Page 19 of Captain's Companion

“I love the feel of you streaming into me,” she confessed. “I’ve never felt so… will it kill the moment if I tell you, none of my clients gave me orgasms?”

“None,” he asked tugging on her earlobe with his teeth.

“No,” she said. “I’m not supposed to compare or discuss but you’re the only man who’s cared whether I actually had an orgasm.”

“I want to pleasure you,” he said. “I’m demanding. My sex drive is over the top compared with humans.”

“I like it,” she said.

“Good,” he said kissing the corner of her mouth.

“Do you know what I’d like now,” she asked.

“What,” he asked.

“You to take me against the wall,” she said. “Or maybe all the way in the bed. Or…”

His mouth covered hers and he picked her up. “Anywhere you want. Everywhere you want,” he said against her lips.

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“There’s that noise again,” Gwyn said grumbling as she held him tighter. “It’s the second time.”

“It’s the alarm,” Ulrik said. His cock hadn’t left her in the last hour. He lost count of the times he climaxed. She climaxed more. “Food. We’re supposed to eat.” They lay diagonally across the bed. The blankets and sheets scattered around the bed.

“I could eat,” she said. “Do I have to get dressed?”

“Why,” he asked. He started to move away but her legs held him in place.

“We’re doing more of this after,” she asked.

“Yes,” he said. “I’m sure there are positions we haven’t tried.”

“As long as you end up right where you are, I don’t care what position you want to try,” she said lowering her legs and letting him slip out of her. She scowled when his cock left her.

He leaned forward and kissed her. “I’ll be right back,” he said.

He stepped into the lounge, checked the food to see if it was still hot, and guided the hover cart into the bedroom. He looked at the disaster of the room. Across the room, clothes lay wherever they fell. The bedding was more off the bed than on. “We made a mess,” he said grinning.

Gwyn sat up, bit her lip, and started straightening the bedding. “I’ll fix it,” she said.

“No,” he said. “We’ll eat. Then maybe a bath. Then we’ll both fix it,” he said.

“We can take a bath,” she asked wistfully.

“Yes, I insisted on a separate system for my bathroom,” he said as he took the cover off the tray. The smell of the food hit both of them. Gwyn’s stomach growled. He said feeling guilty for not tending to her needs. “You’re hungry.”

“Yes,” she said leaning towards him. “What do we have?”

“This is a layered dish from Falan,” Ulrik said. “There are layers of meat, cheese, and vegetables.”

“It smells delicious,” Gwyn said. “Do you want me to serve you?”

As soon as she asked, he knew she was shifting from lover to companion. Stepping close to her, he brushed his lips across hers. “You budge up there,” he pointed to the head of the bed. “Set up pillows for us and I’ll get the food on the plates.”

“Are you sure,” she asked watching his lips.

“Stop tempting me,” he growled. She leaned into him and kissed him, pulled him hard against her.

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