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Alik

" I t's just a movie, Alik," Jovi laughs at me as I check myself in the mirror one more time. "The lights will be off. She won't notice all the preening you've done."

I feel my lip curl as I shoot him a look that I hope conveys that I hate him right now. I haven't been preening. I showered, made sure my hair dried in a way that didn't make me look like I'd just woken from a long night of sleep, and then brushed the entirety of my body to catch any loose hairs and make my pelt softer.

Okay, so maybe I've preened a little bit, but not enough that Jovi needs to be talking about it or giving me a hard time.

He's been out there, speaking with Sloane like they're friends for the last couple of days while I've been in self-imposed isolation in our room. It's my own fault for losing my cool when I saw Sloane shaking Phial's hand, but still, Jovi could be showing some camaraderie with me. Or at least not rubbing it in my face that he's gotten close to Sloane. Not as close as we want to be, but way closer than me.

Getting to see Sloane's breasts through the cameras has almost made all of it worth it because I don't think that would've happened if I was as accessible as Jovi is. Unless he's been seeing her breasts in person. I narrow my eyes in accusation but don't get to call him out on seeing her naked before he's speaking.

"She asked me to invite you," Jovi says as he slaps me on the shoulder.

I eye his chest, noticing how his pelt is set in a specific swirled pattern that can only be done through brushing. He notices the accusation before I can even fully form it in my mind.

"Yes, I preened too. She also told me she wanted me. So, let's go and court her together."

I shrug Jovi's hand off me. "We can't court a female who won't want us when this is over."

"We can try." Jovi shrugs, the smile still on his face because he's never without it. I don't even know what could wipe the look off his face, especially when Sloane's the topic of our conversations.

I wish I could have his enthusiasm about Sloane, but I'm worried I'll like her too much. No, I'm not worried about that because it's already happening. I hear her laugh through the halls sometimes, see her make everyone smile, and watch as she integrates so well with the crew.

I've already decided I like her too much and I don't even know her. Getting to know her and trying to impress her will only end with Jovi and me getting hurt or hurting each other.

"Maybe I'll stay in here tonight." I start to pace the room, not wanting to stay all alone for another night but also not wanting Sloane to see how much she affects me. "I'll make a fool of myself."

"You already have," Jovi laughs, causing me to snarl and snap my teeth at him. "Come on, Alik, she knows you've been hiding in here, and she knows it's not because you don't like her. Just go to the living room with me and show her you care enough about her wants to show up and watch a movie."

I rub at my temples, trying to talk myself out of the tailspin I'm in. I want to go out and watch the movie. I want to be in the same room as Sloane, and I want her to know that I'll do anything she asks. What I don't want is to be seen as some simpering male who would do anything to get laid.

The things I'm feeling, the overwhelming need to provide, have nothing to do with what's between her legs. If they did, at least, then I would know it's just my cock needing attention. No, this is some deep, internalized feeling down to my core. A feeling I've never felt, and it scares me just how badly I seem to want her.

The want also comes with the loss of control that happens to males sometimes when we want a female too much. It's a loss of control that I can't be having around Sloane if I don't want to ruin not only the friendships she has here on our crew but also our standing with the pleasure crew company. I don't lose myself, but even just thinking about Sloane has me falling into my base desires and letting that part of me come to the forefront of my mind.

"Fine," I mumble.

Jovi grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me out the door before I can change my mind. I grumble under my breath about anything and everything until we're standing in front of the living room door.

Jovi looks me up and down, narrows his eyes on some of the hair on my chest, and uses his hand to smooth it down. When he finishes, he looks at me expectantly, and I'm too good of a friend not to help him.

This whole routine reminds me of when we were still living on Varon and preparing for new housing ceremonies. The memories have my lips pulling up, but I press them back tight when Jovi shoots me a questioning glance.

We both want to impress Sloane and want her to find us both attractive since she'll be servicing both of us. We've always shared. It's customary on our planet. Thankfully, Jovi and I have always enjoyed being friends and sharing females. Some males are assigned partners they can't stand, and many fights happen over who can be with the female they're currently with.

"You look good," I say after looking over his body.

We've both discarded our harnesses that buckle between our arms and over our chests that carry our blasters and daggers. There's no need to have them strapped to us on the ship, where we have plenty of weapons hidden all over the place. Each piece of furniture in the living room has at least one blaster or dagger hidden somewhere inside or on it.

Without our harnesses, our chests are bare. Finding shirts for our species anywhere outside our own system is rare, and when we find them, they're expensive. So, shirts are only worn when necessary. We have some tank tops that we've made by cutting holes into the sides of shirts, but at that point, why even wear a shirt when my nipples can be seen if I move in certain ways?

