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I watch the way she melts against him. Her hands lift to his chest and her fingers dig into the thick pad of muscle there. When I can’t stand waiting a moment longer, I pull away. With my hand still clamped around her neck, I turn her to face me and lean down to kiss her once more. Moaning at her taste.
Her lip’s part for my tongue and I hum when she melts into me, much the same way she did for Vruk.
I’m still waiting for the feeling of jealousy to rear up. But even watching Vruk plunder her sweet mouth doesn’t bother me like I expected. Perhaps this tiny female is what we’ve both been needing. What we’ve been looking for without realizing it.
Sasha pulls back from me with a gasp. Her eyes are wide, the dark pupils dilated until only a narrow ring of brown shows.
“Wow,” she breathes. “This is crazy. I mean, I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“We’ve shared females between us before,” Vruk says, dipping his mouth to her shoulder. “But never a female we’ve felt anything for. Never one we’ve chosen.”
“We feel so much for you,” I clarify when she starts to look confused. “More than any female has ever made us feel.”
Her head swivels between us. “And have there been…a lot of females?”
“There have,” Vruk admits.
Hooking a finger under her chin, I draw her eyes to mine. “We were created to be pleasure clones. For most of our lives we were nothing more than property. Our only reason for existing was to fuck. So yes, there were more females than we could ever count, but none of them were our choice. This is the first time we’ve been able to choose, and we choose you.”
She softens beneath my hands, and I lean down to capture her mouth again. Meanwhile, Vruk slowly rucks up the shirt she’s been wearing—my shirt. His hands trail over her smooth, pale, skin, urging her arms up and I pull back just long enough for him to pull my shirt over her head. Baring her creamy, speckled skin to our hungry eyes.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she whimpers when I trail kisses across her jaw and down her neck.
Vruk’s hands slide around to her front where he cups her small breasts, trailing kisses down the back of her neck and across her shoulder. Our eyes meet.
The captains room.We agree wordlessly.
I want to spread her out across the large bed so both of us can worship every inch of her body.
My hands slide around her waist, over her tight little bottom and I lift her off the ground and against my body. The movement startles a squeak out of her when her legs split around my waist, bringing her hot core against my straining cock.
As one, Vruk and I all but run from the galley with our prize cradled tightly to my chest.
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Sasha
* * *
Holy shit!Is this really happening?
My arms are hooked around Brettin’s neck and my eyes are locked with his as he strides down the hall and into my room.
The mattress gives under our weight, and then he gently lays me down, leaning over me and caging me with his arms.
“Are you sure you want this? Us?” he asks me once more, as he hovers above me.
I nod my head.
“We need to hear you say it,” Vruk says from the doorway.
“Yes. I’m sure.” The butterflies in my stomach have turned into a swarm of angry bees, but I have no intention of stopping this now. Or ever.
Keeping one arm braced on the bed beside me, Brettin reaches over his head and pulls his shirt off, exposing his thick chest and wide shoulders to my hungry gaze. Tentatively I reach up, brushing my fingertips across his collarbones and down the heavy pads of his chest. The strange pastel color of his skin is at odds with his thick muscles, but my touch is greeted with velvety smoothness. When my fingers graze over his tight nipples he hisses. The fact I can affect him the way he’s affecting me sends a thrill straight to my core.
My past lovers have been quick encounters, often in the back of a pickup along a deserted road and all too quickly over before I had a chance to warm up. So the attention that, not just one male, but two, are showering me with is something I’m not sure what to do with.
I drag my fingers lower, down the ripple of abs that disappear into the waist of his pants where I pause, gently toying with the unfamiliar clasp.
