Blade lifted his head, his face hovering just over hers. “I can’t get you pregnant, baby. Let me have you. Please.” Something hot, thick, and hard pressed against her thigh as he adjusted.
“I’ve never done this before,” she blurted. “I’m a virgin.”
He jerked his head back another inch. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.
“I want you. Want to do this,” she quickly said. “Just…can we do it in a bed?”
He continued to gape at her.
“I just always imagined my first time in a bed.”
He lowered his gaze and lifted off her a little more. She followed his line of sight, seeing that he had torn the dress open all the way down. It was pinned under her back, the only reason it still somewhat remained on her. She couldn’t see the state of her underwear with his hips between her parted legs, but she knew they were torn too.
“Fuck,” he ground out. His head snapped up and his dark blue eyes pinned hers.
“I don’t want to stop. I was just hoping we could do this on a bed.” When he didn’t respond immediately, she felt worried that he was upset with her. Maybe even mad. It made her nervous enough to speak her mind. “I’ve been warned that bleeding happens the first time, and I don’t want it to get all over the console. And it’s kind of hard. I didn’t notice at first but it’s digging into me a little. We don’t have to have a bed though,” she added quickly.
“Fuck,” he ground out again, suddenly putting his big hands on her waist, digging his fingers into her flesh, then pushing away to stand over her. It caused her legs to release his waist, and they lowered nearly to the floor but were kept spread apart, since he stood between them.
She glanced down—and it was time for her mouth to fall open.
He’d gotten his pants open at some point, and she stared at the first real penis she’d ever seen. His looked big and thick. It was also really hard and protruded toward her.
He used his hold on her to keep her from sliding off the console. “Stand up, baby. Let me help you.”
She struggled to do so. The torn dress hampered her a bit. Once she stood on her bare feet, he released her hips and backed away, trying to close his pants. She watched as he grimaced and attempted to tuck himself back in.
Tears filled her eyes. “I ruined our moment, didn’t I? I shouldn’t have said anything. I don’t know why I did. I’m sorry.” She frantically grabbed at the sides of the dress, pulling it over her breasts and trying to cover up. It wasn’t working.
* * * * *
Blade moved when he saw tears slip down Hailey’s face as she hopelessly tried to put her dress back together. He just scooped her into his arms and spun, striding out of the cockpit. It wasn’t comfortable with a hard-on, and he figured his pants might slip down his thighs. He hadn’t managed to completely fasten them.
“I’m the one who’s sorry,” he crooned. “You’ve given me enough hints about how backward your colony is. I should have guessed it was possible. Nothing is ruined. Nothing,” he stressed. “Please don’t cry. You deserve a bed. I’m taking us to one right now.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck but kept her head tucked. He felt like a complete ass for damn near taking her on what amounted to a tilted table between the two pilot controls. He’d also ripped her clothes away to get at her soft skin, wanting to be inside her so badly.
He replayed what had happened between them. Hailey’s kiss had been tentative at first. He’d just assumed she was a bit timid because he was a clone. Like maybe she thought he would kiss differently than a human would. Now he knew it was because she probably didn’t have much experience, since she’d never had sex.
He made his way to the captain’s cabin. The bed in there was the nicest and largest.
“Does your thumb hurt? You were clutching me and using it a lot.”
“It’s fine. No pain at all. The tape keeps it in place and it’s thin enough to not be bulky. I was mostly using my fingers when I was touching you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
“You’re mad,” she whispered.
“At myself. Not you,” he admitted. “Never at you.” He