Birds of Prey - Hetero Edition

Tacka planted a foot on his torso, standing over him with her hands on her hips, her two curved claws tapping against his belly as if she was threatening to filet him like a freshly-caught salmon. She kept up her stroking all the while, his eyes losing focus as her grip became tighter and tighter, milking him like a machine. She never said a word, she just watched his reaction, perhaps enjoying the power that she had over him.

Was she going to get him off like this? The prospect of filling the makeshift tunnel that her tail had formed with his ejaculate was an attractive prospect, she didn't seem to be slowing or letting up. He could feel another orgasm welling, she was wringing it out of him ruthlessly, not giving him a second of respite. She watched him intently, and then his unspoken question was answered, her tail uncoiling and pulling away. She cracked it like a whip, shaking free some of the clinging globs of who-knew-what, and he flinched as he considered that she could potentially do the same to him. You didn't need to buy a whip to live out your kinky fantasies if you had one growing out of your butt.

She reached the tip of her tail down towards his face, a smile curling her lips as he pulled away from it. But rather than strike him with it, she gently traced the line of his jaw. It was as dexterous as a finger, she had such fine control over it.

"She likes you," Ayau snickered, apparently finding the whole situation very amusing. "Struggle for her a little, play along."

"Alright..."

Jaeger did as she asked, making a show of fighting against his bonds, Ayau laughing excitedly as she tightened her hold on him. He wriggled and squirmed, but the aliens really were strong enough to keep him from breaking loose. It reminded him of when Maza had hogtied him on top of the wall during their sparring match, he wasn't so much playing along as genuinely incapacitated.

Maza was lying beside him now, one arm draped over his chest, her head resting on the mattress beside his own. She had no limb to restrain, and so she was just watching, smiling at him reassuringly as she snuggled up to him.

Tacka did indeed seem to enjoy his writhing, keeping her foot planted on his belly as he bucked, wetting her lips with her tongue lasciviously. Her hunting instincts certainly were strong, and he wondered if all of the Valbarans enjoyed this kind of sexual play, or if it was just Tacka's personal kink. They didn't seem to deny their natural instincts the way that humans often did. Judging by their behavior in the field, and in the bedroom, they saw it as something that was healthy to indulge in.

The hunt was a group effort, and he felt Ayau draw closer, the alien planting his head in her feathery thighs like a pair of pillows. She released his wrists momentarily, but they were quickly bound by her tail, the alien sitting on his arms as she brought her hands down to hold his head steady. She stroked his cheeks with her fingers, smirking at him from above, her face upside-down relative to his. Coza kissed his hip as she held his leg, Xico massaging his balls in her gentle hand as she secured the other, her tail coiled along the length of his limb such that he couldn't even bend his knee. She was still mesmerized by the throbbing of his erection, stroking it gently to keep him hard and wanting, fawning over it.

Tacka went for the kill, so to speak, using her tail to guide his member towards her loins as she crouched over him. The first kiss of her wet flesh against his tip sent a shockwave through his body, the aliens exchanging excited glances with one another as Tacka looked down at him like a queen presiding over her subject. He was so oversensitive at this point, his nerves were shot, and yet the soreness that was starting to throb in his shaft and in his abdominal muscles was oddly gratifying. It was a raw pleasure, unfiltered, satisfying in the same way as scratching an insect bite.

She was just as tight as Maza and Coza had been, struggling to slide down his shaft as her muscular walls gripped him fiercely, her chest pumping more rapidly as she wriggled her hips in an attempt to take him deeper. Unlike the other two, she seemed intent on not showing any hint of weakness. Her expression never changed, and her eyes remained fixed on his, unblinking. It was so intense, it made him feel oddly compliant, like she was hypnotizing him with her stare. Even if she didn't show it, he could feel the way that her little body was reacting to him, her walls trembling as they split apart and her satin insides wriggling around the intruder as though they had a mind of their own. They massaged him in waves, as if there was a fist reaching through the barrier of her flesh and using it to stroke him.

