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“Use everything I have to create the same effect.”

“I see. Do you have energy left?”

She paused. “Sure. Why?”

“Gaining the shockwaves through the layers of the tower was good, but I would like to experience you in person.”

“Oh. I suppose so. That is what I am here for.”

He smiled. “Thank you for your enthusiasm.”

“Would you prefer terror? Horror? Soft whimpering in panic? I am sure I can manage those.”

Zell shook his head. “No. I have had enough of that for several eons.”

Sage looked at his grim features. “What?”

He kissed her, stroking his tongue across her lips before delving inside. He knew what kissing was. Not all species did.

He lifted his head. “You may touch me as you wish.”

She reached out and held his head as he kissed her. The kiss was sweet, and she wanted sweet more than anything, but when his hand pressed her waist to him, she let the more animalistic urges take over. It was a frenzy of touching and stroking, and her clothing was pulled up and out of the way. He knelt and pulled her onto him. She sank to the hilt, inhaling sharply, but then she started moving on him and continued until the lust built, and she slid her fingers between them, teasing her clit until she cried out.

He groaned and shuddered, gripping her hips. He opened his eyes, and she saw stars in the dark depths.

“That is extraordinary.” He smiled at her.

She nodded and caught her breath. “I am glad you enjoyed it. I believe that my travel has caught up to me. I need some rest.”

He smiled and pulled her off him. “That was an excellent way to rise. Thank you.”

She nodded and walked slowly to the lavatory. Once the necessary things had been taken care of, she moved to the shower and discarded the red clothing. She cleaned and dried herself before walking out to find the bed platform. She curled up and pulled a top sheet over her.

Sage remembered some perfunctory couplings back on Earth, but she had never felt like everything was taken and nothing was given. She felt hollow, cold, and empty. That was not normal.

Twenty-nine days, and she could head home. Zell hadn’t ejaculated, so she was free and clear if he missed the next few days. He was going to be busy for the next little while, so her receptive phase was going to pass, not that he would be back. He and his people had what they needed.

She settled in and let the humming of her body sing her to sleep.

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