“Veck.” Gorde growls. “Looks like we’re having an issue with the GPS controller module. I knew the mechanical team was putting the upgrades in before they were ready.”
“Well, let’s take a look.” I sigh. “With all the work you and I do on our fighter craft, I’m sure we can figure out a simple transport problem.”
“We don’t need to rely on the GPS,” Danica points out. “We can just self-drive.”
I fake a sigh of horror. “Don’t say such a thing! We’re on a relaxing day, Danica. Not a working trip. Please be sure to honor the difference.”
“Oh, Master, my abject apologies.” She giggles and pretends to bow to me. “Forgive me for insinuating that you should use a single brain cell on this pleasure outing.”
“Apology accepted.” I narrow my eyes, “If you agree to suck my hard cock later.”
She purses her lips. “Hmmmm…agreed. If you, in return, lick me until I scream with pleasure.”
I can’t resist a smile from spreading across my face at the idea of her delicious pussy. “Definitely agreed.”
Gorde already has the panel snapped open and extracts the module, a small device of silver and wires. “Here’s the culprit.” He turns it over. “I think.”
Danica’s at his side in an instant. “This isn’t too different from the way we control charge capacitance on the phaser.” Her voice is thoughtful, and she taps her cheek with her index finger.
“Oh?” Gorde raises his eyebrows and smiles.
She crosses her arms over her swelling belly. “Oh indeed.” She scowls, then bursts into laughter. “Hand me a robotool and I’ll show you how to fix it.”
“Oh, you will?” I can’t resist this, but at the same time, part of me is rooting for her to be right. I certainly don’t know how to fix this on the fly—I’m sure I could figure it out, given enough time, but I’m curious to see if Danica really knows what she’s talking about.
Gorde gives her the device and she bends over, her silky hair falling all over her shoulders.
“Let’s see…” She frowns. “Oh, look. This wire has come loose.” She points with the tip of the tool, and Gorde leans in, casually placing his hand on her ass as he does it.
She laughs and smacks his arms. “Pay attention. The lead isn’
t making consistent contact with the connection, which is why the control screen was cutting out intermittently. See?”
“I do see.” But Gorde’s looking at her face, not at the device. He’s impressed, and so am I.
“I’ll do it. You shouldn’t be working with the solder material. There’s lead in it, and that can’t be good for developing young.” I extract the tools I need from the cabinet. “Danica, you’re—that’s incredible.” My heart is full.
She smiles and waves her hand, but a flush comes over her face and the smile that comes is a happy one. “It’s nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.” Gorde puts his arms around her. “A mate who’s as beautiful as the Tellurian constellations, who bears our young, and who’s also a genius? How did we get so lucky?” He touches her face. “We’re the best team ever. The three happiest beings on this planet.”
And as I reconnect the loose wire, fixing the connection so that the current flows through it the way it was meant to go, what I think to myself is that he’s right. The three of us are inextricably linked, and when we’re in sync—like in this moment—the energy that flows among us is the most remarkable thing I’ve ever felt.
Chapter 13
Danica
“So the other night?” Janette, a young human who lives in the dome beside ours, lowers her voice and puts her hand on my arm, leaning in. “My two mates tried this new…thing. And Mother Earth, was it fantastic!” Her whole face glows. I have to say—all the human females I’ve met on Zandia so far seem happy with their situations.
“Oh, have more strawberries. I grow them using a proprietary mix of fertilizer that I made myself.” She points out back to her ecodome greenhouse, then pushes the basket over to me.
“These are so good.” I cram another red berry into my mouth and it bursts into a symphony of flavor on my tongue. “Don’t leave me hanging. What thing do you speak of?” I raise my eyebrows and give her a stern look. “Now I’m dying of curiosity.”
She laughs and looks toward her sleepdisk. “So they got this device from Dr. Daneth that goes into my ass, like a plug, and it vibrates. With a cock in my pussy and that in my ass? Oh, the orgasm was phenomenal. You should get one for you and your mates.” She nods, and glances across the room at her small twins, little human boys who are giggling and chattering together, planning mischief.
“Watch out for those two,” I say, with a grin, before I think it through. “They’re planning to climb the trellis outside the dome during their nap time, the one for the hibiscus vines. They think they can make a clubhouse up there out of discarded trans boxes.”
“What?” She tilts her head. “How do you know that?”