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Ava

The tiny scales on his face were smooth like silk between the ridges and bumps, while the larger scales covering his body were like a mosaic of smooth tiles with crevices in between. While they made for a tough exterior, the hitches in his breathing at my hands roaming over him showed he was susceptible to my touch.

His hands on my breasts sent surges of throbbing need to my clit. I arched my back to push them more firmly into his hands. Koha’vek’s tail moved from my back to between my legs, slithering over my clit into my slick opening. He thrust that tail in and out of me, rubbing it over my clit each time.

His mouth covered mine, and I opened for his tongue to swirl around mine in a slow, sensual dance. He started plucking at my sensitive nipples with his fingers and the lightest scrape of his claws.

At that point, I felt utterly boneless while my muscles tensed with the climax building within me. It seemed delightfully naughty to enjoy the touch of a male so alien tohumankind. It was just a fleeting thought as my body tightened with the pending orgasm.

Looking into Koha’vek’s eyes after our kiss, I saw that his irises had expanded to cover most of the golden sclera, leaving them mostly black. The change could have been frightening if I didn’t know him as I did. Even in that darkness, there was a glint of affection as he played my body, and I responded with moans and mewls of pleasure.

His tail coiled inside me and pressed back against my inner walls. As my soft cries of pleasure increased, his fingers squeezed my nipples and sent me into ecstasy. I sobbed his name as my whole body shuddered with release.

Koha’vek slowed his stimulation between orgasmic contractions, seizing my body, resuming only when I quieted until I let him know I needed a break.

He was so tender, yet pleased with himself at how hard he’d made me come. As we kissed and caressed, I could feel his erection against my leg, reminding me his needs had not yet been satisfied.

Koha’vek sat up, “Meora, can you get on your hands and knees for our second joining?”

Though I felt a little hesitant, I wanted to please him, soI did as he asked, hoping he didn’t mean to take me in my back hole. I’d only been with one boy as a teenager, and we’d had to figure it out for ourselves.

Koha’vek went around behind me on his knees and pushed my left leg wider apart. To get the right height, he folded a hide and put it under my knees. My pussy dripped, and my clit throbbed in anticipation of his cock filling me. He either slid a finger or his tail through my slick channel. I couldn’t see as I crouched down on my forearms.

Finally, I felt him pushing into my opening, “Omigod, Koha’vek, you feel so good.”

“Affirmative, I do, and you take me so well,meora,” Koha’vek quipped as he pumped in and out of me slowly. As he started to move faster, he gripped my hips in his big hands. He pounded me harder and deeper than he had before, his balls slapping my ass every thrust he slammed into me. Though tiring, it was exhilarating at the same time.

Next, I felt pressure on my clit then his tail latched onto it, alternately sucking and massaging. It seemed like only seconds before I wailed with another powerful climax. As soon as my inner walls clamped down around Koha’vek’s cock, I felt bursts of his hot seed shoot deep into my core. That made me come even harder.

Koha’vek leaned over me and cupped my swinging breasts, nuzzling and kissing the back of my neck. For a while, it seemed like all the strength had left me except for the shudders that rippled through my body stimulated by my hot green alien.

My pussy ached for more when Koha’vek pulled out of me a few minutes later. I was fucked, thoroughly and delectably fucked, and I loved it. I loved the alien responsible.

After he pulled out of me, I could barely move. He gently turned me over and lay me down on the soft furs and lay down beside me. Kissing my lips softly, he ran his hand up and down my body lovingly.

“Ava,meora, you are my heart,” he whispered hoarsely.

“And you are mine, Koha’vek.”

I fell into a deep sleep to the gentle rhythm of his caresses, smiling in post coital bliss.

Chapter Eleven

Koha’vek

Although it concerned me that cyborg Raven Blackwood had discovered me, I decided to go about my life with Ava as usual. We would enjoy our time together as long as we could, then take things as they came. It wouldn’t matter where we went, I would always be risking discovery. Ava and I would stay in the place where we made our home.

A few days after Blackwood's visit, I decided to conduct some reconnaissance while hunting for smaller game. While I hated to leave Ava alone, I could travel faster and further without her. However, I didn’t leave her unprotected. She had my spare blaster and the Mesaarkan version of an ion rifle. I had spent a few hours over several days teaching her how to shoot.

With the cyborgs working on stopping Jenkins and his gang from running roughshod over Brislow's own people, I hoped no one would bother her while I was gone. I knew there was no way that she could keep up withme running through the forest to ensure no one was lurking about.

I saw various types of game along the way, but I was specifically looking for a turkey. I had nearly reached the end of what I claimed as my territory when I finally heard one late in the day. Unhooking my bow from my backpack, I notched an arrow and held it against my bow.

I moved silently through the underbrush, toward the turkey, sharpening my senses. The evening sun filtered weakly through the canopy, dappling the ground with patches of light and shadow. I tracked the turkey calls as far as the creek bend when something else caught my attention.

I could hear the hoofbeats and the creek and rattle of a wooden wagon on rugged rubber wheels as it was pulled over the packed dirt of the old mining road. I froze where I stood. Few people ever venture down the gold mining road this far into the mountains. There was no reason for travelers to come this far, and nowhere to trade.

What was once a small mining village was just another western ghost town, at least it seemed that way the last time I passed by.