Cosmic Bounty(3)

“Um, would you excuse me a moment?” she asked, though her tone suggested she cared little if they did.

The brothers nodded. The little female stalked after the seller, disappearing into the shuttle. Gol and Hul glanced curiously at each other. Not worried she was trying to escape, as there was no way out of the shuttle pod, except the way she went in. “I’ve never seen the likes of such a female. She is so similar to ours if not for how pale, soft and small she is,” Hul noted. “I want to test to see if she is compatible, then we can…”

A loud crash and a cry of pain made the brothers jump into action. Gol shoved his way into the shuttle first. He stopped in his tracks to see the female standing over the seller, who groaned with blood trickling down his face. The little female held a piece of pipe in her trembling hand.

“Next time, you’ll think twice about abducting a human, you alien son-of-a-bitch!” she screamed and kicked the Jorval with her unclothed, delicate foot. The Jorval seller squealed in pain; she kicked him right in his sex organ. Even Gol could not help but wince.

“I think we may have bought a fire viper.” Hul chuckled with amusement, peering over Gol’s shoulder, watching from behind.

With a heavy sigh, she tossed the pipe to the side, and Gol relaxed his stance. At least she had not planned to attack him with it. He did not want to harm his new little pet if he had to disarm her. She rummaged around the junk the seller had piled up, before pulling out a square bag, which looked to be covered in a dark, red, synthetic material. The color was almost the same shade as Demos skin. She placed it down on a nearby bench and opened it.

They watched in fascination as she pulled out garments, before ripping off the sheer material she had been dressed in. The sight of her completely naked threatened what little control Gol had maintained over his body. He was barely able to contain his groan of pure want. Hul was not as subtle; she turned her bright green eyes on them at his brother’s lustful growl.

“Don’t even think about it,” she snapped, covering her pale, soft skin with fabric. Tight cloth now covered her legs and lower half, while a top covered her full breasts.

How was Gol not to think about it? She was a beauty, with such soft pale skin, her every lush curve begging to be touched, licked and explored, until she writhed under his touch and begged them to sink their hard rods into her. There was no way to control such thoughts.

Everything and everyone else be dammed to the ice. Control! He had to maintain control for her sake and for his. They still had no idea about this female, her species or even if she was able to take them as lovers. But the mere thought of it had him achingly hard.

“Are you two big guys twins?” she asked, slipping on thin looking foot coverings, her gaze wary while she studied them with half an eye.

“We are two of four,” Hul answered.

“Two of four what?” She met Gol’s gaze, her wary expression still in place.

“Quad brothers.”

“Quads, okay. Well,” she said, handing her case over to Hul, who took it. “My name is Katrina or Kat for short. I am a human from Earth, and just what the heck are you two giants?”

“I am Gol, this is my Quad brother Hul. We are Demos from Galafrax.”

“Demons? Gee, and I used to think aliens were just fanciful tales. Sorry, I’m not usually a violent person, but I was kidnapped by this asshole here. He didn’t even bother to feed me.” She side kicked the seller once again.

“It is understandable.” Gol softened his tone, not wanting to frighten her.

She gave them a hopeful expression. “So, by any chance are you going to take me back to my planet?”

The brothers exchanged glances; they both knew they had no wish to let her go. They had other plans.

“We paid good credit for you, little pet, I have no wish to…”

She waved her small hand dismissively at them. It was clear she was not afraid anymore. “Fine, fine, I get it. I’m really stuck here with you, aren’t I?”

“Take comfort, you are safe with us.” Gol wanted to assure her. He wanted to make her feel safe and treasured, as much as he wanted to bury his aching rod deeply into her and ride her hard until she screamed in pleasure. But, he still did not know if she was capable of taking a Demos male.

She sighed and swayed dangerously on her feet. “Sorry, big, red guys, I’ve almost been starved to death by an alien dickhead. You’ll have to wake me up later.” Katrina paled further.

He watched her eyelids flutter closed and her body sink towards the ground. Gol was quick to dart forward, scooping her into his arms as she collapsed.