Avery shrugs. “He would be happy if I named him Dildo Popsicle Dick.” Her lips curl up into a mischievous smile. “Wait a second, let’s find out.”
She turns to my man and I put up my hand. “Don’t even think about it,” I say with a chuckle. “You may have these guys fooled but I know better.”
She grins. “Don’t tell on me, please.”
I raise my eyebrow and smirk. “What’s it worth to you?”
“What’s it worth to us,” she corrects. “Watch this. Turic. Pontuck.”
The two half naked males step forward and take the translators from her open palm. They place them behind their ears and Avery turns to me with a grin.
“Boys,” she says with her chin in the air. “The beautiful Saku Avery and the sexy Rolanda have tired feet. Rub them until the Saku tells you to stop.”
They drop to their knees and rush to take our feet in their strong hands. “Uh uh uh,” she says, opening her hand and waving her fingers forward. They nod as they take off the translators and place them back in her hand.
“See?” Avery says as Turic massages her feet.
I see. Pontuck rubs my feet with strong skilled fingers. I’m in heaven.
“Oh, yeah,” I say, resting my head on the back of the couch as my man digs in deep.
Avery clinks her ceramic wine glass to mine and smiles. “Welcome to Zandipor.”
We both sigh contently as we drink our wine while our men spoil us like queens. “There’s more,” Avery says, cringing.
I swallow hard before answering. “What?”
She holds her breath as she slides her animal skins up over her stomach.
“No!” I gasp. “Are you?”
She nods. “Yup. Preggers. Knocked up. I have a blue bun in the oven.”
My head slowly turns to Turic, my eyes widening. “Is it his?”
“Yup,” she says, her lips curling up into a smile. “I’m going to have my own little blueberry baby.”
My hand flies to my own stomach. It’s still hard with abs, no bump in sight. I didn’t think that we could have babies with these guys. We’re a different freaking species.
“How big is it going to get?” I ask, touching her hard stomach. “Are you going to be able to push one of these out?”
“I’ll do it for Turic,” she says with a nod. “My vagina might look like a lasagna after but I’ll do it.”
My eyes drop to the ceramic wine glass in her hand and I frown. “You shouldn’t be drinking if you’re pregnant.”
She smiles as she raises the glass to her lips and takes a sip. “Mine is just grape juice,” she says with a wink.
“Wow,” I say, leaning back down and letting it all soak in. Avery is having a baby with her blue boyfriend. I look down at Turic and smile. Maybe one day I can have one with Pontuck.
If I’m here for good, I might as well make the best of it. “I guess we’re stuck here,” I say, but the thought doesn’t terrify me as much as it used to. It actually sounds kinda nice.
“Do you really believe that about earth?” Avery asks. “That everyone we’ve ever known is dead?”
On the way here when we were trapped in the spaceship, Tin Tom let us know that due to traveling five million light years away from planet earth, everyone that we’ve ever known and loved died over a thousand years ago. It had something to do with the time warp speed. I was a bit too traumatized at the moment to hear the rest of the explanation.
“I don’t know,” I answer, looking down at Pontuck’s furrowed brow as he expertly massages my heel. “All I know is that I haven’t been this happy in a long time. Years, actually. I’m happy when I’m with Pontuck. And I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”
“You mean you wouldn’t trade multiple orgasms for anything,” Avery says with a laugh. I just clink her glass in response.
“No,” I finally say with a smile. “I wouldn’t trade him for anything.”
Avery sighs. “I don’t think you’re going to have a choice. Unless Elon Musk pulls a rocket ship out of his ass that can travel five million light years away. Preferably in the next week or so.”
She’s right. We’ll be long dead before humans get the kind of technology necessary to travel this far in this amount of time. And the spaceship that we landed in is broken.
This definitely beats planet Nuberla and the horrible Emperor Rsordan, which was where we were initially headed. I really don’t want them coming back to pick us up again.
Pontuck looks up at me and smiles before dipping his head back down and getting back to work on my sore feet. I’ll be fine right here.
I can make it work here.
With Pontuck.
twelve
“What the hell is that?” I ask as Pontuck shows me around the village. Seven Drandroka males are kneeling around a wooden shrine in the middle of the square. I shake my head and groan when I see what’s on top. Oh, Avery. What are you doing to these poor guys?
There’s a key standing up straight on the shrine and the blue aliens are huddled around, worshiping it.
Pontuck lowers his voice as if he doesn’t want Avery’s apartment key to overhear. “That is the powerful weapon that the Saku Avery uses to slay the many fang-”