The UniCom buzzed again.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Zat’tor glare at it like he had laser vision. Hell, maybe he did. Maeleons were an interesting species.
Instead of zapping it into a pile of soot, Zat’tor sighed and released me.
“Go, if you must, and turn that wretched sound off,” he said.
I didn’t want to leave his embrace any more than he wanted me to leave, but I’d go if it meant getting our peaceful silence back.
I sighed and finally stood up—and that’s when I felt it again.
Gasping, my gaze snapped down to my legs. Thick, golden slime with the consistency of honey trickled down my thighs. It waseverywhere.There was a pool of it on the lower half of the bed where I’d lain down.
I blinked at it in disbelief. I didn’t know what to think. What was that? Had it beeninsideme?
Then a flurry of memories bombarded me. Zat’tor on top of me; Zat’tor’s monstrous, slithery cock plowing me; the hot flood of cum that had followed.
My mind put the pieces together. Zat’tor called itpollen.The viscous golden fluid certainly looked like it. But there was no doubt. It was alien cum.
Heat rushed to my cheeks. I remembered the unnatural swell of my belly, how fuckingfullI’d been of Zat’tor’s cum. Pollen. Whatever. There was so much that it had made my stomach bulge. It was both mortifying and, for some reason, profoundly sexy. Maybe I was a bigger pervert than I thought.
I huffed, smoothing my hands over my belly. It was back to normal now. I don’t know what I would’ve done if it had stayed that way. How could I ever face my crewmates? Their highly ranked captain would be reduced to a horny alien cumdump.
Blushing deeper, I shoved the thought out of my mind. I didn’t need a boner first thing in the morning.
The UniCom buzzed incessantly. It was time to shut the damn thing up.
Ignoring the wet feeling running down my legs, I jogged to the other side of the den and picked up the device. It was a small, robust watch-shaped thing. Just before I accepted the call, I swore under my breath. I’d nearly forgotten it had an auto-livestream feature, like a two-way webcam. I quickly ran my hand through my hair in an attempt to look like I hadn’t just woken up from the world’s most mind-blowing alien sex.
“You’re fine, Levi, just a standard call from base,” I mumbled to myself.
I put a polite smile on my face and hit accept. The admiral’s usual stone-faced expression greeted me. He was a serious middle-aged man with streaks of gray in his clean-cut hair. The last thing he wanted to hear was that his newly promoted captain had just been fucked silly by a foreign life form.
I cleared my throat. “Good morning, Admiral.”
“Levi,” the admiral said curtly. He paused and narrowed his eyes. “Captain, why aren’t you dressed?”
The bottom fell out of my stomach. Shit. A few days on Eukaria and already I’d forgotten how to interact with humans. How could I forget to put clothes on?
“M-my apologies, sir.” Trying to sound sincere, I added, “The weather is quite hot here.”
The admiral’s eyes narrowed further. “You were sent on a mission to an ice planet, Captain.”
Goddammit.
I swallowed. “I meant the place I’m currently inside, sir. It’s a sauna type of room.”
My heart hammered in my throat until he grunted, apparently accepting that story.
“So, you three arrived at your destination,” he commented.
His gaze flicked around, examining my surroundings. I kept my back to the wall so he only saw vague darkness behind me instead of the vines and flowers, which contradicted my sauna story.
“Yes, sir,” I said. “The peace mission has been going excellently. The locals are quite kind.”
Instinctively, I wanted to glance over at Zat’tor, but I didn’t want the admiral getting suspicious. I forced myself to keep my focus on him.
The admiral grunted again, which was his way of being affirmative. Probably. It was hard to tell since his grumpy demeanor never changed.
