Yet that doesn’t scare me. Nothing about him ever has… except him leaving.
I thrust my hips, eager, needing as much of him as I can take.
The orgasm strikes sooner than I expected, launching me into the clouds while my blue Santa nibbles on my lower lip, his hips remaining still while my inner walls squeeze him.
No words pass between us now, but they’re no longer needed. There’s a world of communication in how his fingers glide down my sides, over the extra flesh I’ve always been self-conscious about but which Nikkov enjoys. His hands never leave me, even as the orgasm wanes and his thrusts begin anew.
Keeping both cocks inside me, he rolls me on top of him. I arch a brow, and then smile when he grins. It’s my turn. His expression says as much.
With my hands on his chest, I use the position to rise and slam down on him, without losing either cock. It’s unusual, but quickly becomingnatural. Those silver eyes shine as they lock with mine. Nikkov thrusts one last time and roars as his cum fills me.
What we have together is beyond anything I thought possible. I don’t know if it can last, but I know one thing; I have to tell him the truth.
I wrap my legs around his waist, trapping his cocks inside me. The idea of getting off of him, losing this connection sickens me. As does lying to him for even a second longer.
As my body calms, I slump forward, onto his chest, and press my lips to his ear. This is my chance, one that requires a leap of faith that he won’t hate me for deceiving him as long as I have.
“I’m not part of the Brotherhood, Nikkov.”
“You have the blasters.” A statement but not one of condemnation. Bless his Christmas heart, he still hopes to save me even though he thinks I’m the enemy.
“Yes, as part of my mission. I work for Earth Intelligence. You’ve stumbled into an undercover op, my op. We’re distributing blaster parts, ones we’ve altered with trackers to expose and hopefully destroy the entire Brotherhood network on Earth. We’re on the same side, Nikkov. Allies, not enemies.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
NIKKOV
Not enemies.
I pull Noelle down on top of me and wrap my arms around her, ecstatic to hear such sweet words. Though Earth Intelligence works with Galactic Intelligence sometimes one side fails to update the other. That’s all this is. She’s working undercover and her people never notified us. If they had, I never would have been assigned this case.
“I am more than relieved, sholani.”
“You’re grinning. I guess the sex was that good, huh?”
“Very good, but that’s not why I’m grinning. Finding one’s sholani is a blessing but learning she is part of the Brotherhood…” My horns twist even as they curve behind me. “I’ve been at a loss of how to convince you that the Brotherhood will only destroy your world, not heal it. Now, there are no worries. We are, as you say, allies. Though much, much more.”
She runs a hand along my right horn. “I guess leaving those sacks behind made me look bad.”
“You, female, are too beautiful to everlook bad.” I smack her bare ass.
“Do that again and you’ll see how bad I can be.”
Vekk, but my cocks harden so easily for this female. “We shall continue this later, after we deliver the last of the blaster parts.”
“We?” Noelle slides from me as she shakes her head. “You can’t accompany me anywhere. You’ll blow my cover and this op if you change your behavior now. If anything, you should make it clear to the volunteers when they come in that you’re no longer going to be Santa because you have found no evidence of blasters here, and then leave.”
“I cannot leave you.”
Noelle hurriedly dresses. “You have to.”
“I’ll continue playing Santa for the toy drive, but I’m not leaving. You’re in danger. Twice now, males have attacked or stolen from you.”
“All part of the job.”
“I shall remain in the open and continue searching for blasters here, as if I still suspect you and your project. That will give your undercover role credibility.”
She tilts her head, thinking about it. “I hadn’t considered that.”
