Liza's cybernetic arm whirred under the dim emergency lights of the derelict freighter's lab as she dove behind a shattered console, the acrid tang of scorched metal filling her nostrils while plasma bolts sizzled past her spotted fur. Scavengers swarmed the corridor ahead, their crude rifles barking thunder that rattled her bones, but the Chaquetrix on her wrist pulsed with alien heat, its glyphs flaring to life as she slammed her palm down. Sphinx materialized in a swirl of silver mist, the small gray-skinned woman blinking her oversized eyes as she took in her own slender, curvy form—perky breasts rising with each analytical breath, tight hips shifting under taut skin—before her gaze locked onto Liza with fierce intensity. "Two hostiles flanking left, weak joints at the knees," Sphinx murmured, her voice a low analytical purr that sent heat pooling between Liza's thighs even amid the chaos.

The fight blurred into coordinated strikes: Sphinx's guidance sliced through the fray like a blade, directing Liza's agile leaps and precise shots until the last scavenger crumpled, the lab falling into tense silence broken only by their ragged breaths. Liza's golden eyes roamed Sphinx's compact body as the alien reached down to trace her own firm nipples, a shiver rippling through her as she stepped closer, her slender fingers sliding under Liza's harness to cup the snow leopard's muscled breast. Their mouths met in a hungry clash, tongues tangling while Sphinx's hand delved lower, parting Liza's furred thighs to stroke the slick folds of her pussy with deliberate, knowledge-seeking pressure that drew a guttural moan from deep in Liza's chest. The air thickened with the scent of arousal, their bodies pressing together in the aftermath, Sphinx's tight hips grinding against Liza's lean frame as fingers explored with clinical yet desperate hunger.

As the Chaquetrix hummed again, summoning Red's towering crimson form—four powerful arms flexing, her muscular build taut with thick thighs and commanding breasts heaving—Liza felt the rising pulse of group chemistry ignite, Red's bold grin promising a storm of limbs and shared heat that threatened to consume them all right there on the lab floor.

Red stepped forward with predatory grace, her four muscular arms already in motion—one pair cupping Liza's spotted breasts through the torn harness while the other two gripped Sphinx by the waist and pulled the smaller woman flush against her crimson thigh. The lab's stale air grew heavy with the mingled musk of sweat and arousal as Red's thick fingers traced the slick heat between Liza's thighs, parting her fur to circle the swollen lips of her pussy without quite pressing inside. Sphinx moaned softly, her own perky breasts rubbing against Red's commanding chest as the taller alien's lower hands slid lower, exploring the tight curve of the gray-skinned woman's hips and the dampening cleft below. Liza's golden eyes fluttered half-closed, her cybernetic arm humming as it steadied her against the console, every nerve alight with the promise of those powerful limbs pinning her down, filling her.

The Chaquetrix pulsed warmer against her wrist, its energy seeming to sync with the rising throb in her core, as Red's bold laughter rumbled through the trio like distant thunder. Sphinx's analytical gaze turned feverish, her slender fingers now joining Red's in mapping Liza's lean, furred body—stroking the sensitive inner curves of her thighs, brushing the aching peaks of her nipples, each touch a deliberate push toward the edge without granting release. Red leaned in, her massive breasts pressing heavy against Liza's back while one of her upper hands tilted the snow leopard's chin for a bruising kiss, tongues sliding deep as her other arms roamed freely, squeezing firm handfuls of flesh and teasing the slick folds without granting the penetration they both craved. The scent of their shared heat thickened, bodies grinding in slow, torturous rhythm against the cold lab floor, every brush of skin and claw sending sparks racing under Liza's fur.

Liza's breath came in ragged pants, her hips bucking involuntarily toward the hovering touch of those four hands, the tension coiling tighter with each passing second as Red's thick thighs bracketed her from behind and Sphinx's intense eyes promised knowledge of every hidden pleasure yet to be unlocked. The air crackled with unspoken need, the three of them locked in a trembling tableau of straining muscles and glistening skin, hearts hammering in unison while the derelict freighter's shadows seemed to pulse around them in time with the building storm.

The air crackled with unspoken need, the three of them locked in a trembling tableau of straining muscles and glistening skin, hearts hammering in unison while the derelict freighter's shadows seemed to pulse around them in time with the building storm. Red's lower hands finally dipped lower, two thick crimson fingers parting Liza's soaked folds and dragging through the slick heat of her pussy in a slow, deliberate circle that made the snow leopard's hips jerk forward. Sphinx's slender body slid down between them, gray skin gleaming as she pressed her perky breasts against Red's thigh and reached up to spread Liza wider, her analytical eyes locked on the swollen clit peeking from its hood. Liza's cybernetic arm gripped the console edge hard enough to dent metal, her spotted fur damp with sweat as Red's upper arms pinned her shoulders back, exposing her to the dual assault of probing fingers and Sphinx's hot breath ghosting over her entrance.

Liza's golden eyes widened as Red's powerful thighs shifted, lifting her bodily so that the taller alien's thick, muscular hips aligned with hers, the heat of Red's own dripping cunt radiating against her inner thigh in promise. Sphinx rose on her knees, one hand guiding Red's lower fingers deeper while the other traced the tight ring of Liza's ass, her voice a fevered murmur mapping every sensitive nerve. "Right there—press now, stretch her open for us both." Red's bold laugh vibrated through her chest as she leaned in, massive breasts crushing against Liza's back, and two of her hands spread Liza's thighs impossibly wide while the other pair angled her dripping pussy toward the slick press of Red's own. The first thick fingertip breached Liza's entrance just as the lab door hissed open behind them, a new shadow falling across the floor.

Chaquetrix: Carnal Bonds