“You’re hot,” I say, and then I blush, embarrassed.
“Why is your face all red?”
“I… I’m embarrassed.”
He makes eye contact and slowly touches my wrist, keeping my hand against his face. “Why are you embarrassed?”
“Because I called you hot.”
“Why is that embarrassing?”
“Ah… On Earth, saying someone is hot means… you think they’re good looking. You’re, ah, attracted to them.”
“You’re attracted to me?”
“No!” I blurt out. “Maybe? I meant that your body is hot. Temperature! Your body temperature is hot! Warm! You’re warm.”
“So my body isn’t hot. I’m not hot. I’m just warm. Just okay.”
“Yes. Err, no. I don’t know.”
He chuckles and releases my wrist. I keep my hand there a second longer before dropping my hand to my side.
Adir touches my hands. “I don’t want you to feel embarrassed. You can tell me I’m warm. That’s fine. I don’t need you to think I’m hot.” He winks. “I know I am.”
I bite my lower lip and then giggle. “At least you have some confidence.”
“Just a little.” He winks again and then cups my face.
My breathing hitches. He's touching me, and I don't mind. Honestly, I don't. He can see that in my eyes. I'm sure of it. He's staring at me, and then his thumb is sweeping over my lips.
I don’t know what possesses me, but my lips part. He sighs and then grimaces, drawing back.
“Did I… Did I do something wrong?” I ask, shocked and upset that he looks annoyed.
“No. You did nothing… It’s me,” he mumbles.
My gaze travels down his body, and I realize his pants are tented.
“I’ll go.” He starts toward the door.
I hesitate and then take a few steps forward to grab his hand.
“Don’t?”
“If I don’t… Do you know what a Novan must do if he’s…”
“Yes,” I murmur.
He’ll have to ejaculate. Something in their biology makes it a requirement. Every time they get hard, they have to come.
“But…” He shifts to face me.
“I think… Let me try to…”
He nods.
I release his hand and cross over to the bed. The blanket he brought is so very soft, and I pull it down. My back to him, I strip off the dress. Then I turn around and shut my eyes as I fall onto the bed. My hands work on my body, squeezing my nipples, teasing them before I bring a hand down between my legs.
I’m a little wet already. How? I’ve never been wet with any of the others. No matter what I did, I would always be as dry as a bone, but this time, when I slip my fingers in, I almost let out a groan.
I’m almost ready already.
My eyes open. Adir isn’t near me. He’s giving me space, waiting for me to call him over, and I appreciate that, but I’m ready.
I put my hands on the bed and force myself up. “Can you…” I swallow hard. “Can you…”
He nods, his face a slightly paler shade of blue than before. When I nod back, he crosses over to me. I can’t bring myself to lower his pants, so he does, but he hesitates.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs.
“You won’t. At least… I don’t think you will.” I side-eye his cock. It’s huge. Not only are the Novans all muscular fiends, but their cocks are all gigantic too.
He lifts a hand, and I suck in a breath, but he just brushes my hair back from my face. He wants to see me. It’s so sweet and tender, and I almost want to cry.
Why? Why isn’t he a breeder?
He leans forward as if to kiss me, but I turn my head to the side. I can’t. Not yet at least.
To show that I don’t want him to take that rejection as a sign that he should stop, I take his hand and place it on my breast. As I had done, he teases my nipple, doing exactly what I had, and my back arches. He knows how to treat a girl, how to make her feel appreciated and nurtured.
Then, his other hand reaches between my legs. I jump as if shocked by an electric jolt. He hesitates, but when I don’t stop him, he starts to rub my lips. They’re wet, and I can feel the slickness as he rubs.
A finger enters, and then, he removes it almost immediately.
“You feel ready, and you smell ready, but are you?” he asks, staring up at me.
I nod.
“Are you sure?”
I nod again.
I tense up, waiting for the pain to come. He rubs himself against my folds, lining himself up, and then he pushes just the tip in. Just a little more. It’s torture, but it’s also so much more pleasurable this way. My body can adjust to his enormous size without being rushed, and when he’s finally all the way in, we both sigh, and I giggle.
“No pain?” he asks, breathless.
I shake my head. “What about you? Any pain?”
“I, ah… Soon. I need to soon.”
“Then go ahead,” I urge.
But he is still slow, not moving too fast, and I can feel myself giving in, giving myself over. He’s taking his time, and I love that, and almost without meaning to, my hips are moving in time with his thrusts. I think about lifting my legs to wrap around him. A tingling sensation starts in my feet, and I’m close. So close. I’m almost there…
He’s panting and groans, and I can feel him come, can feel his ejaculate hit me. It’s such a strange feeling, a sensation I hadn’t felt before, and my own orgasm follows. It’s a small one, but I haven’t orgasmed in so long that I’ll take it.
Adir keeps pumping, and I touch his face.
“I came,” I murmur.
“You did?” he asks, surprised.
I nod.
“Did it… Did I hurt you?” he asks.
His worry touches me.
“No. No, you didn’t hurt me.” I offer a smile.
Adir grins, and he pulls out. A glob of cum falls out, right onto my new blanket.
Adir groans, but I laugh.
“I’ll get you another blanket,” he says.
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