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“There are half a dozen armed men guarding the place. How are we supposed to get any private time with them out there?” I gestured in the direction of the bedroom. “I wanted to have some fun, but there’s no way they won’t know what we’re doing.”
“So?” Q’on shrugged, and his lips spread in a devious grin. “Let them hear.”
“Q’on!” I shrieked and giggled as he picked me up by the waist and damn near threw me on his shoulder. “We’ll never hear the end of this, you know!”
“I don’t care. I was without my mate for far too long.” He carried me back to the bedroom, stroking my ass the whole way. His fingers slipped between my legs—or maybe it wasn’t a slip—and I moaned as he fingered the crotch of my leggings.
Since he had me facing his back, I couldn’t reach hisn’rilto return the favor, so I opted to stroke whatever I could reach. His back, his waist, his hips … By the time he tossed me on the bed, I saw that he was at full salute with bothn’ril. I licked my lips, eager to get started, and we both hurried to get undressed.
Q’on won that race, as he simply ripped out of his Xalanite garb. His cock bobbed as he crawled between my legs, grabbed my hips, and began to feast. I’d gotten my arms trapped in my shirt when I lifted it over my head, and he had me so distracted I couldn’t focus to get it off. Instead, I just leaned back and let him go to town on my pussy and clit. He licked and nibbled and fingered me to the edge of oblivion, then sucked my clit until I came with a scream.
I barely had time to work my way free of the shirt before he crawled the rest of the way up and speared me in one forceful thrust. My back arched as I gasped in shock, and before I knew it, Q’on was testing the structural integrity of my bed frame with all his might.
With my legs wrapped around his waist, I did my best to keep up. Our hips pounded in sync with each other, and his uppern’rilrubbed my clit until waves of pleasure flowed through me.
When I came a second time, he didn’t stop.
Instead, he flipped me over and reentered, letting that sexy uppern’rilof his lick my ass. I didnotknow that was something I was into until he started, and oh, my God, was it amazing. He reached around and started fingering my clit, and that was the end of that. I came so hard my eyes crossed, and I saw stars.
His knot chose to make an appearance just then, swelling inside my sensitive cunt, and I almost started crying with how good it felt. I whimpered and whined and, fuck, I almost begged him to stop again. I knew that bothered him, though, so I stopped short before I hurt his feelings again.
Q’on came with a massive, earth-shattering roar, and I hoped the guards outside took it in context and didn’t charge in to rescue me.
My legs shook as he pulled out, and I struggled to stay upright. My sheets once again had been ruined. Between my own cum and Q’on’s dripping out of me, they were toast. Not that I minded; it was kinda hot.
He picked me up and set me on the floor, wrapping an arm around my waist when it became clear I was not ready to walk yet. After drawing me a bath and helping me into the tub, he set to work stripping the bed and putting on a clean set of sheets. He struggled with the fitted sheet, and I giggled a bit as I watched him try to figure out which side was up.
“Need help, babe?” I teased from the tub.
“No. I am a Xalanite warrior; this fabric will not defeat me.”
For a split second, I thought I’d insulted him. Then I caught his grin as he turned and wrestled with the sheet some more. Finally, after about twenty minutes, he got it on properly.
Q’on opted for a solo shower as I continued to soak. Once my wobbly muscles firmed up, I climbed out of the tub and toweled off before heading for the bed again—this time to sleep. I was exhausted from the past day’s events, and I needed some solid rest. I hadn’t slept the whole time Q’on and the others were held at the compound.
He burrowed under the covers next to me when he was done, and his warmth soothed me. Before I knew it, it was morning …
… and he was ready for more.
By the time we emerged from the bedroom, Director Hall had let herself in. She waited on my couch in a pristine fitted business suit, far different from the uniform she’d worn the day before. A small grin twisted her lips when we came out for breakfast, and I knew she’d been there long enough to overhear our extracurricular activities.
Served her right. She should’ve waited outside instead of making herself at home.
“So, I came here to bring your contracts. We’ve worked out a payment arrangement, thanks to your friends and their input.” She tapped a manicured nail on a stack of files sitting on my coffee table. “Annual salary, not hourly, and paid in Xalanite funds. Gi’kar was most helpful in setting up contact with the current leaders of your planet—apparently that’s been sorted for the time being—and they agreed to what I am told is a considerable amount for your people. More than you’d make as a member of the military, Q’on, though they do extend an offer to let you rejoin if that’s your choice instead. I suspect you might have a reason or two to take a less hazardous position now.”
Q’on bent and picked up the top file, opening it and scanning the document. I peered over his shoulder, but I suspected his nanites helped him understand the legalese better than I could as a native speaker. From what I could gather, they offered us the equivalent of well over a hundred thousand dollars a year, plus living expenses and a travel stipend, whatever that was for.
“Where will we be going with this job? Is that travel account necessary?” I glanced over at Director Hall, who shrugged and gestured vaguely.
“Trust me, as an emissary, you’ll need it. Even though Xalan has only one government at the moment, there are several regions that have their own mini-governments, similar to our states or counties, and you’ll need to advocate for Earth in those places, too. We’ve arranged for your main housing to be in the capitol, with a suite of rooms in every major city across the planet, both above ground and underwater.” She grinned again. “The Xalanite scientists are chomping at the bit to find a way to let you breathe in those cities, Amber. I suspect you’ll find yourself the subject of a lot of curiosity when you get there. A woman with only two breasts, who only breathes surface air? You’re going to be the talk of the town for a while.”
I wish she hadn’t brought up that point. Nerves took hold, and I put my hand over my empty stomach, which churned at the thought of all that attention. “I need coffee,” I said, hoping the bitter drink would settle my tummy.
Looking up from the file, Q’on frowned. “Are you all right?”
“It’s just a lot to think about on an empty stomach, and with zero caffeine in my system. I hope your Xalanite scientists can synthesize something similar.” I chuckled to take the edge off my words, but then I started to wonder how I’d fare without coffee. Or chocolate. I mean, Xalan had meats and veggies, so I knew I wouldn’t starve, but …
“We will bring as much coffee as you need.” He said it with such seriousness that I felt bad giggling at it, but then he cracked a smile, and I knew he was teasing me. His delivery was so dry sometimes I didn’t realize he was making a joke.
