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“And go to Crux? Fuck no. But... what do you want from me?”
I did not know how to tell him that I wanted his company. I wished for him to stay, to tell me his stories, to find pleasure in my nearness. In all of the world, my mother liked me best. Better, even, than Jax.
Was it too much to think this human might enjoy me as well?
With a heavy sigh, I dropped my head and settled it against his shoulder once more. He stiffened but did not move. When all I did was drag my fingers over the cloth he wore, he took a deep breath and seemed to relax, even when I used the silk to drag across his bare skin.
“I desire you to tell me of Earth. What is it like to live there?”
“Can’t you ask your mom?”
I blew out a breath through my nose. “She says this is her home now, and she would prefer to look forward than back.”
But from any direction, I had never looked at Earth. I had never experienced it, and to become the king my people needed, I would have to understand where I had come from and the strengths and weaknesses my mother’s gametes had given me.
“Please, Lucas?” My voice was pitiful, but more than showing off my treasures, that seemed to work for him.
With a sigh, he began to tell me of his home planet. He spoke of the people there, and his time in school. He was a scholar, a historian, a keeper of the legacy of his people. I had been drawn to him for a reason, and I saw now that it was this. There was no better human to tell me of their kind.
But first, he told me of himself and the place called Colorado where he had lived. He spoke of a drink called coffee and his peoples’ need for it, and ski vacations. I did not understand all of it, but we would take a terrapad and fly across water in our games as children. It sounded similar, though our waters did not freeze so close to the palace.
And he told me how cold it got. Cold and lonely and dark in the winter. They only had one sun, and their days were sometimes short.
In time, his fingers began to comb through my hair, and he squirmed under my touch when I stroked the sides of his stomach, his hips.
That, with the shifting of the robe and the bulge in his small shorts, I finally noticed. With the wiggling of his legs, his musky, sweet salt scent hit me in a wave. My thoughts scattered. My mouth began to water.
Between the spread in the robe, I dragged my hand across his bare skin. Above me, Lucas gasped and jerked away.
“Kaelum?”
I looked up to see fear in his eyes. Again.
Frowning, I touched his stomach again. His skin was like spikdari silk, but warm. He had soft hairs in a line below his belly button, disappearing beneath his small shorts. I teased them with my fingertips. He shivered.
“Don’t,” he said.
Even as I wanted to drag my hand lower, I stopped. I pulled away, and I sat back on my knees to see him.
“But you are hard up.” He was. I could see it. When I reached between his legs and pressed my palm against his warmth, I could feel it.
He made a high, tight sound, bucking into my hand even as he scrambled back and away. I groaned, holding back even though I wanted to follow him, seek out the heat between his legs like a zintar burrowing in their nest.
“That doesn’t mean I’m ready to...” Lucas grimaced.
With my fists closed, I pushed my hands against the tops of my legs. “You do not want to fuck. I understand. You are not ready to give me pleasure. But that isfine. I do not need it. But please, my Lucas, little star shine. I want to learn the human way of it. Please, let me give pleasure to you.”
CHAPTER11
LUCAS
It was like something out of porn. No, wait, it was better than that, and even less real.
He wanted to “give me pleasure,” and not take for himself? That would make him the first guy I’d ever slept with who didn’t think of himself first.
Yeah, yeah, I know, “then you should have found better boyfriends, Lucas.” But seriously, I don’t know where these better boyfriends, better lovers, were supposed to have come from. Every guy I’d ever dated had been selfish in bed.
I’d always assumed it was because I was attracted to big guys.
