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He took a finger and explored her, slowly inserting it while he paid tribute to her clit. She made little keening sounds as he stuck a second finger in her body. She started to shake aswetness poured down her legs, encouraging his mouth to have a taste. He began pumping, hitting the walls of her pussy just right until her body wouldn't stop moving. She came with a high-pitched sound. He sucked and licked, moving his fingers until she finally stopped moving.

Her breath was coming in fast pants as she stroked his hair and moved her hands to his shoulders. She mumbled little words of how fantastic he made her feel. Finally, he crawled up until he could pull her into his arms.

Enzo watched as Deja's body slowly slipped into sleep. He had pleasured her even though he had been doubtful at first. He still remembered the early days on Earth. How they thought that once again there would be no female companionship for them. The females in their battalion picked the males they were interested in, but there was no way two hundred females could take care of two thousand males even if they took more than one partner.

He clutched her closer to him and worried. He hadn't been completely honest with her. Most of the galaxy were shifters, but he and his battalion, as well as the battalion they fought, were created shifters. Their purpose was for war and nothing else. That's why no one came after them. It didn't matter whether they lived or died; they were replaceable.

In his world, there would never be a moment like this. They knew from the moment they opened their eyes that their purpose was to die in battle. There were no homes, no children, no mates, although they were capable of all those things. It was the ultimate 'F' you. That they were made beings able to procreate but weren't allowed to have children or families.

Every scanner on their planet and in the galaxy looked for bio-signs, and if they were to find a trace of their bio-signs in a child, they would simply kill it like they were exterminating vermin. Ven crossed his mind. They almost didn't save him.

Now here they were on this planet with this female who was making them into a family whether she knew it or not, and he didn't want to lose her, but keeping her wasn't going to be easy.

He heard the door open when Ven came in. Carefully, he got out of bed and walked into the living room.

The horror on Ven's face touched his heart.

"She's still alive."

Ven sat heavily in a chair, his breathing coming out as if he had run for miles. His heart was beating so hard that Enzo could see a trace of it.

"How?" He looked up, hope in his eyes fighting with despair.

Enzo took the same chair Deja sat in earlier.

"She said that Earth women are different even though they're the same species. Some can take more loving than others, but that's how it's supposed to be because men are different here. Some love hard and some love soft."

Ven's eyes lit and darkened, coming to different thoughts and then discarding them. Enzo was always amazed at how his eyes worked. Ven was a better version of them, and those fools had wanted to kill him.

"Are we keeping her?" Ven's voice was soft, reminding Enzo of just how young he truly was.

"I hope so. I want to; it's up to Deja." His lips tugged up in a smile. He'd be willing to fight for Deja any day.

"Today she treated us like we were a family." There was a wistful sound in Ven's voice as he turned to look at the door to her room.

Chapter Eleven

A smile curved aroundDeja's lips. even as she tried to brush wakefulness away and snuggle back into sleep. Her dreams consisted of Enzo holding her as he asked her what was going to her new place and what was staying. She had most of her stuff packed, so they walked from room to room, and she pointed, and he had males finish up for her.

Now she needed to know if she could leave all that stuff here until she found a place to stay. Once again, the cold voice of reality intruded on her happy thoughts, reminding her she slept with her boss. She was going to have to leave. Find a new job.

I didn't sleep with him. There was no penetration.

Then what was he doing with his tongue?

I remember it being deep inside of us.

Oh, don't forget those talented fingers.

That's not penetration,she tried to justify to the voices in her head.

Then why do you call it penetration when you put your fingers in your pussy?

Argh! She rolled over and buried her head in the pillow.

Why was she the only female on the face of the earth that had voices in her head that didn't agree with her? She waited for an answer, but of course, none was forthcoming because this was her life. I suggest you guys fall in line, or I will put you all in a cage.

They laughed at her. Every single one of them, which caused her to sigh again. Sitting up in the bed, she listened to the male voices coming from the living room; Enzo and Ven were in there. How was she going to face them?

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