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The alien warrior’s muscles bulge and flex as he enters me fully, while his battle-brothers suckle eagerly on my nipples. Their licks and slurps are rhythmically in time with their leader’s thumb as it circles my clitoris.

Lost in the middle of them – penetrated physically and mentally by their being – I realize these three, individual Aurelians truly share the same heart – a heart that belongs to me.

My hips buck against Marcel as he fucks me - his green, piercing eyes staring into my soul. He’s fully, completely inside of me – his cock throbbing as he stretches me to the utter limit. I’m going mad with desire – the waves of my need building and building as his thumb runs in circles against my clit.

“You will bear my sons.”

Marcel’s voice is raw and rasping – and it’s too much.

I scream out as I climax – driven to orgasm by the pressure of his huge thumb against my clit, and the feeling of his massive dick buried so deeply inside of me.

My pussy clenches against his massive cock – and my orgasm sends him into a primal state.

Marcel can’t hold back.

For the first time, I feel a moment of fear – as the Bond reveals his aura turning into that of a beast. Then, with a growl, Marcel grabs my thighs with both hands andrutsme.

He’s like a monster, pulling back every inch of his big, beautiful dick – the tip nearly leaving me, making me feel so empty for just a moment – before heslamshis cock back into me with a powerful thrust.

Quint and Lucius are similarly inflamed, and bite down on my nipples – nipping and sucking them as their leader fucks me harder and harder.

I scream out in both pain and pleasure, the Bond transforming the ache into a deep, darkneedthat’s so fucking addictive. I submit absolutely to the powerful, alpha warrior – and the Bond rewards me with pleasure more intense than any I’d ever experienced before.

Marcel’s full balls slap against my ass, and I’m driven insane with the vision of his seed exploding deep inside me.

His words run down my spine, pulsating in my being.

“You will bear my sons.”

Reading my mind, Marcel then transmits an image through the Bond, into my mind.

Suddenly, I can see myself months, or years, or decades from now – my tits swollen and my belly huge with his child. The Bond aligns with my own, instinctual urge to submit to this godlike creature. In fact, I’m literally drooling – and I can’t stop it! I’m gasping with each huge thrust as Marcel claims me. I cling on to his immense shoulders – hanging on for dear life – but my hands find nothing to grip against the slickness of his huge muscles.

Then, Lucius and Quint move as one. They grab my wrists, anchoring me to the bed as their leader claims what is his.

Their grip on my wrists is like iron. If they’d wanted to hold me down and force me to bear their sons against my will, there’d be nothing I could do to escape them – except escape is the last thing on my mind right now.

I’m right where I was meant to be. I’m their little toy. As the three, huge bodies press against me, they make me feel so tiny. I bite my lip, exulting in the helplessness of surrender – giving myself completely to the only men in the universe I trust absolutely. I can feel in their auras that they would never hurt me – never abandon me – and I ache to have Marcel’s seed deep in my cunt.

Marcel is lost to the mating frenzy. There’s no humanity left in his aura. He’s a beast, rutting his mate, as evolution had always intended. Hetriesto say something - but the words come out as a snarl.

You will bear my sons.

Then, his voice booms clearly in my mind, taking complete control of me. My hips buck back against his thrusts as my bodyachesfor him.

Ineedhis seed. Ineedhim to cum inside me – more than anything I’ve ever needed in my life.

I imagine the flood of his cum exploding inside me – sending me over the brink. Another orgasm washes over me, my pussy contracting against his cock in desperation to milk the seed from him.

Ineedhis thick, creamy cum deep inside me. My abs tense from the anticipation of it, as I’m split in half by each of Marcel’s powerful thrusts.

My next orgasm finally triggers Marcel. He lifts his head back, bellowing out in defiance against the universe as he releases himself inside of me. He thrusts himself fully inside me, and then he finally cums.

Stream after stream of his potent seed fills me – and the Bond responds to it like a narcotic. Black, dark pleasure floods my mind, mixing with my own orgasm and dropping me into a pool of pure, mental ecstasy.

Forever, and in an instant, it’s done. My mind slowly returns to sanity. Marcel is gasping for air as he pulls that massive, still-hard cock from me. His shaft is slick from my pussy juices and his own seed, and my mouth waters with the thought of sucking him clean.

I feel so fuckingemptynow he’s out of me. The Bonddemandsthat I sate his battle-brothers, too – and I ache for each of them to claim me.