Surviving Aotis - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The shriek of Amelia’s alarm clock signaled the start of Day 201 on the Genesis station. She grumbled as she punched the alarm clock silent, getting up and stumbling to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

She reasoned that it could be worse, she could actually be stationed on the planet itself - and given that five scientists had already been injured or killed down there by the ferocious flora and fauna, a lukewarm five minute shower was something she could manage. Stepping under the stream of water, Amelia bowed her head as she picked up the soap that had been in her husband’s last care package.

That was probably the worst part of participating in this study - being away from Andrew for so long. It was how it had to be. It didn’t make it hurt any less being apart from him. Before they’d left they’d made love in their shower at home, Andrew pressing her up against the glass and kissing down her spine before he entered her. Just the thought of it made her tingle, her fingers sliding down her wet skin and down between her thighs.

Just before she could start pleasuring herself, there was a ring of her apartment room bell. Damn it. Amelia grumbled before she turned the water off. “People really need to respect a woman’s morning routine,” she grumbled and grabbed a towel to wrap around herself. She hurried out of her bathroom and headed right for her door.

“I don’t have my shift for another ten minutes, what’s the...” Amelia opened the door and her breath caught.

Andrew had clearly just finished his deployment, given he was still in his uniform and his blond hair was in its neat buzzcut, but he grinned ear to ear when his eyes met hers. “Hello, ginger, miss me?” he said, using that silly little pet name only he was allowed to get away with.

“Andrew!” Amelia squealed, nearly leaping into his arms before remembering she was barely covered by her bath towel - they’d made these things for skinny men, not for large chested women. She was barely what could be considered decent. So instead she dragged him into the apartment and into her embrace, nuzzling into his chest and getting him all wet.

“I’m glad my surprise worked. I was so sure the head egghead here would let it slip that I was coming to visit.” Andrew pressed his lips to the top of her head before leaning down to kiss her deeply on the lips. “God, I missed you,” he murmured.

“How long can you stay?” Amelia asked, tiptoeing her fingers up his chest, deciding if it’ll be worth it being late just this once.

“Just for today, I’ll be headed back to Earth tomorrow morning. But I couldn’t stand waiting another half a year to see you again,” Andrew said, brushing a few wet locks of hair out of her face. “Besides, I’m curious about what you’re working on. Mind giving me a tour after we finish that shower of yours?”

Amelia giggled and kissed her husband again. “You know I’d love to, but I have to clock in soon. But tonight, after I’m done with work, we can make up for lost time. Okay?”

“You tease,” Andrew murmured, but he finally let her go... only to rip her towel away at the last second.

“Andrew!” Amelia squealed, wrapping her arms around her breasts in an attempt to cover up, not with much success though.

God, she loved him.

After hurriedly dressing and doing her hair up in a bun, Amelia put her glasses on and escorted her husband to the labs.

“This planet, Grates-F2019-1, is called Aotis by its inhabitants,” she explained as they passed a window, where the planet was in full view. “There’s only one sapient species, the Aonis. We don’t know much about them, as they aren’t very cooperative with study, but we have a few live specimens onboard. There’s some similarities to homo sapiens, my theory is that their ancestral species is similar to ours, but as you can see, they’re much larger.”

Andrew stumbled and stood still, openly gawking at the glass cage. “Hoooly... Are you sure we’re not on Planet of the Apes?” he asked.

Amelia teasingly swatted Andrew’s shoulder, but she couldn’t blame him for that reaction. The specimen in the cage in front of them did certainly resemble the great apes back on earth, particular in the face - flat, brutish features and fur like hair sprouting from its shoulders and head, but the Aonis was strictly bipedal. “This one calls himself Ogdo, I’m focusing my study on him. We found him roaming alone, which seems to be a right of passage for mature males searching for a mate, looking to start their own families. We initially had him in containment with the few females we have, but he continuously ignored them, even got violent on a few occasions. Strange, but perhaps he’s impotent. That would explain why he’s not mated.”

“He might be gay,” Andrew suggested.

Amelia bit her bottom lip to stop herself from laughing but she nodded in agreement. “Maybe? I’ve yet to see him show any sign of arousal with any of his fellow Aonis, including the other men. But he’s incredibly strong, sometimes I feel the only reason we can keep him in captivity is because he’s allowing it.” Even with the glass separating them, Amelia felt tiny. She was only about average height for a human woman, and Ogdo was almost eight and a half feet tall, with a broad, powerful build. Not like a bodybuilder, more like a blacksmith of old, with thick arms and a strongly built chest. It didn’t help that he stared so intensely at her whenever she was collecting samples of his hair or blood. Thankfully, no samples were needed today. “Come on, let’s leave Ogdo alone. I can’t say I’d like to be stared at like a zoo exhibit all day.”

Andrew scoffed. “I wasn’t staring!”

“You were, and you weren’t hiding it either.”

Amelia felt Ogdo watch her all the way until they turned the corner, and only then did she relax. It wasn’t like Ogdo was either cooperative or uncooperative. He hadn’t been violent with the other researchers, yet. But even though he clearly understood what they were saying, he wouldn’t speak back to any of them. The only thing he’d stated when he’d woken up aboard Genesis was his name, and then he became silent.

But there were other things to think about than a brooding alien brute. Like Andrew, and the way his arm wrapped oh so comfortably around her waist as she showed him around the lab and introduced him to her coworkers. She was one of two female scientists signed onto this study, and now the men who’d nonstop hit on her ever since she’d arrived were realizing why they didn’t stand a chance. Andrew was everything. Tall, handsome, strong, and a smile that could charm even the coldest of snakes. The other female scientist mouthed ‘what a babe’ to Amelia when Andrew was feeding a mouse to one of the carnivorous plants, and Amelia mouthed back ‘I know right?’

It was shaping up to be another uneventful day on Genesis. Until every alarm blared at top volume, nearly blowing out Amelia’s eardrums.

Andrew whipped his head around. “The hell...”

“It’s the asteroid storm alarm!” Amelia instinctively started for her room. “It’s all right, the shields should go up in a second and -”

She was cut off by the ear splitting crash of an asteroid smashing into the station, ripping through metal and glass like tissue paper. Amelia watched in frozen horror as metal and glass flew past the window. That couldn’t be possible, the shields always went up when an asteroid storm happened, this couldn’t be happening...

“Where’s the escape pods?!”

Andrew shook Amelia’s shoulder and shouted again, “Where’s the escape pods, Amelia!?”

