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opened her eyes
with a whine of deprivation.
    He grinned at her as he climbed up to
crouch over her. “You ready,” he said.
    “Oh yes. I certainly am.”
    His hand went between them, adjusting
himself. His rigid lengths, poised at the entrances to both her
nether orifices, were hot and slick. She was suddenly eager to feel
him inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, inviting his
invasion.
    “Matara,” he whispered, his face
softening. She basked in the heat of his gaze. He kissed her and
she tasted her salty flavor on his lips.
    He pressed into her softness, letting
her slowly envelop him. Lindsey’s breath caught to feel him enter
her carefully, letting her body adjust to his. As he slowly filled
her, she felt a quiet ache again from her tighter orifice. Greater
still was the pleasure of

    joining with another body, to be made
one with a separate being. No wonder so many of the Church’s
adherents had been unable to resist the sins that could send them
to prison or execution. The bliss was too profound.
    The sudden pain from her lower parts
made her struggle to get out from under Bacoj. He kissed her face,
whispering, “Apology, apology. First sex, pain. Done
now.”
    Of course. He’d breached the virgin
barrier, tearing the thin wall of flesh that proved her innocence.
Lindsey quieted, letting him soothe her as the brief agony
faded.
    Bacoj continued to ease inside her, and
even as her anal passage became more grudging in its acceptance of
the thickness, she relished the feeling of being possessed. The
slight discomfort somehow added to the overall experience, and
Lindsey felt herself gentle even more to the Kalquorian’s need. He
alternated between looking into her face, his lips parted in an
expression of bliss, and closing his eyes as he savored her tight
warmth.
    Bacoj finally reached his end, his
masculine flesh embedded deep within her. Slow spasms from her
sheath clutched at him, and he groaned, pausing for a moment to lie
still. The sensations threatened his control. The Earther was so
hot inside. Yielding. Wet. He’d never felt her like, and he was
glad he’d already brought her to pleasure. He wouldn’t last long,
not in the sweet, balmy confines of her intimate sleeves. Had she
demanded all their food in return for this moment, he’d have gladly
given it to her.
    He looked into her alien eyes, the
brown almost swallowed by her strange round pupils. Despite the
oddness of her eyes and her starved frame, he saw her beauty. The
richness of her soft chestnut hair, her full lips, the rounded hips
that deprivation hadn’t quite erased yet … all these things
demanded his appreciation. And the look on her face made his heart
thrum quicker. The expression of soft wonderment and the glazed
rapture in her eyes tugged at his emotions. She intrigued him, this
lovely little Lindsey. He wanted to know her more than just
carnally.
    Her hands traced over his face and
torso, her eager touch telling him she liked his appearance as
well. Her mouth curved in a slight smile as she looked up at him.
Bacoj was perversely glad he’d crashed the shuttle. Making love to
this little Earther was worth the censure he’d receive.
    He pulled his hips back, leaving the
warm interior of Lindsey’s body. She moaned a protest to feel him
go, drawing back until only the tips of his penises remained within
her. He chuckled as he reassured her. “No finish, Lindsey. I give
more.”
    He pressed back inside her, filling the
yawning emptiness. She sighed. And groaned anew as Bacoj found his
rhythm, slipping in and out of her flesh with amazing friction.
Ticklish heat was building again, fed by the growing strength of
the alien’s thrusts.
    Lindsey’s hips moved of their own
accord, meeting Bacoj’s with primal knowledge. She might have never
known a man before, but her body instinctively identified the
mechanics of mating. Their groins slapped together explosively, a
loud

    counterpoint to the soft, wet sounds of
flesh