An Uncommon Whore [01] - An Uncommon Whore by Belinda Mcbride

Author:Belinda Mcbride [Mcbride, Belinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay, Romance, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure
ISBN: 9781607375128
Amazon: B003E3604U
Goodreads: 7644545
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2010-01-25T00:00:00+00:00

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I struggled not to feel like a rube fresh from a backwater planet somewhere, but in fact that's exactly what I was. Never mind that I was royalty; I felt gauche and naive among the various pilots, space cowboys, and the artificial world that revolved around them.

Griffin and I had remained holed up in our lodging well into the following day before we'd finally sated our lust and slept off our exhaustion. Hours had been spent making love and memories. He'd taken me fast and hard on the sofa in the living area, slow and leisurely in the oversized bathtub. He'd roused me in the middle of the night with soft touches not meant to incite passion. Griffin was simply reassuring himself that I was there and real.

Those hours were precious. He fed and loved me with his body and his actions. Griffin braided my hair and then oiled my skin, rubbing my aching muscles till I was nearly mindless with lazy arousal. I'd collapsed amid the pillows, my hand buried in his thick hair as he sucked me off with drugging deliberation. That two-room suite will forever represent Paradise in my heart.

Business finally drove us out of our room and into the vibrant world of the space station.

Prostitutes strolled the halls—male, female, and otherwise. They openly displayed their faces and weren't accompanied by owners or pimps. They owned themselves. They had licenses and a guild that protected their interests.

Stores and restaurants dotted the hallways, and various businesses and living spaces were scattered throughout the station. The place was a bustling hive of activity, almost overwhelming once we left the quiet of the hotel floors.

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Griffin and I ended up in a low-key restaurant, not too highbrow, but not a dive either. I was uneasily aware that my appearance was drawing looks from passersby and patrons alike, but after a few moments, the novelty wore off, and I began to ignore the looks. As long as the hair cascaded down my back, I'd be drawing attention. When a drunken pilot lurched in our direction, my lover growled, giving him the full force of his one-eyed glare.

Problem solved.

The food was hearty and tasted excellent even to my discriminating palate. If U'shma had given me anything, it was an appreciation of fine food. We ate, and I found myself watching the people around me. I gazed at the décor of the restaurant, even the movement of the waitstaff. I was starved for new sights and sounds. Griffin watched me as a parent watches a child, with quiet amusement and affection. He answered my questions patiently and allowed me to pay the bill so that I could grow accustomed to handling money and interacting with people in a normal fashion. Showing my face, meeting the eyes of others, kept me slightly on edge. My training was deeply ingrained.

Once we finished at the restaurant, we strolled, and I spent hours looking into shop windows, gazing out observation ports, and simply experiencing the novelty of freedom.

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