Movie night in the living room when trying to impress a female means no shirt. That leaves us in just our pants. Jovi's wearing shorts in a soft material that he usually wears around the ship when we're not about to leave it. I'm in longer pants but of the same material, both of us hoping that the dress code is leisure wear or we'll be sticking out. Not that there are too many people here, but Essa, Phial, and Holoth will rib us mercilessly in front of Sloane if we look foolish. It's something I don't want to happen.

I'm about to tell Jovi that maybe I should change into something different and maybe even put on a shirt when the living room door slides open. My stomach flips as I look over and see Sloane standing there, staring up at both of us with a bright smile.

My eyes fall down her body and the lack of clothing that I see. She wears a tank top, with no bra underneath, if her nipples poking through tell me anything. Her shorts are so short I don't know if they can be considered actual clothing or undergarments.

It takes all my willpower not to spin her around so I can see just how little her clothing actually covers. Her curves are mesmerizing, and the softness of her belly peaks out between the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her shorts.

I somehow bring my eyes back up to her face and cross my arms over the deep purple blooming on my chest. My eyes slide over to Jovi, who's doing the same.

"Oh good," she says, grabbing each of us by one of our hands and dragging us in. "I was just about to come find you both."

Sloane pulls us into the living room, and I ignore the annoying smirks on everyone else's faces. Essa lays out on her couch, already wrapped up in two blankets, three pillows surrounding her, and her horns wrapped up for the night as she snacks on some weird dish from her planet.

Holoth and Phial are sitting in their respective recliners, feet thrown back. Holoth looks like he's about to fall asleep but was at least staying up late enough to see Jovi and me make fools of ourselves in front of Sloane.

We're dragged to the back of the room where the other couch is. Sloane's made a comfortable spot for herself. One of the blankets is bunched up where she was sitting before she came to find us. Her drink's in one of the cup holders on the side, and a bowl of the same disgusting food Essa's eating is on the floor.

I move toward the loveseat off to the side, knowing Sloane probably wants her own space like Essa, who enjoys taking up the whole couch just for herself. Sloane's fingers flex in my hand and tug me back as I try to step away.

"I was hoping you'd both sit with me."

She stands in front of me, her arms pressing together, the pendant smothered between her breasts, making a beautiful sight. I snap my eyes back up to her face just in time to watch her hide her smile, stifle a small laugh, and flutter her eyelashes at me. My heart does the same thing it's done every time I've heard her laugh. It swells and thunders and makes me feel warm for absolutely no reason.

"You'll sit with me, right?" she asks, her voice playing at being innocent.

I rub the back of my head, looking around at all the others. They're now talking amongst themselves, trying to figure out what we're watching tonight. Well, Phial and Essa are. Holoth is already snoring in his recliner. I look back down at Sloane and know I won't refuse her even if sitting next to her for the next couple of hours will be torture if I can't touch her.

"Yes, of course," I answer, sitting as close to one armrest as I can, giving her plenty of space. Jovi sits down on the other side, looking just as unsure as me, but he doesn't make himself small against the arm of the couch like I'm trying to do.

Sloane looks between the two of us before smiling again. She turns toward Jovi, bends at the hips to grab her food off the ground, and then shakes her hips, forcing my eyes to see just how little those shorts are covering.

My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest, my cock straining against the thin fabric of my shorts. A growl vibrates through my chest for just a moment before I can silence it and embarrass myself further. Thankfully, Jovi seems to be in the same predicament as me, just from the other side, and his growl isn't as easily silenced as it drowns mine out.

"You good?" Essa calls back, not even bothering to look over the couch like she somehow knew this was going to happen. Did she know this was going to happen?

I don't think about it for very long because Sloane's standing back up, her backside peeking out from underneath her shorts in the most delicious way. It takes all of my strength not to give in to the primal part of me. The part that we're taught to push deep down inside ourselves because we don't claim females without their consent.

"We're good," Sloane calls up to Essa as though she doesn't have two very large, very powerful males struggling to restrain themselves as she displays her body in such a beautiful way.

I want her to tease us like this when her pendant is green, telling us she's willing to bed us. Right now, while we're meant to treat her as a human crew? It's torture. The sweetest kind of torture, but torture nonetheless.

Sloane sits down on the couch and looks between Jovi and me. Jovi's breathing hard, his fists clenching with how close he is to losing his sanity. When she looks at me and sees the same lack of control, she smiles to herself and wiggles back further into the cushions.

"We're ready when you are."

Essa taps on her comm for a second before the lights in the entertainment room turn off. We're in the pitch black as Essa messes with her comm to get the movie playing on the bigger comm set into the wall.

