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It didn’t matter. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head.
As Saleuk pumped himself inside me, I felt a tightness forming in the base of my stomach and pressed my hands to his chest. Not to push him away but to have something to steady me. I felt like I was unraveling. He thrust faster, curling his fingers upward once more to hit a spot inside me so dizzyingly wonderful, I could hardly breathe. All the sensations combined started to blend together like a storm until I felt fissures start to form in my self-control.
“Oh, God,” I moaned.
Saleuk moved faster and more deliberately, forcing me over the edge. I shook beneath him, my thighs closing around his hand as a wave of euphoria crashed over me. He kept thrusting his fingers deep, torturing me through my orgasm until the last ripples of my pleasure started to trickle away and I was a puddle.
Simulators could never duplicate what had just happened. They couldn’t fake the wonderful ache. The pain. The sense of being close to someone. Saleuk had been inside me. He’d been to a place no other person had been. And it changed things.
20: Sam
In the morning, the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the weight of Saleuk’s arm around my waist. I was pressed so perfectly to his chest with his long body fitted against my back.
I didn’t want to move. If he was still sleeping, the urge to keep him there undisturbed was too great. I stared across the room at the opposite wall before gently sliding my fingers down along his arm to his knuckles. He was so soft and yet so incredibly strong. The way we were lying made it feel like nothing could ever touch me. Every inch of my being appreciated every inch of his. Gradually, I wove my fingers through his, smiling lazily at how big his hand was compared to mine. But he’d only ever used his size and strength to be gentle with me.
I brought our intertwined hands to my lips and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles. When I did, I felt him stir, first with a deep intake of breath and then with a hushed moan. His arms pulled me closer and I wriggled into his grip, never wanting to leave.
“I like waking up next to you,” I whispered.
“I usually leave in the mornings to take care of this,” he rasped against my ear, pressing the hard bulge of his cock to my backside.
“I guess that species-wide case of ED doesn’t apply to you anymore,” I giggled.
“I still don’t know what that means.”
“It’s… never mind.”
I rolled over to face him, soaking in every detail of his wonderfully alien features. His high cheekbones. His slanted eyes with large irises that looked like nebulas trapped behind glass. I let my fingers roam lightly across his lips, watching as they parted beneath my touch. His skin faded from that pale, moon-white shade to a soft lavender before my eyes, the color more vivid at the tips of his crown, as always.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Looking at you. I don’t think I really realized how handsome you were before.”
“It was probably because your eyes were itchy and swollen the whole time. My appeal is pretty obvious.”
I tried not to smile, but it happened, whether I wanted it to or not.
“If you say so.”
Biting my lower lip, I scooted closer to him, my hand caressing the column of his throat down to his chest. I could see the faintest ripple of color wherever my skin touched his.
“When should we leave for the mountain?” I asked, venturing lower.
“Soon. The days here are not very long.”
When my fingers dipped beneath the waistband of his pants, his hips rocked forward in anticipation, his jaw muscles pulsing.
“What would you do with this if I was still sleeping?”
“I would take it in my hand and stroke myself to the thought of you.”
The thought made my breath cease. I slid my hand further until I felt the smooth heat of his groin.
“Why are we so alike and so different?” I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft.
“We are all from the same maker. We are all children of one race. Your people have called them many names. To us, it isAk’suk’kaan. One name for one race that spread its DNA across many worlds following the destruction of their own.” I slid my fist lightly up to the tip of his cock and squeezed, making him twitch and tremble.
“And?” I said, enjoying the way I affected him.
