The temple air was heavy with a musky fragrance. It was noticeably fresh as an acolyte added powder to the burners around the temple. Incense helped stir arousal in the patrons. Hunters were scattered around the room in pairs, multiples, or alone, taking care of that ragged edge that the season brought upon their raging hormones.
The mating season would commence soon. Males were chomping at the bit to expel the itch that clawed beneath their skin.
Di'kaadh was one of those.
After the fight, he had nowhere to expel the building arousal from putting Kira down. Instinct demanded he mate her when he beat her in combat. Going against his animal nature had been an arduous task.
It certainly wasn't rewarding, either.
Visiting the temple of Kayana would temper his libido.
Di'kaadh wove through the crowded room, searching for his usual relief partner. Per usual, the male haunted the depths of the room, enjoying the perfect view his spot along the rear wall offered. He chuffed at seeing his old friend's inclination for voyeurism on display. Oki'abe's acidic yellow eyes brazenly roamed the room as he pumped his cock jerkily. They locked on Di'kaadh as he circled three males tangled together, tending to each other's cocks.
When he finally sat beside Oki'abe, he wasted no time unbuckling his loincloth to allow his cock to greet the air. His charcoal turgid dick greeted him looking incredibly slick thanks to the natural lubricant his sheath coated the organ with. The fins adorning his length fluttered as he registered the cool air greeting it. He hissed softly, a shudder running through his body.
"You fought well," Oki'abe greeted him.
Di'kaadh grunted, accepting a small bowl of oil from a passing acolyte. He dipped his fingers into the warm, amber liquid and lathered his needy cock. Nearly instantly, his body warmed, and a moan left his gritted teeth. The oil was an aphrodisiac that helped males like himself who had no sexual urges toward others of his sex.
"The female has skill. If she is strong enough to survive her chiva, males will fight to mate with her." Oki'abe continued, his eyes remaining on Di'kaadh.
He sighed, swallowing his annoyance at the thought of Kira.
"Only the gods know what will become of her," Di'kaadh replied tersely.
"May I assist you, old friend?" The voyeur offered, his free hand hovering just over Di'kaadh's cock fins.
The warmth of flesh near them shot a flare of heat through his core.
Wordlessly, Di'kaadh thrust his hips upwards in silent consent. He let his head fall back against the wall when Oki'abe caged his wanting cock and stroked.
Like always, his relief companion was quite skilled. They rarely had complete conversations, but there was a mutual respect that had been built and maintained between the two. While Oki'abe had discovered his preference for males during puberty, Di'kaadh had found he only cared for the women. His loins only stirred for them. He could appreciate another male's attractiveness, strength, and hunting skill, but there hadn't been anything but companionship behind it.
"May I return...the favor?" Di'kaadh asked through gritted fangs. He clawed at the cushioned bench they sat on.
"Kayana wills it," his friend reminded him with a smirk.
Di'kaadh ignored Oki'abe's following moan when he took hold of his cock and began to stroke. He panted, riding the waves of heat licking his core. The mating season couldn't come faster. White hot pleasure coursed through him. Memories of past successful matings helped his driving need. Visions of the vicious fights to subdue his favorite were especially welcome.
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Kira
Hayran KurguKira was raised from a young age to be a weapon for humans. She wants more out of life and eventually gets it when a hunter from the stars, a male of her species, arrives to wreak havoc on the only home she's ever known. At his side, she embarks on...
