“I’ve made my choice,” I declare.
Sylvus is quiet.
“Don’t you want to know?”
He raises a brow. “I’m being patient.”
“I want to hear you ask.”
He chuckles, then pinches my waist.
“Hey!”
“Andromeda,” he purrs next to my ear. “Tell me your choice.”
His deep tones go straight to my cunt, and I bite my lip to muster my focus. “If I… open myself up, I’m going to get hurt. That’s an inevitability.”
I feel the subtle shift as he braces. “I understand.”
“But…”
His breath stills.
It’s my turn to be a little sadistic, dragging this out. “If you’re the one that hurts me… I’ll be alright in the end.”
He quirks a brow, looking down at me. “Well, now I worry about how you see me.”
I roll my eyes. “I just—I was being poetic, okay? If being with you means I can get hurt… Then… it’s worth it. I never thought—” My voice shakes, and I take a steadying breath. “I never thought I could feel…safeagain. Like I did on Earth. But I do, here. So… I’m not leaving. You’re stuck with me.”
Sylvus pulls me tighter to his side. I glance up to see his eyes watering.
“Aw…” I wipe a tear from his cheek—and another from his forehead. “You really cry out of all eight eyes?”
“Don’t tease me,” he quietly huffs.
“But it’s ador?—”
His hand clamps over my mouth. “Don’t say it.”
I lick his palm.
He pinches my side.
We settle into each other again.
I close my eyes and tilt them up toward the sky. “I like it up here. It’s beautiful.”
“You can spend as long up here as you like.”
“Really? Space wolves aren’t going to jump out and eat me?”
He chuckles. “All the species here know better than to challenge the region’s apex predator.”
“That’s you?”
“Mhm. Obviously.”
“The apex predator?”
