16. Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

J enna woke up when she felt something long and wet on her foot. She cried out and sat up to find Kala sitting next to her and SaKura's feet. They were lying in the grass and no one else was around. Her soft cry of shock woke SaKura up.

"Kala!" Jenna cut him off

"You're the best doggie ever. Come, hug me." Kala came to her side and let her hug him before he started trying to sit in Jenna's lap. She turned to look at SaKura, who was looking like he was about to be arrested for murder or told that he owed the government millions.

"You realize he's not a dog, right?" He's a—."

"Don't listen to him, baby boy. You're a highly sophisticated and futuristic animal of man's, well, in this case, woman's best friend. I know you and I love you." She hugged him tight and placed a kiss on his nose. "Mommy's baby boy."

"Your baby bo y could kill a human in less than two minutes." SaKura pinned her with his eyes.

"You're so intelligent and look at all the things you can do. No killing the evil men unless they try to kill you or me. Try to pin them to the ground first, but if they hurt you, all bets are off."

"Do you realize what you just did? He's an intelligent animal. The jury, as you call it, is still out on whether he has a higher level of understanding, but we give all Draxar's a language translation chip when we take them off-world. You just allowed him to kill."

"No, I let him know when it was allowed. That's more than I can do with a pit bull or a rottweiler." SaKura gave her an incredulous look before shaking his head.

"Cover your bits and danglers, I have clothes," Amelia called out, staying a respectful distance away. Kala's low growl dared her to come closer.

"It's okay, baby boy. That's my cousin, Amelia. I'll introduce you to her properly after we're clothed. Drop the clothes and we will get them."

"Yep, right? Anything to stay away from the alien killer. They call the purple people eaters monsters. They've never seen their pets."

"Amelia!" Jenna wanted to chastise her and laugh at the same time. Hadn't she thought of them as purple people eaters more than once?

"I'm out."

"I'm so." She stopped when realizing that SaKura had one arm around his front and the other over his mouth, trying to hold his laughter. "That's my cousin, Amelia. You might not remember her with all that's happened recently."

He finally sat up straight. "She has a lovely dry humor."

"I think she's a pain in the rear, but whatever. Where's Kala going?" He went to retrieve the bag. Kala took the handles into his mouth and pulled the bag back to them.

"You're wicked smart baby boy and mommy loves you."

"Why don't you have a pet?" SaKura was putting on the loincloth Rakha sent. Jenna was putting on a pair of shorts and a top. She noticed Bella had sent no underclothes, but the top was one she got from Rakha that would support the weight of her chest.

"I've never had a home. A place where I knew I could raise a cat or a dog." She sounded sad. "Now I have Kala. Why would I need another pet?"

This relationship amazed her. Somehow, without understanding what was happening, she fell into it. Now she was fighting with herself, asking if she should allow this in her life. Who allowed themselves to fall into a relationship without initially realizing it? Was it a thing that adults did unconsciously? There was always some strange question needing to be answered in her life.

"What happened to me?" That was the more important question. She was sure she was going to die. Why was she still alive?

"I happened to you. We can go home and talk, or would you feel more comfortable if your sister was around? We can go to Bella and Rakha's domicile."

No, was the right response. She didn't want Bella caught up in this. That was silly. Jenna was in this mess because of Bella. "Yes. Let's go to Bella's." The fact that he referred to the domicile as Bella's and Rakha's was a plus in his favor. She had been so sure that he was going to act like a spoiled prince who wanted everyone around to wait on him. She thought he wouldn't have time for a female, seeing her as nothing but a babymaker. Someone to get the next prince or princess from and then she'd die, and he'd be off to another conquest. That's not the male he appeared to be. The jury was still out, but she now believed he differed from her first impression of him.

They took their time walking to the house, giving Amelia time to tell everyone about Kala. Jenna figured Rakha already knew, but he would need time to calm Bella down.

The low hum of the doorbell rang when they approached, and then the door opened, letting them in.

"We're in the living room," Bella called out. "Thad and Cleo are in the kitchen making the two of you something to eat and bringing snacks for the baby," Bella said, the last part in a higher voice. Feminine and masculine laughter came from the kitchen, letting her know they heard her.

"Neither of you had better sit on my couch. Super-duper senses suck when it comes to smell." Bella pointed down the hall to the guestroom.

"She's politely saying we need to wash our behinds before we're allowed on the furniture." Kala's low growl had Bella jumping onto Rakha's lap as she tried not to look panicked.

"I'll introduce Kala," Rakha said.

"Do you remember Rakha?" SaKura was crouched next to Kala. "Brother and friend." He was talking in his native language, but Jenna had the translator chip. Amelia didn't have one. She was sure they were from the devil and devised to lead them to hell.

Kala approached Rakha with slow steps. Within minutes of scenting him, they were rolling around on the floor. SaKura gave a disgusted grunt.

