Page 66 of Ava Greasemonkey

Ava hugged him back, remembering the feel of him from when they woke up this morning, entwined. The day had been so long and emotional already with sending the transport off. It was at odds with how at peace she’d felt earlier in bed, waking up next to Vox. A flush ran across her skin at being back in his arms.

She wanted him again. Between her legs there was still an ache, a constant reminder of what they did before sleeping. Ava craved connection now to fill that void, the loneliness that lingered from saying goodbye to her friends. Especially as she looked down toward the control room to see no familiar blue light under the door. No Ebel would ever be there again.

Vox leaned down and slid his tongue behind her ear. She felt it tingle as it went. His hands slid down her back to cup her behind.

“I feel it too, little bird,” he murmured in her ear. “Let’s not resist it too much.”

Ava nodded, lips parting. She absently licked the bottom one as she shuddered from his words. Vox leaned over and picked Ava up. He carried her over to her curtained room in the engine hall where he filled up the space and then some, so large in her tiny room. Ava almost laughed, being back in the room she had slept alone in for so long. In her wildest dreams she could never have imagined the recent turn of events.

Vox took the container of biologics from her neck and placed it carefully on her shelf. He placed the tracking hub there as well.

Ava, meanwhile, made quick work of her jumpsuit, pulling it down to reveal her upper torso. She arched her back as she began to pull it over her hips.

Vox walked back to her, running his hands over her bare arms to pull the suit down the rest of the way. He then shed his own clothing, fast, pulling it off without Ava’s assistance. His erection was already coming out of the protective slit it lived in to present itself.

Ava leaned forward to grasp it, not hesitant like last night, but Vox pushed her back onto her pallet bed. With her leaning back, breathing fast, he wasted no time in giving attention to her breasts with his tongue.

He was firm in his movements this cycle, his actions more forceful than they were in the bedroom. Ava didn’t resist, relishing the feel of him moving over her and the tingle that followed his tongue.

She sat up and pressed him back to explore his sides and the texture of his skin. It was hot and thick compared to her own, the cords of muscles under his skin firm beneath her touch.

She then grabbed his face, pulling it to hers, and kissed him deeply, feeling him put his tongue in her mouth and the pulsing that followed.

Vox broke off the kiss, then took his fingers and placed them in her core. “Already you are ready to mate,” he said, voice low and heated. His fingers probed inside her.

Ava angled her hips up in response, tilting her head back, mouth open. “Yes,” she said, breathing faster.

Vox angled himself at her opening and pressed forward without the need to be careful like the night before. He slid in easily until he was fully seated inside her.

Ava soon forgot she was still a little sore from the morning. He paused and leaned down to give her a lingering kiss.

“I want . . . all of you,” Ava panted in his mouth. She pressed on his chest and angled her hips upward.

Vox slowly smiled. “Impatient.” But he started moving again. He came soon, Ava matching him stroke for stroke. He lit up as it happened, projecting the sensation into her mind and amplifying the ecstasy for both of them until Ava unfolded as well. He pulled out of her and held her to him. Ava, loose-limbed in his embrace, stroked down his side, satiated.

The part of her that felt lonely earlier was subdued, held by him intimately. Soon after, she began to giggle, catching sight of the biologics on the counter. She pointed at the container. “That’s already more entertainment than I think they ever saw before.”

She laughed harder, releasing all the stress she had been feeling with a deep, throaty chuckle. Vox looked at her in wonderment, cradling her head. “That sound. We do not make that. I could listen to it all day.”

Ava giggled a moment longer.I love him.She didn’t voice the thought, but he held her as if he heard it just the same. His hand fisted into her hair, twisting her long strands around his wrist.

She snuggled up next to him, limbs intertwined, eventually falling into a light sleep.

“Seeing you in person is much more illuminating,” a rotating hologram said, its light dancing off the reflective walls. The voice sounded crystal clear, as if the alien in it was standing next to her.

Ava was in the navigation room, standing tall in front of the hologram. Vox was at her side with Erox and Rhutg flanking them. Lirell stood against the wall, silently observing.

Ava had never been in a hologram call before. As a result, she was fascinated with the image and how it looked like the Vorbax they were talking to was right in the room with them. The handheld holograms she had stolen for Ebel could only replicate small body parts, not a huge area like this. She resisted the urge to walk around and examine the projection further, resolving to do so after the call to understand the technology better.

Iryl, the Vorbax they were talking with, stared unnervingly at her. He looked very similar to Rhutg in that he had a more heavy, muscular frame than both Vox and Erox.

The hologram tilted his head. “May I ask you to spin around?”

Ava did as told, separating herself from Vox and doing a slow turn. She lifted her arms up and down as she did so.

lryl addressed Rhutg when she was done, “Fascinating. I am glad you brought this to my attention. I have already sent the entire packet to Xai. There has been a lot of interest.” He looked at Ava again, a hungry gleam in his eyes. “Truly fascinating. Even here on Elyhim I haven’t seen anything close to as appealing as her.”

Vox growled slightly, angling himself in front of Ava. “I want it noted that this one is claimed.”

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