Kira tried to hold onto consciousness for as long as possible, but Vrox had left her so well-used that her body needed time to repair itself.

She fell asleep with his hand on her stomach and his potion of life slobbered all over her skin. Her slumber was so deep that not even the clashing of planets could wake her. Vrox, however, was pulsing with so much energy that he could stay awake for a month. His balls had already regenerated the sperm he shot into his female, ready to fill her again.

He kneeled beside the bed, unable to remove his hand from Kira's belly. If he could cry, he would be bawling by now.

The gasp of her release had breathed hope back to Ezron.

He stared at his queen's peaceful face, so taken by her that he occasionally forgot to blink. Kira was beautiful before, but now, with her hair loose on his furs, bare breasts falling and rising, womb stitching together his child, she was stunning.

She was mother nature herself.

He remained kneeling beside the bed for hours, refusing to remove his hand even when his shoulder became stiff. He ignored sleep, too.

The only pause he allowed himself was to gently wipe Kira's thighs clean of the remains of their life-making. She was so fatigued that she didn't stir. Even when the morning stretched by, she remained disconnected from the world.

When her stomach growled under his palm, Vrox nearly jumped out of his skin.

She moaned and stretched an arm out, reaching for his side of the bed and frowning when she couldn't find him. Vrox countered with a smile.

Her eyes cracked open, widening further when she found him kneeling beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" she croaked.

"Watching over you."

"You didn't sleep?"

He shook his head. "Of course not."

She sighed, "why would you do that?"

He had no idea how to explain the turbulent possessiveness that pumped through him, demanding that he guarded what belonged to him.

He stood and joined her on the bed, pulling her into his arms and kissing her hair enough times to make her giggle.

"Good day," he told her before dropping his hand to her stomach. "And good day to you too."

Kira bit her lip. "You don't know if your sperm reached my egg yet."

He grinned. "I am confident in my genetics, Kira. My family line is the royal one for a reason."

She grumbled. "You're full of it."

His teeth playfully tugged at her ear before countering, "and you are full of me."

She laughed, playfully swatting at him.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked, rolling her on top of his chest. "The only reason I am only not slapping your bottom for lying to me is that you may be carrying."

She felt far from alright. Vrox had trashed her insides.

"Yep!" she chirped. "I'm totally fine."

"Really?" Vrox pressed. "Then you will be able to get off the furs and walk outside?"

She gulped.

"Of course."

Vrox pinned her with a look, swinging off the bed and grabbing a cloth to wrap around himself. He then stared challengingly, waiting to be proven wrong.

With her head held high, Kira pulled one of the furs to her chest and swung her legs off the bed. Her pussy screamed and her knees fainted, sending her down.

Vrox was instantly there to claim her weight.

"Terran!" he scolded, sweeping her off the floor. "Stop lying to me!"

She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. I thought that if I could survive menstrual cycles, then I could survive royal Ezronian dick. I guess I was wrong."

"You will end me one day, Kira, and then you will terrorize my spirit with your games. I will never know peace again," he began to rant.

Her grin widened and she raised a hand to his stubbled chin. "You need to shave."

"Did this bother you last night when I was suckling on your slit?" he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

She chuckled. "No. I didn't mind anything you did last night."

A scowl disrupted his expression, and she cupped his cheek to guide his face down.

"What's wrong?"

"Will you bleed every time I mount you? Last night..."

She shook her head. "I'm sure it will only happen once, and it wasn't too bad. There's no need for you to feel guilty."

"What about your bleeding cycles? Will it hurt the seedling?"

The seedling.

She smiled.

"Most pregnant women don't menstruate."

"Yes?" he questioned, blasting a smile. "I will have to keep you with child forever, then."

She rolled her eyes in a purely human manner. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

Vrox carried her to the fields, placing her gently on a fallen log and leaving to pluck some fruit.

"I miss the bed," she groaned and tugged her fur closer.

"I apologize, but my chest would not allow me to leave you out of sight. I could not leave to get food, so I had to take you with me."

She didn't know what he meant, so she dismissed it as being his usual macho-alien-possessiveness.

He sat beside her on the log and scooped her onto his lap. When he held a fruit to her lips, she shook her head.

"I can–"

"No."

"I can–"

"No!" he stomped. "I will feed you."

She caved, letting him bring the food to her mouth and dote on her.

Minutes later, loud male chatter perked Vrox's ears.

"The fools have returned."

"Let's go say hi to them," she suggested, feeling bad that Vrox kicked them off camp just to he could fuck her in private.

"After I feed, bathe, and clothe you," Vrox insisted.

"But–"

"Kira!"

– • –

Two weeks later, Vrox became her second shadow. He fed her on his lap every single day for every single meal, and it took her three days to convince him that she could wash and clothe herself.

The other guys kept five feet away from her at all times, and she was sure Vrox had something to do with that, too.

"Are you sure you do not need my help?" Vrox repeated.

"Yes," she delivered for the umpteenth time.

Vrox watched from their bed as she dragged a wet cloth across her brow, arms, and hands to get ready for bed. She heard his breath hitch when she bent down to pour water over her feet.

The poor guy was sure that any move would hurt their "seedling"– if it even took root. She had no symptoms of pregnancy, so she had no idea.

"Be careful with the water. You might slip," Vrox warned, ready to launch himself off the bed and catch her.

"I'll be fine."

"Are you hungry?"

She paused.

"Yes."

He pushed himself off the bed, ready to maul the fields in pitch darkness to find her food.

"Where are you going?"

He tossed her a confused look. "To get you food."

She dropped the cloth and slowly approached the bed. She stood between his thighs, trying to ease him into a kiss.

"We can mouth-mate later," he promised. "I must feed you. You need energy for the seedling, so–"

"No. You need to relax," she eased, rubbing his biceps. "You've been running around like a headless chicken for two weeks."

He frowned. "I assure you that my head is safely secured on my shoulders."

He gripped her hips, planning on shifting her aside so he could go hunt her food.

"No," Kira rebelled, shoving at his chest. "Relax."

Without waiting to hear his complaints, she pulled at his loincloth and reached for the muscle that had potentially put a kid in her. Her lips ringed his crown, and Vrox roared loud enough that the sound vibrations dislodged something from the wall and sent it crashing.

Kira waited for a second to hear if any of his brothers were racing into the tent. When she heard nothing, she latched onto Vrox and offered a soft "mmm" that she knew he felt down to his balls.

Wanting to give attention to his sac, she tried to kneel in front of him.

Vrox's hands looped under her armpits and pulled her up, dislodging his cock from her mouth with a pop.

"No. I will not have you kneeling in your condition."

She rolled her eyes, dropped to her knees, and resumed using his dick like a straw. She was sucking his neurons out, reducing him to groans, flinching thighs, contracting abs, and seizing fingers. He was primal under her– not human, not Ezronian, simply an unhinged male.

His disoriented eyes found hers. He was lost within the small mouth of a Terran woman, seeking the pearly white gates to heaven. He was proof that women could conquer any species in the universe.

Kira lapped and suckled, charging him, beckoning him to shoot a fresh load into her. When she groaned her demand, the vibration had him exploding like a dam.

Vrox descended from his high and glowered at the female between his thighs that was struggling to swallow.

"Mothers, woman. How many times have I told you to stop these risky maneuvers of yours? I told you that I did not want you on your knees. You..."

He pulled her into his arms as he ranted, and she smiled through it because she noticed that he was absentmindedly caressing her back.