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She shifted down between my legs, disappearing off the edge of the bed until I could just see the crown of her head between my legs. Whatever she was doing, I feared that any sudden movements would bring me to the edge of collapse. If she wasn’t careful, she would make a fool of me and bring a swift end to this fledgling exploration.

She removed the last of my clothing, and I felt the curious sensation of her tiny fingers tracing their way up my calves and along the inside of my thighs, making me groan with anticipation. With every inch she covered, my cock oozed more of my seed, forming a thick, glossy sheen that made the red and gold of my shaft gleam in the harsh light of my cabin.

At last, I felt her palm against me and I tipped my head back, squeezing my eyes shut and biting my lip to keep from crying out. Her fingers wrapped so neatly around me, like she was weighing me to determine my worthiness all over again. Stars, I hoped I could show her I was worthy. If only she would let me.

I was so lost in that thought that I didn’t even recognize what was happening until a moment later when I looked down and discovered her tongue tracing my gold markings, following each band in a complete circle as she wound her way to my broad tip. It was the most mesmerizing thing I’d ever seen. Her lips were such a pale shade of pink, and they glistened with my fluid as she finished with a flick of her tongue, staring me straight in the eye.

There were no words. I wanted to beg her not to stop, but I could not formulate the syllables. They were beyond me now.

“Don’t move,” Cosma instructed, and I remained frozen as she crawled up my body until she was straddling me, a devilish smirk on her lips.

“Cosma, you can’t.”

“Shh.” She leaned down, covering my lips with hers again, letting me taste myself on her.

When she sat up again, I felt the velvety softness of her sex brushing against me and I knew I could not wait any longer. I had to have her. I had to know what it would be to fit inside her, to stretch her with my cock and watch her writhe atop me.

Slowly, carefully, she lowered herself over me, pausing as our bodies met before relaxing and allowing me to enter her. The exquisite clench of her body around mine threatened to make me delirious, and I growled when she stopped again. Whatever this was, it was more than I ever could have imagined. All the sensations I’d felt before had been amplified by her welcoming me in. Now, I could hardly remember why I had ever resisted such a thing.

She took slow, deep breaths, and like a mythical being, she began moving again. She opened herself to me completely, sliding all the way down on my length until I was buried inside of her and I could feel the mild convulsions of her body around me, pulsing in rhythm to my heartbeat. She was incredible, too good to be true. I could not fathom why she was giving herself to me in this moment. It did not make sense.

“I want you to look at me, Malik,” she said, running her palm along my jaw and turning my face to hers. “I want your eyes on me, and I want your hands on me. Yes, just like that.”

She nearly purred as I placed my hands on her hips, feeling the slight curve of her lower back and her ample ass. It was like her body was made to fit into my hands. With the slightest pressure of my fingers, I could make her body roll against mine, producing an intoxicating effect that filled my whole being.

“Don’t stop, Malik. Please don’t stop,” she begged, and I had entirely forgotten that I was ever worried about her being able to take me. She had proven me wrong at every turn, and now I was under her spell, listening to her sounds and adrift in her sweetness.

11

COSMA

I had beenwith plenty of men in my time, but none compared to the way Malik touched me now. He watched my every move, reacted to even the slightest change of my body against his. I had his full attention, and I was relishing it. I had never been shy about sex. On Kychek, I exchanged it freely whenever necessary. But this was different, and I could feel it all the way to my core. It was frightening.

When I’d set out from the infirmary, it was only half because of what Torgus told me. The other half was a misguided hope that I could barter my way back to Tayla. I had intended to disarm Malik with my feminine wiles, only to bargain for my freedom. Now, I was struggling to find the words. Why was this plan so much harder to enact than I expected?

Malik groaned, a deep guttural sound of need that was accompanied by the throbbing of his cock inside me. Every one of those gold bands around his shaft had become engorged as my tongue slid over them. Now, I could feel them sliding in and out of my tight opening, stretching me nearly past my breaking point before slipping in and leaving me awash in relief. Every movement of his sent these sensations crashing through me, stealing my focus and muddling my thoughts.

“Is this what you wanted, Cosma?” He asked, his voice husky and barely recognizable.

I could not answer him directly. All I could do was gasp as I bottomed out on him, filled to bursting and grinding my hips furiously against his, desperate to catch the fleeting sensation of my orgasm as it remained just out of reach.

His fingers pressed harder into my flesh, holding my down against him as he rocked my hips faster and faster, urging me on until I could hardly breathe but for the tiny gasps that emanated from my lips as I begged him not to stop, never to stop. As I drew closer and closer to reaching my climax, his eyes grew wild, laser focused on me and me alone.

At last, I felt myself breaking apart atop him, dizzy from holding my breath as my body slipped against his. When the wave broke over us, I was gasping, my chest heaving as I collapsed over him, letting my head fall against his shoulder while he continued to pump his hips, drawing the last vestiges of my orgasm out until I felt the shudder of his release and then we both lay, damp and sweaty, fighting for each inhalation.

I sat up, but Malik’s heavy hand came across my shoulders and settled on the back of my head, his fingers playing through my stringy hair.

“Stay.”

The word was muffled by the way I pressed my ear against his shoulder. I wasn’t sure I’d heard him correctly.

“Malik, I…”

“Shh. I’ll help you get back to your people. But right now, I just want to enjoy this.”

Confused, I lowered my head back down, listening to the steady beat of his heart in his chest. My heart was still racing, partly because of the intense sexy, but partly because there was a new feeling blooming deep down. It was indescribable, and it felt so wrong. And yet, I knew exactly what it was. It was the strange desire to show Malik that I understood him. I saw him for all his pain and troubled past, even so, I found something within him worth loving. Just thinking that word made my heart skip a beat and I nearly bit my tongue with the way I clamped my teeth shut in surprise. Was this love? Or just something like it? Something I would come to regret, eventually?

“You’ll take me to Tayla?” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper. It felt wrong to break the tension that hung over us like a weighted blanket.

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