“Right!” Amelia yelped, finally snapping back. “The upper right sector! Come on!” Amelia looped her arm in with her husband’s and the two bolted down the hallway. The screams of terror were drowned out by another asteroid impact. The emergency doors were already slamming shut on sections too damaged to support human life. If anyone was still alive on them, they wouldn’t be for long.

They were almost there, almost to the escape pods, when the station shook with another asteroid collision and the wall caved in like a crushed soda can. The ceiling groaned before it popped down and Andrew threw them both to the ground, shielding Amelia from the falling debris.

The last thing Amelia heard before she blacked out was Andrew’s shout of pain.

---

Well then, if there was any time good to leave, now would be it.

Ogdo gave the door to his glass prison a shove and it opened with a whine of the hinges. Looked like the station security protocols weren’t the priority when Armageddon was at its doors. He didn’t bother going back to where the other Aonis were being held captive - if they couldn’t get out on their own, that was their own failing.

The humans who pricked and prodded at him had already gone, or they were dead. Ogdo passed more than a few dead bodies as he walked through the station, heading to the deck he’d woken up on so long ago. It had been his fault he’d been captured, really. Letting his guard down like he did, he was lucky all they’d been doing was asking inane questions and taking samples of his blood. They clearly didn’t understand them either way. Trying to put him in a room with Aonis women, expecting him to simply take them. He didn’t want them, so why would he even try to mate with them?

Honestly, these idiot humans deserved to get pummeled to death by the stars.

Another turn and Ogdo had to clamber over debris to keep going. Somehow this sector of the station hadn’t completely broken off, but it had taken a considerable amount of damage. At least it was still connected, otherwise Ogdo might be stranded here for the rest of his likely short life.

Ogdo almost assumed he was passing over more corpses when he heard one ‘corpse’ groan.

He paused before he looked down to see a familiar head of fiery red hair.

Her.

The scientist that he’d first laid eyes on when he woke up. She’d introduced herself as Doctor Amelia Temple and requested his name, and in his surprise he’d introduced himself to her before he realized he’d been abducted. It was shameful to cooperate with one’s captors, after all.

But there was something about that human woman that caught his eye. Among humans she must be considered attractive, he’d seen the weaker males eye her up and down when they thought she couldn’t see.

She would make quite an attractive mate for one of them... if she hadn’t already had a perfectly suitable mate.

It looked like he’d attempted to shield her from the falling debris, and had mostly succeeded. He was certainly more capable looking than most of the males had looked. Pathetic to his people of course, but at least he seemed to try. But there was nothing he could do now, with his left leg twisted in an unnatural way. Without a doubt it had been broken. There was no way he would be able to save her now.

... And if her mate was incapable of protecting them... Well, weren’t they fortunate there was someone around who could?

The plan was already settled in his mind as he pushed pieces of ceiling and lighting off the unconscious pair. Once they were uncovered, Ogdo tossed both of them over his shoulders like they weighed next to nothing. Neither of them stirred as Ogdo headed to the escape pods.

It wasn’t hard to get the pod to disengage, and as it made its way down to the planet below, Ogdo decided to get more acquainted with these two humans. They’d spent gods know how long poking and prodding at him, surely he could be allowed the same in return for saving their hides. Not that he had much interest in the male, oh, he had a purpose to fulfill, but he was far more interested in Doctor Amelia Temple.

Ogdo carefully removed the glasses from her face, putting them up to his own eyes and wrinkling his nose at the distortion. Strange, humans claimed to be so advanced, and this is what they had for resolving sight issues? Surely they had to know other techniques other than the basest of eye lenses. He set the glasses aside before picking Doctor Temple up and carefully laid her on a wide cot. She was small, even the smallest of females of his kind could break her in two.

Her skin was soft, mostly hairless save for her brow and the top of her head. That color was such a strange one to him, he’d never seen a fellow Aonis with scarlet hair, only black or brown. Perhaps it was even a rare trait among her people, she was the only one with this hair color among the researchers. Her pink lips were always turned in this cute little pout, even now when she was unconscious.

Ogdo brushed the back of his hand against her warm cheek before it trailed down her slender neck, pausing only for a second before he rested his palm against one of her breasts. They were quite impressively sized, more than enough of a handful for a human male and just the right size for him. Her buttoned up lab coat did nothing to hide their fullness, and just above her collar he could see little spots dotted about her chest. Freckles, humans called them. They were also on her cheeks, and they were quite the cute detail.

Back to her breasts though. Ogdo watched her face to make sure she wasn’t going to awaken before he squeezed. Not too hard, there would be more time for that later. Other than a soft mumble, Doctor Temple didn’t respond. Growing bolder, he started massaging her other breast, rubbing them both and growling pleasantly at how soft they were. Doctor Temple squirmed but remained unconscious as Ogdo continued touching her.

They truly were perfect. Ogdo ceased touching them to unbutton her labcoat and pull down her shirt, revealing the pale pink bra. It barely took a tug to get it down enough for her breasts to pop out. Her nipples firmed up with just a single flick... so she was a sensitive one.

That made things even better.

Ogdo decided it was time to get below that skirt. He pushed it up to her hips, amused to see that her panties matched the bra. The material was just sheer enough for him to make out what was underneath, her neatly groomed pubic hair that was a few shades darker than the hair on her head, the plump lips of her womanhood... Ogdo glanced up to make sure that Doctor Temple was still out before he stroked over her clothed pussy with two fingers.

The woman gasped but remained unconscious, allowing Ogdo to continue rubbing against her sex. Even with the cloth barrier, within a minute she was wet enough that it was leaving a damp spot in her undies, and her face was now flushed a bright red.

As fun as this was, they were quite close to landing on the planet, so Ogdo yanked her skirt back down and redressed her as quickly as possible. She definitely looked a little rumpled, but she was decent, and that’s really all that would matter. The pod landed slowly on the ground and Ogdo peered out.

A pond with clear water. A cave, hollowed out of the side of the cliff but definitely uninhabited. A perfect place for any Aonis to set up a nest... or in this case, a perfect place for Ogdo to keep his treasure.

---

Pain. Pain was the first thing Amelia felt when she first woke up.

But she woke up. She was alive. And judging by the sounds of nature and running water, she wasn’t still on the doomed Genesis, even if it felt like she was laying down on an escape pod extra-wide cot. Her eyes flickered open and slowly focused on the stone and dirt ceiling above.

Where was she? ... And where was Andrew?!

“Andrew!?” Amelia sat up, grimacing at the crashing pain in her skull but more concerned about where her husband was. Had he made it off Genesis!? Or had he... had he...

She sighed with relief when her eyes finally landed on her husband. He was only a few feet away, his leg in a crude but effective looking splint. He must have broken it while protecting me from debris, she thought before she frowned. Why bother with a makeshift splint, when surely any proper rescuer would’ve had a Whitelight to heal it in hours, perhaps even minutes?

