Page 124 of Galaxy Circus Act One

His brow wrinkles in confusion, and I chuckle as he steps toward the bed, but I wave a finger at him.

“Clothes are optional,” I say, and in an instant, his are gone and he’s just wearing a pair of boxer briefs. “That’s better.”

Fuck. Who am I kidding? It’snotbetter. It’s worse, much worse, because the fabric leaves nothing to the imagination.

He climbs in, and I roll over but pull him toward me so his front is against my back and we’re spooning. “Now you are the big spoon, and I’m the little spoon,” I explain, and his hard cock rubs against my ass.

“I’d rather you be the bun to my sausage,” he jokes, and I giggle but just pull his arm over my waist.

“Nap first, then we can discuss putting your meat in my taco.”

He kisses my neck and rubs slow circles on my stomach with his hand, but he leaves me alone, and I drift off to sleep, all the worries about Susie and Mark just an echo in my mind now that Xavier fed from all the negative emotions.

I’m woken a little while later with the feel of Xavier’s tongue swiping through my folds. Moaning, I look down and see my underwear is gone and my gorgeous warlock is between my legs. I thread my fingers through his long locks and grind my pussyinto his face. If he didn’t want that kind of reaction, he should have stayed away.

But it only encourages him, and he slides two fingers into my aching, soaking wet channel.

“Oh yeah.” The sigh slips out of my mouth as I ride his fingers and face, my pants turning into moans and groans before I start begging for more. “Fuck yes, that feels good.”

He chuckles and pulls away, his face glistening with my arousal as I growl at him.

“I love how into it you get. Your enthusiasm is delicious,” he says, his voice husky and seductive as he climbs up my body and thrusts his cock deep into my pussy, pushing me off the cliff. I dive into my orgasm, a scream leaving my mouth as his eyes lock onto mine and we free-fall together. He cycles the emotions and pleasure between us as he continues to fuck me, his thrusts getting harder and faster until I feel him stutter before his orgasm explodes out of him too. We orgasm over and over, my throat getting sore from how vocal I am. The sound of my name on his lips is pure heaven, and the fact that I can make this gorgeous, sexy man sound like he’s praying to some warlock deity is a huge fucking rush.

Finally, he breaks his gaze away from mine and the cycling emotions and sensations ebb. He rolls off me, collapsing next to me on the bed where we both breathe hard for a few moments.

“Best wake-up call ever,” I say once I get my breath back.

“I love a post nap quickie, but that was spectacular.” He is still slightly breathless as well, and I give myself a mental pat on the back, but then I have a moment of panic and scramble off the bed. “Fuck! How many times was that?” I ask, my heart in my throat, and he frowns, losing his relaxed, freshly fucked glow.

“How many times was what?”

“How many times have we fucked or orgasmed or I don’t know?” I run my hands through my hair, tugging on it withfrustration, and the confusion leaves his face. There’s a quick flash of hurt, and I suddenly feel like a bitch.

“We’ve fucked twice, you gave me a blow job, and we sixty nined on your grandpas’ couch but didn’t come simultaneously,” he reels off flatly before rolling away from me, and I start to panic. Throwing myself back on the bed, I turn him to face me.

“Please, I didn’t mean I was upset about it. I was worried my Skarrian biology was going to fuck with your intimate bond or process or ceremony thingy. That’s even if my Skarrian biology would form that mate link. So far, my Skarrian shit is all messed up.”

The hurt on his face disappears, and he pulls me to him. “I’m not actually sure, to be honest. There’s never been a situation like ours before. I think your body needs to remember you’re my intimate to do it the warlock way, but I’m guessing we would still mate the Skarrian way.”

“You know what? Just to be sure, no more sex,” I tell him, untangling myself from his body and sliding off the bed again.

His mouth drops open in shock, and he starts to stammer. “But…”

Ignoring him, I look at the clock, and my heart skips a beat when I see the time.

“Fuck! I’m going to be late.” I hurry to the bathroom. I feel Xavier’s release slide down my legs and moan. Some days you just don’t have time for bodily fluids. I quickly pee and clean myself up with some wipes. I wash my face and tidy my hair the best I can before I rush out of the bathroom and toward my closet, but I don’t make it there before I’m suddenly clothed. I spin around and raise an eyebrow at my boyfriend.

“Babe, you looked so panicked I thought I would help you out. Can we revisit the no sex mandate please?”

I launch myself onto the bed and kiss him hard, but I extract myself from his eagerly wandering hands. “You’re the best, butno, not until we get to your planet and get my memories back. Oral’s still fun, right?” I tell him. “I’ll see you at intermission, okay?” I check to make sure he’s going to be there to dry me, and he gives me a thumbs-up, still looking perplexed at everything that just occurred as I hurry out the door.

I’m only a few minutes late, but Susie looks at me with knowing eyes and a cheeky grin. “Well, I won’t ask what kept you, it’s obvious to see. Did you even look in the mirror before you came out here?” she scolds, tongue in cheek, as I pat my hair and smooth down my clothes that Xavier helped me with.

“That is quite a bruise on your neck there, Lila. Are you sure you don’t want me to have a look at it? I can give you my professional opinion,” Mark chimes in, joining Susie’s teasing, and I roll my eyes. Fucking Xavier. I asked him to hide the bruise from humans, but I guess he decided that he wants the world to see his mark. I’m glad I confronted Mark and we cleared the air. This is the most comfortable it’s ever been between the three of us.

“Oh no, honey. Remember, one of Lila’s lovers is a doctor as well, so I’m certain he can make sure she’s okay.” We agreed she could tell Mark about me being in a poly relationship, but not anything else. Otherwise, hanging out after the show might have been a little difficult.

I flip them both off and lead them to our seats. When we get there, I’m surprised to see William and John. Shit, I can’t introduce them as my grandpas. Mark will know something is suspicious. But I don’t need to worry, because after they introduce themselves as my grandpas, Susie nudges me in the side and whispers in my ear while Mark is talking to them. “I thought you said they looked young. All I see are a couple of handsome, older-looking dudes.”