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“I think if she hadn’t been able to save at least a few of us, it would have killed her. She dedicated her life to preserving our race. Too bad we didn’t have a world of our own to return to. There are a lot of us on Terra Minor, but it isn’t Zetith.”

Dax took two bottles of ale from the robotender and handed one to Ava before sitting down beside her. He didn’t seem the least bit shy about his nudity. For a man who’d never let anyone into his pants before, he seemed oddly comfortable without them.

Ava took a sip of the ale, finding it crisp and refreshing and only mildly intoxicating. “This is very good. With the right promotion and distribution, it would sell very well.”

Dax laughed. “It’s a wonder Jack isn’t peddling it all over the quadrant.” He studied the label. “Says here it was made on Terra Minor, which isn’t too surprising. Like I said, that’s where most of us are.” He closed his eyes and took a long drink. “I’ve been to the Zetithian system a few times. Our beautiful world is nothing but a field of asteroids now. It’s like visiting a cemetery or the ruins of a long-dead civilization.”

“Describe it for me—the way you remember it.”

“Just look around you. They did a great job on this place. The funny thing is, I’m still not sure if what I remember is the actual planet or the computer images we studied in history class. I was only two years old when Amelyana picked us up. Tarq was twelve, so he remembers it better. We had all been orphaned by the war, and Amelyana was the only ‘mother’ many of us ever had.”

Ava sighed. “And I’ve never even
seen
my father. I guess we have more in common than I thought.” She paused, weighing her words carefully before voicing them. “Let me ask you something, Dax. When was the last time you talked with someone like this?”

Dax smiled. “What, lying naked on a grassy bower up in the trees? Probably never.”

“No, I mean it. The setting is irrelevant. It’s the subject matter I’m concerned about.”

His smile disappeared. “The answer is still the same.”

She took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m deeply honored that you would share it with me. Thank you.”

“Thank you for listening.” A sheepish grin played across his lips. “And for the other things.”

“You’re not mad at me, then?”

“For what?”

“For not falling into your arms and declaring my undying love for you.”

His grin widened, his fangs gleaming in the starlight. “Doesn’t matter. I’m a patient fellow. I can wait.”

Chapter 13

Ava had meant it when she said she was deeply honored to be the woman Dax had finally opened himself to, yet she couldn’t help feeling that she had succumbed to temptation, breaking yet another promise to herself. Her heart begged her to give him a chance, but she’d been wrong before. This time she wanted to be sure. If and when Ava finally said “I love you, Dax,” she would mean it with all her heart.

“Are you in any hurry to go back down?” Dax asked, breaking into her reverie.

“Not really.” Noting that Dax’s erection seemed to have come back full force, she gave him a wicked grin. “Why? Do you want to go again?”

Dax shrugged and bit his lip. “Maybe.”

Another pallet rose into the trees above them. “Break time must be over.”

“Did you see that? Onca’s actually got a Twilanan with him. Wonder how he manages to…”

“Get it up?”

“Yeah. I’ve never thought they smelled right.”

“You may be the exception, Dax. As I understand it, I’m the first non-Zetithian who has ever affected you. The other guys might not be so choosy.”

“Well, Threld did say they’d come up with a way, but I dunno… Not sure I could do that with anyone but—”

His blush finished his sentence for him, but Ava let it drop. Zetithian ale might only have been mildly intoxicating, but the vision of Dax stretched out beside her with his stiff, ruffled cock pointing right at her was stimulus enough. She wanted to suck some Zetithian dick, and she wanted it now.

Setting the bottle aside, she crawled toward his groin. “If you’ll just hold still, I’ll help you with that.”

Ava didn’t give him time to react but went down on him with one swift motion. Biting him gently, she received a gush of his salty penile secretions for her delectation. The orgasms began almost immediately, and Ava struggled to keep sucking him. She wanted him to know what it felt like to come in a woman’s mouth, and she wasn’t letting go of him until he did. Gripping his rod at the root, she backed off, aiming it at her face to coat her cheeks with his slick sauce. She bathed her face with it and massaged her lips until he pushed against them. Opening her mouth, she sucked him in as she slid her hand downward. It was slick with their combined moisture, and he moaned as she spread it over his scrotum. The line beneath his testicles was so sensitive that when she touched it, Dax gasped, arching his back and lifting his butt up off the floor, allowing her free access to it. She dug her fingers into his firm muscles and moved him up and down, fucking her mouth with his meat.

Ava stole a glance at Dax; his eyes were wide open and his fangs bared as she sucked him, the wide, ruffled corona raking her tongue and spreading its magic potion over every surface. By this time, her orgasms were nearly constant and her body contracted uncontrollably as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Panting hard, she took a break from his cock and went for his nuts. Wrapping her fingers around the base, she squeezed until the skin pulled tightly over his big balls and, leaning down further, she gave them a tantalizing lick.

Dax let out a snarling purr and pulled her hips toward him. She’d been a little surprised that he would have licked her the first time, but she’d reckoned without any knowledge of Zetithian mating habits. Apparently taste was just as important as every other sensation. He lifted her onto his chest and settled her wet pussy on his face. His hot tongue found her clitoris just before he sucked it into his mouth.

Ava saw stars as he teased her with the tip of his tongue, and she tried to keep licking his balls but couldn’t do it. She’d been intending to make him come in her mouth, but it seemed that Dax had other ideas.

“You’ve got to stop that,” she gasped. “I want to get you off first.”

Dax didn’t say a word but let go of her clitoris and went at her from a different angle, drilling his tongue straight into her core and pumping her hips up and down before drifting back into a lazy circular pattern, proving that his tongue was every bit as talented as his cock.

