“We should live together,” Zann states emphatically. “Maybe you can ask Liu to go ahead and find you some new quarters.”
Corrina laughs. “Well, at the moment I’m supposed to be recovering from my injuries in a safe house. I’m technically off-duty, so I’m not supposed to be asking Liu to do anything.”
“Maybe Curran can ask for you,” I say. “I do not want to have to sleep without you anymore.”
Davix nods, and Corrina smiles. “We can figure it out later. Right now, I’m still adjusting to the idea of being together.”
“But you like the idea?” Zann asks anxiously.
“Very much,” Corrina replies, pressing a kiss to his mouth.
“Curran said we would not be able to leave the house for several days once we got here. For your safety,” I tell Corrina.
“That is what I expected as well – to not be able to leave until I heard from Curran that he felt like it was safe.”
“We will keep you safe here,” Davix signs. He presses close to Corrina and hugs her to his chest. I watch a glimmer of pain cross his face and squeeze his shoulder gently. I know that he blames himself a little for Corrina getting hurt, but Zann and I are just grateful he was able to get to her in time to save her life. Just the thought of losing her makes my chest ache. I stepforward and wrap my arms around them both, then sigh as I feel Zann’s arms wrap around the three of us.
“Let’s go back to the nest,” Zann says softly. “It is better for snuggling.”
“And for touching,” I add, glancing at Corrina hopefully. She does not reply with words, but her smile and the faint bloom of her scent provide all the answer that I need. She lets out a small sound of surprise when Zann stands and lifts her effortlessly with him.
“I am capable of walking,” Corrina says, teasingly.
“Yes, but this way we can conserve your strength and energy for other activities,” he replies smugly. Her answering laugh is such a beautiful sound. I could never tire of hearing it.
Zann lays Corrina down in the nest and the three of us crowd around her. Davix tugs her shirt over her head and tosses it aside as Zann pulls down her shorts so that all of her lovely skin is exposed to us once again. Davix pulls Corrina into a kiss, his hands cupping her face as Zann and I begin to taste and explore her body. She lets out a sound of pleasure as I press my mouth to her pussy, flicking my tongue out to tease her sensitive clit before dipping my tongue into her to taste her sweet essence. I use my fingers to spread her wider for me and feel her tremble beneath me. “I want to touch you with my fingers,” I say softly, glancing up at Corrina for permission.
“Please,” she mumbles against Davix’s lips. Tentatively, I slide a finger inside her, marveling at how tight and wet she is. Shearches up and lets out a moan of pleasure. Encouraged, I begin to stroke my finger slowly in and out of her warmth. I find a spot where the texture of her inner flesh changes and touch it experimentally. I grin when she moans louder. I stroke it again to confirm that she enjoys it and watch as her hips rise to meet me. Sometimes, when Corrina is very aroused, I think she doesn’t even know she is moving her hips. But it is a sign I am learning as an indication that I am doing something she likes.
“There is a spot inside her that is extra sensitive,” I tell Zann and Davix with a grin.
“Show me,” Zann insists. He slowly slides a finger into her beside mine, and Corrina arches completely off the bed.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps as Zann begins to stroke the same spot, our fingers moving in unison. “So good, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t…” her babbling ends in a long, wavering moan as her body squeezes our fingers tightly. We slow our strokes as we have learned to avoid overstimulating her while prolonging her pleasure.
Davix is staring at us with a mix of wonder and hunger. “My turn,” he signs, as I move from between Corrina’s legs to make space for him.
“Wait,” Corrina gasps. “What about your pleasure? Oh, fuck,” she gasps, as Davix lowers his mouth to her pussy. She is moaning and rocking her hips against him as he feasts on her juices.
Zann pulls his finger from between her legs and slides it between his hips, sucking her taste from his skin. “Giving you pleasure gives me pleasure,” he replies.
“But I want to give you more pleasure than that,” Corrina pants. She lets out a shuddering breath as Davix does something she especially enjoys, but then she reaches a tentative hand towards Zann. Her fingers find the slit that holds back his cock and glide gently along the seam. He sucks in a sharp breath, and Corrina makes a noise of surprise as the slit widens and his cock begins to emerge.
“Does this feel good?” she asks, sliding a finger into his sheath to stroke his length.
“Yes. It is amazing,” Zann gasps. “It is so different from when I,” and then he lets out a low growl as Corrina coaxes his cock fully from his sheath.
“Now we’re getting somewhere,” she says, continuing to stroke him. Her small fingers slide up and down the length of him before she wraps her fingers around his length in a fist.
Davix lifts his head from between her legs to see what she is doing, and I see him run his own fingers down his slit. His eyes are wide as they stare at Corrina’s hand wrapped around Zann’s length, and his breathing is ragged.
“Come here,” Corrina beckons Davix and me. Davix crawls over her on his knees, straddling her body as I kneel by her side. “You have to tell me if I do something you don’t like or if I am hurting you,” she says, looking at each of us seriously. “Somethings about your anatomy are unfamiliar, but I want you to enjoy this.” Davix nods rapidly, and then his head tips back in a silent groan as her small fingers slide down the exposed skin of his cock. A second later, her other hand is on me – exploring, touching, teasing.
I let out a ragged breath as I glance down at her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me gently. Zann is correct. Though the motions are essentially the same as when I have touched myself, the feeling is so much more intense. Davix’s eyes are closed and his hips thrust slightly against her as Corrina’s small hand encircles him.
“Humans don’t have these,” Corrina murmurs, tracing a fingertip along the grooves that encircle my cock.
“They help ensure fertilization during breeding,” I gasp. “By helping to ensure that our seed is retained within a female.” They are also apparently very sensitive, and I shiver at her touch.
