33. Epilogue

I watch as Melzul struggles to knead the dumpling wrappers into the right thickness. I chuckle. "Come on... You have such big hands that should work better than this."

He grunts as he lifts his product. It is a bit too thin, and there's a hole where he pressed a bit too hard. "This is so annoying. Even more annoying than..." He looks around, making sure no one is around. "Even more annoying than your boobs that jiggle when I squeeze them."

Oh fuck... He has gotten a bit too comfortable around me by now. "Shut up and keep learning. Tomorrow will be a big day."

"Yeah... I know. Don't you think I'm going to be better at showing them around rather than doing this?"

I fold my arms and scowl at him. "You're the one who said you'll help me."

He sighs. "I just want dumplings. I don't know why, they are a lot better than any other food I've had here, even though those are good too."

"Maybe you just love the fight, till this day."

He winks. "Maybe I do. I like human food. Acea said it is."

"Yeah, my grandma used to make them for special occasions."

"For example?"

"Usually, it's for celebrating a new year, or when the family comes together. We are making them a lot more here, but if everyone likes them, it's all good in my book."

"Oh... So these have special meaning?" He finally manages a wrapper that looks decent. "Here, I think I get it."

I check it. It is probably thick enough to hold meat and other ingredients that go inside. "This one is decent. Let's keep going."

I continue as I join him in preparing the wrappers. "They have meaning to me. But... My family has moved away from Earth for so long by now, I'm not sure whether it is still the same way. For my family, we celebrate having everyone together in the house and for us to be able to spend time together. The whole family will make these together and that's a great time."

"Aw..." He nudges me with his elbow. "That does sound like a good time."

"Yeah... It does. But it is also good to be here with everyone." And it will be fitting when a lot of us will be together soon.

I start making another. We need quite some, so Melzul and I decided to start earlier and get prepared. Actually, I'm the one wanting a head start. Apparently, the big gray ass can't bear to stay in his room on his own and has to tag along, so we are in the kitchen together when it is already past dinner time and no one's around.

We fall into a comfortable silence as we speed up. Melzul is getting better and better, so it is taking less time to check his wrappers. This isn't a life I expected, but this is better than what I can imagine.

Melzul grunts. "Come on... Both of us have two hands, how are you making these so much quicker than me?"

"I have good hands, you have big ones that aren't skilled."

He grabs my shoulders and turns me around. "What did you just say about my hands?"

His eyes are dark with lust. He can't be thinking about dumplings now. His heated gaze sends a fire down my spine and a tingle in my pussy.

This naughty uzain...

I smack his chest. "Focus on the job."

He pulls me over to him and grinds his cock against me. "Not after you insulted my hands. You'll apologize for that."

"No. I'm just being honest."

He picks me up and puts me onto the island in the center of the kitchen that's away from where we're making the dumplings. "You are asking for trouble."

I spread my legs for him to invite himself closer. "You just love to mess with me."

He pokes my nose with his finger that still has flour on it. "You started it."

I gasp when he rubs my pussy. "So, you can't wait to show me how good your hands are?"

"Yes, you should have known by now, but apparently, you're in denial."

"Oh!" I yelp when he pulls off my trousers and my panties. "Come on... What if someone comes here?"

"No way. It is late in the evening and the food area's light isn't even on. No one will be here." He shoves his thick finger into me and makes me moan. "And even if they see us, I don't care."

I gasp when he moves his fingers in and out of me. I'm already soaked when he rubs his cock against me. The longer we stay together and mess around with each other, the more sensitive I become. He loves to be a tease...

"Look at how wet you get. Admit it, I have skilled hands."

I grit my teeth to contain my moans, but that only makes the pleasure stronger. This may have been his plan all along. I've never believed him when he said he would get bored inside the room.

He kisses my forehead. "Submit to your big uzain mate."

I roll my eyes. "At least give me a half-decent uzain cock before I make up my mind."

"Ha! Now you're also insulting my cock." His finger speeds up. Waves and waves of pleasure crash into me.

I moan and squirm. He chuckles as he enjoys his time, watching my struggle.

"Irene, you know you like me. Maybe you've been loving me rough."

"Well, you're just a talker. Oh!"

He shoves his thick cock into me without a warning. He has perfected his skill in stripping himself and me naked since we got together. If he doesn't have great hugs and somehow can always calm me down, I'm not staying with him, ever.

"Mel... You're driving me crazy." I gasp when his cock stretches me to the max, almost sending me flying when he keeps hammering into me.

"Admit it, this is more than a half-decent uzain cock."

"Mm... Maybe..." I shiver when I come on his huge cock. My wall squeezes harder and harder on his cock. The round bands on his cock rub me well. It's getting better every single time he fucks me, even though that doesn't make a lot of sense.

He grabs my ass, driving himself deeper and deeper into me. "Your tight pussy keeps squeezing me."

"You'll be the reason we fall behind schedule."

"I don't mind as long as I'm the one who makes you come again and again on my half-decent cock."

I punch his back, but it's too late. The pleasure is too strong for me to hold back. I'd hate to stroke his ego, but I can't...

I bite his shoulder to calm my moans, letting the orgasm slap me twice as hard.

He grunts as his cock twitches and fills me up with his hot cum. "Oh, fuck! This is so amazing."

I gasp and pant, fighting to get air into me while I'm still biting his shoulder.

He pats my cheek. "Hey, you're leaving a bite mark on me."

I move away and run my fingers along the faint marks on his shoulder. Maybe they will be hardly visible when tomorrow comes. "I guess it'll show others how naughty you've been."

"Well, they know I'm too tall for you to bite just like that, so..." He winks. "Maybe it'll show everyone how we are too naughty."

I roll my eyes. "One day, you're going to drive me crazy."

"And I'd still love you even if you're crazy."

"I think I already am crazy for being your mate."

He hugs me as he gets me off the kitchen island. "It's okay. Like I said, I love you."

We kiss and his hot lips set me on fire once again.

If this is going to be our life, I'd have no regrets at all.

He hugs me again. "Now, we better get cleaned and back at work."

"So, you still remember work, huh?"

"Yes." He pecks a kiss on my forehead. "It's going to be a big day for everyone. They are going to love the cheese we're selling them and they are going to love the future lot too. More importantly, we'll finally have everyone in the village again."

"Oh, right. Acea is also heading back." I smirk as Melzul sneers at me at once. The two of them bear with each other for now, which is fun to watch.

"No, I definitely won't miss him."

"Then you won't have to help out in the kitchen."

He huffs. "I'd do everything it takes to spend more time with you."

"Then you'll have to get better at cooking."

"I told you I will. I just need more practice."

If tonight is any resemblance of how our practice sessions will be like, I guess he's not going to master a thing any time soon.

He says, "Trust me. I mean my words."

"I know. Just so you know, even though you can't cook a thing to save your life, I still love you."

He grins. "Good. I love you too."

We kiss again. Sometimes, things happen and things click into place, for the best.