Chapter 2
WARMTH ENVELOPED GISELLE LIKE a hug, tension coiling in her stomach.
Her eyelids were heavy, so heavy, but electricity was building in her core, shooting rhythmically up her spine and through her extremities.
She tried to force her eyes open, caught in the delicate dance of exhaustion and arousal, haziness and desire.
“Pathetic little thing, isn’t she?”
The words floated past her ears like a breeze, and she tried to reach out and hold them, but they slipped through her grasp.
“Oh, I don’t know. I think she’s sweet.”
Another voice, softer than the first, matching the gentleness of the fingers brushing through her hair.
A moan rolled over her lips and grumbling laughter filled the room.
“See how needy she is? And not even awake yet. We could fuck her right now and she wouldn’t even notice.”
“I think I overdid it on the sedation, Thase. It’s taking our pet longer than it should to wake up.”
Giselle was warm, so warm, heat building through her body as she started to remember.
The break up, the desert, the light, the ship.
The aliens.
Her eyes shot open, suddenly aware of the sensations overwhelming her body.
The room was dimly lit compared to the last one, the cold exam table exchanged for a soft bed. The aliens were hovering over her as she lay on her back, one at her legs and the other sidled up next to her.
When she looked down, she saw a purple tentacle penetrating her cunt, throbbing rhythmically in time with her heart thumping in her chest. More tentacles brushed over her breasts, the tapered tips pinching her nipples and making her body tremble.
“W-What are you doing?” she yelped, panic pitching her voice high even as arousal coursed through her.
She tried to push the appendages away, but a large hand grabbed her arms, pinning them above her head.
“Oh, sweet pet, you’re awake,” one of the aliens whispered against the sensitive shell of her ear, the one that had his tentacles around her breasts. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
She was bare before them, her dress and panties absent as goosebumps prickled her pale skin.
“Finally. Now we can break her in properly,” the other said, the one who was fucking her with a tentacle that extended from his arm as he held her legs apart with clawed hands.
The appendage retracted from her dripping cunt, disappearing back into him as if he were made of clay.
Giselle panted hard, on the edge of orgasm, her entire body tingling.
Her stomach churned, and she tried to understand what was happening. They’d knocked her out somehow after the exam, and had assaulted her while she slept. Assaulted her, and yet her body responded eagerly, enjoyed it, wanted more.
This was why Anthony didn’t love her, why he’d left her. She was clearly broken in some way, her chest heaving with a mixture of fear and revulsion, a sour taste in her mouth.
Before she could catch her breath, the one that had been fucking her grabbed her waist, pulling her towards the edge of the bed.
She tried to latch onto something, anything, but only succeeded in dragging the sheets to the floor with her.
At least they cushioned her fall a bit, though she didn’t have a moment to be thankful before the alien righted her, setting her on her knees before him.
He wrapped a clawed hand around her throat, jerking her gaze up to meet his.
“Be a good little pet, or I will have to collar you.”
Giselle’s heart was thudding in her chest as the other slid off the bed and ambled over, eyes darting to the one who held her.
“I thought we agreed, no collar. You remember what happened last time—”
“Silence, Vrix. I will do what I must if our pet cannot behave.”
So, Vrix was the nice one and Thase… he was the other one.
Vrix gazed down at her, brushing her hair with a fanged grin.
“You will not like the collar, sweet human, so it would be best to do as Thase says.”
The words sent a shudder through her body as she knelt before the two aliens, hazel eyes wide with terror.
“She cannot host our offspring, so she will have to be useful in other ways,” Thase growled, shifting his hand to the back of her neck, claws tangling in her hair.
Host their offspring?
Horror gripped her with icy talons, sharper than the claws scratching at her neck.
“Please,” Giselle begged, pressing her palms together as she glanced between the two aliens. “Just… let me go home.”
“Home?” Vrix asked, cocking his head. “This is your home now, sweet one.”
As her wide eyes pleaded, something else drew her attention. A slit at Thase’s crotch, spreading as a solid domed head began to protrude. Nausea bubbled at her throat, her skin crawling as a great length extended from the opening.
“Open wide, pathetic little human.”
The enormous purple cock brushed against her lips, Thase’s grip tightening around her neck as he forced her towards him. Despite the fear racing through her, warmth settled in her core, a heat spurred on by the tight grip at her neck and the foul words from the alien’s mouth.
