The next morning, she woke from the feel of soft butterflies landing on her cheeks. She smiled at the sun shining down on her, and the soft wings of the beautiful creatures against her cheeks. Weird, she'd thought they were extinct.
"Wake, my breeder, we will do morning sex."
Her smile widened. Not butterflies, but Zanr kissing her cheeks. They made slow, leisurely love and afterward, she snuggled into the blankets. She might just spend the whole day in bed.
Zanr went to the bathroom, and she watched his muscled buttocks with a small smile.
"I need to report to Zacar."
"What about Morgan? We need to find out what he was doing with the ship."
"We will get him, but first I must check in. I have to go to the submarine and talk to my fellow warriors. I will return in a few hours. You will rest."
"I will?"
He leaned over and pressed his forehead against hers and then kissed her. "Yes, you will rest. While you rest, you may search Morgan's TC for answers."