Dynah Battleship, Fourth Quadrant, Andromeda Galaxy.

She smelled like the delicacy of his home world. Zogan could barely keep from taking her right when she'd walked back into the room with the smell all over her. He'd wanted her from the moment she'd smiled at him in the eating room. The smile lit up her eyes and for the first time Zogan had thought of her as beautiful. He'd looked away and tried to compose himself but then she'd laughed. His self-control had gone downhill from there. He hadn't planned on taking her to bed but he'd tasted the air and her arousal had assailed his senses, his body had instantly responded. She'd surprised him when she boldly accepted his invitation, he'd phrased it in such a way she could have easily gotten out of it if she had no interest in him. He'd hardened even more when she'd asked him if he had meant alone.

When Mya reentered the room, his eyes had travelled down her exposed body. Soft and supple, small and toned, but made with steel underneath. He'd wanted to taste every inch of her. When she'd pressed her lips against his he'd been momentarily confused but as she led, he followed and found that the sensations pleased him greatly.

He now trailed kisses down her neck and between what she'd called, her breasts. The females of his world did not have them and he was intrigued. In his hands they were soft, and he could not resist, lightly squeezing its brown peaks. When he did her mouth opened in a sigh and she bit her lip. He liked that sight very much. He sucked on it next looking up to see what reaction it would draw and she moaned. A breathy soft sound that caused him to see red, he didn't think he would be able to go slow or control himself. He pushed them together and blew his hot breath on the small but hardening nubs and then sucked them into his mouth, they grew under his attention.

He moved lower planting his kisses along her stomach and along her thighs. Slowly pushing them apart, he inhaled deeply. His tongue shot out. Her pheromones spread across his senses; his manhood ached. He pressed as skilled tongue to her wet slit and ate greedily, not able to tease her like he'd planned, her small hand reached down to grasp his horn. She didn't know that the horns of Kozan males were sensitive, he hissed in pleasure. Her hand tightened as she registered the cause of the sound. She moaned loudly urging him on as he sucked on her bud eagerly.

"Fuck!" she shouted and writhed on the bed in pleasure, trying to scamper away and draw him closer at the same time. Her juices coated his mouth as he pulled away and she rose up to suck on his lips, he groaned in pleasure at the freeness of this little human.

She reached down as he knelt and began to unfasten his pants. She seemed to be having trouble with his fastenings and he helped her, getting off the bed to take off his pants and boots completely. He sprang free and Mya's eyes filled with a startling hunger as she took him in with rounded eyes, her mouth curled into a smile. He briefly wondered how different his anatomy was to human males before she herded him back onto the bed and sank to her knees, taking almost half of his length into her mouth in one smooth movement. His mind blanked and he could do nothing but try to stay upright as this little Hyeesh demon tried to suck his soul out through his throbbing manhood. He held onto the hovering bed and almost fell over when he felt the back of her throat convulse around him. He'd never felt such a thing before. She was driving him mad, he wanted to be inside her now.

He was huge but not, not going to fit huge. She'd thought as his manhood sprung free before her. She didn't know what came over her, but she'd practically jumped on him and sucked as much of him as she could into her mouth before his pants were fully off. His cock was phallic but ribbed, larger at the base and tapered near its tip. Smaller ridges lined the underside but on top were larger ones forming rows, it would make for a far more pleasurable experience; her lower regions pulsed in anticipation. She pulled him deep into her mouth using a trick she'd learned at university when she'd had friends her age and they'd talked about everything under the sun. She swallowed around him and felt his knees buckle, using her hands she pumped him slowly and deliberately to add to the sensations her mouth and tongue were giving him. He growled, and she felt a flood of wetness rush from her, a hiss filled the air as if he could sense her readiness and he pulled her off him, a soft plop filling the room as he slipped free from her mouth, he flung her onto the bed.

She watched as he ran a hand through his locs and looked at her as if she were something wild, something new, something that had him completely under her control. She smiled a slow sensuous smile and turned over onto all fours, her favorite position, she was going to enjoy this. Her stomach tightened in anticipation, she glanced at him over her shoulder, and bared her teeth mimicking the fierce smile he'd given her earlier. He pounced and she felt a flash of fear as her mind registered that she was prey and this male before her was all predator, his sights fixed solely onto her. He grabbed her as gently as she imagined he could manage and slowly pushed into her, giving her body time to adjust to his girth and length. He filled her completely, she wriggled her backside to get him to fit comfortably and he hissed long and hard. She smiled and did it again and gasped loudly as he smacked her hard on the right cheek.

It stung but the pain mixing with the pleasure of him finally moving in her had her moaning, as she arched her back more, opening up herself to him. He took her hard and fast and she voiced her encouragement. She wanted him to fuck her wildly, she wanted him to ravage her with his raw power and prowess. She felt a swell start in her pelvis as he pumped into her and she mewled, pushing back onto him as hard as she could. He slapped the left cheek and the sharp sensation drove her over the edge, she shattered into a million pieces as her orgasm swallowed her. Her muscles contracted hard around him, and he roared as he rutted deep inside her, and she felt warmth spread within her as he did. He collapsed onto the bed with her, pulling her down as he did so. They lay still, both breathing hard. Mya still lost in the aftershocks of her orgasm.

A few moments passed and as Mya began to drift off into an exhausted sleep, she heard Zogan say, "Definitely, not what I expected."

