7th Kind 1: Christmas in Dreamland Page 5

  Guiding Ike to her breasts, she watched him suck her nipples as Charlie ate her pussy and Henry worked into her ass. Her friend Liz wasn’t crazy. She was absolutely right—more men was amazing but it couldn’t be explained. You had to experience it. Meg had no idea what she’d do with a fourth. Three was plenty of men for her! She needed them so much in only one day.

  Henry moved deeper, and her muscles tensed in the sweet ache she needed more of. Charlie tongued her clit, and Meg lost all control. The climax took over, and she writhed on her desk as three men had her body. Ike held her, but Charlie kept on licking and Henry fucked her ass to the point that she lost control. There was a burning sensation she wanted to get beyond, but he came in her ass and pressed to her, licking her breast. Charlie joined him, and she shuddered in aftershocks.

  She ran her hands over Henry’s shoulders and felt quivering. Her nails dug in to check. His skin vibrated slightly. The theory that had been spinning in the back of her mind since last night was confirmed. It was too coincidental. Meg had no idea how, but these three were aliens. Very humanized aliens, but the skin didn’t lie. Top secret was part of life so she couldn’t push the issue. It was too wonderful with them to screw it up yet.

  “Am I close?” she asked Henry.

  “Almost there. But next time I’m getting pussy and you can try out another one.” He kissed her lips slowly. That helped her body calm down. All this male flesh made her want to forget work, her guests and everything else in the world. They deserved a vacation, too. But her guests deserved better than they were getting. Meg owed it to Liz to do her job.

  “Your brain is working again.” Ike tugged her ponytail playfully.

  “If I don’t get back to work, I never will. You’re still on duty, soldier.” She smiled up at him.

  Henry and Charlie helped her to sit up. Meg shivered. Without all the body heat, she looked for her dress. Ike slid it over her head. Meg adjusted her bra underneath and slowly scooted to the edge of her desk to enjoy the feeling of her body being used for wonderful things.

  “You okay?” Charlie asked.

  Meg nodded. “Liz really should know they’re back.”

  Henry kissed her cheek. Charlie did the same then gave Meg her lab coat.

  Ike hugged her from behind. “I understand why you feel that way. Let it be a great surprise. She won’t get more vacation time if she comes back early, and she needs to see her family. Who knows how this will play out for her?”

  Closing her eyes, Meg took hold of her growing emotions. She’d been attracted to these men and interested in them. Now, she was attached, and it grew by the minute. But she couldn’t project onto Liz’s men. “I know you’re right. Now, one more question before you can get back to work.”

  “What’s that? We’ll do anything we can to help you.” Henry gave her hand a squeeze.

  “Thanks. Where’s my underwear?” She looked around.

  “Damn. You really don’t need them.” Charlie pulled them out of his pocket.

  Meg grabbed them and tried not to smile. “They’re not a g-string or thong.” She needed to get sexier underwear on her next trip into Vegas!

  Charlie winked at her. “Works for us.”

  “See you guys for dinner.” She rolled her eyes and slid on the white cotton panties. She had yet to figure out how she’d wait until dinner for more of them yet.

  Chapter Five

  Another day had passed and things hummed along without incident. Another romantic dinner and great sex though the alien issue hung in the air, but nothing changed. The guys debated telling her the truth, but all of them wanted to make Christmas Eve a little special for Meg even if they were locked up in Dreamland. Charlie had convinced the kitchen staff to deliver a special dinner to the lab.

  As they walked into her territory, Charlie spotted Meg sucking a candy cane. Her dress was perfectly on theme, green with little red flowers.

  “Merry Christmas.” He kissed her on the lips.

  “You, too!” She kissed Ike and Henry, as well. “So what’s the big surprise?”

  Charlie wondered if the relationship felt normal yet. For years, they’d doubted they could find a woman who’d fulfill their alien needs and relationship model. Finally, they had, but that didn’t mean it would be easy for her to adjust.

  “Why don’t you be patient?” Ike threaded tinsel into her ponytail.

  “No! Stop playing.” She walked away from the troublemaker. “Whatever it is, there better be enough to go around.”

