I loved it for her.
I loved the both of them.
“Xen! Xen!” she started crying out. Her nails scratched the back of my neck as she tensed, and the moment was too hot to stand, her hovering on the brink, him reading her like a prayer, and my dick as hard as the wood we’d tossed into the fire. “Oh—Xen—I’m going to—” she said, then screamed.
I felt her release though him, the way she seized up around him, her hips thrusting high, capturing his entire mechanical dick in her pussy, trying to pull it deeper inside—and then it was too late for me.
I grunted, and pulsed the same as she was, rocking in her time—as Xen rocked her—the processors in his chest whirring up, harvesting every bit of information he could, saving it somewhere precious for all time.
She kept crying out, one of her hands on me, the other on his shoulder, clawed into a tiny fist. “Oh God,” she moaned, her head lolling back, as his hips still thrust.
Don’t stop!I yelled. I’d been in his position before. I knew sometimes, if you were lucky, you could make her catch another one.
But Xen had no intention of stopping—he was too entranced by everything that was happening below.
She wants me,he thought, sounding mystified.Her entire body says so,he went on, as her pussy pulsed through another squeeze.
Yeah, I thought, with a laugh.Just remember to check in with her mouth periodically.
“Is your mouth okay?” Xen asked immediately.
“Oh my God, that’s not what I meant—” I said, reaching a hand out too late to stop him—whereas Sirena came back to herself enough to look aghast for a second.
Then she started laughing. Hard.
“I—I can feel that, too,” Xen said, looking down at where he was still deep inside her, before looking up at her again in awe. “I felt everything. I—I do not know if it is enough?—”
“But if it can be, it will be,” she said, beaming up at him, taking one of his hands and pulling it to her heart. “Because from here on out, all my data is yours,” she said, then gave a dreamy look up to me. “Both of yours.”
“How many terabytes do you think I can get tonight?” Xen asked, in all seriousness.
And rather than being slightly worried—like I was—Sirena seemed delighted. “Let’s find out.”
I was mystified to discover that Xen somehow had game.
Then again, I shouldn’t have been surprised.
He was me.
“Dibs on eating her out,” I called.
Her lips curved up in a wicked grin. “Can I keep Xen’s dick inside me?”
“Can I control it remotely while I braid your hair?” Xen asked her, and she blinked at him. “Was that an odd request? I don’t have hair, and I never get to touch it?—”
“No—I think I just died and went to heaven,” she announced, wriggling away from me, pulling her hair out from underneath herself for him, and I watched him detach himself from his insertable, leaving it inside of her, good to his word.
And while I was forced to be uncertain of heaven as a concept, because it was statistically improbable, I knew neither I, nor Xen, would ever tire of worshipping her.
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