Surviving Aotis - Chapter 4

Chatpter 4: Meeting With Gein Rega

There was nothing different about Mak today, at least it didn’t feel like there was. Several Aonis were heading out for the daily hunting, the guards waved as Amelia passed by... but there was a knot in the pit of her stomach as they headed for the biggest longhouse in the village.

She’d only interacted with Rega the one time, which was when she first came to Mak. Of course she’d seen him afterwards, he was hard to miss, but he’d not tried to speak with her. She’d assumed he was just tolerating her because of Ogdo, but perhaps she’d gone a step too far by suggesting more scientists come to help with the study.

“... Ogdo, don’t make fun of me... but can you hold my hand?”

Ogdo glanced down, and although he looked amused for a second, his gaze softened when he saw how genuinely nervous Amelia was. His enormous hand slipped into hers and Amelia squeezed it tightly, using him to ground her.

She’d be okay. Ogdo wasn’t going to leave her. He promised. And one thing the Aonis was good about was his promises.

The door opened when Amelia and Ogdo got close. The Aonis woman behind it was one that Amelia had also seen around the village, usually right next to Rega. She was powerfully built but lean, tall with several tattoos on her left arm, stomach and legs. Her stone gray gaze flicked between the two of them.

“Ogdo... Amelia.” The woman opened the door the rest of the way and said something else in the Aonis language.

“We can come in,” Ogdo translated, bowing his head to the woman. “That is Gar Golder. Gein Rega’s first wife.”

Amelia nodded politely at her, but all she got in return from Golder was that cold stare.

The longhouse was cozy, as all of them tended to be, but there were several beastly things pinned to the wall - trophies from the Gein’s hunts. He was sitting at the fire pit, with a younger Aonis woman curled up next to him. She had a sweet smile across her pretty features, and her sapphire like eyes looked at Gein Rega with nothing but love.

Rega looked up to see Ogdo and he stood. God, he was huge. The woman next to him fell back and sat with Golder, who watched all of this impassively.

“Ogdo,” the chief grunted.

“Gein Rega,” Ogdo responded.

The two had a silent stare off... which was followed by Ogdo tackling Rega. Amelia yelped as the two looked like they were about to tear each other’s heads off and nearly ran from the hut when she heard the younger Aonis woman giggling.

“Am- Amelia!” the younger woman gestured for Amelia to come over. “Let’s let them play. Come here, I want to see you close!”

Relieved that it wasn’t just Ogdo who had learned her language, Amelia headed over to the two. The younger woman beamed and threw her braid over her shoulder. “I am Gar Kroled. But you can just call me Kroled. I am Rega’s second wife- do not worry, this is how they always greet each other.”

Amelia glanced over and realized that this wasn’t genuinely violent, even if it was quite rough - the two were laughing as they pushed each other about. She had seen male Aonis wrestling in the past, but she’d not really gotten much insight into it. “It’s nice to meet you, Kroled, I just didn’t expect such an energetic greeting,” she laughed nervously. “You speak English?”

“Ogdo taught me! He’s a wonderful teacher,” she batted her eyelashes in his direction, which distracted him long enough for Rega to knock him over again. She laughed before she reached for Amelia, brushing her fingers through the human’s hair. “I love your hair! It’s so pretty, like coals for a fire or the sun setting!”

Golder snorted and said something to Kroled, who blushed and looked down. “Golder says I fawn too much over new people. But you’re fine, you’ve been here for so long already, you’re clearly not a threat. I’m so excited to finally get to talk to you, I’m so busy with the food stores. Winter will be here in a while, and I think we’re ready, but better have too much than too little!”

Amelia found herself relaxing as Kroled chattered on, the Aonis woman was a sweetheart and Amelia knew she wasn’t in any danger from her. “I may have questions about that later, for my study, but for now... are you the Gein’s only wives?” she asked.

Kroled giggled and shook her head. “No, of course not! The Gein must have as many sons and daughters as he can, and he’ll need more than two mates for that! No, we’re just his favorites. The others are taking care of the children or on the hunt,” she explained.

Amelia nodded, mentally filing that away - she’d have to write down her notes later. “Are you... happy with the Gein?” she asked.

“Of course! I get to be with Golder all the time!” Kroled leaned up to nuzzle Golder’s neck, and Golder actually showed an emotion - embarrassment, as her cheeks went pink and she muttered something under her breath. “I love Golder very much, and because we’re both the Gein’s mates we can share the same bed and be with him at the same time. She’s shy about it, but she always is.”

Kroled kissed Golder on the cheek and Golder turned away, but there was a catch of a smile on her lips. Amelia smiled too, it was rather sweet to witness innocent lovebirds. Any form of non-heterosexual behavior was clearly normal among this tribe of the Aonis, Amelia had seen both female and male pairings during her short stay and they were treated no differently than the straight couples.

