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“Q’on! We just got clean.” Amber giggled as she spread her legs for me.
My fingers slid inside her lips, diving right into my cum. I moved them around, watching her expressions change as I found all the right places to touch. “We will take another shower, then,” I replied, pumping my fingers while rubbing herkashwith my thumb. She squirmed and held my wrist, though whether she was trying to stop me or help me I couldn’t tell. She started to grind against my hand, so I took that as a sign to continue until she came with a strangled cry.
I lowered myself between her legs and cleaned her with long, languid strokes of my tongue. She tasted divine, especially the parts that mixed with my dripping seed, and I hungrily lapped it all up. Her hands fisted in my hair, locking my head in place, and she ground her hips against my mouth as I feasted. When she came yet again, I drank from the fountain like a man trapped in an Earth desert. Finally, she released me, and I crawled back up to lie beside her, drawing her into my arms.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked as I rubbed her back.
“Hell, yeah!”
“But no children can come of that, right?”
“Huh?” She frowned at me. “Of course not. What does that have to do with anything?”
I smiled and kissed her. “I enjoyed it as well, as I do every time we are together. It doesn’t matter to me if our mating—our fucking—can bring a child to bear or not. Do you understand?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” She blushed again.
“Good. Then that’s the last of that.”
We rested briefly before cleaning up again, both the bed and ourselves. I refrained from instigating more lovemaking, but even though we’d washed away the scent of each other, dressed in fresh clothing, and put the dirty linens in the chute for the laundry, Hunir gave us a knowing look when he came to collect us for dinner.
Chapter 22
Q’on
It was a shame the AARO held Ryan safe in their compound. After learning Amber’s fears of losing me over something so silly as the functionality of her womb, it didn’t take much deduction to realize that Ryan had probably caused at least some of that anxiety. It was the only explanation for why she would ever get the idea that I might leave her. Knowing this, I regretted letting the yif live. He had caused Amber nothing but strife and heartache, and he didn’t deserve the mercy I’d given him.
Amber had changed after our talk on the ship, though, and the confidence she radiated warmed my hearts. Perhaps Ryan was not worth the bother after all.
Hunir, J’meer, and the others wished to head back to Xalan as soon as Amber and I were rescued, but I could see the hesitation in her eyes when they broached the subject over dinner. It was understandable; humans had barely started venturing out into their own solar system. The idea of traversing across galaxies might be intimidating for Amber, especially given that only a select few humans had ever traveled past the Earth’s atmosphere. Space travel was all but unheard of on her planet, a dangerous endeavor sometimes fraught with peril and mishap.
I suppose when I consider that she’s seen multiple Earth ships’ explosive failures televised on her entertainment device, I should be grateful she took the risk of even setting foot on our vessel.
Amber’s entire life had been spent on this planet. She hadn’t had the opportunity to explore the stars, to visit new worlds. Her life was rooted here. Combine that with the slightly volatile political situation on Xalan, and our future was steeped in uncertainty. The elders who had exiled me were no longer in power, that much was true, but over the course of dinner J’meer launched into an explanation of the warring factions fighting for power and control, and with each story Amber paled a little more.
After we supped, Hunir led Amber and me back to our quarters while we debated our next course of action.
The door slid shut behind Hunir after he left, and Amber sank into a large chair with a sigh. She rubbed her forehead, a human gesture that I’d come to associate with frustration and overwhelm. J’meer and the others had imparted much information since rescuing us, and I was certain she required time to process all of it, to weigh her options. Not wanting to add to her stress, I sat across from her in silence, waiting for her to initiate conversation when she was ready.
She lowered her hand and again heaved a heavy sigh. When she raised her eyes to meet my gaze, a steely determination presented itself, surprising me.
“These ships are safe, right? I mean, yours crashed, but you survived almost completely unscathed.”
I nodded. “Yes. Our ships are designed for maximum safety and survivability. My crash was due in large part to the lack of navigational data about your planet. I did not have adequate information to plot a proper landing course, so I aimed for a large body of water.”
Amber nodded, absently twirling a lock of hair in her fingers. “And Xalan is mostly water, right? So, if something went wrong, a crash landing there would be somewhat safe?”
“We would not crash on Xalan. Our planetary maps are quite detailed.”
“Just for the sake of playing Devil’s advocate, though, a crash landing on Xalan would be pretty survivable? Even for, say, a weak human?”
I frowned, confused. “Why do you ask about a crash? Amber, I would never risk your safety like that. If travel to Xalan were not safe, I wouldn’t even consider it. I would stay here with you and face your authorities by your side. But we don’thaveto deal with your Earth authorities if you do not wish to. We could go to Xalan. Build a home there.” I paused to consider my words. “I think you would like Xalan. It is similar to your rainforests. Very beautiful.”
She smiled, a radiant expression that warmed me and gave me hope. “I don’t doubt that. If Xalan is even half as amazing as you say, I’m sure I’d love it. I’d miss my family and friends, sure, but if I’m being honest with myself, a lot of them took Ryan’s side in the divorce. It’s just … Space travel. Fucking interstellar travel. I just can’t wrap my head around it.”
I took her hands in mine and gently stroked the soft skin. “It is safe. Safer than what you humans consider space travel. We have had generations to improve on our designs, to learn from our early mistakes. There has not been an explosion in hundreds of your years.”
I had intended my words to be comforting, but Amber paled when I mentioned explosions. “But therehavebeen explosions?”
