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She bucks up against my touch as I press a thumb to it. “Ah!”

“Too much?” I ask, pulling back the pressure. Nexxit need firm pressure against their pleasure spots, but that doesn’t seem to be the case for humans.

“It’s v-very sensitive!” Eden gasps. “I usually rub around it.”

Ah, so she needs me to tease the clit. I follow her instructions, slicking two fingers with her moisture and circling around the sensitive nub. She sighs in pleasure as I repeat the careful movement, gazing at her pussy with singular focus. I’m throbbing andready to explode again at the thought of working this tiny pleasure spot and causing her to reach her peak.

She grows even wetter as Mezli and I lavish her breasts and cunt with attention, and she begins to move her hips, seeking out her release. Her pussy clenches as I tease around her opening with another hand, dipping in ever so slightly with a finger to test and see if she enjoys that.

“More,” Eden says in a breathy whine, so I press my finger further inside her, marveling at how small her entrance is and how hot and tight and wet she is around me. Will I even be able to fit in here? She only shows signs of pleasure as I move my finger inside her, so I add another, testing her. She gasps and presses her hips up to meet the thrust of my fingers, stretching beautifully around them. Goddess, I can’t wait to feel her stretch around one of my cocks.

Mezli’s hips rock as she continues to play with Eden’s breasts, leaning forward to lie over her and kiss her. The movement exposes her asshole and a sliver of her pussy, dripping with arousal. I want to bring my remaining hands up to play with her so badly it almost hurts. Feeling both of them come from my fingers would be heaven. I won’t touch her without express permission, but it’s killing me.

My suspicion that Mezli knows what she’s doing to me is confirmed when she sits back up, turns over her shoulder, and has the audacity to wink at me. “Use your mouth on her, Phelix. She’s ready to come,” she orders.

Her command makes my cocks throb. “With pleasure,” I say, replacing my fingers on Eden’s clit with my tongue. Her taste matches her divine appearance—robust and intoxicating. “Fuck, she tastes good.”

“I want to taste,” Mezli says with a pout, and my foolish mind interprets that as an invitation to sit up and bring my mouth tohers, swiping my tongue against the seam of her lips to share some of Eden’s nectar. I tense once I realize what I’ve done, waiting for her to push me away.

But Mezli doesn’t resist at all, moaning as she opens her mouth and slides her tongue against mine to gather up the taste. “Mmm, she does taste good.”

I don’t linger on Mezli’s lips, too eager to taste Eden again. She’s practically writhing against us as Mezli returns to sucking and pinching her nipples and I renew my efforts between her thighs.

It only takes another minute before Eden inhales sharply. “Oh god, oh fuck, you’re going to make me?—”

She doesn’t finish her warning as I suck her clit and she shatters, crying out as she comes. Feeling her pussy clamp against my fingers and having her arousal smeared across my face is almost enough to make me come, too.

When she descends from her peak, I ease off of her and release my grip on her thighs. Mezli gives her one more kiss and moves off of Eden to lie beside her, allowing me to see Eden flushed and breathless from pleasure. If I thought she was stunning before, it’s nothing compared to seeing her glistening with the sheen of my cum all over her skin and my mate nestled in beside her, idly stroking her stomach as she whispers praise.

“How are you feeling, sweet Eden?” Mezli murmurs.

“Amazing…like I’m going to float away from my body,” she replies dreamily.

“Don’t float away completely yet,” Mezli says with a fond chuckle. “We’re just getting started with you.”

They look so comfortable and right together that my chest squeezes with both affection and painful longing. I don’t belong in this equation. Goddess, I want to, but look at how happy they make each other. Mezli might be my mate, but it is clear that her bondwith Eden goes beyond hormones and primal urges. Theylikeeach other. They mesh so well. I’m a sharp edge that will tear into them and burst their happiness if I get too close.

I should give them some privacy. Claim an emergency and let them enjoy each other without me in the way. I push myself up to my feet and step back from the bed.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, Phelix?” Mezli snaps, apparently not nearly as absorbed in Eden as I’d thought.

“I, there’s, uh, something I need to attend to…” Goddess, I’m not usually this horrible at lying, but her withering stare and my heartache is messing with my head.

Mezli huffs dismissively at me. “The only thing you need to attend to is Eden. Get over here on the bed with us.”

Eden gives me a warm smile, sitting up and reaching an arm toward me. “You don’t have to do anything else if you don’t want to, but I’d like you to. Come lie next to me. Please.”

The sincerity of her words takes my breath away, and though I should know better, I’m lured in by the promise of her affection.

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This is the best and most surreal night of my life. I just came harder than I ever have on my own, with Phelix’s tongue and fingers on my pussy and Mezli’s mouth on my breasts. My whole body tingles with pleasure and anticipation for what comes next. I’m ready for anything—my entire being primed for these gorgeous aliens.

Phelix comes to lie beside me, the glint of sadness in his eyes shifting to hope when I ask him to stay. My chest aches for him. It’s obvious how hard he tries to mask his emotions, and being with his mate like this must be strange and difficult for him. I wish I could tie them both to the bed and refuse to let them free until they work things out. Sure, that would end in my beingthe odd one out, but I want them to be happy. They deserve to be mated, and though they’re blind to it, from the outside it’s easy to see how they complete each other.

Besides, I’m only here for a few more nights before I go back home. It would be silly to factor myself into things. If my softness and inner romantic can help them come together, that will be almost as good as being with either of them myself. Almost.

I’ll allow myself one night of pleasure with them. One amazing night that I can remember for the rest of my life—and use as masturbation fodder when I’m alone back on Europa 3.

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