THE TEDOLERAN’S GOOD GIRL

NOVA EDWINS

A SCI-FI ROMANCE SHORT STORY

THE TEDOLERAN’S GOOD GIRL

Since my crew has abandoned me, I have no choice but to secretly hide in the cargo hold of the next available spaceship that sets course to Leto 5. Unfortunately, the owner of said ship is an extremely attentive Tedoleran, who does not miss the fact that I have sneaked onto his ship.

Knowing what Tedolerans usually do with stowaways, I offer him a deal that he hopefully can’t resist...

A sci-fi romance short story. Features an alien in a bad mood, a heroine who likes to be praised, and a lot of dirty compliments.

1

BEV

With the turbine drive under my arm, I hurried along the narrow sidewalk, pushing past far too many tentacles. I could already see the docking bay as my communicator vibrated in the pocket of my cargo pants. I fished it out and wiped the display with my thumb while I considered whether I still had enough time to buy a bowl of Am’u noodles before the LC Doru took off again.

I jerked to a halt, reading the message on my display again and again and again. That couldn’t be true, could it?

I ran, basically rushing around the last corner until the entrance to the docking bay came into view. The lot of the LC Doru was empty—there was no trace left of the converted freighter.

Once again, I read the message from my—now former—captain. The crew felt that, as a human, I would never be able to work hard enough to earn my place aboard. I was a good mechanic but not strong or experienced enough to participate in the other missions, making my value to them virtually nonexistent.

Those fuckers had run off with my equipment, my clothes, and my few possessions. I half snorted, and half laughed because they wouldn’t get far with the broken turbine engine I was supposed to replace right about... now.

Panic clawed its way into my body. I was stranded without any weapons, credits, or even papers on a space station frequented only by assassins, smugglers, and criminals. I wouldn’t last a night here alone before I ended up in someone’s bed as a sex slave or on someone’s plate as a delicacy. Shit!

Icy dread filled my stomach, and I bit my lower lip while fighting back tears. What was I supposed to do now?

There was no question that I had to come up with something, and fast. Very, very fast.

Because I didn’t know what else to do, I hurried toward the docking bay, keeping my head down. Maybe I could find a spaceship that needed a mechanic—and ideally also a new turbine drive, because this way, I could make myself useful right away.

I glanced at the huge display, but my luck seemed to have disappeared along with the LC Doru. According to the schedule, there were only Horgerian spaceships here right now and a few other ships that would fly to planets with no chances of survival for me at all.

Great. So I had a choice between aliens who liked to eat human flesh or a destination that was deadly to me. That was just… great. Really, really awesome.

At the very bottom, a ship was listed that would take off in about two minutes, heading to Leto 5, a space station like the one I was currently on, but with the distinct advantage that I had some contacts there.

Much more interesting than the destination of the aircraft, however, was the crew because there apparently was only one single life form aboard. It would be easier to hide from just one crew member than a dozen.

Unfortunately, that particular crew member weighed over four hundred pounds, consisted of pure muscle and bad intentions, and had the ability to crush me with the flick of his finger. But I had no choice but to take my chances with the Tedoleran vessel.

I nearly strained my neck to get a good look at the docking bay. A fast speeder was hovering in lot 4B-1, its cargo hatch just closing. In a split second, I made my decision, dropped the turbine drive, and sprinted off.

The closer I got, the faster the hatch seemed to move. Just short of the opening, I felt my right foot slipping on a puddle, and judging by the smell, it was either an illegal lubricating oil mixture or the blood of some species I didn’t recognize. I tilted sideways, and a sharp pain shot through my leg as I twisted my ankle, but that was nothing compared to what I would face should a slave trader find me.

With arms flailing and legs propelling, I leaned forward and pushed myself off the ground. Head first, I jumped into the gap and prayed that I would make it into the hold and not be crushed by the flap.

I hit the top edge of the hatch with my shin and then collided hard with the metal of the floor panel. The cargo hatch clicked into place behind me. I could just make out the countless crates piled up in the hold, then the light went out, and the spaceship took off.

I reached around in the darkness for something to grab onto or to find at least a lug on the wall but merely reached into the void. The G-forces pushed me down, which is why I stumbled and landed ungently on my butt until the ship activated the stabilizers, and the heavy pressure disappeared from my body.

I slid backward until I could feel the wall in my back, leaned against it, and exhaled shakily. The first tear ran down my cheek. My ankle pulsed in perfect harmony with my heartbeat, and my shin burned, but I was safe—at least for the moment.

With any luck, the ship would land on Leto 5, and I could sneak out of the hold before the captain ever realized I had been here.

That’s all I needed—just a little luck for a change.

2

KHEDS

Although it was actually redundant because I had already calculated the route, I had the computer give an estimate of the fuel consumption once again—just to prove to myself that I was right.

