Chapter 6 #2
I shook my head frantically. "No, no—don't stop. It's perfect. You're perfect."
His relieved smile was brief before it transformed into an expression of fierce concentration.
He withdrew slowly, those spiral ridges dragging against my inner walls in a way that had me arching off the bed, before pushing back in with deliberate control.
Each thrust was precisely calculated, angled to hit spots inside me I hadn't known existed.
Aano's mouth closed over my nipple, sucking gently as Yahn fucked me with those measured strokes.
The dual sensation—Yahn between my legs, Aano at my breast—had me spiraling toward orgasm with embarrassing speed.
I tangled one hand in Aano's blue-black hair, the other gripping Yahn's shoulder, my nails digging into his reddish skin.
"That's it," Aano murmured against my breast. "Let go for us, pretty human. I want to see you come on his cock."
His words pushed me closer to the edge, and when Yahn's tail suddenly wrapped around my thigh, the tip finding my clit with unerring accuracy, I shattered.
My orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave, my body clenching around Yahn's ridged length as waves of pleasure radiating outward from my core.
I cried out, back arching, vision blurring at the edges as the intensity of it overwhelmed me.
Yahn's rhythm faltered as my inner muscles clamped down on him, his expression one of awe and strain as he fought to maintain control. "So beautiful," he whispered, his eyes locked on my face as I rode out the waves of my climax.
As the final tremors subsided, he eased himself from me with obvious reluctance. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, but before I could protest further, Aano was moving between my legs.
"My turn," he rumbled, his massive hands gripping my hips. "Think you can take both of me, little human?"
The question startled a laugh from me. "One at a time, blue boy. Let's not get too ambitious on our first night."
He grinned, a flash of white against his blue skin. "Next time, then."
The casual promise of a "next time" sent a flutter through my chest that I wasn't prepared to examine.
Instead, I focused on the delicious anticipation as he positioned himself at my entrance.
The head of his primary shaft was broader than Yahn's, blunter without the ridges, and I gasped as he began to press forward.
"Breathe," he instructed, one large hand splayed across my lower abdomen. "Relax for me."
I forced myself to take deep breaths as he eased into me, the stretch different but equally intense.
Where Yahn had been all precision and targeted pleasure, Aano filled me completely, the sheer size of him pressing against every nerve ending simultaneously.
His secondary shaft rubbed against my clit as he seated himself fully, creating a friction that had me gasping.
"Fuck, you're huge," I managed, my hands clutching at his forearms.
"Too much?" he echoed Yahn's earlier question, his brow furrowed with concern despite the strain evident in his expression.
"No," I replied, shifting my hips experimentally and moaning at the sensation. "Just... different. Move, please."
He began to thrust, his rhythm more primal than Yahn's calculated strokes.
Each drive of his hips sent his secondary shaft rubbing against my sensitized clit, building a different kind of pleasure.
Yahn moved to kneel beside my head, his ridged cock still glistening with my juices.
Without thinking, I turned my head and took him into my mouth, tasting myself on him as Aano continued to pound into me.
The dual sensation of being filled at both ends had me moaning around Yahn's cock, the vibrations drawing a hiss of pleasure from him.
His tail wrapped around my waist, squeezing me and holding me where I was.
I felt owned, possessed in the most delicious way, caught between these two magnificent aliens who seemed determined to ruin me for anyone else.
Aano's pace increased, his grip on my hips almost bruising as he drove into me. The pressure of his secondary shaft against my clit built and built until I was teetering on the edge of another orgasm. Yahn's hands tangled in my hair, guiding my movements on his cock with gentle pressure.
"That's it," Aano growled, watching my face as I approached climax. "Let go, pretty human. Want to feel you come around me?"
His words pushed me over, and I came with a muffled cry around Yahn's cock, my body clenching rhythmically around Aano's thick shaft. The intensity of it had tears leaking from the corners of my eyes, stars bursting behind my closed lids as pleasure crashed through me in relentless waves.
Aano groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as my inner muscles milked him.
Yahn carefully withdrew from my mouth, allowing me to gasp for breath as the aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through me and Aano pounded into me with wild force, gripping me tightly to him as the lewd sounds of our hips slapping together filled the room.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come." He slammed his hips in deep, his cock swelling as a flood of hot moisture filled my pussy.
I lay there panting, limbs heavy with satisfaction, watching through half-closed eyes as Yahn moved between my legs again. The sight of his ridged cock, still hard and glistening, made my over-sensitive body clench with renewed desire despite my exhaustion.
"One more position," he suggested, his voice a sensual purr that vibrated through me. "Think you can handle it?"
"Try me," I challenged, my voice hoarse from my cries of pleasure.
With surprising strength, he lifted me, turning me over onto my hands and knees. I felt the bed dip as Aano moved beside me, as Yahn's hands gripped my hips from behind, and then he was pushing into me again, those spiral ridges creating a whole new symphony of sensation in this position.
"Oh, fuck," I moaned, dropping to my elbows as he filled me completely. The angle allowed him even deeper, the head of his cock pressing against spots that made my vision blur.
The stimulation was too much—Yahn's ridged cock hitting perfect spots inside me, his tail working my clit, as Aano's mouth and hands teased at my body—and I felt another orgasm building impossibly fast. I moaned, my body trembling with the effort of holding myself up as pleasure built to unbearable levels.
"So good," Yahn said from behind me, his voice thicker with his approaching climax. "So perfect for us."
His praise tipped me over the edge, and I came with a scream, my entire body convulsing with the force of it.
Yahn groaned, his rhythm faltering as he followed me over, his release hot inside me.
But he didn't stop at that; he grabbed my hips and drilled in harder, holding my well-fucked body still as he rode me to another orgasm, and this time, threw his head back with a shout, filling me with another hot rush of cum.
I collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent, my body still twitching with aftershocks.
Gentle hands turned me over, and I felt a warm cloth cleaning the mess of cum from between my legs.
I forced my heavy eyelids open to find Yahn tenderly wiping my stomach and thighs, while Aano stroked my hair back from my sweat-dampened forehead.
"Alright?" Aano asked, genuine concern in his deep voice.
I laughed weakly, feeling more relaxed and satisfied than I had in years. "Better than alright." I frowned down at my inner thighs. "Does your cum stain?"
Aano chuckled. "I suppose on skin as pale as yours, it would."