Chapter 22
Zarath
I sank into the plush cushions of our cabin's couch, the sleek lines of the Voyager's interior fading into a blur as exhaustion washed over me. Dave's sexy body was beside me, his powerful wings folded neatly against his back as he traced patterns on my chest, concern in his eyes. Delilah curled up on my other side, her soft curves a comforting warmth against my skin.
Delilah's lips brushed mine in a feather-light kiss. "Are you okay, Zarath?" she murmured. "I think I can feel you, but if that's you, you're oddly content."
It was still strange to me that this emotional bond between us wasn't a two-way street. I could transmit to them, but not read them, and even that was an imperfect science. It wasn't like my brother, who seemed to know exactly what Elijah had been thinking.
Still, it made me feel close to them. It made our connection stronger, and I loved transmitting sensual thoughts to them to get them all worked up.
For now, I tried to show her the peace I felt as I savored the gentle press of her mouth, allowing myself to be enveloped by the love radiating from both of my partners. The ever-present knot of anxiety in my chest began to unravel, replaced by a flood of warmth.
"I'm... better," I admitted, my normally precise speech faltering. "Being here with you both helps more than I can articulate."
Dave's eyes crinkled with affection as he reached across to squeeze my hand. "We've got you, babe."
I took a deep breath, inhaling the mingled scents of Dave's earthy musk and Delilah's floral perfume. "Moslu's condition is worrying for sure, but it was the uncertainty that was truly corrosive," I confessed. "The ceaseless search for my brother, never knowing if we'd find answers or only more questions. Now that we've located him..."
My voice trailed off as I struggled to process the tumultuous emotions. Dave's wing unfurled, wrapping around us protectively.
"Now there's hope," Delilah finished softly.
I nodded, my silvery hair falling across my forehead. "Indeed. The path forward may be arduous, perhaps even impossible. But at least the search has concluded and I can get him help."
Dave's chest rumbled with a low chuckle. "Leave it to you to make 'we found your long-lost brother' sound like a scientific thesis."
I narrowed my eyes at him, but couldn't suppress a small smile. "You adore my expansive vocabulary, you philistine."
"Guilty as charged," Dave grinned, leaning in to nuzzle my neck. "And my good boy adores being fucked by a brute like me, doesn't he?"
"Yes," I whispered. "So much."
As Dave's lips trailed along my skin, igniting sparks of pleasure, I caught Delilah's gaze. The love shining in her eyes made my breath catch. For the first time in what felt like eons, I allowed myself to fully relax into the embrace of my lovers, savoring the precious gift of their unwavering support.
Dave's eyes sparkled with mischief as he pulled back slightly. "So, does this mean you'll finally give up those vigilante justice side quests of yours? I mean, now that your primary mission is complete..."
I narrowed my eyes at him, feeling a mix of amusement and indignation. "Surely you love me just as I am, 'side quests' and all," I retorted, my voice dropping to a silky purr. "Or have I misinterpreted your affections all this time?"
Dave's response was immediate and unmistakable. He leaned in, capturing my lips in a searing kiss that sent electricity coursing through my veins. His massive hands cradled my face as his tongue danced with mine, leaving no doubt about his feelings.
When we finally parted, both slightly breathless, Dave's voice was husky. "Does that answer your question? I fucking love you, and I don't want you to get hurt on your quest. No more solo missions, no more anything without consulting me. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," I whispered.
"And I know what you did on the Chokreini space station, confronting those thugs."
I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. The intensity of Dave's gaze sent a familiar warmth pooling in my lower abdomen, and I asked him if he wanted to spank me. He swatted my ass and told me I'd enjoy that way too much.
We both turned to Delilah, and Dave kissed her forehead. "And you, my sweet girl? You doing okay?"
Delilah's warm brown eyes clouded slightly, and I reached over and brushed a curl out of her face as she shrugged. "I'm... okay, I guess. I'm glad I could help keep him from getting killed, but..." she trailed off, biting her lower lip.
"But?" I prompted softly, stroking my thumb across her knuckles.
She sighed. "I don't know if we'll ever truly mend things between us. Not after the things he's said."
I nodded, understanding the weight of unresolved family conflicts all too well. "Healing takes time," I murmured, pulling her closer. "And sometimes, the most we can do is focus on our own growth and happiness."