The conclusion reached her seconds before she heard a growled voice from the mouth of the cave.

We weren’t saved by a proper rescuer.

“You’re awake. Good. We can talk.”

Amelia looked to the mouth of the cave and there was Ogdo. He was carrying an armful of firewood and was redressed back into his people’s clothing rather than the scrubs he wore on the station, a leather kilt reaching just above the knee and fastened with a steel belt. He dropped the firewood into a corner of the cave before he strode up to Amelia. He tilted her chin up with just two fingers and Amelia felt her mouth go dry. There was no emergency button to call for the guards. No glass cage to keep them apart. No straps to hold him down. Amelia felt completely and utterly defenseless.

“How do you feel?”

That was an unexpected question. “U-um...” Amelia cleared her throat as she gathered her wits about her. “Nothing’s broken. Just a bit bruised up. What happened? Where’s the crew of the Genesis?”

“Lot of them are probably floating around in the atmosphere, what ones didn’t manage to hop on your escape pods anyway. I found you and your mate... Andrew, right? I found you both unconscious while getting out of there.” Ogdo finally let go of Amelia’s chin and Amelia found it easier to breathe again. “I certainly have been kinder to you than your people have to me.”

Amelia gulped. There was a lot of anger behind Ogdo’s bright eyes, which Amelia just realized were blue - bright blue, like a clear sky. She’d never bothered to note that before. “We just wanted to understand you. I didn’t agree with the capture protocol, but I tried to make sure you were comfortable and ensured you would be released at the end of the study.”

“I was still humiliated and treated like a prisoner.” Ogdo’s eyes trailed down from her face down to her body. “But. You were certainly one of the kinder ones, Doctor Temple. You’re quite attractive too.”

Amelia stuttered for a moment before crossing her arms defensively over her chest. “... I’ll accept the compliment,” she mumbled. “Did you take care of Andrew’s leg?”

“I did. There’s some basic medical supplies on the pod: pain managers, bandages, enough rations for... three days, providing I’m willing to share.”

Amelia scowled. “Share? The pod is the property of the Genesis station, and as one of the leading researchers, that means they’re my resources.”

“Oh?” Ogdo smirked. “Are you going to take them from me then?”

Damn it. He had a point there. Amelia cursed under her breath, which only made Ogdo laugh. “... Okay. Let’s talk then. You have complete control.” Clearly this Aonis male wasn’t as impotent as initially presumed. “What do you want?”

Ogdo grinned darkly.

“I want you, Doctor Temple. I want your body.”

For someone as large as Ogdo, he moved quite quickly. He went from sitting across from Amelia to pinning her to the ground in the blink of an eye, just one of his hands enveloping both her wrists and holding them still. A single tug with his other hand and her lab coat was ripped open, her shirt pulled down under her breasts.

Amelia’s face flushed bright red as this beast of a man stared hungrily at her chest. The anger was gone, replaced by the purest of lust. No amount of struggling so much as made Ogdo budge, and as his face grew closer to hers Amelia screwed her eyes shut and screamed.

“A... Amelia? Amelia! ... Ogdo? OGDO, GET OFF OF HER!”

Ogdo released Amelia as Andrew shouted, and Amelia craned her head around to see Andrew attempting to get up, only for him to hiss in pain and lay back down. “Andrew!” Amelia sobbed with relief, quickly pulling her shirt back up and frantically trying to rebutton her lab coat, although that was a fruitless effort - the buttons had been ripped off by this brute.

Andrew gritted his teeth before he forced himself back up. He glowered at Ogdo, if looks could kill Ogdo would be stone cold dead. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

“I’m taking what I’m owed. Glad to see you’re not dead, at least you’re not a weakling.” Ogdo sat back on his haunches, the kilt doing nothing to disguise a telltale bump of his erection. “It’s simple. You tell me to go, I go. You’ll starve to death out here, that is if Andrew’s broken leg doesn’t get infected or you get eaten by a pride of Tagriss. Or I could take care of you both, keep you safe and share the supplies from the escape pod... as long as Doctor Temple mates with me.”

Oh god. The blood had long drained out of Amelia’s face. He couldn’t be serious. How could he ask that of her?! But she looked at Andrew, and Amelia realized just how out of options they were. With Andrew’s broken leg and no weapons between them, they wouldn’t last more than a day out here.

Andrew shook his head. “You bastard. You utter bastard,” he growled.

“Andrew?” Amelia’s voice cracked. If she didn’t say yes, Andrew would die. Infection would no doubt set in without antibiotics, not to mention the agonizing pain he’d be in. And Amelia could live through anything except losing Andrew. “I’ll... I’ll do it.”

Andrew paled. “No, Amelia, you don’t have to-”

“I think it’s obvious I do though.” Amelia took a deep breath to steady herself before she took off her lab coat, folding it and setting it to the side. “But first, let me take care of Andrew. He needs painkillers and I need to check his leg. Please.”

Ogdo thought it over for a moment before nodding. “That’s fine. I’ll be back in a minute with what you need.” The beastly alien got up and walked out of the cave, and once he was gone Amelia bolted over to Andrew’s side.

“Andrew, I’m sorry, but I can’t... I can’t let you die if I can do something about it,” Amelia said, shaking her head. Tears were stinging at her eyes, the very idea of doing anything with Ogdo made her stomach do somersaults, but she couldn’t lose Andrew.

“Amelia, just leave me here. Get to the pod, activate the emergency beacon, lock that alien creep out. You’ll have help in a few days,” Andrew shook his head, “Don’t do this just for me.”

Amelia took his hand in both of hers. “I would do so much more for you. I won’t ever leave you. Please don’t ask me to again. I’ll be okay, I promise.” That last part was a lie. She wasn’t involved in the part of the study that involved Aonis mating practices, especially since Ogdo had seemingly little to no interest in his fellow females. But she had to trust that Ogdo wasn’t going to break her in half (or worse) during their pairing.

Andrew shuddered but he nodded. “Okay... okay. He has to do it here though. I’m not letting you two be alone. I might be down a leg, but I still have both arms.” Andrew weakly flexed and managed a half grin. “If he hurts you, I’ll strangle him.”

Amelia half sobbed, half laughed, but there was a smile on her face too. God, she loved this man. “You can definitely try,” she murmured.

Ogdo’s heavy footsteps signaled his return and Amelia turned to see him holding the first aid kit. “The pod’s just across the pond. Not far,” Ogdo said as he walked over. Andrew glared at Ogdo as the alien knelt next to them, but he paid no mind, only opening the first aid kit and gesturing at Amelia to get on with it.

