Chapter 28
JAY
Hex lets out a breathy laugh and picks me up to spin me around as Xan and Braxton throw themselves into the other’s arms, patting each other’s backs.
“Whoa!” I have to hunch forward so my head doesn’t hit the ceiling. “How are you happier about this than the treaty? Which I’m very proud of you guys for pulling off, by the way.”
“The treaty is a historical interstellar achievement,” Hex says, as he gently puts me down. “But this”—he covers my flat belly with his big red hands—“this is everything I’ve ever wanted, Jaxus.”
I wonder how long it will take for my belly to show that I’m carrying around everything my captain has ever wanted inside me.
Maybe Griff will be able to tell me when I’ll start showing.
Or maybe the timeline has been different for him with each hatchling, and will be different each time for my belly as well.
There are so many things Hex, Braxton, Xan, and I are going to learn together, being the first family in the universe with three Giver pems and a hybrid mem who is half human—and I can’t wait to pass the knowledge we’ll collect down to the next generation of part human families that, with any luck, will form under the new Earth-Eppo alliance.
“We must drink to this,” Braxton says, and he and Xan start popping champagne bottles.
When Xan hands me one I squint at it. “I don’t think that would be healthy for our hatchling.”
“One bottle won’t hurt a hybrid mem and their hatchling,” Xan says, then takes a swig from his own bottle.
God, I love not being fully human anymore. I take a sip and the champagne’s cool touch is refreshing and tingles as bubbles burst over my tongue. I savor the crisp taste in my mouth, then search for it in Hex’s, and Braxton’s, and Xan’s.
Both champagne and tasty tongues caress my mouth as we drink and kiss, my head buzzing from the alcohol as we also get drunk on each other.
Some of the bubbly spills out of the side of my mouth when I down the rest of the bottle, and Hex’s tongue travels up my throat and past my jaw as he licks it up, then crushes our lips together.
Braxton and Xan growl as they watch us, then nuzzle on either side of my neck, as their deft alien fingers free my cock from Axel’s jeans and tease me with soft strokes.
I’m not sure which Giver the hands belong to when one of them strips off my shirt with the help of another pair of hands, and then our bright auras touch as my Givers map my new skin, frantically searching for new sensitive spots.
They’ve gone from thirsty for champagne to hungry for me, and their mouths and fingers are everywhere.
They’re moving so fast, and there are so many smoky colors mixing together, I can’t keep track of who is doing what—but I don’t care if it’s all a blur, as long as they’re taking turns kissing me, and don’t stop stroking my cock.
Which my Givers are so good at, it’s downright unreal.
Who knew getting tossed off could feel this good? If I were still human I would’ve come by now, but thankfully my hybrid form has the kind of stamina Human Jay could only dream of, because I’ve gotten close no less than four times and always managed to pull myself back from the brink of orgasm.
Hex seems pleased by the challenge. “You’re really going to make us work for your life seed, aren’t you, little hybrid?”
“Yeah, as hard as you made me work to make this finally happen,” I tease as he smirks and sinks to his knees, disappearing within my aura, like he’s hiding in a cloud.
“I guess that’s only fair.” He wastes no time getting to work, taking my jeans off and caressing my calves and thighs before I feel the wet warmth of his mouth on my balls.
I shudder and lean into his touch as his red hands roam over my torso’s blue landscape of taut muscles, heat meeting heat as his touch gets so hot it feels like he’s branding me with it.
“What’s the captain up to?” Braxton asks, squeezing my ass.
“Playing,” I moan, “with my balls.”
“That sounds fun,” he tells me, his voice dark with arousal. “Doesn’t that sound fun, Doctor?”
“Sure does,” Xan agrees, squeezing my prick. “Especially if they taste as good as the rest of him.”
“I’ll let you know if they do,” Braxton says, before getting on his knees.
Whimpering, I wet my lips and palm Xan’s givers through his trousers.
I really need a distraction to stop myself from coming when Braxton joins Hex, and I think playing with the doctor’s alien cocks should do the trick.