"Amen to that," Dave interjected, his warm, bass-infused voice rippling through me. He slid his massive, muscular arm around Delilah's waist, pulling her between us. "And what better way to find solace than in the arms of those who love you?" he purred, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Delilah couldn't help but smile, her full lips curving upward. "You do have a point."
"Enough talk," he growled playfully, pushing me onto my back with surprising gentleness. "I think we all need a distraction."
My breath caught as Dave's moss-green face lowered to my groin. His warm, wet tongue flicked out, giving my cock a quick, delicious lick that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through my body.
"Dave," I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair. "You're incorrigible."
He looked up at me. "You love it," he teased, before turning to Delilah. "Come here, beautiful. Let's show our boy how much we adore him."
Delilah's face lit up, her earlier melancholy replaced by a mischievous grin. She straddled my hips, her warm skin a stark contrast to my cooler alien physiology. Dave guided her, using my cock to tease her entrance.
"Oh, Zarath," Delilah whimpered, her hips rocking slightly. "You feel so good."
I was putty in their hands, overcome by sensation and emotion. "Please," I begged, not entirely sure what I was asking for. Dave seemed to understand, though. He continued to use my shaft, sliding it along Delilah's slick folds, making her cry out in pleasure.
"That's it," Dave murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "Let go, both of you. We've got you."
With a final, deliberate movement, Dave guided Delilah down onto me. We cried out in unison as she sank onto my shaft. I gasped as Delilah's warmth enveloped me, her tight walls pulsing around my shaft. The sensation was exquisite, made even more intense by Dave's hungry gaze as he watched us.
"You two are fucking gorgeous together," Dave growled, his moss-green skin flushed with arousal. He leaned in, capturing Delilah's lips in a passionate kiss while his hand snaked between us to rub her clit.
Delilah moaned into Dave's mouth, her hips rocking against me. "Oh god, yes," she whimpered, breaking the kiss. "Zarath, you feel amazing inside me. I can feel everything you're feeling."
I couldn't help the smug grin that spread across my face. This was a time when my abilities were quite useful.
"Show-off," Dave teased, but his fingers never stopped their ministrations on Delilah's clit.
Delilah cried out, her movements becoming more frantic. "Please, I need... I need..."
"We know what you need, sweetheart," Dave murmured. He gently pushed her forward, positioning her so that she was sprawled across my chest. I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against where Delilah and I were joined.
My breath caught in my throat. "Dave, are you-"
"Fuck, I love you both more than anything," Dave groaned as he pushed forward, sliding into Delilah alongside me.
The sensation was overwhelming — Delilah's tight heat, Dave's thick shaft pressed against mine, the love and desire flowing between us. As we started to move together, I was struck by how perfectly we fit, in every sense of the word.
I gasped as Delilah's slick walls clenched around me, the sensation heightened by Dave's thick shaft sliding alongside my own. The tight, wet heat was intoxicating, and I found myself getting lost in the rhythm of our bodies moving together.
"You both feel so good," I moaned, my hips bucking upwards. The veins along my shaft pulsed, sending waves of pleasure through all three of us.
Dave's breath was hot against my ear as he leaned forward. "Zarath, you're incredible," he panted, his powerful wings trembling with each thrust.
Delilah whimpered between us, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "Oh god, I can feel you both so deep," she cried out.
I caressed her back, feeling the sweat-slick skin beneath my palm. "That's it, love. Take us both," I encouraged, my voice husky with desire.
Dave and I found a synchronized rhythm, our cocks sliding against each other inside Delilah's tight pussy. The friction was delicious, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.
"Fuck, yes," Dave groaned, his eyes locked on mine. "Just like that."
Delilah's cries grew louder, her body trembling between us. "I'm so close," she gasped. "I love you both so much, I can't-"
Her words dissolved into a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy spasmed around us, the contractions almost unbearably intense.
The pulsing of Delilah's orgasm around our joined cocks was exquisite torture. I could feel my control slipping away, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.
"Dave," I gasped, my usual composure shattered. "I can't- I need to-"
"Not yet, love," Dave growled, his hips never faltering in their rhythm. "Hold on for me."
I whimpered, a sound I'd never made before, as I fought against the overwhelming urge to let go. My cock pulsed wildly inside her, heightening the sensation.
