Avril grabbed hold of his tail and ran her nails up and down it several times. “Now, it’s your turn.”
Iska hissed out his desire as she kept stroking him. He grabbed her hips and thrust hard and deep inside her.
The friction of her fingers and the feel of her wetness around his cock was too much. Iska had been holding in his desire for long enough. With a growl, he orgasmed, the sensation pulsing through him in hot, pleasurable waves as he pumped into Avril.
“That wasn’t a scream, but I’ll take a happy sounding growl,” she said.
Iska purred as he wrapped his arms around her and held Avril close. His lips caressed her ear and neck, enjoying the thrum of her racing pulse, knowing he’d done that to her.
She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. “You’re like a giant teddy bear.”
“What the fuck is a teddy bear?”
“Oh, it’s an Earth thing. Kids have them.”
“I’m like a child’s toy?” He grunted unhappily. “That does not sound like a turn on.”
“Oh, no, you’re the horniest, sexiest, rudest teddy bear I’ve ever met.”
“I guess that’s a little better.”
“Just so you know, I always take my teddy bear to bed at night and hug him.”
Iska tilted his head. “I could live with being your horny teddy bear.”
“I always sleep naked with my bear. I love the feel of his fur on my flesh.”
Iska rumbled a purr in Avril’s ear before chasing his tongue down the side of her neck. He was ready to explore the different ways he could make his beautiful human enjoy herself.
As he laid her on the bed and decided she needed a thorough inspection with his tongue, he felt himself relax for the first time in his life.
He was finally happy. He was home.
Chapter 25
“That particular hole has nothing to do with sexual reproduction.” Avril shook her head in despair.
The group of dark gray, furry Rolon in front of her had been misbehaving ever since she’d come into the training room.
She didn’t blame them for being on the excited side. They’d had to wait almost a week for their induction session. That was her fault. You never trained a group of Rolon when you were ovulating. If they came into contact with a fertile human female, they’d lose control, try to strip her, and mate with her.
There had been a few embarrassing incidents on board Prodigy because of this behavior. As a condition of their continued use of My Single Alien, each Rolon was fitted with a shock collar. Security could use it to shock them if they got out of control when they sniffed out someone in season, as they liked to call it.
In order to keep them under control, you never walked into a room when your pheromones pumped out a come get me guys; I’m fertile and will give you an adorable baby vibe.
Even so, this group had needed a stern telling off on several occasions. That was something she was now happy to do. Since fighting alongside Iska and ending the sick games the Vincole and Mehab had run, she no longer apologized every time she did something that might cause offense. She was a warrior in her games and in real life. It made her feel amazing.
“Nell, I could do with a hand.” Avril gestured Nell Saunders closer.
Normally, Nell was involved in the matchmaking at My Single Alien, but when Avril had a particularly large and boisterous group to train, she’d lean on Nell for assistance.
Nell had an ability to calm everyone. It might have something to do with her serious nature. No matter the situation, she was always calm and composed.
At least, she had been calm and content until recently. More and more, Avril had noticed Nell staring into space as if occupied with some concern she wasn’t willing to share.
She’d also started a collection of crystals that sat on her desk at work. Whenever Avril asked her about them, Nell simply said she thought they were pretty.
Avril wasn’t convinced, which was part of the reason she’d gotten her in the training room today. Diadora had been cracking the whip over them all. Perhaps Nell needed a break. Although, a room full of boisterous Rolons wasn’t exactly an easy ride.
“What do you need me to do?” Nell asked.
“We’re dividing the group into two.” Avril leaned closer to Nell. “In smaller numbers, they’ll be easier to handle. Watch out for that one in the back on the left. He’s got a glint in his eye I don’t like.”
“I’ll take care of him,” Nell said. “I spotted him not paying attention and making jokes. Anyone would think he didn’t want a mate.”
Avril smiled at her. Nell could always be depended upon.
“Listen up, everybody.” Avril clapped her hands together. “We’re moving on to look at the appropriate areas to stimulate during foreplay with your new mate.”
“The butthole is to be avoided,” a Rolon at the back called out.
“Most human women consider it a one-way passage. Everyone is different, so speak to your partner and see what she likes. Don’t go sticking your bits anywhere she says you can’t touch. That includes the ears.”
