Chapter 6
Leah
We stumbled down the corridor, a tangle of wandering hands and hungry mouths. Yahn's tail wrapped briefly around my wrist, tugging me back for another kiss that left me dizzy. Aano's teeth grazed my neck, and the sharp sensation drew a whimper from me.
"So responsive," he against my skin. "Gonna make you scream, pretty human."
The promise in his voice made my pussy clench with anticipation. I fumbled with the biometric scanner beside my bedroom door, my hand shaking as Yahn's fingers traced teasing patterns along my spine.
The door slid open, revealing my private sanctuary.
Their eyes widened as they took in the panoramic windows displaying the starscape, the enormous antigrav bed with its luxurious sheets, the plush carpeting, and elegant furnishings.
My bedroom was my one true indulgence, a space that rivaled the luxury suites of the finest hotels across the galaxy.
"Impressed?" I asked, watching their reactions with no small amount of pride.
"With the room?" Yahn's voice was a warm purr as his gaze returned to me. "Or with the woman who owns it?"
Before I could answer, I grabbed both their hands and pulled them fully into the room. The door slid shut behind us with a soft hiss, and the room's ambient lighting adjusted automatically, casting everything in a flattering golden glow.
"Both," I said, feeling reckless and wild. "But I didn't bring you here to admire the décor."
"Fuck," Aano breathed, his blue skin darkening with arousal as I stopped and turned to face them. "Look at you."
I stood before them in nothing but my lace underwear and high heels, my skin prickling with goosebumps that had nothing to do with the temperature. Yahn stepped forward first, his tail swishing behind him with obvious excitement.
"May I?" he asked, a hand hovering near my waist.
I nodded, not trusting my voice. His hands settled on my hips, and without warning, he lifted me effortlessly.
I let out a startled laugh that quickly transformed into a moan as Aano moved in, sandwiching me between their powerful bodies.
They lifted me higher, Yahn's hands supporting my thighs as Aano's gripped my waist. The sensation of being at their mercy, suspended between their strength, was intoxicating.
Yahn's mouth found my neck, trailing hot kisses along my pulse point while Aano claimed my lips again.
I wrapped my legs around Yahn's waist, feeling the hard ridge of his cock pressed against me through his pants.
My hands tangled in Aano's blue-black hair, tugging him closer as our tongues danced.
They carried me to the bed, their movements synchronized like they'd done this together before. The thought sent another rush of heat through me. Yahn laid me down with surprising gentleness, and then they were both looming over me, their eyes dark with hunger.
"So beautiful," Yahn said. His tail flicked with obvious excitement.
Aano hummed in agreement, one large blue hand sliding up my stomach to cup my breast through the delicate lace of my bra. His thumb brushed across my nipple, and I arched into his touch, desperate for more.
"Please," I whispered, reaching for them both.
They needed no further invitation. Yahn's mouth replaced Aano's hand on my breast, his hot tongue laving over the sensitive peak through the lace.
Aano moved lower, his hands spreading my thighs as he settled between them.
I felt his hot breath against my core, and then his tongue was tracing the edge of my panties, teasing mercilessly.
I writhed beneath their attentions, my hands clutching at the sheets as pleasure built rapidly within me.
Yahn's clever fingers slipped beneath my bra, pushing the cup aside to expose my breast to his hungry mouth.
The sensation of his hot tongue against my nipple had me crying out, my back arching off the bed.
"So sensitive," he said. "Let's see what other sounds we can draw from you."
He reached behind me, unhooking my bra with expert precision. As the garment fell away, both of them stared at my exposed breasts with such blatant appreciation that I felt myself flush with pleased embarrassment.
"Perfect," Aano growled, abandoning his position between my legs to claim a breast for himself. His large blue hands nearly spanned my ribcage as he held me, his mouth closing over my nipple with gentle suction that had me gasping.
Their hands seemed to be everywhere at once—Yahn's fingers trailing fire down my stomach while Aano's palm pressed against my core through my panties, feeling the wetness there. I reached for them both, my hands fumbling with the fastenings on their pants with desperate urgency.
"Off," I commanded, tugging at the fabric. "I want to see you. Both of you."
They exchanged a glance over my body, something unreadable passing between them, and then Yahn's hands moved to his pants, unfastening them with deliberate slowness. Aano mirrored his actions, his massive blue fingers working the closure of his trousers.
