Birds of Prey - Hetero Edition

He leaned down so that he could plant a sucking kiss on her narrow shoulder, suddenly overcome with a strange, aggressive desire for her. He bit her gently, her flush scales felt strange against his teeth, and he crawled his lips up her slender neck as he licked and mouthed. She responded by cooing excitedly, rolling her head back to expose her throat to him, delighting in the sensation of his warm tongue raking such a vulnerable area of her anatomy. Perhaps he wanted to pay her back for her attitude up to this point, or maybe it was her lustful pleas, but he felt a fresh heat rising up inside of him that compelled him onwards. Before he knew it, he had lifted her like a doll and had flung her into a pile of cushions closer to the wall, her light fame bouncing as she landed. She yelped, her feathers flaring in surprise, but it was a cry of desire rather than one of discomfort or fear.

Jaeger crawled closer to her and took her hips in his hands roughly, taking a moment to stroke her smooth skin as he repositioned her. Her tail waved back and forth as she peered up at him from her nest of pillows, her breasts heaving with the rapid rise and fall of her chest. There was such hunger in her eyes, such carnality, her body ripe and ready for him as she craned her neck to meet his gaze. The other members of her flock had shuffled closer to get a better view, and the fact that they were watching seemed to embarrass her, her crown of feathers fluttering in purple with a hint of pink as she glanced over at them briefly. She always tried to appear so tough and in control, this was all running contrary to the persona that she had crafted for herself. Perhaps her friends already knew that she had a sensitive side, but it was news to Jaeger.

He couldn't hold back any longer, Coza parting her thighs in invitation to him, exposing the sliver of glistening pink between the pale green of her scaly labia. He took a firm grip and thrust his shaft against her lips, rubbing up and down. She gripped it in her hand and guided it towards her opening, Jaeger grunting as his exposed glans slid into her pillowy tunnel. He pressed deeper, Coza moaning depravedly in her high-pitched voice as his member was engulfed, half of his length now buried inside her quivering reaches.

It felt like a dozen warm tongues were sliding all around him, slippery and coated in her honeyed emissions, the walls of her passage in perpetual motion as they shifted and struggled to accommodate his girth. He pressed her deeper into the bed as he leaned more of his weight on her, planting a fist into the mattress not far from her head to support himself and making her jump, Coza shivering with anticipation.

"Deeper," she begged, "fill me up."

With a primal snarl, Jaeger did as she asked, thrusting his hips forwards. Her insides clung to him like a latex glove, the pleasure enough to make him falter as her slimy insides raked up his shaft and his glans crushed her clitoris against the roof of her passage.

Her little body shook, her flexible spine arching and her tail coiling into a spiral, then uncoiling again like a snake playing dead. He could practically see the flood of ecstasy as it washed over her, her toes clenching and her feather sheaths fluttering in random patterns as her reptilian pupils expanded into dark circles. Every muscle in her body tensed like she was being electrocuted, including the ones in her nethers, it was like being stroked through a barrier of wet velvet.

She slowly relaxed back down into the pile of cushions, going limp, her breathing ragged. Jaeger hesitated, wondering if he might have gone too far.

"M-more," she whispered, reaching down and gripping his wrists as if to prevent him from pulling away. The feather sheaths on her forearms wrapped around him, tightening to the point that they left welts in his skin.

He didn't see a reason to hold back any longer, and so he found a slow, punishing rhythm. He gripped her hips and used the leverage to pull her light frame into him, sliding her along his shaft, the dull thud when he bottomed out inside of her making her quiver and whine. He could actually see himself moving beneath her skin, a subtle bump appearing below her navel when she took him to the hilt, only visible due to the heavy shadow in the room.

"Harder," she growled, the grip of her feather sheaths tightening around his wrists like manacles. She snaked her thick tail up between his legs and curled it around his butt, applying more force to his thrusts with surprising strength.

Their flesh slapped together with an audible clap, her flowing juices oozing around his shaft as he filled her to capacity, leaving it nowhere else to go. She released his wrists, running her fingers across his chest and belly as he moved atop her, admiring his body.

"Your skin is so wet," she mumbled, "so smooth and hot..."

