Forbidden Alien Warlord (SciFi Alien Romance) by Meg Ripley Page B

through her under the impetus of the two aliens’ attentions, driving out any thought. She heard the two men’s sounds of pleasure, her orgasm intensifying as Lenth began to suck and lick her even more eagerly, as Bronn switched from one breast to the other, worshipping her nipples with his lips and tongue. She felt a brief flicker of fear as sensation overwhelmed her, so intense it might have been pain instead of pleasure, both of the aliens continuing their attentions beyond what Giselle would have thought possible for her to stand.
    As the last of the spasms worked through her body, she sagged against the bed, trembling from the force of her orgasm. To her relief, both aliens began to slow down, pulling back from her; though electrical impulses of sensation still danced through her body in aftershocks, she didn’t have to beg them to stop—they somehow understood that she could tolerate no more. She panted and gasped for breath, curling in on herself slightly, trying to understand what was happening in her own body. “You really…you’ve both obviously done your research,” she said, her breath finally beginning to slow. She heard both men chuckle.
    “It’s necessary for human women to be sufficiently prepared in order to be able to take us,” Bronn told her; Giselle shivered as she felt his fingertips brushing sweat-dampened locks of hair away from her face, and opened her eyes to see the two aliens looming over her, their unearthly eyes full of concern.
    “One thing I will not agree to,” Giselle said carefully, her gaze flicking down to the frankly almost terrifying equipment the two males possessed. “I don’t know if you have done any research on anal sex,” she told them, scrambling up onto her elbows to look at each man levelly. “But neither of you is doing that to me any time soon.”
    Lenth laughed, the sound almost like coughing. “One of the other researchers has discovered that it’s not…that it’s more difficult to explore that particular part of the human female body, though we have seen human males perform that function,” Lenth told her. “If it is something you would be willing to try, we would make sure that you are very thoroughly prepared first.”
    “And that you are very thoroughly lubricated, also,” Bronn added. Giselle blushed, turning onto her side to bury her face against the pillows.
    “Not—we are not doing that tonight, or any time in the next…how long are you guys even here?” She peeked at them, still half-hidden behind the pillow.
    “We have a very long term of visit on this planet,” Bronn told her. He tugged the pillow gently away and began to caress her everywhere, somehow soothing and arousing her at the same time. Lenth kissed his way up to her lips from her pussy, nipping and nibbling playfully as he made his way upward.
    “You both—you want to have sex with me,” Giselle said, looking from one alien to the other as she realized it.
    “We do,” Bronn said with a little smile.
    “I’ve heard that human women are excellent at mating,” Lenth said. “You taste very good,” he added with a pleased grin, drawing his fingers along her slick labia and bringing them to his mouth. As her tremors began to abate, her body heating up with more and more desire under the influence of the two aliens’ touches and caresses, Giselle found herself fascinated by their bodies, intrigued by the fact that neither male seemed to possess even a single body hair. She glanced at each of them in query, reaching down to wrap her hand around first Bronn’s long, thick member and then Lenth’s erection as well, stroking them experimentally.
    Giselle moved around on the bed, sitting up and then shifting onto her side. “After this,” she said, faintly remembering the benefit that she was to receive from the arrangement, “you both had better answer any questions I have about your culture.”
    “Can we trade a question for an experiment?” Lenth suggested, moving