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  It could have gone on forever and Michaela would have been happy. Yet the pressure in her groin grew until her belly felt stretched tight. She ached for the actual act of sex. She needed to fuck. Part of her feared the Kalquorians would not heed her body’s increasing demands. Yet she did not dare voice her wants.

  In a strange twist to what was going on in Michaela’s head, something new had asserted itself. Had Michaela known without a doubt that Korkla’s clan wanted her in all ways, she would have been satisfied for them to not penetrate her. Her own wants and needs in comparison to making them happy seemed small. Unimportant. She burned with agonized desire, and yet she still wanted their gratification before her own. Fulfilling the three men’s needs outweighed almost all personal considerations.

  However, the uncertainty that plagued Michaela as to her desirability where Clan Korkla was concerned would not let her lose herself entirely in service to them. She needed them to make that final gesture that would prove they did want her.

  As if in answer to a prayer, Korkla knelt between her splayed legs, tugging the crotch of his formsuit bottom open. His glistening cocks spilled out heavily, thick with arousal.

  His gaze bored into hers. “I claim you. You are my clan’s Matara. Do you submit to my demands?”

  Michaela didn’t hesitate for an instant. “Yes.”

  Korkla took his pricks in hand and moved towards her crotch. At the same time, Raxstad bent over her own livid cock. Her masculine flesh disappeared into his hungry maw.

  The wet heat of his mouth and the gentle rasp of his tongue against her dick made Michaela scream. Ecstasy barreled through her loins, once more making lucid thought an impossibility. Govi drowned her elated cry with a deep kiss. Michaela’s arms jerked against her binds, reminding her of her helplessness. Rapture doubled and then tripled.

  Something hot and demanding pushed against her pussy and anus. Korkla was there, readying to take his carnal pleasure with her body. The hard tip of his primary penis pressed at her pussy, seeking entrance. He felt impossibly big to Michaela, too big. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except that he fuck her.

  Michaela moaned as the first inch of the Dramok breached her opening. Then the second cock was at her rear entrance, pressing to spear her there as well.

  The pressure was intense as Korkla’s girths filled her tight. However, Raxstad’s mouth, working up and down on her cock, countered the slight ache with distracting delight. Pleasure and ache swirled together in an intoxicating mixture, adding to Raxstad’s venom and the fragrance of the surrounding flowers. Michaela fought to open herself even more to Korkla’s wondrous assault.

  “Push, little one. Give yourself to him,” Govi encouraged as he kissed her face.

  An abrupt pain deep in her pussy caught Michaela off guard. She screamed at the sharp dagger that stabbed through her womanhood.

  “Easy, easy,” Govi soothed. “He ruptured your hymen, my Matara. Korkla has taken your virginity. Relax. That part is over.”

  Michaela wept, but not from the pain. They had done it. They had accepted her as good enough to be intimate with. At last, she was worth loving.

  Govi kissed away each tear she shed. “Hush, sweet girl. It’s all right.”

  “Yes,” she sobbed. “Yes, everything is right now.”

  The Imdiko smiled down at her, his beautiful face that of an angel. “Good girl. Give yourself over.”

  Michaela smiled back at him. The pain faded, replaced by a deep ache as Korkla continued to claim her for the clan, an ache that felt more and more like ecstasy with each passing second. She belonged to a clan. She belonged to this clan, this wonderful, perfect trio of men. She was theirs because they wanted her.

  Korkla groaned as his groin met Michaela’s “Oh, Mother of All. Is this woman truly ours, my clan? Because I cannot believe I am not dreaming.”

  Govi chuckled, glancing to take in the astounding sight of Korkla buried to the hilt inside Michaela while Raxtad’s head bobbed slowly up and down over her cock. “If it is a dream, then I beg you to not wake me up, my Dramok.”

  Michaela whimpered, beyond words as the men loved her. The feeling of Korkla inside her, of Raxstad’s lips and tongue on her, of Govi’s arms surrounding her was sheer paradise. Maybe it was she who dreamed.

  Korkla swung his hips back, emptying Michaela’s grasping channels with gratifying slowness. The friction brought every hair on her body to attention, and she cried out as that pleasure merged with the ticklish excitement of what Raxstad did to her. A feverish roiling filled her gut, making her kick at the air. Govi chuckled and kissed his way down to her breasts. He accepted the invitation of her pert nipples to suck and lick. More electric bliss poured through Michaela until she thought she might go mad from sheer enjoyment.