Ogdo and Rega finally settled down, both clearly in good spirits as they sat down. Ogdo, out of breath, gestured Amelia over. “Just had to get our normal greeting out of the way,” he said. Amelia nodded and headed over, curling up next to Ogdo. It just felt natural now, being so close to him.

Rega cleared his throat and looked directly at Amelia, studying her, analyzing her. He spoke and Ogdo translated.

“Gein Rega has been impressed so far with your behavior in his village. You’ve kept to your word, but he is unsure if he can trust any others. What will you do if your fellow scientists try to kidnap his people again?”

Amelia nodded, that fear was more than valid considering how they’d all started off. “I understand why you’d be afraid. But this time, I am in charge, and I wouldn’t allow anyone with that mindset into the study. I don’t want to treat you any worse than you’ve already been treated. If someone did manage to sneak into the study with that train of thought, I’d send them back to Earth immediately when I found out. That will never be tolerated, not again. I also offer to make any compensation- if your people need anything, I can have it brought from Earth. Whitelights for healing, medicines, food, anything. I’m going to make this right.”

Rega nodded slowly as Ogdo translated it back before he responded.

“Gein Rega believes you.” Ogdo looked genuinely relieved. “Perhaps when winter comes we’ll have more specific requests, but for now, Gein Rega thinks that some more of your Whitelights could be handy. We are battling for our lives every day out here. A device that could heal us in minutes rather than weeks or months would be incredibly useful.”

“I’ll put in an order then,” Amelia said. “And I’ll teach you to use them. You have been incredibly welcoming, and I’ve already learned so much. I hope to grow our relationship over the rest of this study until you can count humans as your allies. While I’m here, can I interview further for the study? You don’t have to, only if you’re comfortable.”

Gein Rega smiled when Ogdo translated and Amelia already knew that he had agreed.

The interview went surprisingly smooth. At one point Ogdo got up to ‘stretch his legs’ and he ended up placing the camera in the mouth of one of the trophies, in a perfect position to see the group but go unnoticed by Rega and his wives. Gein Rega was more than content to answer any question Amelia had, and for coming off as a powerful brute, he clearly was a lot more than that. He was careful with his words but intelligent, taking his time to answer any question Amelia had for him after thinking them through. Kroled got mischievous at one point and snuck up to give him a kiss and Rega just laughed and kissed her back, stroking her chest affectionately before letting her go back to cuddle up to Golder.

The amount of information Amelia acquired, put her leagues and bounds ahead of where she’d been, when she finally closed her notebook she’d filled what felt like a dozen or more pages. “You’ve been incredibly helpful, Gein Rega. I appreciate your assistance in this study,” she said, getting to her feet and preparing to leave.

Rega said something and Ogdo paused before he responded in a way that clearly meant he wanted Rega to repeat himself. Amelia frowned and glanced over to Rega’s wives for any context clues while Rega and Ogdo had a quiet discussion. Golder was still unreadable, but Kroled gave a lot more away - her eyes had lit up and there was quite an excited smile on her face.

“Erm...” Ogdo cleared his throat to get Amelia’s attention back on him. “Gein Rega has another proposition. Before he sends you back to your base camp, he would like to mate with you.”

What!? Amelia’s jaw dropped. Mate swapping was that common among the Aonis?! Then again, it made a lot of Ogdo’s behavior make sense. Of course it wasn’t a big deal she was sleeping with both him and her husband, and why it wasn’t such an outlandish proposition for her to give him her body that first time they’d landed on this planet oh so long ago.

“If I say no, how pissed is he going to be?” she asked Ogdo.

Ogdo shook his head. “Not at all, he told me it would be just fine for you to leave. But it would mean a lot for my position in the village. Sharing your mate with your Gein is an honor, and it would certainly make my people trust you more.”

Amelia chewed her bottom lip as she considered her options. She needed the people here to trust her, that was without question, but Andrew had only given his approval for her to sleep with Ogdo, not Rega. She wasn’t sure she’d get the chance for this opportunity again, but she didn’t feel right not clearing it with Andrew. However...

She glanced up at the camera. No doubt he’d heard the whole conversation. Now would he be able to catch onto what she wanted?

There was a pause... then the camera flashed twice. It was so quick you’d blink and miss it, but Amelia didn’t, and neither did Ogdo. Amelia’s shoulders sagged with relief before she looked up at Rega. “Tell him I am all right with us mating,” she said.

Ogdo translated and Rega beamed. He said something to his wives, who both got up. Ogdo stepped back and away as Amelia had both Kroled and Golder boxing her in.

“This will be very fun, Doctor Temple, I promise,” Kroled reassured Amelia, affectionately stroking her back.

Golder’s firm gaze was still intimidating, but she switched it from Amelia to Ogdo and said something quite snappy. For a second Amelia was worried Golder wasn’t okay with it, but Kroled translated, “She’s telling Rega to be careful with you. You’re smaller than an Aonis woman, she doesn’t want you to get hurt.”

