Since were handing out compliments, your equipment did live up to its boast.

A grin quirked his lips. I am a prime example of my kind. And then some.

She nipped his chin with her flat teeth. But you are definitely not modest.

Modesty is for the weak. In my culture, we take pride in ourselves.

Speaking of culture, are all of your kind like you?

Physically, yes, although our actual height and weight might differ along with cranial hair coloring and eyes.

I didnt mean looks-wise, she said with a laugh. I mean att.i.tude. Youre so self-a.s.sured. Confident the world revolves around him.

Universe, he corrected.

See what I mean? You are so convinced of your superiority and seem unafraid of anything. I saw how you reacted when we were in danger. You didnt appear worried one bit.

Danger is what warriors from Aressotle live for. We are raised to thrive on adrenaline filled moments. Weakness is shunned. Glory is everything. The most renowned warriors from my world are the universes best a.s.sa.s.sins, mercenaries, and acquisition specialists.

Sounds like you break a lot of laws.

We prefer to think of ourselves as above them.

What of the scholars and scientists? Surely you have those too.

No male would ever bring such shame on his household. And if he tried, he would either be banished or killed.

But Ive seen some of your technology. If you dont create it, then how do you have it?

He almost rolled his eyes at her question. We take it of course. It is one of the earliest rules we are taught.

But thats stealing.

Only if you do it without finesse. He couldnt help but leer as he replied, and she laughed.

So once you leave here, where to next? What grand adventure or pirating do you have planned?

Plan for the future? Perish the very idea. Have you already forgotten my motto of live for the moment? Or in this case, he waggled his hips as his c.o.c.k revived itself, live for the next climax.

It seemed she heartily approved, given she hungrily met his kiss and her s.e.x squeezed him tight.

But despite their second round of stimulating play, he couldnt quite forget her question.

As they lay snuggled together"yet another new thing for him"with Jilly falling asleep"and not because hed drugged her"he couldnt help for once imagining what he would do once he managed to get himself off-planet. Or the better question, would he leave this world alone?

Chapter Seven.

Regrets are for losers. Own up to your actions. After all, youre the one responsible for them. " Grandmas philosophy on life.

What have I done?

Well, that part was obvious. Jilly had slept with an alien.

Okay, she didnt actually sleep, but they were in a bed.

Naked.

Limbs still entwined.

Her body still throbbing even hours later because Vile had shown her just how talented"and endowed"he truly was.

Dammit, I think he might have ruined me for human men.

Because either her lovers before were truly inept, or purple dudes from s.p.a.ce truly did it better.

It surprised her to see his eyes closed, as if he slumbered. She would have expected him to keep watch, given his jelly enemy, Mo, was probably still looking for them.

Sleep however eluded her. The several-hour nap shed nabbed after her second fabulous o.r.g.a.s.m"her body shuddered in remembered pleasure"had left her feeling wide-awake.

She also felt quite sticky.

Taking care not to disturb him, she eased off the mattress and went into the bathroom. Given she didnt know what would happen next, and the fact she was currently homeless, taking a shower seemed like the thing to do.

Of course, she could have done without the theme from Psycho running through her head as she stepped under the warm spray.

Comparing herself to one of those stupid women in movies who just had to bathe when danger lurked made her grimace. At least now I can totally see why the girl in the haunted house has to get naked and take a shower. It was probably because shed just had sweaty s.e.x and needed to sluice off.

Thinking about horror movies was probably why, when the curtain drew back, her first impulse was to scream. Loudly.

Vile grimaced. Was that necessary?

You startled me.

Apparently, was his dry reply. Move over.

Why?

Because Im joining you.

Before she could protest the shower wasnt big enough, he proved it wasnt by getting in. Then again, there was an advantage to the tight confines. It meant he had to press his body against hers.

I dont see how this will help us get clean, she said, surprised she sounded coherent, given her heart raced, her voice turned husky, and, much like a man, all her blood went south, making a certain part of her throb.

And to think shed thought her greedy p.u.s.s.y satisfied. It seemed all it took was a naked alien in her shower to forget the thorough pleasure hed given her earlier.

Who said anything about getting clean? Vile asked as his arms came around her. I joined you because youre naked. And wet. Which means youre slippery. I like slippery. Oh, and wet.

The way he said it, teasing, s.e.xy, and yet utterly serious, just served to heighten her own arousal.

Arent you worried someone might sneak up on us if were both in here?

For one, my detection field is still scanning for signs of danger, and two, did you not yet grasp that I thrive on danger?

