The frit warms my insides. It’s a beautiful night.
Dorie looks up at the small slivers of the evening sky that can be seen through the treetops high above. “Can irox fly in dark?”
“Irox? They can fly in the dark, but they don’t often do so. I don’t think their eyes work well at night. Are you thinking of going to the beach?”
She looks toward the ocean, which can always be heard as a deep hiss. “I want to get clean.”
I stand up. “It’s better if I come, too. There are more dangers than just the irox. And I should also get clean before Aker’iz complains of my smell.”
For a moment, I think she will protest. Then she gets up, too. “Thanks.”
I consider putting Aker’iz inside the ship for safety, but she sleeps better outside, and I’ve seen no predators close to this clearing. Except Dorie’s tame griket, and he’s already been here once today.
I hang the baby on a tree and disguise her in the usual way. In the flickering light from the fire, she’s practically invisible against the tree. She doesn’t give off much of a smell, only the drok grease I’ve smeared on the side of the pack. It will keep Smalls away.
Standing still for a long moment, I listen for sounds I don’t like.
Nothing.
I walk ahead of Dorie to the beach, keeping a close lookout for irox and anything that moves. As we walk out from under the trees, we see the crescent of the moon Yrf shining in the night sky, giving everything a blue tinge. If there are any attackers, they will be easy to spot.
Dorie rams her spear into the sand right where only the highest waves can reach. “You already saw it all,” she says as she pulls off her clothes and hangs the garment on the spear. “And now it is too dark to see.”
My mouth goes dry. “Yes.”
It’s notquitethat dark, and the sight of her dark nipples against her lighter skin, the dark triangle, and the remarkable shape of her round behind makes my manhood react immediately.
We wade into deeper water, and she turns. “You want clean, too?” Her gaze drops down my body and sticks at my loincloth before she turns back.
Well, why not. I’ve seen all of her, and doubtlessly I have the better view.
I undo my belt and fling it and the loincloth to shore, keeping my sword in my hand. There are no threats right now, be they from the jungle, from the air, or from the ocean.
Dorie turns again. “Maybe not longer—oh!”
My rod stands up as if made of iron, and it would be hopeless to hide it.
She looks away and squats to clean herself. “Maybe we not go longer into the ocean. We not know what lives here.”
11
–Theodora–
I’m not sure if it’s the darkness and the strange light from the moon that does it, but if not, then his cock is both bigger and weirder than I suspected. It’s scary, but it also creates a sucking feeling in my own body, as if it’s suddenly missing something.
I innocently check with one finger, since I am taking a bath anyway. Yep, there’s no mistaking that slickness. I’m just as turned on as I thought.
The booze helps, of course. I’m not thinking that much about tomorrow. But the main thing is that I’ve been around Kenz’ox for a couple of days now, and he hasn’t done anything to chase me away or boss me around. He could have done both if he had wanted to. Instead, he seems to be a highly confident and kind man, and I’m not as afraid of him as I was.
And where that fear was, there’s now something else that’s just as insistent, but much more pleasant: I’m horny.
I don’t know where this will be going. Probably nowhere. But?—
“Oh!” I squeal and reach for Kenz’ox’s hand behind me.
He immediately steps in front of me and lifts his sword. “What?”
“Something touch my foot.” I point down into the water, which in the moonlight isn’t nearly as clear as in the daytime.
