I grinned at him, sliding my hands up his armored pecs. “You know it, but only because it’syoubehind the wheel.”
Just so we’re clear.
My stellar collision’s warm smile turned into a smirk. “Well, then. It sounds like you may need a reminder of what I really am beneath thishot bod.”
Yes, please.
9
ZIGGY
There were countless reasons my mate was perfect for me, but one of my favorites—besides his beautiful brain—was howdesperatehe was for my cock.
Figuratively speaking. And skinsuit-dependent, of course.
“I swear to gawd, Zig… This better not be another veiled offer to feed mecorpus spongiosum,because ya boy needs the real thingggggg…”
His adorable scolding turned into a squeak of surprise as I abruptly star hopped us to the roof of my Stellarian house. The urge to take him to the Lodger’s sleeping pod—ournest,in my mind—was strong, but I wanted to give him a unique experience tonight.
Something a bit more… personal.
“Excuse you, sir!” Micah exclaimed after we landed. “Why were you holding out on me with theMTV Cribs-style roof deck? Look at this boss setup! I just wanna kick back with a frilly little drink?—”
“I’ll give you something to drink if you’d like,” I smoothly interrupted, tapping my gloved fingers against the metal covering my crotch in hopes of distracting him from the loaded question.
Unsurprisingly, it worked, as Micah’s earthy brown eyes snapped to my cock with the naturally ingrained predatory focus all supes possessed.
Including those who rarely flexed their powers on the battlefield.
Even with the obscene amount of satisfaction I felt over his parents’ deaths, there were also times Ibegrudginglyappreciated that, by underestimating him, they’d indirectly kept my precious mate out of harm’s way.
Even if I haven’t always managed to do the same.
While immense pride had almost eclipsed the anxiety I’d felt upon discovering Micah standing over the remains of the Maroxian who’d infiltrated my ship, I’d also meant what I said about murdering everyone had anything happened to him. I knew my mate could handle himself—had defeated Astrum Force’s Head Commander when I failed to finish the job—so I tried my hardest to tamp down my protective instincts when they flared up.
The last thing I wanted was for Micah to ever feel coddled, or for his well-earned self-confidence to be eroded by my actions.
Since heisthe most impressive creature I’ve ever met.
The mission on Marox required I leave him behind, but usually, Ipreferredhaving my stellar collision by my side, because I knew I could count on him to display a level of competence most lacked.
So perfect.
So incredibly attractive.
“You’re so goddamn hot in your armor, Space Daddy,” Micah murmured breathlessly, gliding his hands along the flexible metal as he lowered himself to his knees. “Weneedto figure out a way for you to fuck me while still wearing it.”
Now that’s an idea…
Micah deftly worked open the hidden fasteners holding my armor together, and I couldn’t help smiling as I recalled how he’d struggled to remove it the first time he wore it as Commander Babygirl.
He looks hot in my armor as well.
My cock slapped against my abs once it was freed, painfully hard from not only the sight of my perfect mate kneeling before me, but the memory of that night. It had not only been the first time Micah had topped me—the first person toevertop me in my Earthling form—it was the only time another’s tendrils had tangled with mine.
Fuck, I want to do that again…
Wait, what?