However, according to the new result, I had not been right. I bent closer to the display, studied the projection, and traced the chart with my finger. Why was the amount of fuel I had calculated only enough to cover 99.6 percent of the route?

There were only two possible explanations. Either the Nigal had calculated a new route to avoid an asteroid shower, or... the ship had somehow become heavier.

I tapped the display and gave an astonished grunt. Since I had initiated the departure, the weight of the Nigal had increased by roughly one hundred and sixty pounds.

My right eyelid started to twitch because I didn’t understand how I could have missed a stowaway. That was the only logical reason for the extra weight. It had to be a Horgerian toddler or a Drakoni teenager. One-hundred-sixty pounds was not a weight I was concerned about because I was almost three times as heavy.

What bothered me more was that I would now have to take the stowaway back, and I hated it when something or someone interfered with my plans.

I tapped the display harder than necessary, looking for possible heat sources so I wouldn’t have to inspect the entire ship. In the cargo hold, I found a creature with a core temperature of 97 degrees. That meant it wasn’t a Drakoni. Some of the dragon creatures had body temperatures of over two-hundred degrees.

With a sigh, I stood up and walked to the door, which opened with a soft hiss so I could leave the bridge.

I made no effort to hide my arrival—quite the opposite. To express how ah’tze pissed off I was, I stomped through the ship louder than necessary. I also slipped partially into battle mode, so my eyes glowed, and my senses heightened. My claws and the spikes covering my shoulders and neck also came out to convey that I was not exactly happy about the disruption of my daily routine.

It was probably just a child who had gotten lost or wanted to play a prank. No adult in their right mind was stupid enough to mess with a Tedoleran.

I punched in the access code for the cargo hold, which was filled to the brim with machine parts I was transporting for a wealthy client on Leto 5, and the doors opened.

Thanks to my heightened senses, the enticing smell was the first thing I noticed. It smelled fresh and somehow… sweetish in my cargo hold. The scent was like a punch in the gut. But a weirdly comforting blow.

I shook my head unwillingly and used my communicator to activate the lights. There was a rustling sound behind the boxes.

“My mood will be significantly better if you come out willingly,” I growled, clenching a fist, knowing the crack of my knuckles would sound impressive.

There was another rustle, but no one appeared.

My spirits sank, and I snorted before marching toward the noise. I didn’t even get far before a head full of dark hair appeared. The accompanying face was small, narrow, and pale pink.

My nostrils flared as I inhaled more deeply. A human. A female human.

I had not expected that.

“I’m sorry,” she said, coming out from behind the crates.

The curves of her body told me that I was definitely not looking at a child but her size and weight...

She was tiny.

“I am unarmed.”

I merely gave a grunt. Even with all the weapons my ship had to offer, this tiny creature would pose no threat to me.

She took a step closer and contorted her face as soon as she had to put weight on her left foot.

“What are you doing aboard my ah’tze ship?” I asked and had to pull myself together to keep the snarling to a minimum. She flinched anyway because of the volume of my voice.

“My old crew left me behind. I just need to get to Leto 5. I have contacts there. Please.”

I shook my head. “We’ll turn around, and I’ll dump you right back where you came from.”

“Oh no, please don’t.” She limped closer. “Then I’m screwed, and you condemn me to the life of a slave.”

“That’s not my problem. You snuck on board without permission. You’ll be lucky if I merely drop you off and don’t turn you over to the authorities.” With a growl in her direction, I turned and stomped out of the cargo hold.

Because my senses were heightened, I heard her take a sharp breath as she strained her obviously injured leg again and again in an attempt to keep my pace.

“Don’t you have a heart at all? I swear that I am low maintenance. I will neither eat nor drink. You won’t hear me, you won’t see me. Just let me stay in your hold, please.”

I whipped around. “No! I like being alone!”

She winced but, to my great astonishment, did not retreat even in the face of my resentment. I noticed that her full lips shimmered bluish.

I put my fingers on her cheeks and felt that her skin was icy. The cargo hold was cooled and thus obviously too cold for a human.

Ah’tze shit!

No matter how much I liked to pretend that such things didn’t affect me at all, the opposite was true. I was aware of how greatly desired female humans were everywhere—and when I looked at my stowaway and recalled her seductive scent, I understood why. She couldn’t travel alone without risking ending up as a sex toy in a cage. For her, it was a far better option to squat in my cargo hold, even if it meant being hypothermic and without food.

I was still muttering various curses to myself as I leaned over and picked her up.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

She trembled in an almost delicious way in my arms and looked up at me anxiously. “Beverly, my friends say Bev. What about you?”

“Kheds.” I took her to my cabin and set her down on the edge of the bed before getting the first aid kit from the washroom. I could have carried her to the infirmary, but that was at the other end of the ship, and I just wanted to get this over with. I didn’t like being reminded that I had a soft side.

When I turned around again, Beverly had opened her jumpsuit and was obviously trying to take off the garment. I had never seen such a pretty pair of tits before. The delicate skin looked even paler due to the reddish tint of her nipples.

