Page 59 of Cosmic Captain

He swallowed, cheeks turning red. “Alright.”

I smiled, pushing my head against his. “Can I buy you anything I want?”

“Within reason.”

I took that as a yes. “Come on.”

Anyone who said they didn’t like to be spoiled was lying. Don seemed determined to spoil me. If it was anyone else, I would’ve thought he wanted something in exchange, but he didn’t. Don honestly seemed to enjoy buying me things, and I had no idea why. Yeah, he was nice, but it still seemed odd that he took such enjoyment from finding things to buy for me.

Clothes were first. I had plenty of clothes, but apparently clothes or anything made by a dispenser weren’t as durable or as comfortable. Don bought me shirts, pants, skirts, and dresses in several styles and colors. He had yet to see me in any color besides black, and from his choices, it appeared that he wanted to see me in jewel colors. Then he bought me jewelry. I wasn’t opposed, but he seemed to like the thin golden necklaces more than I did. Both necklaces hugged my neck and had small diamonds that looked like flashing stars. He’d wanted to buy me earrings, but I didn’t have my ears pierced. I also refused to allow him to buy me a ring.

“What else do you need?” he muttered.

I laughed, going up on my toes in front of him. We were weighed down with bags. “I don’t need anything else.”

He frowned. “What do you want?”

You, I thought, surprised by the intensity of the feeling. I’d never had someone be so nice without expecting anything in return. I was feeling possessive. Shocker. I was a bit unhealthy when it came to people and romance.

“You have me,” Don said without stumbling as he stared at the shops, clearly looking for something else to buy me.

“Do I?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” I took that as tacit permission to be as possessive as I wanted. “I want to go back and nap. With you.” My pulse elevated at the thought of us in the same bed, but I needed him stretched out next to me as I fell asleep.

Don smiled and rubbed his forehead against mine. “I want to, but I want to get you a pet first. Something to snuggle with besides me.”

“No. It’s not fair to them. You will have to do for now.”

“Fine.”

Feeling brave, I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. “Let’s go.”

He led us through the crowd, holding tight to my hand and coiling his tail around my ankle. I felt completely safe, even with the numerous aliens around us. Don would protect me. No one would dare to steal me when he was right beside me.

When we got to his ship, we went straight to my room. I dropped everything on the couch and lifted my hands above my head to stretch. I was tired from the amount of walking I’d done. It had been several weeks since I’d been allowed to do more than move from my cell to a customer room. Even since arriving on Don’s ship, I hadn’t done much either.

Don slowly came up behind me, his steps loud enough for me to hear. I caught sight of his hands reaching toward me. I leaned back. His hands rested on my sides before sliding around me. I groaned, hooking my arms around his neck as best as I could from this position.

“We don’t have to, or I could stay on the floor.” Don held me securely in his arms while his tail tickled my leg.

“No. I want to.” I wanted more than that. I wanted to fuck, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. Soon, though. I’d get over it, and Don would help me move forward.

“Alright.”

He remained still, holding me. His face burrowed into my neck as he took deep breaths. A growl started low in his chest. I could feel it vibrating against my back. It should freak me out. It didn’t. Instead, the sound went straight down to my cock, making it twitch. Don’s breath sharpened, and he pulled me closer, allowing me to feel his own cock stiffening.

I wanted to lean into the moment, but the prickle of fear wouldn’t be erased. The thought of him leaning over me as we fucked made me panic.

Don instantly let me go and started to step back.

“No,” I snapped and grabbed his arms to pull him back. His warmth returned, and I leaned back. “I’m not ready yet, but that doesn’t mean I want you to stop touching me.”

Don nuzzled my neck. “I was not trying to pressure you.”

“I know.”

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