Page 14 of My New and Improved Alien Lovers

He turns me slowly, the water droplets following me again and rinsing through my hair on their own, seemingly attacking the cream in my hair and carrying it down to the drain.

“Eyes up here; we can explain how our stuff works later. We have much to teach you, to show you. You are not sorry to be here, with us? Even if it’s so different than the home you’re used to?”

It’s too soon to know for sure, but it’s not too soon to learn more about how he makes me feel. “Your skin is so beautiful. Does yours have the lights in it like Kass?” My fingers are tracing all over his deep aubergine skin, flat chest lacking the pecs humans have. Everywhere I go, small bumps rise up under his skin, like a more intense version of gooseflesh.

“Humans have different hair colors, different body builds, different eye shapes…our race has different elements as well. We call that under-the-skin light that Kass has lumen; it rises and falls mostly with his emotions. I’ve always thought it beautiful. A somewhat rare trait, which he makes up for with lack of horns. I have these bumps you see, what we call risars, that respond to my emotions. They become more sensitive when I am…aroused.”

My eyes immediately fall to his head, fingers itching to feel the texture of his horns next. “Do those serve a particular use for you?”

“In our culture, horns tend to correlate with...ah, how do you say erm, like manliness? Cock size?”

“Still not shy about that word, I see. Do horns actually mean a bigger dick, though?”

“Kass!”

I whip my head around the room, not sure why I feel as if he’ll just pop in out of nowhere, but he hears his summons because he enters the bathroom a moment later, poking his head in with an open expression. “Yes?”

“Please don’t,” I quietly beg, wondering if I should feel awkward about standing there completely naked in front of him. I decide no.

“I was telling our mate about horns. She was curious.”

“Curiosity can wait,” I quickly interject, pushing random buttons in hopes of finding soap.

Kass starts pulling his clothes off in fluid motions, slowly approaching the shower without losing eye contact with me. “Is she now?”

Adeema lifts me as my back falls against his chest, curling his arms under my thighs and splitting me wide open so Kass gets an eyeful.

He falls to his knees as he enters the shower, pleading with his face less than a foot away from the suddenly slick cunt on display. “Beautiful,” he breathes. I feel that breath against my skin, rustling the trimmed curls there.

Kass’ hands reach for the wall and press the correct button for some body wash, then he starts washing my legs for me, starting with my toes and meticulously working up to my thighs.

“May I?”

He pauses with his fingers just inches from me, and while I really don’t want to deal with soap being shoved inside of me, words fail me, and I nod. I’m too on edge, too needy to say no.

But he’s careful; he’s not shy about any part of me, making me drop my head against Adeema as I tremble. Kass’ fingers slip and prod my ass, massaging it, sensitizing my back hole.

“No horns on my head, as you can see. I am…less prone to what your culture considers masculinity. My dick works just fine, but compared to Adeema and Owiin’s bodies, there is little comparison. This does not mean I can’t pleasure you, however. Been waiting a long time to have you before me like this, Margaret. I think my lesson is over now.”

Then he spreads me further, his eyes completely glazed over as he studies my body, running up and down my labia while avoiding the sensitive areas until it’s only water between us, then he tentatively runs a single finger over my clit.

My first instinct is to slam my legs closed because it takes a lot of trust to just be on display with virtual strangers like this, but the way both of them are holding me and pressing kisses places, makes me feel good about my body. Adeema is somehow not trembling at all in holding me aloft like this, but I can definitely feel him getting very turned on as he pulses against my back.

“May I taste?”

I look down to Kass, eyes opening after a few seconds closed, wondering what my life is right now. I nod, watching a white tongue that seems to disregard physics reach towards me. He licks from freshly scrubbed asshole to clit, eyes rolling back in his head as he plunges it inside of me, and I do meaninme. If my eyes were closed, I’d guess I was being fucked by a cock.

The texture of the tongue is similar to my silicone toys, even vibrating as it reaches my cervix and maps out every bit of me.

“What the fuck,” I exhale, gripping onto Kass’ head as he begins to slide his tongue out, then in again, doing a strange twisting motion that no tongue I’ve ever met could replicate.

“Did we not mention our tongues are so long?” Adeema whispers huskily in my ear.

I shake my head no, watching in fascination between lowered lids as the lights under Kass’ skin go wild, flashing in galaxy-like colors as he grips my ass to give himself better leverage.

Then he finds my G-spot, followed immediately by my A-spot, and it’s lights out. He manages to press against them both simultaneously, plunging that beautiful, beautiful tongue in and out of me as my body gets ready to detonate.

Adeema’s hands continue to hold me for his triad mate, but I have a feeling that they’ll want to switch positions when Kass is done with me.

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