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He’d never known things could feel this good. He hadn’t even realized that part of his body could feel this good. The females from his kind were so incredibly rough, and this was not that.

This was delicate. Soft. The warmth of her mouth was a stark contrast to how cold he usually was and already he felt like he was going to explode. Everything in him tightened, drawing up as though he was already going to come, but it was too soon for that. He wanted to feel her on him more. He wanted to sink deeper into that heat.

Rolling his tail, he drew her up until she was balanced so that he had access to her. He could already smell her. That warm, earthy scent slicked between her thighs. With a single movement, he drew her pants off her legs, though they still dangled off one of her ankles. She braced herself with one handagainst his stomach, the other now wrapped around his bottom cock as she worked them both.

Her mouth popped free from the top one, the sound echoing in the small room before she dove for the other. He wasn’t even sure she was breathing, but did it matter? Did anything matter?

Her soft core clenched before him and that was all he needed as an invitation. He had to do something. He had to keep himself busy or he would end this before it even started.

Maketes turned her so her back pressed against his tail, and then plunged his tongue into her depths. He slid the ridges along her inside walls, pressed the base of those bumps against the little button that had made her cry out last time. And then he mimicked what she was doing.

The taste of her exploded on his tongue. Warm and earthy and so much her that he realized this was a terrible idea. He wouldn’t last like this. Not now that she was whimpering around his cock, tiny shudders moving throughout her entire form every time he withdrew his tongue, only to sink it even deeper inside of her.

Now her hand worked faster, tighter, switching between each of his cocks as she sucked even harder. He could feel himself tightening again, and knew he was about to lose control. So he worked her harder as well. Faster. Together, they drew each other to the limit and just when he was certain he would fall first, she clenched around him.

The slight scream that echoed through her throat vibrated through his cocks as well. With a low grunt that should have been a curse, he came so hard he thought he pulled a muscle in his back, hunched over her as he was.

But she drank it all down. Swallowing every single drop he gave her. He drew away from her, leaning back against the consoles again, and stared down his glistening body to see her lick his second cock clean as well.

Her loose legs were still wrapped around him, but now he could feel how drenched he’d left her. His scales would smell like her for days after this.

She sat up slowly, rubbing herself on him, and she shifted to sit on his lap. At his look, she licked her lips and grabbed her glasses from the console beside him. “Was it everything you hoped it would be?”

Red light had turned her into a sultry witch of the sea. He reached out and traced her bottom lip, watching the movement with pure rapture in his head. “Kefi, there are no words.”

“Is that a good thing?”

He tugged her against his hearts, holding her tightly against him as they both sank toward sleep. “Yes, kefi. For a male who won’t shut up like myself, I think that’s a very good thing.”

CHAPTER 25

In her dreams, she saw her sister.

Ace was back in Beta, like she had been as a child. Only this time, she was grown. She was the same size as she was in her waking mind. An adult in all ways. And still, people walked by her and muttered behind their hands.

They always had, though. They knew what she’d done. Everyone always thought she was the odd one out in her family, but now they had proof. There was something wrong with her mind. What kind of person thought they could make a droid that would steal anything she wanted? They’d known something was off about her, and now? Now they knew they were right.

The discomfort bubbled in her chest. She’d thought she’d grown past this feeling, but it was the same as when she was a child. She didn’t want them to look at her. Oh, they could think whatever they wanted. If they wanted to pretend that she was a terrible person, that she was ugly, that there was a broken thread in her mind, so be it. But she just wanted them to stop looking at her.

That pain and ache were the same as always. It made her feel like she was less than they were. Like she was the problem, whenin reality, she knew it had nothing to do with her. They felt better tearing other people down. It meant they weren’t at the bottom.

She was just the unlucky one who lived there.

Ducking down a familiar hallway, she felt a bubble of heat burst in her chest. False bravado melted away into comfort as she moved down the halls where she’d grown up. Her cousins had raced down these steps, and suddenly, there they were. The children she remembered them being. Pattering feet echoed as they called after each other, certain one of them had stolen a toy that wasn’t theirs to have.

She spun, watching them race by her and disappear into a faint fog at the end of the hallway. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she knew this was a dream. But the feeling of her family being so close by... It made her want to linger.

Ace trailed her fingers along the wall. She knew this smooth, cool texture with the pattern of rivets that bumped against her fingers every five heartbeats. She could count them in her sleep and use them to find her room, even in the dark.

“One, two, three, four, five,” she whispered. Over and over, until the numbers brought her to the room, she wanted to see the most.

Already she could smell it. The heat of growing lights and the loam that surrounded countless vegetables. Their garden was the best producing in the entirety of Beta, all because of her sister.

“Laura,” she whispered as the door appeared in front of her. Immediately, her chest squeezed in pain and tears built in her eyes. Not because she was upset or feared what was on the other side, but because even in her dreams, she missed her sister so much, it ached.

Pushing open the door, she walked into the sanctuary her sister had built herself.

Plants grew in abundance here. They toppled over the tall tables, spilled out onto the floor where their father had built structures to keep the dirt in. Giant monstera leaves butted up against the glass over their heads, reaching for the grow lights that lined the ceiling. It smelled so good. Like greenery and food and life that nowhere else on Beta could replicate.

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