Page 36 of Her Alien Delegate (Necia Alien Warriors)

The more Pheyal rubbed my arms, the stickiness went away, and it felt more and more like lotion, until a section was dry, and he'd move onto the next part of my body.

Vaquel started with my feet and moved up my legs.

I leaned against Broma's chest, and he adjusted to play with my hair, using his ormete instead of his hands.

I was cared for , I thought with joy.

Would they leave me? My heart ached. I hardly knew them, and yet the idea of not having them hurt so deep. They were all so gentle with me.

"I'm sorry," Vaquel finally said, making me open my eyes from the pampering.

I was going to ask for what, but realized he wasn't talking to me, but Broma.

"There are plenty more opportunities for Pheyal and me to bathe her in our own seed."

"She smells mostly of me," Vaquel said with a grin. He was pleased about it, but they had their own dynamic to figure out, too.

"It will change as she absorbs the rest of our seed inside her." Broma kissed the top of my head and whispered to me, "I've arranged a meeting with the commander. Would you like to join me?"

I nodded and looked around for the lav station. "I should clean up first," I said.

"If that will make you more comfortable," Broma motioned with his ormete to Pheyal to show me where the cleaning station was. Vaquel sighed, like the decision made him sad.

"Ignore him," Broma assured me while taking one more inhale of my hair before assisting me to scooch from the bed.

"Our seed has been absorbed into your skin, washing will not remove it, but if you could hold your hand over your mating seam to prevent the powder from trying to clean while our seed is still within you, we would be honored at the decision. "

"Oh." I hadn't thought about that. "Will I get pregnant from keeping your seed?" I wasn't sure if I was ready for that yet, even if the idea of having a family made me smile.

"No," Vaquel answered. "Our seed is preparing your fertility with us, but our seed alone won't give you offspring until the bond completes."

I walked to the lav station, feeling a delicious sensation of fullness move inside me with each step.

It was like I had a dildo pushed up inside of me and it stimulated my walls as I moved.

I purposefully squeezed my thighs together as I stepped to feel even more.

Already, I was feeling like I was building a smaller orgasm just from walking.

All three of my mates groaned behind me like they could feel it, too.

"This is why Gengaktors do not end quickly," Vaquel stated with a growl.

"If it was an option, I would have taken our mate back to AsunGor first," Broma agreed.

"Yes, we'd stay in the commissioner’s estate until the bond completed and show her all the many blessings of our home," Pheyal said with a grunt.

"Are you okay?" I asked them, rubbing my legs together again.

"Enter that lav station before we change our mind about allowing you to leave this room. I do not mind rescheduling with the commander," Broma said, moving towards me with his hand rubbing his pants.

I flushed with heat. I didn't think I could be any more full, but that didn't mean I didn't want to try.

"You know we should wait until our seed replenishes," Vaquel tried to reason, but hadn't dressed since this morning, and his cock was at attention within his hand. It was like he was squeezing it to hold himself back.

"Only yours has been spent," Pheyal grumbled. His arms were crossed over his chest as his nostrils flared. "I can make room for my seed in her if she desires."

I smiled to myself and rushed into the bathroom. The door closed behind me and I giggled like a kid sneaking candy. What the fuck was wrong with me that I was so giddy about this whole situation? They were mine, I thought as I hugged myself.

My foot pressed on the floor where the toilet came out.

I squatted to pee over it, before I felt their cum slip down my thigh and I panicked.

Jumping up from the toilet, I squeezed my thighs together and cupped my vagina with my hand.

In that moment, I realized I didn't want to lose that full feeling and I liked knowing I was absorbing their seed. I wanted it.

I went into the lav shower and cupped myself as I peed, standing up. It smelled like har fruit, and I giggled again because it reminded me of eating asparagus on Earth, but much sweeter.

The powder fell from the ceiling, and the wind blew it around me, sticking to my skin and doing what it did—clinging to debris and grime to clean until all of the powder got sucked up into the vents. I kept my hand over myself to protect the seed within.

When I exited, I paused at the mirrored surface of the wall and stared. My skin was still sparkly and like I had a peachy glow about me. My hair was silky and smooth. My fingers glided through the strands. It was so soft and had a luxurious sheen. I felt like I'd come from a spa treatment.

"Bode?" I whispered.

"What can I assist you with?" he asked.

"You said unGor seed was popular for fertility treatments?"

"Yes, unGor seed is a popular trade commodity and used often for fertility."

"Just fertility?"

"Other uses for unGor seed, commonly referred to as kengak are: lotion for trill with oil gland blockages, beauty treatments for skin and hair, as well as many other unconventional uses both topically and ingested.

It is a costly resource, and used primarily by wealthy species, or those with outlaw connections.

Kengak is often harvested from mated males as they produce higher yields with greater user benefits. "

The bracelet given to me by Mier-Lo beeped and I remembered that they had warned me of what would happen if Bode didn't behave on the ship.

"Was that you?" I squeaked.

"My apologies," he droned with no concern about my life. "It is merely a warning to not let my signal reach out beyond my portable hard drive. It senses when I access my external data stored in your spine."

"You're what? In my what?"

Broma rushed to open the lav door, and saw me standing there, heaving.

"Evie?" Vaquel asked, worried behind him. They were dressed, and Broma was wearing his official robes.

"Apparently, I have a chip in my spine," I said through a clamped jaw.

Broma offered me some clothes, but I couldn't seem to move while processing this information.

Like I was a doll, he assisted me in wrapping a robe around my shoulders and then something around my waist while the flaps were open.

I blinked back to reality, and watched as he kneeled before me, wrapping straps between my thighs like bondage strips.

