“I can see how you’d think that, seeing as how this devices is specifically made to fit into a vagina.”
Ravik looked at the wand again and nodded solemnly.
“Smallcock,” was his verdict.
Cassie burst out laughing before she could stop herself andSeverinlooked mildly offended.
“Itcanbecome larger,” he pointed out.
“I’m sure it can,”Cassiesaid, still laughing.“I’msorry.I’msorry,Iknow this is serious, but ifIdon’t laugh,I’mgoing to scream.Idon’t know why this damn virus won’t leave me alone!”
Severin’s expression softened.
“I know it’s frustrating.Ijust want to help you, sweetheart.”
And there it was again…that gentleness…that quiet understanding and patience that was so unlike any other man she’d ever been with.Hewas aroused—she could see that clearly enough—but he was also worried about her.
Cassie took a breath and looked at the wand again.Asshe did her body clenched with need and the emptiness inside her pulsed in response—not frantic now yet but getting there—it was definitely insistent.
It was embarrassing how good the idea of being filled by the collection wand sounded.Somethingsmooth and thick filling that hollow ache inside her—something that wasn’t a real cock so she wouldn’t be riskingBondingSexwith either of her guys, but could still give her the pleasure her body was crying out for.
Severin’s gaze sharpened, probably because he could smell her need but he didn’t say a word…just waited.
“How would this work?”Cassieasked at last, trying to sound practical.
Severin glanced atRavik, then back at her.
“You said you still feel empty.Ibelieve that may be part of the viral pathway—your body is seeking internal pressure and reproductive stimulation.Butyou don’t want penetrative sex with either of us because of the risk of accidental bonding.Thewand will allow us to satisfy your physical need without crossing that boundary.”Heheld the wand carefully, not moving toward her.“Itwill also collect a fresh honey sample during peak response, whichIvery much need.Inessence—it would kill two birds with one stone, as you humans say.”
Cassie eyed him.
“Why doIhave the feelingI’mone of the birds?”
His mouth twitched.
“You arenotone of the birds, sweetheart.”
“Good, becauseI’vehad a rough couple of days and being metaphorically stoned to death by alien science would really be the cherry on top.”
Ravik frowned.
“No one stonesCassie.”
“It’s an expression, big guy.”
“I don’t like it.”
“Neither doI, honestly.”Cassielooked at the wand again, then atSeverin.“Soyou would…what?Putthat inside me and collect a sample?”
“Only if you agree.”Hisvoice was low and serious now.“ButIhave to e honest,Cassandra—in order for this to work,Imight have to make the wand quite large whenIget it into you.Otherwise, your body won’t feel satisfied.”
Cassie swallowed hard.God, how big did that thing get?Shesupposed she was going to find out.
“What ifIsay stop?”she asked.
“Then everything stops,” he promised.
Cassie nodded.
