Our girl’s hand threads in my hair. She holds me to her breast, panting and squirming. Fuck, she’s precious.
I release her glorious nipple with a pop, moving my head out of the way so Bamgin can taste her, too.
He groans as he draws on her.
My cock can’t take this, but it must. We can’t rush her. We won’t even enter her until we’re back on Eleadia. We can’t risk hurting her, and she’ll be recovering after the surgery. We’ll have to wait six months. That sounds like an eon at the moment.
The good news is that Bamgin and I will have those six months to figure out what our lives will look like and make arrangements so, when we land, we’re able to move her into whatever home we decide on.
Our girl will be in stasis the entire time, and Bamgin and I will not be alone. We will have each other. What an unexpected twist.
Chapter Seven
Margaret
My head is spinning. I can’t focus on anything except how good it feels to have these two men doting on me. They’re so intense. The looks they give me melt my heart. I’ve never felt anything close to what I’m feeling right now.
I’m barely aware of my injured leg. Each time I’m reminded, I feel a bit of panic about how confident these two are that their ship doctor can fix it. For one thing, no doctor on Earth has the ability to truly repair it. I intended to spend the rest of my life with some amount of knee pain, always doing my best to keep from reinjuring it.
The thought of someone having the skills to make my life better is both exciting and scary.
Right now, all I care about is the fact that my body is on fire. My arousal is through the roof. I’m overheated. My face is flushed. I’m sure my chest is, too. No man has seen my boobs before. Two men are worshipping them as though they’re the best set in the universe. I suppose if these two guys have never seenanyboobs, then mine are the best they’ve seen.
Over a hundred and thirty years old? Mindboggling. I suppose if these are the only boobs they will ever see, then they can just think mine are great. I probably would chuckle at that thought if it weren’t for the fact that the two of them keep touching my nipples, making it impossible to do anything but whimper.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Nanish says.
“She sure is,” Bamgin agrees.
Staring at the pair of hands on my chest is mesmerizing—their dark and light skin against my medium skin. I love the way the three of us look together. If the two of them had a child together it would probably look like me.
The thought makes me flinch. Will I have babies with these two men? I’ve never considered having kids. It’s never been on my radar. I never saw it as a viable option since I’ve spent years intending to play basketball for the next decade. Kids were not something I considered. Hell, neither were men or marriage.
I’m struggling to wrap my head around the fact that I’m actually going to leave Earth with these two, never to return. How bizarre. I certainly don’t want to get pregnant tonight.
“Uh…”
Nanish pinches my nipple, making me arch again. “What, Little one? Never hesitate to say what’s on your mind.”
I swallow. “I’m not on birth control.”
Bamgin smiles. “Ah. Well, it doesn’t matter for a few reasons. The most important is that we can’t impregnate you. Though our species are incredibly similar, we aren’t compatible enough to procreate together.”
I gasp. “Really?” A relieved breath leaves my lungs. Until he said that, I wasn’t fully aware that I would be glad.
Nanish nods. “Does that upset you, Mags?”
I shake my head. “No. I never considered having kids. I don’t really want to. I just figured you would expect it.”
Bamgin is absently circling my nipple again. “No such expectations, Little one. In addition, we don’t have any sexually transmitted diseases.”
I chuckle. “I guess not if you’ve never had sex.”
Nanish pinches my tit. “Sassy girl. But he’s right. We can’t transfer anything to you, nor can you infect us with anything.”
I roll my eyes. “This is the first time any man has even seen my boobs. There’s no chance I’m carrying anything contagious.”
“Damn those eyes are pretty,” Bamgin says. “I could stare at the sparkly red and yellow flecks for hours, but right now my hand is twitching.” He shifts his attention to Nanish. “How about yours?”
