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With her leg wrapped around me, she uses her heel to bring me closer. Each stroke, each grind, each tilt of her hips makes her gasp. Her chest heaves. Her legs tighten. She rocks and climbs and arches, chasing her pleasure.
Damn, I want to feel her come around my cock.
“Zenth.” She says my name on a gasp and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. Her body shakes and twitches. Her inner walls clench around my finger. The noise she’s making is unlike any I’ve ever heard, and the expression she wears is entirely new to me.
She’s exquisite. Looking at her as she orgasms around my fingers is like staring at the sun. Bright. Brilliant. Painful. Stunning. I can barely breathe.
I love her. I really, truly love her. More than anything or anyone. I’ve always loved her.
But she’ll probably take this all back once she comes down from the high. I’m not sure why she even went along with it.
Then there’s the matter of my True Mate. I want Vera to be her more than I’ve ever wanted anything, even a placement in the Federation, but what if she’s not?
I still want to find my True Mate, which—if Vera won’t let me fuck her to find out for sure—means dating other women on the ship, probably having sex with them.
My thoughts kill my mood. I don’t want anyone but Vera. But even after what just happened, I can’t be certain she feels the same. We’ve been friends our whole lives, and she’s never shown an interest before now.
I’m not sure what this is tonight, but it’s likely a side effect of the casino and the fancy clothes, rather than genuine desire.
When she stops shaking, I pull my hand out with one last stroke against her G-spot. Then lower her leg, step back, and smooth her dress down for her. She’s leaning against the wall with her eyes closed and a giddy grin. Every muscle in her body is loose and relaxed.
I did that. I pulled that orgasm out of her. That satisfied glow is because of me. Pride and gratitude swell through me. No matter what happens from here, I don’t regret any of this. I would happily put that look on her face every day for the rest of our lives if she’d let me.
I brush my thumb across her cheek. “Thank you.”
Her smile widens. “No. Thankyou. That was…that was amazing, Zeny.”
Her eyes flutter open, and I can already hear the “but…“ that’s coming. There’s a nervous undercurrent to her expression that makes my heart squeeze with fear. I want to leave it at amazing. I don’t want to hear whatever she has to say next.
Before she can backpedal, or tell me it was a mistake, I say, “Should we get those drinks now?”
I try to act as casual as I can, though my heart is beating erratically and my balls ache for more. Maybe if I act like it’s no big deal, she’ll do the same. She won’t have to say anything that ruins this.
I take her hand and start walking down the stairs. “Come on. I could use a Vaki beer.”
I could use an entire case of Vaki beer. Something—anything—to cut the edge and numb this anxious feeling that she’s going to break my heart.
She hurries to keep up. I can feel her gaze on me, but I won’t meet her eyes. I’m afraid if I do, she’ll see all the longing and love I hold for her. Will always hold for her.
Vera
Ican’tbelievethathappened. We just did that. Zeny—my Zeny—gave me the best orgasm of my life. He claimed me with the intensity and precision I’ve seen him direct towards a new engine or rewiring a propulsion system. There was the same care and attentiveness. His sole focus was on me, as if nothing else in the world existed in that moment.
I’m still trembling, which causes me to stumble. He’s there, catching me, before I can fall down the stairs, pulling me into his arms.
“Are we going to talk about this?” I whisper.
He lets go and starts walking again. “We don’t have to.”
I don’t have time to figure out what that means because he’s already opened the stairwell door and stepping back into the crowded casino.
Something is up with him, and it’s not just his cock. I snicker at my own lame joke and walk faster, so I don’t lose him in the crowd. He’s been acting strange for a while and… well, what just happened isn’t exactly normal for us. Not that I’m complaining. But I need to find out what’s going on.
He’s trying to act casual, like it didn’t mean anything and nothing has to change, but I know him. That meant something to him. There was a desperation in every stroke. Of course, things are going to change between us. That’s inevitable.
What happened meant something to me too. More than I expected. The look in Zenth’s eyes made me feel powerful, and yeah, it turned me on to know he was hard for me. But it wasn’t just a split second, impulsive decision. I wasn’t just getting caught up in the moment. Walking into that stairwell with him was a choice I made. It was a risk—a big one—but I knew what I was doing. I don’t regret it.
But I’m scared. Terrified, really. I can’t lose Zenth. He’s my rock.
