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She continued to rub herself. I stared, overcome with how lovely she was, especially when wet. The water made her skin glow, and while it wasn’t blue, I was coming to adore the paleness and the way tiny spots of brown teased across her upper cheeks and nose.
Eventually, she finished stroking her body, praise the gods. My cock couldn’t take much more visual stimulation.
She waved her hand to where I’d dropped my loincloth, now absorbed into the ground like many items we’d been gifted with, and we got out of the pool. I collected drying cloths for us both, plus clean clothing, knowing the ever-watching gods would ensure whatever I gave her fit despite her tiny size.
She stood beside the pool, water dripping from the long tendrils of her hair and from the hem of her tunic that clung to her frame. I adored the things that made her so different from a Zuldruxian, like her two breasts instead of four and her dark hair shot through with sunshine that was far different from the pure silver of my people.
I’d never seen anyone prettier than my new mate, and I was struck anew by her beauty, by how perfectly formed she was in a unique way that only made her more special.
She was my mate, and I cherished her already.
My large cock kicked against my abdomen, telling me it appreciated how gloriously pretty she was as well. It begged me to take her back into the pool and set her on my lap. I could lift her and drive her down onto my shaft, claim her like Tepesta’s mate was loving her body in one of the more secluded pools on the opposite side of the cavern. Only the rhythmic slosh of water and their stifled groans gave them away.
Because I sensed my mate wasn’t eager to expose her body to me or anyone else, let alone ride my cock, I urged her over to the wall and held up a large drying cloth, blocking her from view—even my own. She sent me a look of gratitude that made my heart flounder, then quickly removed her wet clothing, dried her body, and dressed in the tunic the gods had produced while we were in the pool, one crafted of deep blue cloth with gold trim.
Pinching the material away from her body, she made soft, sighing sounds punctuated with words I took for pleasure.
What sounds would she make while I plunged my cock—or my tongue—inside her?
She quickly crafted a long, thick weave with her hair, locking it away once more rather than allowing it to fly free. She blotted water from the tip with her drying cloth. Looking up at me, her smile grew big enough to make my heart explode. I swallowed hard, mesmerized by her animation and the fact that I’d given her joy. She chattered gaily and even leaned forward to pat my chest in a way I could only take as affection.
That’s when I noted that her hands were as tiny as the rest of her, only half the size of my own.
“Mate,” I said with worry.
Pausing, she cocked her head.
“We’ll soon find pleasure together.” Pray to the gods this was so. “I’m . . . concerned.”
Her frown only deepened.
“One of my cocks is very big.”
Someone snickered in one of the pools behind us, and I shot a scowl over my shoulder. Whoever it was shut up fast, and I turned back to my mate, leaning close to speak only for her.
“Will my biggest cock fit inside your tiny body?”
Chapter 11
Vanessa
Maybe Aizor wasn’t such a bad guy after all. He’d been a true gentle-alien, creating a shield for me to dress behind with the stone wall at my back.
The tunic he’d brought me must’ve been made for a Zuldruxian child because it fit well. I belted it in like Tapesta had with a matching strand of gold, marveling at how lovely the Zuldrux clothing was. The outfit even came with cute gold shoes that were much comfier than they looked.
Clean and refreshed, I walked with him out of the cavern, studying the dark purple stone walls and the tiny sprigs of golden vegetation growing up through the cracks. A few of the plants bloomed with pink, purple, and gold flowers.
To think I might be the first human to see the plants on this planet. If I was into botany, I’d start a journal, drawing each plant and writing down the names in the Zuldruxian language.
Hold on. I came to a skidding halt. Aizor kept walking but stopped as well, looking back. He spoke, and I felt irritated that I couldn’t understand. His meaning was more or less clear, however.
Why did you stop?
“I stopped because, for just a moment, I realized it might not be horrible to be stuck on this planet.” Thank the aliens (I couldn’t say gods) that hedidn’t understand.
I caught up and walked beside him. He sent me the sweetest smile.
He was much too appealing. Warmth swirled low in my belly and shifted downward, pooling between my legs. I hadn’t thought he could look better than last night with all his miles of smooth blue skin and wearing only a scrap of fabric covering his cocks. After his bath, he’d dressed in dark brown pants and a vest with ornate stitching along the edges, giving him an almost Egyptian appearance I found incredibly sexy. With his silver hair fluttering around his strong face in the light breeze, this guy was completely, utterly devastating.