  Korkla withdrew until only the tips of his cocks remained inside her. Then he slid back in, rubbing sensitive spots inside Michaela she didn’t know existed. She writhed in sinuous glee, her dancer’s body learning new contortions as the Dramok drummed steadily against her. Michaela saw his bright stare over Govi’s head, saw him watching her as she moaned her growing pleasure. His lips were wet and parted, his eyes heavily lidded as he fucked her.

  Michaela felt her body flush. Her scrotum drew up tight, poignant rapture boiling within. It felt as if the entirety of her loins gathered, drawing to a single, sharp point. Something inside kicked hard. Then a ribbon of delight unfurled, springing from her balls to fill her cock. The climax hit so fast and so hard, she had no time to warn them.

  Molten cum burst from her shaft, spurting hard into Raxstad’s mouth. The Nobek made an eager sound. He sucked hard, as if to claim even the most reluctant droplets of Michaela’s seed. She screamed as her cock exploded, her stomach knotting against the brutal climax.

  Michaela had never experienced such an intense orgasm. However, she had only gotten the tip of the iceberg.

  Korkla’s thrusts came fast and hard, igniting fires deep inside Michaela’s pussy. Her sheath spasmed against his thudding length, flexing as it readied to join with its male counterpart in ecstasy. Korkla grasped her clit, rubbing gently.

  Still in the throes of her masculine release, Michaela’s body exploded anew. Raw intensity detonated from deep within, shattering her senses. All was heaving, sumptuous carnage for a too-short eternity.

  The throbs of delicious release ebbed just in time for Michaela to hear Korkla’s shout of completion. His cocks jolted within her, setting off another round of fireworks, though softer and sweeter than before.

  Michaela sobbed without care. Korkla’s climax was the final proof of his desire for her.

  As she came down from glorious satisfaction, Michaela noted the dark look on Raxstad’s face. At first she thought he’d been disgusted with her, and her joy plummeted in an instant. However, his gruff words to their Dramok took that stab of horror away.

  “Move or I’ll throw you off her.”

  Korkla still gasped from release, and he gave his Nobek an unkind look. “You’ll get your turn. Give me a moment. I’ve never come that damned hard.”

  “Forgive me, but I can’t wait, my Dramok. I’m not kidding.”

  Korkla looked at the other man’s cocks, so hard they curled tight to Raxstad’s abdomen. He chuffed exhausted laughter. “So I see. All right, Raxstad, she is yours.”

  Korkla emptied Michaela of his pricks. She whined to feel him go. Her pussy and ass felt like great voids without him. Even seeing Raxstad shove Korkla over to take his place didn’t calm the ache of emptiness inside. She kicked impatiently to have the Nobek fill her once more.

  “Younglings are always so eager,” Korkla chuckled as he crawled to lie beside her. “Since her male need has been satisfied, I have to assume it is the same way for Earther girls as it is for boys.”

  “Given our Nobek’s libido, that’s a good thing,” Govi snickered. “You and I might actually get a break now.”

  Michaela paid little attention to their teasing. Raxstad loomed ove
r her, his hands gripping his cocks and moving them in position to fill her once more. She raised her hips, feeling as if she yawned wide to welcome him.

  He pushed inside, groaning as he did so. “Mother of All,” the Nobek breathed. “Oh ancestors, thank you for this.”

  That brought laughter from Korkla and Govi. “Shut the fuck up, you two,” Raxstad said, but his tone was too breathy to be menacing.

  Michaela writhed in desperation, trying to claim the two cocks that entered too slowly for her liking. “More,” she insisted, fighting the chains that kept her from claiming Raxstad in one shove. “More, Raxstad.”

  “Easy, little lover,” he growled, his heavy brow beetling with effort. “I’m right on the verge. Damn it, she’s so tight!”

  “But soft too,” Korkla sighed. “She feels wonderful.”

  He leaned down to give Michaela’s breast a lingering kiss. The warm, moist contact sent fervor spilling into her belly. She shoved her groin at Raxstad and her chest at the other two. It was as if her pussy had not climaxed with the Dramok. It clamored for another release.

