.

  Sweat burned my eyes. Closing my eyes, I rested my head against Zand’s broad shoulder. For once, I wanted to forget all the problems of the world and luxuriate in this moment. Zand grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them.

  I let out a lusty moan when I felt a second intrusion coming through my back. I scratched across Damaris’ sticky bareback and grabbed onto Zand’s arm as his cock pushed through. For a second, I was grateful that Damaris chose to fuck my pussy and leave Zand to fill up my anus. I didn’t think I could handle it if it was the opposite. My naughty side thought it would be more fun if it was vice versa.

  “Oh, Ayana…I am going to pound you until I come inside you!” An urgent need rose within me. My mouth fell open in a big ‘O’ but no words came out. Zand’s cock felt hard and thick as it spread my anus. I could feel every inch of him penetrate inside me. It didn’t help when Damaris was slamming in and out of me. His cock glistened with our horny juices.

  “Oh my god…” I cried out. I squirmed in pain as the two males held me tighter.

  “Don’t move around, Ayana…how are we going to fuck you right if you keep moving?” growled Damaris as his thick fingers clamped painfully against my thighs. A swirl of feverish emotions blossomed and bounced around my body. My head was spinning in the whirlwind of lust and pleasure. Splinters of excitement shot through my veins.

  “I’m going to come…” I muttered to myself.

  “Come for us, Ayana...” Zand’s shaky voice punctuated the loud blood in my ears. “Come for us…baby girl…come for us…show us how much you love being shared by us.” I gave out a long and lusty moan. My body was crackling and sparking with pleasure. I was getting so close to the edge. They knew it. They sped up their thrusts, fucking me in two holes.

  I was reduced to a writhing mess. Hot wetness streaked down my legs, making my thighs all sticky. The beast within me ignited and awakened. The pleasure was brewing inside. I greedily reached my orgasm. “I’m coming…I’m coming…” My pleasure crashed me. My head spun as my whole body spasmed.

  Hot fluid shot from my pussy and sprinkled all over Damaris’ torso and dribbled down the floor. “Oh my god!” Shame spread throughout my chest. My heart thundered in my chest as I desperately gasped for air.

  Damaris and Zand hadn’t finished with me yet. Their foreheads were slick with sweat. They weren’t stopping. Their demanding cocks kept coming. I could feel them slamming deep inside my guts. It made me wonder if they would puncture my stomach.

  Another wave of pleasure was building up within me. My cheeks were on fire. All four of them. “Ayana…I’m going to come inside you!” Damaris growled, his voice as dark as the gleam in his eyes.

  “Yes, please…” I wheezed through my bated breath. Another round of moans rolled up my chest.

  Zand’s hot breath tickled the back of my neck as he nibbled my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fill you up as well. You are so hot, Ayana. I have always noticed how hot you are…I never thought that sharing you would feel so steamy!”

  I squirmed as another rush of lust coursed through me. Blazing hear shot straight to my core as the two men thrust their members into me. My pussy was stretched and filled so much it felt raw and numb. I wasn’t sure if I could walk straight anymore. Let alone, fight Rykes Jnr.?

  I suddenly recalled I was searching for the tracking device in Zand! How did we fucking end up fucking? Damaris and Zand continued to drive their massive cocks into my tight and aching pussy, snapping me back to reality. My passion blossomed again.

  My breasts bobbed in front of my chest erratically as the men bounced me. A low growl rumbled from Damaris’ throat as his member started to vibrate, sending splinters of heat straight into my center. I couldn’t feel my slit anymore as he slammed his cock for the final time inside me and let out a loud groan. “Arrgghh…”

  Damaris clutched tightly onto me as he closed his eyes. A warm spot blossomed within my stomach. My head was a mess when Zand slammed in and grunted. He clutched onto my waist roughly as another warmth surged in my tummy.

  Both males grabbed onto me tightly as hot fluid dribbled off my two shame holes. The two males desperately gasped for air. Their sticky chests heaved and fell as they brushed against me. I hung my head and grinned sheepishly to myself.

  I felt like a dirty slut. Rest assured, I was a happy slut.

  7

  I stood propped against the control panel and gasped for air. Looking at the puddle of cum on the ground made my heart sing with pleasure. I couldn’t believe that I let Damaris and Zand share me. My chest was still heaving and falling in erratic breathing. Damaris and Zand both collapsed back on their seats, gulping for air. Their chests glistened with a thin film of sweat.

  The cabin now reeked of the smell of sex. A reminder of the crazy orgy we just had. A shadow flitted on the side window of the spacejet. When I looked to my right, I learned that it was the Beastship. My eyes widened. “Holy fucking shit!” All my memories came back.

  “Zand, the tracking device!” I blurted out. Zand groped everywhere on his own body. “I don’t think I have anything on me.”

  “Of course you don’t!” scoffed Damaris as he lurched forward and plucked something out from the back of Zand’s neck. “Ouch!” snarled Zand. His fingers were slick with blood and when I looked closer, I realized it had a blinking red light. Damaris tossed it on the ground and stepped on it. He shot Zand a stank-eye and buckled up. “We’re going to lose this fucktard right now. I hope you’re not fucking him as well, Ayana.”