Before the screen lights up the room, Sloane reaches out and grabs my hand. My heart will never calm if she keeps paying attention to me. I also wonder if she's grabbed Jovi in her other hand. She only has two, and that would mean she's sacrificing eating her snack to touch us, and that won't do.

She has the most amazing figure. Yes, her backside and breasts are great, but so is the softness of her thighs and stomach. I am not about to deny her food when it's obvious her body uses it to keep her looking as she does. Jovi and I never miss meals or snacks or else our muscles would fade. I do not want the same happening to Sloane's softness.

When the screen turns on, it gives me enough light to see that Sloane has, in fact, forfeited her snack to touch both of us. I decide I won't be the reason she doesn't eat. Jovi seems to have the same idea because we both lean down, scooting closer to her so we can whisper.

"You should eat."

"Have your snack."

Sloane looks between both of us, her cheeks staining such a pretty pink. I reach my upper arm behind her on the sofa. I relax it as casually as I can and touch her shoulder as I untwine our fingers. It's the smoothest I think I've ever been with a female, so long as she doesn't have enough light to see that my chest is fully violet and my breathing is erratic and hard. She pats my arm once in thanks and then eats her snack with renewed vigor.

Jovi eyes where she's still holding his hand, and then to me. He looks conflicted, so I shake my head, hoping he knows I want her to do this with either of us. I don't care who, so long as she feels comfortable enough around us both. Jovi's jaw ticks back and forth, but he relaxes back on his side of the couch, and I do the same.

Essa puts on a scary movie from her world, which means there's lots of gore and violence on the entertainment comm screen. This doesn't bother me at all since she picks something along these lines every time it's her turn to choose the movie. What I do mind is how Sloane jumps and squeals sometimes, her snack almost getting knocked out of her lap many times.

Thankfully, Jovi and I are here to catch it and right it in her lap. Maybe our touches linger on her exposed skin, but it's only because we're helping her with her spilled food. It has nothing to do with how my fingers tingle when I make contact with her or how I wish to feel her thighs in my palms as I spread her wide and— I growl softly to myself to cut off that line of thinking.

The movie is barely a third of the way over when Sloane sets the bowl on the ground and pulls her feet up onto the couch. I couldn't tell anyone what the movie is about or what's happened so far, because I've been focusing solely on Sloane. I've been memorizing the way her chest moves when she breathes, the lines in her nose when it scrunches to something violent happening on the screen, and the way her eyes crinkle in the corner right before she tries to hide her eyes when a scary moment happens.

Sloane chews on her lip as she looks between Jovi and me like she's trying to decide something. I'm so very curious about what it is. Jovi notices, too, but we both keep our bodies facing forward as our eyes keep track of Sloane and her lip being worked between her teeth.

She smiles to herself and then leans over to Jovi to whisper something in his ear. His chest darkens so fast and deep that I'm envious that she isn't whispering it in my ear.

I try to hide my jealousy, even as she pulls away from my touch on the back of the couch and wiggles her body closer to Jovi. He whispers something back to her before looking at me and giving me a grin that tells me he's done something he shouldn't have.

I'm about to sulk even more at how unfair it is when Sloane turns around and crawls her way over to where I'm sitting stiff as a board. One of her hands falls to my thigh, the other on the back of the couch near my upper arm. I look at her, forcing my eyes not to fall to where her breasts are hanging. For all I know, her nipples could be making an appearance. I force my gaze to stay firm on her eyes even as her hand squeezes my thigh, almost close enough to touch my cock.

"I'm scared, Alik." Sloane's voice is soft as she tries to make herself seem small. It would be adorable if I couldn't feel her hand squeezing and releasing my thigh, just barely not touching where I need her each time. "Will you hold me?"

My eyes close, my breathing quickens, and my heart has officially died. Sloane wants me to hold her, and the word 'always' is right on the tip of my tongue. No, that's too much too quickly, especially for someone sent to be our pleasure crew. So I swallow the word and answer with a simple nod.

She nuzzles in close to my side, throwing both of my left arms over her body. She pulls Jovi closer to her so that she can throw her legs over his thighs. He rests his bottom arms on her thighs, making jealousy surge through me as I see him so close to the apex of her thighs.

My jealousy is eased as Sloane relaxes into me more. Worry quickly takes the place of jealousy as my bottom arm grazes against her breast. I still myself as much as possible, turning to stone so she doesn't think I did it on purpose. However, when the next jump scare happens, and her breast is forced into my hand, I realize she's teasing me.

I don't know if Jovi's picked up on it or not, but I'm assuming he has with how Sloane has her legs parted, letting them fall more and more apart with each jump scare or scary moment.

