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“Wow.” I notice he never answered if he was rich. Oh, well. I’m keeping my true wealth secret too. Maybe he doesn’t want me to prejudge him, like I don’t want him to prejudge me. “Did you have somebody decorate your quarters for you?”
“No, I did this myself.”
“I’m impressed. You’ve got good taste.” I glance back out the window longingly because it’s hard to keep my eyes off the amazing view. “Are you an expat? You like living on Omega 9 better than your own home planet?”
He nods. “Yeah. I’m still hoping to somehow come out of all of this with the ability to live here at the station in peace in this home I’ve created for myself.”
I don’t see how that can happen, but you know, he can wish.
Suddenly I become very aware that we’re standing in between the window and his bed, soft bed. And we’re both naked, except for small towels that barely cover our private parts. And his erection is still hard in front of him. And we’re both so very close.
“I’ve been in prison for the last year,” he explains. “I might be overly hungry for a female’s touch. But nothing will happen between us without your consent. If you want me, you’ll have to initiate pleasure mating. If you never initiate, we won’t mate. But know that I will always be available if you’d like to receive pleasure.”
I shift restlessly on my feet, licking my lips.
He takes my hand in his again and pulls me into an enormous walk-in closet, thankfully taking us past that dangerous turn. Clothes will distract me from mistakenly having sex with some Hyrrokin I barely know. I need to focus on finding my sister and getting out of here.
In the closet I find an entire wall of dark pants and I guess pajama pants, different types of trousers. Lots of belts. Lots of silver belt buckles.
“Turn around,” he orders.
Drawers open and there’s a faint rustling of fabric and I know he’s dropped the towel and is putting underwear on. Then he pulls me along with him and he’s picking a pair of trousers and stepping into them.
“There’s no shirts or shoes in here,” I notice.
“Humans wear foot covering, but Hyrrokin do not. And males on my planet do not wear any fabric that covers our chests. We only wear trousers and sometimes shorts if we are swimming or maybe we go naked, but mainly we like trousers.”
And I hear a zipper going up and then he turns and he’s standing barefoot in a nice pair of black trousers with no shirt on and I’d say it looks pretty darn good. I love the muscled red chest against the black pants. Hot.
“Hyrrokin males enjoy belts and buckles.” He opens a drawer and shows me a whole collection of silver belt buckles. I listen intently as he explains the significance of each of his buckles. Some buckles were special ordered, some had been gifts and others were passed down from family. They all hold meaning to him. “Which one should I wear today?” he asks.
I love that he’s asking me to help dress him. I bite my lip, giving this deep thought, and look at each buckle closely. I gently run the tips of my blue nails across the tray and then stop at the piece that speaks to me. The way it shines, I think, will look good against the black trousers he’s wearing. “I like all of them, but…how about this one for today?”
He seems pleased at my choice. “My mother gave that buckle to me when I came of age.”
I watch as he puts it on, wishing I had my tablet with me so I could post a pic of him on my social media. I dream of gifting him with a custom ordered buckle that I could design myself. A buckle that would sit in this very tray along with the others and that he would wear often, thinking of me.
The rest of the extensive walk-in closet is empty and includes plenty of room for a whole other person to fill with acres of designer clothing.
I stare at him quizzically. “Did you have a girlfriend or a wife who used to live here with you and recently moved out?”
5
Kryel
“No, no other female has been here before. You are the only I’ve ever invited into my quarters.”
Relief flashes across her exotic human features before she can hide it. Then she hangs up the clothes she arrived in. “It’s too bad there’s so much space not being used.”
“I agree.”
I’ve met many females in the clubs and bars on this station and I’ve taken some of them up on their pleasure mating offers, but I’ve always gone to their quarters or a hotel room. I’ve never brought any of these females with me to my private quarters, until Aliyah.
I lied when I said I couldn’t unlock the handcuffs. Of course I can get the energy bands off, but I don’t want to. I like having her nearby.
I’m also trying to delay her messaging Tarvos. What if she pings her sister and decides to immediately leave? If she’s offered a secure, private extraction, there’s no reason to stay here with me. I don’t want this sexy, fascinating female gone so quickly. I need an opportunity to get to know her better.
She is safe with me; nothing will happen to her without her consent. But if she happens to fall into my bed naked, begging for my cock, this would be a good problem to have.
