Page 14 of Sloane

She has the most amazing figure. Yes, her backside and breasts are great, but so is the softness of her thighs andstomach. I am not about to deny her food when it's obvious her body uses it to keep her looking as she does. Jovi and I never miss meals or snacks or else our muscles would fade. I do not want the same happening to Sloane's softness.

When the screen turns on, it gives me enough light to see that Sloane has, in fact, forfeited her snack to touch both of us. I decide I won't be the reason she doesn't eat. Jovi seems to have the same idea because we both lean down, scooting closer to her so we can whisper.

"You should eat."

"Have your snack."

Sloane looks between both of us, her cheeks staining such a pretty pink. I reach my upper arm behind her on the sofa. I relax it as casually as I can and touch her shoulder as I untwine our fingers. It's the smoothest I think I've ever been with a female, so long as she doesn't have enough light to see that my chest is fully violet and my breathing is erratic and hard. She pats my arm once in thanks and then eats her snack with renewed vigor.

Jovi eyes where she's still holding his hand, and then to me. He looks conflicted, so I shake my head, hoping he knows I want her to do this with either of us. I don't care who, so long as she feels comfortable enough around us both. Jovi's jaw ticks back and forth, but he relaxes back on his side of the couch, and I do the same.

Essa puts on a scary movie from her world, which means there's lots of gore and violence on the entertainment comm screen. This doesn't bother me at all since she picks something along these lines every time it's her turn to choose the movie. What I do mind is how Sloane jumps and squeals sometimes, her snack almost getting knocked out of her lap many times.

Thankfully, Jovi and I are here to catch it and right it in her lap. Maybe our touches linger on her exposed skin, but it's only because we're helping her with her spilled food. It has nothing todo with how my fingers tingle when I make contact with her or how I wish to feel her thighs in my palms as I spread her wide and— I growl softly to myself to cut off that line of thinking.

The movie is barely a third of the way over when Sloane sets the bowl on the ground and pulls her feet up onto the couch. I couldn't tell anyone what the movie is about or what's happened so far, because I've been focusing solely on Sloane. I've been memorizing the way her chest moves when she breathes, the lines in her nose when it scrunches to something violent happening on the screen, and the way her eyes crinkle in the corner right before she tries to hide her eyes when a scary moment happens.

Sloane chews on her lip as she looks between Jovi and me like she's trying to decide something. I'm so very curious about what it is. Jovi notices, too, but we both keep our bodies facing forward as our eyes keep track of Sloane and her lip being worked between her teeth.

She smiles to herself and then leans over to Jovi to whisper something in his ear. His chest darkens so fast and deep that I'm envious that she isn't whispering it in my ear.

I try to hide my jealousy, even as she pulls away from my touch on the back of the couch and wiggles her body closer to Jovi. He whispers something back to her before looking at me and giving me a grin that tells me he's done something he shouldn't have.

I'm about to sulk even more at how unfair it is when Sloane turns around and crawls her way over to where I'm sitting stiff as a board. One of her hands falls to my thigh, the other on the back of the couch near my upper arm. I look at her, forcing my eyes not to fall to where her breasts are hanging. For all I know, her nipples could be making an appearance. I force my gaze to stay firm on her eyes even as her hand squeezes my thigh, almost close enough to touch my cock.

"I'm scared, Alik." Sloane's voice is soft as she tries to make herself seem small. It would be adorable if I couldn't feel her hand squeezing and releasing my thigh, just barely not touching where I need her each time. "Will you hold me?"

My eyes close, my breathing quickens, and my heart has officially died. Sloane wants me to hold her, and the word 'always' is right on the tip of my tongue. No, that's too much too quickly, especially for someone sent to be our pleasure crew. So I swallow the word and answer with a simple nod.

She nuzzles in close to my side, throwing both of my left arms over her body. She pulls Jovi closer to her so that she can throw her legs over his thighs. He rests his bottom arms on her thighs, making jealousy surge through me as I see him so close to the apex of her thighs.

My jealousy is eased as Sloane relaxes into me more. Worry quickly takes the place of jealousy as my bottom arm grazes against her breast. I still myself as much as possible, turning to stone so she doesn't think I did it on purpose. However, when the next jump scare happens, and her breast is forced into my hand, I realize she's teasing me.

I don't know if Jovi's picked up on it or not, but I'm assuming he has with how Sloane has her legs parted, letting them fall more and more apart with each jump scare or scary moment.

I move my arm a fraction, allowing my hand to rest against Sloane's body. When she jumps the next time, and her breasts jiggle in my hold, I squeeze ever so gently. Sloane's breath catches, her eyes flashing to look up at me as she smiles.

Jovi gives me a confused look, and I shrug at him, not wanting to tell him I could've lost us any chance of having a pleasure crew again if Sloane didn't want me to do that. Jovi looks between us once more before turning back to the movie.

With each jump, I get more and more bold. It's so unlike me to touch a female like this when her pendant isn't green. Sloane makes it easy in the way she offers herself to us so freely.

I can also feel how much I'm letting the deeper part of me come out, the part that wants to pierce Sloane's neck with my teeth and mark her as mine. I'm almost certain she's pulling out that part of me, and it's why I'm so brazen in touching her body.

It's during my most daring squeeze yet that I pinch her nipple between two fingers. I don't pinch it enough to be painful, but enough so that she knows without a doubt that I'm enjoying what she chose to wear tonight. Sloane whimpers, and this time, Jovi knows I've been doing something I'm not supposed to.

"Tell me." Jovi leans down to where Sloane has fallen much further into my lap.

"Tell you what?" she whispers, her face bright pink.

"How did he make you make that sound?"

"I pinched her nipple," I whisper to him right as a loud part of the movie happens.

It's good timing because Jovi growls as he locks eyes with me. There's a challenge in them, a challenge I want no part in. Sloane's here for us to share as soon as her pendant turns green. It isn't green yet, so we're treating her as we would a human crew, and apparently, now, we pinch the human crew's tits.

It's embarrassing having to admit that I've fallen into my base desires, but now that I have the willingness to share and the need to claim, it's all so very real. I don't even care about the rules or what anyone else in here thinks. I need more of Sloane. More of her soft body pressed against mine. More of her whimpering and moans. More of everything.

I match Jovi's challenge with one of my own. "You do it. See if she makes the same sound for you."

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