Page 45 of The First Alpha on the Planet
“Apologies for my mate.” Sarka cleared his throat.
“No apologies needed. You’d find good company among the Terran born.” Liru smiled, and I shook my head.
“Wait… Can you makeseedmore delicious?” Tsul glanced up, eyes wide.
“Oh, I got this one. There’s like, these compounds in the fruits I’ve analyzed here…” Merriel popped up a window for Tsul, and we’d officially lost the little spaz to the never-ending Terran debauchery. “Wait…”
He had a diagram open of anatomy and frowned. “I thought betas had two phalluses!”
Roan frowned.
Sarka shook his head.
“If it’s just the one, no thanks.” Tsul continued his reading as Sarka glanced over, eyes wide.
“They have been remarkably informative,” Zurok said, his grin widening toothily.
“Then it is decided, we shall take an appropriate beta specimen’s seed, and your alpha’s seed and make sure the threat is annihilated.” Sarka folded his arms and stared me down expectantly, like I could just reach in my pocket, whip out a baster, and go for it.
“Well…” I cleared my throat. The idea of donating seemed a little less concerning, and I glanced at Roan, who gave a nod of approval.
“You’re required to be a participant, too, Roan,” Liru laughed. “You’re mated. Some of your ejaculate would stabilize his, since your immune systems are linked, now.”
“I hate this planet,” Roan muttered. “Fucking space jizz lizards.”
I lost track of the conversation as we stared one another down. I was in love; I was certain.
“Jizzards!” Merriel announced before athwackinterrupted him.
“Ignore him, his programming is broken.” Leticia’s voice held all the ire I’d ever known it to have.
“I like this. Jizzards!” Tsul laughed. “Wait, what is this word,jizz?”
“Not it!” I said, touching my nose as Zurok and Liru followed suit.
“I fucking hate you all.” Roan sighed and prepared himself to educate a previously unperverted species.
Chapter Eighteen
Roan
I rolled over among crisp, clean sheets and reached an arm over to pull the nearest body into mine and inhaled deeply. Zurok’s peppery scent inundated my senses, and our tails twined with comfort until Wallace’s joined ours, and Liru, somewhere, snored, his foot somehow jamming into my side. But I didn’t mind. Not at all.
Between the twist of bodies, I reached around, grateful for internal genitals as my hand flopped over Liru’s groin in my search for our eggs.
“Mnnn…not until we’re in our bed, Zuu.” Liru squirmed, and I was awake in a way Ireallywish I wasn’t. I sat up and glanced about becausesomethingwas bothering me, an urgent and alert sensation mired with frustration. As I found the plainer of the two eggs I birthed, I found it rocking and pulsing.
“Liru?” I shook his leg and earned a soft whimper and mewl. Zurok jerked awake and sat up, searching about with a sleepy sort of hunger in his eyes that immediately swept from his gaze as he saw my egg.
As part of the census and tracking, we’d been obligated to let the medical center scan the egg to see what the gender would be, but we wanted a degree of mystery, so we’d agreed to know the genders, but not which of our eggs was which. So, as we pushed our eggs together and stared, we waited with bated breath as I slapped at Wallace to wake.
Maybe alphas weren’t as attuned? I wasn’t certain, but he blinked up at me with unfocused eyes and shoved someone’s arm out of his space before leaning over, staring down at our fidgeting egg.
The whole process moved so fast that I wasn’t certain what to expect, and I had little time to prepare. The little one would sleep with us, and really only needed space to climb and run—as it’d spend its first year learning hunting and mobility fully, while language would develop fast. Creativity and problem-solving—which would require toys and play—would come later. Still, we had no idea what was reallygoodfor Naleucian hatchlings.
We weren’t even sure that what Vil and Noel were doing was technically correct. Nexus could snatch strix out of the air and do a backflip on the way down with his little underdeveloped wings.
“What ya thinking, Roan?” Wallace nudged my shoulder.
