her hips off the bed to meet him, moaning with desire. Her hands stroked the male’s skin, touching him, kissing him. And then the male came; he knew the moment when the male fused with the female, and she seemed to catch the sensations running through him and came too. Her voice was high pitched, crying out in ecstasy.
“End sim.”
The couple disappeared and the room once again stood empty. Ishk went over the way he had mated with Evie. She had never made those noises. The first time he had taken her she had looked sad, and now he knew why: she had gained no satisfaction, no real pleasure from their lovemaking. However, she had still taken him to their bed last night, despite knowing Ishk was a selfish Karalian who cared nothing for her.
Needing to see her, he logged off the sim and exited, planning to get his work done early and then returning to her. He wanted to put his newfound knowledge to the test, to see if he could reach out to this human in some way. If only so that if she were ever taken by another male she would not compare him unfavourably.
Deep in thought, knowing he had barely any control of his emotions, he walked quickly to the sanctuary of his office. Yet as he moved through the corridors he had a strange sensation and was shocked, when he looked up, to see Okil walking towards him with Evie.
Chapter Twenty-Two – Evie
Evie was nervous to go back to the tower, even though Okil accompanied her.
“It won’t take too long. Lytril asked for a new tag to be put in your neck, and while we are there he suggested a full body scan, to check there are no internal injuries that we don’t know about. Although you are looking better.”
“My body still hurts, but not so bad. The ocatha has healing properties, doesn’t it? Not just pain relief.”
“Ishk would know more, he likes his plants and things, but yes, I believe it helps repair the blood vessels damaged by bruising.”
“He does like his garden, doesn’t he?” She smiled, thinking how peaceful Ishk looked when he was tending his garden. It was a pity it didn’t spill over to any other part of his life.
“He does. Here we are.” Okil opened the door and led her into what looked like a very modern operating theatre.
“Just the chip, right?” she asked.
“Yes, Evie, we do not undergo alien experimentation as some of your old movies would have you believe.” Okil’s eyes shone with humour, and she was grateful he hadn’t teased her more than that.
“You’ve seen those?”
“They are a favourite on some Screen channels. A beam of light, which transports you to an alien spacecraft. I find it amusing that all of the aliens are bad.”
“And you are most definitely not?” she joked.
“We have been, Evie. I cannot deny that.”
“But you’re trying to change?” A thread of fear trickled down her spine.
“Most of us are.”
“Then there are those like Ishk, who would rather take what they need and leave the rest of the human race to become extinct,” Evie said.
“Yes. But it goes deeper than that. We have spent a lot of our time exploring space, and apart from the need to take females to breed with, we have adopted a do not interfere policy . It is not just Ishk who has to change; it is also the deep space pilots. They are used to turning around and leaving species to their fate if we have no use for them. They are our warriors, and they are trained to be how you humans would say, ‘heartless.’”
“I didn’t know that. I can understand that you would end up spending too much time helping other species. But I don’t think I could turn my back on anyone in need.”
“We have one goal, just like every other life in this universe. Procreation.”
“Ahh, hello, Evie. I am Darl.” A Karalian dressed in white tunic and pants came to her through another door, holding out his hand. “Okil tells me this is one of your customs.”
She took his hand and felt a tingle of electrify up her arm. “It’s nice to
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