I swallowed until I remembered that I was not a predator. Or at least not always.

With two quick steps, I was at the bed, grabbing the jumpsuit and pulling it back up. “What are you doing?”

“Undressing. I know what you expect. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have taken me to your bed.”

“I wanted to tend to your wounds.” I nodded toward her shin. The bloody cut was clearly visible through the tear in her overalls.

“Oh …" Her cheeks turned red.

I rolled my eyes and only now realized how close to her I was. So close that I could only smell her enticing scent.

I rose, grabbed my comforter, and put it around Beverly’s shoulders. “Besides, we need to get you warmed up.”

She swallowed hard and pulled up the zipper of her overalls. “Thanks. I promise I won’t cause any trouble.”

Her words elicited a dry laugh from me. “I’d just love to see you even try, human.”

“I could cripple your thrusters.” She shrugged, and there was a twinkle in her pretty brown eyes.

“Are you a mechanic?”

"Yes."

I took a step back and let my gaze roam over her. “Do you know anything about ventilation systems?”

“To some extent. Do you need help?”

“Maybe. I have an idea how you can earn your stay on board. As soon as I get you patched up, I can show you.”

I bent over her leg and had trouble ignoring not only how good she smelled but also how close my head was to her lovely tits. Now that I had seen them without the distracting fabric, it was impossible to forget the sight.

Beverly drew a sharp breath as I carefully pushed up her pant leg, revealing the ugly wound. After I removed her heavy boot, her ankle also turned out to be swollen.

It was not quite clear to me what kind of cruel creatures she had dealt with, that she, a helpless human, had simply been left behind. I had not even managed to banish her from my spaceship. One look into her huge brown eyes and I had been lost. Never would I have brought myself to condemn her to a life as a sex slave. Just as I could never bring myself to accept her body as payment for staying aboard my ship. Weird, considering that I had always thought that my life as a smuggler made my moral standards quite questionable.

I took one of the smaller ice patches from the first aid kit, bent it in half, and placed it on Beverly’s ankle before reaching for an antiseptic swab and tending to the wound on her shin.

She held still and didn’t make a sound, but I could feel her breathing—how she tried to breathe evenly and calmly, but held her breath as soon as it burned or hurt.

I wrapped the bandage around her leg and double-checked the fit of the ice patch before standing up. “You should be good as new in a few hours. Can you walk?”

She bent over, put both feet on the floor, and put weight on her left leg for a test. “Yes, it’s much better. Thanks.”

When she smiled at me, it was again like a punch to the gut. With a grunt, I turned away so that she wouldn’t think that she had somehow put me under her spell.

Because she ah’tze didn’t.

“Come with me,” I grunted out and went back to the door. She followed me with hesitant steps.

“What about the blanket?”

“You can keep it. Are you still cold?”

“Not so much anymore.”

I nodded and decided to make her some hot soup as soon as possible. Great. It was amazing how quickly I had transformed into her servant, trying to read her every unspoken wish from her eyes, even though she was a stowaway, I could have shot into space without any consequence.

Surpressing a tortured sound, I stomped down the hallway and led Beverly toward the bridge. In the middle of the hallway, I stopped.

“See this outline here?” I pointed to the wall.

“Yes.”

"My father melted down all his medals and decorations when he bought the Nigal and had a plaque minted with the name of the ship. Someone stole the plaque from me. I know where it is, but I can’t get to it. The building has a ventilation shaft, though. If you break in there for me and get the plaque back, we’ll call it even."

Beverly rubbed her upper arms and nodded slowly. “Sounds manageable.”

3

BEV

A pleasant tingle ran over my body as Kheds put his hands on my butt and pushed me up. It was a neutral touch simply because I was not tall enough to reach the ventilation shaft alone.

I squeezed into the narrow opening and called up the map on my communicator. “All right,” I whispered.

“If anything goes wrong, let me know immediately,” he returned. The concern in his voice was sweet but unnecessary. I had been on far more dangerous and risky missions, which is why I was still offended that my old crew had left me behind. I was constantly willing to give one hundred and twenty percent and did my tasks without grumbling or batting an eye. To accuse me of not being useful was just plain mean.

Kheds would be a much better team member than my former crew—though it had stung a bit that he hadn’t wanted to fuck me. I wasn’t necessarily proud that I had offered myself to him. It had seemed like a good idea at the time and beat the alternative hands down. Fortunately for me, I had apparently been hiding in the ship of the only decent alien this side of the Alrai Belt.

Kheds had tended to my wound, fed me, and finally even let me have a cabin. Apart from that, however, he had avoided me like the plague. It was clear that our paths would part after my little break-in. Somehow I felt a pang of regret, but I didn’t want to force my company on him any more than I already had. The whole thing could have very well ended differently and much less smoothly for me.

