hands fisted, he sank to his knees the second their leash holder stopped. And what do you know, his team went tumbling at damn near the exact same time.
“Oh, God,” Jamis strained out. “I can’t. I can’t do it.”
Beside him, Zaden grimaced and clutched his junk.
“Just… need to rest,” Chet grunted. “That’s all. Soon we’ll feel better. We’ve got to.”
Bailey groaned in frustration. “I don’t wanna feel better soon. I need to feel better now. ”
Noah turned to Alec, all but panting. “Gesh said… he told you… how to make… this stop.”
Alec winced and shook his head. “You don’t want to know.”
“Yes, I do.”
“No. Trust me. You don’t.”
Chet eyed him angrily. “That’s not your call. We have a fucking right to know.”
Alec cursed, squeezing his cock to the point of pain. “Fine. He said it wouldn’t stop until we actually came.”
“Ah, God,” Bailey groused. “I can’t. I tried.”
“Shit,” Zaden ground out. “I did, too.”
“I think it’s safe to say we all tried,” Alec muttered. “But apparently we need a partner.”
His teammates went silent. Just stared at him warily.
“You mean,” Jamis finally dared to clarify. “We need to actually fuck someone to come?”
“Maybe?” Alec answered. “I think? I dunno. I don’t really understand myself.”
“For fuck’s sake,” Chet snarled. “You better be wrong, since all we got around here are guys.”
Gesh strode over with an armful of fruit. “Tukah?” Hungry? He eyed them on the ground. “You all look very… depleted.”
“We all look very tortured ,” Chet snapped. “You perv. I should kick your ass for pulling this stunt.”
Gesh grinned and dumped his melons on the ground. “I believe Roni has called first dibs on a skirmish.”
Chet glowered. “You tell him to bring it on. Any fucking time. Any day.”
Gesh inclined his head and sat down next to Noah, motioning for him to enjoy the fresh food. Noah eyed the stuff dubiously. “Thanks, but no thanks. Got a new aversion to fruit.”
Gesh chuckled and leaned back against a tree. “These will do nothing but give you strength.”
“I think we’d rather starve,” Alec muttered dryly, trying to ignore his tingling ass. “Hopefully we’ll get lucky and pass out from low blood sugar.”
Gesh regarded them for a minute, then called to Naydo, ordering him to bring them their rations. “En reesa.” And water , he tacked on, too, as the big male headed for their packs.
Noah cleared his throat and looked at Gesh. “Is it true what Alec said? That we’re gonna have to fuck someone to get this shit to stop?”
Gesh glanced at Alec with a puzzled look. “No. He misunderstood.”
Alec eyed him irritably. “Then by all means, explain.”
Gesh shrugged and stretched out his long, dark legs. “You do not need to fuck another, but you do need another to fuck you .”
Alec’s whole team stopped breathing, including Alec.
“So, we don’t need to come?” Jamis looked confused.
“No.” Gesh shook his head. “You definitely must . It is the only way to find relief.”
Again, the team swapped baffled expressions.
Gash studied them curiously, his brows drawing together. “Do you not have plants like senna`sohnsay on Earth? A fruit where, once eaten, one cannot spill seed until they themselves are filled with seed, too?”
“Uh… Yeah, no.” Bailey shook his head. “We definitely don’t have anything like that.”
Noah frowned. “I don’t understand the point of such a plant.”
Gesh shrugged. “We believe it is Nira’s way of ensuring we procreate. Eating her fruit makes the act more intentional. More deliberate. And the outcome more successful.”
Everyone’s perplexed looks quickly deepened.
“Procreate?” Jamis repeated. “With another male?”
Gesh eyed them more intently, his brows furrowing closer. “Does human life not start with the mixing of seed?”
Noah shook his head. “Uh…No. Not
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