That was somewhat comforting. Amelia held still as the two women continued to affectionately pat her back, as if to soothe her. Then Golder made the first move of unbuttoning Amelia’s labcoat, letting it fall to the floor. Kroled followed up by pulling Amelia’s shirt off and over her head, gasping quietly at Amelia’s dark purple bra. “So pretty,” Kroled cooed as she ran her fingers over the straps before clasping one of the cups. “You need to ship some of these from Earth too! I want one!”

Amelia would’ve responded, but Kroled’s feather light touch was already making her go weak at the knees. No self discovery there, Amelia had known she was bisexual since she was a teenager, but Amelia’s brain was already starting to go fuzzy as Kroled stroked her breasts, marveling at how soft and smooth her skin was.

Golder wasn’t nearly so soft about it. At least from her position behind Amelia she could easily remove the bra, which joined the rest of Amelia’s clothes on the floor. Amelia’s jeans were unbuttoned next, pushed down past her thighs with her underwear. Golder didn’t waste time, her firm hands grasping Amelia’s ass and squeezing briefly before pushing the pants down the rest of the way.

She’d been fully stripped by both women, and Golder brushed the back of her knuckles against Amelia’s womanhood before stepping back, saying something to Kroled which had her back off too. Amelia now stood nude in the center of the room, and while the women had been getting her ready, Rega had taken off his kilt and was stroking his truly gigantic cock. It was only half hard but it was already larger than Ogdo’s. The Gein had no reason to be ashamed of his body, scarred and powerful, and Amelia squirmed under his penetrating gaze.

Rega flicked his head back as if to beckon her forward, and like pulled on a string, Amelia walked forward. She knelt before the Gein, bowing her head in submission. Rega’s battle hardened hand stroked her hair before she was picked up. She was truly helpless in his hands, Rega pulled her into his lap like she didn’t weigh more than a feather.

Amelia surprised herself and possibly Rega by initiating the first kiss, but it didn’t take long for Rega to dominate it. The strength behind his lips had her melting, there was a tenderness about it but there was no denying Rega’s power right now. The giggling from Kroled faded into white noise as Rega felt up Amelia’s body, squeezing her breasts and pawing at her thighs and hips. Rega’s sharp teeth scraped her bottom lip and Amelia moaned - as Gein he’d taken a file to his teeth and turned them into a mouth of fangs. Deadly sharp, but so, so good.

Rega pulled from the kiss and suddenly Amelia was thrown onto the ground, almost hard enough to knock the air from her lungs. Golder snapped something at Rega that needed no translation - be careful ! Rega just grinned at his first wife before he pounced on Amelia. He grabbed her legs and pushed them back, back, back until Amelia was past bent in half. Rega gave a command and although Amelia didn’t understand the words, she got the meaning and grabbed her calves to hold them back, leaving herself completely exposed to Rega.

His thumb swiped between her lower lips, the Gein humming in appreciation at how wet she already was. Rega pushed his thumb entirely inside of her and Amelia couldn’t stop that whine from escaping. Somehow everything felt more intense with her bent like this. Rega pushed the digit in and out of her before he pulled it out and grabbed his cock.

When that rubbed up between her folds, Amelia’s eyes rolled back and she moaned . It felt far too big. If Ogdo barely fit, Rega was going to ruin her. But somehow that just made this encounter all the more exciting. The fat tip oozed precum onto her pussy, each drop making his rutting against her smoother.

His first attempt to enter he didn’t go in. There was too much resistance. But he barked an order to Kroled, who approached with a pewter jar. He rubbed his fingers inside of it, coming back with a dripping substance which Rega then rubbed up and down Amelia’s pussy.

Something about that substance made Amelia’s body feel warm . Almost too warm, she was panting and squirming in a matter of seconds, and once Rega started grinding up against her again, she felt her arousal splash up against her own thighs. Partially lubrication, partially some form of aphrodisiac? Either way, it worked.

Rega’s thick cock pushed into her entrance, growing in pressure before he finally popped inside... and Amelia had an orgasm. Her body jerked as a loud moan echoed off the walls of the Gein’s home. Lights flashed in front of her eyes and when her focus returned, Rega slid a few more torturous inches inside of her.

“R-Rega... ahhhh...” Amelia’s eyes rolled back again as he pulled out near entirely before he bucked his hips forward again, getting even deeper inside of her this time. His shaft wasn’t even halfway inside of her yet and she already felt filled to the brim.

Rega purred something in appreciation and Amelia felt her skin burn even more. It didn’t need translation - the way his length throbbed inside of her, he was now understanding the appeal of fucking a human woman.

