Page 15 of My New and Improved Alien Lovers

All this fun just for me, and I can’t reach a single dick to stroke. Such a shame.

I can’t hold my voice out anymore, crying out when Kass’ nose bumps against my clit, attempting to suck the juices straight from my body like a juice box. My hips begin to buck, riding his face for all I’ve got, somehow not snapping his neck in the process.

He only encourages me to give him more as my orgasm hits at short (not long) last, making my toes cramp from its intensity. The aftershocks continue as he slowly brings me down, yes, also with his tongue, coaxing me to stand as he presses kisses to my stomach, slowly rising. His hot open mouth laves attention on each breast and both sides of my neck before he finally reaches my mouth, grabbing the sides of my head gently so he can control the kiss better.

I follow as he begins to walk backwards, exiting the shower and through a sheet of air that does a fantastic job of drying us as we move through it, only stopping when we reach the short hallway so he can pull me by the hand to the bedroom I woke up in.

I stand in the middle of the room, stunned, unable to process anything happening around me, because it feels as if everything I knew about myself just shifted on its axis.

I like alien tongue. A lot. Like, Ireallyenjoyed that. I have never…fuck.

I collapse onto their bed and stare at the ceiling, hard questioning every sexual encounter I’ve ever had, because holy fuck. Day 1 ½? 2? Who the hell knows. Point is, on literal day something of knowing these…males, I guess I need to call them, and I’m questioning if I’ve ever truly had an orgasm before. Have I been gaslighting myself into thinking sex felt good before now?

I look up, dreamy eyed, as Adeema suddenly appears on top of me, brushing my shoulder length messy hair out of my face. “Are you malfunctioning?”

“Yes.”

He lets out a nice laugh, shaking his head. “You’re adorable. So easy to please?”

I sit up, narrowly missing headbutting him, needing to find Kass. “Easy? That was easy to do? Holy fuck, I don’t think you understand how fucking awful the men on earth are at sex.”

He lets out a grumbly noise as Kass calls for Owiin, and then I’m swallowing nervously as Owiin approaches, walking in the room and taking stock of the situation.

Adeema

Our mate is nervous as Owiin walks in, shirtless as usual, trying to figure out why we need him. Not difficult to determine though when Kass and I are both completely nude, standing over an also incredibly nude Margaret.

“Shit. Sorry, I didn’t mean to! I’ll get out of the habit of mentioning past exploits, I will!”

I stroke myself, eyes refusing to stay fully open as I do so. Being hard is always pleasurable, but I truly long for the day that I can discover what real release is like. We only get minor releases until we are able to have our first release with a mate. Up until now, we have been able to achieve enough of a release to take the edge off, but not to make us nearly black out like Margaret did merely from Kass’ tongue. One of us touching her with one body part alone, and she wasscreamingin ecstasy. Makes me want to push her limits and discover what happens when we actually put effort into it.

“I think we should try,” I tell my triad mates.

“If I just accidentally kicked off some weird ‘we can do it better than them’ game by mentioning my less than stellar experiences with human men, I’m sorry. I’ll be good. Starting now.”

Owiin chuffs, crossing his arms as he gets closer to our mate. “You mention other males and we want to cover you in our spend so that you’ll smell of us, and only of us. We want our claim on you to be apparent to everyone else on this ship.”

“I…what? You want to…”

I’m definitely not imagining it when her eyes get large in interest. Kind of defeats the purpose of the shower we just gave her, but the thought of rubbing all our combined releases into her pretty skin and making her wear it the rest of the day sounds better than being freshly showered, anyway.

“The thing is,” I tell her, unable to stop stroking myself, “we cannot come unless we have gotten enough of you to let our bodies know we are mated. Also, we cannot come alone. We come as a group the first time.”

We watch her face as she battles internally, trying to figure out if she’s going to let us do what we need to do, or if she’s going to fight us on it because she is unaccustomed to our culture as of now. “May I ask something?”

“Can you do it while I rub myself against you?” I beg, kneeling before her on the bed.

“Fuck. Probably not. I don’t think I’ll be able to talk if you were to touch me with…that…” her eyes dilate further and her breath gets heavier, her hand clutching her forehead like she’s losing her fates damned mind.

Exactly how we want her.

“Does it make you uncomfortable, being sexual with us already?” I ask before she can jump in.

She’s quick to shake her head no.

“Does it bother you, us making it plain to others that you have a claim?”

Another frantic head shake, so she’s sure.

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