"Please," I begged, my voice raw with need. "Dave, I can't-"
"You can," he insisted, leaning down to capture my lips in a searing kiss.
Delilah's breathless moans filled the air as she began to climb towards another peak. "Oh god, I'm going to come again," she cried out.
Dave's pace increased, driving us all closer to the edge. "Together," he commanded. "Come with us, Zarath."
The tension coiled tighter, almost painful in its intensity. And then, finally, Dave gave a sharp nod.
"Now," he growled.
The dam broke. Pleasure exploded through me, whiting out my vision. I distantly heard myself crying out, mingled with Dave and Delilah's passionate exclamations.
"I love you," Delilah sobbed, her body shuddering between us.
"Love you both," Dave groaned, his wings fully extended as he came.
"My loves," I managed to gasp, overwhelmed by the intensity of both the physical and emotional sensations.
We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and sweat-slicked skin. As we caught our breath, Delilah's soft voice broke the silence.
"There's nothing left to do but get married," she murmured, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.
I blinked, my analytical mind struggling to process her words through the post-coital haze. Dave, ever quick with a response, chuckled.
"Is that a proposal, Del? Because if it is, I say yes," he grinned, his eyes twinkling. "What do you say, Zarath?"
"Yes," I heard myself say, almost automatically.
Suddenly, my Chokreini pride reasserted itself. "Hey, I get to decide that for myself!" I protested, my skin flushing a deeper blue. But even as the words left my mouth, I knew my answer wouldn't change.
Dave laughed, a rich, warm sound that filled our cabin on the Voyager. "Of course you do, love. So what's your decision?"
I gazed at them both, these two incredible beings who had shattered my carefully constructed walls and brought such unexpected joy into my life. Delilah, with her quiet strength and insatiable curiosity. Dave, whose playful exterior belied a depth of feeling I was only beginning to understand.
"Yes," I said again, this time with certainty. "Yes, I'll marry you both."
Delilah's eyes welled with tears of joy, and Dave's wings rustled with excitement. As they pulled me into a tender embrace, I felt a sense of peace settle over me. Whatever challenges lay ahead: my brother, Delilah's family, the complexities of our unconventional relationship — I knew I could face them with these two by my side.
I sank into the plush cushions of our cabin's couch, the sleek lines of the Voyager's interior fading into a blur as exhaustion washed over me. Dave's sexy body was beside me, his powerful wings folded neatly against his back as he traced patterns on my chest, concern in his eyes. Delilah curled up on my other side, her soft curves a comforting warmth against my skin.
Delilah's lips brushed mine in a feather-light kiss. "Are you okay, Zarath?" she murmured. "I think I can feel you, but if that's you, you're oddly content."
It was still strange to me that this emotional bond between us wasn't a two-way street. I could transmit to them, but not read them, and even that was an imperfect science. It wasn't like my brother, who seemed to know exactly what Elijah had been thinking.
Still, it made me feel close to them. It made our connection stronger, and I loved transmitting sensual thoughts to them to get them all worked up.
For now, I tried to show her the peace I felt as I savored the gentle press of her mouth, allowing myself to be enveloped by the love radiating from both of my partners. The ever-present knot of anxiety in my chest began to unravel, replaced by a flood of warmth.
"I'm... better," I admitted, my normally precise speech faltering. "Being here with you both helps more than I can articulate."
Dave's eyes crinkled with affection as he reached across to squeeze my hand. "We've got you, babe."
I took a deep breath, inhaling the mingled scents of Dave's earthy musk and Delilah's floral perfume. "Moslu's condition is worrying for sure, but it was the uncertainty that was truly corrosive," I confessed. "The ceaseless search for my brother, never knowing if we'd find answers or only more questions. Now that we've located him..."
My voice trailed off as I struggled to process the tumultuous emotions. Dave's wing unfurled, wrapping around us protectively.
"Now there's hope," Delilah finished softly.
I nodded, my silvery hair falling across my forehead. "Indeed. The path forward may be arduous, perhaps even impossible. But at least the search has concluded and I can get him help."
Dave's chest rumbled with a low chuckle. "Leave it to you to make 'we found your long-lost brother' sound like a scientific thesis."
I narrowed my eyes at him, but couldn't suppress a small smile. "You adore my expansive vocabulary, you philistine."
