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Only when we return to the bed does he gently lay me on my back.

“Stay there,” he says, going back to his curtain-covered stores.

He returns with the shell of salve from earlier, and I reach for the medicine.

But Kitaico pulls it back.

“If you’ll allow me, I’d like to ensure you aren’t getting an infection. I don’t know if you’re more susceptible to the environment here than I am.”

I raise my brows, realizing that he’s asking me to put my rug-burnt pussy on display.

“Kitaico, really, it’s not that bad?—”

“I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.” He frowns.

Despite my all-consuming embarrassment at the idea of him slathering my pussy in medicine, I also know that he’s probably right. I really have no idea how my human body will react to this new environment.

“Fine,” I tell him. I part my legs and give him the access he wants.

I stare at him as his camouflage ripples and his breath catches slightly in his throat.

“Leeenuh, this must be incredibly painful…I’m so sorry,” he mutters.

“It’s probably not as bad as it looks.”

“Will you allow me to apply the salve? I fear you might miss something if you do it yourself again. The coverage doesn’t seem very even. The skin where it was applied properly seems to fare much better than the rest."

He wants to touch my pussy.

“You want to touch me…here?” I ask him, my cheeks ablaze as I point to my crotch.

“Just to apply the medicine thoroughly, I promise to be respectful, as your mate should be,” he says seriously, rolling his shoulders back.

Sure, he’s seen it already—and to be honest, he’s probably right about the whole infection deal.

“Fine,” I mutter in defeat.

A major thing that the Deenz, my abductors, taught me is not to expect kindness. I’m lucky that I’ve ended up here with Kitaico. He’s light-years better than my former captors. I shouldn’t complain, some girls had it way worse. I didn’t even have to participate in some of the seedier activities—mostly just bubble dancing and serving drinks for the high-paying aliens.

Is it weird that I feel lucky to be here?

It always shocked me to see how many of us human gals were abducted by the Deenz…did anyone know the truth about where we ended up?

Are any of us on an episode ofUnsolved Mysteriesyet?

I focus on the ceiling as I wait for Kitaico to do what needs to be done. Another trick I’ve picked up since being a bubble babe? An unhealthy ability to disassociate.

But try as I might, I can’t ignore his hands. Slowly and intentionally, his fingers make contact with the smooth skin where my thigh and pussy connect.

My breathes hitches, and his fingers twitch over my lips.

His fingertips are slick with the salve as he prods closer to my center. The pain of my irritated skin slips to the back of my mind as he ignites the pleasurable nerves of my sex.

“The skin you covered properly is already looking so much better. I will be thorough in my application to your cunt, Leeenuh,” He slides his fingers between my inner and outer labia, and my hips buck slightly.

For Chrissakes, he’s just trying to take care of me and I’m thrusting into his fucking hands. Maybe with the lubricating salve, he won’t notice the growing wetness.

His fingers stop just below my clit.