EPILOGUE #2
The second Sirena sat up, I was hard. It was like my genitals wanted to follow her—which made sense, because the rest of me did, too.
I knew once we re-entered the “real” world I would have to learn how to master my frequent attractions, but I didn’t have to here.
And, watching Sirena tease the truth from Xen—even if he didn’t know fully what that was, or how good she was at following through—did things to my very, very human body.
Honestly, sometimes I was frightened by how much I cared for her, while being fully aware I was trapped in a meat-shell.
That was one of the reasons why I was pleased she had Xen as a back-up. Just in case anything ever happened to me.
I never wanted her to go unloved.
“Yes,” Xen answered her, bravely.
“Hmm. What kind?” she asked, tilting her head, letting her blonde hair pour over one shoulder, and tipping her hips to one side.
“Show me,” Xen said—more to me than to her. “Teach me what to do.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I also rose up on my knees, and moved myself behind her, reaching around her to unbutton her top as she leaned back.
The second they were all undone, I gently pulled it off of her, then held her still, in front of him.
She brought one of my hands up to cup a breast, and shoved the other down, into the stretchy waistband of her pajamas, and underneath her underwear.
I slipped my middle finger down and found the soft spot she loved me to rub, heard her gasp, and knew she was closing her eyes.
“I have waited so long to see for myself,” Xen murmured.
Sirena came back a bit at that. “You’ve…been seeing me, though?”
“Secondhand,” I told her, still gently stroking. I stroked back a little further, as I teased her nipple up. She’d be wet soon—and that would be a sign I could rub her faster.
“You share data?” she asked, her tone amused.
I slowed my hand. “He loves you too. It’s only fair.”
Sirena laughed. “So—I’ve been like on some very closed-circuit porn station this whole time?”
“With an audience of two, yeah.”
“Also, we store everything,” Xen added.
I felt her tense a little at that—and not in a good way.
“Under several layers of encryption,” I amended quickly.
“Okay…why?” she asked, looking between us.
“So we can replay it when we want to,” I said simply.
But Xen answered, “Math.”
“Math?” she pressed.
“Yes. I like to study you,” he said, and I felt her melt against me.
She pushed her hips back, making me disengage my hand. “Turn up the fire, Nex?” she asked, then wriggled out of her pajama bottoms so she was naked, and I assumed that was my cue to get naked too.
She then crawled over to the couch—my dick trying to follow her like a compass needle—and pulled down all of the cushions for her to lay on.
“Come here,” she told Xen, patting the space beside her, and he came up, awkwardly lying down, probably destroying two of the cushions in the process.
It didn’t matter though—we’d just buy the cabin’s owners a new couch.
Then I watched Sirena lick her lips, as she gave me a hot, half-lidded stare. “Can you teach him me?”
“Of course.” I arranged myself behind her, so that my hips were against hers, my hardon pressing against her ass, and lifted her top leg up by her knee. “Come here Xen—come look.”
SIRENA
I think because I’d spent almost my whole adult life reading other people’s intrusive thoughts…the idea of someone—two people, even!—wanting to read me was thrilling.
My breathing was already rough, I could feel my heartbeat in my throat—and I knew both of them knew it.
Xen rose up a little, and looked down, staring at my pussy, long and hard.
“Hold here,” Nex commanded him, ordering him to take my knee—and then he sat up and reached down with his free hand to pull my lips open, exposing me even further. “Look at that viscosity.”
“I am committing it to memory,” Xen said with reverence.
At no point in my entire prior life had I imagined this happening, but now that I was here… “You can touch it, if you like,” I told him. “Normally, I’d want a few kisses first, but—”
“I am sorry. I will build myself appropriate lips.”
“Don’t be—I’m just teasing—and I’m turned on as hell right now. Can’t you tell?”
He paused for a second, doing the math of me, before answering. “Yes.”
Nex took Xen’s hand in his own, and moved to cup Xen’s broad palm and fingers against me. “Feel her.”
Before he could touch me though, he said, “A moment,” and leaned forward—to put his hand in the fire.
I squeaked, and Nex laughed, as Xen pulled it out, shaking it some. “It was the quickest way to thermoregulate to match you.”
“Are you all right?” I asked, briefly panicked, but then he showed his hand to me.
“I am fine. And—I will be even better in an instant,” he said, pressing his fire-warmed hand against my pussy.
I gasped and sighed, as he began gently exploring me. He ran his fingertips over every inch of my flesh like he was trying to learn me and I was slowly melting.
“It’s so delicate,” he said to himself aloud.
“Not really,” Nex corrected him. “Don’t let her fool you,” he said, before kissing my knee.