To his surprise, she suddenly took him all the way to the base, jumping straight into the deep end. His member split her apart and squashed her clitoris against the roof of her tunnel, every nerve ending that she had down there no doubt lighting up like a switchboard. The only sign of any discomfort was a slight tremor in her lower lip, her eyes losing their focus for a moment and her sheaths twitching. He flexed inside of her, and he could see that she felt it, his member moving and swelling even as her passage struggled to contain it.

Unlike her sisters, she was determined to maintain control over the encounter. She wasn't about to be reduced to a shivering, drooling mess of fluttering feathers by this Earth'nay, at least that was the impression that Jaeger got as she began to signal to her flock.

He felt their hold on him tighten, Ayau especially closing her downy arms around his head, a hand under his chin and another in his hair like she was about to perform chiropracty on him. It wasn't much of a headlock, but the intent was obvious, Tacka had just commanded them to keep him still so that he couldn't overwhelm her with any unexpected movements. Ayau was giggling to herself maniacally, thoroughly enjoying the game, even if she might not necessarily be getting the same gratification out of it that Tacka was. Maza shuffled closer, drawing circles on his chest with her claw, pushing her snout into the nape of his neck and nuzzling as Tacka began to move. It seemed that Maza just wanted to be close to him, watching him with a satisfied smile as Tacka's hips began to rock.

It felt so different from his encounters with the other members of the flock. There was Xico, who seemed to be in awe of him, fascinated on a purely biological level by his strange anatomy. Ayau saw everything as a game, while Coza had let all of her repressed desires manifest themselves in the space of a few minutes. Maza wanted to be intimate with him, close to him, their lovemaking had been gentle and exploratory in the most wonderful of ways. Tacka sought to dominate him, she wanted control over him and their encounter, dictating the pace as she straddled him and circled her hips with the staccato thrusts and graceful twists of a belly dancer.

Valbaran hips were wide enough compared to their slight frames that she could just about get her legs around him, crouching on her feet rather than kneeling as a human woman would have in the cowgirl position. Much of her motions came from her legs, giving her very fine control, something that would have made a human's thighs burn like fire after only a minute or two. It was fascinating to watch her muscles move beneath her burnished scales, so fluid and smooth, her developed six pack bulging from beneath the pale skin on her belly as she rode him. She rested her weight on his torso, planting her hands just beneath his chest for support as the back-and-forth motion of her lovemaking became more aggressive and greedy.

It drove his glans against her sweet spot, digging into it, her resolve faltering as the bursts of ecstasy rippled through her body. He considered taking charge again, but that wasn't how Tacka liked to do things, he was supposed to be her prey.

Jaeger began to writhe, feigning resistance as he felt his captors tighten their hold on him to keep him still. He made a show of trying to escape, Tacka baring her sharp teeth in a grin. She really did like feeling him struggle beneath her, and so he upped the ante, bucking and fighting. She tightened her thighs around his hips, gripping his leg with her tail for purchase, fixing her eyes on his as she tried to keep him under control. The flock could keep his extremities secured, but they couldn't do much about his bucking. A Valbaran male would have been held down by the weight of the straddling female, but Tacka was so light that he had no trouble lifting her.

He thrust deeper into her tunnel, interrupting her steady rhythm, her feathers fluttering in shades of pink and red as she rode him like a mechanical bull. It didn't seem to annoy her, perhaps she saw it as a challenge, the iron muscles of her thighs clamping down on him and her passage squeezing him.

Her breathing grew ragged, her muscles bulging from beneath her skin as she clung to him, her breasts bouncing with every upward thrust of his hips. She reminded him of a rider trying to break in a wild horse, she wouldn't have looked out of place with a cowboy hat in one hand and a pair of reins in the other. Tacka signaled to her flock, coordinating wordlessly, the extravagant feather patterns mesmerizing him as she gave her silent instructions.

Ayau shifted positions once again, this time locking her legs around his head like she was in a wrestling match. She was so goddamned soft and fluffy that the touch of her plump thighs against his cheeks very nearly prompted him to stop and relax. She chuckled at him seductively as he tugged fruitlessly at her thighs with his now freed hands, not so much trying to free himself as taking the opportunity to run his fingers through her feathers and sink them into her doughy fat.