  I couldn’t help feeling offended he related me with Arman. He was Marcy and Jacey’s. None of my fucking business. I could argue with him but instead, I buckled up and glared out at the window instead.

  Damaris pushed up the lever and the spacejet shot forward, leaving the Beastship in the dust.

  The spacejet hovered among the clouds, bathed in the purple sky. I wished I could bounce on those fluffs and forget all the problems in my head. Arman’s Beastship was nowhere to be found. That didn’t mean that my brain could get a break. Toxic thoughts plagued my head. Everything seemed so surreal yet when Rykes Jnr. betrayed the GGG, I shouldn’t be surprised that this would happen eventually.

  What should I do now? I couldn’t think straight. Especi
ally when Damaris and Zand were sharing oxygen with me in the spacejet that smelled like sex.

  The sudden cacophony coming from behind me broke into my stupor. I turned around to see the footage from the holographic screen that conjured above the control panel. A sick feeling burned my stomach. It was a screen back in the breeding center. The Lunatics had already removed off their masks. I had only one thing in my mind…

  “They have been administered the antidote…” muttered Damaris. His face was a look of disappointment.

  I hung my head low. “It was all my fault.”

  “It wasn't your fault, Ayana. Stop blaming yourself for everything. You have been set up since the beginning. Rykes Jnr. has long marked you to become the black sheep. There was no getting out. Unless…” His voice trailed off. I looked straight into his eyes. He looked despaired. “Unless you listened to me and didn’t go on the Luna Nova Mission.” His eyes pierced into mine as he shook his head. “I wasn’t going to stop you because that was what you wanted to do so much. I didn’t want to be the one to crush your dreams.”

  Tears stung my eyes. “I should have listened to you…” I glanced at the footage and watched the Lunatics shared the female earthlings. I could only imagine Rykes Jnr. slaughtered all the human males like Commander Damaris did when the GGG landed on Luna Nova. He would have kept the females alive to bait the Lunatics. I kept searching for familiar faces yet I couldn’t see Kat or any of the survivors.

  “It’s over…” muttered Damaris as his eyes became distant.

  “No,” I stood up. “We can’t give up. There must be something we can do to stop this.”

  Damaris turned to me and laughed. “It’s written on the stars, Ayana. Our race is bound to extinct. I mean, look at it. Our female gestation period is too long, causing our population to decline. We’re allergic to UV rays. How fucking ridiculous is that? Can’t you see these are the signs that we’re a doomed species?”

  “Damaris, think about it. If the genetics of your species are really that sucky, why would Rykes Jnr. bother to keep Arman? Why would he create Luna-human hybrid clones?” I stopped when Damaris stared at me wide-eyed. Fuck, I almost snitched myself. I glanced at Zand, who looked equally surprised.

  “Luna-human hybrid clones?”

  “Your clones.” Zand jutted at the footage when Arman diffused through the wall with a troop of the clones of Damaris. My stomach plunged at the memory of what happened in the lab. I glanced at Zand, who gave me a knowing look. Arman didn’t look happy. Rykes Jnr. didn’t look excited either.

  “We lost them. We lost Zand’s signal,” said Arman to Rykes Jnr. Rykes Jnr.’s face turned black in displeasure. “You fool!” He raised his hand and slapped Arman across the face. I stepped back and covered my face as Arman’s face turned bright red. “You fucking fool! How could you be such a fucking idiot?”

  “The signal is lost. The Lunatics apparently have better technology than us!” cried Arman.

  Rykes Jnr. slapped Arman again. “You fool! Don’t you dare talk back to me!” The mad scientist grabbed Arman by the collar and dragged him close to his face. “Don’t forget your roots, Arman. I made you! I am your fucking master! So I do expect some respect from you! Now get the fuck outta here!”

  Arman pulled away and left with the clones.

  “What are they doing with my clones?” Damaris muttered. “Why are they doing this sick shit?”

  “I can only think of one reason. Because the Lunatic genes are stronger than human genes. If Rykes Jnr. intends to take over Luna Nova, they can’t send some weak ass soldiers here. That’s why they set me up to give you the antidote, turning the Lunatics into mindless sex machines. Now they are using their human fever weakness against the Lunatics by supplying them with fertile females for their use and pleasure.”

  Damaris stared at the hologram as he digested what I said. The veins on his arms bulged as he balled his fists. “I can’t believe that Luna Nova is coming to an end during my reign. I can’t believe that I got outsmarted by some human!”

  Both Zand and I stared at Damaris. We didn’t say anything though.

  Zand glanced and pointed at the hologram. “He’s getting away!”

  Damaris tapped on the keyboard and followed Rykes Jnr. into a meeting room where he reunited with Arman. Arman sat on a conference table with his chin propped on his palm, sulking. Coming to think of it, Arman had deserved that slap long ago. I had wanted to slap him for a long time. “Now, we’re getting on their good side.”