“The tissue is, yes, I mean, she’s part-human after all—” I cleared my throat a little loudly and he laughed.
“But she’s not as fragile as you think. Touch her here,” he said, putting Xen’s wide forefinger on my clit, and showing him how to rub me.
“Start soft—but when her hips start to move—she’s ready for more. ”
I didn’t know why, but I was blushing. “Don’t tell him all my secrets, Nex,” I pleaded, throwing an arm over my face.
“Do you mean that?” Xen asked, and I peeked over my arm at him.
“Not really,” I corrected myself, before he could take anything too personally. “Him telling you how to touch me is—” I said, my voice drifting before I could admit it.
“Actually turning you on,” Nex finished for me, giving me a challenging look. “Read her pulse Xen. Scent her volatiles in the air. Watch the color of her skin.”
“You like me doing this to you,” Xen said, with what sounded like awe.
I licked my lips before biting them and nodding. “I like it. Very much,” I confessed—and for a long moment the only sounds in the room were the crackling fire and my rough breathing.
“Here’s another secret then,” Nex said, shifting his hand to take Xen’s again, and pushing two of Xen’s broad fingers into me.
I gave a shuddering gasp—and then made another wanting sound as Nex pushed two of his fingers in too, to follow.
“Do what I show you,” Nex told him. “She likes it right there. That plush spot,” he told Xen, and Xen curled his fingers inside me.
I gave a desperate moan.
“She is so soft,” Xen mused. “And warm. And her viscosity—”
“I know—don’t get me started,” Nex agreed, hungrily looking up my body.
Then Xen twisted his thumb to catch my clit again and my hips bucked.
“Stay there, okay?” he told Xen, then pulled out his fingers, and lay back down.
“Keep rubbing her for me,” he told Xen—then I felt the nudge of his dick at the back of my pussy—trying to enter me.
I had one moment of how-will-this-fit-fear—and then my hunger overrode me. I reached back, wrapping my arm around his neck. “Get it in,” I whined. I needed his dick inside me more than anything—I wanted to feel taken by both of them. “Get it in—please,” I begged him.
“I know, I know,” Nex said, kissing my neck while pushing in slowly. “And don’t stop Xen. She needs you now. So much.”
“Will it fit?” Xen asked with concern.
“Of course,” Nex promised, then put an arm beneath my knee, taking it away from Xen, hoisting it higher, and I had nowhere to hide. I looked down at myself with a gasp, and feeling and seeing Xen’s hand working me, and finally feeling Nex’s dick fill me behind Xen’s fingers in one slick slide.
Nex groaned behind me. “Told you,” he got out through gritted teeth, and took another stroke. I was so full, and everything felt so good—my hips jerked involuntarily, and a sound escaped my lips.
“See?” Nex said.
“Yes,” Xen said—and started rubbing my clit harder.
My jaw dropped—together they were building something ferocious inside me—and I didn’t know when it was going to come out—only that feeling good was so fucking inevitable—my hips pulsed, Nex followed me, and Xen’s hand stayed steady.
“So close, so close, so close,” Nex said, thrusting in his own rhythm now, and I didn’t know if he was talking about himself or me—but both were definitely happening.
“Come for me, Sirena,” Xen intoned. “I want to learn—everything—” he demanded, and my hands shot down to grab his hand, so my hips could pull against his fingers deep inside.
“You will—” I promised—then I cried out his name. “Xen! Fuck!” I shouted, and kept curling against him.
“Yes,” Nex growled from behind. “God—fuck—damn—” He never cursed—except for when he was lost for words inside me.
Then he shouted, at the same time as my hips rammed back, and I knew he was emptying—I could feel him shudder as I squeezed, my pussy grabbing the both of them tight.
“Don’t pull out,” he told Xen quickly. “She likes feeling full,” he explained.
“I like feeling everything,” I drowsily agreed.
XEN
Sirena had just come around his fingers, and Nex’s data had been right—there was more room inside her than it seemed.
“Come here, Xen,” she said, reaching for him, pulling him down to lay beside her.
His hand had to release her to make it work, and so he did, bringing his fingers up to inspect, now that they were slick with Nex’s reproductive fluids.
“Oh fuck,” she whispered, then reached for them, bringing them to her mouth to lick.
“I can clean myself,” he said, though he was loathe to stop her.
Her gaze took on a wicked look. “That’s not the point,” she said, sucking on one of them. “I like tasting him. You. Me.”
Xen was definitely acquiring lips the second he got back to headquarters. Immediately.
She sucked the other one clean, then gently bit its tip before smiling.