Epilogue
After two months on Earth, the settlement felt more and more like home, like a little village, as strange as it was.
We’d named it Lunam, after a long-destroyed Aunga’ri city in the mountains of our home planet, and we’d begun to settle in, with the blessing of the people who inhabited the nearby town of Boseman.
I regularly traveled into Boseman to work with the university professors there, and make use of their research laboratories, but most Aunga’ri still stuck to the small piece of land, about fifty square miles, that the initial Aunga’ri delegation had purchased from a Montana rancher way back at the start of all of this.
Lunam had quickly grown bigger and more organized, starting with real buildings for our commercial spaces, including a food market and a few little cafes.
Some residents had moved into the human-style houses at the edge of our settlement.
Residents were adding on to their escape pods, building bedrooms, and making more space.
There was a neat grid of roads running out from the palace, where most of us worked, and out past the pods, a new neighborhood was under construction, with some homes already complete and inhabited.
We’d stayed in our pod. I felt a special connection to that space, that bed, and the guys had agreed to add to it instead of moving.
I brushed a hand over the railing of the little front porch we’d built over the weekend, smiling fondly at the flower pots I’d arranged there.
It was so domestic, and definitely a little on the primitive side, but I was enjoying it.
Olzi was home, cooking in the small kitchen we’d built.
Our home was now made up of two escape pods, which served as bedrooms and bathrooms, connected by a big open space that included a kitchen and living room.
I loved it, especially our location at the edge of the settlement, with views out towards the beautiful mountains.
“Smells delicious,” I said, grinning.
“Dinner for my loves.” He winked, turning the stove off before embracing me fully. “I missed you. How was the human-Aunga’ri science conference?”
“Would have gone better if a certain two men hadn’t fucked every time I was in the middle of a presentation,” I muttered. “It’s very distracting to feel your orgasms while trying to speak about science, though at least I’ve become better at compartmentalizing.”
“You know you loved it. You love getting wet for us, even when you’re a few states away,” Olzi said, laughing and hugging me more tightly. His personality had really come out in the past month, and he was full of joy and mischief.
“I love you so much,” I whispered, hit all at once by the need to make sure he knew. Which, of course, he did, because he was inside my head.
“I love you, too, baby. You weren’t too tired?” He palmed my baby bump, which was only just starting to show, and I shook my head.
“No. I got plenty of sleep, so I was okay. I sat out of some of the social activities, though. By dinner, I was so ready for bed.” The convention had been the first of its kind, and truly a sign that our societies were ready to work together, in my mind.
Though most Aunga’ri kept to Lunam, we’d been working closely with the humans on scientific and medical advances.
The humans had been grateful for the cancer treatment that Mia and I had developed over the past few months, as well as other scientific advances that came from pooling human and Aunga’ri knowledge, and that gratitude had amounted to quite a few resources to get Lunam off the ground, including the supplies we needed to make our homes livable long term.
“Okay. Well, I have a healthy dinner ready to go as soon as Lo gets home,” he said. “Gotta feed our little girl and her momma right.”
“Where is Logan?”
“Still at work. Should be home soon,” Olzi said, and I felt a gentle nudge of acknowledgment from our husband.
Logan had taken a job with Aunga’ri Town’s new police force, but Olzi remained at home.
He’d floundered for a little while, unsure what to do with his life, but when I’d found out I was pregnant, it had come to him in an instant — he wanted to be a stay-at-home dad.
It turned me on more than I would ever admit out loud.
But he must have known. Every time I found him doing something that made me think about how he was caring for our family, I felt this desperate desire to have his cock in my mouth.
It was a weird reaction, I knew, but it wasn’t hurting anyone. In fact, he seemed quite pleased.
And I’d missed having him in my mouth, just like I’d missed having his tail and Logan’s cock in my pussy.
I loved how Olzi tasted, the way his pulsing shaft filled me just right.
Smiling, I dropped to my knees and tugged at his belt.
He groaned, his eyes warming as I shoved his pants down out of the way, letting his cock spring free, already hard for me.
I kissed the soft head, sucking it gently into my mouth first, then wrapping my lips hungrily around his hardening cock, meeting his eyes as I moaned happily.
He felt so damn good in my mouth, and that was compounded by the way I could feel his reactions.
I’d become a little obsessed with the combination, if I was being honest. That, and with the control it gave me over him.
I was on my knees, but he was the one begging, crying out my name. He was the one shuddering against me.
“Fuck, I love coming home to that,” Logan said, chuckling softly. He was leaning against the door frame, staring at us, a soft smile on his lips, love shining in his eyes. “But don’t let him come yet.”
I pulled back to a groan from Olzi as Logan reached out and helped me to my feet, kissing me softly, tasting Olzi’s pre-cum on my lips with a soft purr of pleasure.
This was who we’d become, and I couldn’t help but love it.
Olzi tugged off the rest of his clothing, and dutifully plated our meals, his hard cock bouncing as he walked.
“I missed you, Rah,” he murmured, cupping my chin and kissing me fiercely as he started to unbutton my shirt. “You need my cock while Olzi finishes things in the kitchen?”
I shuddered, reaching between us to palm him.
Fuck, I lived for this man inside me, filling me, and the knowledge that the baby he’d put in me already was due in another six months only made me wilder for him.
I loved our life, and the way the three of us fit together.
The way they understood my overly logical mind, and especially, the way they fucked me until logic was the last thing I could think about.
“I love you,” I said, kissing him fiercely.
He stood me between his legs, quickly removing the rest of my clothing, then groaning happily as I spun for him, letting him nip my ass and kiss my rounded stomach.
Olzi stopped for a kiss himself as Logan tested my wetness and lubed my ass, letting me know that they missed me and that I was about to have all of my holes filled.
He turned me, bending me over the table and leaning forward to lick my pussy, though I wasn’t sure I wanted or needed foreplay.
I wanted their cocks stuffed deep inside me.
I had two loves, the fierce, strong Logan, and the loving sweetheart Olzi, and I needed both for my life to be complete.
And when he positioned himself behind me and thrust into me, Olzi wobbled a little at the force of the passion and pleasure we could both feel from Logan.
Every move, as always, broadcasted his love for us.
I needed Olzi, too, and now I was the one to beg, until Logan rearranged us, so I was in my favorite position of all, with all of my holes filled.
Olzi’s cock was in my mouth as his tail pushed into my ass, as Logan fucked my pussy at a relentless and a little rough, holding me pinned while all of my worries faded into pure bliss.
“I love you, babygirl,” he murmured as he came. I could never get enough of these men, and thankfully, I wouldn’t have to.