Submitting to the Alien (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (Aislin's Alien Adventures Book 3) (3 page)

The Tomb of Ealo is hidden quite well. I never would have known what we were looking for if it wasn’t for the six heavily armed, heavily seductive men standing in front of it. Elia, Harry, and I peer out from our hidden spot in the brush, watching the men.

“It’s up to you, Aislin,” Harry tells me. “You have to distract the guards long enough for Elia and me to use the key. We’ll sneak inside, get the treasure, then meet you back here when you’re done.”

“You’ll take the treasure?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. “Does that mean it’s not very big?”

“No,” Elia shakes her head. “The treasure is quite small. We can get it and get out in approximately 17 minutes. Do you think you can distract the men that long?”

I size them up once more, visually taking in the set of hunks before me. They’re all tall and lean. The two by the entrance to the tomb are standing upright and alert. I wonder how long they have to stand there before changing shifts. Two of the men are reclining against a tree, eating something. Two more are walking around in a criss-cross pattern, taking in the surroundings, watching for anything strange.

“They’ll be here for a few more hours,” Harry whispers. “Then they change shifts. There’s a guard camp through the forest over there.” He points to our left.

“I can do this,” I tell them, nodding.

“I know you can, Pet,” Harry whispers to me and plants a soft kiss on my lip. “I never doubted you for a second.”

I take a deep breath and puff myself out before walking forward, loudly, through the woods. I stomp and crash, laughing, until I’m in the clearing with the guards. Immediately, they surround me and grab me. I keep giggling ridiculously, acting like I’m drunk, hoping they’ll believe it.

“Oh hello,” I say to one of the guards. His grip on my left arm is hard and tight, but I ignore the pain as I blink my eyes at him. “And how are
you
today?”

His eyes open wider and he drops my arm.

“What-“ he begins, but another stops him.

“Shut up, Trek,” the second guard says to the first. “Who are you, girl?”

“Mmm,” I run my hand down his black shirt until I reach his pants. Then I grab his cock and squeeze. “I could ask you the same question, Sweetheart.”

The guard’s cock gets hard in my hand and I lean forward and whisper.

“I don’t bite, Honey, not unless you want me to.”

He turns to Trek who just shrugs. The other guards are around me now, standing in a circle. They’re all shouting and arguing, and I’m just standing there, wondering when the seduction is going to happen.

“We should take her to camp,” one guard says.

“We need more information first.”

“Who is she?”

“Where did she come from?”

Finally tired of their bickering, I do what any good Earth girl would do: I pull my tits out. Slipping off my clothes, I stand in front of the men wearing only boots. My large breasts are on reveal for the men to see. If all Tealoian women are as fit as these guys, I’d guess they’ve never seen a pair of boobs quite as big as mine.

And my DD’s are no laughing matter.

“Like what you see boys?” I purr, grabbing Trek. He remains silent as I put my hands on his waist and pull him into myself, pressing my breasts against him. Leaning up, I offer my mouth to him quietly.

“Kiss me,” I say, and after only the briefest hesitation, he does.

I’m in.

Trek tastes sweet, the same way that Harry does. His tongue probes me, pushing inside, swirling in me. It’s not long before I’m wet with need and I
know
they can tell. Another guard mumbles something before someone says, “Hey, when do the rest of us get a turn?”

I stop kissing Trek and turn around.

“You want a turn, baby? Come and get it.”

Immediately, the men surround me without further prodding. One kisses my mouth while another grabs my ass. I feel hands on my breasts and warm bodies pushed around me, surrounding me. Their cocks are all hard, pulsing, ready.

They’re all needy for me.

The experience is all so much to take in that I barely notice Elia and Harry sneaking past us to the tomb. I hope they make it inside. I hope they make it past whatever traps are set up to protect the treasure. Most of all, I hope I survive fucking these guards long enough to enjoy the treasure with Harry.

“Boys,” I say, pushing them away slowly. One of the guards frowns, but the others wait anxiously to hear what I’m going to say. “We have a problem.”

“What’s the problem?” The one called Rhett asks.

“Look at me,” I motion to my body. “My pussy’s all wet and I have no one to fuck me. Can someone help me out?” Immediately hands shoot in the air, each man wanting his turn with me, but one of them doesn’t waste time with pleasantries. The tallest of the Tealoian’s, Tanner, grabs me and pushes his mouth onto mine.

“I want you,” he says. “Me first.” He picks me up effortlessly and carries me to a large boulder. Placing me on top, he spreads my legs and starts to lick my pussy. I lean my head back as he laps at my soft folds, enjoying each wave of pleasure he sends through my body. The other men are close. I try to keep my eyes open so I can see them, but it’s hard.

Most of them have their cocks out now and are stroking, long and hard and fast, waiting for me, waiting to come on me or in me, none of us really care.

The important thing is that I get to taste all of them.

“More,” I push Tanner’s head deeper into me, feeling his tongue flick deep inside of me. I’m even more wet as he continues to explore and probe my pussy, getting me nice and ready for his cock.

Once he’s satisfied, Tanner pulls back and grabs me. He pulls me forward so that his cock is pushing against my entrance, ready.

“Are you ready for a real Tealoian?” He asks. I barely nod before he plunges into me and I scream out with pleasure and pain at his huge length. I didn’t get a good look before it was in me, but I’d guess 10 inches at least. Huge. Tealoian cock is good, for sure, but this is downright amazing. I lean my head back and let out a howl as he continues to impale me with his cock until I’m sweating and crying and coming all at once.

And then Tanner comes, too, deep inside of me.

