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I slowly set the spoon back down, look at each of my friends, and then give them my answer.

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Jovi

"Essa will come to get us as soon as Sloane's acting more herself," Alik tells me for probably the hundredth time since we've trapped ourselves in our room.

It's already been a few hours, and no one has come to get us at all. I might be more upset with Alik if I wasn't so envious of how he affects Sloane. Our semen works as a relaxant of sorts to our own females, but we had no way of knowing it would work on Sloane or that it would basically get her drunk and horny.

It's in our contract that we will not have our pleasure crew member ingest our semen because reactions can be as mild as calming them or as potent as making them unresponsive in their relaxation. Sure, that's for females of our own species, and we had no way to know Sloane would react at all. Still, he shouldn't have done it.

Alik's first words to me were that he fucked up, and now I'm understanding just how badly he did. There's a good probability we lose any chance of ever having a pleasure crew memberagain with how blatantly he disregarded one of the rules of our contracts.

The only reason I'm not more upset with Alik about doing that to Sloane is that I know how bad he feels. He's been losing himself way too easily, and he talks of claiming her like it's something we're allowed to do. I think if, after this mission is over, Sloane doesn't wish to stay on as our permanent crew, he might lose himself so completely that I won't know my friend anymore.

Not to mention, I want to feed Sloane my come and see if she reacts the same way. Maybe we can all have a nice little conversation about it once she sobers up. We can decide that she wants to get drunk on us and then let us pleasure her in all the best ways. I growl low in my chest at the thought and then rub my wrists where they start to burn again. I force the thoughts away and focus more on my other worries.

"I promised her I'd be waiting right outside her room," I snap at him. Again, it's easily the tenth time we've had this exact conversation. "How can I be there and here at the same time?"

Alik rolls his eyes, feigning a sort of unworried bravado because he doesn't want me to know just how much he's panicking, too. Not only will this be seen as him drugging our pleasure crew, but it could also jeopardize Sloane's health if she has any side effects.

I'm surprised he doesn't have all of his monitors on so he can watch her and Essa. He said something about not thinking it's right when she's not herself, but I think he just can't look at her because it'll remind him of what he did.

"What did she say to you exactly?" Alik asks. His eyes are closed except for the center one which is looking over at me.

"She made me promise not to ignore her again."

I cringe, thinking about how awkward the whole situation was. I should've just left her room, but then she was soaccommodating, telling me it was okay to use her in another way since she wasn't wanting sex. I should've politely declined because I felt so miserable as soon as I finished.

We work ourselves into frenzies sometimes when taking a female, but it's never been this bad before. I'm completely lost to my base desires, wanting to take and claim.

When my head cleared, and I saw how I had spilled myself all over Sloane, I felt as though I was a vile male. Then, instead of me comforting her for using her as I did, she was the one to comfort me and tell me everything would be okay.

"Ignore her again?" Alik asks it like it's not what we've been doing.

I didn't realize that our isolation away from everyone was being seen as us avoiding the sweet human female, but that's what we were doing, even if that wasn't our intention. After we found pleasure in Sloane's body the first time, we both realized we were losing ourselves too quickly, too easily, and we couldn't burden her with our neediness. We've had her once, and now there's an itch under our pelts, a voice in the back of our minds begging us to go to her.

When I woke up that night, drenched in sweat, wanting to go down and wrap Sloane up in my arms to find comfort and peace, I knew I needed to keep more space between us. She's here to do a job, not become a companion to the crew.

For all I know, she's only eager to please us because she can orgasm many times on our cocks. It's a perfectly fine reason, but I don't need to be conflating it with wanting to be the sole bringer of my pleasure.

Alik made it easier not to see her. He told me we weren't bothering her until she turned her pendant to green again so she could figure out her feelings, and so we could try to regain some of our composure.

When he gives commands, I follow them. That's how this relationship works.

"When we started spending all of our time up here so we weren't seen as clingy or needy when she wasn't ready for us, she must have seen it as avoiding her."

"Well, that makes sense for how she viewed you, but I've avoided her since she joined the ship." Alik shrugs, thinking his reason is a good enough one not to need to reassure Sloane that we still want her on the ship as our pleasure crew.

No, I just want her on the ship in general, pleasure crew or human crew. I'm sure Alik feels the same, not that he'll tell me unless he's lost to the lust that consumes us.

He's been the one to make her beg us to impregnate her, something that only feeds that primal part of us. Next, he'll be asking her to call him mate and to let him bite her, and then we'll be in real trouble.

Role-playing that we're filling the human with our young is one thing. It's a whole other to fully mark her and claim her, something our contract states we won't do. As though that would stop Alik at all after what he's done already.

"Well, she's doubting that we want her," I snarl at Alik, who rolls his eyes again.

"I know."

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