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"Make way for King Bloob," someone called from behind us. Four vaguely humanoids carried a ginormous square glass tank filled with bright green goo. Five dark eyes stared at me from within it, seemingly unconnected to a body. I stepped out of the way, bumping into Matar.

He slid an arm around my waist and pulled me further away from whatever strange gelatine royalty was passing us.

"Wait!" someone shouted from behind us, and I swirled around. It was the attendant from the shuttle, waving his hands in agitation. "Why did you leave? I've got a caddy ready for you to be taken to your final destination. It's too far to walk."

I glanced at Xil. I'd been following him; he'd looked like he knew where he was going.

"I was in the mood to stretch my legs," he muttered. Silly man. That guy really didn't know how to show weakness.

We followed the alien back to the space port. Around the corner from the entrance sat a row of hovering pods that looked like tiny versions of the shuttle we'd taken to the planet's surface. The attendant led us to one of them.

"This will take you to your lodge and will stay there as your designated vehicle. It has full voice control in all IG-recognised languages as well as a state-of-the-art entertainment system. There's also a mini bar that will be restocked automatically. Should you need any assistance, simply press that big purple button with the Labeari logo and someone will help you right away. Any questions?"

"Yes, can those windows be turned opaque?" I knew exactly why Xil was asking that and rolled my eyes. Did he ever not think with his dick?

"Of course, just use voice commands. Now I wish you a wonderful time on Labeari and please give my service five stars when you're sent a survey at the end of today."

The shuttle was snug for four people - mostly because my males were so big, it would have been spacious for four humans - but that was the perfect excuse for Xil to pull me onto his lap. He was rock hard. I was starting to doubt we'd make it to our hotel before he ended up between my legs.

His hands found their way to my boobs and he squeezed them until I couldn't repress a moan.

"What are you doing?" I sighed, pretending to be exasperated but actually wanting him to continue. I had to keep up appearances. I didn't want them to think that I was constantly ready to be fucked, even though I was. They were doing things to me, to my brain, to my ovaries. My sex drive had never been higher.

"Making you feel good," he purred in his most seductive voice, the kind that made me hot in all the wrong places. "I want you to know what this honeymoon will be like. We're going to make sure you're happy every single hour of the day. We're going to worship your body and mind. We'll make sure you'll want for nothing. We may not be the ones paying for this holiday, but we'll provide you with all the care you could ever need."

Havel reached out and took my hand, giving it a loving squeeze. "We're yours, chicken."

"Computer, how long until we get to our lodge?" Xil asked.

"Approximately thirty IG clicks."

That was about twenty Earth minutes.

Xil nuzzled my neck, kissing me ever so gently at the same time as Matar's hand squeezed my thigh. "That's long enough to make you forget all that's happened," he whispered. "Let go of the past, little human. Our future is bright and it begins today."

And then they made sure to show me exactly how amazing my future would look like.

Acocktail in one hand, a cone with non-dripping ice cream in the other, I was truly enjoying life. In fact, I'd never been happier. The suns were warm yet not too hot, while a gentle breeze was enough to keep me from sweating. I was naked, baring my skin which now had a purple tint to it. I loved it. I looked like I wasn't quite human anymore. And to be honest, that's what I felt like inside. After all I'd experienced, Earth seemed a very long way away. It was crazy to think that a few months ago, I still lived in a leaky hut, running errands for Chadra, trying to survive. Now I was relaxing at a resort planet halfway across the galaxy, surrounded by my three mates, sipping on a cocktail without a care in the world. Or in the universe.

Yesterday, we'd got a call from Hix and Hex. They'd jointly taken on the role as heads of the IGU's Alien Abduction department and had even invited us as guest lecturers for the upcoming term. Xil wasn't convinced that was a good idea yet, but it would be a good way to earn some money. Now that our honeymoon was coming to an end, we had to decide what to do next. We still had a nice amount of money left from what that restaurant owner at Kitt-Y-6 had given us, plus we'd be able to eat at his restaurants for free for the rest of the year, but at some point, those credits would run out. Hix and Hex had mentioned that we might be eligible for compensation money from the IGU, since Professor Katila had been their responsibility when she'd attacked us, but we didn't have any details on that yet. It would be a while until all that was going to be settled. Katila was in custody and a trial date had been set, but just like on Earth, intergalactic bureaucracy was a nightmare. Slow and frustrating.

I'd suggested that we could visit the guys' homeworld and find jobs there, but they weren't very keen on that. One day, they'd introduce me to their families, but they loved the freedom they had in space and had no intentions of settling down. I understood that completely. I'd never felt this free and happy in my life. Every day was a new adventure, whether it was cuddling with Lord Boop and his new girlfriend - they had fluffy animals jumping all around the beach and one of them had taken a shining to my tribitt, so I'd kind of adopted her as well - or exploring the beauty that was Labeari. Long walks along beaches where the sand varied from bright pink to dark purple, the high-tech equivalent of snorkelling in the sea, taking a panoramic flight to a restaurant perched on the edge of a mountain cliff...there was so much to see and do here that three weeks had passed in a flash.

Later today, we had a booking at the bubble bath swimming pool, followed by a massage and a candle-lit dinner, but tomorrow, we'd have to leave. It would be weird to be back on the Jade. I'd fallen in love with that ship, but she was small and I was now used to space, fresh air and swimming in the sea several times a day. I loved the sea. I'd grown up far away from any ocean and had ever only seen it on pictures. Of course, the sea here was very different, not just because of how it had turned me purple. Without a moon, there were no tides, but the water's colour changed depending on the time of day. In the morning, it was a pale lavender, slowly turning into a deep wine purple in the evening. The suns never set where our lodge was located, but the windows turned dark at night and stars were projected all over the walls. It almost felt like sleeping under the open sky.

Yes, I would totally miss this.

"Could we get a job here?" I asked, more thinking aloud than actually meaning it.

Matar sat up on his sun lounger. The silver specks on his skin twinkled in the sun like stars strewn all over his body. He was beautiful. In the artificial light of the Jade, I'd never really noticed them much, but here, they turned him into a sparkling god of sexy.

"As what?" he asked. "Don't get me wrong, I love it here, but I also don't fancy becoming an attendant. Have you seen what klatting nonsense they have to put up with? I wouldn't have the patience."

Yeah, that was a very valid point. I had no qualifications to speak of. The guys had certificates in alien abduction, but that wouldn't help them here. They also had experience in trading and the military, but again, unless they wanted jobs as low-paid guards, that was irrelevant.

"I saw a poster earlier that made me think the same," Havel said, also sitting up. A row of empty cocktail glasses lined the sand next to his lounger. I'd discovered that Havel had a seemingly limitless tolerance to alcohol. He downed that stuff like it was juice, while a single one of those would have made me drunk as fuck. I tried it in my first week here. The hangover had been spectacular, although at least it had resulted in foot massages from the guys. Almost worth it.

"What poster?" Xil asked without opening his eyes. Just like the rest of us, he was naked, his two cocks proudly on display. My core still ached from the pounding he'd given me earlier, before we'd had a swim in the sea and then retreated to the sun loungers.