"Do you like this game, Jaeger?" she whispered in his ear.

Maza caught one of his arms and wrapped her own around it in a tight hug, hanging onto it like a body pillow as she trapped it at his side. She closed her thighs around it too, immobilizing it. His limb was long enough in comparison to her short torso that she could rest her chin on his shoulder while his hand was trapped between her legs, his bicep parked securely between her breasts. She nuzzled sleepily, it was the most tender restraint that he had ever been subjected to.

Coza and Xico took the legs, and then Ayau curled her tail around his remaining hand, leaving him once again tightly secured. A fresh sheen of sudor was making his skin slippery now, the exertion of their sexual playfighting and the humidity in the room making him sweat. Tacka enjoyed that too, sliding her hands around on his chest and stomach, her palms as soft as silk.

Neither one of them could take much more stimulation. It seemed as if the aliens had finally succeeded in exhausting him, and Tacka's thrusting was becoming frantic. She began to rise and fall on his erection, fucking him the way that a human would, perhaps taking inspiration from his encounters with her friends. The forward and backwards rocking motion seemed most natural to them, that must be how they mated with Valbaran males, but the upward curve of his shaft seemed almost purposefully designed to drive them wild when it plunged in and out of them.

There were no lustful moans or pained cries from Tacka, she merely smiled quietly to herself, her feathers puffing up in hues that conveyed her arousal and her excitement. He could feel her pleasure mounting, her insides applying so much suction, creating a seal of damp flesh that raked up and down his length with every push.

She dictated the pace, which gave her somewhat more control over how much stimulation she received, and Jaeger felt her tempo increase as she appeared to decide that she was ready to finish. She dug her dull claws into his belly, leaving red trails in his skin, her flesh slapping against his as her pace grew faster and faster. All he could do was lie back and smile groggily at the ceiling, the soft cushion of Ayau's thighs brushing against his cheeks as she peered down at him with a smirk on her reptilian face. Tacka let all of her weight fall on him, rising on his shaft and then dropping back down to slam him into her depths with enough force that he wondered how it wasn't hurting her, the pair of them now soaked in sweat and sexual fluids.

"Fill me, Earth'nay," Tacka hissed through gritted teeth. Her words sliced through his haze of euphoria like a hot knife, he had scarcely heard Tacka speak up until now. The shock of that, combined with her salacious command, quickly sent him over the edge.

Ayau giggled to herself like a schoolgirl as his hips rose from the mattress, lifting Tacka along with them as she clung him, his muscles stiffening as he erupted inside her. He was shocked that he even had anything left to give her, warm, creamy jets of his fluids splashing against her quivering walls and spilling out of her in spurts. She froze like a statue, shivering as her feverishly hot loins drew on him in wracking contractions, squeezing his climax out of him like he was a tube of toothpaste. Something about being completely immobilized made it all the more intense, a kind of frustration adding to the pleasure that was coursing up his spine and making his resolve melt, a rattling groan escaping his throat as Ayau's tight thighs choked it off.

He gradually lowered himself to the mattress, bringing Tacka back down, his pearly emission sliding out of her in globs. She shivered softly as she rose off his shaft on unsteady legs, a lurid concoction of their shared fluids sloughing out of her to pool on his belly and clinging to her thighs in ropes. Xico could no longer restrain herself, releasing his leg from her grasp and plunging her tongue into the mess. He felt it rake his skin, sliding in the slippery residue, the little alien trembling with lust as she rolled the gelatinous fluid around in her mouth.

Ayau released him from her headlock, and Maza leaned closer to kiss his neck, Coza losing interest once the deed was done and lying beside him on the bed as she drifted back to sleep with one armed draped lazily over his waist. Tacka seemed satisfied, and as the embers of his orgasm faded, she joined her flock in their loose pile. Jaeger's afterglow lingered, his body spent, Maza snickering at his obvious exhaustion.

"It took five of us, but I'm reassured to see that Earth'nay have their limits too," she whispered in his ear. "It seems that even Tacka has taken a liking to you."

"That was a taste of heaven," he mumbled, "I take back anything negative I ever said about Valbaran culture. You guys have this all figured out..."