There was only the basics, no Whitelight equipment for hurried healing, but there were painkillers and a proper splint rather than the one Ogdo had made out of sticks and plantlife. Even with his simple supplies though, Amelia had to admit that Andrew’s leg had been quite well set. He probably wouldn’t even have a limp once he healed. Still, with the proper medical supplies, Amelia properly bandaged him up, and Andrew gratefully swallowed the pills he’d been given by Ogdo.

“There. Is he taken care of to your satisfaction, Doctor Temple?” Ogdo asked.

Amelia scowled, but she gave a curt nod. “Fine. Let’s just get this over with,” she muttered as she took a few steps back, settling back down on the wide cot. Ogdo must have moved it in here while he was settling them in.

Ogdo chuckled before he undid the metal belt. “I think you’ll find you won’t be in such a hurry, doctor, once we start,” he said before he dropped the belt on the ground, followed by the kilt.

Amelia nearly choked just at the sight of Ogdo’s nudity. He was in near perfect shape, little to no fat on his muscle bound body, battle scars adorning his pecs and thighs like badges of honor. Signs he’d survived. But what was most concerning was his cock. It was still mostly soft, but it was still one of the most intimidating ones Amelia had ever seen. Nearly as long as her forearm and just as thick, it resembled a human’s manhood but with ridges going up the shaft. The fat head had several textured bumps on it that seemed to inflate as he got harder.

Andrew sputtered when he saw it too. It wasn’t like he wasn’t well hung, during a mischievous date night after a few glasses of wine Amelia had actually broken out a ruler. Andrew was just over eight inches, fully erect, but Ogdo wasn’t even considered large anymore. It was truly monstrous.

Ogdo grinned as he strutted up to Amelia. Clearly he was proud of himself. “Among my people, I am the ideal mate. I haven’t made any females that were worthy yet though. You’re the first,” he said.

“You’ve... never been with a woman before?” Amelia asked, shrinking in on herself without even thinking about it.

“Like I said. You’re the first.”

Ogdo straddled her waist and Amelia was fully boxed in, trapped with nowhere to go. She couldn’t even see Andrew anymore, which was perhaps a small mercy in this case. Ogdo pulled her shirt up and Amelia lifted her arms to allow him to pull it off. He made a pleasant growl, actually nuzzling into her neck to show his appreciation before he pulled her into a kiss.

It wasn’t like kissing Andrew. Andrew warmed up with his kisses, starting slow before growing in passion. Ogdo was rough off the bat, mouthing hungrily against her lips and forcing his massive tongue inside her mouth. Amelia nearly choked in her surprise, she wasn’t prepared for such a kiss. It felt like she was being devoured.

Both of Ogdo’s hands were on her chest, massaging her breasts and pinching at her barely exposed nipples. He struggled with her bra for a second before he just grumbled and tore it off. Amelia instinctively kicked Ogdo in the thigh. That bra had been expensive! Ogdo just laughed before he pulled back to catch his breath.

“That tickled,” he teased before he claimed her mouth again, nipping and biting at her lips while he squeezed her breasts.

Amelia could feel her blush and pressed her legs together instinctively. She’d almost hoped he’d just try to stick it in, realize that was a fruitless effort, and maybe let her bargain down to a handjob. She didn’t want him to... to pleasure her. She’d always been so sensitive, and with Ogdo playing with her tits like this, she could feel the beginning of arousal pooling in her lower belly.

He broke away from the kiss again, panting and his pale eyes now almost completely black with his pupils blown out with arousal. “You’re the perfect woman,” he groaned, his hips jerking forward and his massive length rubbing up against her thigh. He was fully erect now, a milky liquid dripping down the tip and landing on her bare skin.

Amelia whimpered before she bit down on her lip to prevent any sound from escaping. No, she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of hearing her, not to mention what it would do to her husband to hear her. He knew her sounds, what each one meant, and he’d know when she was turned on.

Amelia managed to squirm enough to unzip the back of her skirt, pulling it down so Ogdo wouldn’t try to rip it off too.

“Eager, aren’t you?”

Amelia glowered at the beast above her before she pulled down her panties too. It was bad enough to go braless, her back was going to be killing her by the time their rescue showed up. She wasn’t going to be without underwear too.

Ogdo stared at her pussy, licking his lips at the sight of her naked body underneath him. “You are eager,” he said before he groped her, sticking his finger inside to feel that she was already wet.

Amelia whimpered before she clamped both hands over her mouth. It wasn’t like that, she wanted to tell him, that was just natural for her to be turned on when she was being touched like this. But she didn’t want Andrew to hear her say that. Let him think she was dry as a bone, completely unaroused by Ogdo’s touch. Let him believe that lie.

“Let’s let your husband see what you enjoy with an Aonis, hmm?”

Ogdo got off of her, only to flip Amelia onto her hands and knees, and pull her hips up so he could get easier access to her womanhood. In this position Amelia was now facing Andrew, and Andrew could see the look on her face when Ogdo pushed his fingers inside of her again.

She was wet, embarrassingly so. It was impossible not to hear the slick sounds of Ogdo’s fingers pushing in and out of her, curling up in just the right ways to rub her most sensitive places. Meanwhile Andrew was staring unblinking, his face impossible to read. Was he disgusted? Angry? And angry at who, this big bastard molesting her or her for enjoying it?

Amelia whined and bit the back of her hand, unable to look at her husband any further. It was too humiliating. This was all for him, she told herself. She wasn’t going to enjoy this anymore than she had to.

A soft moan slipped from her lips as one of Ogdo’s fingers inadvertently rubbed up against her clit. Amelia tried to bite it back, but god did the rough pads of his fingers feel so good touching her like that. Her back arched up, leaving her perfectly positioned for Ogdo to mate with her. His fingers finally pulled out of her and Amelia felt his shaft rubbing against her folds now, the strange bumps and ridges stimulating her in ways she’d never been before.

“You’re wet for me,” Ogdo growled, pressing the wide tip against her entrance before letting it slide past again. “Dripping, even.”

“N-no...” Amelia whined, even as her hips bucked back against Ogdo. Her body was eager for more, the pleasant sensations after months of celibacy washing over wave after wave. It had been so long since she and her husband had made love, and her own fingers and the few toys under her bunk were nothing compared to another’s touch.

“Submit for me, Doctor Temple,” Ogdo said, punctuating the ‘doctor’ with another thrust of his hips. “Submit for me in front of your mate.”

