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“I’m sorry I can’t do that for you.”

He leaned his forehead on his palms, fixated on the ground and the spin of rainbow colors moving from dark to light, dark to light. He heard Addie sigh again, but it sounded far more crisp and rabid. She came toward him, stepping into the circle of the maroon spotlight.

“I don’t mean it like that, Mahes. I promise you. Here, come here.”

Addie forced him to look up from the floor, then let her dress fall from her body completely. She had removed her bra and panties when he wasn’t looking and discarded them in the stream of crescent moonlight.

She stepped out from the pool of fabric, her naked, curvy, spectacular physique baring down on him with the power of a thousand suns. When he first looked at her, she was shrouded in black, draped in the shadows of his bedroom as the tips of her fingers ran down his shoulders and glided toward the buttons of his shirt. The lantern light kissed the folds of her breasts gently, the way a gust of wind would brush a leaf.

“I need to feel you inside me,” she purred, helping him get naked himself. “I have been thinking about it all day.”

The knife was removed for the time being as the sight, sound, taste, and overall pulsation of her existence took him over like a wave, a torrid of that fierce and eager need to sink in deep to her most treasured spaces, wonderfully flooding his thoughts. He helped her help him by ripping his shirt off his body, effectively tearing it apart, then pulled her on top of him as he lay flat on his back on the bed.

He began as he often did, having her ride his face with that needful pussy, easily bringing her to orgasm as he flicked at the pink hard buds of her nipples. After she spilled all over his face, tasting of fresh honey, she slid down across his chest and settled over his cock. He was bigger than most human men, of course, but Addie was always up for a challenge. She sank onto him, throwing her head back as the tip caressed her.

They made love for what felt like a century, the very concept of time disappearing. Eventually, he had tired her out after a countless number of orgasms and experimental positions. She was delirious and beyond satisfied.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms after showering, their skin still burning from the friction and desire. Addie’s breasts were soft and plump against the king’s chest, the hill of her rump an endlessly splendid sight.

But Mahes couldn't get to sleep. He had climaxed a few times, the endorphins streaming through his body, but his mind had somehow taken over the bliss. Her words lingered in his head like an echo. She wasn’t going to stay if she continued to feel like the planet she was on wasn’t her own. She would leave him, dagger in the chest and all.

So the moment Addie turned over to her side of the bed, Mahes snuck out. He put his robe on and went downstairs quietly. He poured himself a drink and went to the lounge, lighting a small fire to accompany him in his longing.

He made a call to Gerri, who he knew would be responsive, even that late at night. Who knew where in the universe she would be? She answered after only two rings, her wise voice soothing him across galaxies.

“This is a late hour for sulking, dear King,” she said.

“Isn’t the latest hour the most prudent time for such things?” he replied.

Mahes could hear the smile in her voice. Gerri had a way about her. He couldn’t quite put it into words, but he knew he wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

“What can I do for you tonight, Mahes?”

“I have done all I can think of. I have researched human women and courted her accordingly, but she remains in low spirits. I am at a bit of a loss, to be honest, on what to do next.”

“What is your current predicament?”

Mahes explained taking her to a concert and how that caused feelings of homesickness in his beloved. She mulled it around, the sound of the crackling fire snapping between them. He wondered if she was doing the same thing.

“Here is what I can do for you. I can get in contact with Addie’s manager back on Earth. It would be best for her to hear advice from a friend right now. I can send them to you right away.”

Mahes thanked Gerri, then continued to sit in the lounge, knowing that sleep would escape him for some time.

He liked that he had her and her advice, but he trembled at the thought that her manager was going to side with her. The man would, after all, have a vested interest in her career back on Earth. She must make him a lot of money, so why would he want her to stay somewhere he got nothing back in return?

He stared into the flickering flames until he began to doze. He dreamed of a life with Addie, with her as his queen by his side forever.

FIFTEEN

ADDIE

Addie sat by the pool after having breakfast with Mahes, humming a new tune that had been enchanting her mind over the past few days. That was often how it worked for her when it came to writing songs. The melody arrived, quite like a spell, whispering truths that were felt rather than explained. The lyrics came later, specifying sensations that were uniquely difficult to narrow down.

She thrived upon that difficulty, however. That was what made her such a big star back on Earth. The feelings were complex, but the words were simple. She could feel the creative inclination simmering in her belly.

But Addie wasn’t going to push it. There was no pressure on Nova Aurora. It reminded her of a steady, subtle strum of guitar, a folksy tune perhaps. She smiled to herself. It was beautiful when the songs just came, free-flowing like nature rather than having to rearrange her guts to excavate whatever was going on inside.

As her foot bounced around to the sweet melody singing in her head, the double suns bore down on her soft skin. She was rather fair and had noticed a scatter of budding freckles that had arrived on her body. She thought maybe she would likely burn to a crisp from the double amount of heat. But she hadn’t. In fact, she felt like she was growing more and more radiant by the day. Nova Aurora was having an effect on Addie. It was remarkable, but she tried not to let it affect her too deeply.

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