"Guilty as charged," Dave grinned, leaning in to nuzzle my neck. "And my good boy adores being fucked by a brute like me, doesn't he?"
"Yes," I whispered. "So much."
As Dave's lips trailed along my skin, igniting sparks of pleasure, I caught Delilah's gaze. The love shining in her eyes made my breath catch. For the first time in what felt like eons, I allowed myself to fully relax into the embrace of my lovers, savoring the precious gift of their unwavering support.
Dave's eyes sparkled with mischief as he pulled back slightly. "So, does this mean you'll finally give up those vigilante justice side quests of yours? I mean, now that your primary mission is complete..."
I narrowed my eyes at him, feeling a mix of amusement and indignation. "Surely you love me just as I am, 'side quests' and all," I retorted, my voice dropping to a silky purr. "Or have I misinterpreted your affections all this time?"
Dave's response was immediate and unmistakable. He leaned in, capturing my lips in a searing kiss that sent electricity coursing through my veins. His massive hands cradled my face as his tongue danced with mine, leaving no doubt about his feelings.
When we finally parted, both slightly breathless, Dave's voice was husky. "Does that answer your question? I fucking love you, and I don't want you to get hurt on your quest. No more solo missions, no more anything without consulting me. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," I whispered.
"And I know what you did on the Chokreini space station, confronting those thugs."
I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. The intensity of Dave's gaze sent a familiar warmth pooling in my lower abdomen, and I asked him if he wanted to spank me. He swatted my ass and told me I'd enjoy that way too much.
We both turned to Delilah, and Dave kissed her forehead. "And you, my sweet girl? You doing okay?"
Delilah's warm brown eyes clouded slightly, and I reached over and brushed a curl out of her face as she shrugged. "I'm... okay, I guess. I'm glad I could help keep him from getting killed, but..." she trailed off, biting her lower lip.
"But?" I prompted softly, stroking my thumb across her knuckles.
She sighed. "I don't know if we'll ever truly mend things between us. Not after the things he's said."
I nodded, understanding the weight of unresolved family conflicts all too well. "Healing takes time," I murmured, pulling her closer. "And sometimes, the most we can do is focus on our own growth and happiness."
"Amen to that," Dave interjected, his warm, bass-infused voice rippling through me. He slid his massive, muscular arm around Delilah's waist, pulling her between us. "And what better way to find solace than in the arms of those who love you?" he purred, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Delilah couldn't help but smile, her full lips curving upward. "You do have a point."
"Enough talk," he growled playfully, pushing me onto my back with surprising gentleness. "I think we all need a distraction."
My breath caught as Dave's moss-green face lowered to my groin. His warm, wet tongue flicked out, giving my cock a quick, delicious lick that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through my body.
"Dave," I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair. "You're incorrigible."
He looked up at me. "You love it," he teased, before turning to Delilah. "Come here, beautiful. Let's show our boy how much we adore him."
Delilah's face lit up, her earlier melancholy replaced by a mischievous grin. She straddled my hips, her warm skin a stark contrast to my cooler alien physiology. Dave guided her, using my cock to tease her entrance.
"Oh, Zarath," Delilah whimpered, her hips rocking slightly. "You feel so good."
I was putty in their hands, overcome by sensation and emotion. "Please," I begged, not entirely sure what I was asking for. Dave seemed to understand, though. He continued to use my shaft, sliding it along Delilah's slick folds, making her cry out in pleasure.
"That's it," Dave murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "Let go, both of you. We've got you."
With a final, deliberate movement, Dave guided Delilah down onto me. We cried out in unison as she sank onto my shaft. I gasped as Delilah's warmth enveloped me, her tight walls pulsing around my shaft. The sensation was exquisite, made even more intense by Dave's hungry gaze as he watched us.
"You two are fucking gorgeous together," Dave growled, his moss-green skin flushed with arousal. He leaned in, capturing Delilah's lips in a passionate kiss while his hand snaked between us to rub her clit.
Delilah moaned into Dave's mouth, her hips rocking against me. "Oh god, yes," she whimpered, breaking the kiss. "Zarath, you feel amazing inside me. I can feel everything you're feeling."
I couldn't help the smug grin that spread across my face. This was a time when my abilities were quite useful.
"Show-off," Dave teased, but his fingers never stopped their ministrations on Delilah's clit.