She reached up as high as she could and licked his throat, tasting the salt, his sudor raining down on her scaly figure with every rock of his hips. She seemed more relaxed now, she had gotten used to having him splitting her open, lying in the pillows as she watched him covetously and basked in the sensations.

She whined with disappointment as he pulled out of her, leaving her empty and wanting, her copious fluids clinging to his cock in a thick rope of clear goo. Before she could complain, he roughly flipped her over onto her front and pulled her backwards a little, taking advantage of the pillows to put her face down and ass up in the pile. It gave him an inviting view of her plump hindquarters, her round, toned ass jiggling subtly as she settled into her new position. Her elastic flesh was already attempting to return her gaping hole to its usual size, thick strings of her lubricating juices dangling between her parted thighs, breaking to soak the cushions beneath. Her chubby tail was in the way, and he gave it a gentle slap with the back of his hand.

"Raise your tail," he grumbled.

"Excuse me?" Coza snapped, turning to look back at him over her shoulder. It seemed that his request wasn't a polite one in Valbaran culture, it had even snapped her out of her fugue. Perhaps it had negative connotations in their language. He wasn't in the mood for apologies, however. Not with that round ass and her flushed, leaking sex staring him in the face. He took it in his hand and lifted it, Coza gasping in a blend of outrage and lust. For all of her venom, she didn't so much as protest as he rammed his cock back into her, the exquisite walls of her passage welcoming him warmly.

"You brute," she groaned, burying her face in a nearby pillow to muffle her unbecoming vocalizations as he began to rock her little body again. Her rear was so soft and cushiony, rippling like the surface of a lake when it slapped against his belly, and he sank a hand into her yielding meat as he kept the other clasped securely around her hip for purchase. He pressed her deep into the pile with his weight, making sure that she could appreciate it, he wanted her to feel overpowered.

When he drove his member into her reaches, it slid against her clitoris at a new angle, Coza taking one of the pillows in her arms and biting into it with her sharp teeth as she endured the pleasure.

"P-pull my sheaths," she moaned, and he reached down with one hand to grab the two tentacles that protruded from the back of her skull. Like taking the reins of a horse, he pulled her head back and up, Coza forced to stare at the ceiling as he fucked her. Her tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth, her back arching as the wet, lurid sounds of their frenzied coupling reached his ears. He was rutting like an animal, he couldn't remember the last time that he had felt like this, soaked in sweat and driven by angry desire.

Their mating reached a fever pitch, her moans growing louder, Coza no longer able to muffle them with the pillow. Jaeger too felt like he was on his last legs. His muscles burned, and his erection ached. Even human stamina had its limits, after all. That ache was slowly morphing into a pleasure of frightening intensity, however. A tingling sensation that was growing in his extremities, spreading through his body. He tried to stave off his burgeoning orgasm, he was enjoying this too much to cut it short, but the ceaseless wringing of her muscular little passage was having none of it.

He pulled her up by her sheaths, bringing her into range of his arms and closing them around her, enveloping her small body almost entirely in damp biceps and grasping fingers. She yelped in surprise as he pressed her tight against his body, his member bulging her stomach more noticeably at this angle, her eyes rolling back into her head. A string of drool escaped her scaly lips as he pummeled her sensitive nub with a few final, savage thrusts, before his climax burned through his body like a wildfire.

He filled her with a single spurt, the hot, gluey fluid pouring down her inner thighs as it was forced out of her. There was just nowhere else for it to go. He continued to thrust even as his throbbing cock pumped her full of his ejaculate, compelled by primal lust, his body seeming to move under its own power as his conscious mind was fogged with euphoria. She writhed in his arms, not trying to escape, but bucking and twitching as she was lost in the throes of her own orgasm. She clawed at his forearms, her tail coiling tightly around one of his legs, the wringing of her tunnel only driving him on. It was like they were locked in a feedback loop of ecstasy, every tremor and throb felt by both parties, feeding into one another.

Just when the pleasure became too much to stand, when Jaeger began to fear that an end might not come, his spasming finally ceased. He held Coza there for a moment longer, suspended in the air, the both of them breathing like they had just run a marathon as thick wads of his emission sloughed from her splayed loins. He gently lowered her down onto the pillows, her eyes closed tightly as a few residual tremors rocked her, his come pouring from her opening like a faucet as her contractions pushed it out of her.