Amelia dug her fingers into her calves as Rega sunk in and out of her, taking it slow but the power behind each movement would’ve sent her flying if he didn’t have such a good grip on her middle. She nearly swooned when she realized his fingertips were touching - both of his hands could surround her torso without any real problem. He was undeniable in every way.

And he was going to claim her until she couldn’t think anymore.

Each time he buried himself inside of her, he managed to fit another inch of himself inside, Amelia’s body giving in to his invasion. Amelia couldn’t help but watch, watch her stomach bulge as he thrust in and out of her, intent on getting all of him inside of her. Each thrust he came closer to that.

And Amelia wanted him to.

“Please, please, Rega, fill me up,” the woman moaned as he pounded into her, starting to apply far more force in an attempt to get those last few inches in. “Put it all in me...”

It wasn’t only Amelia that didn’t need a translator anymore. Rega grinned before he pulled back, just the very tip inside of her still, and then he slammed into her, his swollen balls slapping right up against her backside as he finally, finally bottomed out.

Amelia couldn’t even scream, she felt too much. All that managed to escape was the tiniest of squeaks as Rega growled in the purest of pleasures. His cock pulsed inside of her, she could feel it in the deepest parts of her body.

She did scream when he slammed into her again, but that was from being tipped over the edge of bliss again. Her body twitched and writhed as Rega fucked her through this second orgasm, shuddering as her arousal squirted on her thighs. She couldn’t think of a time she’d cum like that before, her body still getting hit with powerful aftershocks each time Rega slammed into her womb.

He wanted to breed her. Make her one of his own mates. Mark her up so much that not even Ogdo could please her anymore. She was just a perfect little sex sleeve for her new mate, and she couldn’t get enough. Her hips tried to shift to meet his thrusts, but in this position, she couldn’t do much but stay still and take it. Not that that was a problem, Rega was using her so damn well, the ridges and bumps on his cock rubbing up so deep inside of her and making her quake and cry out each time he breached her.

Rega snarled as his thrusts began to become frenzied, his precum and her juices ran down from their junction. Amelia knew what was coming next, and the way her body heated up, she was enthralled and eager. “Cum in me, Gein Rega,” Amelia gasped, that pinnacle of arousal getting so close just by thinking about it. “Fill me... fill me up with your seed!”

Rega roared and plowed into her one last time before she felt it - so much semen, pouring inside of her, unable to escape save for a few spurts overflowing from her pussy and dripping down. His hips twitched a bit, like he was trying to pack all his seed inside of her, each load as big as the last. The sensation of being filled with his cum sent Amelia over the edge and she wailed the Gein’s name as she climaxed so hard she nearly drew her own blood from where she was holding onto her legs.

When he finally released her and let her body lay limp on the floor, Amelia nearly blacked out... until she felt a far more familiar set of hands grab onto her.

“Ogdo?” Amelia’s eyes flickered back open as she was hauled up off the ground... and then they popped wide as she was lowered down on Ogdo’s massive erection. He slid right in, his cock making her oversensitive body jolt at the sensation of being filled again. “Gah- Ogdo!”

“You think I could just leave you like that and not help myself? You’re nowhere near satisfied, Doctor Temple,” Ogdo teased. “I think you need to cum a few more times before we can go back to your camp.”

“Ogdo, you-”

Ogdo bucked his hips up into her and Amelia screamed, throwing her arms over his shoulders and forgetting any excuses she could think up. “Fuck , Ogdo!”

The giant Aonis bounced her up and down on his massive cock, handling her so perfectly, his teeth grazing that spot on her neck that made her go weak. She let herself be used by him, let him pound her cum-filled pussy. His cock pushed in and forced Rega's cum to seep out.

There was a command from Rega and Ogdo nodded before he got Amelia to untangle her arms from his neck. “Relax, we’ll hold you up,” Ogdo reassured her before he turned her around.

Rega was erect again, and there was a smug expression on his face as Ogdo pulled out and Amelia whined, her body desperate to be filled again. Rega grabbed onto her shoulders and eased her down so she was dangling between the two giant Aonis males, and when Ogdo sunk back inside of her pussy, Rega’s cock brushed up against her mouth, obvious it wanted to fill her up there too.

It tasted of both his seed and her own slick, and that taste just turned her on even more. Amelia happily licked up and down the length, hanging limp between the two men as she cleaned Rega's shaft before she wrapped her lips around the fat tip. It was a strain on her jaw, but she let them do most of the work - as Ogdo pulled out, Rega would thrust into her mouth, and whenever Rega retreated, Ogdo would pound right back into her pussy. She never went unfilled.

What was Andrew thinking right now? Was he in shock watching his wife being handled so roughly, in ways that would leave her sore and aching for potentially weeks? Or was he pleasuring himself again, thrusting into his own hand as he enjoyed the show she was putting on for him?

