Page 5 of Jewel of the Alien Bandit
I grunted my confirmation as they scanned my body with their medical wand that looked more like an anal probe. If they tried to stick that anywhere on my body I would throttle the light pink male with matching hair. I knew the estreld were a colorful lot, but I assumed they’d be a bit more built.
Considering the whole planet was so well guarded, and every source I tapped for this mission said they were powerful, I wasn’t expecting beings so scrawny. The pink male rolled up his lab coat revealing a few small gems decorating his forearms that had a slight glow to them. He caught me staring and smiled at me.
“It’s common for offworlders to stare. Often I must explain that these are not the same as the jewels on our planet, they are organic and help estrelds to connect with the moon’s radiation.”
All I could think of is what would happen to him if I removed them from his flesh, and how many credits I’d get for them? Though, I considered if they were organic like he said they probably didn’t keep the same as a normal rock would. That’s probably why they had to explain to outsiders anything at all, I wasn’t the first one to think of harvesting something so shiny for profit. I kept my face neutral, not wanting to scare the small male.
Instead I gave him a smile in return, and nodded. Compliments were the best strategy to avoid most awkward situations. “I’m sure they come in handy to impress your females.”
My research showed that this planet valued their mating above most things, and all the male’s coloring were part of stimulating the females of this planet to drop their eggs so that they can find out if they are compatible for breeding. How their scientists haven’t found a way to detect compatibility without having to actually copulate was beyond me. And what exactly it meant to ‘drop’ their eggs was also an unnerving concept. I hadno intention of breeding with any of them, but mating was the only diplomatic waiver to entering their orbit.
The male blushed, and turned a darker shade of pink at my comment, apparently he was scrawny and shy about the very reason I was even here.
“Yes, well,” he cleared his throat then stared at his read out of my scan. “Your physiology seems to be compatible, and in peak condition.” He handed me a cup. “Please deposit your specimen for analysis.”
I stared at the plastic receptacle, then back at the pink scientist.
He stammered, more than a little intimidated by me, “Do you need assistance?”
I scoffed, of course I didn’t need any damned assistance to shoot my seed into a dish. I just assumed their little medical scanner could do all of that analysis without a sample. I wasn’t dumb, even the necia had a device you stuck your junk into and it took a sample with a tiny nanobot. No mess, no fuss.
Holding up the cup, I searched the room and found it lacking for any privacy. Were these estrelds voyeurists?
The scientist cleared his throat to get my attention. What the fuck was he expecting from me?
He sighed, uncomfortable that he had to explain something, but it was obvious that it wasn’t the first time he had to do so. “The sample cannot be tampered with. I’m required to remain here to ensure its integrity. Even the nanobots have been known to be hacked, and we’ve had to resort to baser methods.” He wrinkled his nose, seeming to be as displeased about the development as I was, but it wasn’t shame that I felt.
Just I didn’t find the guy to be all that attractive, and staring at his pink face didn’t elicit the kind of mood needed to provide him with what he was asking for. Then the screen in front of him flickered, and he swiped it to accept the comm.
I stilled at the image of a woman with flawless pale skin, platinum blond waves of hair, and the eyes that glowed like the moon’s radiation. My cock pulsed, growing at the mere sight of her. A moon goddess, wearing nothing but a slip of fabric revealing rows of diamonds decorating her skin. She was beauty, and then she spoke.
“Xol, I need you to give me a list of the diplomats arriving, and ships they will arrive in.”
“We haven’t narrowed down the candidates for the ceremony yet. There seems to have been a miscalculation of invites, and–”
“It doesn’t matter, if they’ve passed their exams, and came with their own transport then it only increases the odds of a successful ceremony. Let me know when you have the list ready.”
She was feisty, and the way she demanded what she needed had my cock hard. I liked it when a woman knew what she wanted and took charge. Before the examiner could reply her transmission ended, and I unzipped my pants before I lost the after mirage of her face in my mind. Giving the pink guy a wink I closed my eyes to let my surroundings disappear so all I saw was her.
It wasn’t difficult to finish after months of blue balls on a ship with a psychopath. The mere thought of Carmen had my stomach recoiling, and I grimaced, readjusting myself and shoving the cup at the estreld without its cap. That was his problem now. It was lucky that I finished before thinking about the way Carmen would zap me with a jolt of electricity after teasing me with a rub of her breasts on my shoulder, causing a trained reaction to flinch when she touched me.
“Be careful what you wish for,” I teased the guy. My balls were still uncomfortable, and despite relieving myself into a cup I still felt backed up. Nothing was quite the same as the real deal,and what I wanted was that bossy bejeweled estreld wrapping herself around my shaft, and telling me exactly how she liked to be finished off. My erection was slowly coming back, and I adjusted in my seat to accommodate it.
The scientist lifted an eyebrow and I smiled. “Don’t tell me you need another sample?”
He gulped down his extra saliva, and shook his head unable to speak. He couldn’t handle a spitfire like her, even if he wanted to.
“Your sample is viable. You’ve signed a waiver allowing us to utilize your specimens for research purposes. A guide will be assigned to you to assist with your involvement in the ceremony should you have any further questions.”
“Just one. Is that woman participating in the ceremony?”
He stammered, “It will be her first year to attend in an official capacity.”
That’s all I needed to know to have a renewed interest in attending the Estreldez Mating Games. Who said I couldn’t have a little fun while on the job?
CHAPTER FIVE
Luan
