“You are my wife. Viking men and women sleep naked. Clothes are for when you are up and about. Do humans not sleep naked?”
“No,” she lied, partly. “We sleep fully clothed. We have day clothes and nighttime clothes.”
“We will sleep the Viking way. It is much better.”
“I prefer to sleep clothed.”
“You may do so if you wish.” In no uncertain terms, he was letting her know he was going to be sleeping naked regardless.
Her courage failed when, after he had taken off his boots, he started unbuttoning his pants. About to spin on her heels, she dropped her eyes onto what he had uncovered.
“What the—”
“What’s wrong?”
“Your—” Her eyes grew wide at what she was staring at, unable to find her words to express the strangeness of his cock.
Noticing what her eyes were staring at, he smiled devilishly. “Do the human males pale in comparison?”
“Uh … Well, it certainly looks a bit different.” While the base wasn’t much different than what she had seen in pictures, which usually showed huge penises, something she had always been skeptical about, his had a bulbous head with strange lines going down it to meet at the sacs. “The head is … different, for sure.” She uncomfortably tried to make the sensible portion of her brain start to function again, knowing he wanted to know what exactly was different about it.
“Ah …” he said, somehow understanding what she was too shy to get out. “Stroke it.”
“What? No!” She backed up a bit toward the elevator.
“Come on. Are you scared?” Skars practically dared her while raising a brow. “You know I won’t hurt you.”
“It’s not that,” she said, taking another step back. “It’s just … I’ve never touched one before.”
She became even more embarrassed when he stared at her in wonder.
“Human or male?”
“Neither.”
“Are you an innocent, Raine?”
The gentle way he was speaking to her started to loosen her reserve.
“Já.”
Her heart skipped a beat when he gave her a beautiful smile because she had used his language.
“Why?” he asked simply as he took off his shirt to place it atop one of his wooden chests, giving her a stunning view of his butt.
Distracted, she answered honestly. “No one wanted me.”
“I want you.” Skars walked forward until he was within reaching distance. “Touch me.”
Raine didn’t know what possessed her, but she found her hand moving toward him, as if it belonged to another woman.
At first, she just touched the silky flesh. Then she spread her fingers around the thick length. She felt awkward and excited at the new experience as it started growing harder and longer under her touch.
“More, Raine. I want more.”
“I don’t think it can handle getting much bigger,” she said half-jokingly, while the other half was saying, Hell nah.
“Já, it can.” Giving her a lecherous grin, he surrounded her hand with his own, showing her the movement he wanted from her. “This is what I like. Start slow, then go faster.
After clasping her fingers tighter around his penis, he released her hand to put his on her upper arms to pivot them in the other direction. Slowly, he edged her toward the huge bed until she could feel the soft covering behind her.
Stroking his penis, she became fascinated as his arousal heightened, turning it an angry red.
“Are you sure it won’t explode?” she asked hesitantly.
“Já.” He laughed. “At least, not yet.”
With a gentle push, Raine found herself seated on the bed, bringing her eye level with his protruding cock. From this viewpoint, she could see, with the movements of her hand, there was something expanding from the slit at the top. Skars’ penis didn’t have the smooth bulbous human males had; his was more cylindrical. As her hand moved on his length, the skin started to flower out like a rose blooming.
The lines on the head started to change to a different texture, and the longer she stroked, the redder his penis grew, the slits thickening and turning those areas of his rougher. While it was a bit freaky at first that it was reacting that way, she thought it was beautiful.
“I don’t think we’re meant to fit together,” she said nervously.
Skars’ hands went to her top to pull it tenderly over her head.
“On some of the planets I’ve traded on, there live small creatures which have become highly prized pets. They are extremely rare, and those that are sold must be extremely well cared for. They are extremely gentle, with beautiful grey eyes and affectionate natures. Without special care, they don’t live long.” Skars stroked his knuckles gently across her cheek. “You have the same-colored eyes as a crinda, and the same gentle spirit. I have never called another woman wife, and I will never, other than you. I have flown through galaxies to find you, Raine. We’re meant to fit together.”
She had never dreamed a man, neither human nor alien, would ever say anything so romantic to her. Despite wanting to give in to the emotions Skars had soaring through her, though, so many misgivings were holding her back.