Page 57 of Evo


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He smiles bashfully. “It doesn’t matter, does it?”

“You don’t look like me. I thought you matched who you touched.”

“Sure, but I was human once.”

“So this was you?” I run a finger over his soft cheek. “Freckles? Auburn hair?”

He grimaces. “You don’t like it?”

“If it’s you, I like it. Freckles to stardust. Cute.”

“Cute?” he sings out with a goofy smile. “I don’t think any male wants to becute.” Evo tenses and flexes his pecks. “I’m a killing machine.”

I lean back to admire his chiseled torso. “Killing me by taunting me with that body for sure.”

He dances his brows. “For real though, are you feeling better?”

Hooking my leg over his hip, I pull myself in against his chest and kiss his lips. “Much. Thank you.”

Evo guides hair from my eyes and studies me like he doesn’t believe I could want him. He saved my life. He didn’t have to stay with me. And I know, because he’s free, he did so by choice. So he wants to stay close.

“Do you think you could ever want a human? I know you were promised Titan mates. I’m sorry we didn’t get around to building many female Titans.”

Evo’s hand weaves into my hair, and he guides my mouth to his with force. He guides my body atop his. His fingers crawl up my shirt and dig into my back with desperation like he can’t get enough of the way I feel against him.

His tongue finds mine and glides through my mouth like hot velvet. Evo’s cock swells between us with impressive strength.

He pulls back and closes his eyes. “Shit. Sorry. I’m not a monster. I’m not a monster.”

I kiss his lips. “You’re not.”

“Aera...” Evo peers up at me as his thumbs sweep gently over my sides. “My Masters used to take me on these ships. When I was on another one like this, they used to make me watch them take their anajas. They’d lock me into the chair.”

I glance at the chair at the foot of the bed, the one he nods toward.

“I...” Evo groans as his erection throbs again. “I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted for myself. But...”

There’s no sense in talking him out of it. Evo needs proof he’s wanted. So I reach down and unbuckle his armored pants. I nip at his chest as I scoot down on the bed and work his titanhood free of his pants. Sliding my hand down his rigid length makes him quiver.

“Aera,” he rasps. “This is...”

I stroke his shaft again, hoping to distract him from getting lost in his headspace like Craze suggested could happen.

Evo’s body suddenly shifts from human skin to Magma to roiling black glitter, like he’s made of a million tiny obsidian crystals like Chasm. His stardust rises to the surface, then Evo returns to his human hues again.

This might be…interesting.

“I can’t... This isn’t right.”

“How?” I ask, bending over, eager for a taste of his massive length. Finding his base with my tongue, I drag it up and up to his soft, swollen tip, where a bead of minty pre-cum greets me in a sweet surprise.

“Fuck...” Evo grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me up to him with a lustful pant. “You have to stop. I don’t know what will happen if I blow. It could be a literal explosion, Aera. Jokes aside, I do not want to be the death of you. Besides, I was built to serveyou.”

I start to protest, but he promptly rolls me on my back and quiets me with a finger to my lips. “Let me get one thing right.”

The sincerity in his voice and his eyes make me relent. But as he repositions himself, his huge cock still swinging free, rigid as hell and ready, I’m not sure I’m going to survive if I don’t get it in me soon.

Evo pushes my shirt up and kisses my chest. “You have put too much weight on your shoulders, Aera.” He unsnaps my bra and flings it aside.