Taming the Alien Warriors by Rie Warren
If two cocks are better than one, then M/M/F-alien-human-ménage must be a triple-treat.
Dex and Jedrek are famed Zenithian warriors of the Valkrane class. Close friends and comrades for decades, the two males tough it out on the training grounds, share living quarters, and even take the same females to bed. But now, newfound lust for Dex has consumed Jedrek for months, and he’s about to make the male his latest conquest.
Enter Laurel. Sweet, human, female, but far from oblivious. For years, the massive pair of warriors have maintained careful distance while making sure no others take advantage of her maiden charms. And Laurel’s about fed up with them cock-blocking her.
When new danger descends on Zenithia, Jedrek, Dex, and Laurel are thrown into close quarters, which only ignites their three-way lust to boiling point. Just as ultimate intergalactic love seems within their reach, the plot against humans on Zenithia reaches its deadliest endgame.
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The
doors slid closed behind Jedrek, and he immediately unbuckled his chestplate.
With a twist of his brawny bronzed shoulders he shrugged free, leaving his
torso bare.
I
inhaled shakily, exhaled slowly. “I thought you liked females.”
“I do.” With
a prowling gait, he advanced. “But I like you best.”
His
pronouncement made my cock leap to attention.
I
stepped back. “In that case I guess I should admit I have been hearing a rumor.”
He
lifted one eyebrow, continuing to stalk toward me. “Indeed?”
“That
you’re going to fuck my ass.”
He
leaped at me, driving me against one of the softly glowing walls. “I can’t wait
to get my cock,” his hands reached for my thighs beneath the kilt then roamed
higher, “in this tight . . . hot . . . ass.”
The
moment his broad palms cupped my bare ass, his mouth lowered over mine.
No
chance to retreat, no place to retreat to, and no thoughts of running, I
groaned harshly.
Jedrek’s
kiss was fiery and fierce. His tongue plunged straight into my mouth, and I
retaliated. Grabbing hold of his short hair with my fingers, I twisted his
head, darting my tongue around his.
The feel
of a man’s firm lips so different. Hot as hell. Rough, not gentle at all.
Breaths
gusted from our nostrils, and the warm wetness of his mouth alone took my
straining cock to the very edge of release already.
Grunting,
Jedrek broke away only to lash his tongue along my neck to my shoulder,
swirling over the ropey tendons with slow wet swipes.
And then
his hand was on my cock.
My head
coiled back. “Fuck. Jedrek.”
Sensation
exploded beneath the rough feel of his palm stroking the full length all the
way to the ripe head, which he ran his hand around and around.
I
shuddered, almost collapsing. No other man had ever fisted me before and the
rawness of it set my pelvis pumping in rhythm with his sliding hand.
“Can’t
believe I’m finally touching you,” he muttered against the side of my neck,
rubbing his cheek against my beard.
“More,”
I begged.
“You
need more?” He nipped my chin then pulled back, taking his hand from my
iron-hard flesh.
I’d
never known Jedrek to tease, to be so sexual. My body vibrated as hot jolts of
need pounded through me.
“Well, I
need you naked,” he said.
He
whipped off my kilt then rid himself of the rest of his garb while I shucked
out of the chestplate. Hard naked bodies crashing back together, our tongues
twined and our mouths twisted.
All his
bare flesh pressed against me, and his large cock rubbed right alongside mine,
another entirely foreign sensation.
My dick
pulsed, and I slipped my hips up and down, rocking the whole solid length
against the barrel of cockmeat rising rigid from his groin.
I palmed
his buttocks, yanking him as close as possible, invading his mouth with my
tongue to taste him more fully.
Jedrek
drew his mouth away, eyes hooked low to watch our two dicks slipping together.
The
sight of both big cocks was insanely hot, sandwiched between two armor-hard
abdomens.
“I can’t
wait.” Falling to his knees, he dragged his lips all the way down my torso and
over the ridges of my stomach.
“What
are you . . .”
He
peered up at me with half-mast eyes, his tongue rolling out to dab the bead of
liquid welling from the bulbous tip of my staff. “I want you to feed me your
cock.”
His
words were so hot I could’ve shot off right then and there. But it was the feel
of his long wet tongue caressing the dome of my dick that pulled a terse grunt
from my throat.
Dipping
lower, Jedrek licked all over my heavy balls.
My palms
flew to the wall, slapping against the smooth surface as riotous heat shot from
my groin outward.
He
slurped loudly, wetting my entire sac. “Mmm. Yeah. This is what I needed, Dex.”
Breath
rushed out of my heaving chest. “Fuck. Why did you wait so long to do this?”
“Didn’t
want to scare you off.” He kissed the base of my cock before pulling slightly
back. “Now I want you to fuck my face.”
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