Damn him. Amelia whined but her legs parted even more. As if her body wished to mock her, she felt a trickle of her arousal make its way down her inner thigh. Ogdo’s cock pressed up against her entrance again, but this time it didn’t just slide past. It pressed against her, meeting the natural resistance of her body trying to accept something so big inside, but that thick head pushed past that resistance and Amelia cried out... but not in pain.

Fuck, he was thick. Just the tip was inside, but Amelia felt more stretched out than she’d ever been. The strange texture of his cock was already starting to rub up against those heavily stimulated places inside of her, and as he sunk in deeper, Amelia’s eyes rolled back. Her body shook as he filled her to the brim... and then perhaps a little more. No one had ever been this deep inside of her before, she swore she saw her stomach start to bulge.

God help her, she was never going to recover from this.

Ogdo groaned loudly when he finally bottomed out, his balls slapping against her mound. “That’s good... good...” he moaned, temporarily dropping his facade of confidence with the loss of his virginity. His cock twitched inside of her and Amelia realized there was a silver lining to this terrible situation. There wasn’t a chance in hell he could last. She remembered taking Andrew’s first time, he didn’t last more than a few minutes. It was amusing at the time, but now it was her only prayer.

Finish quickly, just finish quickly.

Ogdo pulled back before he slammed back in and it felt like a punch. Amelia cried out as Ogdo set a brutal pace, thrusting into her with such force all Amelia could do was dig her fingers into the wide cot and take it.

It wasn’t a bad or good feeling at first... it was just a feeling. It was so overwhelming Amelia’s previously unshed tears ran down her cheeks, unable to close her eyes as he pounded into her. But it became good. It became... too good. That amazing texture of his cock rubbed inside of her in all the right ways, and she did all she could to bite back her low moans so that Andrew didn’t have to hear it.

It was a blessing when Ogdo suddenly shoved as deep as he could get in her and roared. Waves of hot liquid splashed inside of her and Amelia shivered at the sensation of him pumping his cum inside of her, but it was nothing compared to the relief she felt. She’d been close, but she hadn’t finished.

It’s over. It’s over. It’s over. Oh thank god, it’s over.

Amelia went limp, the woman panting and ready to just lie down and rest... but she realized something was wrong. One, Ogdo hadn’t pulled out yet. Two, Ogdo was still very hard. That relief melted away to a cold dread when she remembered a conversation she happened to overhear between two of her coworkers... about how two of the Aonis they’d captured just ‘went at it’... how they didn’t seem to stop for hours...

“You think we’re done?” Ogdo chuckled darkly before he sat back, yanking Amelia with him until she was sitting on his still fully engorged erection, her arms pulled up behind her head. “We’re done when I say we’re done. And I’m not satisfied with just one go.”

Ogdo thrust up, filling her again, and that did it for her. Amelia screamed as her climax hit her like a lightning strike, her body going stiff and back arching as Ogdo used her brutally, like she was nothing but a cocksleeve for him to use again and again. Her cunt gripped down onto his rough claiming, almost like it was desperate for him to stay inside of her.

Oh god. She climaxed. Sobbing as she came down from one of the best orgasms she’s had in months. With Ogdo still fucking her, Amelia looked at Andrew, unable to stop herself from crying. The shame was barely overridden by the pleasure Ogdo was still giving her. Another orgasm wasn’t going to be far away, she knew it.

“I’m s-sorry Andrew!” she wailed, unable to look at her husband. “I’m sorry!”

“If he’s never made you cum like that, he should be the one apologizing to you,” Ogdo groaned, rolling his hips up into her. “I’m going to make you orgasm like that a dozen more times before I’m finished.”

“Fuck you!” Amelia snapped, turning to glare at the alien bastard. “Treat me however you want, but... leave him out of it!”

“Should I? I think he wants to get involved.” Ogdo forced Amelia to look forward. “See?”

Andrew’s cheeks were red now, and even though he was trying to hide it, Amelia could see his pants were tented. Amelia’s mind went blank for a second, her brain scrambling before she could string together a thought.

He was turned on. He was very turned on watching his wife be fucked by Ogdo.

“Amelia, it’s okay.”

Andrew was speaking. Amelia had to force herself to focus on his voice. Andrew took a deep breath before he forced that half smile back on. “You don’t... you don’t have to hold yourself back on my account. It’s okay,” he said.

God, she loved him. Of course he’d known what she liked, how sensitive her body was, how easy it was for her to finish. Most women weren’t nearly so fortunate, and for once Amelia regretted that fact about her anatomy. Amelia forced herself to nod back at him.

This was for him. This was to save both of their lives on this wretched planet. It would be easier for her if she just allowed herself to feel what she was denying.

Amelia’s head tilted back against Ogdo’s chest and her eyes fluttered shut, her first real moan leaving her without being muffled or held back. Ogdo tensed briefly at the sound before he really started to thrust into her, ravaging her like he really was some wild beast. The release from his previous orgasm splattered out onto her thighs, and all Amelia could do was scream through her next explosive orgasm as he pinned her against his body.

Ogdo’s cock pulsated as he filled her again with his seed, even more than last time, if that was possible. It felt like more. He didn’t stop for a breather after this orgasm, he didn’t even slow down. Each thrust was punctuated with another spurt of cum, Amelia swore she even felt it up to her womb. When he ceased cumming this time, he flipped Amelia over to her back, pushed her legs up so they were over his shoulders, and slammed back inside.

God, how many times could this beast go? Amelia’s body ached as he entered her again and again, and feeling his cum slosh around inside of her was starting to make her brain go fuzzy. Andrew and her usually used condoms, and when they didn’t, he tended to pull out - better safe than sorry. Oh god, were humans and Aonis biologically compatible!? They hadn’t even bothered to test that possibility, and Amelia went off her pill when she arrived at the Genesis station. It was just too inconvenient getting them shipped there on a regular basis, and besides, who was she going to hook up with there?

She hadn’t planned on Ogdo. Or the asteroid storm trapping her on a hostile alien planet. Or any of this.

She climaxed again, squeezing tightly around Ogdo’s cock as he filled her with another flood of cum. Her vision went spotty for a moment and when she returned to reality, Ogdo had slowed down, just rolling his hips into her while they laid on their sides. Andrew was still watching, still erect, but clearly worried about her.

“You can be done any time now,” he said, glaring at Ogdo.

“Mmmm, I think we can go a few more times,” Ogdo huffed, although he definitely sounded more tired than he had previously. His hand ran over Amelia’s stomach and she whimpered when she realized it was swollen. He’d filled her with that much semen? She was bloated with it. Truly filled.

“We just survived a fucking asteroid storm, she needs a break!” Andrew insisted, trying to get up but wincing as his broken leg just would not cooperate.