"Does that mean that if you could stay, you would?" Maza asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, stay!" Ayau chirped.

It was an attractive prospect, and one that he hadn't seriously considered until now. The looming threat of the Bug invasion had been the cliff that they were all rushing inexorably towards, he hadn't put any thought into what might happen to him beyond it. He was still assigned to the Rorke, as he would be if they came out of this alive, and he wasn't sure what the fleet would do once the battle was won. Someone would have to head back to UNN space and make a report, but would the entire fleet leave, or would they stick around to help with repairs and relief efforts for a while? Then again, maybe they would all be dead tomorrow, and none of it would matter.

Could he really live here? Would he be allowed to? The city was a utopia by Earth standards, it was swimming in natural beauty, and the environment was like that of a tropical paradise. If everything went as planned, and the Valbarans joined the Coalition, it would no doubt become a popular tourist destination. He could easily imagine resorts springing up all over the planet.

He was in love with Maza, he realized that now, lying by her side as her warm breath blew on his neck. He might have been for a while. He had never felt such a sense of belonging as he did when he was with her flock, it was like a family, the bonds of friendship and intimacy far closer than anything in human experience. There was camaraderie in the UNN, he had good friends who he would gladly give his life for, but there was something deeper going on here. The aliens were his friends now, his lovers, all of them. But Maza was his fixation, she was the glue that held all of this together. Her excited energy, her tenderness, and her adventurous spirit had set the events of the past few days in motion. As a human, he was compelled to love one person alone, and yet Maza's flock didn't feel like separate people. They felt like an extension of her being.

"I'd like that," he said, surprising himself with his candor.

Maza tightened her hold on him, rubbing her snout into his neck gleefully.

"We would too," she murmured.

CHAPTER 16: INVASION

The chemical vats in the bowels of the ship had finally generated enough electricity to charge the superlight drive, the Queen could feel the stores of energy growing through her neural link to the living ship. She only needed enough to carry her from the outer solar system to the planet's gravity well, there was no retreat. If she should fail here, then her hive would perish either in combat or from starvation.

The great vessel turned slowly towards its target as it prepared for the jump, green flame spewing from the dozens of thrusters spaced out along its armored hull. She shared the behemoth's pain through that same link, the wounds on its plasma cannons were still healing where the probes had burrowed into its flesh to access the barrels, but they had accomplished their task admirably. They had revealed that the walled hives that had been erected by the planet's fauna were indeed as poorly defended as she had hoped. They were ripe for invasion, her children would soon swarm through their strange, glass structures and clean them of resistance. All she had to do was create an opening in their defenses to get her troops down to the surface. The enemy were strong in space, but they could not prevail on the ground, she was certain of that. She had to punch through.

Legions of hungry, restless Drones and Warriors were waking from their low metabolic state, emerging from the recesses in the brood chambers where they had been hibernating during their long voyage. They floated through the winding, intestine-like corridors of the ship in zero gravity, making their way towards the landing craft and drop pods that would carry them down to the planet and transport them to its defensive installations. Those strange, ring-shaped constructs were the key to the planet's defense, the infrared radiation that they emitted betrayed their onboard generators and their powerful weapons systems. She would swarm those too, and knock them out of the sky.

There was something else there too, a large vessel that hovered above the planet's Northern pole. It was different from the others, bigger and sturdier, more heavily armed. Judging by the radio and laser traffic that it was sending out, it must be their leader, their Queen. It was risky, but if she could kill it, then the enemy's forces would surely be sent into disarray.

Her army was rousing, her fleet was at the ready, she could sense their proximity through the many eyes and antennae of the hive ship. Swarms of fighters were docking with their carriers, assault ships were flexing their mandibles as they prepared to bite into metal, plasma weapons were charging and loading.

They would soon be in orbit around her prize, then her children would seize it, and its biomass would feed her offspring for the next thousand generations...

***

"I could get used to this," Jaeger said, leaning back against the shore of the little lake as he sat in the pristine water. The blue-green grass was soft and carefully tended, there were colorful flowers all around, and the trees gave them complete privacy despite being so close to the footpaths and the other domed dwellings.