Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31116 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31116 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Naomi licks her lips. “Here’s the thing.”
I find myself staring at her mouth, full and lush. Humans aren’t much for sanitary laws, I remember vaguely, and I find I cannot stop staring at her wet, dusky lips. “Y-yes?”
“I’m fertile right now,” she says bluntly. “My window is closing very quickly. And…and you seem nice.” She sits on the edge of her seat, her hands twisting in her lap. “Please tell me you’re not mated? I heard only Rektar and Khex are.”
“You came here looking for a custodian to service you?” The words are hoarse. My mind is filling up with all kinds of filthy fantasies. Oh kef, the worst, best kinds of fantasies. Fantasies of bending her over my desk, fantasies of her wet mouth, fantasies of pushing into her while she clings to me, her legs wrapped around my waist—
“What? Oh, oh no!” She laughs, waving her hands. “It’s just, um, I was hoping you guys would know someone. And now I’m here and you’re nice, and you’re cute, and like, I know you won’t murder me.” Naomi shifts her weight in her chair. “And I’m really, really ovulating and it’s affecting me.”
“You truly want me?” I’m flabbergasted, even as the fantasies start playing through my head again. Will she be dusky and wet between her thighs like her lips, or…
Naomi gives me another little smile and moves closer, her knees bumping mine. “If I don’t find someone to make me pregnant in the next twenty-four hours or so, I’m going to lose my savings. Then I’ll have no baby and no money. So, unless you’ve got somewhere else to be and you’re not totally averse to the idea, I would love for you to make me pregnant.” She pauses, then adds, “Please. It wouldn’t be a commitment, either. You don’t have to be in the baby’s life. I don’t intend on raising this child with someone. I just need your sperm, basically.”
This is every fantasy I have ever had come to life. For a moment, I think Sinath is pranking me. That he has somehow set this up, knowing I have never touched a female, and even now is somewhere, laughing at me silently. But the desperate look in Naomi’s eyes sells this. She is telling the truth.
She truly wants me to impregnate her.
Right now.
I clear my throat. Even though I hate the thought of anyone else touching this glorious creature, I feel I must give her options. “Once again, I must ask if you are certain you want me. Both Sinath and Paxon can be contacted. Both of them are of slightly higher caste than I am.”
“Are you telling me no?”
“No! I mean, no, I am saying yes.” I run a hand down my face. “I am saying I wish to impregnate you—” Kef, this is getting worse the more I speak. “I just wished to provide you with options. That is all. I am not exactly any female’s dream.”
She bites her lip, giving me a worried look. “Genetics?”
“What?”
“Are your genetics good? No illnesses that can be passed on to the child?” When I shake my head, she continues. “Are you mated to someone? Attached?”
“No. I am not.”
“Great,” she says enthusiastically, and then cringes. “I mean, I’m not celebrating that you’re alone. I’m just…these shots really have me messed up. You seem nice, and you’re cute, and like…I would really like to do something with you.” The look she gives me is desperate. “I promise we can be quick. You don’t even have to come inside me if you find humans repulsive. You can jizz in a cup and we can baste it up into the right spot with a utensil or something—”
“I would like to touch you,” I blurt out before she can continue. “I would like that very much.”
Naomi squirms in her seat. “Oh, thank god. Because these shots are no joke. I have never been so damn horny.” Her eyes are a little glassy as she moves forward onto the edge of her seat. “Can we go to your desk or something?”
“Here? Now?”
“I would prefer not to waste any time.” She taps her wrist. “Tick tick.”
This has to be a joke of some kind, because no female will come in and demand to be serviced, especially not from a male like me. This sounds like Sinath’s work. He would tease me in such a manner, but I do not see him. I do, however, smell the distinct perfume of arousal coming off of the human.
That part surely cannot be a joke.
I do not believe in the old gods, but tonight I will be saying prayers to whoever is listening. Because this is a dream, and I do not want to awaken.
“Your desk?” Naomi prompts, her cheeks flushed.
“Yes!” I jump to my feet, hoping she does not notice my already-rigid cock straining the front of my trou. “Please, follow me.”