  “Feel free to relieve yourself quickly,” Govi moaned to Raxstad, watching her gyrate. “It’s agony waiting.”

  “You don’t have to,” Korkla told his Imdiko. “I’m sure Michaela would be glad to offer you her mouth.”

  “I’d like that, but I want to enjoy the rest. I’ve never had a woman so similar to our species.”

  “Then you’ll have to practice the same control our Nobek is attempting to maintain.” Korkla grinned with menace.

  His hand shot out and grasped Govi’s front cock. The Imdiko yelped.

  “Damn it, Korkla! What the hell are you doing?”

  The Dramok tugged carefully at Govi’s sex. “Michaela wants a taste. Don’t you, sweetling?”

  Michaela groaned. Raxstad was now deep inside her. The thickness of him in her pussy and ass had him rubbing hard against that bright sweet spot inside her female sheath, sending delicious thrills up and down her spine. The Nobek moved back and forth slowly, his teeth gritted in an effort to not lose control. Even so, the friction was mindblowing. Bright flashes like lightning kept flaring over Michaela’s vision.

  Govi moved to straddle her face, cutting off the exciting sight of Raxstad fucking her. Korkla still had hold of the Imdiko’s cock, pulling it down towards Michaela’s lips.

  “Come on Govi, get down where she can enjoy you in her mouth. Your Matara wants it. Open up, Michaela. Taste that big, beautiful cock.”

  The scent of spicy Kalquorian arousal mingled with the mind-stealing aroma of the flowers. Michaela inhaled deeply of it and cried out with excitement. She opened her mouth, inviting Govi in.

  Korkla guided his panting Imdiko to her lips. Michaela ran her tongue over the tip of Govi’s wet cock and was awarded a delicious blast of sweet-salty-spiciness. She lifted her head to suck on the tapered appendage. Govi yelled.

  Korkla changed his grip to the Imdiko’s secondary cock, moving it carefully so that it didn’t stab Michaela in the throat. From the corner of her eye, she saw how he grinned.

  “That’s right, my pretty pair. I knew you’d be gorgeous together.”

  Govi’s hips dipped low so that he filled Michaela’s mouth with his cock. He stopped just as she was on the verge of gagging on his length and slid back out. He pressed in carefully once more. Back out. In.

  A fresh wave of heat enveloped Michaela’s body. Govi fucked her mouth. Raxstad fucked her ass and pussy. Her whole body received what it had wanted for so long, and she gloried in it. Even her cock, depleted so recently, filled with fresh desire.

  She thought her insides must be made of lava. She burned hot, like molten rock liquefying and dripping fire. Every cell was alight, blazing with all the power of Plasius’ two suns.

  The men serving and being served by her body cried out as if she scalded them with her passion. Raxstad’s thrusts were getting harder, more demanding. He shook with effort as he pushed ever deeper into her core. Govi made sobbing sounds as he plunged in and out of her mouth. It was no wonder; Korkla pumped his smaller cock with one hand. The clan leader’s other arm moved as he did something to the Imdiko’s ass.

  Korkla whispered in Govi’s ear, but Michaela heard him. “That’s it, my beauty. Fuck that pretty mouth while I finger fuck your perfect ass. Look how gorgeous your Matara is with your cock between her lips.”

  Govi moaned. “Please ... please Korkla ... I can’t ...”

  “No, don’t come. You’re going to come in Michaela’s pussy. You’re going to claim her properly. Hold out, Govi.”

  “You’re ... please ... my Dramok ... no, not there. Don’t...”

  “But it feels so good when I rub right there. Look at Michaela, Govi. Look at how much she likes sucking your dick.”

  The Imdiko’s tears dripped down on Michaela’s face. His body corded with tension as he pumped her mouth and Korkla tormented him. He gasped and groaned with the effort of holding off.

  “Brutal ... bastard,” he moaned.

  “I know, my Imdiko. You’ll obey me anyway.”

  Raxstad’s rhythm grew to an intense pounding. Judging from his increasing growls, he also neared his end. The steady, hard friction of his cock against the molten spot within Michaela had her wailing around Govi’s cock. The Nobek’s groin delivered as much ecstasy as it rubbed her clit.