Vrix observed as Giselle parted her lips, letting Thase press his cock past them. That same salty sweet musk of the tentacles filled her mouth, and she swirled her tongue around the head out of instinct, a little trick that used to drive Anthony crazy.
Thase groaned, his eyes shutting and head reeling back as he pushed in farther, tears burning her eyes and pressure building in her throat.
Vrix extended a rubbery tentacle from his arms, letting it run over her bare breasts, stiffening her nipples into peaks as Thase began to thrust. It took everything in her power to focus on breathing, trying not to choke as the alien fucked her mouth.
“Dirty little human, fuck, she takes it so well,” Thase grunted, his cock ramming the back of her throat as her eyes watered.
Giselle pressed her palms to his thighs, needing something to balance her as he used her mouth like a sex toy. His words electrified the arousal pooling in her core, her mind going fuzzy.
Vrix ran his claws through her hair, gentle and sweet, his eyes blazing with rapture.
“You are doing so well, so good for us. Such a good little pet.”
Even as fear made its home in her body, arousal threatened it, like a bulb burning brighter with each thrust of Thase’s hips and each word of gentle praise from Vrix.
Thase removed himself with a groan, jerking Giselle’s face to Vrix’s extending cock.
“She’s a little human slut is what she is. She wanted to be taken, wants us to fuck her, ruin her. Don’t you?”
She gulped, nodding as she opened her mouth, her tongue running along the soft head of Vrix’s cock.
It felt like a wise decision to agree. But it wasn’t true, was it?
She’d just been in the desert because she hadn’t known where else to go. She’d let her emotions get the better of her, had made a stupid mistake. She could have been killed or hurt.
Instead, she’d been abducted by aliens.
It was so fucked up, but there was something about the way Vrix cradled her cheek with his large hand, eyes glued to her as he slowly parted her lips with his cock. His body tensed as the smooth skin pushed into her mouth, his eyes blazing with glimmering rapture.
God, had Anthony ever looked at her like that?
“Beautiful,” Vrix murmured, his eyelids heavy as he slowly thrust into her mouth. “You do take it well, so well, my sweet.”
“Much better than the others,” Thase agreed, stroking his hand over his cock as he watched the scene in front of him.
The tears in Giselle’s eyes ceased flowing, Vrix’s gentle thrusts not gagging her in the same way Thase’s feral ones had.
There had to be something wrong with her, something they’d drugged her with, because instead of pure horror, there was a mixture of emotions.
Intrigue, lust, curiosity about exactly what they would do to her.
A thought flashed past her, even as the compliment from Thase warmed her. She was a bad person, a disgusting person, which had to be why Anthony had broken up with her. She tried to push it away, tried to hold the tears back, tried to focus on the only thing that mattered right now.
Survive.
“You are too gentle with her,” Thase grumbled, pushing Vrix aside and roughly grasping her by the arms.
He scooped her up, cradling her against his warm chest for a moment, before tossing her back on the bed.
Giselle scooted to the chrome headboard, hugging her arms around her knees. She wasn’t cold, but a shiver of fear and anticipation rushed through her, her cunt still throbbing from the erotic wake up and lack of release.
Vrix smiled that too-wide grin, crawling onto the bed so he knelt beside her. She trembled as he cupped her cheek, bringing his fangs close to her ear.
“Do you think you can take us both at the same time, little human?” he breathed, a lilt of humor dancing in his voice.
Both?
Fangs nipped at her ear, a warm tongue running against her neck and sending a jolt of arousal through her.
Before she could respond, Thase crawled onto the bed, kneeling at her feet.
“It does not matter if she can. She will,” he growled, the look in his eyes positively savage.
Vrix pulled away from her neck with a smile.
“Of course, she will,” he agreed, laying on his back and beckoning her with open arms. “You’ll be a good girl for us, won’t you? You’ll give us what we want?”
Giselle nodded, gripped by the strange arousal that flowed through her. Not knowing what else to do—fighting would be absolutely useless—she reached for his hand and Vrix pulled her onto him, settling her on all fours as she straddled his waist, his hard length resting between her trembling thighs.
Tentacles extended from Vrix’s chest, stroking sweetly across her stomach and breasts as he brushed her hair with clawed fingers.
Thase grabbed her hips, jerking them so her back arched just right, a soft prodding at her ass sending a jolt through her.
