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She shook her head again.
“No. I think I’ll put some of it in the bank but most of it I’d like to donate.”
“Where to?” Torus asked, intrigued by her idea.
The Kindred had a very equal society, where the Head of the High Council made as much as a teacher working with the youngest children. They didn’t believe in having a small wealthy class which benefited to the detriment of everyone else. He was glad that Molly subscribed to the Kindred ideal rather than the human one.
“I’d like to donate it to battered women’s shelters,” she said.
“Women’s shelters?” Torus frowned. “What are those?”
“Places where women and children can go when the husband gets abusive,” Molly explained. “I know you don’t have anything like that in Kindred culture because you don’t need it. But on Earth, they’re really necessary.”
Torus frowned.
“It’s a great shame that human males can’t seem to understand that their females should be honored and cherished instead of beaten and belittled.”
“I wish more human guys were like the Kindred too.” Molly sighed and snuggled back against him. “Torus, will you hold me tonight? I’m afraid after everything that happened today, I’m going to have a hard time getting to sleep.”
“Of course I will, sweetheart.” Turning to her, he pulled her into his lap. “Are you sleepy now?”
“Mmm-hmm.” She yawned and snuggled against him in a way that made his heart swell with love.
“Then let’s go to bed.”
Torus lifted her easily and carried her back to the ship’s bedchamber. He pulled off her robe and started to give her a nightgown to put on, but Molly shook her head.
“Uh-uh. Can we just sleep naked tonight?” she asked, looking up at him shyly. “I, uh, really want to feel your skin against mine—if that’s okay.”
“It’s more than okay, little bird.” Torus took off his own robe and drew her close to his side. She turned on her side and pressed against him with her head on his shoulder and one arm wrapped as far around him as it would go. Of course his shaft reacted when he felt her warm, soft breasts and tight nipples press against him, but he did his best to ignore it.
Molly noticed it, though.
“Mmm, I’m sorry—do you want to do something about that?” she asked, nudging his shaft gently with her knee.
“We don’t have to, especially considering what you went through tonight,” Torus said. “Let’s just try to get some sleep.”
“But what if I want to get closer to you?” she asked, looking up at him. “What if I want to do something?”
“Well then…what about letting me give your sweet little pussy a tongue bath?” Torus asked, looking down at her. “It seems to me it might help you sleep if I made you come once or twice.”
She shifted against him and even without the TET device, he could tell she liked the idea. The scent of her feminine desire drifted up to his nose and her nipples got even tighter against his chest.
“Yes, please,” she whispered. “That would be nice.”
“More than nice, I hope,” Torus murmured. “Just relax, sweetheart and let me take care of you.”
He knelt at the end of the bed, just as he had the first time he tasted her, and propped a pillow under her bottom to raise her up. Then he spent a long time bathing her soft little pussy with his tongue—both inside and out. Molly gripped his hair and moaned his name, writhing restlessly under his seeking mouth. She really was over-stimulated, Torus thought. He was concerned that she still hadn’t really let go of the trauma she’d been through that night.
But he needn’t have worried. When she finally came for him, the intense orgasm brought on her tears. Torus got back in bed and held her while she sobbed out the pain and fear of the kidnapping and attempted rape. Then, when she calmed down, he laid her down licked her again—long, slow strokes of his tongue this time— that brought on another, much gentler orgasm.
After coming for a second time, Molly was finally able to fall asleep in his arms. Torus, however, was still awake. Not because of sexual need—he had come when she did, even without the TET device. But because he wanted to just enjoy holding her and loving her and knowing that she was finally his and she wouldn’t try to leave him again.
Molly was his—to protect, to cherish, and to love and he never wanted to let her go.
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