“I’m your master, human,” he moans.
Blast off.
His words make me come faster than a comet flying through the night sky.
Rolling his fingers against my spot, he massages. Tenderly, at first. Then, deeper. The pads of his fingers feel dense. A dull ache of satisfaction vibrates within.
I can’t believe it.
I try to hold it all inside. The emotions hit so hard, and they cause me to spasm in a not-so-sexy way.
He doesn’t give a fuck about any of the awkwardness.
My eyes are locked to his, and he’s looking at me like I’m the entire galaxy. I don’t get it. I’m no one special. But to him, I am.
I’m so special he wants to own me.
He slides in a third finger, through my hole. I lurch back and forth, trembling from twisted delight.
He takes his hand from me and kisses the back of my head. “Mm. Good.”
“You—You--”
I don’t know what to say. I’m stunned, but my entire body is filled with excitement. Needless to say, it has caught me off guard, but I’ve become as obsessive and feral as him.
I need more.
I roll and wade back into the water. The milky blue liquid feels so good around my flesh. His skin is glowing brighter than ever.
Turin follows me into the hot spring.
He takes hold of my hips, pulling me back to him. I can feel his cock bob against my inner thigh, searching for my pussy as if it has a mind of its own.
“I want to come inside you,” he growls.
I let him hoist me into his arms, steam rising around both our bodies. I want to believe this makes sense.
It doesn’t matter if it does.
My entire life I’ve tried to make sense of how things went. I worked my ass off. I strove to be the best, but what or who was that work for?
They lied to everyone. The American people. Earth. Fucking everyone.
Maybe living a life that “makes sense” doesn’t make any sense at all.
“You want to… breed me?” I ask, gulping.
Placing his thumb against my lip, I close my mouth and suck. He slides against my tongue, slowly reaching the back of my throat.
Patiently, I hold him there without gagging.
“I need to impregnate you,” he says.
I look into his eyes. He’s serious, I know that. But this is a big deal.
This is something I never thought I’d allow. A baby. Another chance at losing a family.
I can’t handle the thought of losing another.