I tilted my head to the side to give better access, and grinned. “Thanks. I prefer proper pants... trousers, that fit. The replicator doesn’t make my size.”
There were other items I missed having as well. Things a replicator could not make for me. Hard to find items that weren’t really available on Alara either.
His eyes swept over me seductively before he met my gaze and offered, “We can replicate whatever you need.”
I pressed my lips together. “Not everything... The replicator doesn’t know how to make...” I didn’t really want to discuss my period with him.
“Just tell me what you need and I will have Aza program it into our room’s replicator for you.”
“There are personal items I require.” I scratched my head. “For my monthlies.” There, I’d said it.
Thankfully, I had no need for them for a couple more weeks, but I wanted to be prepared.
Krin’s brows furrowed. “Then we will make a stop at the nearest space station. Tazira station is on the way. It is a civilian commerce station. There are many humans living aboard it. I will take you to human-run shops. You should be able to find these female monthly items’ you require.”
His cheeks flushed a darker shade, and I got the sense he wasn’t sure what I was referring to, but didn’t want to admit it.
“Thanks.”
My body buzzed with anticipation as I touched Krin’s cheek, aching for him, and then turned to face him, wrapping my legs around his hips. As I rocked against him, I could feel his bulge pressing into me, making my panties wet.
Krin’s response was to reach for my breasts and pinch my erect nipples. I let out a moan as I arched towards him. His kiss stole my breath as he pressed his lips against mine.
I pulled back slightly a moment later. “Can I skip my shift and get naked with you?”
He growled a deep needy sound. “Do you have to ask?”
19
Riley
OUR ARRIVAL AT TAZIRAspace station today had me excited to discover what it was like inside. On the bridge, I watched as we neared the huge structure on the holo-screen.
The station resembled an ancient spinning top in its shape. The width decreased towards the top and bottom, while the middle remained wide. Honestly, the space station was massive. Much bigger than I expected it to be.
Krin mentioned to me that the huge alien-made structure was populated with aliens of all kinds. The place was apparently a buzzing trade hub, right on the primary route that connected Alara, Tulia and a bunch of other smaller planets. There appeared to be multiple levels to the space dock.
I’d learned the station had a generous habitat area for its residents.
Krin had also warned of the existence of less pleasant areas on the lower levels of the space station, which we would stay away from. I didn’t question it, understanding that there were dangers lurking virtually everywhere in space.
On the main level there were numerous kinds of places to eat. Commerce of all kinds took place there. Excluding slave auctions.
The practice of slavery was banned in Alaran space.
Along with slave planets existing, I recently discovered that in the neutral zone, prostitution was allowed. Aliens willingly worked at establishments known as pleasure houses. Somehow,that was seen as okay since the workers were paid. People had to earn a living, who was I to judge.
How Krin knew about pleasure houses was not a question I posed, obviously.
Soon Krin and I were walking through the airlock, and stepping onto the station.
After going through security, we proceeded to the main promenade level. When my eyes took in the scene before me, I released a low gasp in surprise.
The air was filled with a variety of scents, creating a sensory delight.
Walking around us were hundreds of aliens of all kinds, shapes, colors and sizes.
Even humans.
