Page 5 of Captain's Companion

“Gwyn Meinen,” she said. The door slid up revealing a large desk and table.

“This is my ready room,” he said. “My people report to me here. You may attend most of these meetings.”

“When you allow it,” she said. “I remember the rules.”

“I know you do,” he said trying to calm his urge to drag her to the table and strip her naked. “These are our private quarters.” He indicated a door at the far end of the room.

“The lounge and then your bedroom and bathroom,” she said. She pointed to a door behind them. “The door over there is a bathroom for those you meet with. I’ve been on a ship before.”

“Yes,” he said. He let her take the first step towards his lounge. “Are you ready to see the rest?”

Gwyn closed her eyes. This was the hardest part for her. Her other assignments had been less eager for her attention. “Can you tell me the type of sex you prefer,” she asked but stayed standing where she was.

“All kinds,” he said. Sensing her nerves, he waited despite his desperate desire to make love to her. He didn’t want to frighten her.

“Do you like to be master or would you prefer me to be,” she asked. Her first two captains wanted her to control them. It got tedious.

“We will discover how to please each other as we go,” he said.

“Do you prefer bondage, anal, oral, or….” She trailed off, worried she was too direct.

“My kind often ties up their mates,” he said. He felt her tremble.

“Do you want to tie me up today,” she asked.

“I want you naked,” he said. “Beyond that, I want to discover what you enjoy.”

“It’s my job to serve your needs,” she said. She swallowed. “I’d prefer not to be tied up until we’ve been together awhile.”

“We need to develop trust,” he said. “You might enjoy tying me up.” He saw her cringe slightly, control it, and put on her companion face.

“If you want me to tie you up, we should establish a safe word,” she said.

Turning to the table, he set her luggage and her bag from the store on it. “We only need one word,” he said. He tugged her close to him, tipped her chin so she looked at him rather than at the door. “No. You say no and nothing happens.”

“Others… I’m sorry. I’m still new and I’m not supposed to talk about my clients,” she said. “No can be an aphrodisiac for some.”

“It isn’t for me,” he said. “Nor is forcing someone to do things they don’t want to. Obviously, you know I’m Sinivite and you know I desire you. If you tell me you want to wait before we’re intimate, I will wait.”

“You’re already aroused,” she said.

He put a finger over her mouth, pulled her closer. “I won’t lie. I want to rip your clothes off and take you right here. Sinivites are demanding lovers. We are not rapists. I will never hurt you. If you don’t like what I’m doing, tell me no.”

Gwyn looked into his golden eyes and believed him. “I’d like to see your lounge,” she said. Stepping away from him, she walked to the door.

Ulrik didn’t hesitate, he grabbed her luggage and followed her. She stepped across the threshold. This room was an in between room, not public but not always private. She could wear clothes in this room. It had several chairs and a couple sofas. Browns and blacks, the room was dull in colors.

“What do you think,” he asked as she paused before going through to the next room.

“It’s nice,” she said but he noted the neutral tone. She sounded like a companion.

“We will discuss what can be done before we leave so you’re more comfortable with it,” he said. Need ripped at him, drove him but he held himself in check. She was his mate and he wanted to lay his claim on her.

“Color would be nice,” she said. She took a deep breath and walked across the room. “Will you expect me to strip immediately?”

“No,” he said. “I’ll show you where you can store your things and the rooms. Then we’ll see how we go.”

She nodded once. He saw her stiffen her back, straighten her shoulders before she stepped through the door. His bed centered in the room, larger than the standard. “It’s big,” she said surprised.

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