“I’m still wearing my pants, like I promised.” I gesture at the bunk. “Come to bed and we can kiss some more?”
“Well, this is a trap,” he mutters, but he gets to his feet and follows after me. I sit down on the edge of the bed and he sits next to me, his gaze on my tits. “Are you cold? Do you want a new tunic?”
I shake my head. “I want you to touch me.”
Mathiras looks for a moment as if he’s going to protest, and I ready my arguments. I don’t want to hear “move slow” or “you’re not ready” out of him or I’m going to tackle him to the bed and put my mouth all over his piercing. “Gods help me,” he mutters, and then hauls me against him, pulling me into his lap. “You want to be touched? You want kisses? I’ll give you both, but it’s going to be on my terms.”
He sounds so authoritative that it makes me shiver. “I’m all yours.”
CHAPTER 40
MATHIRAS
So much for being the strong one. Turns out I’m strong until Helen puts her hands on me, and then I fold without a single protest. My body is humming from her innocent exploration earlier, and then I used her hand like a filthy animal and came all over her face the moment she tried to kiss the head of my cock. I’m not even ashamed of my actions, just a little chagrined that I erupted so quickly. But now Helen deserves her turn, and I’m going to make her feel really good. I want all of her sexual experiences with me to be excellent ones. I know that she was woken up on the Buoyant Star for unpleasant reasons and has hinted that the men there liked to pinch her and make her uncomfortable. I’m not sure if they touched her beyond that, but it doesn’t matter.
I’m going to give her new memories to crowd out the old ones, I decide.
“Lie down,” I tell her.
She’s so eager that it makes me ache, all but flinging herself into the bed and rolling onto her back, then looking up at me with expectant eyes. She’s beautiful, too. Of course she is, my brain tells me in Helen’s voice. That’s not the part she wants me to notice. She wants me to notice her for her. Still, it’s hard to look away when she’s topless and her small breasts are quivering with anticipation as she shivers.
“Are you cold?” I ask, moving to lie down next to her. I pull the blankets to her waist, so we’re both covered just a little.
Helen shakes her head. “I’m excited.”
I can’t help but grin at that. “You’re fearless, you know that? I think you might be even more fearless than Kaspar. Just don’t make the same bone-headed moves he does.”
“I’m sure you’ll tell me if I do something wrong.” She looks up at me with those luminous, long-lashed eyes and it makes me ache. “I want to do everything right.”
“There’s no right or wrong in bed, Helen. Let’s put that to rest right now.” I reach over and brush a lock of her soft hair away from her face, just because I feel the need to touch her. “If you like something, it’s ‘right.’ Understand?”
“Even if I want you to choke me and call me a cum-slut? You said you didn’t want to call me anything like that.”
Kef. “Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean that you wouldn’t. Part of sex is figuring out what both partners want. And if you’re opposed to something the other person wants, you either go your separate ways or you meet in the middle. A good partner wants to please their lover, and if you wanted me to call you a cum-slut and choke you, I guess I would.”
Her mouth curves into a slight smile. “I don’t, though. Part of me wonders why someone would want to be choked or hurt.”
Thank kef. I don’t think I could be rough with her. I keep my expression calm, though. “Some people need different things in sex. It’s just finding out what your partner wants.” I stroke her delicate jaw. “What excites you? You can tell me anything and I’ll tell you how it makes me feel. I don’t want you to be shy or embarrassed about what happens between us, all right?”
She bites her lip and thinks, her gaze flicking to me. “Well. I like kisses. And I like it when you stroke my hair and touch my back. I like it when you touch my face or when you rub your penis between my legs. All of that feels really good. I’ve tried touching myself but certain things feel good—like pinching my nipples—but not good enough to scream like they do in vids. And in the vids, the females got their pussies rubbed by their lovers, and I thought that might be fun. I’ve done it to myself but it wasn’t very exciting because I don’t know how to do it right. And they all use plas-film. Should we use plas-film? Does it feel good? Because I remember in one vid a male put plas-film over his female’s backside and then stuck his finger into her second hole and she screamed and I couldn’t tell if that was a good scream or a bad scream.”