He gives a hiss of pleasure and lets go of my prick to take out his givers, then moves behind me.
“Get back here,” I pout. “We were in the middle of something.”
“But we’re about to be in the middle of something even better,” he assures me. “You’re soaking wet, and we don’t want all of that running down your thighs when it could be on my givers.”
“You’ve…got a point there.” I flush and press my teeth into my lower lip as he gets his fingers slick with my own personal lubricant. It made my hole nice and wet for him, and it pulses (at the rim and deep inside) when the tip of one giver puts pressure there. “Oh fuck.”
He’s going to fuck me while the captain and commander are pleasuring me with their mouths.
This is the best day of my life.
“Mmm,” Braxton moans, tonguing one ball. “That does taste good.”
“What about his hybrid cock?” Xan asks, rubbing the tip of a giver in circles at my entrance. “How good does his cock taste?”
Braxton tongues the head of my cock as his hands close over my ass cheeks and spread them apart for the doctor.
“I can’t think of anything that tastes better than this,” he says, and I shiver as he swallows me down, just as Xan pushes inside me.
“Let’s see what will make him shoot first,” the doctor says. “My givers, or you and the captain’s mouths.”
“Oh, God,” I gasp, getting pulled right back to the edge of orgasm as Hex and Braxton accept Xan’s challenge, hungrily passing my prick back and forth.
And then Xan is thrusting and bloody hell, it’s so good it’s not just going to make me come. It’s going to make the best day of my life the last, because it’s going to end me.
I’m seriously not sure if it’s possible to survive the intensity of the sensations that course through my body as Xan rams his givers against my prostate, while his thrusts ram my cock against the back of Hex and Braxton’s throats.
But I do, somehow, survive when Xan nearly pulls all the way out, and I throw my ass back on his givers, taking them at the perfect angle, just as the captain and commander are kissing each other while they’re kissing my cock. Their tongues wrestling as they brush against the sensitive head.
A powerful orgasm crashes through me, and when I cry out the sound echoes in every direction.
“Looks like we have a winner,” Xan growls, before he wraps his arms around me and lets go, filling me with his life seed as Braxton and Hex suck me dry.
That felt like a fucking workout, and now, in the afterglow, all I want to do is have a lie-down on a bed only one of us can fit on.
“Who was it?” Hex asks as he rises from the floor, with a boyish grin I’ve never seen until this moment.
“Who was what?” I pant.
“The winner.”
“It was a tie.”
“Well that’s no fun,” Braxton grumbles as he gets up from his knees.
“It was still lots of fun,” Hex argues. “And we got the prize, anyway.” He wipes some of that prize off his chin and spreads it over Xan’s lips. “But I guess we owe the doctor some too.”
Xan greedily licks my seed up and then kisses me, letting me have a taste of myself. And, you know what? It’s not bad. But I would rather have Giver life seed on my tongue. “I need to rest for a minute so we can have another…contest.”
“One sec,” Braxton says. “I’ll get the bed ready.”
There’s no way to make us all fit in that bed in its current state, but it’s a good thing my NVs are as strong as alien-possessed bears, because Braxton’s muscles have a solution for that.
He rips the mattress apart, and then throws a sheet over the big fluffy mess so we can all comfortably lie down, or shag, on the floor.
“You’re a genius,” I say, as Xan kisses the back of my neck, then gently slips out of me.
Braxton beams as he pulls me into his arms and down onto the sheet with him. I land between his legs and he rubs the bulge in his trousers against my soft cock.
“When you get hard again I want you to fuck me, little hybrid. Fuck me while the captain fucks you, and we’ll see if his givers or my ass will make you shoot first.”
Well, so much for rest. That stirs my cock and gets me immediately back into the mood for another round.
“Yes, please,” I growl, my sweat-slick skin gliding against his as I move down his chest, then open his trousers.
He quickly takes them off when I sit back just long enough to let him do it, but once he’s naked I’m all over him, licking balls, givers, and big blue ass.
