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That seemed to settle the matter. Q’on made no more mention of my infertility, and I kept quiet about the notion of him finding a new mate. Hunir may not have been able to heal what was broken with my body, but that day something inside me felt whole for the first time in a long, long time.
Chapter 21
Q’on
The first thing I had to do after Amber’s procedure was mend her wounded heart. The fact that she thought I’d ever leave her over something so trivial bothered me.
I had to fix that. To show her that my love in no way hinged on her ability—or lack thereof—to bear children.
“Hunir, is there a spare room on the ship? Quarters where we may retire?”
He cocked his head and nodded. “Of course. Do you wish to rest before we return to Xalan?”
“I wish to spend time with mytyr’il.” I gazed at Amber, who blushed bright red.
Hunir grinned, and he led us down a corridor to the housing area of the ship. He pressed a series of buttons on the console next to the entrance to one of the rooms, and the door slid open with a quiethiss. “Your quarters for the duration,” he said with a wink before disappearing down another corridor.
Once inside, I programmed a locking code into the console on the inner wall and locked the door. I didn’t want anyone interrupting our time together.
Myn’rilstrained against the fabric of my pants as I turned and watched Amber take in the room. Her mouth gaped open in wonder as she stood in the center and surveyed her surroundings.
I almost wished I could see the ship through her eyes. To me, it was just normal Xalanite tech and décor, all smooth curves and calming lights. I’d noticed that human design favored more angles, harsher lighting; perhaps that was the draw for her, then. The more organic lines of Xalanite architecture and the muted illumination may have been more attractive to her eye.
“It’s gorgeous,” she said in a hushed whisper.
I caressed her cheek and tilted her face up so I could look into her dark eyes. “Not as gorgeous as you, my love.”
Her smile radiated with love and appreciation, emphasizing my point. When she turned towards me and wrapped her arms around my waist, I took full advantage, holding her to me and dipping my head for a kiss. Our tongues collided, sliding over each other in a seductive dance. I slid a hand inside the opening of her shirt and maneuvered the tight fabric off her shoulder, releasing one delicious breast. Amber moaned and buried her hands in my hair as I moved to suck on the pert pink nipple. I circled it with my tongue, nibbling gently. She gasped and gripped my hair tighter, and myn’riltwitched as I freed the other breast to give it due attention.
“Q’on …” Her voice came out low, husky, a sign I’d come to associate with arousal. “Baby, before we go any further, is there a shower in here?”
“You wish to stop?”
She giggled. “I wish to wash off the filth of living in a cave for a few days. Neither one of us has bathed since the quarantine shower at the AARO compound, and I’d kind of like to get clean.”
I growled and lifted her by the hips. She shrieked, wrapping her legs around my waist to hold on. “You will just be dirty again when I fill you with my cum, but if you wish to get clean first, then we will get clean first.”
Her eyes glinted with mischief. “We could get clean and dirty at the same time, you know.”
Ah, yes! Like the human mating shows. Many of those programs took place in a shower, and it looked quite enjoyable.
I carried Amber to the lavatory door and pressed the button to open it. When it slid aside, she peered in. “Is it, like, an ionic bath kind of thing? Or sonic? They always have cool stuff like that in the movies.”
Her question confused me. “It is water, like yours.”
She hopped down onto the grated floor and inspected the walls more closely. “Where does it come out? I don’t see a spout.”
I shrugged and pointed to the ceiling as I stepped in with her and closed the door. “There is no spout. See the holes up there? The whole top is the spout. The water comes out like your rainfall.” I busied myself with removing my clothes, eager to begin.
Amber finished the undressing that I’d started, and when she finally stood gloriously naked before me, she held the garments and looked around. “Uh … Babe, you shut the door too early. We’re gonna get these wet. There’s nowhere to put them.”
I took the clothing from her and tossed it in the corner with my own garb. “Then they’ll get wet. There are more garments in the room for when we are done.”
She opened her mouth to protest, but I stopped her with another kiss. I didn’t want to waste any more time.
I needed her. Not in a few minutes. Not even in a few seconds. I needed her right then, needed to be inside her. To mate with her, to join our bodies, to satisfy my constant craving for her touch.
I blindly slapped the control panel inside the shower, and a torrent of warm water fell down on us. Amber shrieked in shock, but after the initial surprise, she relaxed into me, into the kiss. I think she expected the water to come out cold, like her shower, but we Xalanites kept our water heated constantly in the reservoir to prevent such a jarring experience.
