Kira knew that Vrox was carrying her to the men. The risk of being identified was high, but it was a danger she was willing to face. She needed as much help as she could get to recover Nebula.

With her head high and her heart rate higher, she waited.

Leaves skimmed her from all directions, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if the leaves were hands. The mere idea made her cringe. The only calloused hands she wanted on her wereVrox's.

Three tall, naked males entered her sight. Even after plenty of eyefuls of Vrox, it was still shocking to see so much man shamelessly being presented. Their eyes widened as if trying to take more of her in, and their searing concentration made her feel like she was the naked one among them.

A man with a dark complexion said something, and a rumble coursed through Vrox's chest when he replied.

"Uh, hi."

She raised a hand to offer a small wave, and their bright eyes instantly snapped to her hand. Her clipped nails, flawless knuckles, and skinny fingers inflated their shock. It was as if they couldn't believe that such a delicate limb could exist.

She dropped her hand when she realized that it wasn't helping her settle in.

Another man came closer. His complexion was dark, his hair buzz-cut, and his eyes a striking blue. His face was stubbled, making her realize that shaving was an option among them. Without a beard in the way, she could make out his handsome bone structure.

His powerful arm reached for her, making her shy away.

Another clap of thunder rung out when Vrox barked a command, which froze the man in place. The deep baritone of their voices began a ruthless song as they countered one another. Kira felt like a little girl dangling in her father's arms. As bitter as the feeling was, it was reality. She was harmless, fully dependant on Vrox to keep her safe from the gods of testosterone that were scrutinizing her.

"This is a mess. We cannot keep her."

"What do you suppose that we do?" Vrox threw at Rokan. "Hand her to Ak?"

"Do you realize what you are holding? This female is all of the planet's treasures combined. Once word gets out that we have a woman here, all men– old and young, will come for her. We are strong, but we cannot fight against thousands."

"I am still not hearing what you want me to do with her."

Rokan grunted, the sound making Kira's eyes drop to his scaled chest.

"Give her to the elders. They will decide what is best."

"They will decide that what's best is force-breeding her!" Vrox countered.

"I am just trying to keep us all safe."

Rokan had a point. Other men would try to become the fathers of a new generation by taking Kira, and they wouldn't bat an eye over killing his brothers to get their title. Vrox didn't want his brother's blood to spill. He didn't want to be the cause of Kira's suffering, either. The thought of the crevice between her legs crying blood as men raped her was abominable.

He had never faced a dilemma of such red proportions.

"I will leave," he decided for them. "I will protect her myself."

He couldn't allow Kira's violation. He couldn't stand for it.

Rokan and Kyros looked equally solemn. Ni'ev, on the other hand, was examining the blade of his sword.

"I will leave with you."

Vrox looked at his older brother, still not used to hearing so many words coming out of him in a single day.

"Ni'ev," Rokan began.

Ni'ev shook his head. "We travel, hunt, and eat. That's all we ever do. None of our lives had a purpose until now. I would rather die while fighting for something honorable than live a meaningless life and die of old age."

"You are right," Rokan caved. "Forgive me, brother."

Vrox shook his head, his chin softly skimming the top of Kira's head. "There is nothing to forgive. It is your life. I will not demand that you follow me anywhere."

"I will come with you."

"Me as well," Kyros bid.

Vrox's chest felt ready to explode with pride. The Vanishing had taken a lot from society– honor, morals, and sanity. It was a gift to know that his brothers stood strong.

"Will you breed her?"

He looked at Ni'ev's grey eyes, blinking in response to his question.

"That is not up to me, but her."

"I don't know if her species can procreate with ours, but you need to assume that she can. I can tell that she is an adult female. I remember that mother and the other women in our family had wide hips and soft facial features like her. They couldn't grow facial hair either. If this female is discovered, men will want to impregnate her. To protect her, you need to convince her to have your child."

Vrox's cock ached. It was taking Ni'ev's suggestion as a promise.

"I will not rush her. She gets frightened easily," he bit out, eager to change the subject. "Tell me about mother's chest. Did it have protrusions?"

Ni'ev shook his head. "No. All women had flat chests. I don't know what's wrong with your female."

Vrox squinted, thinking hard to try and remember his mother. As usual, he only found failure.

"I do not think anything is wrong with her. She just comes from a faraway place."

"Where?" Rokan asked. "Did you see her arrive?"

"No. I found her in the outskirt of the jungle one day," Vrox answered as he looked down at the precious cargo in his arms. "She was wearing the same strange skin-coverings she is wearing now and carrying a pouch. She can only say a few words of our language, and that is because I have taught them to her."

"I do not think it matters where she came from. She's here now, and that's what we have to work with," Kyros spoke out.

Vrox nodded in agreeance. "I am going to sit her down. Try to keep your distance. She acts strange, but she is harmless."

Rokan laughed. "Harmless? I think she's the deadliest creature on the planet. All she has to do is spread her legs to hypnotize any man."

Vrox walked over to the stump Ni'ev had been sitting on and placed her down. She averted her eyes instantly, looking at his feet.

"Why is she looking at your feet?"

"She doesn't like looking at cocks. They unnerve her. "

"Rightfully so, considering her situation," Rokan chuckled. "I will skin some animals and make us loincloths. I don't think she will feel comfortable being around Vrox's dagger all day."

The other men laughed, making Vrox grumble and give his erect cock a single stroke. Instead of calming, it swelled further, groaning for more.

"Thank you, Rokan."

He meant the words. It was an old custom for young, single men to walk around naked to show the world their prowess. Now that there were no females left to impress, there was no need to respect the custom. No one ever questioned why they still walked around naked, but they all silently knew that they followed the custom because it reminded them of what civilization was like before The Vanishing.

He sat down next to Kira, angling his thighs to cover his crotch. Ni'ev and Kyros followed, forming a circle.

"So, will she let us touch the balls on her chest?"