My communicator provided enough light for me to see where I was crawling. I clamped the device between my lips and pulled out a simple screwdriver when I hit the first grate.

Somewhere below me, Kheds’ deep voice boomed. He would distract the pawn shop owner whose vault I was about to break so that I would get in and out undetected.

Just as I had predicted, it was a breeze. I bypassed the alarm system, turned off the huge fan, crawled between the leaves, and found the plaque on one of the shelves before heading back the same way.

As I cautiously pushed my head outside, I almost collided with Kheds, who was trying to see into the ventilation shaft.

He grabbed me with his huge red hands, pulled me out, and then patted me down as if I had been in an accident.

“Are you all right?” he asked with his voice full of concern while looking deep into my eyes.

“Of course. Here.” I held the plaque out to him, and his features softened. It was obvious that the thing had great sentimental value to him.

“Thank you,” he said.

“I have to thank you. For everything.”

Kheds let out his usual mixture of grunts and growls that he always used when he didn’t know what to say. The big Tedoleran was the epitome of a hard shell with a soft core.

We both stood rooted to the spot for a moment until I forced myself to take a step back. Kheds was doing well on his own, but I had to make sure I found the hiding place of the guys I had worked with before I had started to run with the LC Doru.

“Well then…" I said and took another step backward.

“Wait.” Kheds raised his hand, and my heart beat faster.

Didn’t he want me to leave? Would he offer me to stay with him?

“Yes?” I hoped I didn’t sound quite as desperate yet hopeful as I sounded to my own ears.

He reached into his pocket, took my right arm, and placed a few credits on my palm. “Here, you need at least a few credits to get by.”

My throat tightened because he was so incredibly nice. Should I just ask him if I could stay with him? Next to his huge form, I felt safe—despite... his size.

No, he had made it perfectly clear that he preferred to be alone, and I didn’t want to impose my company on him when it was obvious that he probably wouldn’t refuse out of mere politeness.

“Thank you very, very much. Maybe I can pay you back someday.” I tried to force a smile, but it felt more like I was about to start crying.

He waved me off, which I took as an opportunity to finally turn around and disappear among the other creatures in the marketplace before I lost control and threw myself at Kheds’ neck.

That was typical of me again. The first guy who was even remotely nice to me, and that was enough to make me fall for him.

With a sigh, I kicked away a pebble on the dusty ground and marched toward the western quarter.

On the way, I used two of the credits Kheds had given me to buy a cloak with a hood. For one thing, I wanted to hide the fact that I was human as much as possible, and for another, it was damn cold.

I pushed my way between the other marketgoers until I reached the quieter streets. To be on the safe side, I checked the address on my communicator again before entering the building. It was more of a shack than a house, and the air inside smelled stale. I pulled the hood deeper into my forehead, stepped over two drunken Faenn sleeping it off in the stairwell, and hurried to the third floor.

After looking over my shoulder several times to ensure I was alone in the hallway, I cautiously knocked on the door.

“Vanquix? Vanquix, it’s me, Bev,” I said in a muffled voice, knocking my knuckles against the door, three times short, three times long.

When the door opened, I automatically looked up, but there was no Queeler to be seen. Irritated, I lowered my gaze to eye level, then even further down. The Krunt boy was maybe six or seven years old and barely reached my belly button.

“Hey,” I said. “Is Vanquix home?”

The boy shook his head and exhaled loudly, the slits he had instead of a nose opening wide. “He has been taken by the authorities.”

Fuck, was all I could think. “Do you know when?”

“We’ve lived here now for…” He paused, raising his arms and counting through the four fingers on his left-hand several times. “Nine standard months.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks.” With my shoulders dropped, I turned and walked down the hall. And that’s how quickly my luck had run out again.

In the stairwell, I leaned against the wall for a moment and tried not to let the tears win. What should I do now? Maybe crawl before Kheds while begging him to let me onto his ship?

When I heard footsteps approaching, I decided to find the nearest tavern and have a drink before dealing with my problems once more. Kheds had probably left Leto 5 already anyway, and I was on my own.

4

KHEDS

I was already downing my second glass of Kloshlu when the tavern doors slid apart, and a slender figure in a brown cloak entered. Although the hood had been pulled far over their head, the seductive scent hit me like the four fists of a full-grown Boral.

Beverly. What was she ah’tze doing in a dive like this, of all places?

I watched as she made her way up to the bar and climbed onto one of the stools. Her pink hand came out from under the cape as she slid a credit over to the bartender. He nodded, turned, and selected one of the bottles from the shelf. He poured my little human a generous drink before placing the cup in front of her and turning back to the other patrons.

By the time the first Alpha made his way to Beverly, I had already risen from my seat. A Tedoleran’s sense of smell, while slightly better than average, was nowhere near as well developed as that of many other species. If I could smell Beverly in here, I was sure that almost every other male in here would as well.

I growled at the Faenn, who had his eyes on Beverly. After he had given me a quick once-over, he bowed his head and walked back to where he came from.