"What are those?"

"UnGor mating harnesses."

"Plural?"

"Pheyal requested to help you with the chest harness."

"What's that?" I pointed to the thing that looked like a strap with rubber balls on it.

"This will assist in making walking easier during our mating season. Many females have an urge to hold themselves on instinct, and this will free up your hands to do other things besides worry about the loss of our seed."

He eased my hand from my crotch, and I hadn't realized I never let go since the dust shower. I guess he was right about that instinct. My hand resisted him as he slid my fingers away, and he smiled at me reassuringly.

"Would you like me to hold your hands as Vaquel secures the harness?" Broma asked.

Before I could answer, Vaquel offered his hands and took mine in them with a soft squeeze that comforted me. "I've got you." Then he nodded to Broma to finish.

He pushed the first ball on the strap, and it popped open like a suction cup. Delicately, he placed the suction on my slit, and I squirmed at how sensitive I was, but as soon as it latched, I had a sense that it was calming my overstimulation.

"How is that possible?"

"It will hold your nerves in place, so they are not brushing against things and causing you to crave us before you are ready again."

Then the next, larger ball slid across the strap as he got it into position.

He pressed it at my entrance, and I moaned as it eased inside me.

His finger moved the skinny strap through my ass cheeks like a thong, and then I gasped as the final smaller ball was pushed into my butt.

I heard the click of the strap being fastened to the back of the strap resting at my waist.

"And I just walk around like this?"

"Yes, it should feel secure and help ease the need of mating until we can bond again."

Vaquel tugged me forward while holding my hands as if to get me to walk and test it out.

As my foot stepped forward, I felt the way the ball in my vagina rotated with me, sending a lovely thrill zinging through my body, but I didn't have any fear or urge to hold myself to keep their seed in.

"I thought it would take away the pleasure?"

"It's not meant to," Broma said while standing.

"The suction will dull the nerves, but the plug serves two purposes: to keep our seed in and ease your worry, and to stimulate you just enough to prevent the buildup of your body thinking you've stopped mating too soon.

Consider it like a reminder that you are safe and will mate again soon. "

Pheyal held out the harness for my chest with little suctions for my nipples, and a guard flap that seemed to sit on my shoulder.

"What's that part for?"

"We will wish to use this part of your body to bite you to complete the bonding ceremony. This is to protect you from any harm to come to that skin."

Strange enough, once I was all strapped up, and covered in a robe, I did feel comfortable, and I appreciated that lovely warmth with each step I took.

Wren-Kal wasn't waiting outside our door as we left, but he was hovering in the same meeting room we'd come from the day before, along with Commander Roe-el.

"My mate cares for Girl," Roe-el spoke, and I nearly choked, remembering I still haven't corrected him on what my name was.

"Only Violet calls me girl," I interjected with a smile. "It’s a term of endearment for friends, but my name is Evie."

"Evie," he corrected himself. "Violet wishes for you to join our tribe, care for our offspring, and stay by her side."

I nodded, wanting that too. We had agreed, and she must have told him about that.

Then Roe-el glared at Broma. "You have disrespected our tribe by marking claim on a female bonded with a commander's mate. I've been informed recently that her contracted mate has been respectfully developing a bond without using mating lures like you have clearly violated."

"Like you have clearly violated," Broma corrected him, alluding to the way he had claimed Violet himself.

Roe-el's voice rose as he restrained his annoyance. "This ship is under tribal law, Commissioner. You are considered on foreign soil as a diplomat with only the rights that I extend to you. Your contract is void, but ours is still very much enforceable."

"Enforceable, you say?" Broma didn't get riled up by the threat, but I felt uncomfortable with the rising tension.

I rocked my hips on the chair, feeling the comfort of the ball rotating inside me from my harness.

This contraption was h eaven sent, I thought, as I gripped the chair arm tightly, trying to stop myself from moaning.

Chief Wren-Kal growled at the wall, his fists creating indents in the metal behind him.

"She's clearly under the influence," Roe-el continued. "Humans are more sensitive to rutting; they flush at the mere mention of it. If you wish to prove your claim is stronger than Chief Wren-Kal's, then you will allow him to give her his blood and see if she ruts with him, too."

"Excuse me?" I sobered up from the pleasure tingling in my core.

"Agreed. But you will keep your word, as that is now of greater value than your contract to an unGor, and to the agreements we have with the Trillume Authority."

"Agreed?" I stood up from my chair in annoyance.

"It is settled then. Wren-Kal has been evaluated by the Medic Ul-Ro and his medication to prevent rut has already been cleared from his system, he will be ready for a Rakture by the time we reach Necias Prime, if not sooner," Roe-el said with dismissal.

He ignored my annoyance, and proceeded to say, "Would you come with me, Evie?

I'm sure my mate would appreciate hearing your voice as she rests. "

"Rests?" Were they fucking all night? Is she only sleeping now?

I turned to glare at Broma with betrayal. "I am not a whore!" Then I stomped off and then glared at Roe-el to show me the way to Violet. I had a lot of things to talk with her about.

Broma sputtered with wide eyes. "Of course not. I had… I didn't…"

"Where's Violet?" I prompted Roe-el again, and he nodded for me to follow him, and I did.

Leaving Broma in stunned shock. He shouldn't be the one surprised or hurt , I thought with irritation.

He basically offered me up to Wren-Kal like our time together meant nothing, that he was happy to share me with whoever.

I get it, I thought with annoyance at myself. I invited this kind of attitude in when I allowed them all to have sex with me, but it felt more intimate than that. I thought… I didn't know what I thought anymore.