  Charlie put an arm around her. “Of course. Look, it’s the holidays. It’s just dinner. A nice home-cooked meal—or as close as we get to it here.”

  Just then, the lab doors opened and a row of cooks walked in carrying heavy trays.

  “How did you get them to do this?” she asked.

  “Your guests can’t go to the mess hall, even under guard. It’s too exposed. So we brought a holiday meal to them.” Henry nodded to the pod.

  “That’s so sweet. They haven’t been very chatty. They don’t know exactly where they were, and their guards weren’t very open. They endured interrogations and tests. I think they just want to see Liz.”

  “A good meal can’t hurt them.” Ike shrugged.

  She smiled. “You’re all so nice. They don’t celebrate Christmas, but they might as well get into the spirit because Liz does.”

  “I think she wants to be alone with us.” Charlie winked at Henry.

  Meg blushed and adjusted her glasses. “Stop it. I love being with you guys, but it’s the holidays. I really appreciate you including them. We can be alone all night.” She opened the door.

  Charlie shook his head. As she’d promised, the door wasn’t locked. The aliens could close it for privacy, but they weren’t locked in except for security posted outside the lab doors. The woman had courage and conviction. Before they all knew it, they’d love her. Charlie now truly admired her.

  “Come on out and stretch your legs. Dinner and some holiday fun.” She pointed the way.

  The cook staff hustled out of there quickly when the aliens emerged. Charlie wondered what they’d say if they knew part of the security team had the same alien DNA.

  “Get started. I’ve got one thing to grab.” Meg headed to her office.

  Charlie and Henry exchanged curious looks. Then Meg returned with a big bowl and two containers. She poured one fully into the bowl and added a ladle. Then she mixed in some liquid from the other bottle.

  “Eggnog?” Ike asked.

  “I didn’t make it too strong.” Meg grabbed a cup and began serving.

  “Eggs are for breakfast. Not drinking.” One of the aliens stared at the liquid.

  Meg giggled. “Eggs can be a lot of things. This is a creamy drink with some alcohol. I had it sent along on the last supply run.”

  “You’re getting the aliens drunk?” Charlie shook his head.

  “No, not drunk. But I know they’ve probably never had it unless Liz gave them some. It’s Christmas. I didn’t have presents bought for you guys or anything. This is all I could think of for a treat. The lab guys ate all of my mom’s fudge before they left.” She shrugged and handed out more cups.

  Ike took a sip and nodded. “They should probably eat dinner first.”

  Meg nodded. “Let’s dig in.”

  The group of eight sampled ham, roast turkey, stuffing, rolls and green beans, and soon, the food was gone. No one talked of abductions or experiments. The worry was forgotten. Everything one wanted in a holiday was there. Still Charlie felt bad for his fellow aliens, but he’d been in lockdown and under quarantine once upon a time, too. Three years was hard and scary for children. Hopefully, the new aliens’ confinement would be shorter.

  “I’m stuffed.” Meg didn’t look an ounce heavier, but she’d cleaned her plate and had a slice of fruitcake.

  “This is disgusting.” Regon set the fruitcake aside and finished his eggnog.

  “Not my eggnog?” Meg looked over at him.

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sp; “No, the cake. Your drink is delicious.” Regon poured another glass.

  Ike walked over. “Be careful. You’re not used to alcohol. It can make you tired or feel funny. Don’t have too much.”

  The caution was good, but Charlie saw it was too late. Two of the guests were kissing under the mistletoe. Maybe, they’d learned a bit about the holidays from Liz last year. Charlie nodded to Meg.

  “Aww!” She grabbed her phone and snapped a picture.

  “Don’t send it,” Charlie warned.

  Meg pouted and put her glass of eggnog down. “You’re so mean. They deserve love, too. Fine, I’ll give it to Liz when she’s back. I get three men. Why can’t she have four?”

  Henry took her cell phone and put it aside. “We didn’t say she can’t have them. We’re all for it. But let her have her holiday and not rush back here to deal with this. Until the commander comes back, we can’t know exactly what the purpose is.” He took her glass. “Meg, my dear, I think you’ve had enough.”