When I sat down on the barstool next to her, Beverly flinched. Hesitantly, she looked to me, and relief showed on her face. “Kheds.”

I ah’tze liked the way she said my name. “Beverly. What are you doing here? You must realize that there are safer places for a human to be.”

She sighed and put down her cup. The clear liquid in it nearly spilled over the rim. “I needed a drink after I found out my contacts had vanished. The alcohol helps with the acceptance of my new reality.”

She put the cup to her lips and threw her head back. Snarling lowly, I took it from her before she could get drunk.

“What are you talking about, human?”

With a shrug, she propped her small face in her hands. “I can basically save myself the trouble of applying to be a mechanic. There are only three jobs for me here. I could work as a dancer, and sooner or later, I’ll end up on my back. Then I could try waitressing and will probably end up on my back sooner or later. Or I could save myself the detour and start in a brothel right away.”

The idea of Beverly spreading her legs for anyone who paid for it almost made claws come out. The skin on the back of my neck tingled as the spikes pressed against it, and I had to force myself to take a deep breath.

Although it was clear to me that I had no right to decide over Beverly’s life, I was already phrasing an offer. However, I knew that I should proceed with caution.

“My next stop is Jittania Prime. The human colony there is quite large. You’ll probably find a better job among your own kind.” Or a human male who would be more than happy to take care of you. Pain shot through my arm from accidentally pressing my claws into my palm at the thought—the very same claws I hadn’t meant to extend in the first place.

She turned to me and looked at me with her big eyes. “I still don’t have credits to pay for my stay on board. Besides, I don’t want to take advantage of you. You said you’d rather be alone.”

“Nonsense.” It took everything I had not to make her an immoral offer. So far, I have never had to pay a female for sex, and I would certainly not start now. Especially since it was more like blackmail. We both knew that Beverly basically had no choice but to rely on my charity.

It wasn’t the first time today that I regretted being so ah’tze decent.

“The situation is completely different. It’s not like you’re sneaking on board this time. Come with me, Beverly.”

“Okay.” Her answer came so quickly that my confidence rose.

I let her go first because this way, I could better guarantee her safety. My little human was careful, pulled her hood lower, rounded her back, and hurried out of the tavern. She didn’t seem to have the slightest idea that her seductive smell was undoing any of her safety measures.

I kept an eye on our surroundings as we walked to the docking bay. As we passed the large gate, Beverly gave me a quick glance. “And you’re sure you don’t need another crew member? I’m flexible and not averse to dirty work like breaking and entering. You’d hardly hear or see me on board. Compared to you, I probably don’t eat much food. I swear I can make myself practically invisible. Oh, and I’m very good at following orders.”

“That’s right.” I put my hand on her shoulder and gave it a quick squeeze. “You’re such a good little human.”

A slight jolt went through Beverly’s body, and she moaned softly. I froze on the spot as that sound had definitely not come from my imagination.

She also paused and slowly turned around. Her face was fiery red under the hood. So Beverly had actually moaned, and now she was embarrassed. The only question was how I had provoked this exceedingly... interesting reaction.

5

BEV

I wanted to drop dead immediately. I wasn’t quite sure why I had so little self-control. I turned around, planning to gracefully pretend that the whole thing never happened and ask Kheds some irrelevant question about his spaceship, but even as I moved, I felt my cheeks grow hot.

Also, his face said it all—he had clearly heard my moan.

“I think I’ve had one drink too many,” I said, stumbling over the words. My throat became so tight I could hardly swallow.

“You’ve had practically nothing to drink, Beverly. I took the cup from you, remember?” He broke off, taking a deep breath. “Why did you moan?”

“I didn’t moan.” My voice sounded shrill. Way too shrill. Besides, there was absolutely nothing I could do about my panic-stricken eyes. I had never experienced anything so embarrassing. I really hadn’t. Instead of offering Kheds my body to stay aboard his ship, maybe I should pay him to take care of my needs. Until he had put his hand on my shoulder, I somehow hadn’t realized how starved for affection I obviously was.

Kheds looked around to see if anyone in the docking bay had heard me. Great. Then my voice had been not only shrill but also loud. Panic raced through my veins. Would Kheds leave me behind now? In my current state, I was exactly the opposite of quiet, discreet, and unobtrusive.

“Why don’t we board first?” As he put his hand on my back and nudged me forward, it became clear pretty quickly that it hadn’t really been a question. He tapped the display of his communicator, and with a soft hum, the ramp to the cargo hold lowered.

With every step, my heart beat faster. Was there even a hint of a possibility that Kheds was about to be struck by acute amnesia and no longer remembered my moaning when we entered the Nigal?

I took advantage of the brief moment it took him to retract the loading ramp and made my escape. If I locked myself in my cabin, I didn’t have to have any unpleasant conversations.

