Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Instantly, my seed erupts. I come with a ragged snarl, spraying my release all over the shower walls as I lock eyes with my female. We stare at each other throughout my orgasm, until I've wrung every last drop of seed out of my balls, and I'm spent.
Spent, and yet elated.
Because this is the closest I've ever felt to Ruthie. This is the most intimate moment we've had so far. We've slept together a few times, but we've always been careful to keep boundaries between us. Today, looking into her eyes as I stroke my softening shaft, I feel those boundaries crumbling away.
She hops off the counter, fussing with the bed-tumbled spikes of her short hair. "That was...a lot."
Her words are discouraging but she's smiling. I'll take it for a compliment. "Shall I do it again? Give me a moment, and I can."
Ruthie flushes. "No, I'm good for now. I...yeah." She crosses her arms over her chest and turns to leave, then pauses and turns back to me. "You're going to help me pierce my nipple later, right?"
"If you still wish to, yes."
She gives me a sly smile. "I do. Drink some coffee, it's going to be a late night for us."
I look forward to it.
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
RUTHIE
The hours drag past. I bury myself in work, doing inventory for the ship's food supplies. It's not anyone's favorite job because you have to scan each item into the computer and tell it how many there are left, and it offers you options for re-ordering or lets you know when things are about to expire so you can move them to the front of the queue. It's no one's favorite job but I don't mind it because it's fairly mindless. It means I can spend my time focusing on other things than the task at hand.
Things like...Kaz. And Kaz stroking his cock. And Kaz staring at me as he comes, his nostrils flaring and absolute hunger in his eyes.
I'm both flustered and excited all day. The shower scene replays through my head over and over again, and I'm a little shocked at how quickly he agreed to masturbate in front of me. Didn't even hesitate. Didn't even pause. Just whipped it out, let me look my fill, and then got in the shower and jerked off.
It was so fucking erotic. My panties are still wet.
I idly listen to the beep as I scan another bag of noodles, thinking about Kaz and his gloriously tattooed skin and his flat abdomen. He didn't have a navel, which threw me off for a hot second, because I do, and we're both clones. But I love the smooth, muscled expanse of his stomach. I don't care that he's a little different. If I'm picking apart all the ways that we're different, his pointy ears would freak me out, but I just think they're cute.
I can't wait to spend more time with Kazex tonight. Alone. Just the two of us and a piercing gun and my naked boobs. I wonder if it's possible to climax from getting pierced. I wonder if Kaz is going to find the thought of piercing me half as erotic as I do. It's not the piercing itself that turns me on. I've had plenty of them that did nothing for me. It's that I'm exposing myself to him, giving myself over to his control. For some reason that just absolutely trips my trigger.
I hope he needs my nipples hard for the piercing because they've been hard all day. This is insane, but it also feels...strangely right? Exhilarating?
I don't know how I manage to get through the rest of the day, but I do. I finish my work. I have dinner with my sisters. Spend time with Ruth and let her trim my hair while we discuss her pregnancy. Ruth-Ann is in the mess hall kitchen, baking something and snarling to herself, and rebuffs all offers of help. Whatever her project is, she wants to work on it on her own.
Once I leave Ruth's side, I join the sticks game in progress, but they break up soon after I sit down. The crew hangs out instead, watching an old vid of a classic gladiator match, and I curl up on one of the oversized sofas while Kazex sprawls right next to me. We're not quite “together,” but...it's close. I'm incredibly aware of his nearness.
The others peel off from the group slowly. Dopekh and Salvotor go to spar in the gym. Sakkar wants to check on the seedlings he's been growing. Zaemen heads for bridge duty, changing places with Erzah. Aithar and Jerzec decide to head into Port with the now-off-duty Erzah to “scope out the rival cantina.”
"You two want to come?" Erzah asks. "Be fun to get out."
I yawn exaggeratedly. "I'm going to make it an early night."