Page 78 of Mazorium Buys a Human

“All the pools are within human tolerances, but different temperatures," I explained, setting down the bundle of blankets, pillows, and towels I’d packed.

She leaned over to test the nearest body of water with her hand.

“That’s only tepid,” she said with a disappointed frown.

I nodded in the direction of the bubbling water. “They become warmer as they get closer to the source.”

She was quick to move all the way to the largest pool closest to the source. When she put her hand in, she sighed with happiness.

“This one is perfect!”

“Are you sure?” I asked, mildly concerned. “That one is at the upper limit of human tolerance."

She was already stripping out of her clothing and setting it in a neat pile on a rock near the pool. She didn’t answer as she stepped into the water and lowered herself onto a natural rock ledge. The pools were narrow but deep. She could easily step to the center and be deep enough for the water to cover her head.

She moaned as the water lapped at her neck. “Perfect.”

I rushed to follow, worried she might slip and breathe water into her lungs. I read that could happen to humans. I stripped out of my belt and pants and joined her.

It was hot enough that I found it mildly uncomfortable. Our sides had to press tightly together to fit, so I picked her up and settled her in my lap. That allowed her a nicer seat and more room to let her limbs float out into the water.

“Maz, you’ll never know how good this feels,” she murmured. She closed her eyes and let her head rest on my shoulder.

“We can come back,” I said, happy to know I’d found a treat for my beautiful human.

“When we leave this planet, I’m going to miss this the most,” she said.

“Along with a bigger flier, I’m also looking into retrofitting the cleansing unit with a Doringo bathing bowl. They are an avian species and like to sit in water to preen their feathers. One of their bathing bowls would be big enough to fit you.”

“But would it fit both of us?” she asked. “I like having you in here with me.”

“I will look for a bigger one,” I said quickly.

We sat in silence, listening to the soft sounds of the wilderness around us. The water in our pool rose and spilled over into the next one at regular intervals with a quiet burbling. I had to acknowledge this was a relaxing and peaceful way to spend a morning.

I think Mika might’ve drifted into a light sleep, trusting me to keep her safe from discomfort or drowning. As time passed, Ibegan to worry about her spending too much time in the water. It couldn’t be good for delicate human skin.

“Mika, we should get out of the pool,” I murmured into her ear, kissing the delicate shell. “I have lunch packed in the shuttle. We could have a picnic here before leaving.”

She came awake with a stretch and a loud exhalation of breath. “That sounds nice, but there’s something I’d like to do first.”

Before I could ask what that was, she turned to face me, straddling my lap. She moved her face close and pressed her lips to mine.

I parted my lips and our tongues met. Lip presses were one of my favorite things Mika had taught me about being intimate.

She rubbed her sex against me and moaned into my mouth. My little human wanted pleasure, and I was happy to give it to her.

While we kissed, I moved my hands to cup her backside. She’d put on weight under my care, and I reveled in the soft parts of her. They were proof she was healthy and happy.

I squeezed her butt, making her moan. As much as I wanted to toss her onto the smooth rocks behind us and dive my face between her legs, I’d learned the more I drew this time out, the more powerful her orgasm would be.

It was hard to hold off when she begged to climax, but I’d become better at refusing.

She ended the kiss and pulled back. “I want to see you emerge.”

My brain was moving sluggishly so I sounded a questioning rumble. “What?”

She giggled and moved off my lap. “Stand up and sit on the edge of the pool. I want to see your dick get hard and come out of your protective pouch.”