Alien Morsels: Short Tales from Zerconian Warrior Series

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has a hunger for me that I am barely able to satiate.”
    “Stop joking around.” She smacked his chest.
    His gaze widened. “I never joke.”
    “Koran.”
    He drew her onto his lap, her legs straddling his thighs. It put her pussy awfully close to his cock. Need stirred, her clit throbbing. She just had a mind-blowing orgasm less than fifteen minutes ago, and now she was ready for more?
    Down girl.
    Damn body didn’t listen to her, of course.
    He flicked her nipple. “See what I mean? Insatiable. But I apologize. I did not mean to make light of your concerns.”
    “Is there something wrong with me?” Now that she’d gotten the ball rolling, she couldn’t stop herself from blurting out all her fears. “What if I can’t have babies? Why would I be your mate if I can’t have babies? Why would you want me?”
    “Stop.”
    The harshness in his voice caught her by surprise. She quieted, staring at him.
    “There is nothing wrong with you. But even if there were. Even if you could not have children, you are my mate. My everything. Would you still love me if my arm was gone?”
    She gaped at him. “What? Of course, I would.”
    He nodded, looking satisfied.
    She hated to burst his arrogant bubble. “But that’s different.”
    He frowned. “How?”
    “Because your population is dying out. You need more babies.”
    “Mila. You are not a breeding machine for my people. You are my mate. I will love you no matter what. I want to be with you because of who you are. Not because you might become pregnant.”
    She sniffled feeling tears well. “So you don’t care if we have a baby?”
    He was quiet for a moment, obviously thinking. “I have no idea how to care for a baby. I fear doing something stupid and hurting them.”
    She wiped her face, watching him. Koran rarely admitted being afraid. In fact, the only thing he had ever said he feared was losing her. He was always so confident, so fearless.
    “A baby with your eyes, your smile, I think that would be a great joy. If we never have a child, I will still thank the fates every day for bringing me you. Because you mean more to me than anything.”
    She threw her arms around him, burying her face into his chest. “Thank you.” The knot in her stomach half-unravelled. She leaned back, wiping her face. “I’m sorry I'm so needy.”
    He studied her. “You should know how much you mean to me, Mila.”
    She nodded. “I do. Really, I do. I think it’s been the worry over this meeting. So much rides on it. I’ve been overthinking everything.”
    “We will see Thor when we return and have him examine you.”
    Mila nodded. It was the logical thing to do and Koran was a very logical person.
    “Until then I have an idea of what we can do.”
    “Oh yeah? What’s that?” His cock nudged against her mound.
    Koran rolled them so she was on her back with him looming over her. “Keep trying. Over and over and over again.”
    Now that sounded like a plan.
    ***
    Mila rolled over, reaching for Koran. Disappointment filled her as she found she was alone. With a sigh, she shrugged. He probably had duties, and she couldn’t demand all of his time. Three days had passed since they left Newsdale.
    Between sleeping and making love to Koran, these first few days of their journey home had flown by. This might be her last chance for a bit of a holiday. She was going to be busy when they returned to Zerconia. Plus, if she left this room, she ran the risk of running into the Empress, and she’d really had enough of listening to that woman on the trip to Newsdale.
    Poor Zoey. At least Mila didn’t have to live with her. Zoey had just given birth to her only grandchild. Mila bet once they got home, Zoey would be seeing a whole lot more of her mother-in-law.
    Mila rose from the bed as a loud siren filled the air. What the hell?
    “Oh, that can’t be good.” She scrambled for some clothes, hastily pulling them on. A loud bang made her scream, and the ship jolted. Thrown against the

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