Georgie Larson sat at the bar inside the Glecerian pleasure club, drowning his sorrows in a bottle of brightly colored alcohol. He swirled the purplish-blue liquid around inside the glass cylinder before taking another gulp. The sweet liquor splashed against his tongue, but the flavor changed, burning a trail of lava down his throat. Georgie flinched. He coughed and sputtered, but Georgie wouldn’t be deterred. He took another drink.
He wanted to forget. He wanted to pretend that the auction had never happened. The realization that none of the Glecerian males wanted to be mated to him broke Georgie’s heart, shattering the organ into a million little pieces within his chest. The pain was so overwhelming that Georgie didn’t think he would ever recover.
He still couldn’t remember the Glecerian ambassador’s exact words. The only thing he could clearly recall was the male telling him that he was going to the single’s dormitory. From that point, a terrible ringing sound filled in his ears, drowning everything else out. He was catapulted back to his childhood at the orphanage on Earth and reminded once again that nobody wanted him.
Georgie shook his head, quickly changing his train of thought. He didn’t want to think about Earth or his current predicament.
A starship would be arriving tomorrow. And he would be taken to another planet. One called Sweshan. Even though Georgie knew what to expect from the water planet and the aliens that lived there, he still didn’t want to leave Glecerus. And he didn’t want to leave his new friends either, both of which had found mates among the Glecerian males. Georgie let out a pitiful little whimper and took another drink.
“What are you doing, little human?”
“Georgie,” he slurred to the bartender. “My name is Georgie.”
“Fine,” the Glecerian male growled. “What are you doing, Georgie?”
“I’m drinking,” he said, as if it weren’t obvious.
“Do you know that stuff will rot out your guts?”
“That’s what I’m hoping.”
The male sighed. “Your life can’t possibly be that bad.”
“You have no idea.”
The male leaned against the bar. “Try me.”
Georgie looked at the male. The Glecerian, like the rest of his kind, was beautiful. He had shoulder-length, snow-white hair, white skin, and pitch-black eyes. He also had thick, black markings that swirled in a pattern up both of his heavily muscled arms and across his sleek, bare chest, signifying his name and rank within the Glecerian community.
“I volunteered to come here to Glecerus. I wanted a mate. I wanted a family, but nobody…” He paused as tears filled his eyes. “Nobody…” Georgie cleared this throat, refusing to cry in front of the stranger. “None of the Glecerians chose me.”
The male frowned. “Even though we may be an advanced race, it seems that there are stupid males among us. I don’t know how anyone could look you over. You’re a beautiful young man.”
Georgie scoffed. “Yeah, right.”
He wasn’t beautiful like Sebastian or Aaron, the two humans he’d befriended inside the dormitory. Georgie was ordinary.
He tried to prove his worth again and again, but for some reason, he always came up short. Unlike the other humans, Georgie had read the manual given to him when he volunteered cover to cover. He had a positive attitude and wore a smile, regardless of how dire the situation seemed. But the auction had changed his outlook on the future. It had been a slap in the face. It proved that once again, he wasn’t good enough.
“It’s true,” the male insisted. “You’re beautiful.”
“Do you have a mate?”
He shook his head. “No.”
Georgie shot the male a disgruntled look. “Then why didn’t you bid on me?”
“I’m not looking for a mate, not anymore.”
“Why not?” Georgie asked.
“Because the human I wanted was purchased by another.”
“Oh.” Georgie’s shoulder dropped. “I’m sorry.”
“There was nothing I could do. The male that won the auction was an ambassador. They’re given special privileges because they spend most of their time off planet.”
“That doesn’t seem fair.”
“It’s not, but it is the law.”
“So, you do want a mate?”
The male nodded. “Yeah, but my mate would need to accept the fact that I own this club and I’m not giving it up.”
“You shouldn’t have to,” Georgie told him. “There’s nothing wrong with pleasure clubs.”
“You don’t think a human mate would get jealous that I’m surrounded by sex on a daily basis?”
“I guess that would depend on how active you are at the club. Do you participate in the…uh…” Georgie glanced around the room, taking in the hedonistic sights around him. “Do you participate in the activities here at the club?”
“I’ve been known to play a little bit, but if I had a mate, there would be no reason for me to seek pleasure elsewhere.”
“Well, then”—Georgie shrugged his shoulders—“I don’t think there would be a problem.”
“Do you want to stay on Glecerus, Georgie?”
Georgie nodded his head rapidly. “Yeah, I want to live here.”
