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And then my suit is coming down and my legs are spreading and a hot, hard cock is freed from that underwear and pressed along the length of my slit. Luca picks me up easily and holds me above that fleshy spear, letting me feel the promise of his cock. He’s thick and the head of him has that natural human softness that betrays the rampant hardness beneath.

This doesn’t happen to women like me. Career girls don’t fuck half naked men they just met in the elevator. Except they do, when they’re alien captives and nothing really matters anymore anyway.

I am impaled slowly, my wet cunt wrapping around this stranger’s cock, my lips locked with his as he pushes me up against the wall and makes love to me, his hips surging slowly back and forth, taking his time with me as he opens me up inch by inch.

I feel his cock going deeper with every stroke, reopening parts of me that have been closed for a very, very long time. I fucked a few guys in training camp, but none of them were this good, or this attractive. Those were desperate rutting intervals that led nowhere, most of all not toward orgasm.

Luca holds me up and pulls his cock free, letting the shaft glide between my lower lips without entering me, sliding past my clit with a few teasing strokes before diving back in, fucking me with that slow, perfect passion.

I cling to his shoulders, surrendering to his touch, my hips arching to draw him in deeper. I can feel my inner walls gripping him with desperation. I have needed this a very long time, I realize. All those years I thought I was focused, I was actually on edge, wound up and needing release.

Now I’m finding it in every surging stroke that claims me completely. I don’t know Luca. He doesn’t know me. But our bodies know one another, grinding in an ancient mating dance. This might be the most distance from Earth any couple has ever copulated.

“Luca,” I moan his name as climax starts to flower inside me, rising from my clit and my cunt at the same time, spreading through the nerve pathways of my body, making my synapses fire many times faster than usual. This is more than sex. This is a high like no other. I am not being fucked. I am being saved. Luca is not just my lover, he is my hero, a muscular creature urging my body to allow a natural appetite for the one thing I have always denied it: semen.

He roars with pleasure, pushes himself so deep inside me and releases his seed in shuddering thrusts that trigger my orgasm, knowing that I have not only been fucked after years of celibacy, but I have beenbred.

The knowledge that my IUD protection has kept me safe stops me from panicking. Instead, all I feel is pure arousal. I never knew it felt so good to have a man give into his most base impulses and fuck me to orgasm, filling my body with the cum designed for me. With Luca, I let go of all my inhibitions. I surrender to all my desires. And I am free.

Chapter Six

One week later...

Talon

“It appears to be working, sir.”

We are watching Lyra submit to the third mating of the day, her body arched over the railing of the upper deck, overlooking the hydroponics bay. Humans respond well to natural spaces; it seems to ignite the libido.

“You aren’t jealous, are you, sir?”

Shank is pushing it with that question.

“It’s impossible to be jealous of a tool,” I smirk to cover the true feelings that rise in me. Yes, I am jealous. I am yet to truly take her and yet there’s a thick cock sluicing inside her, filling her over and over again and she is begging for it, her moans clearly audible over the feed.

They have been at it since they met. Her human lust seems to be nearly insatiable. Her capacity for orgasm is nigh endless, and Luca has a built-in stamina, which has meant they’ve been joined at the crotch more or less since they met.

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