Delilah cried out, her movements becoming more frantic. "Please, I need... I need..."
"We know what you need, sweetheart," Dave murmured. He gently pushed her forward, positioning her so that she was sprawled across my chest. I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against where Delilah and I were joined.
My breath caught in my throat. "Dave, are you-"
"Fuck, I love you both more than anything," Dave groaned as he pushed forward, sliding into Delilah alongside me.
The sensation was overwhelming — Delilah's tight heat, Dave's thick shaft pressed against mine, the love and desire flowing between us. As we started to move together, I was struck by how perfectly we fit, in every sense of the word.
I gasped as Delilah's slick walls clenched around me, the sensation heightened by Dave's thick shaft sliding alongside my own. The tight, wet heat was intoxicating, and I found myself getting lost in the rhythm of our bodies moving together.
"You both feel so good," I moaned, my hips bucking upwards. The veins along my shaft pulsed, sending waves of pleasure through all three of us.
Dave's breath was hot against my ear as he leaned forward. "Zarath, you're incredible," he panted, his powerful wings trembling with each thrust.
Delilah whimpered between us, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "Oh god, I can feel you both so deep," she cried out.
I caressed her back, feeling the sweat-slick skin beneath my palm. "That's it, love. Take us both," I encouraged, my voice husky with desire.
Dave and I found a synchronized rhythm, our cocks sliding against each other inside Delilah's tight pussy. The friction was delicious, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.
"Fuck, yes," Dave groaned, his eyes locked on mine. "Just like that."
Delilah's cries grew louder, her body trembling between us. "I'm so close," she gasped. "I love you both so much, I can't-"
Her words dissolved into a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy spasmed around us, the contractions almost unbearably intense.
The pulsing of Delilah's orgasm around our joined cocks was exquisite torture. I could feel my control slipping away, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.
"Dave," I gasped, my usual composure shattered. "I can't- I need to-"
"Not yet, love," Dave growled, his hips never faltering in their rhythm. "Hold on for me."
I whimpered, a sound I'd never made before, as I fought against the overwhelming urge to let go. My cock pulsed wildly inside her, heightening the sensation.
"Please," I begged, my voice raw with need. "Dave, I can't-"
"You can," he insisted, leaning down to capture my lips in a searing kiss.
Delilah's breathless moans filled the air as she began to climb towards another peak. "Oh god, I'm going to come again," she cried out.
Dave's pace increased, driving us all closer to the edge. "Together," he commanded. "Come with us, Zarath."
The tension coiled tighter, almost painful in its intensity. And then, finally, Dave gave a sharp nod.
"Now," he growled.
The dam broke. Pleasure exploded through me, whiting out my vision. I distantly heard myself crying out, mingled with Dave and Delilah's passionate exclamations.
"I love you," Delilah sobbed, her body shuddering between us.
"Love you both," Dave groaned, his wings fully extended as he came.
"My loves," I managed to gasp, overwhelmed by the intensity of both the physical and emotional sensations.
We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and sweat-slicked skin. As we caught our breath, Delilah's soft voice broke the silence.
"There's nothing left to do but get married," she murmured, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.
I blinked, my analytical mind struggling to process her words through the post-coital haze. Dave, ever quick with a response, chuckled.
"Is that a proposal, Del? Because if it is, I say yes," he grinned, his eyes twinkling. "What do you say, Zarath?"
"Yes," I heard myself say, almost automatically.
Suddenly, my Chokreini pride reasserted itself. "Hey, I get to decide that for myself!" I protested, my skin flushing a deeper blue. But even as the words left my mouth, I knew my answer wouldn't change.
Dave laughed, a rich, warm sound that filled our cabin on the Voyager. "Of course you do, love. So what's your decision?"
I gazed at them both, these two incredible beings who had shattered my carefully constructed walls and brought such unexpected joy into my life. Delilah, with her quiet strength and insatiable curiosity. Dave, whose playful exterior belied a depth of feeling I was only beginning to understand.
"Yes," I said again, this time with certainty. "Yes, I'll marry you both."
Delilah's eyes welled with tears of joy, and Dave's wings rustled with excitement. As they pulled me into a tender embrace, I felt a sense of peace settle over me. Whatever challenges lay ahead: my brother, Delilah's family, the complexities of our unconventional relationship — I knew I could face them with these two by my side.