I cry out at the unexpected sensation. My eyes roll back as more pleasure consumes me. Everything down there swells and pulses. It’s too much. I feel completely out of control. I want to shove them off me so I can think, but they are each still holding one of my wrists.
“Let it feel good, Mags,” Bamgin soothes. “Don’t fight it. You’re so gorgeous. Nanish is going to make you come so hard while I watch.”
Nanish’s tongue does wicked things to me, flicking over the bundle of nerves at the apex of my sex. My clit. I’m aware of its existence. I’ve studied biology. I know other girls talk about it feeling good to touch it, but I’ve never tried. Apparently I’ve been missing out.
Nanish thrusts his tongue into my pussy, and all the air leaves my lungs. I want more. I want him to make love to me. Who cares about my leg? It’s protected by the brace. I feel no pain. “Please…” I beg.
Nanish captures my clit again, holding it between his teeth, lapping at it with his tongue.
Bamgin cups my breast, the one across from him that didn’t get to experience his quill. When he bends his head to capture the second nipple, I know he’s going to pierce it. The practice is so strange. He sucks and torments my swollen bud while Nanish does the same to my clit.
The prick I’m expecting on my nipple comes at the same time Nanish pierces my sensitive clit. All the sensations that have been growing for several minutes explode. My entire body jerks repeatedly as waves of the most intense pleasure consume me. It starts at my pussy and moves through my body, causing even my arms and legs to quiver.
I can’t catch my breath. I don’t remember how. As my men release my most sensitive parts, they continue to hold my arms, pressing my wrists against the bed above my head. With their other hands, they stroke my body all over, my breasts, my thigh, my labia, my cheeks.
I remain in this blissful state, half aware that I’m grinning. I’ve never felt so good in my life. For the first time since my accident, I wonder if it was all part of some giant preordained plan. The universe meant for my basketball career to end at that exact moment so I would enter Club Zoom and meet these two alien men who will worship me for the rest of my life.
In my head, it seems absurd, and yet here I am, sated and giddy. They seem to believe that Fate has a hand in all of this. Why should I doubt them?
“Singular best moment of my life,” Bamgin whispers as both men release my wrists.
“Mine, too,” Nanish adds.
“Need you,” I manage to say. “Please…”
They look at each other while I shift my blurry gaze back and forth between them. They said they wouldn’t have sex with me. I hope they’re reconsidering. I want them so badly. I don’t even have anything to compare it to. I just know I want them inside me, both of them.
Chapter Eight
Bamgin
“We can’t, Little one,” I tell my precious Little girl. It’s the last thing I want to say to her. I’d much rather be buried to the hilt inside her, but it’s simply not possible under the circumstances.
“Why not?” Her big eyes flick back and forth between us. “Because of my leg? I don’t care about my leg right now. It’s fine. The brace will protect it.” She tries swinging it out away from her body, but I’m in the way.
Nanish picks up her hand and kisses it. “Your leg is a concern, Baby girl, but it’s not the primary problem. The real issue is that we don’t have a way to bathe you.”
“Why do I need a bath? I took a shower before I left tonight. Do I smell bad?”
I shake my head. “No, Little one. Goodness, no. Your personal scent is intoxicating. For the rest of our lives, both Nanish and I will always be aroused every time we’re near you—and that will be nearly all the time. The problem is that once we get our semen on your skin, you will go into a sexual frenzy.The only way to stop the madness is to give you a bath to get our essence off your skin.”
Nanish nods. “Ordinarily that wouldn’t be a problem, but with your brace, it’s difficult.”
“So take it off.” She pushes to sitting between us and reaches down to tug open a section of Velcro.
I stop her with a hand over hers. “No, Mags. It’s too risky. We’d kick ourselves for the rest of our lives if we inadvertently caused you more damage. We need to move you to the mothership as soon as possible so Dankin can do a scan and find out precisely what is needed to repair your tendons and ligaments.”
Our girl drops back down with a groan and stares at the ceiling. “How humiliating. I’m with two of the hottest men in the universe that have come from a planet very far away, and my damn bum leg is standing between me and finally losing my V card.”
“V card?” I ask, glancing at Nanish. He looks just as perplexed as me.
“Virginity,” she mutters. “I’ve never been in a situation where I even wanted to have sex with a man. No man has ever made me feel one tenth the way I feel when I’m with you. I’m not bold enough to have asked anyone to have sex with me either. And you two are turning me down. Great…”
I wince. It pains me for my Little girl to believe we don’t want to take her to the stars and back. I’d like to be inside her more than I want my next breath. It’s taking every ounce of willpower to put her off.
Nanish slides his palm up and down her thigh. “We need to feed you, Mags, and then we’ll move you to the starship. A pod will come get us. We’ll go straight to the medical bay and see what Dankin says.”
Our Little girl lets out a long sigh. “You say that like you’re going to ask him if it’s okay to have sex with me before the surgery.” She snorts adorably.
