Page 77 of Starborn Husbands

Wait, he’ll know the answer to this. “Are you in my friend zone?”

He laughs, trailing light fingers over the lines of my bare chest. He stops to circle my nipple. “We were never friends, Treyu.”

That’s a relief and true. “Yeah, you’re right. I have never considered you a friend.” It does make me wonder what I did consider him before this. What do I consider him now?

His fingers think they’re going to undo my pants. I stop him. “No. You first.”

“No. Then you might not want to take yours off,” he says.

“Are you saying I’m not as big as you are?”

“I’m saying I’m … well endowed.”

“This is where I don’t give a fuck. I only care aboutyourdick size. I prefer to bottom, Zhang, and I have a really nice ass.”

He licks his lips. “I know … I mean, about the ass thing. It’s a nice ass.”

While he’s distracted, thinking about my ass, I unlace his trousers, and let’s just say he’s proportionate. My heart rate kicks up a few notches thinking about him railing me with this weapon of mass destruction. “This thing needs its own zip code, babe. Um, if we were still on Earth that is.”

“It’s for you only, babe.”

“Well, now, I just feel bad. I didn’t save myself for you at all.”

“Hey, we’re equal,” he says, cupping my face with his hand. “But we’re not the same. We have different needs. It would be ridiculous to hand out identical sex packages to everyone. Then nobody would get their needs met except for the few it was catered to. I relish in being just for my partner … for you. You aren’t the same and it doesn’t bother me at all.”

I thought I knew him, but I don’t know him at all. I am a huge dick and not the good kind like his huge dick. “I think I got real lucky today, Zhang. Undress me and make me yours.”

* * *

Hot bare skin slides over hot bare skin, lubricated by sweat. Our hard dicks grind against each other. Our kisses are rough, and I rake my nails down his back to hear him scream. His cries make my cock impossibly harder. I’m also testing if he can speak Treyu as well as he claims.

“I don’t think so, Orion. You’re going to pay for that.”

Yep, yep. He’s totally fluent in Treyu.

One of the kinks at the top of my kink list is danger kink. I’m not entirely sure I’m going to get that from my husband. I’m not afraid of him at all.

Merrick scared the hell out of me, and it made my cock so fucking hard.

Zhang swings me around, trapping me, and hurtles us into the water. He pulls me under and won’t let me resurface to get air and … I give myself over to it. I don’t find myself with the need to struggle. I don’t doubt for a second that he’ll know when I need air.

I let go.

Do I trust him this much? How can that be?

Almost a thousand years of saving you. Of staying with you even though you pushed him away as hard as you fucking could. You can rely on him.

Oh shit.

I glow so hard on the inside.

We surface and there’s fear lacing his every twitch of expression. “Trey? Treyu. I fucked that up, didn’t I? I was trying to … I know you like … well I won’t do it again. Oh, thank the Gods.”

He crushes my body to him. “Zhang. No! I was fine. It was so peaceful. I had a moment of pure serenity.”

His freak-out takes a pause. “You did?”

“Yeah. I’ve always wanted someone I could submit to without reservation. I was beginning to think it wasn’t possible. But it’s you.”