I move my arm a fraction, allowing my hand to rest against Sloane's body. When she jumps the next time, and her breasts jiggle in my hold, I squeeze ever so gently. Sloane's breath catches, her eyes flashing to look up at me as she smiles.

Jovi gives me a confused look, and I shrug at him, not wanting to tell him I could've lost us any chance of having a pleasure crew again if Sloane didn't want me to do that. Jovi looks between us once more before turning back to the movie.

With each jump, I get more and more bold. It's so unlike me to touch a female like this when her pendant isn't green. Sloane makes it easy in the way she offers herself to us so freely.

I can also feel how much I'm letting the deeper part of me come out, the part that wants to pierce Sloane's neck with my teeth and mark her as mine. I'm almost certain she's pulling out that part of me, and it's why I'm so brazen in touching her body.

It's during my most daring squeeze yet that I pinch her nipple between two fingers. I don't pinch it enough to be painful, but enough so that she knows without a doubt that I'm enjoying what she chose to wear tonight. Sloane whimpers, and this time, Jovi knows I've been doing something I'm not supposed to.

"Tell me." Jovi leans down to where Sloane has fallen much further into my lap.

"Tell you what?" she whispers, her face bright pink.

"How did he make you make that sound?"

"I pinched her nipple," I whisper to him right as a loud part of the movie happens.

It's good timing because Jovi growls as he locks eyes with me. There's a challenge in them, a challenge I want no part in. Sloane's here for us to share as soon as her pendant turns green. It isn't green yet, so we're treating her as we would a human crew, and apparently, now, we pinch the human crew's tits.

It's embarrassing having to admit that I've fallen into my base desires, but now that I have the willingness to share and the need to claim, it's all so very real. I don't even care about the rules or what anyone else in here thinks. I need more of Sloane. More of her soft body pressed against mine. More of her whimpering and moans. More of everything.

I match Jovi's challenge with one of my own. "You do it. See if she makes the same sound for you."

Sloane's eyes widen and I notice her pupils have dilated. Her pale blue eyes darken as the dark center of them takes up much of the coloring. Pink stains her cheeks, and the color travels down her neck and chest. Her breathing is rapid, causing her chest to heave underneath her tank top. It makes it that much more enjoyable to watch her nipples as they poke through the thin material. I want to know what she'd do if I wrapped my lips around one and sucked on it through the fabric.

"You want that?" Jovi asks, doing something I should've been doing by asking for her permission. He wasn't being teased by Sloane rubbing herself against him, though. It's a miracle I held out as long as I did.

"Yeah, I want that," Sloane moans, but it's not quiet enough in the slightest.

Essa stands from the couch, not looking back at us. She kicks Phial and Holoth's chairs, both males asleep in their recliners even through all the murder that's been happening on the screen. Essa says nothing to the three of us, fooling around on the back couch until she gets the two males out of the living room and down the hall. She turns before leaving, throwing her spoon at us, almost pinning Jovi's temple.

"You good, Sloane?" Essa asks, her voice trying to sound hard and serious even though we can all hear the laughter and smile that she's trying to disguise.

"Yeah, I'm good," Sloane says as Jovi starts to move her legs so he can get out from underneath her.

When Sloane starts to move, he pushes her back down so she stays lying in my lap. He pushes her legs apart so that they're spread wide, just like they were during the movie.

The living room door slides shut, and then it's just the three of us.

Now that I don't have to pretend to watch the movie, I can appreciate just how open Sloane is in her desire to tease us. Her tank top is barely covering her nipples and has risen so far up her torso that her abdomen is visible. Her shorts are just loose enough that I can see that Jovi was having a struggle of his own if Sloane was spreading herself for him like this all night. I don't think I'll ever understand how he stayed more composed than me when she spread herself so beautifully for him.

"What time is it, Alik?" Jovi asks me as he stares down at Sloane and how spread he has her. I know he's thinking the same thing I am. We want to see her spread without all the clothing, even though these are just scraps.

I tap my comm to check the time and feel a growl in my chest as I read it. Jovi knows what I'm not able to say right now, and a smile fills his face.

"Turn the pendant to green, Sloane." Jovi crawls between her legs, pressing himself against her as he grabs one of her hands and puts it on her pendant. "Turn it to green, and we'll make sure you're rewarded for being such a good little tease tonight."

Sloane's breathing is shaky as she wraps her fingers around the pendant. She works it until it shines brightly, just for us. The green glow bathes us in its light as Jovi grabs her backside with his lower hands and brings her to meet his clothed cock.

"Now, change it to orange."

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