New sensations that should be alien weren’t. Instead, I came around his cock while my old dick shot out with need. Sex as a Human male was never exactly clean but now I shot from two areas.

He held me while my orgasm came. With every spurt, more of my seed shot into the sand. Sperm that would never impregnate anyone, but that didn’t matter. My job was to take his.

More spurts came, and I lost track of how many times I came.

He ground against me and I felt the end of his flared out dick. My ass was already wet with Femeni slick but now it had something new. His warm, sticky arousal that might change me even more than I’ve already experienced.

He already pained me, but more so with his widened cock head. For several minutes he held me still while he continued to pump me full of his baby making seed. He pulled back with a scent of reluctance then grunted with satisfaction as my ass held him in place.

Both instinct and the implant confirmed it. With his cock wider at the end, he would be in me for a while.

He panted several times while I continued to clench around him. “That was pain and pleasure. Now let’s see if I impregnated you. If not, we’ll do it again… and again, until you’re with my seed.”

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Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

PETER

It didn’t take.

Earthlings were fertile after the operation, but nothing yet. It wasn’t for lack of trying.

The heat grew from behind and within before I forced it away. That’s for damn sure.

It’s been a few weeks since he took me. Matros spent the time instructing me on the duties and expectations of a proper Femeni – both in and out of the bedroom. Mostly, don’t embarrass your Alpha or Soturi as they say here. Look for dangers, and if you aren’t sure, consult Gerlari of the Royal Guard.

Damn. This is real.

I expected that one day I would leave the hills of Tennessee and do something big. Did I ever? Before, I knew there was a whole world out there to see. I never expected another one light years away.

I still didn’t know how to describe all the differences. So many things were opposites. Tennessee was so green with hills, mountains, and valleys. All one painted color – except for the coal mines and brown-yellow leaves in the fall. Here was nothing but white-brown islands and blue water. So much water!

I held the warm hand of my husband and looked out through the transparent ‘bubble’ of our aquatic craft. Down we dove toward a lit domed city within a sea of dark. When I first arrived, I suspected the islands or maybe one of the floating cities was where I would live. That’s all the choices there could be, right?