Avril had been debating with a Rolon for the last five minutes why the ear canal was not a suitable area to stimulate. She’d suggested he tug on the earlobe with his teeth, but gently. He was still not satisfied. She’d make sure his new mate knew he had a fetish about ears just in case he decided to try sticking something in hers that he shouldn’t.
“Do you like your butthole entered?” the Rolon asked.
Avril glanced at Nell. “I can’t say I do.”
“What about you?” The Rolon turned his furry muzzle toward Nell.
Nell pressed her lips together and shook her head.
“That’s enough about our particular interests. You need to ask your mates these questions. And ask delicately. Don’t probe before you ask. Always take time to find out what your mate likes. She will do likewise, and therefore, you will both be satisfied.”
“What if I’m only interested in ear holes and buttholes?”
“Then you’re in the wrong place,” Avril said. “You don’t demand to fill a particular hole because it’s your whim. The relationships you’re all entering are positive and supportive ones. Neither of you should do anything you’re not happy about.”
The Rolon slumped back in his seat and folded his arms over his chest.
“That’s another one we need to keep an eye on,” Avril whispered to Nell.
“We want to see a butthole,” the Rolon at the back started chanting. “We want to see a butthole.”
Several of his companions looked embarrassed, but a few joined in the chant and thumped their hands on the desk.
“For goodness sake,” Avril said. “No buttholes. The buttholes are closed permanently. No more questions about butts, no more requests to see a butthole. Buttholes are off the table.”
The training room door slammed open. Iska strode in unannounced. His cold gaze swept across the room, and the cries for buttholes ceased.
“Is everything okay in here?” He looked at Avril and winked.
“Everything is fine. Our new intake is a little excited about meeting their mates.”
Iska grabbed Avril around the waist and kissed her. His mouth brushed against her ear. “More like they’re interested in meeting their butts.” He tapped a hand against her butt cheek.
Avril smiled up at him. She still couldn’t believe this alien was hers. It had been three weeks since they’d escaped the game. Three weeks of lust-filled, orgasmic nights and sometimes days. Iska made her feel like a goddess.
He kept hold of her as he looked around the room. “Human women love to be swept off their feet. They want nothing more than to know they are the most desirable creature you have ever met. You make them feel adored and precious. They are a gift to us.” He tipped Avril back and planted a kiss on her lips.
She couldn’t help but laugh. Avril felt like she was in a fairy tale and her rugged, curse-filled knight had come to claim her.
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p; She was even used to his swearing. Iska tried really hard not to curse in every sentence, but it was like he was programed to be crude. She’d even picked up a few new swear words of her own to use when the moment called for it.
And when they were alone and naked, Avril was happy to spout obscenities. It excited her, and it made Iska work even harder to coax another orgasm out of her, something he was amazing at doing.
Iska’s lips shifted to her ear again. “I will always adore you.”
Avril sighed with pleasure. It had been worth waiting for Iska to come into her life. He made her reality a thousand times better than the role-playing games she’d lived for.
As he righted her and looked around the room as if checking for any trouble from the Rolons, Avril noticed Nell inspecting her nails.
Nell didn’t smile much these days. When she’d first arrived on Prodigy, she’d been as excited and wide-eyed as they all were.
She used to talk about someone she’d left behind on Earth but never talked about her current love life.
Avril twisted her mouth to the side as she studied her friend. Nell could be lonely. Maybe she needed help meeting someone.
Avril glanced at Iska and smiled. An alien in her life, that’s what would make Nell smile again. It had worked for her.
Iska kissed her cheek. “You let me know if this lot gives you any trouble.” He glared around the room. “Treat your mates with respect. No probing butts unless they green light it. And if I hear any of you have tried touching my mate’s butt, fur will fly.”
The Rolon all grumbled and grudgingly nodded.
Avril watched Iska leave the room and dragged her attention back to her students. “Okay, class, on to the clitoris. Who wants to learn how to make a human female climax?”
Every hand shot in the air.
Avril suppressed a laugh. She looked over at Nell and saw a wistful expression on her face. Yes, she needed to help Nell. An alien of her own, that’s what she needed to make her happy again.
It would need to be someone smart, resourceful, easy on the eye, and kind. Her gaze went around the room. Not a Rolon, they were too boisterous.
There would be someone out there for Nell. Someone to make her world come alive again and bring a sparkle to her eyes.
As Avril brought up a 3-D image of a clitoris and fielded questions from the Rolon, her sub-conscious got to work. Nell would find love among the stars, just as she had.
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