Candidate (Selected Book 4) by Robin Roseau Read Free Book Online

"We'll hug. Come back in an hour, Administrator."
    The Catseye spoke briefly in the other language and then turned and left, a door opening and closing on its own.
    The Octal and I turned to each other. "What do you prefer to be called?"
    "Andromeda," I said. I didn't want anyone here calling me Andie.
    "I prefer my full name, Dark Skies," she said. Her accent was thick, but I readily understood her. But she stepped closer. "I am young, twenty-two Earth years old. Will you be offended if I touch you?"
    "Are you going to maul me?"
    "I do not understand."
    "Will you stop if I ask you to stop?"
    "Yes," she said.
    "Then you may touch."
    She moved closer and set a hand on my arm. She had four spindly fingers instead of five, and they bent quite differently, but she wrapped the fingers gently around my arm and stroked lightly. She moved a little closer, looking up into my eyes.
    "Do you work here?" I asked her.
    "Yes. I am one of the technicians. It is a good job. I am learning. Would you like to sit?" She gestured to a sofa. I didn't answer, so she tugged on my arm, and I let her pull me forward. We sat together, and she moved closer, a hand on the center of my chest.
    "I am being gentle," she said. "I do not want to hurt you."
    "I appreciate that," I replied. Then I inhaled deeply. "Something smells good."
    "I know," she said. She reached a hand around the back of my head, and when she pulled me closer to her, I let her. She pulled my face into the cleft of her neck and shoulder, and I found the source of the wonderful smell.
    "It's you," I whispered.
    "I have never done this before," she said.
    "Done what?"
    "A battle of wills. This is my first. Thank you. Remember, if you don't kiss my feet, then Jasmine Brighteyes will let you go home."
    "I remember," I whispered. I squirmed. I wanted to hold her, but the shackles kept me from reaching for her. But then I manage to reach with both hands and clasp her cheeks, one hand to either side. Her blue skin was smooth and soft and lovely. She was lovely. And she smelled so good. I breathed deeply.
    "Do you want me to stop touching you?"
    "No!" I said firmly. "When does our, um..."
    "It already began," she said. "You're losing."
    "No," I whispered. But then my tongue reached out, and I licked the side of her neck. She tasted even better than she smelled.
    "Do that again," she commanded, and I did, then a third time. I began panting.
    "Humans like to kiss," she whispered. "Octals don't kiss, but we do something similar. Do you want me to show you?"
    "Yes," I whispered.
    At that she pressed my hands back down then slid a leg across mine, perching over me. She bent me backwards until I was firmly against the sofa, my head bent at an angle. I continued to pant as I stared up into her eyes.
    "This is an exchange of fluids," she said. "I will only give you a taste. I am giving you a chance to win your battle with me."
    I didn't have words.
    But she put a hand behind my head and lowered her mouth to mine. Then she slipped her tongue into me while pulling my head forward. Her tongue slipped deep inside me, further than a human tongue would have, and then I felt fresh wetness across my own tongue. She brushed her tongue across mine, and after a moment, I felt something new. I was filled with deep, deep pleasure, and I moaned.
    Dark Skies withdrew from me, although she licked my lips, and when I licked them clean, I was filled with more of the pleasure.
    "Do you want me to stop what I'm doing to you, Andromeda?" she asked.
    "No. God, no. Oh god, but what are you doing to me?"
    "This is our battle of wills." She looked into one eye, then the other. "I think you'd do anything I asked, wouldn't you?"
    "Yes," I whispered. "Please kiss me again."
    "Maybe soon," she said. "If you willingly kiss my feet, you don't get to go home. If I tell you to kiss my feet, what will you do?"
    My head cleared marginally. Dark Skies watched me. I didn't answer her, so she leaned forward and brushed my lips with her