They made love again twice before they returned home; the day was breaking. She went directly to her room, and the king followed her. "This is my bedroom too, kaesha," he said. "I didn't see you sleeping here," she commented dryly.
The king chuckled. "I assure you, kaesha, that I slept here every night with you in my arms. Now go prepare yourself; Father and Mother are waiting for us in the dining hall. They bathed together; she wanted to bring the king to the spacecraft and let him try the dry bath, but of course she couldn't. She was sticky in her intimate parts with the king's seeds.
With gentle hands, he washed her body, paying special attention to the areas he was hardest on. She was warm and sleek in his hands. And so very willing. He scraped his mouth across the mark on her neck, and then he lapped it with his tongue. He marked her last night, when she was reaching for her peak. The connection was now stronger than before.
