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“It looks like a human cock,” she said. “Like a Toth one. Maybe you have a hairier foreskin, but—”

“I mean, we are all compatible with each other, so that would make sense.”

“Excepthuge.” This was an accusation. “Where is your pleasure cock?”

“It’s, you know, tucked away.”

“And you can’t tuck that away?”

“It, like, the scrotum part just keeps knocking it—”

“Maybe put your pleasure cock in front of it.”

“I don’t think that makes any sense,” I muttered. “I mean that’s just going to stimulate my pleasure cock, and—”

“I don’t want tolookat it.”

“Well, avert your fucking eyes!” I snapped.

She let out a trembling breath and then she was suddenly touching me, her hands were on me—

I snatched at her fingers, her wrists. I wasn’t gentle. I forced her hands away. “Stop.”

She backed off, pulling her hands back. “No, you’re right, that was fucked up. Just because your genitals are hanging out there like that doesn’t mean I should feel as if I have the right to touch them.” Her voice was shaking.

“Let’s walk,” I said in a measured, even voice.

“Yeah,” she said. “Yeah, let’s walk.”

We walked.

I was hard. Just… it was happening. My cock was stiff and it was sticking out of me, and it felt… good.

But I breathed. I just breathed and breathed, and it… nothing happened. I didn’t go insane. I didn’t lose my head. I was simply turned on and thinking about all the blood that was rushing there and how it felt and I wasn’t… I was fine.

I was in control.

Maybe this was going to be okay.

Maybe… maybe all the stuff about the crazed mating instinct had been exaggerated. Maybe I would not lose my head at all. Maybe I wouldn’t force myself on her.

We walked and walked.

And then the ship came into view, and she saw it, and she clapped her hands and let out a whoop and she started running for it.

The sight of her like that, running through the woods, the shape of her hips and ass and legs, it—

My cock pulsed and I felt as if a spark of something traveled up my spine and burst right at the base of my skull.

Ihadto chase her.

TEN

cypra

I looked over my shoulder and he was coming for me, and he didn’t look… sane.

There was some expression on his face, something that was single-minded and empty,wild. I should have called out his name or tried to communicate with him.

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