“Dax,” she groaned. “It’s nearly impossible to give good oral sex while you’re receiving it yourself.”

“But you taste so good,” he purred. “Hot… wet… creamy… I can’t help myself…” His words trailed off as he took another swipe at her clit. “And I love the way you tighten up when I do that.”

“It feels pretty good on my end too. But I really wanted to—”

“And something else,” he added, “I know you aren’t like our women, and you might not appreciate this, but I want to bite your ass so bad, I can hardly stand it.”

“Yeah, well, trust me, the feeling is mutual.”

Ava heard him growling, so she should have been prepared, but even so, she yelped when Dax sank his fangs into her butt.

Her hair was going wild; she could feel it snapping like a thousand tiny whips above her head as she heard Waroun shouting from below.

“Way to go, Dax!” he yelled. “Make her scream!”

Ava’s hair went flat as she dissolved into helpless giggles.

“I can’t believe he’s down there listening,” Dax groaned.

“Hey, it’s probably the only entertainment he’ll get unless he goes after those Davordian girls.”

“I know, but
still
…”

“Let’s give him something to talk about then,” Ava said as she slid off Dax. “Sit up. I want you to watch.”

Dax eyed her warily but did as she asked.

Ava lay on her stomach between his outstretched legs. “Make all the noise you want, but don’t try doing anything to me unless you want to get your fingers in my hair. Understood?”

Dax nodded. Heat radiated from his skin as though it barely contained the fire within; his whole body should have been glowing rather than just his eyes. Never before had she seen anything to compare with what was right there before her eyes. Long, thick, and as strong as steel, his stiff organ quivered beneath her fingertips as she covered it with his juice and traced the network of vessels that nourished it. For a man who had seldom used the required muscles, he had considerable strength and control; she watched in awe as the silk-covered steel rod rubbed against her hand like a cat seeking a caress.

Dax reached down and threaded his fingers through her hair, pulling her close enough to touch her cheek with the blunt head. He might have been following her instructions to the letter, but in spirit, he was taking significant liberties; his talented penis was teasing everything it could reach, and it was driving her wild. Ava glanced up, catching a brief glimpse of his glowing eyes and satisfied smile before her eyes drifted shut. He was doing it again—deriving his pleasure from her pleasure. As another orgasm racked her body, his cockhead paused at her lips as he whispered, “You
are
going to suck me again, aren’t you?”

Ava parted her lips in reply, and he pushed his hot flesh into her mouth. The look of sheer ecstasy on his face told her how good it felt to him, but Ava was still convinced that she had the best end of the deal. The flavor was unlike any she’d ever tasted, but the effect was similar to eating dark chocolate laced with Sholerian cream. Savoring him for a moment, she concluded that even though such a flavor combination sounded fabulous, it was still nothing when compared with a freshly fucked Zetithian. Her flavor mingled with his was hot, sweet, and indescribably delicious.

She let go of his cock and smiled to herself as she licked his big, succulent balls. That was one flavor she could easily identify, for he tasted like fresh pecans. Cupping her hands beneath his cockhead, she said firmly, “Now, give me some juice.”

Obediently, Dax flexed his pelvic muscles, sending rivulets of fluid running down into her palms. Lacing her fingers together, she wrapped her hands around his thick penis and slid them from the head to the base. The first stroke had him gasping for air, but when she sucked his nuts into her mouth, he screamed even more loudly than she had. Pumping her hands up and down relentlessly on his cock, she brought him to a quick, intense climax. Dax fell over onto his back, pulling his testicles out of her mouth as he came in her face with a roar, spraying her tongue and cheeks with his thick cream.

The resulting effect on Ava was tripled. She was in the middle of an orgasm from the joy juice that coated his scrotum, had another just from feeling his hot semen hitting her face, and then, right after that, came the euphoric effect from his
snard
.

***

For several long moments, Ava would have been hard pressed to recall her own name, let alone the name of the star freighter that must have blindsided her. So this was how it felt to be
laetralant
… However, hearing an urgent, scuffling sound, she opened one eye and saw that Dax had rolled away from her and was in the act of hurriedly pulling on his pants. Snatching up her dress, he dropped it across her bare back.

“I think our time is up.”

Ava was still only vaguely aware of her surroundings but noted that the platform seemed to be losing altitude. Sitting up much too quickly, her head began to swim and she nearly fell over again. The need for a stint in the recovery room after a trip up into the boughs with one of these guys was now perfectly understandable. A weeklong nap would have been even better.

Dax grabbed her hand and thrust it through the armhole in her dress. “Sorry, but unless you want Waroun to see you…”

Ava’s head cleared immediately. “I, uh, get the picture.” Wrapping the silky fabric across her chest, she fastened the last snap just as the platform landed.

“Oh, I am so disappointed,” Waroun lamented. “I thought at the very least he’d be passed out in your arms.”

“You thought
he’d
be passed out in
my
arms?” Ava echoed. “You’ve
got
to be kidding me.”

Waroun stuck a contemplative finger on his chin as his eyes swept over her. “Tell me; was it good for you, dear?”

“I don’t think I need to answer that,” Ava replied.

“Sorry to bring you down so soon, but she’s getting a little anxious,” Tarq said with a nod toward a Terran lady waiting near the door. “Been booked for a year and a half.”

The lady wasn’t the only one to appear anxious. Tarq’s penis was fully erect and had the most interesting sinuous shape, arching up from the root and taking a downward dip before rising up again at the head. Ava hated to stare, but it was the sort of thing that automatically drew the eye.

“That’s certainly planning ahead,” Teke remarked.

Tarq took the lady’s hand and escorted her onto the floating bower Ava and Dax had vacated. As Ava watched it rise into the air, Waroun began cackling uncontrollably.