The male pressed his forearms against the bar and leaned forward. He lowered his voice and said, “I think I may know how to solve both our problems.”
Lund came to an abrupt stop at the threshold to the master suite. He sucked in a sharp breath as he stared at his mate. Georgie was lying naked on the bed, sprawled out, completely exposed. Lund’s gaze roamed over the young man’s form, trying to memorize every square inch. Georgie was breathtaking. He was the most beautiful creature Lund had ever seen in all of his life, with lean muscles and graceful lines.
Lund’s cock hardened within the confines of his pants, pressing against the leather ties. He strode into the room and stood at the foot of the bed. Lund started removing his clothing, never once taking his eyes from his new mate.
Georgie’s eyes widened as he stared at Lund’s hard cock. He stood frozen, giving his mate time to inspect his body.
Lund’s dick was different from the humans, not only in size but also because of the ridges and nubs that ran along the length and the small frills along the pronounced mushroomed-shaped tip. Lund himself was around ten inches in length and two in diameter. The natural lubricant all Glecerians possess seeped out along his length, coating his shaft, preparing his body so that he could breech Georgie without causing the male any discomfort.
Georgie rose up onto his elbows. “I want you to claim me.”
Lund took a slow breath, desperately trying to hold on to his self-control when all he really wanted to do was pounce. He wanted to bury his length deep inside Georgie’s ass and mark the man with his seed. But he needed to go slow and take his time. Climbing onto the bed, Lund crawled up Georgie’s body, covering the man with his larger form.
Naked skin touched naked skin, and he groaned in delight. “You’re so soft,” Lund murmured.
He’d never touched a human before. Georgie’s skin wasn’t like his. He was smooth and slick, unlike a Glecerian. The males of his kind had textured skin, similar to a material called velvet. Lund rubbed his body against Georgie’s, like an animal in heat, unable to resist.
Georgie wrapped his arms around Lund’s neck, pulling him down. Lund couldn’t ignore the invitation. He captured Georgie’s mouth in a passionate kiss, and his sweet mate whimpered. Georgie’s mouth opened. His body moved, hips moving up and down, silently begging for more.
Their tongues danced, twirling together. The taste of Georgie, mixed with a light trace of sweet alcohol, exploded on his tongue, and Lund moaned. This moment seemed like a dream. He’d been fantasizing about Georgie for so long, and now, the human was in his bed, plastered against his body.
Lund wanted to touch and taste his new mate. There were so many things he wanted to do that he wasn’t sure where to even begin. Lund wanted to make there first time together perfect. He slowly moved down Georgie’s body, placing a trail of kisses along the man’s chest. He flicked his tongue against the young man’s nipple, moving back and forth, before gently gnawing on the hard peaks.
Georgie squirmed beneath him, moaning quietly, the soft sounds slipping out between his plump lips.
Lund moved downward, using his lips, tongue, and teeth. He licked, kissed, and gently bit Georgie’s flesh.
“Oh, God…” he whispered. “Your mouth…so good…”
Lund wrapped his right hand around the base of Georgie’s cock. He stared at the tip, watching a trail of pre-cum ooze out from the head. Sticking out his tongue, he licked the thick moisture away.
“Mmm…you taste so sweet.”
Lund wrapped his mouth around Georgie’s shaft, suckling the cap as more pre-cum bubbled out.
“Fuck!” Georgie shouted.
Lund grinned. He started bobbing his head, slowly. He took his time, mapping Georgie’s shaft with his mouth. He devoured the man’s cock and licked his way up and down Georgie’s length, flicking his tongue, lashing Georgie’s hard cock.
“Lund…” he whined.
Georgie spread his legs farther apart, welcoming Lund even closer. He gripped the blankets tightly, his knuckles turning white. His head moved side to side against the pile of pillows.
Pulling back, Lund held Georgie’s dick. He tilted his head and flattened his tongue, licking Georgie’s balls. He sucked on one round orb, pulling it into his mouth before giving the same attention to the other.
“I’m gonna come…” Georgie panted. “Lund!” he shouted.
His cock jerked as he came, hot spurts of cum shooting into Lund’s mouth. He swallowed repeatedly, drinking his mate down. When Georgie’s cock was spent, softening in Lund’s mouth, he pulled back. He stared up at Georgie’s face. The human was panting heavily. When Georgie opened his eyes, Lund noticed that his pupils were much larger than before. There was only a thin rim of green surrounding his black pupil.