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Drake raised himself on his forearms to let Zya catch her breath. What he felt between them was almost like magic, he was so drawn to her emotionally as well as physically. As her breathing slowed to a normal level, he dropped little kisses on her lips, her face, and her neck.
“I’m sorry about all the mean racist things I said about you and your race,” he murmured between kisses. “You are so beautiful and sexy and sweet. I never felt like this with another woman. I just fucked the daylights out of you, and I am already hard enough to go again.”
“That---bonding hormones---makes hard and me want you in me,” she smiled and kissed him back. “Sorry, my words not so good. I learn English---start when I get match---you.”
“Then you’re doing pretty well, sweetheart. I get what you mean most of the time,” he said and sighed as he looked into her eyes. “I know that we’re in this for life, but I am worried what will happen when my people see you with your blue hair and especially your catlike eyes. If anyone figures out you are a for real extraterrestrial alien, I’m afraid what they might do to you. They would probably try to take you away from me.”
“We die apart now.”
“For real?”
“Now days then weeks then months… I make look like sapien---change eyes and hair. Con---contacts. I bring. I bring ID, too---USA."
"It might be better if I go to your world with you."
“Yes, better.Meomeecomes to Narova. They good for you. Not like alien.”
“I’ll teach you better English, and you can teach me Narovian. It will probably take me awhile. It sounded like a hard language from what I heard on theRaptorwith your enforcers.”
“Much time.”
Suddenly, Drake didn’t feel like talking anymore. His cock was just “itching” to fuck her again. He twitched his cock inside her, and she grinned up at him.
“Again?” she asked hopefully.
“Oh, yeah,” he asserted and claimed her mouth in a heated kiss. He went on kissing her as he slowly pumped in and out of her. He felt like he could fuck her for hours and still want more---even better she would take all he could give her and still want him again.
He loved the way he could make her gasp and squirm by dragging the head of his cock up over her clitoris. He could sense that probably one more time would make her come by her plaintive moan when he slid his shaft inside her instead. He couldn’t resist teasing her on the brink until she panted and trembled beneath him. When she breathlessly murmured his name repeatedly and writhed in need of release, he relented. He drew his cock head across her clit two more times then drove it home a few times, and they both came like a tidal wave together.
Zya howled a catlike sound as she came this time and Drake growled. “Oh God, Zya, you are the best, baby.”
He kissed her over and over when he heard a purring sound. At first, he thought it was his imagination then realized it was Zya. “You’re purring?”
She smiled at him. “My happy sound---you make happymeomee.”
“And you make me happy,meomee.I’m glad you came to find me,” he told her softly. “I confess, I kept the picture they gave me of you, and I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your eyes in that picture seemed to look right into my soul, telling me I was wrong about you---that you would probably be the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Meomeebest together.”
“I know that now.” He rolled them on their sides and finally pulled his cock out of her, but still held her body against him. It seemed they had been making love for hours and he’d already had a long day at work. He was finally sated enough that he thought he could sleep after a trip to the bathroom. He just felt reluctant to separate from Zya but finally, his bladder won out, and he made the trip to the bathroom just a few steps away then Zya took her turn.
They climbed back into bed and went to sleep cuddled together spoon style. It was still raining when Drake woke at dawn. He grabbed his cell phone off his nightstand and sent a text to his crew not to come for work. Now he had to think about what he would do with his business and his home. Maybe it wasn’t much in the grand scheme of things, but it was what was familiar. It was his life.
The change was hard, he realized. That was a big part of why he resisted this mating. In just a few short hours his whole lifeg was going to change. He had to figure out what he would tell the few friends he had and his parents living in Florida. At least they were used to seeing him only occasionally. It could be years before he saw them again---if ever.
He knew from his time with the Alliance Law Enforcement that he would still be able to contact his friends and family via internet relay. Despite his misgivings and ire at being kidnapped by alien pirates, it was the most exciting thing that ever happened to him. He’d been in space beyond Earth’s star system---and he was going again to live on another world, maybe for the rest of his life.
When he finished sending his text, he saw Zya was awake. “No work to today, it’s raining. Looks like it may be raining every day this week.” He set his phone on the bedside stand and turned to take her into his arms. “But that’s probably a good thing since I understand this bonding takes a few days of ‘intense sexual activity.'”
Zya giggled and kissed his throat, pressed her breasts against his chest. Then she kissed his chin, and he caught her lips with his right after that. The kiss started softly, a sweet caress of lips on lips, then tongues stroking each other, urgent and lustful.
Zya raised her leg over his hip to give him access to her opening as she felt his hard cock against her sex. She was wet and welcoming as he slid his shaft inside her. It was hard to get good penetration in that position, so Drake rolled on his back putting her on top. She moaned gratefully as he filled her to the hilt. She started moving up and down on his shaft while he teased her nipples into stiff peaks and pinched them between his thumbs and forefingers. She crooned her approval and rode him faster as she became more aroused. He reached to stroke her sensitive nub as he felt his own arousal building. She came faster than he expected and it sent him over the edge, so he came with her. Their mutual orgasm sent them into a powerful haze of erotic pleasure that left them spent.
Zya dropped down squeezing her still sensitized breasts against his chest with her face pressed into the hollow of his shoulder. “Meomeebest lover.” She whispered.
“Yes, you aremeomee,” Drake said, stroking her back. “You know, I think I should finish out the season with the business and see if one of the guys might want to take it over---then we could go to Narova in the late fall---in about six months. What do you think?”
