For the next twenty-four hours, Mira tried to be more open to the Jayku ways. She ate small amounts of the fruit, relaxed in the hot tub with Ezra on the patio, and took two showers.

She asked Ezra why the water might go cold, he only licked his lips before saying, "I think you know why."

The thought of them changing the water to stop her from pleasing herself made her angry, and he saw it immediately.

"It isn't necessarily to stop you from taking care of yourself. You could get out of the shower if you wanted. The coolness is just to encourage us to turn to each other to satisfy our needs."

They sat on the patio on a lounge couch, gazing up at the stars. There was a small bowl of Berries that Mira knew would make her soaking wet below the waist, and she glanced at Ezra's hand as he grabbed a handful and popped the berries in his mouth.

"Are you immune to it or something?" She asked, and he explained how his tolerance is higher, built over generations of use.

"Can I ask you something else?" She said, reaching for the berry and inspecting it carefully.

"Of course," he looked over at her, his arm resting on the back of the lounge chair behind her.

"If you get me pregnant... the baby will technically be yours, right?"

His gaze grew serious and stern. "It would be ours, you just aren't allowed to take it to earth with you."

"And if I have a baby, will they let me go home?"

He looked away, pulling his arm closer around her shoulders. "Whether or not you go home is up to a whole council of people. But do you remember when I told you that my parents were powerful people in the government?"

Mira nodded.

"I can get you home, if it's what you want. The only requirement for you to fulfill your contract is producing a child. This whole intermixing has only been going on for a few years, and there's only been a few dozen children born. None of the women who had those children have wanted to return to earth. But if they did, they could request an audience with the council and ask to go home."

"And you're sure I could go home?"

"I'm sure. We are not kidnapping women. We are only offering a mutually beneficial agreement, just most of the women that come here wanted to be here to begin with. They don't usually select women who don't."

"They said I had good genes."

"Yes, there are pockets of women in different parts of the earth that are completely immune to the disease that wiped out our women. Those women are preferred over others. That's why you are so valuable. You are the best option for a viable future. Although other women on earth that aren't immune can be vaccinated now, it's still possible that they get the disease, and it's also possible if they have baby girls, that those girls will died from it. But if people like you, females immune to the disease, have a female child, that child will most likely be immune as well."

"So the girls I came here with, they are all immune too?"

"Yes. That's why you were presented to the higher ranking men in our society."

"Higher ranking?"

"Yes, sons of government officials, engineers, leading minds in our world. The lower ranks will have the opportunity to have immune women too, eventually, but right now they are just trying to continue the more vital bloodlines."

"And your bloodline is considered vital?"

"Yes."

Mira pops the berry into her mouth, and bites down, the juices pooling in her mouth start affecting her immediately.

"The week is almost over," Ezra said, hoping to change the subject. He didn't want her digging any further into his family tree. Not right when they had gotten so close. He didn't want to risk scaring her away.

"I told you already, I'm not going to ask for re-selection." She meant it, too. She felt like she knew Ezra, and he knew her—better than anyone on the planet. Literally.

"I only bring it up because people don't usually stay in these cabins past the first seven to ten days."

Mira felt like they had been here a month. Though the days were only a few hours longer than earths, it still made her need a nap almost every day.

"After our time is up, I want to take you to my house on the beach. It's beautiful there, and private. We won't be bothered by any Jayku."

"You trying to get me alone?" She smiled playfully at him.

"Yes," he admitted. "I don't want to go back to the real world. Not yet."

Mira's smile faded, and she grew dangerously quiet. "Because you haven't had sex with me yet." It wasn't a question, but Ezra knew he had to answer.

"That's not it at all," he said, pulling her chin into his palm and cupping her face. "It's because I like being with you."

Maybe it was the romantic starlit sky, or maybe it was the berry she had just eaten, but Mira suddenly knew she was ready. She wanted him, and all of him. She wanted to know every part of him, and feel every part of him.

She pressed her lips against his, and they kissed for a long moment as he held her face in his palms. When she finally broke apart, her eyes closed, and she whispered, "I like being with you, too... But I want more of you." Her eyes flew open and she gazed up to find his blue eyes.

