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and he heard her purr deepen even more.
    An inch and she grunted. Another, and she pulled her legs up and found his back. With the third she pulled herself up and clung to his body, her small breasts and chest pressed into his, and he could stand it no more.
    With a groan he fell, trapping her beneath him, and finding a leg and pulling it up, he buried all fourteen inches of his cock, then watched her eyes roll up in her head and her lids drop.
    Her hands had moved and she was tearing at his shoulders, her nails digging, and her mouth searching his face for his lips.
    Then he moved, and his cock slid out and back in.
    Her lips were on his and she moaned around his tongue as he started his cock moving again.
    Her hands found his face and pushed it away, her mouth locked in that same silent scream and he pushed in again finding his stride.
    He watched her lips darken and heard her breathing stop, with it, her purring. When his cock sought her silky embrace, she exploded beneath him in a fit of tears and sobs, her hips pushed hard against his, his cock buried and her purring the only thing he could hear.
    She was limp as a rag when he pushed against her feet and, driven by nothing but lust and desire, drove for release. Her purring resonated against his chest and he could feel it from the top of his head to the tip of his toes and all the way to the end of his cock.
    His eyes closed when he felt the burn start and the pull on his loins. When her lips found his, he fell on her chest and her purr consumed him, as his body jerking, his strength draining quickly, he filled her with his seed.
    She held his head and kissed every inch of it, all the time sobbing, “My love, my darling. Yes, my love. I’m yours, my love. Forever, my love.”
    Somewhere in the nebula they fell into he recalled Radd’s words about killer purrs and smiled, pulling her hard against his chest and whispered, “Forever’s not enough…”

Chapter Two
    She heard the door slide open and saw the light in the room come up slightly. She was still purring, curled beneath his chest when she heard the first loud smack.
    “What done you with her, brute!”
    Another loud smack and her mate stirred.
    “You kill my princess and body gone!”
    When the next smack fell, her sleepy-eyed giant raised a heavy arm and reached behind him. With a jerk, a belt and a protesting Pran appeared as she tumbled onto the bed with them.
    Seeing he’d fallen back to sleep she whispered in Meline, “I’m here, Pran,” and peeked around his wide shoulders.
    “Princess!” she hissed, “Are you all right? How bad did he hurt you? Oh my, Peenzan, I could hear it. I could hear the brute. It must have been terrible.” But her wide-eyed amazement was in sharp contrast to her words of concern.
    With a soft breath on his nose and a gentle shove with a single finger against his chest, her sleeping giant rolled onto his back, his thick cock curling on his thigh, and she slid off the bed and grabbed Pran’s wrist, pulling her into the cleaning room, her back-fall swishing after her.
    “My Bast, Pran, it was wonderful! It was more than I had ever expected!”
    “But,” and she smiled when Pran snuck back to the door, gazed on the human’s sleeping form, and returned, her eyes the size of the Queen moon on Meline, “He’s huge! How on earth did you, well, I mean, surely you didn’t!”
    “Don’t be silly. Of course we did.” And she sounded as smug as she felt.
    “Oh, you must tell me everything.”
    “I will tell you nothing,” she teased, “And you will find the queen. I must speak with her.”
    * * * *
    When he opened his eyes, the same chandelier was looking down on him. Dragging his arm through a tangle of sheets, he looked around and saw he was still naked.
    “What a dream.” He shook his head, rolling to the edge of the mattress. He recalled something about standing up and getting dizzy, and decided to take it slow.
    Looking around the room, he muttered, “What the