Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
But don’t you think she must have the same idea when she looks at your shaft? whispered a little voice in his head. Maybe you should just try it…
Wait—was he going crazy? No—there was just no way this was happening, Torin told himself. No way in all the Seven Hells!
“I’m sorry, Darlin’, but no,” he said firmly. “We’re not going there.”
“But I want you—I’ve never wanted to fuck a male so badly in my life.” Sky’lar looked frustrated. “I don’t know why I can’t get you out of my head! I was hoping that having sex with you would dispel this ridiculous tension between us.”
“And I want you, too—but not that way,” Torin told her. “I can eat your pussy again, if you’d like,” he offered. “I’m always happy to taste some more of your sweet honey, baby.”
But Sky’lar shook her head.
“That’s good but it’s not the same as taking you. I want to penetrate you and ride your ass, Giant…want to reach around and feel your shaft throbbing in my fist as you come for me while I bring you to the peak, buried inside you.” She reached up and cupped his cheek, giving him an intense look. “I want to fuck you, Torin.”
“Fuck…” Torin muttered, feeling his shaft stir again as he met her eyes. Why did imagining letting her do the things she was describing to him turn him on? He’d never wanted anything like this before—had never even imagined it. What in the Seven Hells was wrong with him?
“Well, I’m afraid we can’t do it like that,” he said, pushing the desire aside. “It’s just…not right.”
“Well, I’m not letting you penetrate me when I don’t even have an egg ready to fertilize,” she countered, frowning. “So I guess sex is off the table.”
“I guess so.” Torin was sorry about that, but he wasn’t ready to give in to her demands. And she clearly didn’t want to do things the normal way.
Normal for who, though? whispered that little voice in his head. Clearly what she’s proposing is normal on Portex Three. Which wasn’t really surprising, considering the way the male and females roles seemed to be reversed there, he thought.
Sky’lar sighed.
“Well, I won’t press you. If you don’t want to fuck, I guess we’ll just have to live with this tension.”
“I never said I didn’t want to fuck—I just don’t want to be fucked,” Torin objected.
“Well, neither do I.” She shook her head. “It was a bad idea, anyway. We need to be more professional—we have a killer to catch.”
As if to emphasize her words, a chiming sound came from the front of the ship—an incoming call and the tone indicated it was from the Mother Ship.
“Shit! That’s the Mother Ship!”
Torin got up quickly and rummaged through his storage unit to find a fresh uniform.
Sky’lar also pulled a new uniform and boots out of her bag. She took off the dark blue phallus and stored it in a kind of cloth case, presumably for the next time she found a male she wanted to fuck, Torin thought dryly.
But he was still having a hard time getting her words out of his head. He had a difficult time fastening the magno tabs that held his fly closed because his shaft was hard and throbbing as he remembered her saying,
“I want to fuck you, Torin.”
TWENTY-SIX
SKY
Sky was severely disappointed, though she tried to play it down to herself.
It was a bad idea, anyway—getting involved with a partner during a case, she told herself. You’re lucky it didn’t work out. It would have screwed everything up.
Only, it didn’t feel like that. It felt like a missed opportunity to connect intimately with the first man she’d ever really wanted.
Oh, she’d had Pleasure Workers before—Serpentine males who would allow themselves to be penetrated for a price. That was the normal and accepted way for Serpentine women to blow off steam after a hard day of work. But she’d never wanted to penetrate a male as badly as she wanted to take the giant Kindred.
There was just something about Torin—the spicy scent of his skin…the taste of his blood…his deep, rumbling voice…she wanted him.
But there was no way she was going to part her legs and let him try to fit that monstrous cock of his inside her to have him, she told herself firmly. She didn’t care how much lube he used or what kind of compounds he had in his precum, a monster like that would split her in two!
Besides, it wasn’t right for the male to penetrate the female unless she had an egg to fertilize. The Mother of all Serpents—the Goddess all Serpentines worshipped—frowned on males penetrating females at other times. Sky wasn’t devout—in fact, she was more of an agnostic. But it was hard to shake beliefs she’d grown up with.