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She rose up on her knees and sank slowly onto him. His scent surrounded her, and she got excited. She moved again, lunging toward him, pressing her body against his. She fucked herself on him like a huge blue dildo and moved one hand to stroke her clit until she moaned and fluttered around him.
He took the hand that had just rocked her clit and slid his tongue around her fingers before he pulled her hand out and pressed the base of her fingers against his lips. The tongue slid between her fingers, and she moaned and jerked her hips while her inner muscles flexed and fluttered.
The big blue bastard did it again, and so did she.
Iris shivered and tried to catch her breath, but Yavor had a new, fun thing to practice, and she would have to wait him out.
Chapter Five
She didn’t groan when she woke up, but her body was cursing whatever had designed him. His dick went in easily, but it just kept going. Her navel was laughing at her because that was the end game for his cock, and she hadn’t let him get that deep. She wanted to kick the scientists in the nuts who crafted Yavor. She knew they had to be guys.
Iris pushed herself upright and sat back against the headboard. She looked around and jolted when Yavor was found at a desk, working on a large screen and speaking quietly in a language that wasn’t on her list.
She pulled the sheet to her breasts, and he nodded to her while he continued to speak to whoever was on the other side of that call. Iris eased out of bed and crossed the room to the wardrobe. It was her sole focus, and she recognized that the other one was Yavor’s. His was black and blue with silver accents. Hers was green and blue with silver accents. She opened the box and saw a lot of very pretty clothing. Everything was buttery leather, metal work, and fluttering silks. She grabbed for soft boots, and then she was stumped.
A large hand reached past her and pulled out an outfit that shared space on a hanger. She nodded and put on the cross wrap that would act as her breast support, and then she put on the skirt with the matching wrap for a cinching belt. Sci-fi princesses were modest in comparison.
He concluded his call and chuckled. “Well, the captain of my vessel believes you have an excellent body.”
She paused. “The lens was pointed this way?”
“It was.”
“Oh, shit.”
He grinned. “The Vyrellan language was chosen because it was not on your list.”
She stared, then turned to walk to the table and get some more water. She poured a cup full and didn’t hear him approaching. A hand ran through her short hair, and he tutted. “We will have to get up to my ship to complete your repair here. The facility on the surface is insufficient for the task, and I am impatient.”
“You were talking about my hair?”
He pressed a warm hand over her belly. “Among other things. Would you like to visit with your sister?”
She jolted and looked at the bed with wide eyes, but the bots had already tidied it. She exhaled. “Yeah. I think I would. I don’t know if she is worried, but she’s probably curious.”
“She is both. She’s downstairs in your study.”
Iris looked up at him. “I have a study?”
“Of course. You aren’t a prisoner here; you are a companion. The only true restriction on your time here is that you come when I call.”
She looked up at him, and his expression was calm. He was always calm. Even when she was fucking herself unconscious against him, he was calm.
A tingle ran through her sex, and she tried to stiffen her spine so he wouldn’t see how she wanted to sway toward him.
He smiled slightly and caressed her cheek. “Shall we? A meal is being prepared for you two.”
She wrapped her arms around her abdomen. “Like this?”
“Like that. The summers here are harsh, and you may enjoy wearing even less.” He put a hand over her back. “I know I would prefer it.”
He steered her out of his—or rather their—quarters and down the steps to the main level, where the staff smiled brightly at her clothing and Yavor’s hand at her back.
The room he led her too had walls full of windows and a desk, an entertainment centre, and Lily sitting and reading from a data pad. Lily shot to her feet when Iris came in. Yavor inclinedhis head. “You ladies enjoy your visit. You are both about to be very busy.”
Lily stared at the door until it closed, then looked at Iris. “Oh my god. Are you hurt? You look pale. Well, you always look pale.”
“Not hurt. Just nervous about the response to this outfit.”
