Shalia's Diary (17 page)

“Good girl,” Dusa praised when Esak was completely embedded within me.  He leaned over and kissed my lips.

I whimpered with pleasure at his approval, at the way Esak gripped my hips and held me still as he began measured thrusts.  Every breath I exhaled came out with a moan as the Nobek loved my trembling body.

As I gloried in the delicious fucking I received, Dusa crouched over me, his knees straddling my upper arms, trapping them against my body.  I suddenly had his wet, stiff cocks jutting before my mouth, only a kiss away.  The smell of cinnamon was everywhere.  I looked up at the rapt face hovering far overhead, looking at me with hooded eyes.

“Taste me, Shalia,” Dusa urged.  “Warm me with your mouth.”

I had been forced into performing oral before and had found it disgusting.  Of course, it was because I thought the men making me give it to them were disgusting.  Sometimes just the thought of taking a man’s penis in my mouth was enough to make me vomit.

But with Esak’s cocks plunging in and out of me so wonderfully and the kind but eager expression on Dusa’s face, I wasn’t grossed out in the least.  He certainly smelled delicious, and everything we’d done so far had only resulted in pleasure.

I parted my lips and reached for him with my tongue.  With his hands braced against the bed’s headboard, Dusa lowered closer, letting me have a delicate lick of his smaller cock.

The thick lubricant coating it really did taste of cinnamon.  It was spicy, with a little bite to make my tongue tingle.  I licked the tip again.  And again.  Then I turned my head sideways to avoid the larger prick and strained up to enclose the end of him in my mouth.

“Shalia,” Dusa groaned.  He lowered himself further so I could lay my head back down while he filled my mouth.  One hand reached to grasp his larger cock, holding it up and out of the way so that I could give the second one all my attention.

While Esak slowly fucked me, I mouthed Dusa.  My tongue darted all over that warm iron, tasting and swallowing his juices.  I looked up the long, chiseled line of his body to watch him watching me.  His half-lidded eyes were glazed, raw desire etched into the handsome features. 

I sucked hard on him and his breath caught.  His hips swung back, away from me, taking his sweetness from my mouth.  “Now the other one,” he whispered, running the tip of his primary cock all over my lips as he held the other one out of the way.

I opened obediently and he allowed me to suckle the tip of the large, bullet-shaped cock.  I discovered another flavor; a salty-spicy-sweetness that delighted my senses.  I thought it might be pre-cum, and I whipped my tongue over the opening, hoping to coax out some more.  His groan came out sounding more like a growl just before he obliged me with more of the luscious flavor.

Dusa’s hips began to rock slightly, making his cock slip in and out of my hungry mouth.  Now I was getting it from both ends.  The air filled with rumbling animal sounds from my lovers, my delighted whimpers, and moist noises.

Esak matched Dusa’s pace.  As the Dramok’s thrusts grew faster, so did his clanmate’s.  I was washed in a riot of sensations, being filled everywhere.  Mouth fucked.  Pussy fucked.  Ass fucked.  I lay helpless beneath the driving males, made to happily accept their lusts.

Faster.  Harder.  Dusa’s cock burned against my tongue as he whipped in and out.  Esak’s loins smacked echoingly against mine.  My stomach billowed with want as the Nobek’s movements became more frantic.  Their gasps and growls grew in volume.  They were going to climax very soon.  I neared that sweet, hot peak myself, reaching for it, begging it to take me, to tear me apart.  Oh please...

Dusa screamed low in his chest.  The next instant, thick cream erupted in my mouth, shooting down my throat.  I had to swallow or be choked by the hot flow.  It kept coming in bullet-bursts, an outpouring that didn’t want to end.

My insides heaved in a profound muscular spasm, and I shrieked with the strength of it.  My pussy clenched onto Esak, and his yells joined ours.  He slammed hard into me, and I felt his cock engorge and release, shooting his seed deep into me.

We bucked and shoved and thrust and pushed against each other, tossed about on the swells of orgasm.  It seemed to go on for eternity; a blissful, too-brief eternity.  Finally, we broke apart long enough to gather together again, the two men sandwiching me between their bodies. 

“Sleep with us for a little while, Shalia,” Dusa mumbled into my ear.  “We will wake and walk you home in a couple of hours.”

“’kay,” I sighed, already drowsing in the warmth of their embrace.  I snuggled my butt into his groin and my face into Esak’s chest.

Esak actually carried my semi-conscious self back to my dorm later, with Dusa accompanying us.  I opened my eyes long enough to tell them goodnight, go into the room, check on my lightly snoring mother, shrug out of my clothes, and climb into my own bed.  It seemed so big and cold without my Kalquorians there, but I fell asleep fairly quickly anyway.

It’s going to be a long day trying to concentrate on this presentation.

September 21 (afternoon)

Damn that Nang!  He told me only two days ago he always eats lunch in his office.  I’ve been trying to reach him on the com for the last hour now, and he hasn’t answered.  I need help.  Right the fuck NOW.

I did get hold of Imdiko Weln, thank God.  I told him to stick close to Mom.  That was the first call I made, and I’m kicking myself now because he offered to send someone over to guard me.  But nooooo, I was going to call Nang and have him take care of things, as he’s supposed to.  Now I can’t reach Weln or Nang.  Dusa and Esak are on patrol off-site, so I can’t get them either.  I’d call Dr. Nayun, but I’m afraid he’ll come here himself and maybe be attacked.  I couldn’t live with myself if he got hurt because of me.