That thought, the thought of her husband jerking off to his wife being pounded in both directions, triggered her orgasm. Her pussy spasmed as she choked on Rega’s cock. Ogdo’s balls slapped up against her as he started pumping her full of his own cum. He pulled out right at the end, a few more shots of seed splattering across her back, and he said something to Rega in their native language. Rega grinned before he pulled out of Amelia’s throat.

Amelia was lowered to her hands and knees while the two Aonis switched places. Now when Amelia was licking Ogdo’s cockhead while Rega thrust his cock into her messy pussy.

She was going to be a wreck before these two men were done. Keeping one hard and ready with her tongue and lips, while the other was deadset on breeding her cunt. When Ogdo got too close to finishing in her mouth, he actually pulled out and rubbed his leaking precum over her face, so Amelia could feel his manhood and smell his scent. Rega groaned and his cock pulsed inside of her, shooting what felt like a gallon of seed inside of her. Ogdo barely waited for Rega to pull out before he pushed his cock back into her mouth. Not a drop was allowed to leave her.

Her belly was bloated from how much her womb was filled. It almost looked like she was becoming pregnant. Amelia didn’t really have the brainpower to think much past that, all her mind was focused on was how good it felt to have these men deposit this much seed into her and how heavy their cocks felt on her tongue.

Swelled, filled in both ends, Rega had fallen back. The massive Aonis gein was out of breath, sweat dried on his brow and his chest, his cock finally soft as he just enjoyed watching. Amelia was still on her hands and knees, her arms and legs sore and trembling as she whimpered under Ogdo’s form.

“One last load for you, Amelia,” Ogdo murmured. “Take it, take it all...”

She felt his cock pulse inside her, and Amelia whined as another orgasm was wrung out of her - by this time it was nearly painful, but it didn’t matter. She loved it. She loved all of it. When Ogdo finally pulled out, she collapsed, unable to hold her own weight any longer. Semen poured out of her her pussy. She squeezed internally multiple times, forcing globs of cum to stream from her worn pussy and run down her thighs to wet the ground. The last thing she remembered was Ogdo affectionately patting her back before she just blacked out.

---

When she woke, it was to talking. Specifically, Andrew and Ogdo talking.

“So, this movie came out literally a thousand years ago - 1933. Archivists preserved it for future generations. I was actually considering film studies back before I decided I wanted to go into the military instead.”

“Hmmm. It’s like the pictures Amelia takes with her camera... only a lot less color.”

“Ogdo, it’s a thousand years old. This is as good as it’s going to get for that time period. Shut up and enjoy the popcorn.”

Amelia sat up slowly, grimacing at how stiff her body was. She’d been clearly washed and changed while she was sleeping off the sex marathon, dressed in a pair of her sweatpants and one of Andrew’s old t-shirts. Her favorite one to steal from him, since it was nice and worn down so it was soft.

She wondered if her brain was broken when she looked into the living room to see Ogdo and Andrew, just chilling on the couch, across from the video display, enjoying a giant bowl of popcorn. Amelia’s legs felt like spaghetti as she got up, but she made her way over.

Andrew glanced up. “Oh, right on time for the movies. Ginger, how you doing? You okay?”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be horny again,” Amelia joked weakly as she leaned up against the couch arm. That was a lie, but right now she was beat. “Are you seriously making Ogdo watch King Kong?”

Andrew threw up his hands. “Hey, I’m not making him do anything.”

“That’s correct. Your mate offered to show me why he calls me King Kong.” Ogdo nodded at the screen. “I suppose I’m also going to learn about your culture while you study mine.”

“And my husband’s weakness for movies that were literally made before we went to Earth’s moon,” Amelia teased. She looked fondly at the pair of them now. Things had changed ever since their first crash landing on this planet. At the time, Amelia had loathed Ogdo, never wanted to see him again even if her body craved him. But right now...

She ended up crawling across both their laps, resting her head on Andrew’s lap and getting cozy. Andrew knew this position, recognized it as Amelia’s craving for cuddles and started to stroke her hair, but Ogdo actually seemed to go tense in shock. Amelia glanced back at him. “You’re both taking up the couch and I want to watch the movie too. You want me to move, Ogdo?” she asked.

Ogdo seemed to pause for a moment before he shook his head, letting his hand rest on her hip. “You can stay,” he murmured.

Amelia smiled and “How many King Kong films did you download?” she asked.

Andrew grinned. “As many as are still available to be watched.”

Well... at least that meant she didn’t have to move anytime soon.

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Strange.

Amelia thought this study would feel like an eternity. But the moment she got comfortable - really comfortable... it went by all too quickly. Two earth years, seven hundred thirty days. And there was only two of those days left.

When she looked in the mirror, Amelia could scarcely recognized herself anymore. She’d forgone her labcoats for the skirts and kilts favored by the Aonis women. Her freckles now covered her chest and arms, as most of the time she went topless. Her story to the other researchers was that she was blending into the culture. Wasn’t wrong. Wasn’t entirely right.

