“Yes. I can live with that. I have lived with worse.”
“And if I ask for more?” Which I shouldn’t? He’s an alien. We are pretending to be mates until I figure out what I’m going to do. At this point, it appears my options are to remain alone forever, without even my work as a distraction, or pick a warrior to be my mate. There are only the banished to choose from until we return to their land. Why would an un-banished warrior want a human woman?
“Then I will give you more.” His lips brush over my ear and I shiver. I can’t help it.
If I close my eyes, can I pretend that he’s human? That doesn’t feel like the right thing to do, and I’m not sure I could anyway. He’s too big. Too different from any other man I’ve known. “That doesn’t seem fair to you, and you’re already…um…”
“Suffering?”
“Yes.” My cheeks are hot. I can feel how much he is suffering because it’s pressed against my ass. Thick and hard and I can’t imagine it fitting in me.
“I would be regardless. I ignored the early signs, but once Edilk mated with Sabine, I should’ve realized it was unavoidable. It is my own fault for not following the rules all those years ago. You have done nothing wrong.”
The colony thinks I have, not that I ever saw any rules regarding aliens, or what to do with them. So if they already assume the worst and have banished me, as Sunif says, then what is stopping me?
“What do you get out of it?”
“I experience your pleasure…taste it and feel it.”
“You don’t expect me to—”
“I expect nothing. Do human men demand reciprocation?”
I laugh. “Some of them think women are there to please them.”
“I do not like human men. They seem to have forgotten where they come from and that being with a woman is an honor. Is that why you never shared a bed with one?”
Do I tell him the truth? We seem to be sharing the worst parts of our lives, so why not? “If I showed an interest in anyone, my sister would be sure to snatch their interest and flaunt the way she caught them. She is prettier.”
“Your men are distracted by things that do not last.” His hand has slid higher up my thigh again. He is thinking only of one thing. And I know he will not look at another—because there is only one other, Bridget.
“If you had been tied to Bridget, would you have made the same deal with her?”
He is quiet for several heartbeats. “I don’t think so. She is not like you.”
No, she is quiet and calm and confident.
While she was shaken at first, now she seems untroubled. As though she doesn’t care that we have been captured. Does she have a plan? Or has she already let Orik start proving himself while he tells her of his male lover?
I ease my legs open. “How much of your lessons have you forgotten?”
He gives a low laugh. “I suspect I will need to learn new ones as you are not Honey.” He lifts one of my legs so that it lies over his, spreading me wider. “Keep the blanket around you.”
I nod, unable to form words as his hand moves higher to cup my pussy through my pants. His lips brush the back of my neck, and he inhales. I must smell like sweat, and I’m grubby. But he doesn’t seem to be revolted.
“Relax against me, like you were before.”
It was easier before because I wasn’t thinking about what it would feel like to have his hands in my pants. Although a part of me might have been, because why else would I have joined him?
I settle back against his chest, the ridge of his dick against the back of my hips. His fingers move, teasing me through my pants. He’s going to feel how wet I am. He’s going to notice how much I want it. I squirm, not sure if I’m embarrassed or too needy to worry.
I undo my pants, needing to feel his touch on my skin. The first man to touch me there is an alien. That should feel wrong, but it doesn’t.
At least he wants me to enjoy it.
His fingers trace the edge of my panties, before sliding into them and brushing the curls on my mound. I bite my lip so that I don’t cry out. The other two are not far away, and Bridget will get up soon.
Tilt your hips.His command fills my head and I obey, giving him more access to my pussy.
