Page 157 of Infernal Bonds

“Who…” I gripped the covers at my side to stop my fingers from trembling, my nerves taking over. “Who does the… thing.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed, confusion lining his forehead. “The thing?”

You’re grown. Use your words.

If I didn’t say something, he’d think I was going to leave again.

“Which one of us sticks it in?”

His expression sobered, eyebrows shooting high. “You mean…”

I glanced away again, bending one knee so I wouldn’t feel so exposed.

“Hey,” he whispered. “It doesn’t matter to me. If you’re not comfortable…”

“That’s not what it is.” I looked at him again. “I just don’t know what I’m doing.”

He snort-laughed. “Trust me, I don’t either.”

The sound of his amusement relaxed me. Knowing we were on the same level made the whole situation a lot easier.

Even if he had experience with women, he’d never done this before.

“Listen. I really don’t care which one of us does it. If you want to do it, then I’m okay with that. If you want me to, then that’s fine too. Or we can both do it.”

“Both?”

“Yeah.” His hand rested over mine, coaxing me to loosen my grip on the covers. “This isn’t a one-time thing. I told you, you’re mine. If you’ll have me.”

I chewed my lip. “Can you… can you do it this time?”

I wasn’t confident in my ability to perform. I didn’t want to hurt him by not doing it right.

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat, his gaze trailing down from my knee to my hip. “Yeah. I can do it.”

I’d done my research.

I’d looked up what I needed to know about having sex with a man, using resources from both Earth and Alonia. I was ready for what was to come.

It wasn’t that I’d expected us to have sex when I first looked into it a couple years ago. Back then, I’d been curious and wanted to see whether my attraction extended beyond Cyn.

It did.

Seeing two men having sex didn’t turn me off. It aroused me just as much as videos of women with men.

I’d watched videos and read articles so I knew how to do things. I’d experimented in the shower and discovered I liked touching my hole, but I’d never been brave enough to penetrate myself—until Cyn touched me.

In my fantasies, Cyn took the lead. He fucked me.

I licked my lips.

That was what I wanted.

Did I want to fuck Cyn?

I wouldn’t rule it out. I wanted to try it. But right now, I wanted him to take care of me.

He stood and crossed to his dresser, pulling out a bottle of clear liquid and a condom. He stared at the condom, then promptly dropped it back into the drawer.