“Dravexil. What does that mean?”
 
 He grabs my hand in his and pulls me toward the bedroom. Leading me to the bed before pushing me gently on the shoulders to sit on the edge. He leaves me to go to an odd sliding panel that opens in the wall and he reaches in to pull out a white shirt. When he comes back, he hands me the shirt and then slowly undresses me as if waiting for me to stop him. I don’t.
 
 I let his fingers slide along my skin as he pulls my shirt off and then my bra. He grabs the shirt and slips it over my head. It hangs loosely off my shoulders, and yet it is so soft and perfectly cool against my skin. Nothing like this on Earth.
 
 “It is an endearment term from my planet. Something that is reserved for someone I care about.”
 
 He turns away and I stand to pull off the rest of my clothes before climbing further into the bed. He pulls off some of his jewelry that he was wearing and then drops his pants. His boxers are the only thing he has on as he turns back toward the bed and joins me at my side.
 
 An endearment. He just met me. He doesn’t know who I really am. I’m no one. Not worth the feelings that he wants to send my way. He will see that as soon as I’m sober. I was the worst of the human race he could have chosen.
 
 He will see. I’m not worth it.
 
 CHAPTER SIX
 
 Drainok
 
 She’s snoring and I don’t know what to do now. It was almost immediate that she fell asleep once she climbed beneath the covers. I didn’t make myself very clear with her and taking her home was a bad choice of words.
 
 I should have told her what and who I really am. She was upset with me but the alcohol in her system has made her complacent and a lot less combative than I felt she wanted to be. She was upset and rightfully so. I tricked her.
 
 Zyphorak. Fuck. This didn’t go the way I hoped it would.
 
 I wanted to fuck her tonight. I wanted to worship her body. The moment we stepped onto the ship though, I knew that wasn’t a possibility. Not while she was so drunk. I won’t take her choice away from her. Won’t take advantage of her.
 
 I need her to choose me. To want to come to my homeland with me. I’m not going to take a woman that doesn’t want me. It will only lead to a complicated future that I want nothing to do with. I need a partner that can be my equal, not someone that will destroy all that we work for.
 
 So I can wait until she sleeps off the drinks clouding her brain. Then I can show her what it means to be my better half. I will treat her like Gamyrians care for those they love.
 
 Her body is relaxed next to me. She’s on her side facing me and her hair is spread across my purple silky pillow behind her. Her lips are parted slightly and the small snores tell me she is completely out and nothing I did would likely wake her.
 
 She looks amazing dressed in nothing but my shirt to sleep in. The covers draped over her waist leaving her upper body open to my viewing pleasure. The material pulls over her breasts as she breathes but is otherwise overly large on her much smaller frame than mine.
 
 She’s so small that I almost fear that I will break her. I think she can take me, but I may need to work her up to it. I will stretch her open once I enter her and I don’t want to hurt her.
 
 Either way, she is the priority. She is what I will focus on. Her pleasure. Her needs. I will fill her pussy up with my cock and then spill my seed inside of her until it runs down those thighs of hers.
 
 My cock is hard and I pull my boxers from my body to take the tension off. Freeing myself from the confines of the fabric. I grip myself in my fist and stroke it slowly. Pulling on the loose skin around my cock with a needy tug.
 
 A groan escapes and I bite my lip to stifle the sound as Zahra moves in the bed next to me. I don’t want to wake her, but my cock weeps with its needy little tip. I squeeze and tug on it with a needy little tilt of my hips. My fingers work each knot and scale along the path as I seek my release.
 
 My body begs for release but I back off as I look over at the woman laying in the space beside me. Her face is nothing short of beautiful and I can’t wait to have her lips wrapped around the tip of my cock as I feed it through them slowly. Fill her throat with my seed until it drips down her chin.
 
 Another groan escapes my lips and I pump my cock harder and faster. The pressure building in my balls with a needy little tug. I stare at her as I seek my release right there in the bed beside her. The woman I want to be my partner and have my future children. The woman that can change my world completely.
 
 My balls tighten and my release pours over the tip and runs down my hand as I pump the last few strokes as I empty my nuts of the seed that should be saved for the woman beside me.
 
 I stop pumping my fingers and just sit there as my cock leaks around my fingers. A messy situation that leads me to climb from beside the woman and move to the bathroom through a hidden wall panel on my side of the room. It slides as I approach and then shuts behind me with a tiny woosh sound.
 
 I step to the sink and clean myself up. Staring at the image in the mirror over the counter with interest. This is what she did to me. She made me want to fuck her so bad that I had to empty my balls beside her sleeping form before I woke her as I pushed into her instead.
 
 I didn’t think she would be okay with that, so this was a better alternative. I will fill her pussy soon enough. But for now, that gave me some release and the thought of filling her up with every part of me fills my cock with a throbbing need.
 
 I return to the bedroom and the woman that lays sleeping in the covers where I left her. She will be out a while so I might as well get some sleep before dealing with explaining all of this in the morning. I pull back the covers and slide beneath them beside her. Gathering her in my arms, she curls into my body like she was made for me.
 
 Her head resting on my chest and one hand lying across my pec. One leg is thrown over my thigh and it brushes my cock that is still so fucking hard I could drive it straight into her pussy without a second thought. I don’t though and instead, I rest onearm around her back and the other on her thigh. Holding her right where I want her to be.
 
 Closing my eyes, I sleep with the first human woman I had the pleasure of meeting tonight. She’s perfect and I can’t wait for her to see that.