Page 23 of Sworn to the Alien


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I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and flopped back on the bed.

It’d been an incredible night of lovemaking… and it was never going to happen again.

Not with the Governor, at least.

The electric kisses told me he was my type and there was the risk we would get too close.

I wouldn’t have my heart broken, not when it was still raw after my experience with Sleii.

I ranthe bath and enjoyed a nice long soak.

My muscles still ached and my vagi was tender but the hot water soothed my aching body.

There was nothing quite like the feeling of being used by a passionate and hungry male Chi, and nothing quite like easing away the inevitable aching muscles away in a hot and steamy bath.

I let out another sigh of contentment.

My stomach growled in response.

The Governor had said I could use room service, so I decided to make the most of it.

I raised my chin above the waterline. “Computer.”

There was a beeping noise indicating the system was listening.

In reality, it was probablyalwayslistening.

“What are the specials on the room service menu today?” I asked.

A series of dishes floated before me from an overhead projector.

I raised a hand from the tub, droplets dripping, and waved a hand, skimming through one item after another.

Then I froze. “Computer, what toppings are available for this pizza?”

It read out a long list and it wasn’t until it got to the end that I heard the one I was hoping for:

“Margarita!” I announced. “Bring me one! No, make ittwo!And fries. Do you have fries?”

Computer thought for a moment — hotels never possessed the most powerful systems — and announced:

“We have a variety of fries. Some of which are reported to be of the French variety—”

“Yes!” I said. “Those! But not too much salt.”

“Order confirmed. And to drink?”

There could only be one option:

“Do you have Coke?”

On other planets with a larger contingent of residing humans, there was always a much larger selection of human food items than this.

But as there were no more than a few thousand humans on Enchor’s Heart, so options were often thin.

I hadn’t enjoyed real human food inmonths.

“We have some coke in storage,” Computer announced. “And for dessert?”

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