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I loved the way his body felt along mine. Granted, I loved how all of them felt, but I was going to savor my big stone drake. He was my shelter. My Mooring, and I feltsafewith him.
That was Keon. Safe and warm like a sun-baked rock. Safe like I’d just hauled myself up out of a stormy ocean and could regroup on this here tiny island in the middle of a wet, sloshy hell. Safe like having to pee really bad and the gas station bathroom key was, in fact, available and the clerk didn’t even hassle you about buying something first.
You were still a thousand miles from home driving a late model econobox with four bald tires through a snow storm, or you were washed up on that island with no food or water, but for thatbriefsecond, you felt that profound relief.
“Being here with you?” Sure, let’s indulge the sap for a moment. No shame.
His smile intensified, and he glanced down for a half a second, shyly, then realized doing that he got a look at the boobs brushing his chest.
“You can look,” I teased. “Perks of good behavior.”
“I’d like to do more than look.”
“That candefinitelybe arranged. But first, tell me this good news. Unless that was the good news.”
That seemed to mortify him. He yanked his eyes off my boobs, cleared his throat, and said, “There are a few translation codexes.”
“To what?”
“For Homeworld dialect to modern Earth. At some point, someone realized that the two dialects had diverged a fair bit, and decided to write a simple codex for the translation AI to parse slang and idioms. It’s archaic, obviously, but will remove a degree of difficulty.”
“That’s amazing!” I threw my arms around his neck while hopping up and down. “Are there any other codexes? Language guides?”
“No, but Hekon did find an entire tomb of obscure pictographs that we don’t have in Lemuria.”
I blinked. “Like a whole other dictionary?”
“About sixty thousand. They mostly seem to be Homeworld-specific. Like names of continents and cities and significant Wyrms and pictographs of the Nine Dead Gods in various aspects. Different planets, stars.”
Sixty thousand? That was like finding sixty thousand new words. The average American knew about twenty-something-thousand words.
He smiled that charming Keon smile that had struck me right in the squishy bits back when I’d first met him at the dive bar by the docks.
“If Mahon wasn’t here,” I told him under my breath, “I’d tell you to fuck me in that field over there.”
“I wouldn’t.”
“What? Why not?” I whisper-whined, although his cock had started to twitch against me. Shendyts just didn’t provideanyprotection or modesty.
“Because,” he ducked his head low to my ear, “our first time together, I want to enjoy every part of you.”
I quivered. “Ohreally.”
He slid closer, caressing my back slightly in a way that drove my nerves insane. “If you think Auryn was the shameless one, you’re wrong.”
“Am I?” I whispered. Not that I’d ever considered Aurynshameless. Akoni was the shameless one. Auryn was the gentle dom that loved to be ringmaster.
He kissed my shoulder. His cock shoved against me, rigid and ready. I bit down a whimper because Mahon wasright over there. Keon kept up his three-fingered feather-light caresses of precise points on my spine. “I was topside much longer than him. I wanted a human consort more than anything. And I devoted myself to learning everything possible about pleasing her when I found her. Every technique. Every permutation. Every eventuality. Auryn might be the Healer, but I devoted myself to human women like he devoted himself to his magic.”
My pussy pulsed and obediently started to drool for him. “Are you saying you’re worse than Laen?”
“Who do you think taught Laen the fine art of discretion?” Another flick of a caress over very specific points of my back.
Every caress drew my nerves to the surface, then my magic, like he could pull the ribbons out of my bones. I bit down a gasp (becauseMahon) and Keon kept up with it, his precise fingers feeling along my spine, then delicate points across my hips, then my thighs, and he kissed a small, tiny spot on my neck. Jolts and shocks went through my netherbits and I squirmed, pressing my thighs together and not daring to make a sound.
He stopped abruptly and stepped back, his cock trying to tear a hole in his shendyt.
I stared at it, disbelieving he was even here for me to look at, or how soaking wet my pussy was while it drooled stupidly on my thighs.