Given how she shivered, and her p.u.s.s.y melted, Jilly was beginning to wonder if she wasnt an adrenaline junky too.

It certainly did add that extra element to their s.e.xual play to know, at any moment, someone could interrupt them.

What are the chances Jelly will find us here?

If his archaic equipment has any kind of decent surface scanning equipment, then the probability is high. So we should probably not delay.

How his eyes practically glowed as he grinned and said it.

We dont exactly have much room, she protested. A token protest of course. She was just as eager as him for another round.

Turn around, and Ill make it work.

Or she could a.s.suage her curiosity about alien equipment. Just in case she never got another chance. While shed certainly experienced it, she had yet to truly see it.

Despite the tight dimensions of the shower, she managed to drop to her knees, bringing her eye-to-eye with his c.o.c.k. His ma.s.sive dark mauve c.o.c.k and hiswhat the f.u.c.k?

Dude, what happened to your sac?

Excuse me?

You have no b.a.l.l.s. She lifted his shaft to peek underneath just to make sure they werent tucked and hidden.

Of course I dont.

You mean this is normal? What is it, like some cultural thing where they remove them?

He snorted, and it took her a moment to realize it was in mirth. None of my kind have exterior hanging testes. Almost none of the evolutionized species do. A warriors most precious gift to society, after his skills and prowess, is his ability to pa.s.s on his greatness. As if wed risk having future generations of virile perfection exposed to injury.

While his explanation, on the one hand, served to showcase the difference between them, at the same time, it made him even more exotic than before. And besides, as shed already learned, he didnt need any b.a.l.l.s to bring her pleasure or perform.

But it did raise an interesting question. This might be a tad late to ask, but given we are compatible in the bedroom, does this mean you can get me pregnant?

Not currently. I have an implant to prevent my seed from taking root.

What about disease? Something she should have thought of earlier.

The medical unit on my ship removes all traces of illness and contaminating microbes every time I return.

So youre clean?

If I grasp your intent, then yes, but also getting impatient with all the questions.

Probably because he was still hard. Poor, baby. Is someone h.o.r.n.y? she teased before flicking her tongue out to lick the tip of him.

While shed known from the way he filled her p.u.s.s.y that he was built large, her up-close view really brought it home. His thick c.o.c.k jutted from his hairless groin. As she lapped at his wide cap, she grasped him at the root. She felt him pulse in her grip, hard, so hard, and at her mercy.

The head, a darker color than the rest of him, barely fit into her mouth. She had to open extra wide, and he must have really enjoyed it because a strange flavor hit her tongue.

Sweet and salty. Yum.

Fingers fisted her hair as she drew him deeper, teasing him. How heady to hear this big, brash warrior groan as she played with his c.o.c.k. It heightened her own pleasure to feel how tense his body grew the more she sucked him. And when she grazed her teeth along his length, he actually hissed.

Dont stop, he murmured. That feels good.

He sounded so surprised. Surely hed gotten head before, or did aliens not indulge in oral foreplay?

It just made her more determined to pleasure him"and, in the process, she aroused herself.

Never had she taken such delight in giving her partner head. His taste, his texture, even his soft alien words of encouragement as he slipped into another tongue, only served to heighten her own building arousal.

Her mouth stretched"it had to as he grew larger"so impossibly wide. Oh how she longed to have him sink his ma.s.sive d.i.c.k into her p.u.s.s.y.

As if he read her mind, he manhandled her"or was it alien-handled? He yanked her to her feet and spun her until she faced the tile wall of the shower. The water, still warm, showered them, making their skin slippery. His foot spread her legs as far as they could in the tub. He palmed her lower belly, tilting her a.s.s toward him. Her p.u.s.s.y throbbed in excitement as she felt the tip of his c.o.c.k nudge at her nether lips.

Stop teasing, she managed to gasp as he toyed with her, dipping his wide cap into her, only to just as quickly withdraw it.

Impatient?

h.o.r.n.y. So get on with it.

A beep emitted from his wrist. Despite his distracting dip in and out, she managed to focus enough to ask, Whats that sound for?

Possible company.

What?

It seems someone has found us.

We need to get dressed. She went to move, but his hands held her in place as he slid deeper.

Not yet. Im not done, and neither are you.

Was he serious? She craned to look at him and found him eyeing her with lids half-closed, his lips curved in the s.e.xiest grin"one that should be outlawed because it made her agree to the most foolish thing.

Or act, she should say. Trusting he knew what he was doing"and, d.a.m.n, was he doing it nice!"she tried not to think of someone barging in.