I didn’t get far before a large hand grabbed my upper arm and forced me to stop. Although I dug my heels into the ground, I had no chance against Kheds’ immense strength. Nevertheless, I clearly felt that he was holding back because he obviously didn’t want to hurt me.

“Beverly,” he rumbled in his deep voice. “What’s wrong?”

“Bev,” I returned. “Beverly sounds so terribly stern.”

“Oh yeah?” A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Since you’re avoiding me, I can’t help but be a little strict, Beverly.” This time he emphasized my name, and my whole abdomen tightened. Kheds tilted his head and sniffed the air before looking at me, one eyebrow raised. “Is that it? Do you like it when I’m strict? It seems to excite you, at least.”

I avoided his gaze, staring at the ground, praying it would open up to swallow me. At the same time, I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, thinking about the quickest way to get to my cabin from here once I got rid of Kheds so I could get some relief. My clit was literally begging to be rubbed until I lost consciousness.

You’re such a good little human, I repeated in my head, swallowing hard. It had sounded incredibly sexy coming out of Kheds’ mouth, but I was admittedly also into being praised—during sex. And the dirtier and filthier, the better. It wasn’t necessarily hard for me to imagine Kheds saying the exact same words while he shoved his big cock inside me, and I held still, as he had commanded me to because I was such a good little human. The idea was too much for me and almost elicited the next moan from me. I had to get out of here and to my cabin, where I could undress.

Unfortunately for me, Kheds did not give in this time. Instead, he put two fingers under my chin and gently made me look at him.

“Is it me?” he asked. “What did I do?”

I licked my lower lip and cleared my throat. “It’s not what you did. It’s what you said.” My face felt hotter with every passing second.

He frowned before lifting his dark eyebrow. “What I... oh... because I said good little human?”

I was unable to hold back the soft whimper that escaped my throat. “I’m sorry. If you just let me go, I can…” My voice trailed off because I certainly wasn’t going to tell the big Tedoleran I was planning on touching myself because he had turned me into a horny, needy mess simply with a few little words.

“Let you go?” His other eyebrow went up as well.

I forced myself to nod and looked longingly down the hallway that led to my cabin.

“No.” Kheds pushed me backward until I hit the wall. He let go of me, but I was nowhere closer to freedom yet because he braced his hands next to me instead. I was trapped between the unyielding wall and his hard body. Although he wasn’t touching me, I could clearly feel the heat radiating from his muscular body.

“Look at me, my little human,” he growled.

My heart was pounding, and I hated myself for not being able to resist him and his stern tone.

He leaned forward until his lips were close to my ear. “That’s it. Good Beverly.”

I shuddered and sighed softly, pressing my hands tightly against the cool wall to keep myself from doing something stupid like trying to rip the clothes off a full-grown Tedoleran.

“Tell me what you need.” Kheds leaned in and kissed the side of my neck. He was careful and gentle, but I had the impression that his body was literally vibrating with tension as he gave everything he had to pull himself together.

“I… I... I..." I shook my head and closed my eyes. There was a longing tug deep in my belly, and I was acutely aware of how close I was to him. Too aware.

“That wasn’t a request, Beverly. Tell me what you need so I can give it to you. There’s no need for pretending to be shy. Tell me. Now.” The last word had barely left his mouth before the alien bit into my earlobe and nibbled gently.

My whole body shook as I took a shaky breath. “Dirty compliments.”

“That’s it?” He sounded almost incredulous. “I just have to tell you that I can’t wait to see your tantalizing body naked? That I long to slide my hard cock into your sweet, wet cunt that’s only so wet for me because you’re my good... greedy... little human?”

“By all heavens!” I whispered, pressing the back of my hand against my lips before I let out a moan.

“What else? There’s more. What aren’t you telling me?” He drew his tongue across my neck, and his hand stroked up my side. He ran his fingertips over my ribs, higher and higher, until he closed his hand around my right tit.

“Harder.” My voice was barely audible, but Kheds’s eyes lit up because he had clearly heard me.

He squeezed, and bittersweet pain ran through my veins. I gave up all restraint, moaned loudly, closed my eyes, and leaned my head against the wall. My legs would soon stop carrying me—that much was certain.

When Kheds’s tongue moved to my throat, I lost it.

“Fuck me, Kheds, please!”

He needed no further motivation and lifted me up as if I weighed nothing—which I probably didn’t to him.

It took him no more than the slightest motion of his arm to push me up his strong warm body until my mouth was right in front of his. I let go of all inhibitions and pressed my lips on his. Kheds pushed his tongue between my lips. My fingers found their way into his silky black hair, and I dug them deeper, practically holding onto him for dear life.

I barely caught the beep of the door as we entered Kheds’s cabin. Only when I felt the mattress under my back did I realize we had reached our destination.

“You look so ah’tze perfect on my bed,” my Tedoleran murmured as he looked at me with gleaming eyes. “So sexy and seductive. Be a good girl and undress for me.”