He fell to his knees, then lay down on his back as he enjoyed the deep satisfaction, warm pleasure washing over him like a tide.

"Well, if she had to be conquered by aliens, at least it was on her terms," Ayau chuckled as she crawled over to Jaeger and draped an arm across his chest. Maza and Xico joined him too, forming another pile, Maza listening to his heart as her head rose and fell along with his chest.

Coza seemed to come to, gazing back at the flock with a flutter of embarrassed purple. Her inner thighs were drenched in sticky, clumpy semen, it was congealing on her fine scales. Eventually, she gave in, rising to her hands and knees unsteadily and crawling over to him. She planted her head on his belly, her arm draped over his thigh as she closed her eyes and seemed to drift in and out of sleep, so relaxed now that she could scarcely stay awake. It was a far cry from the nervous, pleading state that she had been in earlier, and he hoped that he had succeeded in taking her mind off the impending invasion.

With all of the aliens draped across him, Ayau once again playing with his hair and Maza looking up at him adoringly, he was actually starting to feel like a real member of their flock. There was a sense of belonging, as if being separated from them at this point would be jarring and painful. He had grown so used to having them around, he had gotten to know them so...intimately. Even Coza had changed her tune and was now sleeping with her head on his stomach. He dared to reach down and run his fingers across her snout and down between her sheaths, stroking her scales, the fearsome alien mumbling contentedly in her sleep.

"I think that even Coza wants to keep you now," Ayau giggled, "I've never seen her sleep so soundly."

Jaeger noticed that one member of the flock was conspicuously absent, however. Tacka was still lounging on the far side of the room, watching them from a safe distance. Maza anticipated his question before he had time to ask it.

"She'll come when she's ready," she explained. "It sometimes takes her a little while to warm up to boys, and you are an especially large boy."

"Hey, if I can win over Coza, then I can win over anybody."

"Tacka is a little...particular," Maza continued, turning her head to look over at her friend.

"How so?"

"She usually likes to watch for a while, then she takes her fill."

Takes her fill? That didn't sound like the behavior of a meek and reserved creature at all. He made eye contact with her across the room, and then she slowly rose to her feet, making her way over to the pile. She wasn't merely walking, she was stalking. Her posture was slightly hunched, and her tail was held out as straight as a rod behind her for balance. She flashed the feathers on her forearms, sending signals to her flock, more complex and nuanced than the simple emotional tells. It made him think of the flashing panels that he had seen on the sides of their fighters.

"Uh...what's she doing?" Jaeger asked, and Maza just chuckled at him.

"She's hunting you."

"Hunting me? Why?"

"That's just the way she likes to do things."

"Should I be worried?"

Tacka's head was perfectly level as she made her way towards him, like it was gyroscopically stabilized, her violet eyes fixed intently on him with their round pupils. She looked like a tiger preparing to pounce, the sharp claws on her toes twitching as if she couldn't wait to plunge them into his flesh. She moved silently, unblinking, signaling to her flock.

"What's she saying?" Jaeger asked, watching the complex feather dance. It reminded him of what he had seen when they had ventured outside of the wall, into the territory of the fearsome Teth'rak, the group of aliens sharing information and communicating without making a sound that might give them away.

"She's signaling for us to surround you. In the context of hunting, specifically," Ayau explained. Jaeger realized that he was indeed surrounded by the aliens, even if they were lounging on him like giant cats. "Now she's telling us to restrain you," she laughed. "Do you think you'll like being restrained, Jaeger? Is that something the Earth'nay do?"

"I...suppose," he replied hesitantly. He wasn't sure exactly what he was agreeing to, but one of his ex's had enjoyed being tied to the bed frame with loose scarves, perhaps it was something like that? As she neared, the aliens began to shift, even Coza waking from her nap and blinking groggily as she looked over at Tacka.

