Maar: Tales From The Athenaverse by Athena Storm

Author:Athena Storm [Storm, Athena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Athenaverse Press
Published: 2019-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

Five

Laila

With a few flourishes I finish cooking.

Tonight’s a special night. I’ve been secretly learning to make some of Maar’s favorite dishes. They’re not specifically all Alzhon.

In fact, the man has a pretty varied and cosmopolitan tongue. He likes food from all over the galaxy. Vakutan blood pies. Gartu jerky which is an Odex delicacy. Pi’rellian lentil soup. And even spaghetti bolognese from the IHC.

I’ve cooked a random sampling of all this and lit some candles. Tonight is going to be a good night.

It’s going to be the night I fuck Maar’s brains out.

I know, I know. You’re wondering how we got this close for so long without doing the deed.

A part of it was just going slowly, you know?

As much as my pussy ached to, I didn’t want to take advantage of the big red Alzhon warrior as I was bringing him back to reality.

It didn’t seem right. Like it wouldn’t have been fair to him.

I mean, I know I look good. I know that I want that big alien inside of me, pumping me till I pass out.

But it wasn’t the right time. Till now.

I’ve been watching Maar.

He’s made excellent progress. He just needed something to live for - after having spent his whole life finding out what to die for.

The chime to the door chirps and I give the voice command for the doors to open.

Maar stands there, in all his glory.

“Come on in!” I exclaim. “The foods all ready and I’m in the kitchen.”

I see through my hallway camera as he ducks through the threshold and walks down the hallway. He comes into the kitchen, holding two bottles of wine in his big, giant hand.

“I brought some wine,” he rumbles in his deep, low voice.

“That’s so sweet!”

“You are pleased?”

“I’m always pleased to see you, Maar.”

He puts the wine bottles on the counter and opens the cabinet and delicately retrieves two wine glasses.

Okay, honestly, I’m always a bit taken when I see the big Alzhon warrior pick up delicate wine glasses. It’s just so…dainty.

Definitely not what you expect from your alien warrior.

“I’ve read about human customs,” he says as he pops the cork on a bottle. “We must drink this wine and eat a toast to celebrate.”

I smile.

“No, Maar, it’s make a toast.”

He looks at me blankly.

“You make a toast with glasses full of wine.”

“The chemical composition of the wine and the glass is unsuitable to make what humans refer to as toast without a matter reacclimator. As far as I believe, the IHC does not have the capability to mass produce these at the moment—” Maar begins but I cut him off.

“No, you big lug,” I say and hand him a glass and take on for myself. I bring my glass to his and clink it. “That was a toast.”

“You do not eat it?” he asks.

“No. And what are we toasting to anyways?” He can’t know that he’s getting lucky tonight, can he? Although I don’t know. Guys seem to have a sixth sense about this - no matter what type of sapient species they seem to be.

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