I was amazed that I had enough self-control left to take control of my limbs.

As I slipped my overalls off my shoulders, Kheds grabbed my wrist without warning. “One more thing, Beverly, once my cock is inside that sweet little pussy of yours, you’re mine, and you’re going to stay here aboard the Nigal. Got it?”

“Really?” I stared at him and shivered under the intensity of his gaze.

“Yes, most definitely.” He took a step back before gesturing for me to continue. “I need someone who can take decent care of the ship.”

I licked my lips and lowered my gaze until I stopped at the tantalizing bulge. His hard cock was clearly visible through the fabric of his pants. “Hopefully, not just to take care of the ship.”

Kheds’s laugh sounded positively surprised, yet dirty.

I slipped off the jumpsuit, grabbed the hem of the tank top, and pulled it over my head.

“By all heavens,” Kheds growled, rubbing his shaft through his pants. “Do you see how ah’tze hard you make me, my little human? Touch yourself for me.”

My heart was pounding as I cupped around my breasts and gently caressed them.

My big red Tedoleran didn’t take his eyes off me. “That’s it.” Then he bent over, propped one knee on the mattress, and kissed my neck.

I gasped with pleasure as he nibbled on my earlobe again, obviously understanding how sensitive I was there.

“You look so tempting when you touch yourself. And your tits are so pretty.” Kheds’s fingertips danced over my thighs, and because I was so very greedy, I spread my legs apart, giving him full access to my pussy. Although I was wearing thin panties, I doubted that they would stop Kheds.

His hand slid higher until he was touching my pussy. “You’re wet, Beverly.” He increased the pressure a little, tracing my labia through the soaked fabric. “Such a good little human, so ready for me."

I moaned and leaned toward him, hiding my face against his neck and kissing the warm skin there. “You’re responsible for this.”

“Me?” he asked, pretending to be surprised, although he knew the truth.

“Yes, you. It’s your fault I’m this wet.”

His hand was big enough to cover my entire pussy. He pushed his middle finger down, between my pussy lips, as far as the flimsy fabric would allow. “That’s good because you’re irresistible when you’re wet for me. I want to hear you moan again.”

My entire abdomen tingled at his words, and I had to pull myself together to not beg for his cock already.

Kheds put his hand around my cheek and kissed me hungrily. I trembled when he spoke again. “Your nipples look enticing. Play with them.”

I gasped because, at the same time, he started moving his fingers between my thighs. My breathing quickened as I kneaded my breasts, drew circles around my nipples, and finally, gently pinched the sensitive tips.

“Harder,” my alien demanded.

A bittersweet shiver ran through my body as I clenched my fingers.

“That’s it.” Kheds lowered his head, kissed my throat, and pushed me into the mattress. While he impatiently stripped off my panties, I didn’t dare take my hands off my tits. I rolled my nipples between my fingers, pulling and pinching them until I could hardly breathe, stricken with desire.

I only stopped as Kheds pushed my hands away and pressed his mouth on me instead. He licked over my skin, sucked on my nipples, squeezed my tits, and gently bit the undersides.

I squirmed under the onslaught. “Oh please...”

“Be patient, Beverly. You have such beautiful tits that I could spend a whole standard day playing with them.”

My pussy clenched, desperately wanting to be filled, but Kheds didn’t care. He took his sweet time. Agonizingly much time.

Kheds clamped his teeth down on my hard nipple and pulled away while pressing against me, rubbing his erection against my thigh.

“You even taste good, my little human,” he murmured, teasing the other nipple with his tongue. “So ah’tze good!”

With a whimper, I closed my eyes and gave in to the sensations.

The Tedoleran sucked my nipples and caressed my belly. His hand slid further down until he touched my pussy. My whole body tensed because it simply felt too good.

His fingers stroked me repeatedly until I could no longer stand it, and I clawed my nails into Kheds’s strong shoulders.

“My good little human is ready for me,” he murmured, scraping his teeth over my skin. I pushed my chest out and shamelessly offered myself to him.

“More than ready!”

Khed gave a satisfied growl and pushed his fingers all the way inside me without any prior warning. My pussy clenched around his digits, pleasure erupting in my belly.

His eyes lit up. “I want you, Beverly!”

Spellbound, I looked at him, dragging my tongue over my lower lip. “How? How do you want me?”

The alien stared at my lips and slowly pushed his fingers deeper inside me. “I want your pretty mouth—I haven’t been able to think of anything else since I first saw you.”

Smiling, I reached out and dug my hand into his shirt, pulling him to me to playfully bite his neck. I knew Kheds was playing along because, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to move him an inch. “If I say please real nice, will you take your clothes off first?” I looked at him from below, fluttering my eyelashes and putting on my most seductive smile.

“You are my downfall, human. I don’t think I could ever refuse you anything.”