Suddenly, Jaeger felt hands wrapping around his wrists. Ayau had been curled up near his head, playing with his hair, and now she had taken both of his hands in hers and had tied them together with her feather sheaths. She was remarkably strong, he couldn't have wriggled free of her if he had wanted to. Maza was still resting her head on his chest, watching as Tacka neared, while Xico and Coza gripped his legs. They might not have much stamina, but there were far stronger than their size suggested in short bursts, Jaeger quickly finding himself completely immobilized. Like lions holding down a wildebeest before the killing bite, they restrained him as the little huntress advanced.

She crouched lower to the ground, then pounced, springing into the air on her long legs. Jaeger couldn't help but try to flinch away, but she landed so gracefully, so light that he barely felt her impact the mattress. Her clawed feet were planted to either side of his hips, Tacka standing over him as she looked down on him from above.

In a flash, her pointed teeth were at his jugular. But instead of a bite, he felt her smooth tongue rake his throat. She licked and nuzzled, kissing him, pinching his skin lightly and mouthing with her scaly lips. Perhaps there was more to their odd way of kissing than he had initially assumed. Could it be somehow related to hunting? Maybe there was something symbolic about exposing one's weak points to a partner and allowing their jaws to come so close? It sent pleasant shivers rolling down his spine, his member waking from its lethargy as she gently scratched his chest with her clawed hands. Being restrained like this made him feel oddly vulnerable, which amplified his sensitivity to her kissing in turn. She was being so...passionate, her arousal obvious, perhaps this was some kind of fetish to her.

He felt her pointed teeth press against his throat as she bit him softly, not applying enough pressure to break the skin, but just enough that he could feel it. Her long, agile tongue glanced across his neck, her lips incredibly soft despite their subtly scaly texture.

He lay back and enjoyed the sensation, her kisses slowly moving down his chest. He was so relaxed, in fact, that he was having a little trouble performing. He had already done it three times in what couldn't have been more than an hour, and the little aliens didn't know his limitations. They might have assumed that he had none.

Someone seemed to be aware of his difficulties, however. He lurched as he felt something warm and wet on his growing erection, looking past Tacka's small figure to see that Coza had curled a hand around his cock to bring it closer to her. She lapped at his shaft lazily, pressing her lips against it and tracing the veins with the tip of her slimy organ. Her demeanor had changed so much, she was doting on him, indifferent to the taste of her own fluids that still clung to his skin.

Xico brushed her snout against it from the other side, practically rubbing it against her face as she joined her friend. It seemed that her fascination with his organ hadn't diminished. She cupped his balls in her hand, stroking them softly, the sensation making him shiver.

He felt Maza shifting as she lay on his belly, and then a third tongue joined them, his mind clouding as he basked in the sheer bliss of it. They couldn't take him into their throats in the way that a human woman could, and they couldn't suck due to the way that their mouths were shaped, but the fact that it compelled them to lick and kiss instead was almost worth the trade-off.

The trio of tongues coiled and roved, not leaving an inch of his sensitive skin untouched, sneaking beneath his foreskin and teasing his glans. Three pairs of lips nibbled and kissed, the little aliens doing what they could with his oversized organ. Hands slid across his belly and thighs, massaging as their warm breath blew on his wet skin, his arousal growing as he began to squirm. His hips rose off the mattress as he thrust into the empty air, Ayau laughing playfully as she watched from above his head. The feathery Valbaran was still holding his wrists, and her tail snaked down across his chest, tickling him with her downy covering. The entire flock was participating now, his nervous system reeling under the stimulation, like his brain couldn't keep track of every lick and stroke.

Tacka ceased her nibbling, drawing back from his neck, a strand of her saliva linking her lips to his skin. She signaled to her sisters with a flash of feathers, and then they ceased their teasing, working in concert. Jaeger grumbled with disappointment, he didn't want the pleasure to end yet, but it seemed that Tacka had other ideas in mind.

He felt her thick, rubbery tail wrap around his member, her smooth scales made slick by the saliva and juices that glazed it. She tightened around it like an anaconda constricting its prey, sliding the fat coils up and down as he gasped beneath her. It was incredible, he would never have imagined that it would feel this good, Jaeger bucking into her as her muscles tightened through the layer of chubby flesh. Her scaly skin was as smooth as latex against his glans, made slick by the residue that coated his shaft, gliding up and down as the rolls stimulated him.