  “I’m fine. I never drink. Well, margaritas in grad-school. There was a great Mexican restaurant our study group went to.” She frowned. “I’m not using them for guinea pigs, no matter what the commander says.”

  Regon walked over. “The weapon you mentioned?”

  “Meg?” Ike asked.

  “Oh hush. I wasn’t tipsy when I told them. They deserve the truth. I want to see if there’s a way to test it without hurting anyone. Plus I’ll make the commander tell me that’s why they’re here in person. Email orders like that don’t fly for me. I won’t do it anyway. I won’t hurt people.” Meg nodded.

  “We don’t want to endanger your job or Liz’s. If you need something from us, we’ll help you. We trust you.” Regon sat next to her.

  Charlie moved in. “She’s fine. We’ve got her.”

  Meg pulled away. “I am fine! I’m not testing something that causes such intense pain. Not without a reversal. The antidote. I’m working on it next.”

  ET hopped up and licked Meg’s hand.

  “When did your cat turn up?” Ike asked.

  “Yesterday. She ran off that first night you guys raided my room. I knew she couldn’t get off the base, but she must’ve hid somewhere. And now I know for sure. Look at her. She’s pregnant. Those strays you let roam the airstrip impregnated her.” She pointed at Ike.

  “You should’ve gotten her fixed.” Henry rubbed the cat’s back until it purred.

  Meg shook her head. “She was a gift from my niece. They raise these cats. It’s what my sister calls a career. Anyway, they’re purebred cats, and they asked me not to in case they wanted to breed her. Now, she’ll have fuzzy half-mutt kittens. But ET likes it in the pod with the aliens. She’ll probably give birth in there.”

  Regon picked up ET. “We don’t mind. It’s nice to take care of something. If Liz has offspring with us, they’d be some sort of hybrid or half breed.”

  “Shh. Don’t say that too loud. I’m not sure what the government plans are for you, but that might piss them off.” Meg walked to the dessert table and filled a huge mug with black coffee.

  Charlie watched her down the mug then pour another. “You okay?” he asked.

  “Fine. I love eggnog, but I hate the buzzed feeling. I usually only drink flavored or fruity things, like frozen margaritas. I overdid it, but the coffee should straighten that out.” She took a long gulp.

  “Now, she’ll never sleep and Santa won’t come.” Henry grinned.

  “I think we better get those four back into their room before the kitchen staff comes to collect their dishes.” Ike nodded to the couple of aliens now half-naked under the mistletoe.

  Regon nodded. “Agreed. I think the eggnog has dulled everyone’s senses, but it’s a holiday. Thank you for sharing it with us.” He and the other sober alien steered the duo into the pod. ET followed with a swish of her tail.

  “Lock them in for the night.” Ike nodded to Meg.

  “No locking. It’s wrong.” She sipped her third mug of coffee.

  Henry walked over and took her mug. “You’re going to over-caffeinate. Come on. Lock them in so no one can get to them. The kitchen crew has to clean up. You don’t want any issues.”

  Looking clearer, Meg nodded and walked an almost perfectly straight line to the keypad. She punched in the code and Ike tried the door. It was locked.

  “Now what?” Meg asked.

  Charlie hugged her from behind. “We didn’t get you any material gifts, either. Sorry.”

  Meg shrugged. “Christmas is too commercial anyway. It’s about being with the people you love, who don’t judge or belittle you.” She kissed his cheek.

  “So we can take you back to our room and share the spirit of giving and loving all night?” Ike kissed her mouth.

  “Sounds perfect. I just wish Liz could be with her guys on Christmas.” Meg looked genuinely sad for her friend.

  “I’m sorry. Next year. Things aren’t easy, like having three boyfriends. Hopefully, it’s worth it.” Henry held out a hand.

  Meg took it, and the quad walked toward the offices.

  “I think it’s worth it.” Meg grabbed the mistletoe as they walked out the main lab door. Charlie couldn’t wait to see where she hung it.

  * * * *

  Meg was the perfect mix of relaxed and clear-headed. As much as she loved her guys, she’d put together the truth about them in two days, but they hadn’t confessed. The eggnog hadn’t loosened their lips even though rum acted on aliens even more strongly than on humans. They’d been careful not to overindulge. They could have good reasons, but that wasn’t good enough for Meg.