She liked how Andrew and Ogdo looked at her when she dressed like that. She’d even gotten a piercing on her tongue, something that drove both Andrew and Ogdo wild whenever she went down on them. And she had a tattoo across her breast, one that resembled the vials she put her samples in, courtesy of Golder. It had been a present to her after Amelia helped Golder deliver her son, a rambunctious little rascal named Aema.

Amelia felt more like an Aonis woman than a human one now. But the study was up. At least this segment of it, there was a laboratory being set up on Aotis, but as Amelia had frantically campaigned for, Earth would not colonize Aotis. It was already owned by its people, and they didn’t need humans claiming it for themselves.

It was time for Amelia to go home and publish her findings. She’d finished up the papers over the last few weeks. The woman in charge of the new laboratory, Dr. Jin Ito, had Amelia’s full confidence that all future studies would be done with the Aonis’ cooperation.

It was time to go home.

It was time to leave Ogdo behind.

Amelia was working on getting the pod ready for transport back to the main ship when Ogdo came out of the trees. She didn’t need to explain what she was doing, but she still looked away when she said, “Well. Two years went by pretty fast, right?”

“That... they have.” Ogdo’s heavy footsteps came up behind her, stopping so close she could feel his breath on the back of her head. “Are you looking forward to it?”

Amelia swallowed. “... Well, there’s a lot I miss about Earth. My family, friends. Everything’s familiar there.” She still didn’t look back at him.

“When are you leaving?” Ogdo asked.

“Tomorrow.”

There was a pause before Ogdo rested his hand on her shoulder. “Then I’ll be back here tonight to say goodbye to both you and Andrew.”

Finally Amelia looked back at him. Like always, Ogdo was an impossible read, carefully masking any expression that could reveal what he was really thinking. Was he considering smashing the pod to pieces in an attempt to get her to stay here forever with him? Was he ready to get on with his life, find a real mate?

“I hope it’ll be a memorable one,” she finally settled on saying.

A twinkle shown in Ogdo’s eye and he chuckled quietly. “I have an idea on how to make that be, Amelia,” he said, giving her a quick kiss to the head before he turned back.

Amelia waited until he was gone before turning back to her packing. Andrew came out of the pod a minute later. “What’s King Kong want?” he said, the nickname not nearly containing the malice it once did.

“He’ll be back tonight. For a goodbye.” Amelia shuddered and shut her eyes. “I don’t know how I feel right now.”

Andrew wrapped his arms around her in a welcome embrace, one she returned wholeheartedly. “That’s okay, ginger. You’ll put a name to it soon. I dunno, I think I’m going to miss this planet a bit too.” He ran his fingers through her hair. “I think... everything that’s happened here, good and bad? It’s just made things better between us.”

Amelia nodded. “I know it has.” Not even including how their sex life had become even more satisfying, she felt like she trusted Andrew even more. All the twists and turns had just brought them closer. She wouldn’t have changed a thing. Well, maybe the crash landing that started all this in the first place, she would’ve changed a bit of that.

But even if it had gotten off to a rocky start, Amelia knew there was only one way it could end.

The sun was starting to set when Ogdo returned, and he paused at the pod when he realized neither Amelia or Andrew were in there. “Amelia? Andrew?” he called out their names.

“Hey, King Kong, over here.”

Ogdo turned and smirked when he realized where Andrew was chilling outside of. The cave. The cave where it had all began. The Aonis waved before he hurried up. “Who’s idea was this?” he said.

“All Amelia. What’s in the bag?” Andrew eyed the canvas bag with mild suspicion.

Ogdo sighed before he opened it up and took out the heaviest object in there - a bottle of liquor. “It’s a goodbye present. What, do you think I’m coming here to bludgeon you both to death?”

A soft giggle interrupted the bickering.

“Will you two stop posturing already and get in here?”

Ogdo snickered quietly as Andrew sighed and flicked his head back before he headed back into the cave. Ogdo was not far behind.

Amelia was lounging on the mattress she’d dragged in there earlier that day, dressed only in her skirt. She smiled up at both men as they came in before she got to her feet. She walked up to him and set her hand on his chest.

“... I want to thank you, Ogdo.”

The Aonis could’ve been bowled over with a feather with how surprised he was. Amelia nodded and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “You followed your end of the deal. You’ve protected me. And whatever you want tonight, it’s yours... will that be a good enough thank you?” she asked, cocking her head to the side.

Ogdo glanced over at Andrew, who shrugged. “If you just want me gone for tonight...”

“No. Absolutely not.”

Ogdo thought for a moment longer before he smirked.

“Andrew. Take Amelia with me, tonight. Together. Let’s make her a mess together.”

