“I like being with you too,” I said softly.
They were the truest words I’d ever uttered.
She looked up at me with her tearful eyes and sad face. I leaned forward and we kissed, giving in to each other.
It wasn’t purely a kiss of passion. It was a kiss of emotion, of strength, of need…
Of love.
“Let’s go to my room,” I said, my voice turning cloudy.
She nodded.
“Yes, please.”
I don’t remember how long it took to cover the space heading back to my cell. I could have been floating on clouds, her hand held in mine, her thumb tracing lines over the back of my hand.
We both needed to be together.
We both needed to become one.
I could feel her deep in my bones.
The cell door hissed shut. Before it fully closed, we were already in each other’s arms, our hands exploring each other’s bodies—as if we hadn’t already done it half a dozen times before.
I marveled at her beauty and her delicate features, at how she had me wrapped around her finger and I never wanted to let go.
I stripped her of her clothes and she stripped me of mine.
Once again, we wrapped our arms around each other, hungry and desperate to feel as one.
Our eyes focused on each other and I couldn’t look away. Her nipples were hard and I felt them tickle my chest.
I lay her on the bed and got to my knees, licking and supping on her gorgeous sex. It was juicy and I couldn’t get enough.
She writhed on the bed as my long tongue did its job. She ran her hands through my hair and tugged, begging me to go deeper, to rub her harder, faster, and make her rise another tall wave of orgasmic pleasure.
But it wasn’t enough. I wanted her to have all of me, and whenI said all of me…
My reflection winked into existence beside me. Harper’s eyes were shut and she hadn’t yet seen him. Not a twin, not a clone, exactly. It was me, just another reflection.
Usually, my reflections were nothing more than that—a wisp of light that looked real enough until you touched it. But this time, with her, I felt certain I could feel with my reflection’s hands too. Being with Harper made me stronger somehow as if my reflection took on the substance of life itself.
I got my reflection to bend down and touch her breasts, taking the time to rub her nipples. I swear I could feel the tingle of her on my hands.
“Harper,” I said.
“Hm?”
“Open your eyes.”
She did, and the look of pleasure on her face immediately snapped into an expression of horror.
She backed away from me, into the corner, and hugged a pillow to cover herself.
She stared between me and my reflection.
“You… You have a twin?”
“It’s not a twin.”
“He’s me,” my reflection said with my voice.
“And I am him,” I said.
Harper blinked and shook her head.
“I must be seeing things,” she said, rubbing her eyes.
“My species is called the Miragians,” I said. “We can make duplicates of ourselves. Like this.”
A single blink and there were now three of us.
Harper’s eyes bulged even wider.
“I know it’s a lot to take in,” I said.
“Damn right it’s a lot to take in!”
“There’s no need to be afraid. This is who I am. This is me. All of them are me. And I want you to enjoy every moment with me.”
“I already do. But I don’t think I can take more than one of you at a time.”
“You don’t need to.”
But by the look of fear in her eye, I could see she was creeped out by it. I pulled the reflection back inside myself.
“It’s okay. I only wanted you to see what I’m capable of.”
She peered around the cell as if expecting for there to be more reflections hiding somewhere.
I pulled the pillow away from her and she let me have it. I leaned down and placed my head between her legs again. She was tense but gradually relaxed.
Within a few minutes, she returned to her usual playful self. She groaned as I pleasured her with my tongue. A few more minutes after that, she said:
“Can your reflections touch me?”
“Usually, no. But with you, yes. I think so.”
She nodded but said nothing more for a while.
“Can I touch them?”
“Yes.”
She nodded but again said nothing as I continued to pleasure her.
“Okay,” she said breathily.
“Okay, what?”
“Give me a reflection. But just one.”
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I said give me one,” she said sternly.
I got the impression she said it that way to ensure she didn’t back out.
I blinked, and a reflection appeared before her. He looked like me in every way. He had no mind or consciousness and did only what I told him to.
“Kiss me,” Harper said.
I instructed the reflection to get to his knees and press his lips against hers. I entered a half-fugue state where I was in two places at once. I was eating her out at the same time I felt her lips on my own.
She gasped as I rubbed her clit with my fingers and her kisses grew even more passionate.
“Can you feel this?” she said.
“Yes,” I said breathily.
“How about this?” she said, and reached over and stroked my reflection’s cock.
She was stroking my cock.
“Yes.”
“Then let me suck you while you eat me.”
I did as she asked.
I couldn’t let her suck me as I fucked her. It was just too stimulating.
And when I finally came, it was as powerful as twice my normal sensation. It robbed me of my concentration and the reflection winked out of existence.
When I laid back on the bed beside Harper, both of us panting like we’d just run a marathon, she said:
“That was twice as good as usual!”
We shared a laugh.
Neither of us remembered she was no longer on birth control.
Harper
Okay. So that was absolutely not what I was expecting.
An alien with the cock of a demon and
