Page 38 of Savage Union (Brutal Universe #2)

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A fter that, I didn’t fight it anymore. Maybe I should have—later I wished that I had. But I was falling for Cass, even though I didn’t want to admit it to myself.

Every day I watched him navigating—checking the routes that Gurflug had plotted or doing the jumps himself. And all I could think of was how beautiful he was…and how much I wanted to be alone with him again.

And Cass wanted me too. It seemed that now that his Catamite blood had asserted itself, he couldn’t get enough of my seed. He sucked me several times a night and then in the mornings I woke to the feeling of his soft mouth enclosing me. It got so bad that we had to take part of our lunch break so he could suck me in my Ready Room—he couldn’t make it through the day without having my cream.

No male is going to complain about having his shaft sucked multiple times a day and I wasn’t either, but I found that letting the boy take me in his mouth so often had a strange effect on me. I began to want to return the favor.

Not that I dreamed of sucking cock—that wasn’t the way I was built. But I did begin to imagine hearing his moans of pleasure as I made him feel good. I wanted to make him come and watch him while he lost control—which was definitely not something I’d ever wanted with another male before. I felt almost thirsty to taste him the way he was tasting me.

At first I tried to put off the feeling…but it kept coming back to me. However when I took Cass in my arms and tried to reach into his trousers one morning, he wiggled away from me.

“Please, don’t Captain!” he exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear and trepidation.

“Why not?” I asked reasonably. “I just want to return the favor, Cass. I want to make you feel good.”

“You do—by letting me suck you!” he exclaimed. “I don’t need anything else.”

“Well, maybe I do,” I said, beginning to feel frustrated. “I want you—want to make you feel good. I want to make you come!”

I saw a flash of desire and need in his clear amber eyes, but he shook his head.

“Please try to understand, I…I’m a virgin.”

“I can help you with that,” I offered. Reaching out, I stroked his cheek. “I swear I’ll be gentle, little one,” I promised in a low voice. “I’ll get you ready before I take you.”

His eyes went wide and he shook his head.

“Please, no, Captain! I can’t—I’m sorry .”

“Fine.” I let my hand drop. “We’ll forget about it, then.”

And I left him in bed and went to get dressed for the day. But I’ll admit, my heart was fucking sore from his rejection. I had offered to make him come when in the past, even the idea of putting my mouth on another man’s shaft would have made me sick. I had promised to be gentle and to make him feel good…and he had turned me down. I was hurt.

Little did I know that my new navigator was hiding a secret so huge it would put me and the whole ship in danger. But I was soon to find out…