She expected soreness, or at least a twinge of pain or something given his size, but it didn’t come. Maybe that was part of his release as well. It’d make sense given his species’ need for multiple releases. That would be harder to accomplish if one party was sore from the first bout.

“Good.” He placed a quick kiss on her lips before rolling to the side. One hand lay on his chest, which still rose and fell with each heavy breath.

Aivey started to sit, felt more wetness slide from her pussy, and promptly flopped back on the bed.

Shit.

“Aivey?” Baxian’s brows pinched as he looked over at her.

She bit her lip and turned her head toward him. “I uh… I felt some of your come leak out when I tried to sit. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that. I hope it doesn’t mess things up.”

His nose twitched. Something sparkled in his eyes. Baxian’s whole chest began to shake as he tried and failed to hold back a laugh.

Her lips thinned. If he’d lied about?—

“My apologies,” he said, reining in his humor. “I should have explained it better. Yes, you can sit up. As long as you don’t submerge in water or clean too well, there will be plenty left for my body to react with.”

A heavy sigh slipped from her lips. “Thank the stars.”

“So worried about me?” he teased.

She swatted playfully at his chest. “Well, since you were so giving when it came to my pleasure, I wouldn’t want to be selfish and deny you yours.”

He reached over and slid a wayward piece of hair behind her ear, his fingers tracing along the shell of her ear and down her jaw before retreating. “You’re a gift, Aivey. And you’ve already delivered more pleasure than I’ve had in quite some time.”

A flush of pride raced to her cheeks. “Good, well, a little more never hurt,” she said, suddenly embarrassed for reasons she couldn’t name.

“Not at all,” he grinned back at her. “It will take my body a few minutes to reset, as it were. Let me get you a towel to clean up the excess.”

chaptersix

Baxian got her a towel…andcleaned her himself with such gentle care that words of gratitude felt insufficient. All the while, she tried not to stare at his nakedness. Or rather, not to stare too much. Some staring was impossible. A towel wasn’t all he got her, either. He poured her a glass of water, and another of Astrian blue from a bottle at the in-room bar, and invited her to join him in the seating area. He’d picked the chaise near the floor-to-ceiling windows. Funny, but she’d somehow completely forgotten about them during sex. How that was possible with the orgy still ongoing beyond, she wasn’t sure, but perhaps it was because she had such incredible company. Baxian made it easy to forget everything else.

As she approached, he stood and held up a large black blanket which he wrapped around her. She nearly groaned at the soft texture against her still-sensitive skin. He didn’t seem to mind his nakedness, but it was sweet that he thought she might prefer something to shield hers. Baxian drew Aivey down onto his lap, her back against his chest as they faced the scene beyond the tinted window.

“They really can’t see us?” she asked.

“No.” His breath teased her cheek. “Don’t you think they might have been watching us if they could?”

At the suggestion, her thighs pressed tightly together to try and stifle her body’s reaction. She’d never been one for exhibitionism, but being with him in any setting seemed to set her ablaze. “Perhaps.”

His arm around her center pulled her closer, urging her to relax back against him. Beyond the windows, out on the raised platform, a female took two males at once, one at each end. Tears glistened on her cheeks in the neon lights shining from above, but from the eager way she stroked the base of the cock in her mouth and rocked back onto the cock behind her, she was enjoying herself quite well.

Baxian rubbed her leg through the layer of the blanket, soft slow strokes she knew were meant to put her at ease. “Would you prefer a different scene? The windows can change to project an image if you’d like.”

“Oh?” she asked, genuinely intrigued. “What kinds of things?”

A soft chuckle echoed from his chest into hers. “Multitudes. I have an idea of something you may like.” He tapped two fingers on the black panel of his arm band and a display screen flickered to life in the air above it. He moved quickly through the menus at first, but then paused. “Close your eyes.”

Twisting her head toward him, she gave a side-eyed look but said, “Okay.” Intrigued, she turned forward again and patiently waited. Light flickered beyond her closed eyelids.

“All right. Open them.”

Aivey did, and gasped, breath lodging in her lungs.

“You recognize it?” Baxian asked, a hint of a tease in his voice.

She released the breath, her whole body relaxing against the male behind her. “Of course.” He’d brought up a sweeping panoramic of her beloved mountains, the image taken from down in a valley, though from the angle she couldn’t be sure which one. Towering trees with pointy needle-like leaves soared toward a blue sky dotted with lavender-tinged clouds. The shimmering pale purple of newly fallen snow coated the mountaintops and dusted some of the tops of the trees. If she closed her eyes, she could almost smell a hint of pine and the crisp iciness of the air. “This is beautiful.”