Ogdo snorted and Amelia whined as he continued to stroke her expanded belly. “She can take it. She likes it. You should feel how wet she is for me. She’s a perfect little mate, I can’t blame you for wanting your turn.”

Andrew swore and tried to adjust his good leg to hide his erection. “Blame Pavlov, if my wife’s turned on, I get that way too,” he grumbled.

“Hmmm... well, I don’t know who Pavlov is, but we can work with that.”

Amelia yelped as she was suddenly picked up, Ogdo’s cock still buried inside of her as the pair walked over to where Andrew was sitting. Andrew tensed as Ogdo placed her on her hands and knees, with her face right in front of his erection.

“I’m not a complete monster, Doctor Temple. Let your mate have some fun too,” Ogdo grunted as he pulled back before sliding back into her. “You humans use your mouths too, right?”

It took almost far too long for Amelia to comprehend what Ogdo wanted. She looked up at Andrew, trying to read him. “I won’t if you don’t want to,” she said quietly. She might be forced to play Ogdo’s game, but she wasn’t pulling Andrew into it more than he already had been.

Andrew bit his bottom lip before he responded without a word - he unzipped his pants. He pulled his cock out and gripped the base. “Only if you’re okay with it,” he whispered back.

Honestly, anything would be better to focus on than the giant pounding her from behind. Amelia licked her lips before she wrapped them around the tip of her husband’s cock. Andrew sighed, his eyelids fluttering shut as he stroked her sweat-dampened hair. He murmured in quiet approval as she lapped at the slit and teased that sensitive spot just below the head. The familiar taste of her husband was strangely relaxing, and having her mouth full so she wasn’t moaning aloud was a decent enough bonus.

“You feel so good, babe,” Andrew moaned quietly. “So damn good.” His hips clearly wanted to buck forward, but with his busted leg all he could really do was lay still. It reminded Amelia of that time they played with restraints, Andrew strapped down so all he could do was let his wife tease him to near madness with her talented tongue. They hadn’t really bothered to bring them back, but it had been quite fun at the time.

Amelia wasn’t going to tease this time though. Her husband had been through enough. Besides, with the amount of painkillers in his system, she was surprised he could get turned on at all. Amelia took more of the shaft in her mouth, licking at the thick veins before she swallowed him down to the root. His moan vibrated through her, her aching pussy twitching at the sound of it. God, she wanted another orgasm. She actually wanted it, with both her mouth and her cunt stuffed with cocks. Perhaps she was going crazy.

The next flood of cum was all she needed to reach orgasm. Her thighs shook as her muscles squeezed around Ogdo’s manhood. She nearly lost her balance after the climax waned but both Andrew and Ogdo caught her, keeping her propped up as she was pushed back and forth between the two men. Every time Ogdo pulled back, he shoved her forward, forcing her to deepthroat her husband. His fingers dug into her ass as he’d pull him back into her next thrust, his balls still heavy with seed slapping against her wet sex.

It was almost getting easier. But Ogdo clearly had other plans.

Amelia felt Ogdo’s fingers dip between her ass cheeks and she nearly pulled off her husband to ask what the hell he was doing now, but Ogdo just pushed her head forward with his free hand. “Keep going. Don’t worry about it,” he ordered, and Amelia chose to continue sucking off her husband rather than try to tell Ogdo off.

Ogdo’s thick fingers pressed between her cheeks, sliding down until they pressed against the tight, furled muscle of her ass hole. Amelia shook as Ogdo prodded and poked at that forbidden entrance, this time with fear. That was one thing she and Andrew hadn’t tried before. Sure, it was brought up, but they’d just never gotten around to it. They thought they had all the time in the world to try all sorts of bedroom fantasies, just with each other.

Well, not anymore. Ogdo scooped up some of the wetness between Amelia’s thigh from both his and her releases, getting his fingers good and slicked up before he returned to her hole. He prodded and pressed, massaging carefully while he continued sliding his cock in and out of her cunt. Finally a finger breached and Amelia’s legs gave out from under her again. The sensation was completely new to her, she hadn’t even touched there in her own curious explorations. And now Ogdo had his finger pumping in and out of her ass while he still rocked into her cunt, and Amelia just didn’t know how much more she could take. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes while she continued to suck, something else to focus on other than this new intrusion.

His finger pulled out of her and her hole instinctively clenched around nothing. Ogdo grunted as he eased out of her cunt, and what felt like a gallon of his deposit spilled out, splattering against her thighs and the ground underneath her. His still hard prick now pressed against her other hole, rubbing slow circles around it before he pressed in.

Amelia did all she could to relax, but she still yelped when that wide tip worked its way inside of her.

“He’s never claimed this part of you, has he?” Ogdo asked, clearly not expecting the obvious answer. Amelia’s body clenched around the intrusion as it pushed deeper and deeper inside.

Amelia looked up through teary eyes at Andrew, who was panting and dripping sweat down his chest but still finding it in him to look hatefully upon Ogdo. “Hurt her, I hurt you when my leg is healed,” he threatened.

Ogdo responded by gripping Andrew on the chin, forcing him to look up at the alien. “I think we both know a little pain doesn’t seem to bother her.” He punctuated that phrase with a thrust, his cock bottoming out inside of her, and Amelia squealed but not with pain. Her cunt fluttered with the promise of another climax, the strange texture of Ogdo’s shaft rubbing up inside of her in new and arousing ways.

She knew she was going to climax with Ogdo fucking her ass. There was nothing she could do to stop it. Her hips rocked back against Ogdo, unable to resist feeling him so deep inside of her in new ways. Fighting against something that was this good wasn’t worth the effort. She swallowed and sucked her husband’s cock to at least keep her mouth occupied so she didn’t make too many embarrassing sounds, but no doubt he felt her moans against his length.

Andrew slumped back against the wall as his cock twitched in her mouth. “Amelia, I’m close,” the man whined. Amelia could hear in his voice how turned on he was, how his shaft swelled against her tongue. He likely only took as long as he did because of the drugs, Amelia always knew the best ways to pleasure him with her mouth.

Somehow getting her near numb fingers to move, Amelia reached up and gently pressed her thumb against his balls, massaging them softly so not to hurt him but to help push him over the edge.

“Oh! Oh, fuck, Amelia...”

At the last possible second, Ogdo snatched her by the hair and yanked her back, pulling him off his cock in time for Andrew to come all over her face and chest. His seed splashed heavily on her cheeks, dripping down her neck and over her nipples, marking her in such an obvious way.

