Page 88 of Nova Academy

‘Wrap your hand around me,’ he ordered, and, eager to please, I did as he asked. My hand could barely fit around his girth enough for my fingers to touch, but I squeezed it gently. His own hand came down on top of mine and began to move us both.

‘Like this,’ he said, showing me what he liked.

I took mental notes. He enjoyed a firm pressure with long, slowstrokes, and he especially loved it when I sucked him into my mouth at the same time. I experimented with my tongue, flicking it around the head to find his sweet spots, and I learned he enjoyed every time I passed over the seeping hole at the very top.

I was so focused on my attentions there that I startled when his tentacles shot out to wrap around my wrist, guiding me to pick up the pace. I noticed his hands were clenching on empty air, so I decided to give him something to do.

‘Play with your nipples for me.’

The noise he released was practicallyprimal, almost a snarl as he did as he was told. His length was throbbing in my grip, and the suckers at the tips of his tentacles found every spare inch to suck on that I couldn’t reach. We worked together until he was writhing so much he was barely staying on the sofa, but I kept up my ministrations.

‘I’m close,’ he growled. ‘Trace your fingers over my ass.’

I wasn’t sure why he wanted me to do that, but I obeyed. My hand that was being used to keep myself propped up snuck underneath him and he lifted his hips to allow me better access. My finger found his hole and probed the area, and I found that it was slick. Was his body preparing for penetration? I tested the theory, slipping my finger inside him just to the first knuckle, and that was when he burst.

His mouth opened on a silent scream, his hips jerking into the air as spurt after spurt was pushed from his cock, shooting high into the air and landing on his chest, the sofa, my face. His tentacles twined around one another as if they needed something to hold on to, and his ass clenched around my finger to the point where I was fairly sure he cut off circulation.

His ass hit the cushion again when the cum became a small leaking stream, but he still twitched and moaned.

‘Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What the fuck?’

I pulled away from him when he swore, afraid I had donesomething wrong. Was fingering his ass too much? ‘I’m sorry,’ I blurted. ‘Did I hurt you?’

He sagged into the cushions with a breathless laugh. ‘Hurt me? Love, that was the most incredible, most intense orgasm of mylife.’

‘Oh. Really?’

He sat up at the vulnerability in my tone, though it seemed to take some effort, and took me in from my knelt position on the floor. His hand came up to stroke my cheek and came away dripping with his seed. ‘Fuck, you look good covered in my come.’

His fingers slowly aimed for my mouth, a question in his eyes. I answered by parting my lips, allowing him to smear himself over my tongue. I sucked them clean, lapping up every last drop. He was surprisingly delicious, even though I couldn’t identify a flavour to compare it to. It simply tasted like Bromm.

‘You’re so fucking hot, eating me up like that. I wish I could return the favour.’

That single comment snapped me out of whatever delusional bubble we had curated, but I didn’t want this to end. Not yet.

‘Lie back down,’ I commanded. With a sultry look in his half-lidded eyes, he obeyed. ‘Good boy.’

His groan was reminiscent of the one he made when he came. ‘I love it when you talk to me like that,’ he admitted.

My smile was pleased, even though my sadness made it small. ‘Taste yourself on me.’ And then I kissed him again. It was slow and sensual, a delectable last taste.

‘Mm, we taste incredible together,’ he told me, his eyes drooping with exhaustion.

I pressed another kiss to his sweet lips in response. When he finally drifted off to sleep I grabbed his blanket from his bed and covered him, then got to work cleaning up the mess he’d made. When that was done, I stood over him and admired his sleeping form. He was so beautiful, even his beard. I wanted to explore what those tentacles were capable of; discover the things he could do as alover. I wanted to play with his body and learn everything he liked and make him feel better than anyone else ever would.

But nothing had changed. This was just one last moment of weakness before everything changed, because I wouldn’t be sticking around much longer.

I gave him one last glance before locking myself in the bathroom, my hand already trailing down to relieve the pressure caused by what had just occurred.

It didn’t take long. Neither did the shower.

It was still the middle of the night, too late for anyone to be awake and too early for anyone to wake up, so I chose to use the free time to continue my search of the databases. Now that The Carina was docked I would have full access to any files stored on Nova Station and the academy.

I wanted to remain close to Bromm for a little longer, so I settled myself in on the armchair beside him and let my fingers drift over to stroke over his scalp. He sighed with sleepy pleasure and nuzzled deeper into the cushions, but didn’t rouse.

Tracing my finger over my holo-tab, still touching Bromm, I made the connection to the ship’s databases.

But what I found had me completely shutting down and raising all of my walls back up.

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