  Flopping on the bed, she understood their fear. If the truth came out, the government might lock them up, too. She’d keep them safe, but some secrets went viral once uttered. No one could overhear it. If they didn’t tell her by New Year’s, and they were still together, she’d call them on it. A small part of her worried this group relationship would get called off by the guys. It was great now, but once everyone was back, how could they hide their true natures and be in an alien-style relationship?

  The guys were undressing, and she watched them happily.

  “Your brain is working too hard.” Ike leaned over and grabbed her feet.

  “It always is. I won’t let them hurt the aliens— or any of the aliens who want asylum. I know there are more. Those four will help us fight the Keelons. They make Liz so happy.” Meg knew she wasn’t quite as articulate as usual, but she meant every word.

  “We’re with you. But you can’t fix it tonight. Give us a chance to make you happy.” Ike pulled off her shoes then slid his hands under her skirt.

  Meg grinned when he found no panties. It was getting pointless with these guys keeping her busy. “I’m always happy around you guys.”

  Charlie snuggled in next to her. “Are you sure you’re up for it? You seemed tired earlier.”

  Her mouth found his and proved she wasn’t tired at all. “I’m just relaxed. Rum does that to me.” She ran her hands down his muscled body and rubbed his cock until it stood at attention.

  Ike tugged her dress over her head, and Meg saw the tinsel sparkle in her hair. Rolling over, she pinned Henry and dug the lube and condoms out of their hiding place. She knew their room as well as her own now. It felt like home. A home needed more than one person and a cat.

  Licking Henry’s cock until he was fully erect, she slid the rubber on him and straddled his hips. Ike moved in behind her to steady her.

  “Maybe we should just cuddle tonight?” Ike suggested.

  Meg shook her head. She had a plan for that rum and her body was relaxed enough. It’d help. “You love me?” she asked.

  Ike kissed her neck. “You know we all do. What do you want for Christmas?”

  “I love you, too. I want the truth. And all of you my way.” She slid down on Henry’s cock until her pussy was filled.

  “Damn!” Henry lifted. “Wet and tight.”

  Ike held her tight. “You can hav
e us any time.”

  “Now.” She handed him a condom and a lube packet. “You’ll push me.”

  Riding Henry’s cock, she let the sweet sensations relax her further, until finally, she leaned down to kiss Henry. Charlie’s cock had made it there first, though, and she helped Henry suck the thick erection.

  The lube on her asshole made her shiver, but Meg smiled. Ike was the leader of their group, and he had to take the tough jobs. When he pressed to her ass, she arched, but he pushed her lower back down and guided her to back up on him. Thanks to the rum, she didn’t tense or resist. The stretching sensation was so sweet and new, she wanted to see where it went and how far she could go.

  Her pussy tightened on Henry’s cock, but she wiggled to enjoy the feel as she sucked on Charlie’s sac. Suddenly, there was a green flash. Charlie held the mistletoe over her head and leaned down to kiss her.

  “Me, too!” Henry moaned.

  They both kissed Henry as Meg rocked harder on his cock. That pushed Ike farther and made it feel so good that Meg reached a hand back to him. Ike grabbed her fingers and kissed her knuckles.

  “All the way!” she said.

  “Come first. Ride Henry.” Ike pumped in and out of her ass.

  Meg couldn’t tell how far he was, but she wanted it all. It made sense that a climax might open her up. Charlie reached between her and Henry to rub her clit vigorously.

  Already stretched and still with some rum in her system, Meg couldn’t hold out a second as the release sent tremors pulsing through her insides. She moaned through the deep orgasm, and let it take over. As soon as it began to fade, she felt Ike’s hot body pressed to her ass. He was all the way in. Looking back, she wiggled her hips just enough.

  “Nice and easy.” Ike fucked her in short thrusts.

  Charlie looked and gave Meg a hard kiss. “You’re so hot!”

  “Get back here. We’re not done.” She pulled his cock back to Henry’s lips, and she joined in on the oral fun.