The First She ✓

FIFTY ONE

"So you're going to beat Ak's meat?" she repeated with a grin.

"I suppose," Vrox shrugged.

She guffawed unattractively. She was sure that she looked like a mess with her hair plastered all over her face, her naked breasts jiggling with every laugh that racked her, and her mouth wide open.

Through her teary mirth, she saw Vrox looking at her the same way she stared at Vee. He adored her– awkward laugh and all.

"What is so amusing? I have not jested."

"You– you said you were going to beat Ak's meat!"

Vrox crooked his head. "Yes. Do Terrans find brutality amusing?"

He didn't understand what was so funny about the idea of him beating his brother up. Kira, as devastatingly female, intelligent, and endearing as she was, sometimes said things that left him scratching his head.

Kira was still giggling as she laid back on the water and floated. Vrox hovered over her, watching the precious sight of water dipping between the valley of her breasts, leaving her dusty peaks for his irises to devour.

"Float next to me," she requested.

"No, thank you," he declined, dropping his gaze to the small island between her legs. "I am fine standing."

"Come on," she chuckled.

He raised a hand from the water and tenderly skimmed his fingers over her belly, trying to be careful with his claws. Kira's belly was flat, not pudgy like her behind. Vrox didn't discriminate, though. He liked both parts equally.

Every inch of the Terran was a sight to behold. The fates must have scouted the stars for eons, looking for the inspiration needed to craft a creature as fine as her.

Eyes the color of the earth, body gently curved like the waves of Ezron's oceans. Her face was rounded like the moon, but behind her face rested hundreds of planets of knowledge.

There was more to Kira than an appealing surface. Like the lake they were currently basking in, she was deep.

"You okay?"

He smiled down at her before ducking his head and sucking the small pool that had formed in her belly button.

She gasped.

"I am now," he grinned and then laid down to float beside her.

"It's kinda weird knowing that I'm not a citizen of this sky," she mused, staring at the blue.

"You are not its citizen, yes, but you will rule beside it."

This had her moving her eyes to him.

Many times, she had wondered if Vrox had plans to reconstruct Ezron's government. As the only father on the planet, he had the strongest claim on the throne. He wasn't the firstborn, though. Akdronis was the eldest, followed by Ni'ev and finally Vrox.

Would Ak be interested in the throne? So far, he couldn't offer Ezron an heir since his relationship with Nebula was rocky. What would happen if he somehow managed to steal her heart and was gifted fatherhood?

"To rule beside the sky?" she echoed.

"Yes."

"You will rule too, then? But under who?"

"I do not care," Vrox replied. "I do not care if I am the one leading, or following one of my brothers. I can do both efficiently."

She expected nothing less. Vrox wasn't greedy, but he wasn't neglectful either. He was an honorable brother and lover. She was sure that he would be a great father as well.