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“Please give our parents my regards when they return. I’m going to bed.” Knowing I had a spare key tucked away, I whirled away from the table with my face burning and head bowed low. I needed to get as far away as possible and assess what the fuck had just happened.
Chapter 6
Our parents missed Nova when they returned, leaving me to finish the night with Mother and Hector. And the starlight plaguing my thoughts was all they spoke of through the end of that excruciatingly long dinner. They spoke her name repeatedly as Hector regaled us with tales of his genius daughter and her accomplishments.
Her scent lingered, worsened by her cum on the tip of my tail. With each passing minute, the aroma provoked some beastly instinct in the back of my mind. And that monster of hormones and fury raged with gnashing teeth to have her.
A delicate gift of gold-brown skin as soft as flower petals and rich brown eyes that shone like amber in the light. Since the moment her soft flesh had fallen into my arms, I couldn’t stop wanting her.
Right when we were about to succumb to the palpable desire straining the surrounding air, she’d told me her name and the world came crashing down around me. And not a moment later, I’d sensed my mother coming around the corner, forcing me to withdraw from the morsel of flesh I craved.
For the sake of civility, I’d wear a mask of polite distance in public. As the son of a galactic senator with universal acclaim, I couldn’t risk the reputation of our new family. More so when my career with the senate was rapidly progressing.
But in all my twenty-nine rotations, I’d never had such an immediate and visceral reaction to a female before.
It was a human taboo for me to want Nova. Among the Dragaken people, there was no such shame when consenting adults with no shared blood formed a life-bond.
But it wasn’t a bond I wanted to form with her. Nova and I shared nothing more than physical chemistry. Anything more than that was impossible.
Even after dinner, Mother sent me on errands to meet with dignitaries on her behalf. Hours after Nova retired to my—our—room, I finally peeled myself from my duties on the ship. By the time I reached the suite, an annoyed ache throbbed incessantly against my skull.
The door whisked shut behind me, and with the shades drawn over the windows, near darkness greeted me. In my bedraggled exhaustion, I missed the presence in the room in favor of a shower. I turned into the bathroom, only to pause when the contents on the counter caught my notice.
Female items were tucked into the corner of the counter. A teal hairbrush, a pink toothbrush, and a black and gold bag of items I wasn’t familiar with.
But next to that was a partially opened bottle of purple sleep aid tablets. I picked up the bottle and the artificial fruit scent reached my nose.
I remembered with a waking clarity that Nova was sharing my room, and my tired eyes must have missed her. And I looked twice at the sleep aid, wondering if she’d taken them.
This was Nova’s first time on a cruise ship, and in space. After what I’d done to her at the table, she must have needed it to find sleep.
I dropped the bottle and bolted through the door. My eyes darted over the suite, and the faint glow of the holographic flowers on the table illuminated a form on the semi-circle couch in the conversation pit.
On silent steps I approached, padding over the floor, crouched and poised as if I were back on my home world stalking prey for the seasonal hunt. My tail whipped back and forth, coiling with anticipation.
Nova slept soundly, tucked deep in the couch with a spare blanket wrapped around her legs. The soft light of the hologram highlighted her in luminescent blue. Her long black hair framed her head like the ebony wings of a drake bird.
I should have left her alone, but a sickness grabbed hold of me. Something instinctive and monstrous wrapped around my senses and lured me toward the sleeping beauty.
She seemed so peaceful with her eyes closed and her dark lashes fanning her cheeks. In sleep, her lips were slightly parted, appearing so soft and inviting. Her silk nightdress and the white bedsheet barely hid the curves of her body.
Nova bowed to my command of her body earlier. Would she submit to me now?
I could touch her, take her, fill her. The way she came for me at dinner, I knew she’d permit it. The arousal in her scent when she looked at me was undeniable.
But she was asleep. Touching her now would be wrong.
“She’s mine,” a madness in the back of my mind snarled at me, goading me forward until I kneeled by the couch with my hand reaching out.
It’d be inappropriate of me to grasp the silken nightdress and lift it over her body. It’d be shameful if I peeled the sheet away from her long legs.
Yet that was what I found myself doing, and she didn’t stir as I revealed her body to my greedy eyes.
Nova’s breasts were the most enticing I’d ever seen. Perfectly round and pillowy, with mauve nipples pebbled from the slight chill in the air, practically begging me to bite them. Her smooth stomach was taut, and I followed the plane of her body to her hip bones that almost pointed me toward her panties.
A thin slip of fabric blocked me from the most appetizing aroma in the entire galaxy. Unwittingly, my hand smoothed over Nova’s thigh and nudged her legs further apart. Her blue cotton thong barely hid the plush twin lips of her pussy.
I’d be an indecent bastard if I acted on my impulses, yet they were stronger than my will. Some internal urge guided my shaking hand toward her hip.
