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CHAPTER 13

KAILIREX

My mate was a sex goddess, there were no two ways about it. I had a feeling when I finally got her into a bed, we’d light the sheets on fire. Actual fire, with the embarrassment of causing an alarm to go off and our entire deck to be evacuated. Not that the thought had me reconsidering taking her. No, instead, it made my cock grow even harder just thinking about how everyone would then know she was mine. Deep down, I knew I was being ridiculous, of course. The only burning likely to happen might be a friction burn if we ended up on the rug instead of the bed at some point.

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I savored the feel of her hand in mine, grounding myself. The itching was pretty intense still, so I reached over with my free hand to scratch my arm. She batted my hand away, using her other hand to gently rub where I was scratching.

“You don’t want to break the skin,” she chided me gently, her eyes still glued to the vid playing.

She was right of course, and I risked irritating my skin. Scraped scales were no fun to deal with, as I’d discovered during my cadet days.

I turned my attention to the story and immersed myself in it, which did a good job of helping me not notice the mild irritation of my scales slowly erupting. The vid had just finished, the Mylos warriors triumphantly receiving accolades from the Council for thwarting an evil pirate cartel decimating a remote sector.

“That was awesome! I cannot get over how much more realistic your fight scenes look! Zap! Clang! Pow!” she enthused, standing up and waving her arms around in punctuation.

“Hey, what’s going on?” came a cheerful voice from the open hatchway.

“We just finished watching this totally awesome sci-fi movie!” Stella excitedly informed her brother.

I sniffed the air appreciatively, scenting the food they’d brought. The smell grew stronger as Tillin came the rest of the way in. It was then I noticed that Piloris was carrying both suitcases, so I hurried over to relieve him of one.

“I had it,” he grinned, “but thanks.”

“Put them in the storage compartment over there,” Tillin gestured towards a tall storage cupboard as he handed my mate the bag of food. “Your hotdogs with your preferred fixings are in there as well as a Feast for Four from the deli. I ordered extra matzoh ball soup for you and he included reheating instructions so you can enjoy it tomorrow.”

“Thank you!” she gushed and I glared at him seeing the way my mate looked at him in adoration.

He coughed. “Well, the feast is for you guys to eat once you come out of your rooms. A celebratory meal. Um, strap yourselves in and if you want to stow the bag, it should fit in one of the compartments over the seats.

I plucked it from her fingers. “I’ll do it. They are at Mylos friendly heights.”

She laughed. “Yeah, I’d have had to stand on the seat, so thanks, babe.”

I preened at the endearment, turning and bending to quickly peck her on the lips before getting to the job at hand.

“Someone's possessive,” Eric murmured to her and she giggled.

“Yeah, but I think some of it is just because of the intense urge to complete our bonding,” she whispered back.

Eric sat down in one of the seats and she sat down next to him, Piloris taking his other side. I stopped to help buckle her in, demonstrating how the harness worked.

“That looks complicated,” Eric said, plucking at his own straps in dismay. Piloris turned and immediately began fastening him in while I took my place on Stella’s other side, quickly buckling myself in without needing to look, knowing it by rote.

“Preflight checks complete,” we heard Tillin say as he started the engines. “Air traffic control, this is Mylos Shuttle PR-310A, requesting clearance to take off.”

There was some back and forth and then we got permission to lift off.

“Xeranos, show our guests the view outside,” Tillin requested and the sides of the saucer became viewscreens showing us a 360 degree view around the saucer. “How’s that, folks? I thought you might enjoy the view, especially as we’re having to fly out over the city before taking an upward trajectory several miles out over the Atlantic.”

“This is incredible,” Stella said, turning her head to drink everything in. Her brother Eric was doing the same, and like me, Piloris was instead mostly watching his mate’s reaction.

“I had no idea the walls could become windows,” Eric said, sounding awed.

“They’re viewscreens, actually,” Piloris informed him. “We don’t put anything translucent on our ships, preferring to go with solid panels and their strength. Cameras outside show everything and the inner walls are impregnated with nanoparticles which reform to display the images as required.”

“I’ll pretend I understood any of that,” he laughed. “I got cameras, fancy screens made to look like windows.”

“That’s pretty much it,” Piloris laughed.