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How myhusbandmade me feel.

“Of course you’re still invited to the movie date,” I whispered, my throat suddenly tight. “You can just… Um… Get under the blanket, I guess.”

Relief washed over his features. He put his pants back down on the floor and slid beneath the blanket.

Now, I just had to join him.

And I would join him. Because this was completely fine. Absolutely normal. Practically commonplace, in fact, to have a gorgeous Zabrian male who I happened to be married to naked in my bed.

Only, I didn’t account for how big he was and how apparently not-big my bed was. When I slipped under the blanket, there was nowhere to go but directly against his side.

Which I probably should have anticipated, considering the size of the man.

But…

I’d never had a man in my bed before.

I’d never even let a man step foot on theLavariyabefore, unless it was just for work. My dates usually involved lots of booze and lots of banging, anywhere but here.

Maybe I’m not actually the best person to be giving Oaken dating advice after all…

“Now what do I do?”

I barely suppressed a startled moan. Oaken was literally breathing down my neck. I’d put my hair up while I was in the shower, and his words kissed along my exposed skin.

“Now you just… You just relax,” I breathed, grabbing my comms tablet from its spot beside my bed. “I’ll find something for us. Oh! What about an Old-Earth cowboy flick?” I scrolled through the entertainment database on my comms tablet, momentarily distracted from Oaken’s hot, naked nearness. “That might be kind of interesting for you. See what things are similar and what things are different.”

Before meeting Oaken, I hadn’t been much of a cowboy culture connoisseur, alien or otherwise. So I didn’t have a favourite movie to pick from the western-themed options. I selected one at random, then clipped the tablet into the stand above my bed so that we could snuggle down and watch it. Once the tablet was in place, I lay down, then patted the pillow beside me. When we were both all settled in, I would push play.

Oaken lay down with me. And the happiness I felt in response to that simple thing…

It was practically surreal.

I turned on my side and wiggled a little closer. Wanting to catch and hold onto that feeling. Lightning in a bottle.

This was just so cozy. And comforting. And enthralling and alarming and wonderful. A magical mix of contradictions.

Just like Oaken.

I felt safe and scared at the same time. Like I was teetering, about to fall from a very great height…

But I knew that someone would be waiting there to catch me.

“You can put your arm around me. If you want,” I whispered, my pulse throbbing in my head.

And between my legs.

Oaken’s chest hitched. His arm tensed, then slowly slid beneath my body. Without his arm between us, I was rolled into the slice of space against his side. My head fit so naturally in the place between his shoulder and chest. I sighed, resting my hand on his abdomen. My pussy squeezed when I felt the muscles there contract beneath my touch.

My pussy just about combusted when the blanket twitched, then shifted…

Because something had shifted beneath it.

“Sorry,” Oaken said, suddenly breathing very hard. “You seem to be… activating my loins.”

“What?!”

“My loins,” he repeated thickly. “They are activated.”