The unconventional trio hadn’t actually crossed that line yet. It was Amelia and Ogdo followed by Andrew, Ogdo watching Andrew and Amelia, Andrew watching Amelia and Ogdo. Ogdo and Amelia had even watched Andrew get sucked off by a very mischief and possibly tipsy Kroled during a fertility festival earlier that year.

Amelia had never taken both her husband and her Aonis lover at the same time. But she sure as hell wasn’t going to say no. She nodded before she headed back over to the mattress.

“Take me, then.”

Andrew got there first, pulling Amelia into his lap and pressing their lips together in a hungry kiss. His tongue fit into her mouth and she sighed. A moment later she felt the mattress bow behind her and there was Ogdo. She broke from the kiss and her head was turned around so her mouth was now dominated by Ogdo’s, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip.

Both sets of hands explored her body, Andrew’s squeezing her breasts, Ogdo kneading her ass. Amelia melted between the two of them, resting against Ogdo’s massive chest while grinding into Andrew’s lap. Sandwiched between the two of them felt perfect. Why hadn’t they done this sooner?

Andrew got a wicked gleam in his eye before he glanced up. “Ogdo, can you pick her up? I got an idea.”

Ogdo smirked against Amelia’s mouth before he broke from the kiss. “How should I be positioning her?” he asked.

“So she’s basically sitting on my shoulders.”

Before Amelia could have any input on this plan, Ogdo’s arms wrapped around her middle and hauled her up. Andrew tugged her skirt off and placed Amelia’s thighs on his shoulders, licking his lips in anticipation. “Hold her still, don’t let her move,” he said before he dove right in, tongue pushing inside of her pussy and hungrily eating her out.

Amelia squealed and instinctively did buck, but Ogdo’s grip was iron strong - she couldn’t move a little bit. Andrew was like a man starving with how eagerly he ate her out, moaning as her arousal dripped into his mouth. The tip of his tongue danced around her engorged clit and already Amelia was tipping over the edge, crying out with her climax... but unlike she could normally, she couldn’t escape. Andrew kept going, licking her cunt through her entire orgasm and right into the next one.

She was now screaming, her thighs squeezing onto Andrew’s head as she both wanted him to keep going and to stop. Already so sensitive, she nearly sobbed as Andrew fucked her with his tongue, moving it in and out and groaning as he felt her inner walls spasm.

“Andrew... please, I can’t take it, oh fuck...” Amelia teared up a bit as Andrew did not stop. He sucked on her folds, even pressed a finger against the furl of her asshole to stimulate her there. She was writhing under all this attention, and she nearly blacked out by the time Andrew pulled off of her.

Ogdo had been watching with eagerness, his kilt fully tented with his arousal. “Now that was a show,” he said.

Andrew wiped off his lips as he lowered Amelia back down to the mattress. “I’m good at what I do,” he said before he unzipped his pants. “Did you bring lube or am I going to have to scramble back to the pod for some?”

Ogdo snorted. “I brought oil. Obviously.”

Amelia finally came back to reality. “How was that obvious?” she mumbled, still panting. Her cunt was almost sore with how vigorously Andrew had gone down on her, but it now ached for something more.

Ogdo smirked. “Did you really think my goodbye was just going to be a bottle of alcohol?” he teased as he undid his belt and threw his kilt across the room. He then went through the bag and pulled out a smaller jar of oil, meant specifically for sexual encounters. He slathered it up and down his cock.

Meanwhile Andrew had undressed, his hand fisting his own erection. “Amelia, you good?” he asked quietly.

Amelia nodded, a bit dizzy but she was perfect. All those orgasms chained together? “Are... are you both going to be inside of me?” she asked, her words almost slurring together a bit from how high she was from all the earlier pleasure.

Ogdo’s finger pressed right up against her asshole and Amelia whined. “I’ll be in here...” the Aonis growled into her ear.

Andrew rubbed the tip of his cock against her folds. “And I’ll be in here,” he groaned before he slid right in, finding it an easy fit with how turned on she was still. Amelia barely finished moaning from the sensation of her husband inside of her when, with a single punch of his hips, Ogdo pushed inside of her ass and her mind just went blank.

Both of them filling her up so good. She couldn’t even breathe she felt so stretched open. Andrew pulled her into a sloppy kiss, one that tasted exactly like her arousal. “I thought you couldn’t get any tighter,” Andrew moaned as he pulled back.

Ogdo chuckled and rolled his hips slowly in and out. “Her mates, both inside of her - are driving her mad. She wants to be filled, doesn’t she?”

“Please,” Amelia begged, her cunt twitching in anticipation. “Both of you, please fuck me.”

Andrew nodded before he thrust forward, forcing the air out of her lungs. Before she could recover, Ogdo slammed into her ass and sent her eyes rolling back. The two men moved her back and forth, filling her pussy one moment and her ass the next.