I can’t find the emergency contact number I supposedly have on this stupid com they gave me either.  That’s just great.  I could be dead already, and no one would have a clue because I can’t find anyone!

It started when I stepped outside, on my way out to meet Mom for lunch.  There was a sheet of paper right in front of the door, held down by a rock.  I picked it up, of course.  I read it and got my ass back in the dorm and locked the door behind me.  I am not going anywhere until someone big and Kalquorian gets here to protect me.

Here’s what the note says:

Dear Alien-Loving Whore,

We know what you’ve been doing.  We know you open your legs for the demon aliens.  You are a hellbound slut, a fornicator, a diseased Jezebel.  Just because the Holy Leader has gone to glory and the lawgivers went with him does not mean you will not be judged.  You know the wages of your sin.  Beatings, torture, branding, and the searing of your unholy devil flesh are the least of your punishments.  Then you must die, to cleanse the Earth of your foulness.

God will bow your proud, sinful head.  You will go to Hell screaming for mercy you will find from neither Him nor us.  It is only a matter of time.

Damn it.  Damn them.  I’m not hurting anyone.  And where the hell is Nang?  Why isn’t he responding to my messages? 

September 21 (evening)

Things have settled down and I’m not seeing witchhunting Earthers out of the corners of my eyes.  I have two big-ass, badass Nobeks just outside my door standing guard.  One will stay around me and the other will stick with Mom until Nang figures out who left the note or we get off this horrid rock of a dying planet.

Nang showed up about an hour after my first panicked attempt to get hold of him.  He stormed into the room like a force of nature, ready to kick ass and take names.  He became absolutely livid when he read the note.  He had the main Nobek in charge of site security in here, along with a full dozen of his men all over the place, looking for clues and checking to make sure no one had planted any nasty devices designed to hurt me.

It turned out Nang had been off site, looking into a gang that has supposedly set up shop nearby.  When I asked about that, he said the investigation was ongoing.  Translation:  they didn’t find shit.  Meanwhile, I was sitting here convinced I was going to die at any moment.

After a couple of hours of questions, Nobeks checking every square inch of my room and the rest of the dorms in this building, and intense planning conducted in whispers between Nang and Head of Security Swif – whispering despite the fact I don’t know the first word of Kalquorian – it was finally just Nang and me with my Nobek bodyguard outside the closed door. 

Even seeing how seriously they took the situation hadn’t quite calmed my shakes yet.  I huddled on one of the dinette chairs, feeling small and helpless.  That venomous note had put serious fear in me.  I know how minds like that work.  I know how justified they feel about cleansing the world of sinners.  I’ve been around such maniacs all my life. 

Nang sat next to me, dragging his chair close.  He was almost too big for his seat.  He stroked my hair, trying to comfort me.  I hate being a weak sister, but I was really happy to have someone big and strong right there, ready to take care of me.  So sue me. 

He told me, “I’m thinking perhaps I should do a presentation too.  I could bring together all the Earthers we have here at the Academy and let them know what exactly is going on and what Kalquor is trying to do for them under the supervision of the Galactic Council of Planets.  We’ve tried to explain it to everyone, but rumors continue to run wild.  Everyone is convinced we’re here to enslave and breed.”

I nodded.  “Not only that, the fanatics are still running the show among my people.  The ones who believe our God is one bent on punishment.”

I’d continued reading the bible to help me give my presentation and answer questions.  For the most part, I really liked the stories I found in there.  It was how the message had been twisted by Church leaders that was screwing things up so bad.

Nang rubbed away the tear that escaped my eye with a gentle thumb.  “Will you help me with what I should say to your people?  I know we won’t reach all of them, maybe not even the majority.  But one less angry Earther is one less I have to defend you against.”

I nodded.  “Of course I’ll help.  Put your thoughts together, list the objectives of the rescue mission, and I’ll word it for the best effect.”

“Thank you, Shalia.  I can’t begin to explain how much I appreciate your help.”  He caressed my cheek, and I leaned into his touch.  I needed reassurance so badly.

That’s why when he lifted me into his lap, I didn’t resist.  Those arms, as big and strong as oak limbs, closed around me.  Nang held me tight and safe in the shelter of his embrace.  I leaned my face against his chest and cried.  He said nothing.  He just rocked me a bit and occasionally pressed his lips to my forehead.

At some point, those kisses traveled downward.  Lost in the desperate need to feel everything was all right, I lifted my face so our lips met.  The carnal wave that swept through me when Nang’s tongue crept into my mouth took away all the fear and pain.

The kiss wasn’t torrid by any means.  It was gentle but incredibly thorough.  I tasted raw, powerful male, if that makes any sense.  Nang’s knowing kiss made me feel soft all over.  Small.  Helpless.  But not in a bad way, not when he made me feel so safe at the same time.  There was a strength that neither Dusa nor Esak possess, as delicious as they are.  Nang seems to me like a rock against which the elements shatter.  He’s stoic, never bending or breaking.

I probably would have given him anything at that moment, simply so I could continue to shelter in his might.  I got aroused by his kiss and by the slow circles his fingertips drew around my breasts, which made the tips stand up in hard, eager points.  I stroked his tongue with mine, enjoying the rasp of it.  His breath warmed my throat and wafted down to warm my heart as well, which had been frozen from the moment I’d read the note.  My belly heated in turn, melting my insides so that liquid seeped from my pussy.

It would have no doubt ended with me beneath Nang’s hard body, his groin driving against mine, but the shuttle arrived to drop Mom off for the night.  I moved away from the Dramok commander with real regret.  He said his hellos to Mom, who seemed blissfully unaware of any drama.