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Zyair

Jaz’s scent engulfed me. All I wanted to do was mate with her for hours. And to share her with the two other people that meant the most to me.

My pulsing cock proved that Fate had given her to us. She was our heart and soul. Nothing else mattered.

It was not to be. Because if we were going to have that chance at bliss, we first had to live through this. It was far from a sure thing, as something slammed into the asteroid that sheltered us. Energy pulsed like lightning over the rock, and chunks shook loose to fall around the ship.

The hedgegopher squeaked in panic and vanished back into the air duct.

“Things are not at all funny now,” I admitted through gritted teeth.

My tail tightened, and as gently as possible—considering I was so swollen inside her I could hurt her if I was not careful—I lifted her off the column and sat back down in the seat with her in my lap. Where we remained attached by not only my prehensile appendage, but also by my overlarge cock .

The asteroid shook again, and I fished desperately for the restraint straps. Fractures appeared in the cave as it started to come apart around us.

“Have you noticed the cave collapsing, Zyair?” Xandros asked in Drakonian over the comm, sounding tense.

“It is the battlecruiser,” Rhodes said, surprisingly calmly. “It has decided to blast us out of here.”

“Or to just blast us,” Xandros stated. “Maybe Zyair’s cullions are not as valuable as we assumed.”

I finally got the harness snapped around us, and started flipping switches like mad, bringing the Stardrifter back to life. Along with the shield alarm that began to ping once more.

Which was when my cock pulsed inside her.

She gasped, and a million varied and obscene curses flitted through my brain while I fired the engines. We should have had another long, exquisite, panting round of pure passion, but instead, I had to somehow pilot us out of here while my body completed its own biological imperative.

It happened again. Pulsed, and sent a frisson of pure sensation firing through me. My hands shook on the column.

“Dammit, Zyair,” Jaz gasped. “Stop it. PULL IT OUT!”

“I—I cannot,” I said in English, pouring both honesty and my desperation into those two words. “I have naught control over it.” I gritted my teeth and lifted the Stardrifter from the stone as chunks of the cave fell all around us.

“It’s fucking getting bigger ,” she panted. “How can it get any bigger?”

“Put your hands on my arms,” I stated.

“Is that going to help pull it out?”

“Nothing will help with that. You must focus, or we will not escape without becoming fragmented.”

Fragmented was not the right word, but I was too busy to mine my memory for an English word that meant blasted to bits.

My cock swelled even more, and now began to vibrate within her.

My body did not shaftzing care that the rocks were coming at us.

It just wanted her to bear down, and rub myself, and her, to completion.

By the way Jaz was breathing, it was having the desired effect. But as I shoved the Stardrifter’s throttle forward, she placed her hands on my arms, and began to transmit when and how to duck and dodge.

The precog ability that the serum had awakened was all that was keeping us alive. Considering my body had decided to claim her regardless of the danger we were in, it was as bad a situation as it could be. Shouting for Xandros or Rhodes to take over was pointless.

Everything hinged on our joint piloting effort.

My shaftzing swollen cock began to pulse as well as vibrate, taking every last bit of air from me. Static sparkled at the edges of my vision.

“ Fucking hell,” Jaz rasped. Her hips shifted, rubbing on me. Just as her right hand tightened?—

I dodged a bit of wall. Then we were out of the cave, and into a world lit by phaser fire. The battlecruiser was blasting its way right into the asteroid belt.

Her left hand pulled up, and I yanked back on the column.

A gush of liquid heat from her elicited an involuntary groan from me.

“Is this normal?” she gasped.

“Define normal?” I countered.

Another vibration resonated through us.

“If you knew this was going to happen, maybe you shouldn’t have parked your increasingly giant truck in my garage,” she hissed at me.

It took a moment for my English index to provide the necessary definitions, and I had to assume it wasn’t to be taken literally. “I did not know it was going to happen!” I protested. Although the possibility had certainly existed?—

“What do you mean, you didn’t know? Even if you haven’t been with a woman, this can’t be the first time you’ve rocketed to the stars!”

Was she referring to having an orgasm? She sounded like some of the books I had read. She tightened, and sensation coursed through me. “Yes,” I rasped, “I mean, no.” I was struggling to hear her through the noise in my brain. “This does not happen every time.”

Another pulse, and she gasped. “Why not?”

“Because it only happens when we mate .”

Jaz went rigid. “Mate? Do you mean having sex?”

Had she not understood? “No. I mean mated . It is different.” Could this get any more shaftzing ruined? This was meant to be a beautiful moment… Something slammed against the Stardrifter’s shields, and the alarm increased in its strident tone.

“We can have this discussion once we are safe,” I said desperately, my voice so hoarse the words were barely decipherable.

The vibration increased. I had never experienced this before, only heard about it.

The exquisite sensitivity coursing through my cock was threatening to derail everything I was trying to do.

Jaz’s left hand pushed down, and I dropped the Stardrifter , but a fraction too slow.

The rock bounced off the shields, and the alarm started wailing.

Meanwhile, the shaftzing battlecruiser kept blasting everything around us to pieces. We were dodging segments of pulverized asteroid as much as the beams themselves.

My body shook with a mixture of adrenaline and the sensations induced by the lock, and a sudden surge of protective instinct added impetus to getting us out of here. I pulled on the column and sent the Stardrifter on a course out of the asteroid belt.

The lush green world of Ssanue beckoned to me—even though it was Nirzk occupied, we might be able to find somewhere to hide until I could figure out another escape plan.

Jaz’s hands pulled upward with trembling fingers. As I wrenched hard to rise, an energy bolt passed beneath us. I leaned my head over her shoulder and saw that her eyes were closed.

My cock was not to be denied. Its vibration increased, and Jaz moaned as she tightened around me.

Her hips began, of their own accord, to ride me.

Back and forth, up and down—she only had fractions that she could move at all, I was so swollen inside her.

But my cullions pulled up tight against my body and began to glow. I could not breathe…

Just as we shot free from the asteroids, it all let go with an explosion that had her crying out, and me roaring uncontrollably against her hair. My hips jerked and thrust as she milked every last drop from me.

Then Jaz yelped—and it took me a split second to determine it was due to her precog ability. She yelled, “LEFT, bank left!”

I banked, but the delay caused the bolt from the battlecruiser to hit the Stardrifter with a glancing blow. The energy effortlessly penetrated her dying shields, and plowed a furrow along her metal skin. The surge through the ship caused lightning bolts of destruction to dance over the dash.

Alarms indicated we were venting atmosphere from our starboard side…

“Xandros,” I yelled urgently.

There was a panic-inducing pause, then, “Here. Missed me by three feet. I am sealed off, though. Can we go home now?”

The power dipped as one of the engines died altogether. I flipped switches, diverting power to the other. We were not going to be outrunning any battlecruiser, that was for certain.

The navcube showed the bright dots of Nirzk ships converging on us, followed by the massive bulk of the battlecruiser.

Fate had decreed that Princess Jazmin was ours. Our mate . All that stood between her and those vicious romputs was me and my brothers.

I swallowed, and drove hard for the planet.