“Yes, please.”
I can’t help but smile. She didn’t have to say please, but I like that she did. She’s not simply allowing me to do this to her. She wants it.
The dildo makes a wet, slippery sound as I slowly slide it out of her. I pull it back until only the tip remains inside. Then I push it into her again, nottoofast, but a whole lot faster than the first time. There is a raunchy squelch as the toy fills her.
“Oh God!” she gasps. “Oh fuck!”
“Good girl,” I whisper. “You’re doing great. You’re so good at taking this big, fat cock.”
I slide the dildo back, then thrust it into her again, even faster than before. Wetness squirts out of her. She arches her back and cries out in pleasure.
I pull back and thrust again, and again, setting a nice, easy rhythm while she writhes and moans on the bed. I can feel her pussy squeezing on the backstroke, gripping the thick shaft like it doesn’t want to let go.
Damn… I can’t wait to feel her grippingmelike that.
I angle my thrusts slightly upward, putting some extra pressure on her G-spot, and I use my thumb to stroke the swollen pink bud of her clit. Her whole body starts to tremble.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps. “Oh my God…”
It doesn’t take me long to finish her off. A minute, tops. I should have hadNomadset a timer, just for fun. Oh well, there will be plenty of time for games like that once we’re deep in the Warp.
I wait until she’s limp on the bed, then I turn and look at Traven again.
“You still worried she can’t take a dick?”
Traven is still looking at the screen.
“That was good,” he admits, nodding thoughtfully. “She comes well. Better than I expected. But her pussy isn’t my only concern. What about herass?”
On the bed, Binx bolts upright with a gasp.
CHAPTER 7: TRAVEN
“Mywhat?”
I’m standing with my back to the bed, staring up at one of the big wall screens. It’s displaying a live image of what’s currently happening on the bed—namely a nice, zoomed-in picture of Binx’s tight little pussy stretched around the replica of my cock.
It’s quite a view.
But as Binx sits up and shifts around on the bed, her pussy moves out of frame. With a snarl of annoyance, I whirl around to look at the real thing.
Instead, my eyes meet her eyes, and my gaze gets locked in place.
Goddamnit, she’s so fucking beautiful.
She’s so beautiful it makes me angry.
I’ve never encountered a woman who has this effect on me. Her face turns me on even more than her pussy does. I don’t know what it is exactly. Her bright blue eyes. Her soft pink lips. The heady mixture of innocence and rebellion in her expression.
Whatever it is, it makes my pulse pound and my cock ache.
“You heard me,” I growl. “We tested your pussy. Now we’re going to test your ass.”
Her face and chest are already ruddy from the orgasm Rek just gave her, but my crude words make her flush an even brighter shade of red. She glances down nervously at the base of the dildo that is still stuffed inside her.
“It’s too big,” she says. “It will never fit… back there.”
I walk closer, and she starts to tremble. Her skin is touched with a faint sheen of sweat, making it almost glow. Rek is still kneeling at the foot of the bed, silent and watching. He likes to argue with me every chance he gets, but he also knows when it’s time to let me have my say.