  She could feel everything igniting again. Pressure built higher, shrieking for release. Michaela’s mouth opened wide with the force of it. She tipped over ... fell into a rampaging inferno...

  “There she goes. Good girl, Michaela.”

  Korkla’s voice against the backdrop of Govi’s sobs disappeared as Raxstad pinched her clit. Climax burst over Michaela, demolishing everything in its wake.

  For some time, she knew only heaving pleasure, cresting and tumbling through her body. Michaela lost all sense of the Nobek fucking her pussy, of the Imdiko fucking her mouth, of the Dramok urging them all on. Her body filled and released, filled and released, a constant push and pull of sensation.

  Little by little, the real world returned. Michaela realized her eyes squeezed tightly shut, taking part in the tension that slowly bled away. She heard Jessica yell something in the background but couldn’t make out the words. There were moans and cries of pleasure all around, reminding Michaela that they were in the midst of the Coming of Age Festival. It sounded as if things had degenerated into an all-out orgy.

  She opened her eyes to see Korkla’s face looking down on hers. The sky beyond him had gone dark and lighting globes floated overhead, illuminating their surroundings. Govi’s warm cock filling her mouth had disappeared. She blinked to see him taking Raxstad’s place between her legs.

  The Nobek crawled up, sandwiching Michaela between his body and Korkla’s. “My beautiful, amazing Matara,” he sighed as his arm shoved between her shoulders and the altar. He cradled her in the muscled mass.

  Korkla grinned at his clanmate. “She is even more exquisite than we dreamed, is she not?”

  “Exquisite doesn’t cover it. There are no words that adequately describe the wonder of my lifemate.” Raxstad kissed Michaela’s lips, his smile that of a satisfied man.

  Korkla glanced down at the third male of their group. Govi knelt between Michaela’s thighs, eyes closed and shaking all over.

  “My Imdiko, are you intimidated by our lovely clanmate? Don’t worry; you are a fine lover, one Michaela will enjoy.”

  Govi’s eyes opened so he could shoot a black look at the Dramok. “Thanks to you, I am having to fight for control over myself. I knew I should have brought a cockring.”

  “What’s a cockring?” Michaela whispered. She was weak from orgasm, too weak to speak in a normal tone.

  Raxstad chuckled. “It can be a source of extended delight or miserable punishment. I have no doubt with that stubbornness of yours that you will find out about both those attributes.”

  “And he will be most happy to administer both reward and
discipline,” Govi said. He made a face at the Nobek, though there was humor in his tone.

  Michaela looked at the men in turn. “You really want me. You like me, even though I’m a – even though I am the way I am.” The flash of warning in Raxstad’s eyes had kept the word freak at bay.

  “You are with us forever,” Korkla asserted. His smiling lips pressed to hers.

  There was a gentle nudge against Michaela’s pussy. It seemed Govi had recovered himself enough to seek her warmth. He entered her as Korkla’s kiss deepened.

  Renewed ardor sparked, to Michaela’s surprise. She had thought herself completely satisfied. However, as Korkla continued to kiss her and Raxstad’s eager mouth warmed her breasts, fresh excitement filled her senses while Govi filled her ass and cunt.

  Her cock stirred. A ticklish pleasure wafted through that part, filling it slowly. Govi apparently noticed it twitching, because his hand closed around it. Excitement burgeoned in the heat of his grasp, and Michaela went firm.

  She moaned helplessly into Korkla’s mouth as Govi stroked her up and down. He filled her, fucking her as a woman and pleasuring her as a man. Korkla and Raxstad’s weight on and against her kept her still for the Imdiko. His arms pinned her legs to his sides, not allowing her to do more than twitch.

  Michaela gasped to already be fully aroused once more. The men played her body as if they knew everything about her. When Korkla released her from his kiss, she stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

  He smiled as if he knew exactly how perfectly they tormented her. “Does it feel good, my love?” the Dramok asked.

  “How – how?” she choked. She wanted to ask him how they knew exactly what to do to enthrall her. None of the numerous fantasies Michaela had concocted had ever hinted at how wondrous sex could actually be.

  Raxstad released the breast he sucked enthusiastically to grin at her and Korkla. “You have to love the youngling libido,” he chuckled.