It hadn’t been the first time Andrew had finished all over her like this, but it clearly wasn’t by his choice. He actually tried to get up, only to hiss as he was forced to sit back down, his fists balled up in barely held back rage.

Ogdo’s hips jerked and with an animalistic growl he buried himself in Amelia a final time. He bent down and sunk his teeth into Amelia’s shoulder. With the sensation of him pumping more cum up her ass and the pain of his bite, Amelia screamed as she orgasmed along with the giant beast. Her cunt spasmed again and again as she quite literally saw stars explode in front of her eyes.

When she finally regained conciousness, she was laying limp on the ground, Ogdo’s seed spilling out of both her ass and her cunt, Andrew’s seed drying on her skin. Amelia managed to turn her head around to see Ogdo sitting back on his haunches, each of his breaths coming out as a heavy pant as his cock was finally - finally - soft.

It was really over this time.

After the beast caught his breath, he silently stood and left the cave. Amelia rested her head on her husband’s lap, too exhausted to try redressing herself or even her husband. John continued stroking her hair until Ogdo returned, squeezing out a wet towel.

“Turn her over,” Ogdo demanded, and although Andrew’s jaw clenched, he did help Amelia roll over to her back.

For a brief second of fear, Amelia wondered if Ogdo was back for more, but all the beastly alien did was clean her up, gently wiping off semen from both men until the only thing left from their reluctant menage a trois was bruises from Ogdo’s tight grip and the bite mark on her shoulder.

Amelia swallowed, grateful for this small mercy. “Thank you,” she croaked, her voice raw from all the screaming and throat fucking.

“You held up your end of the deal, I don’t intend on backing down from mine. That’s not how I do things.”

Amelia was picked up and placed back on the wide cot, and moments later Andrew was laid down next to her, with an expression on his face like he’d accidentally eaten a bug because Ogdo had picked him up. Amelia curled up against her husband, breathing in his scent, barely able to keep her eyes open.

Unfortunately, this sweet intimacy between the two of them was interrupted by Ogdo plopping down by her other side. In minutes the bastard was snoring.

“I could kill him, I really could,” Andrew muttered under his breath.

“We need him right now, Andrew. Until help arrives.” Amelia nuzzled against Andrew’s chest. “We’ll get out of here soon. I promise.”

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Sleep was a wonderful comfort after all she’d been through that day. It was a deep, dreamless sleep, allowing her body some much needed rest. Unfortunately, that sleep was interrupted in the early hours of the next morning, when Amelia woke up to feeling Ogdo’s hardness prod harshly up against the back of her thigh before it pushed up between her legs.

Amelia winced as his shaft rubbed up against her sore pussy. Hadn’t he had enough already? He was sliding back and forth, dripping precum onto her slit.

“Ogdo...” Amelia warned before she opened her eyes. She was secretly grateful that Andrew was clearly dead out still, but she was this close to kicking back and hitting Ogdo right in the balls.

“Shhhh, let your mate sleep, Doctor Temple,” Ogdo whispered, his breath hot on the back of her neck. “He needs to heal, and I want you.”

Amelia whimpered before she clamped her hand over her mouth. God, she didn’t want Andrew to wake up. Not right now. Andrew wasn’t a light sleeper or anything, but he certainly wouldn’t be able to sleep through Amelia’s moaning and screaming as this beast took her again.

For now though, Ogdo seemed content with this though, his hips slowly rolling back and forth as his textured shaft rutted against her folds. The shape was perfect, touching all the right places and making her body quake.

“Why are you doing this? Why... why do you want me?” Amelia had to know. She didn’t understand. She didn’t meet the apparent beauty standards of Aonis, at least, not as far as she could tell.

Ogdo actually paused for a moment before he continued humping against her. “I wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you, doctor,” he growled into her ear. “You’re the first female I’ve ever wanted. Do you know how much I restrained myself while I was held captive on that damned metal box orbiting my home planet? Every time you entered my prison cell, I wanted to take you. Push you up against the glass, I would’ve even settled for my cock between your breasts if I had to. But I held back. Even as much as I wanted you, I held back... but when one is given a fruitful opportunity like this... they don’t say no.”

Amelia gasped as his cock pushed against her entrance, which was already soaking wet.

“And it seems your body wants me too.”

The alien’s cockhead popped inside and immediately started flooding her with his seed. Amelia’s eyes rolled back as tremors ran over her entire body. This sensation of being flooded with cum, and so much of it... Amelia climaxed while biting down on her palm and staring at her husband’s seemingly sleeping face.

Ogdo remained still until he’d finished breeding her, and then he pulled out, getting up. “I’ll get more supplies from the pod and find us something to eat.”

Amelia waited until she was sure Ogdo was gone before she spoke up.

“How... how long were you awake?”

Andrew sighed before he opened his eyes. “How could you tell?”

“You snore. Not loudly, but you do.” Amelia pressed her thighs together, grimacing at the stickiness of Ogdo’s release dripping between them once again. “You weren’t snoring anymore.”

“... I think even before you woke up. Ogdo wasn’t being that discreet. And even when you’re trying to be quiet, I know the sounds you make when you have an orgasm.”

God dammit. Amelia felt worse than dirt. Even if Andrew had told her it was okay, she felt like she was betraying him. “I’m so sorry,” Amelia said, a tear sliding down her cheek. “I’m so sorry, I let him... I let him do that to me, I’m so sorry...”

“Shhhh...” Andrew pulled her close. “Don’t be sorry. You’re doing this for me, so we don’t get killed out here.” His hands stroked down her ribs to her hips. “He might like your body, but I know it better than that big ape ever could. I know where this scar is from.” He tapped her navel with his middle finger. “Failed belly button piercing when you were sixteen, did it at a sleepover with your girlfriends. And I know if I touch your neck like this...” Andrew’s fingers stroked along her pulse point and Amelia melted, her eyes fluttering shut as he touched her with only the intimacy he could. “You turn into a trembling mess. Ogdo doesn’t know you, and he doesn’t own you. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Till death do us part.”

Amelia sobbed before she let herself be pulled into a tender kiss, Andrew’s mouth softly moving against hers as he wrapped his arms around her.

“I love you, Amelia,” he said when the kiss broke, and Amelia knew he meant it.

“I love you, Andrew. Till death do us part,” she whispered back.

They didn’t need to speak, they knew each other too well. They kissed again and again, feeling each other’s bodies up, running their fingers along scars that held a hundred stories, along each dip of muscle and every little curve and slope of their skin. It was slow, it was intimate, and it was everything Amelia needed.