I stared at Kheds as he made good on his promise and removed his clothes after pulling his fingers out of my pussy. My throat tightened and went dry while my brain couldn’t even process the sight. Without the shirt, his muscular chest looked even more impressive, his shoulders broader, and his waist was simply made to wrap my legs around...

I momentarily lost my train of thought when his pants fell down, and his giant shaft sprang free. Wow. Just... wow!

Before he could say anything, I literally jumped off the bed and dropped to my knees. I wrapped my fingers around his hard length and enjoyed how it felt, the silky skin and the iron-like core.

Because I instinctively suspected that my alien would like it, I looked up at him as I stuck out my tongue and circled his glans for the very first time.

Kheds’s eyes shone brighter, and he took a deep breath. I didn’t need any more positive feedback and took him in my mouth—as deep as I could.

“You’re so ah’tze good at sucking my cock,” he gasped, and I had probably never heard a nicer compliment. His hand wrapped around the back of my head. Gently but firmly, Kheds set the pace. “That feels incredible. You have the perfect mouth, my little human. Such a good cocksucker!”

I was getting wetter by the second and pressed my thighs together. If I didn’t have something in my pussy again soon, I would probably lose my mind. I was craving an orgasm, heck, many orgasms!

His compliment made me even more eager, and I took him so deep that I had to gag. My Tedoleran let out a satisfied growl and tightened his grip on my hair. “Good little human, so pretty with my cock in your mouth!”

I was torn between wanting to go on forever because I enjoyed giving pleasure to my alien and longing for my own satisfaction.

Kheds decided for me by pulling his cock out of my mouth and staring at me for a moment before gently pulling me back to my feet.

He turned me around, bent me over the bed, and slapped his big hand on my ass.

I gasped, but it was a happy gasp. The blow had been just perfect—not too gentle, not too hard.

“Yes,” I whispered, wiggling my hips invitingly.

“Hold nice and still, my little fucktoy. Be good,” Kheds said and positioned his cock at my entrance.

I held my breath when I felt how much his fat cockhead was already opening me up. Until now, none of my partners had even come close to the Tedoleran’s size.

My concern was unfounded. I was so wet that his big shaft slid inside me without any problems. It was a tight fit and created a delicious friction, but he did not split me in two as I had feared.

Kheds pulled out and thrust into me again, quickly finding a steady rhythm of going in all the way each time. “I love how wet you are for me, Beverly. Wet and tight. You feel ah’tze great around my cock.”

My face was certainly glowing because of all the compliments, but I couldn’t get enough—neither of the alien nor of his words.

“Harder,” I begged and tried to match his movements, welcoming each thrust. With each stroke, my breasts swung back and forth until Kheds cupped them from behind with his big hands.

“I love the way your cock feels inside me!” I barely managed to say that before my eyes rolled back.

“You’re so sexy, Beverly.” Kheds dug his fingers into my tits and fucked me with increasingly rough movements.

“Y-y-yes,” I gasped breathlessly. My toes curled, and I knew I was close. The orgasm was within reach. “Fuck me, Kheds, fuck me. I need your cock! Give it to me!”

Kheds pinched my nipples, changed the angle of his thrusts a bit, and drove his cock deeper inside me. Deeper and deeper and deeper until I exploded.

My arms gave way, but my alien was there, holding me, whispering the most beautiful dirty compliments I had ever heard in my ear. He did not stop fucking me with his perfect cock until I came a second time.

When he promised to fill my beautiful pussy with his sperm, I almost passed out.

I quivered as his huge cock twitched inside me, and Kheds pumped his hot seed into me.

He slumped but had the presence of mind to turn onto his back with me in his arms beforehand, so that I came to lie on top of him. His still hard cock was still inside me, and I felt Kheds’s quickened breath stroking my hair.

“Our departure from Leto 5 will have to wait a bit,” the Tedoleran said after a while. “I’ll have to have you one more time first.”

There was a flutter in my stomach. “You really meant it? I can stay with you?”

Kheds laughed dryly. “There’s no question of ‘can’ here. You certainly will have to.”

“Well, I guess I must then.”

“Besides, I could really use a capable crew member. You did a great job with the ventilation system.”

I stroked his warm skin with languid movements. “So if that impressed you already, you’d have to see me with a safe.”

“You can crack safes?”

“Sure. But it comes at a price.”

“And that would be?" Kheds’s fingers began to gently circle my nipples.

“More of those... nice compliments.”

“I should be able to handle that, my good little girl.”

His cock twitched inside me, and I shivered. “Sounds acceptable to me. We have a deal.”

“A deal?” Kheds lifted his head and nibbled on my neck. “I was actually planning on completely exploiting you and your hot, tight, wet pussy.”

There was nothing I could do about the fact that said pussy tightened around his shaft at his words, eliciting a moan from my alien.

“I can tell,” he said, thrusting into me from below, “that this will be a great partnership.”

“The best partnership.” I shivered.

“Good girl!”

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