I sit on the edge of the comfy bed. She turns her head, frowning at me with a look of compassion.
“That’s not what I meant.” She pushes herself up from the bed and places her warm hand over my thigh. “Anywhere I’m with you is home.”
One of the brothers wraps around her waist and pulls her tightly to me, and my cock, as predictable as the sunrise, hardens nearly instantly.
“Your cock is different than a human’s, but it is so beautiful.” She runs her hand through my mating crest, skirting the base of my shaft.
My body goes still, except for the brothers. I gulp, trying to will them to stop running their lengths up and down her sides.
“I am happy it pleases you,” I say through gritted teeth.
“It would please me,” she says, her eyes behind hooded lids, “if you told me what you liked. How do you want me to touch your cock, Kitaico?"
“I, uh, any way you want to—that’s how I like it.” My voice sounds squeaky in my own ears. I’m embarrassed when my cock bobs toward her hand, begging for contact.
“Is there something that someone else has done that’s felt good?” She kisses me on the cheek.
Someone else?The thought of anyone but Lena makes my stomach roil.
“There has only been you.”
Her eyes widen and her little pink mouth drops open.
“Only me? Kitaico, are you avirgin?”
A robed human woman flashes in my mind, my translator chip struggling to convey the meaning of the word.
“I don’t understand this word.”
“Have you had sex before?” Her face screws up as asks the question.
“Yes, you were there.” Lena must have a terrible memory.
“No, I mean, have you ever put your penis inside anyone?” Her voice is gentle.
“I’ve never had a mate, no. I hope you’ll let me, though.” I try to ignore my throbbing cock as I answer her.
“Oh. Oh!” She seems flustered. “I mean, I guess it makes sense, I just didn’t really think about it.”
“So, there have been others for you, then?” I try not to look crestfallen.
“Yes, but not a mate. You are my first in that way.” Lena bites her lip. “Does it bother you that you’re not my first for other things?”
I think of it for a moment, not wanting to say the wrong thing. Do I like that there are males that have known the pleasures of my mate in the past? No. Do I find fault in her for it? Also no.
“It does not bother me. You bear my mark and you’re here with me now. You are everything I’ve ever hoped for.”
Her grin broadens at my mention of her mating mark.
“Speaking of marks, I had Yiskku drop something off for me!” She jumps from the bed, her excitement causing her to skip. I have to pinch the brothers to get them to release her as she moves. She scans our quarters until her eyes land on a medium-sized metal box on our table.
She grabs it and heads back toward me.
“What is it?” I hope it’s something to distract my mind from my throbbing shaft.
Lena doesn’t seem to pick up on my discomfort, her excitement over whatever lies in the box overshadowing my little problem. She lifts the lid, and inside there’s a curious arrangement of objects. It contains a large bottle of antiseptic fluid, several piercing needles, sterile bandages, and what looks like a jar of mashed up nuite fruit.
“You’ll have to explain.” I tilt my head, trying to make sense of the box’s contents. “Do you wish for me to pierce your nipples and then feed you a snack?”