  “Good.”

  Rykes Jnr. put his hands on his back as he paced up and down the spartan room. “We will proceed with Phase II of the mission right now. Harvest all the natural resources from Luna Nova before we run out of women to bait the mindless Lunatics.” Rykes Jnr. stared into the distance as an evil smile quirked up his face. “Soon, we will be able to conquer every single fucking planet in Creamy Way!”

  Arman nodded matter-of-factly and whipped out his tablet where he started fiddling.

  Rykes Jnr. glared at Arman and slapped him on the back of his head.

  “Ouch, what the fuck is wrong with you?” snarled Arman.

  “Get on with your work instead of playing with your phone, you dimwit!”

  “I am doing my job!” Arman showed Rykes Jnr. the tablet.

  “Right.” Arman shot him a stank-eye. He adjusted himself in his seat. His eyes were stilled on the tablet when he asked, “What if the Lunatics mutate earlier than we thought and become uncontrollable?” A sick feeling rose in the pit of my stomach. What did he mean by Damaris was going to mutate? What the fuck was going to happen?

  “Then, we will give them the real antidote to reverse the actions,” said Rykes Jnr. grimly. “You shouldn’t be worried about that. Instead, we should be focusing on the mission.” He scanned around the room and suddenly stared straight into the camera. A concerned look flitted across his face. “What the fuck is this? Is this a fucking camera? We’ve been tapped?”

  The hologram buzzed off and the three of us stared at each other. My head was whirling with thoughts. Damaris was going to mutate? How? My heart raced in my chest.

  “The real antidote,” said Zand. His eyes darted between Damaris and me. A sliver of hope gleamed in me. “Yes…” I muttered. “Yes, they have a real antidote…I grabbed Damaris’ hand and held him tightly.” His eyes widened in surprise. Did he think I didn’t care about him anymore? He put his hand over mine and smiled. “We have hope, Ayana. We still have hope.”

  Zand put his hand on top of ours. “Yes, we still have hope.” Damaris and I stared at Zand. Now, this was awkward. I pulled away first and cleared my throat. Damaris and Zand straightened themselves in their seats.

  “If there was a way we could trace where they have been, so we could predict where they keep the real antidote.”

  “I could trace their carbon footprint.” Damaris quickly got into action and his fingers started tapping on the hologram keyboard. Both Zand and I hovered around him as a hologram blueprint of the Luna Nova Breeding Center appeared in front of us. “So far, they only have been in the breeding center and nowhere else.” Damaris’ eyes stilled on the screen. “Okay, I’m tracing for foreign substance in the lab…” his fingers danced on the keyboard and suddenly, a message popped up. “It’s in the Genetics Lab.”

  The three of us exchanged glances. I scanned the spacejet and plucked the blaster off the wall. I cocked it and held it up against my chest. I shot Damaris and Zand a smirk. “Shall we start?”

  8

  I sat with my head propped against the side window of the spaceship. The last time I found myself like this, Kat was here to offer some chocolate bar. I had no idea what became her right now. Did she survive? Did she become the Lunatics’ treat? I couldn’t imagine.

  She didn’t deserve this shit. She was the first person I could call my friend, though I didn’t think she knew it. I wished I had told her this. Who would be there to take care of Zand after this? I didn’t want anybody els
e to be with Zand.

  The footsteps coming from behind me burst into my trance. I turned around. My eyes entangled with Damaris as my stomach dropped. He made my heart palpitate every time I saw him. Except this time was different. Guilt pricked at my conscience.

  I wanted to say something when Damaris grabbed the back of my neck and planted his mouth against mine. My eyes fluttered closed as his breath caressed my cheeks. The world disappeared around us and I felt like I was drowning in him.

  My pussy was getting wet. Sparks flew in my stomach. I groped his body greedily when he pulled away and grabbed my arms. My chest heaved and fell in erratic breathing when his purple eyes pierced into mine. “Ayana…” He muttered.

  “Damaris…”

  “Why did you tell me the truth?” My stomach sank. I looked away from his eyes as uneasiness pricked me. Did he have to bring this up right now when my mind was all muddled? To be fair, if he didn’t bring it up right now, would we even have a chance to talk about it? Like would I have another chance to tell Kat she was my good friend?

  “I’m so sorry, Damaris. I don’t even know where to begin. It was all my fault.”

  “I’m not talking about that. Why didn’t you tell me about Zand?”

  “Why did that matter right now? What would have changed if you knew I had a boyfriend on Earth? Would you let me go?” Damaris stared at me, speechless. “I already gave up all hope when I got to Luna Nova. I never thought that I would fall in love with you. I thought I was going to end up becoming a Lunatic harem.”

  There was a brief silence. “Was that why you tried to escape with your colleagues? You were going to go back to Zand?” Envy was heavy in his voice. I stared at him for a long while, studying his facial expression. I couldn’t deny how gorgeous he looked. Commander Damaris, the first alien who stole my heart away. I never thought I was into interspecies romance before this. Commander Damaris was the one who changed my life forever.