I propped myself up on my elbows, watching with undisguised hunger as they revealed themselves to me.
Yahn's pants slid down his lean hips first, and I couldn't stop the gasp that escaped me at the sight of his cock.
It was a deep burnt orange, darker than his skin, with spiral ridges running its considerable length.
It curved upward, the tip glistening with pre-cum.
Then Aano pushed his pants down, and my eyes widened.
His cock—or rather, cocks—were unlike anything I'd ever seen.
Twin shafts emerged from the nest of blue-black hair at his groin, both thick and imposing, the color a slightly deeper blue than his skin.
One was larger than the other, both tipped with what looked like a specialized head—the etoux, he'd called it.
"Holy fuck," I breathed, looking between them. "You both look like custom sex toys come to life."
The comment startled a laugh from both of them, easing some of the tension that had built with their reveal.
"Is that a complaint?" Aano asked, his voice rumbling with amusement.
"God, no," I replied, reaching for them both. "It's the hottest thing I've ever seen."
My fingers wrapped around Aano's dual shafts first, marveling at how they felt like warm velvet over steel.
His sharp intake of breath encouraged me, and I stroked upward experimentally, watching as a bead of blue liquid formed at the tip of the larger shaft.
Out of curiosity, I swiped my thumb through it, bringing it to my lips for a taste.
Salty and sweet, with an alien tang that wasn't unpleasant.
"Fuck," he groaned, watching me with intense eyes. "You're going to be the death of me, little human."
I smiled wickedly and turned my attention to Yahn, wrapping my hand around his length.
The spiral ridges created an interesting texture against my palm, and the sensation made my pussy clench with anticipation.
His tail wrapped around my wrist as I stroked him, the tip caressing my skin in a mimicry of my own touch on his cock.
"Look at you," Yahn said, his voice strained. "So eager to play with your new toys."
I laughed, feeling powerful and desired as I stroked them both. "And to think I almost skipped that charity auction."
Their laughter joined mine, but quickly gave way to groans as I continued my explorations. Yahn's hands moved to my panties, hooking his fingers in the waistband.
"May I?" he asked.
"Please," I replied, lifting my hips to help him.
He slid the lace down my legs with reverent slowness, exposing me to their hungry gazes. Aano's hand slipped between my spread thighs, his large blue fingers tracing the seam of my pussy with gentle curiosity.
"So wet already," his finger circled my entrance. "Is this all for us, pretty human?"
I nodded, beyond words as his thick finger pressed inside me, stretching me deliciously.
Yahn moved up beside me, his mouth claiming mine in a deep kiss as Aano continued his explorations between my legs.
I was sandwiched between them again, surrounded by alien heat and the intoxicating scent of their arousal mixing with mine.
My hands resumed their earlier mission, stroking both their cocks as they pleasured me with their hands and mouths. Yahn's tail had wrapped around my thigh, the tip occasionally flicking against my clit in tantalizing touches that had me gasping against his mouth.
"Please," I breathed when he released my lips. "I want you both."
They exchanged another one of those unreadable glances, and then Aano's fingers withdrew from inside me, leaving me empty and aching. But before I could complain, Yahn was moving between my legs, his ridged cock poised at my entrance.
"Ready for your first alien cock?" he asked, his voice a sensual purr that vibrated through me.
"God, yes," I replied, spreading my legs wider in blatant invitation. My slut era had officially begun. "I'm done playing it safe. Well, except for birth control. We're all on it?"
Yahn nodded and smiled, a predatory flash of teeth that sent a delicious shiver down my spine.
He positioned himself between my spread thighs, the ridged head of his cock nudging against my entrance.
I felt Aano settle on my other side, his large blue hand cupping my breast with surprising gentleness as he watched Yahn preparing to fuck me.
"Ready?"
I nodded, beyond words as he began to press forward.
The initial stretch was intense—he was considerably larger than any human I'd been with—but my body yielded to him, slick with arousal and eager for what he offered.
Those spiral ridges added a dimension of sensation I'd never experienced before, each one creating a cascade of pleasure as it slipped past my entrance.
"Fuck," I gasped as he seated himself fully inside me. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming, his cock stretching me to my limits. "Oh my god."
Yahn stilled, allowing me to adjust to his size. "Too much?"