I had enjoyed them all in their own unique way but this mate…
This mate Feon had discovered for me was simply incredible.
Somehow, she felt right.
Each time I slammed hard into her, she didn’t utter a single word of complaint.
She was tight, squeezing me like the greatest masseuse in the galaxy was working solely on my cock.
Her pussy was tight and dripping wet.
Her body was soft and supple, nothing like the hard pebble-like scales of the Krev.
Her breasts were pert and highly reactive.
I loved running my hands over her skin — skin that was so soft it should have been a crime — and watched as tiny little bumps popped across its surface, the tiny barely-visible hair rising to meet my touch.
I hammered her, as how could any green-blooded male Krev not?
She took my attack like a champion, meeting my every thrust with her own.
When she finally climbed on top of me and peered over her shoulder at me, I saw what true beauty looked like.
Her gorgeous big brown eyes shone deeply, her hair flowing over her shoulders, grinning and truly enjoying herself.
I didn’t know what it felt like to mate with a fated mate the way Feon did but surely it couldn’t feel better than this!
I loved her every line, every smooth and graceful curve, loved the look in her eyes and the curve of her lips upward into a beaming grin of satisfaction.
I loved the sound of her voice, deep and hoarse and grunting with pleasure.
I loved the way she allowed me to play with her, to bend her into any shape I wished, never once uttering the word “no,” or “I can’t.”
She was, in a word, magnificent.
No doubt due to Feon’s recent revelation that he had found his fated mate, I began to wonder if this female might be mine.
I was not prone to flights of fantasy but it was at least possible, wasn’t it?
After all, if Feon had found his perfect mate, why couldn’t I find mine?
I pictured the two of us with our fated mates, going to dinner together.
What better combination was there than the trusted decoy with his fated mate, and my own, working together as my left and right hands?
And our children!
Our gorgeous children would be allowed to have their own appearance and identities, not forced to bend to mine the way Feon had been with me.
In fact, even Feon would not have to be my decoy any longer!
I could make him a Royal advisor!
My most trusted advisor.
There was no one else I trusted more in the entire Empire or even the galaxy.
What better person was there to share key information and trust duties to?