All this time on this planet had taught Andrew another trick - he’d learned to edge himself to keep up with the libido of the Aonis. So he held her still just for the few moments he needed to get control while Ogdo kept fucking her ass, his cock sliding in and out before the beast finally released a torrent of cum inside of her.

Amelia trembled at the sensation of being stuck on Andrew’s cock while Ogdo’s bred her ass, and all it took was for Andrew’s finger to press firmly up against her clit to send her over the edge, shaking and whimpering both Andrew’s and Ogdo’s names as she shuddered in orgasm.

“Aren’t you hot like this,” Andrew said, rubbing his thumb against her cheek. “You’re a mess right now, babe.”

Amelia nodded, unable to string together any words. Andrew started thrusting inside of her again and Amelia groaned, throwing her head back and having it rest on Ogdo’s chest.

The Aonis’ manhood plunged inside of her, now even more lubricated by his cum that dripped down her cheeks and thighs. Both men jerked her back and forth, using her as their perfect cock sleeves.

But even with Andrew learning new tricks for endurance, he couldn’t last forever. “Amelia, I’m getting close,” he moaned, his thrust becoming erratic.

“Inside of me, please,” Amelia begged. She loved being filled with cum now, the warmth inside, the sensation of it oozing out of her when they were done, she couldn’t get enough of it. And Andrew was more than happy to oblige, slamming inside of her a few more times before his hips went still.

His teeth suddenly met her shoulder and Amelia quietly cried out as Andrew pumped his seed deep inside while he bit her hard enough to bruise, his body quaking with his powerful orgasm.

Amelia felt Ogdo grin before she was yanked off of Andrew’s cock and she felt Ogdo’s slide against her pussy. He didn’t put it in her, not entirely - just the head. And he timed it just right so that his climax burst the moment he was inside. The sensation of his seed mingling with her husband’s, made her orgasm one final time, her throat too sore to do anything more than quietly groan as she felt his cock pulse and his seed poured inside of her.

She was wrecked. Nice and proper. Bred by her... well. Her mates. One forever, one just temporary.

The three flopped back in the mattress, Amelia dozing off on the spot.

Andrew and Ogdo stayed awake a bit longer, catching their breaths. Ogdo finally glanced over to Andrew.

“You’re lucky to have such a good mate,” he said.

Andrew was taken off guard by Ogdo’s frankness there. But he smiled. “She’s one of the best out there,” he agreed, running his fingers through her hair.

Ogdo sighed but he seemed at peace. “Take care of her. Back on Earth.”

“... maybe one day we’ll come back for a vacation,” Andrew lied. He had a feeling he and Amelia would never be coming back here. They’d make plans, and they’d throw the idea out there to come back to say hi to Ogdo, but it would just never come to fruition. Not unless something insane happened.

Like an out of nowhere asteroid storm. Heh.

Ogdo sighed, but he seemed to accept the lie for what it was - an empty comfort. “Goodnight, Andrew.”

“Night, Ogdo.”

Andrew fell asleep not too long after that. By the time both he and Amelia woke up, Ogdo was gone.

Amelia felt his side of the bed, now long cooled. “... I think I’m going to miss him,” she mumbled softly before she glanced back at Andrew shamefully. “Is there something wrong with that?”

Andrew thought for a second before he shook his head. “Nah. I don’t think so, anyway. He might’ve been a pain in the ass. But I think he really did like you... and you certainly liked him sometimes.”

Amelia nodded, swallowing audibly before she got to her feet. She ran her fingers over the bruises on her body, although which ones were from Ogdo and which were from Andrew were now impossible to tell, they all ran together.

“Let’s go home.”

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TWO MONTHS LATER

Dr. Amelia Temple was a celebrity in the scientific community.

The paper had been more than a hit. People were asking her to speak at colleges or science retreats. The money poured in from Achilles Labs. She was up for dozens of awards. No doubt her work on Aotis would fully cement her name in history.

If only there hadn’t been one final snag.

Amelia groaned as she sat in her bathroom, curled up next to the toilet. She’d been sick all week. To be fair, she hadn’t been feeling herself ever since she left Aotis. Initially this was chalked up to stress, and then she figured it had to be her body readjusting to Earth’s atmosphere and food... and now she was just assuming she was dying.

Seriously! All she did was go into the kitchen to make some toast, but the moment she smelled bread, she had to go hurl. It reminded her of her mom’s pregnancy stories, when she was expecting Amelia she apparently couldn’t go near a bakery without needing to...

Oh. No.

Amelia did the math in her head. Again, a skipped period could be down to stress... but two skipped periods in a row?

She got up to her feet. “House computer, delivery, NOW... pregnancy test,” she croaked out. Andrew was out running some errands, but she couldn’t wait for him to get back. She had to know now, before she told him.

The hour in between putting the order in and staring at the little white stick felt like a lifetime.

When it beeped, she already knew what it was going to say.

PREGNANT

... So who was the father?

The End

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