him so hard it nearly hurt, causing him to buck his hips. As rapture convulsed through him again and again, the only thing holding him up was Lexy’s sturdy frame. Suddenly the feel of Lexy’s cock became an extra kink, one that made his balls lurch up on their own.
“Please.” Huv didn’t even know what he was begging for.
He wanted it to end. He wanted it to go on forever. Finally, the last gush of seed dribbled out of him like a salty tear. Drained, shaking, he spun and buried his face against Lexy’s shoulder.
Lexy didn’t demand anything for himself. Instead, he hugged him close. “It’s all right.” He rubbed Huv’s back in soothing circles. “Sometimes it’s scary to learn something new about yourself. You’ll get used to it.”
Huv wasn’t so sure, but he had no intention of letting Lexy go anytime soon.
* * * *
Lexy had pushed, and he knew it. The look on Huv’s face after he’d come, after Lexy had brought him off with his hand, had told him maybe he’d pushed a little too hard, too fast, but he still couldn’t regret it. When they’d made love, Huv had taken over physically and in ways still hard to define. They’d been incredible together and more than ever, Lexy hoped they’d have a future. He’d just needed to make certain Huv responded to him as a man as well as a woman.
As he pulled up in front of Huv’s temporary place the next weekend, Lexy hoped soothing his insecurities hadn’t done any damage. He sensed Huv was in a vulnerable state right now, despite the brave front he put on. For certain, Huv was suffering a sexual identity crisis, but Lexy was pretty sure he’d already had some identity issues before that. Why else would he linger on Trilanta, undecided as to whether to go home or move here? He was obviously contemplating a change of life.
And here Lexy was overanalyzing again. He—or rather, she since Lexy had finally hit her next cycle—couldn’t seem to stop being a therapist. Or maybe being a therapist and helping people was too much a part of who she was. So now she was analyzing herself, huh?
Recognizing a stalling tactic when she tried one, Lexy calmed her mind and exited her car. She had time to compose herself as she walked to Huv’s door and waited for him to open up.
Instead of the Allurian she expected, a younger male with cerulean hair and matching eyes greeted her. His grin nearly split his face, and the gleam in his eye struck her as familiar.
“Well, hello there, gorgeous,” he said. “Who might you be? I hope you’re selling something.”
She had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. “ Hello , Lexy , and no , in that order. I’m here for Huv. You must be his cousin.”
His practiced veneer faltered. “Yeah, I’m Huv’s cousin Rix. You’re Lexy?”
“The one and only.”
“Huh.” He frowned. “The way Huv talked about you, I thought you were a guy. Actually, I’m pretty sure he said outright you were a—”
“And we’re leaving.” Brushing past his cousin, who stood framed in the doorway, Huv ducked out and grabbed Lexy’s hand. “I apologize for him. We can go out and come back again by the time he thinks to invite you inside.”
Rix had the grace to blush. “Sorry. You just took me by surprise.” He turned to his cousin. “And you’ve been holding out on me. You didn’t tell me Lexy was your girlfriend—you’re super hot girlfriend. What’s the matter? Did you think I’d steal her? I am the handsome one in the family, you know.”
Lexy glanced at Huv to see an expression of amused affection on his face. It was clear he and his cousin were close, although they probably drove each other crazy more often than not.
“So you keep telling me,” Huv said. “Now go chase your own women.”
They walked back to Lexy’s car.
“I will,” Rix called after them. “As a matter of fact, I have a date with a blue-haired beauty tonight. She works at one of the clubs. Let me tell you, she can do things with a