As soon as he’s done, Trek is in front of me and the other men are near, too, pushing against me for their turn. They pull me to the ground and lay me down. Someone’s put a blanket on the ground. I don’t know who, but I’m thankful that I’m not in the mud as Trek drives his cock into my pussy and another man pushes his down my throat.

I’m completely filled, completely at their mercy, completely forced to submit to their desires at this moment.

And it’s everything I thought it could be.

By the time the men finish fucking me, I’m spent. I’m exhausted. I’m done. And I
know
it’s for damn sure been longer than 17 minutes.

I’m dizzy as I try to redress myself. Fortunately, Rhett proves to be a true gentleman and helps me get my clothes back on.

“Pet,” he whispers quietly. “Where have you come from?”

“I was just exploring,” I lie. “When I found you.” I run my hand across his cheek softly, tenderly, not wanting to leave. No, I don’t feel an emotional connection to Rhett, but he’s kind to me, and gentle, and I wouldn’t mind getting to fuck him again before we leave Tealoia. Unfortunately, I know that can never happen, so I try to enjoy as much of this moment as I can before it’s gone.

He grips my hand and whispers to me.

“Run,” he says. “Before we have to come get you. You’re not allowed to be in this part of the woods. Now
go
.” He shoots a look over his shoulder at the other guards, who are gossiping and dressing and giving each other hi-fives.

When Rhett turns back around, I’m already gone, disappearing into the trees, hurrying back to my hiding spot where Elia and Harry are waiting.

“Did you get it?” I ask quickly.

Harry holds up a small gold bag and nods before shoving it back in his pocket.

He takes my hand and we start running faster than we’ve ever run before, longer than we’ve ever run before. I know the guards will have to look for me, sure. They’ll probably have orders to kill me, should anyone find out what we’ve done. Plus, I’m pretty sure there’s only one curvy Earthling on the planet at this moment in time. It won’t be hard to figure out who I am or who brought me here.

It’s only a matter of time.

Still, we run.

Elia’s long legs carry her quickly and gracefully through the woods, while I stumble behind Harry, grateful that he’s holding my hand and guiding me through the madness. We run for what feels like hours, until we reach the quiet clearing from earlier.

Harry lets us stop for a moment so that we can breathe.

“This is where we part,” he tells Elia. She nods. Harry digs something from his pocket and hands it to her. She grins and takes it.

“Pleasure doing business with you,” she nods to Harry.

Me, she kisses deeply, then pulls back with a soft sigh of regret.

“Goodbye, Beautiful Earth girl,” she says. “Don’t forget me.”

Then Elia disappears into the woods again. Part of me wonders how she’s going to get back to Ulexi, but something tells me that Elia can take care of herself. Besides, it’s probably safer for us to be separate from each other, especially once the guards discover that the treasure they had been so faithfully watching was stolen.

Harry leads me through the forest, but we don’t head back toward the town where we parked his ship. Instead, we turn a different way, through woods I don’t recognize. We walk for a long time in silence, taking in the scenery, trying not to trip over broken branches, thinking about the quest we’ve accomplished.

When the suns set, Harry and I set up a makeshift camp in the forest, huddling together for warmth until the morning suns rise and we can begin our journey again. We continue walking in silence, trying not to think about how dirty, sweaty, or grimy we are. The only thing we can focus on it breaking free. We just need to escape, to hide, to wait things out until we can leave the planet.

“Where are we going?” I ask Harry, finally breaking the silence between us, but he doesn’t answer me. He doesn’t have to because there, in front of us, is a small cabin. I know right away that it’s his refuge. It’s his home. He doesn’t have to tell me. It just makes sense.

He pushes open the door and it jolts open with a loud squeaking noise. We walk inside and I look at everything. Though the cabin has undoubtedly been empty for awhile, it doesn’t appear to be in disarray. Like everything in Harry’s life, it seems to be well taken care of. There’s a large bed in the corner and a couch in another. There’s a small kitchen that seems to have the most up-to-date appliances. It’s a nice, quiet cabin in a nice, quiet place.

He closes the door behind us and grabs me, pulling me into him.

“We did it, Aislin. We found it.”

“Let me see,” it’s a question, not a demand.

Harry pulls the bag from his pocket and opens it, shaking the bag softly until a small necklace drops into his hand. He holds it up on the chain so that I can see it. The small gem at the base of the necklace glows red.

“What is it, Harry?” It’s the most beautiful necklace I’ve ever seen. No wonder he spent years of his life searching for this thing. It’s incredible. I don’t know whether he plans to sell it or pilfer it or keep it forever, but it’s gorgeous.

He traces the chain before giving me a strange glance, then he tells me, “Aislin, you’re the most incredible human I’ve ever met. You’re brave and kind and exciting. You’re interesting. You’re special. And I’m glad you were the one who found the treasure of the Tomb of Ealo with me.” Then he pauses, leans forward, and whispers against my ear, “This necklace was crafted many years ago and it holds a rather unusual power.” He pulls back and looks at me. Lust flickers in his eyes as he tells me. “It forces the wearer to have a long, continuous orgasm until the necklace is removed or the user dies from pleasure.”

He holds it up in his hand and says, with a grin, “Shall we try it out?”

I grab my hair and hold it up so he can hook the necklace around my neck.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Dear Readers,

Thank you so much for picking up
Submitting to the Alien
. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Indie writers can’t survive without amazing readers like you and I’m especially grateful for everyone who chooses to give my stories a chance.

Keep on being awesome!

Sophie

Sophie Stern is an erotic novelist whose work includes
Falling for the Billionaire Werewolf Dinosaur
and
My Bottom Billionaire
. She lives in the Midwest with her husband, who loves trying out new, dirty things so she can write about them.