“Don’t hurt me,” she whispered, her eyes glued to Vrix, though she was speaking to Thase.
“We’ll do our best,” Vrix said with a smile, a genuine grin that made her pulse quicken.
Thase just barked a laugh from behind her.
“Yes, I’ll do my best. I do not wish to break our new toy on our first try.” He leaned over so he could hiss in her ear. “I’m tired of fucking Vrix every fucking day. We need you to be strong, take us like a good little pet.”
She grimaced, the words sending heat to her body, flushing her skin a pretty pink. Her head was spinning with all that she was hearing, all that was happening, all the sensations in her own body that were overwhelming her.
A tapered tip—slick with something—prodded her ass, and Giselle yelped before it pushed its way inside.
Vrix’s firm grip at her waist grounded her, and her eyes rolled as he ran his hard length against her dripping slit, letting his cock coat in the wetness of her arousal.
The tentacle wound its way in deeper, Thase’s claws forming pinpricks of blood at her waist as he groaned.
“Such a tight little ass, fuck, we’re going to enjoy you.”
“Careful,” Vrix warned, his eyes still focused on his cock running across her slick entrance.
Her mind was already reeling when he finally slid his way in, streaks of white hot pain throbbing her interior as he stretched her.
Vrix was patient, filling her inch by inch, her body adjusting to him slowly and painfully. She let out her held breath when he was fully sheathed, his cock throbbing.
The sensation was so good, so euphoric, an overwhelming fullness as he held himself inside of her.
She could almost forget about Thase for a moment, but then there was emptiness as the tentacle retreated from her ass.
Before she could wonder what was happening, there was the prod of his cock, slippery with some sort of lubrication.
Thase worked himself into her ass as Vrix thrusted gently, grunting in time with her groans.
It was too much, too big, too full.
“Relax, sweet one, it will be easier for you,” Vrix whispered, his purple skin glistening in the dim light of the room.
His gleaming eyes were glued to her face, examining her with such awe that it made her want to cry. Her chest clenched as she tried to breathe and obey his command.
A tentacle extended from the hand at her waist, slithering up her stomach and chest as her body shook with each of Thase’s thrusts. It pressed into her mouth, and peace enveloped her, swift and unyielding, relaxing the muscles in her aching core.
“Yes, sweet one, take it like the human whore that you are,” Thase grunted, jerking into her with one powerful plunge.
Giselle’s head was spinning, her entire body on fire as Thase and Vrix thrust in time with one another. God, they were tearing her apart, and yet each stroke electrified her nerves, sending waves of pleasure up her spine and through her limbs.
And with each stroke, her mind faded, comfortably numb, even the focus on survival dissipating into nothingness. There was just her and the aliens, connected as one, the intricate mix of pain and pleasure replacing all other thoughts in her head.
Her climax came on fast, already so close to the edge from the unconscious probing. She cried out, her cunt and ass clamping down on them, tears blurring her vision as ecstasy overpowered her.
“Oh, sweet human, coming with two cocks deep inside of you,” Vrix muttered as his thrusts grew erratic, his eyes washing over her bouncing breasts, her soft stomach, her lips parted by his tentacle.
A sharp smack echoed through the room, pain burning her ass where Thase had slapped her. She felt her muscles clench around them, aftershocks of release still pulsing through her with each thrust.
“Now take our seed like a good little slut,” he said, giving her a few more deep thrusts before groaning loudly.
Vrix matched Thase’s sounds, his eyes fluttering shut as he stuffed her to the hilt. Warm seed overfilled her, dripping down her ass and between her thighs as stars dotted her vision.
Giselle continued to moan as they slowed to a stop, before Thase removed himself and flopped onto the bed with a sigh. Tentacles extended from his arms, dragging her off Vrix so she was squeezed in between them.
Her body was alight with so many sensations, a deep, throbbing pain between her legs mixing with the electricity that ignited her nerves, but still her head was fuzzy, her mind numb to all that had happened.
It was like she was in a trance, floating through a dream, peace washing over her even as her body trembled.
“You did so good, my sweet human,” Vrix cooed in her ear, pulling her flush with his chest as Thase rested an arm across them both.
“Our little human whore.”
Giselle’s eyelids grew heavy, exhaustion pulling her to its murky depths as tentacles wrapped around her.