10: Sahei🔥(Mourning Crow)

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He smells good.

I awoke on my side, resting on Eh'kt's arm feeling lazy and half inebriated from spending the last few days mating non-stop. Not that there was any chance of procreating.

That remained a subject necessitating an in-depth discussion and at the moment, Eh'kt and I were enthusiastically preoccupied.

Eh'kt's quills stirred, followed by a yawn and his giant black claws sliding over my thigh.

"We arrive on Sahei today?"

"Mmmm..." Eh'kt pulled me to his chest. One of his longest quills slithered into my hair as he thrummed and nuzzled his chin into the back of my neck. Then my favorite appendage unfurled.

At first glance, you'd think all adult Zhaguai were all tailless, but the males weren't. Theirs were slippery, and secret, and poked out the front end.

His pale grey organ slid between my thighs with its nearly white glistening head jutting out below my folds.

I touched the engorged cap and caressed its tiny crown of bumpy ridges, making Eh'kt growl and squeeze me tighter until a bead of translucent precum leaked out.

I freaked the first time I saw the actual stuff. I thought he was bleeding, or I was. It was a very disturbing visual. Razkur jizz was orange, but Eh'kt calmly demonstrated that Zhaguai cum was white. It helped that it didn't move like blood in thermal, but most times when he finished, I closed my eyes and condensed my vision to infrared.

Eh'kt's reproductive differences presented another question. Could Zhaguai seed ever take root in me? Triads weren't just a sensible strategy for child-rearing in Menthla's harsh terrain, it was how razkurs were biologically conceived.

"Will I go to the Institute first?"

"Yes," Eh'kt rocked his hips, gliding his cock back and forth against my wet slit. "They will have questions. But it's forbidden for them to detain you. You are my lifemate."

"Just like that?" I glanced back.

"You are mine," he kissed me and pushed himself inside. "Legally, you are now part of Jahaa, a member of my clan."

The rows of smooth, rippled nodules running up and down the sides of his shaft stoked a fire in my belly.

"You've broken no laws and are not our enemy," he continued. "However, the Graven are a hazard that we will need to take measures to circumvent or eliminate. Your testimony will be vital. I've already programmed the comms to broadcast an encrypted file to the Institute when we're in range."

Eh'kt's pulse reverberated within me, like I was being skewered by a tuning fork emitting molten plasma.

"Your recordings should abbreviate the procedure," Eh'kt raised my leg and stroked my clit to make me purr.

How was he still conversing coherently?

"When I brought up offspring..." I stammered. It was like my veins were being pumped full of prismatic magma. "You didn't sound concerned."

Eh'kt growled and thrust even harder, forcing me to shudder.

Ash and water! Was his dick made of thermite?

"My people frequently dabble in refining our DNA. Some clans are more extreme in this practice than others," Eh'kt licked my ear. "It is possible for Zhaguai to breed with other species. There are no complications in this arena that our technology cannot override."

"Even though razkurs require more than one male to conceive?"

Eh'kt rolled on top of me, planting me face down and pounding his mast as though he were staking his claim.

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