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“Please,” I said softly. “I want to give you what you want. But you’re asking me to do something I’m not good at. I’m going to make mistakes. I need your understanding and patience. I’m trying.”
The next kiss he gave me was tender, and when he finished, he stroked my cheek as he considered me.
“Undress for me,” he said.
I quickly removed my shirt and bra, tossing both aside.
“All of it,” he said, hooking his finger in the waistband of my underwear.
“I was hoping you could help me with that part,” I said.
His pupils dilated noticeably as he stood and removed the remaining garment. He trailed his fingers over my sternum and down my thigh, studying me.
“I have never felt as strongly about anyone or anything as I do with you, Andie. And it grows each day we are together.”
His idle touch drifted to the V of my legs.
“Open for me. Let me see all of you.”
I did, wondering what more there was to see after how thoroughly he’d gotten to know that area the day before.
“You’ve retreated enough for today,” he said, slowly lowering himself. “I was going to limit myself and stop after you cried out three times, but I refuse to settle for less than you have already given me.” He tore his gaze from my mound and looked at me. “No pushing me away tonight.”
It was well after midnight when I let out my final shuddering wail and collapsed against his legs.
“My sweet Andie,” Molev said, kissing the base of my right ass cheek then my left before spreading me wider to slowly stroke my core with three fingers.
“You took them so well. Your pussy will accept my cock with ease when you are ready.”
When I was ready. That phrase was music to my ears and one I’d worked hard to earn.
His fingers slid from me, and I whimpered at the sudden emptiness.
“Shh,” he soothed before his tongue dipped inside, lapping at me. I basked in his touch and drifted off for a few minutes. When I roused again, he was slipping my shirt on over my head.
“Come. You need rest. Dawn will come early.”
* * *
For the next two weeks,the team fell into a routine. Molev woke everyone just before dawn for a quick breakfast before we reported to the volunteer training field to weed through the candidates. The morning of the first day was basic defense demonstrations and assessing personalities, followed by more advanced moves in the afternoon. Since Molev didn’t want us to slack on training, we all participated in demonstrations. When the volunteers left that evening, we jogged back to our house. Molev insisted. On the second day, each of us paired off with the more advanced candidates and really got a workout until they left at midday. After that, Molev put us through some drills with any base personnel who showed up.
But no matter what our day was like, I ended up in the house next door with Molev every night. If I said I was too tired, he offered to carry me and promised I wouldn’t need to do anything but make happy sounds. Lying there, blissed out of my mind wasn’t a hardship, but it was exhausting. And it didn’t take me long to figure out that we weren’t done in his mind until I came the required six times. I learned to tell him what I needed to come faster so I could go to bed sooner.
He loved when I got bossy in bed, and I loved the results.
But the more time I spent with Molev between my legs at night, the more my thoughts began to wander during the day. After lunch, I would find myself watching Molev more than I watched the volunteers. Impatience crept in around dinner time next. I managed to hide it well the first few times it happened, but Roni eventually noticed. Of course she did.
By the end of the second week, she made me go for a run after dinner and quizzed me about the long looks I’d been giving him.
“You’re a-dick-ted now, aren’t you?” she accused. “I thought that might happen. I mean, you probably still feel him after he’s done and gone.” She made a humming wistful noise.
“We aren’t having sex, Roni,” I said.
“Why in the hell not?”
She and Molev still went for the occasional run after dinner, and I knew she was probably sharing information to help him. She fully planned to live vicariously through me until we reached Whiteman and she could grab her own fey. Which was precisely why I couldn’t give her the whole truth.
“He doesn’t just want sex,” I said. “He wants it all. My body and a permanent ribbon around my heart with his name on it. He wants forever.”
