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“Mmmmmm,” I moan. This is good too.

He drives his hips up, hitting me deep with every thrust. I want to tell him to slow down, but I don’t at the same time. I just roll my head back as he does all of the work. I hold onto his sexy shoulders for support as his rhythm ramps up to a pounding.

My body finally gives in, my pussy pulsing in orgasm around him. I’m crying out through gritted teeth as the intense waves of pleasure flow through my arms and legs, all the way to my fucking toes.

My body goes limp and even though I just had an incredible orgasm, I want another.

And it looks like I’m going to get it. Straykeer just increases his relentless pace, fucking me with a savage intensity.

I can’t see. I can barely breathe. He lifts me up and I have no concept of space and time as he turns me around and places me on my shaking hands and knees.

“Oh fuck,” I moan as he grips my ass cheeks and slides into my pussy. He feels even bigger fucking me doggy style, hitting places inside of my body that I didn’t know existed.

It’s not long before I can feel an orgasm coming once again. He pulls them from my body so easily.

I can’t believe that I thought this was a bad idea. It’s been the only moment of enjoyment I’ve had since the spaceship crashed.

The roaring of the waterfall behind us is drowning out the sound of my incoherent cries and moans. His muscular thighs slap against mine with every powerful thrust. His groans get louder, closer together as he begins to move faster. Harder. Hitting me with deep, stronger strokes.

My heart is racing dangerously fast as I feel another orgasm coming to consume me. I can’t handle a third one. They’re too intense.

I turn to tell him to stop but a deep moan comes out of my throat instead.

“Fuck!” I scream as I scratch my fingernails along the hard wet rock. I turn and look at him as he’s fucking me. He’s clenching his jaw. He’s close to the edge.

With a carnal roar, he releases deep in my pussy and I fall over the edge with him as I feel his warm come coating my insides.

My body is spent when the swirling heat of my orgasm finally dissipates. I drop to the wet rock, gasping for air like a fish out of water.

His cock slips free and I feel empty at the loss. I want it back inside me, even though my pussy is too sensitive to handle it.

He lies down beside me, curling his body around me. The warmth of his skin feels like a blanket and I squeeze a little closer, wanting him as close as possible.

Maybe it’s not as strange as I first thought. It does feel very natural. I feel so safe with him beside me.

I rest my cheek on his muscular arm, smiling as I feel his heart beating against my back. I’m thankful to him for giving me this moment. This one shred of happiness on such a dark planet.

Even if the rest of my life is filled with horror, I’ll remember this moment always.

I scooch a little closer to him and fall asleep to the roaring of the waterfall.





eight




A few days pass with me riding on Straykeer’s back all day and riding on his cock all night. I’m getting attached to him. I can feel it.

And it’s not just because of the multiple, mind-shattering orgasms that he always rips out of me, it’s because of him. I love the calm confident way that he moves around this dangerous environment. He isn’t scared of anything and neither am I with him by my side.

He’s willing to die for me, that I know for sure. The other day he tackled an unlucky velociraptor who was sniffing around our camp. Straykeer planted a sword into the terrifying beast’s throat, killing it to protect me.

I love clinging to his back as he walks with long confident strides. His chin is always in the air as he moves, looking like the alpha male that he is. I like to nestle my nose into his silky soft hair and breathe in the rugged comforting scent that I’m beginning to love.

I wrap my arms around his thick neck, every so often taking a break to feel his rolling shoulders or large bulky biceps. His body is a masterpiece. It’s almost as if the human male was a rough draft by God and then he perfected the design on the Drandroka of this planet. Bigger and stronger muscles, vibrating cock, magical tingling saliva, and that smile. Fuck, I love that smile.

“The dominant Straykeer and his Mandy will stop here for the night.”

I smile to myself as I climb off of his strong back. I just love how he adds a list of adjectives and descriptors before he says his name in the third person. It’s cocky as all hell, but it’s also pretty cute.

“Thank you, the most dominant of the dominant males, Straykeer,” I say with a giggle.

He just nods, my teasing sarcasm flying over his head like a runaway bullet. “You’re welcome.”

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