It was a little difficult to navigate it, but soon enough Amelia’s thighs were wrapped around Andrew’s head and her face was right up against his groin, nuzzling against his proud erection. Although she was more than a little sore down there, Andrew’s tongue dove into her with precision and care, her body quaking as he lapped against her swollen clit. It was painful, but only in a good way. Amelia licked up and down his cock, taking her time. Ogdo would be gone for a while, she reasoned. Let them have this moment of intimacy.

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Of course, Ogdo was not actually gone. Why would he be? He knew just as well as Amelia that Andrew was awake. He was now just curious what his little humans would be up to when they thought they were alone.

It was worth giving them that time alone. Watching Andrew eagerly eat out Amelia while she reciprocated the oral pleasure was a new kind of excitement. They were truly devoted mates, even though they’d not taken a hot brand to each other to permanently mark them as forever, perhaps humans did things differently in that regard. Perhaps it was related to those matching silver rings on their left hands? Why would something so impermanent be a symbol of devotion though? Humans were weak.

But not these two. Their bond was strong.

When Amelia cried out with pure bliss of climax, Ogdo finally let the couple be on their own and headed to the escape pod. He didn’t really care when or if Andrew would finish, although if he didn’t he’d be surprised. Who could resist Amelia’s body like that?

There wasn’t much left. Some clothing, which Doctor Temple would appreciate. Although if Ogdo had it his way she’d stay naked all the time. Ready to be bent over and fucked whenever it struck his fancy, or Andrew’s for that matter. Nothing but a few pieces of jewelry, a coral necklace hanging down over her bare breasts, more rings that would be much fancier than that simple one on her left hand. Perhaps even a piercing in her tongue, it would likely feel amazing when she’d service him with her mouth.

That would be something they’d have to try tonight. After seeing her take her husband orally, Ogdo knew he’d have to try it.

So caught up in his fantasies, Ogdo almost missed seeing it. A petite, white metal cone with a switch on the side. It took a few minutes to realize what the writing on the side said, he might speak their language but he wasn’t that great at reading it.

EMERGENCY BEACON

Aha. So this is how they’d let their home base know where they were. Ogdo picked it up and tossed it in the air as he considered what to do. Of course he could turn it on, and in a few days Andrew and Amelia would be headed back to earth, their time on Aotis to become a distant memory.

... Or he could throw it into the pond. When Doctor Temple went looking for it, he’d just say there wasn’t one there. That this pod just wasn’t stocked with an emergency beacon. What a pity. But she didn’t need to worry - Ogdo would be there to take care of her and her mate, as long as she kept being good for him. He’d probably take her right then and there, lift her up and bounce her up and down on his cock until she was overflowing with his seed, her screams of pleasure echoing off the trees surrounding their little love nest.

Ogdo could take care of them. Both of them. It would take weeks for Andrew to fully heal, and even then, what could they do against the terrible wilds of this planet? Nothing. Humans died so easily, and they’d still need him. He’d let them stay together, of course. He wouldn’t threaten them with separation or steal Amelia away to leave Andrew to die. No, it would be rather nice to have them both with him. Once Andrew was fully healed, he’d likely be completely loyal to Ogdo as well. After all, he owed Ogdo his life. He could’ve let the man die on the Genesis station. And although he was still just a human, he was a capable, strong human. He’d help keep their den safe.

And every night they could both have Amelia. Ogdo could picture it now, him balls deep in her pussy while Andrew was allowed her ass or her mouth. Every night Ogdo fucking Amelia again and again until she was screaming for more, begging for his cock in every one of her holes. No doubt she’d catch, sooner or later. Whether it be with his child or Andrew’s, it didn’t matter. Her belly would swell so beautifully, her breasts fuller than ever. And she’d look at him with complete loyalty. She wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for him keeping them all safe. He was a reliable alpha, a perfect one.

There was only one thing for Ogdo to do.

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THREE DAYS LATER

As she washed up that morning, Amelia was starting to think Ogdo had no off switch. The moment he was back with more supplies, food, water, he had his cock stuffed in her one way or the other. Thankfully, there weren't any more marathons like that first time, but he still would orgasm two or three times before he was satisfied. The virility of the Aonis was something those blue pill companies would have to research.

Still, it could be worse, Amelia reckoned. He’d given her new clothes, just sweatpants and a shirt from the pod, but it was better than being naked... or running around in a pencil skirt, which was hardly comfortable over long periods of time. The food on this planet was actually quite delicious, Ogdo coming back with plenty of fresh fruits and meat to roast over a fire. He told Amelia if they stayed here much longer, he’d help them both learn how to hunt and gather as well. At least it would be something to do rather than staying in that cave all day, waiting for Ogdo to fuck her senseless again.

Amelia didn’t recognize the sound at first, she almost panicked when she realized what it was.

A ship. A small airship, meant for search and rescue.

Amelia leaped to her feet and scanned the skies, her heart beating wildly in her chest. The ship moved into view and Amelia squealed with delight. “Over here! Over here!” She shouted, waving her arms back and forth. They couldn’t hear her, maybe not even see her, but they were here.

The ship descended to an easy landing right next to the pod, and an emergency worker poked his head out and his eyes widened. Amelia recognized him as one of the interns aboard the Genesis, one who had been fortunate to be off visiting his husband when the asteroid storm hit.

“Doc! Holy shit, you’re alive!” The intern jumped out of the ship and grinned ear to ear. “We got the beacon signal a few days ago, sorry it took so long to get out here. It’s a mess up in the atmosphere. But hey, you look all right! Is there anyone with you?”

“My husband, he’s in the cave. His leg was broken during the escape,” Amelia laughed hysterically. She couldn’t help it. They could go home. “We didn’t have a Whitelight, please tell me there’s one aboard your ship.”

“Do we have any Whitelights? Hell, we got enough Whitelight power to resurrect Abraham Lincoln!” The intern cackled.

In a few minutes, Andrew was being loaded onto the ship, the Whitelight already shining on his broken leg as another of their rescuers was taking his vitals. Amelia couldn’t stop smiling. Luckily for them they showed up before Ogdo got back... speaking of Ogdo...

Amelia felt eyes on the back of her head. She turned, and she would’ve missed the alien, but she realized that one tree branch was a bit lower than it had been earlier. She looked up to see Ogdo staring at her. Like he did when they were back on Genesis. That silent, cold blue stare.

Then he smiled, waved goodbye, and he jumped off the branch and vanished into the greenery of the forest.

It hit Amelia right then that she’d not remembered to activate the beacon. And since Andrew had been immobile to his injury, there was only one person who could’ve turned it on.

Amelia smiled and waved goodbye back. She might have not seen Ogdo, but she felt his eyes on him until the ship’s door closed behind her.

Continued in Chapter 2

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