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"Alahna," I rasped into her ear, kissing her neck and lingering at the hollow where neck met shoulder.
She pressed her hands against the window and pushed her ass into my groin to meet my stiff cock. Her hips began to gyrate, and I moaned again. I allowed one hand to trail from her breast, down over her stomach to the hair covering her pussy. With a deep sigh, she spread her legs for me, and my finger found her clit. Carefully, I circled it. She moaned, turning her head and pressing her ass even harder into me.
My finger explored more of her cunt, finding it wet and ready for me.
"Brogan. Take me," she offered again.
I pulled her back by her hips and began to thrust into her already wet pussy. A deep groan escaped me as her cunt embraced me. This was just what I needed.
She was soft and malleable, allowing me to grab her hips and to move her body back and forth on my cock. Gods, she felt good.
Her moaning intensified and that mixed with the slapping of our flesh, was like music to my ears. I moved her faster and harder, grabbing her hips so roughly I worried she might be bruised the next day, but she didn't seem to mind. Instead, she panted my name, encouraging me to go harder.
"Oh God, Brogan," she cried out, taking a hard, rasping breath in while stiffening against me. Her pussy tightened around my cock as more liquid flowed against it, and then her walls began to pulse.
All blood left my body, shooting into my cock as it readied itself to ejaculate my seed into her more-than-ready womb. Dizziness and incredible lightness overcame me as I thrust deep into her warm passage, crying her name. "Alahna!"
IknewBroganwasn'thappy with me, but I spent as much time as possible with Christina, first in her room and then, after a couple of days, in the stables.
Cisco, who had taken a liking to her, snuggled figure eights between her feet while I introduced her to Samju, who was getting fat from lack of exercise despite some brave handlers taking him out into the arena once a day. It was too cold to allow him more than an hour of exercise and since I wasn't here all the time to keep him company like I used to, especially during the cold season, he ate.
A sentiment I understood, because lately, that was all I wanted to do too.
"These horses are massive," Christina, or Chrissy, as she told me to call her, exclaimed when she first laid eyes on our horses.
"We breed them bigger so they can carry the Thyres," I said proudly. "How much bigger than Earth… eh Terran horses are they?" I asked curiously.
"I've never seen a Terran horse, they along with any surviving animal life are held in sanctuaries where not many are allowed to see them."
I wrinkled my eyebrow. "Why would they do that? What's the sense of saving the species when nobody can see them?"
She shrugged with a noncommittal expression on her face, which I had seen a lot over the past few days whenever we talked about something that didn't seem to make sense to her either.
"Can I… can I touch him?"
"Sure, come here. Carefully and slowly though, because Samju is kinda mean. Meaner than the others," I warned her and Samju I counseled, "Be nice."
He snorted, but when I took Chrissy's hand and gently guided it up and down his nose, he allowed it.
"He's so soft."
"He likes you," I observed.
"So does your grover." She giggled.
"Cisco is a little traitor," I said with a smile, still amazed at how quickly he had taken to her.
"And… Brogan." Whenever Chrissy said his name, it sounded as if she had bitten into a very sour lemon. "He's okay with you having these pets?"
I snorted. "Samju isn't really a pet," I corrected. "But yes, Brogan doesn't mind. He won't admit it, but he loves Cisco."
"I have to confess, he isn't fully what I had expected of a barbarian."
I flinched, and she apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but we were told all indigenous were barbarians on Thyre."
"Well, some are, like Uthar." I tried to lighten the mood and it worked. We both giggled. There was no love lost between her and Uthar.
Over the course of the last few days, we had grown somewhat used to the Vandalls enjoying our hospitality, although I didn't think Uthar was a man one could ever get used to. He was very intense and from what I had seen and heard of what had happened to his people, I couldn't fully fault him, although, I was sure the Vandalls deserved most of what had happened to them. They had terrorized the Thyres for centuries.
