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“Whoa. You taste so interesting. It’s like a mix of strawberries and something herbal, like rosemary.”

I don’t know what either of those things taste like, but she doesn’t seem repulsed by the flavor. I wonder if she’d take more of my release in her mouth? That’d defeat the purpose of why she’s testing it in the first place, but the thought makes both my cocks twitch.

Eden giggles, and brings her hand back down to my length, circling it with her whole hand this time to give me a tentativestroke. “Sorry, didn’t mean to lose focus,” she says with a smile that makes my stomach tighten. I’m not going to last long.

“You’re touching his dick. Don’t apologize! You can take as long as you want.” Mezli gives me a devilish look, showing me just how much she’d love for Eden to tease and torture me with her explorations. She allows her a few light strokes before her hand wraps around Eden’s. “Give it more pressure. Slide your thumb along the underside of the head and tease the tip with each stroke.”

I fight the urge to buck up into the tunnel of their combined hands as Eden follows her instructions. “Like this?” she asks, gazing breathlessly at Mezli.

“Just like that,” I answer with a groan. Fuck, watching them look at each other while they pump my cock has me perilously close to the edge.

Mezli grins. “That’s great. Let’s get him nice and slick so it feels even better.” Without preamble, she leans over and spits on my cock. Eden follows her lead, spitting onto me, their combined fluids making their hands glide over my cock with ease now.

“Fuck,” I grunt, hot tension gathering in my groin.

“Mmm, he’s close already. You’re doing such a good job, Eden.”

Eden flushes under her praise, and her hand working me speeds up with Mezli’s guidance. The motion has her breasts swaying and I can’t resist reaching down to grab them, pressing them up closer to my cocks so my lower length brushes against the sinfully soft flesh.

The pretty human’s eyes flutter as I thumb her nipples, and Mezli takes that as her cue to release her hand over Eden’s and bring it up to her cheek, turning her face away from my cocks.

They share a heated look before their mouths crash together. Eden must be a good multitasker, because she continues her perfect strokes even as Mezli deepens the kiss.

Fuck, it’s too much. Between the tight grip of her hand, thebrush of Eden’s breasts against me, and the sight of thesexalaslost in each other’s kiss, I lose my battle to keep from coming so soon. “Shit, I’m going to come.”

Eden pulls away from Mezli in time to watch me boil over, her eyes widening as a thick stream of my release shoots out and splatters across the bridge of her nose and onto the lenses of her glasses. She gasps and her mouth falls open, right as more pulses out of me, hitting her on her lips and chin. I bring a hand down, mortified at the mess I’m making of her even as waves of white-hot pleasure wash over me, but she just grins and angles my cock down so the final two pumps of my cum paint her breasts.

“Well, that’s one way of getting your cum on her,” Mezli says, raising a brow at me. The hint of amusement in her tone makes me shudder and my top cock releases more of my spend, sliding down the slick length.

“Apologies, Dr. Mori,” I say with a groan. I don’t know why I’m being so formal with her while she’s covered in my release, but my brain isn’t working properly anymore. It short-circuited as soon as I coated her face and chest.

She chuckles and releases my spent cock, reaching up to remove her glasses and swipe my spend off of the lenses. “Glad I put these back on. I didn’t realize how…explosive of a reaction you’d have to me.” She sees my concern and grins, gathering up more of my cum from her face. “I liked it,” she adds, and I’ll be damned, but my upper cock starts to swell back to life.

“Looks like he could give you more, if you don’t think we have enough,” Mezli says. There’s an evil glint in Mezli’s eyes that lets me know how much she’d like to force my release from me over and over. And fuck, if that doesn’t make me swell even more. Maybe she’d be the one to wring it from me this time. But Eden is practically panting with need. That fantasy can wait.

“We have enough. Get on the bed, Eden. I can’t wait any longer to touch you.”

“O-oh, okay!” She’s surprised at my forceful tone, but eagerly obeys. She lies on her back, treating me and Mezli to a perfect view of her soft body and her cum-covered tits.

I gather up some of my spend from her chest, and she squirms as my thumb brushes over her hard nipple. As much as I want to touch her perfect breasts more, I want to explore other parts of her. I slide down to the foot of the bed, spreading her thighs apart so I can rest between them.

Mezli follows my lead and moves to straddle Eden’s waist, blocking my view of Eden’s reactions to my touch, but placing her gorgeous backside right in front of me. I’m so tempted to grab onto her hips and dig my fingers into her flesh, staking claim to both my mate and my human obsession. I don’t, though. I don’t know if she’d welcome my touch. She needs to make the first move to show me I’m worthy of her.

I can at least prove my value to Eden tonight. Many times, hopefully. I massage her inner thighs, teasing with slips of my fingers toward the patch of curls between her legs but never touching her there.

She lets out small sighs and whimpers as Mezli and I massage her, and after a few minutes, she’s wriggling under our touch, begging for more. Mezli must give it to her, because Eden moans and my mate chuckles at her reaction. “So needy. Look how hard these nipples are for me. Are you wet for us, Eden?”

“Y-yes, oh god, this feels so good. Everywhere you touch me is lighting me up and Phelix’s release is making it even more intense. I need more. Please, I can’t stand it.”

Eden’s legs fall open wider, treating me to a view of her pussy and, Goddess, she’s soaked. Small, petal-like folds frame herentrance, begging me to spread them open and see her blossom as I sink my fingers inside her.

Mezli tilts forward and Eden keens. No doubt thexalais worshiping our human’s breasts finally. I’d be jealous, but Eden’s beautiful cunt is just as enticing.

“What do you want me to do?” I ask, needing to hear the words from her lips.

“Please touch my…p-pussy.” Eden stumbles through the word like it’s the first time she’s said it aloud. “Put your fingers inside me, rub my clit, do anything. Just touch me!”

Permission granted, I use my lower hands to spread her wide, holding her thighs open so she can’t hide from me. I trail my upper hands up her thighs and drag them ever closer until they brush against her soft curls. She gasps as I brush a hand down the center of her, spreading my remaining release across her pussy and mixing it with her own arousal, then returning to the top. I know from my “studies” that her clit is a small bump that needs to be stimulated for her to orgasm, not dissimilar to the ones that nexxit have. While a nexxit’s pleasure spots are easily found, it takes me a moment of exploration until I find Eden’s, resting under a hood above her entrance.

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