"Are you sure?" He said softly, caressing her cheek bone with his thumb.

"Yes," she answered immediately. "I'm ready."

He stared at her for one long second before pulling her into his arms and getting to his feet. Their lips never broke apart, their tongues never stopped moving all the way to the bedroom.

He laid her down on the bed and she pulled off his shirt. He threw it off his arms and started on her pink blouse, removing it just as quickly. She began to pull off her pants, and he grabbed the shorts at her ankles and tore them off. Completely naked, she reached for the hem of his pants, and he let her reach in and wrap her small fingers around his dick. A shiver ran up his spine as she sat there, his pants around his ankles, admiring his manhood.

She leaned down and kissed the top, licked the length, and began sucking hard. He could do nothing as her lips curled around and worked magic along the shaft.

Mira's mouth watered at the taste and warmth of him. It filled her entire mouth, and rubbed against the back of her throat, causing her vag to inflame with desire. The more she sucked, and the longer her mouth was full, the wetter she felt herself getting. But Ezra finally stopped her, pulling her tongue away from his cock and towards his lips. They got lost in each other mouths for a moment, but as his hands found her breasts, they gently squeezed and she pressed herself against him.

Ezra leaned against her, putting part of his weight to pin her down, and he let the tip of his penis tease her just between the lips of her clit. She groaned in frustration, pushed him off her and flipped on top of him. He sat up right, and she threw her leg over him, feeling his cock in the perfect position below her. All she had to do was sit.

Slowly, with her hands on his shoulders, she eased herself down, gasping at the size. It stretched her wider than she had ever been stretched, and it made her moan in painful pleasure. He filled her full, his cock throbbing inside her. She felt it. There was no way she couldn't, the length of his dick completely inside her.

Ezra moaned too, kissing her neck. "You feel amazing," he groaned against her warm skin.

Her jaw hung open as he slowly lifted her up with his hands at the bottom of her ass. He eased her up and then back down, a sound of pure pleasure ripping through the back of her throat. She wanted to scream it felt so good, and as the walls inside her began to get used to the size of him, Ezra began to move faster, and faster until she was practically bouncing on him. Her tits shook with the movements of her body, her nipples hard and erect, asking to be touched. Ezra dipped his head down, sucking on them gently, then harder and harder until Mira could no longer muffle any of the moans escaping the back of her throat.

Ezra began to grow closer, he could feel the load building just below the surface. It begged to be released, to fill her insides until her vag was overflowing with his seed. He tried to hold back as long as he could, but then Mira let out a scream of bliss—he was pushed over the edge.

The load exploded inside her, and she exploded too, her body trembling with his as they came together. They both moaned, and then Mira lifted her lips against his, and she let his seed empty deep inside her, repositioning her legs so his pulsating cock was so far inside her, it hit her cervix.

He stayed inside her for several minutes as they kissed, keeping all his cum inside her. Then, finally, he flipped her over, keeping her plugged as he lied her on her back. And after giving her one last passionate kiss, he slowly eased out of her. They both groaned with sensitivity, and the cream filling her began leaking out immediately. But the deed was done. She was full, and Ezra knew what would come next. He had been taught about how human women reacted to their foreign semen, about how they weren't used to the components it held. Other than the obvious ingredients needed to make a child, Jayku semen also contained high levels of melatonin, which was absorbed into the bloodstream almost immediately, making the woman it is inside very tired.

It was already affecting Mira, as she curled up in the middle of the bed and closed her eyes. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, pulling the quilt up around her naked body.

The melatonin was believed to be present to make the female tired to get them to lie down after intercourse so that the semen would stay inside them longer, and increase their chances of getting pregnant.

Although Ezra had signed up for this to have a child, he hadn't desired one yet. It was his duty to have one, his responsibility as his parents firstborn son and heir. But Mira didn't need to know that, know what their child would be if or when she were to get pregnant. And in that moment, gazing down at her, Ezra suddenly felt guilty for shielding her from the truth: That his parents weren't just high ranking in the government, but that they were head of the government—what humans would call the King and Queen.