He lets out a low groan and hooks his arms around his knees to keep his legs out of the way as I explore every private inch of him with my tongue and teeth.
He roughly tangles his fingers in my hair, and I like how it makes my scalp burn a little as I cup his balls and tug lightly. A louder groan this time, and his grip on my hair tightens as my tongue spears his moist hole.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Hex growls.
I feel him join us, the sheet shifting as he lies beside us and starts kissing my back.
“Makes me want to come again,” Xan says, and I look up and watch him straddle Braxton’s waist.
Now that is hot. I love watching this horny as hell side of him coming out. “The commander’s going to suck you off, Doctor?”
Xan nods. “He’s going to be filled, front and back, but when I finish, I’ll let you swallow the seed.”
So very bloody hot. I can’t wait for one more second to be inside Braxton. I have to get in now.
And I need to be full of alien cock again, just as bad.
“Hurry up and fuck me, Captain,” I rasp at Hex as I sink into Braxton.
He grunts and places both givers at my opening, then slams his hips forward, going in dry and getting lubed up with the doctor’s seed in my ass.
I throw my head back and let out a whimper as my knees go weak, but I don’t have to worry about falling over because I’m held firmly between Braxton and Hex, with my cock in a tight ass and two hard pricks in my hole.
When Hex thrusts into me, I thrust into Braxton, and Xan moves with us, his givers claiming Braxton’s throat when I claim the commander’s tight heat. There’s so much amazing friction, and it feels so good on both ends.
“I th-think we’ll have, uh, another tie,” I stammer, grinding my ass on Hex’s givers as Braxton clenches down on my cock.
My heart beats like crazy as I listen to him slobber on Xan’s cocks, and watch his stomach tighten.
He’s so beautiful, and sexy, and he belongs to me.
His hole is mine to worship forever, along with his huge givers.
I grip them and stroke hard, and I hear him choke on Xan’s meat as he squirts, his seed shooting up so high it nearly touches the ceiling before it rains down on him.
“You’re gonna be next, little hybrid,” Hex promises, pounding my prostate.
My prick pulses inside Braxton’s twitching hole, and I bury myself to the hilt, unraveling in pure bliss.
This drains all the energy out of me, and I find myself boneless on top of him, his sticky seed smeared between us with my ass up, breath coming in short gasps and eyes watering as they lose focus.
“That’s a good little hybrid,” Hex says, voice warm with praise. “You came so good for me.”
My cock throbs, even as it’s softening inside Braxton, and I squeeze the captain’s alien dicks, wanting him to feel as wonderfully spent as I do.
With a few more powerful pumps of his hips, he fits his pulsing, swelling givers so deep I swear my ass is never going to forget the shape of them. Or the flood of his warm seed.
“By the stars,” he rumbles with the aftershocks, a tremble in his voice and thighs, “I swear I’ll never get enough of this.”
He slaps one of my perky cheeks, then collapses beside me and Braxton, motionless and looking dazed.
“My turn,” Xan says firmly, lifting away from Braxton’s mouth, before he faces me and plants his feet on either side of the commander.
Right. I’m swallowing his seed.
Hell yeah.
I get up on my knees, open wide, and he feeds me one purple giver, then switches, feeds me the other, and we continue doing it like that. Sloppy, hot, and fast until his body tightens and pleasure ripples through him.
He comes in hot spurts, in my mouth, each giver filling it with more than Human Jay could take. But as a hybrid, I can swallow his thick seed down with big, satisfying gulps.
“Okay, now we rest,” Xan says, petting my hair. “Because that was the best sex of my life—but I look forward to topping it tomorrow.”
I grin, chest heaving, and fall down happily between the commander and the captain. Xan stretches out next to Braxton, as Hex grabs discarded clothes to clean the commander’s seed off my sweat-slicked skin.
“Thank you,” I say softly, and throw a leg on him.
He strokes that leg as we settle into a soothing quiet, with no other sound in the room but the combined breath of four mates.