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She cupped his hand, trapping it between her thighs.“So good,” she whispered, letting the lingering ecstasy bring her back to reality.“Your turn.”

“What?”he asked, pulling free.

“No, stay,” she said, rolling over.After stroking his waistband in search of some way to open his pants, she huffed.“Nenn, I need access to your cock.”

He chuckled then yanked.Something tore free, like magnets or Velcro.He shuffled, and three thumps followed.She had to assume that meant two boots and a pair of pants.Then velvet skin engulfed her.He wrapped his arms around her while pressing his body against hers.

“Want me naked, too?”she asked, kissing his neck.

His breath hitched.

She laughed, shoved him back, then wiggled until she could whip off her shirt.Silence met her when she tossed off her bra.A thousand ant bites skittered along her skin at him being disappointed in her appearance, but then he ran his hand from her back to her ass.

“Beautiful,” he mumbled, dusting kisses over her bare shoulder.

She swallowed at the awe in his voice.He truly believed it.“Nenn,” she rasped, “lie back.”

He paused, his breath hot against her skin.His warmth was gone when he did as she commanded.She threw out her hands and met his hip and stomach, indented with abs.

‘Wow,’ she mouthed.Her implants sent her nothing, no doubt unable to process alien physiology.She was truly blind, but she didn’t mind, choosing to pretend she wore a blindfold.

Skimming her fingers up took her to familiar territory—his pecs, broad shoulders, angular jawline, and pliant lips.Down was a different experience, his sharp hips and an Adonis belt leading to an impressive hard-on.

She started at the rings around the base of his cock, up along the ridges, to further ridges just under the head of his cock.He was hot, hard, yet velvety to the touch.His breathing became ragged, but he didn’t stop her from exploring.Flicking her thumb over the tip caught drops of pre-cum.He hissed.His body stiffened beside her.That she could draw such a reaction from a man this wonderful made her chest swell.Sparkles exploded in her belly, and her clit throbbed in anticipation.She ran her tongue along the length of his cock, tasting the cotton-candy sweetness of his pre-cum.

A strange gurgle came from him.

She straightened, tossing him a glance out of instinct.“Did I hurt you?”

“Osnir,” he moaned.“Please…do not cease this torment.”

She grinned and took him into her mouth.

A drawn-out groan inspired her to take as much of him as she could, making sure that with every dip of her head, he hit the back of her throat.

He clutched her hip, his grip almost bruising.With every flick of her tongue or slow suck, he dug in his fingers, whimpers and growls escaping him.She’d missed this: intimacy, bringing another person to ecstasy, having him at her mercy.Between sucks, she stroked him.

“Tiny,” he roared as liquid sweetness bathed her mouth and slid down her throat.She didn’t stop until he twitched, his breaths coming in huffs.

“You taste amazing,” she said, lying beside him.

He drew her against him, almost crushing her in his embrace.“Hirihadie, that… Whatever that was, I have never experienced such joy…”

She snuggled, feathering kisses along his collarbone and any part of him she could reach.Darkness formed a ball in her soul while she waited for him to get out of bed and leave her.Time passed.He didn’t move, nor did he stop rubbing her back.Tears burned her eyes that he hadn’t abandoned or used her.

She snoozed, too comfortable to resist the lure of a nap, especially post-endorphin-rush.

“Next time, we shall remove your pants,” he said, his voice low when he dusted a kiss across her lips.

She hummed in agreement and let sleep claim her.

Chapter Twenty-One

WithTinyfillinghisarms, Nenn just lay there, his mind reeling, his body pinging with residual joy while his symbiotes vibrated through him.Since he’d met her, he’d wanted to learn everything about her.So far, he hadn’t regretted a moment spent with her.

He caught fleeting expressions where sadness lingered, but before he could ask her about it, she’d laugh, and the opportunity was lost.

As a maed, he understood that everything needed balance.When stability was threatened, chaos ensued.She couldn’t be cheerful all the time.There had to be darkness for light to shine.And if she kept that side of her hidden, it was sure to come out when he revealed the Ivoyans wouldn’t heal her or that he wasn’t certain she could go home.Like he’d promised.