"He is a Draxar, a trained ferocious animal, not a house pet." He glared at his brother before turning to face Jenna. "Shower?"

Jenna laughed. She couldn't help herself. Any male who could make her laugh and not tremble in fear was someone special in her book. SaKura was behind her, and she wasn't scared or hunched over, waiting for the first blow to come. Although she would never advocate for every human to find herself a Diza male, she was happy that one found her. She was happy. It was such a miraculous thing to say. When she and Bella left the sperm donor's house, it wasn't happiness that greeted her; it was a relief. Maybe she could have been happy and there had to be times of the feeling in her life. Most of the time, they were afraid of being tracked down and dragged back.

She stepped into the shower with SaKura. He placed a hand on her hip giving her a chance to say no. She'd never gotten frisky in a shower.

"One day we'll have to take our time and do this in a bed." She kissed him before the words she spoke were off her lips and teasing his ears. He pulled her close before picking her up. She wrapped her legs around his hips. It was easier to kiss this way. He didn't need to bend, and she wasn't on her toes looking for extra height.

SaKura's tongue dominated her mouth, making her want more. She wiggled in his arms, the heat and warm water helping her gain momentum.

"I love how you kiss." Jenna was gasping for air now that they had broken apart. His kisses made her forget the need to breathe. His sexy growl answered her words.

His head went to her neck, licking the place he bit when they first came together. He scented the spot and took time to lick it, but moved on, aware they were in the shower. His hand played over her back while he took a nipple into his mouth.

"Sit." It came out as part of a moan. She tightened her legs around him before pushing on his chest to get him to walk backward. There was a bench in the shower. She didn't know why her sister put it there, but she knew how to use it. One click of a button turned on the shower heads that surrounded the bench.

SaKura sat, loosening his hold on her so he could caress her. Jenna wiggled on his lap before she scented the shoulder she bit. Using her blunt human teeth, she bit him again, eliciting a growl from him. He switched nipples as she ran her hands over his chest.

"I never knew that I could love being touched." She knew that it wasn't just her body reacting to being touched, it was the person doing it. There was something about SaKura that made her feel safe. With that safety came the ability to relax and experience love at a deeper level. That's what making love was to her. It was about going deeper. The intimacy of the action not only allowed her body to be open and receptive, but her heart and mind as well.

When his finger traced the lips of her pussy before sinking in, she gave a loud moan. Her hands went to his cock, playing with it. She wanted him to get harder, which was going to be hard. She giggled at her play on words while stroking him.

"We shouldn't do this in your sister's bathroom."

"I know you're right." She went up on her knees around him. Taking his cock in a firm hand, she lowered herself until it was touching the opening of her pussy. "Do you want to stop?"

"Jenna," he growled, while he thrust up.

"Didn't think so." It came out on a gasp that was followed by a bitten-off moan.

Those heightened senses included sound, and she wasn't trying to alert Bella to what she was doing.

"You feel so good." She rocked on his cock before lifting herself and starting the age-old primal movements. On Earth or Diza, some things seemed to be the same. SaKura met her move for move. "Where have you been all of my life?"

Her pace was picking up. She needed more, needed to get closer to him. If she could crawl into his skin, she would. Wait, no she wouldn't; that sounded kind of murderous to her. This was good, it was what she needed.

SaKura's hands went to her waist, picking her up and then dropping her on his cock. She screamed and howled in pleasure, not caring or thinking about who might hear her. He had taken this to the next level, and she was there for it. Pleasure shot through her like the Fourth of July fireworks going off. She moaned and made breathless sounds. There were times when wails came out. Her nipples got harder reminding her of… SaKura took a nipple into his mouth, sucking. She howled from the pleasure of her nipples combined with her pussy. She felt herself sucking him in deeper. The walls of her pussy clung to him, not wanting to give up the ultimate treat. Nirvana tried to sweep her away, causing her to throw her head back. She felt it. God, she loved the feeling of her orgasm building. It was waiting like the ocean for it to be high tide. Her orgasm grew from a tiny ball to an enormous wave that would roll over her, swamping her in pleasure and making it impossible for her to move.

"SaKura." She was chanting his name as she bounced on his cock. Her breasts bobbing up and down. "SaKura, SaKura, SaKura!" Her orgasm broke, taking her with it on the journey of a lifetime.

She passed the tops of trees until she got to the land of fireworks. She watched the beauty of them explode around her and then she was frolicking in the clouds. Every moment with SaKura took her higher. Now she was whizzing around the stars, and he was right there with her. She felt his seed when he exploded inside of her and wanted more. Then he was pulling out.

She looked at him with accusation in her eyes.

"We don't want to be stuck together in a shower."

Darn it. At least one of them could still think. She laid her head on his shoulder. Soon it was going to be time to face the music.