She turned to face him fully and lifted her eyebrows.

"You're much stronger than I thought," he continued, answering her unspoken question. "Your mouth is that of a demon too."

Laughter bubbled from her chest and she slapped his arm away from her, he rose and began to pull on his clothes. Mya watched him through heavy eyes, the exhaustion from earlier returning full force.

"Let's do this again sometime." She murmured, crawling higher into the bed and settling in under the covers, she heard Zogan's boots zip up and his loud snicker, "Absolutely."

The door chimed softly as he exited her room.

....

Amaryah was still tired when her alarm on her comm chimed, she'd snoozed it enough times that she knew she was probably late for her lesson with her guide. She didn't care, stretching in the bed she was reminded of her activities from before by the delicious aches throughout her body, particularly between her thighs. She smiled at the memory, it turned out that the commander was also a beast in the sheets. She snorted at her own joke, picking up her comm and silencing the alarm. Her device showed that she had a private message from Yavik letting her know that he'd see her at lunch since he had some research to take care of. She quickly replied letting him know she was off to her lectures with Ma' Loupe.

She put her comm on the shelf as the nozzle hummed to life. She felt sticky and was glad for the warm liquid that ran over her body removing all evidence of her earlier romp with him. A delicious warmth spread through her as she remembered his head between her legs, and she sighed and scrubbed at her forehead with the pads of her fingers. She was in some deep trouble. She was relieved she'd gone through with the temporary sterilization process on earth when she'd reached of age. She certainly hadn't wanted to bring a child into the struggle life under the dome and she definitely didn't want one now that she was beginning this new adventure. When she was settled and had everything she thought that would allow her to make life for another human being comfortable she'd have the process reversed. She hoped highly advanced aliens would know a thing or two about her reproductive system to do it easily. She wasn't even sure if humans could have babies with alien species. Wow, what is my life right now? She pondered as she dried and palmed through her assortment of clothing.

She was fully dressed in almost all white as she left for the study room. A white fitted pants, thigh high boots and a grey shirt that fit her beautifully. Her hair piled on top of her head in a cascade of curls, she was feeling extra great today, probably because of her nightcap with the commander. When she walked into the library her glow dampened a bit when she realized her guide was pissed at her for being late.

"I'm sorry, I lost track of time, I promise it won't happen again."

She fell into a chair, trying her best to look contrite. Her guide huffed but accepted her apology, immediately diving into the day's lesson, Mating. She almost spit out the fruits she'd been eating when the guide mentioned the word. The guide, completely oblivious to her reaction taught her just about everything she could know. It turns out the Kozan mated for life when they found the right person, sometimes taking two or more mates if the situation was right. The mating ceremony was held in the sacred forest, and tattoos representative of their mate's spirit were given in the presence of family and close friends, one of which did the tattooing. It seemed to be a very intimate affair. Mya listened, intrigued by the information she was given. The Kozan felt deeply about the ceremony and the pairing afterward, it could never be broken and so it was only done when each party was absolutely sure of their love, loyalty, and devotion to each other. A large celebration after the ceremony night was thrown by the family of the newly mated pair, apparently it was filled with alcohol, revelry and letting loose. Mya liked the sound of that, on earth, from what she'd heard weddings were only for the rich, those who could afford the lavish prices thrown out by the judges still willing to carry out the ceremonies. It seemed that after the war that marriage involving big parties and love had been the last thing on most persons' minds.

When her lesson was finished, she hurried to meet Yavik at the eating area, her eyes scanned the room for Zogan or the males who always seemed to be with him Azazel and Ravanna, she'd learned the latter's name from Yavik, who had a deep crush on the stoic soldier. He'd told her that Zogan had a council of five, his two sisters and the males. They were responsible for the prowess of the soldiers, planning for attacks and defending the galaxy, they were the only ones Zogan trusted enough to share everything with. They protected each other with a fierceness that indicated they were a strong family unit. She envied them.

She hurried over to Yavik who grinned when he saw her, choosing her meal, she followed him over to his seat.

"What did you learn about today, anything good?" he asked munching on his salad looking lunch.

"Mating, it was really interesting actually." She answered. Yavik nodded, "Yes, Kozan are savages in the bedroom, kind of known for it too."

Mya knew exactly what he meant; she bit her lip wondering if she should share what had happened with him. She didn't know if Zogan wanted her to keep it secret, or if he was one of those who didn't care about his sexual exploits being known to his crew. He definitely hadn't been a virgin and hadn't seemed worried at being seen leaving her room. She figured if he did care he would've said something to her, and in any case, this was Yavik, her friend. She was beginning to trust him, so she said, "Yea I totally get that."

Yavik looked at her again, eyes roaming over her and said slowly, "What do you mean?"

She smiled and looked at her food interestedly, drawing out the suspense, she knew he would freak out once she told him. He reached out and grabbed her arm, "Did you experiment with someone Mya?!!" A big grin spreading across his face, his fimbriae fluttered wildly.

She pushed her hand over his mouth, "Shhhh!" She looked around making sure nobody had heard, "Yes, alright, you don't need to shout it out for everyone to hear, jeez!"

Yavik stopped eating entirely, leaning forward eagerly, a lion ready to feast. "Whooo?! Ohhhh you have to tell me!"

She giggled and said, "A certain prince, or should I say commander?"

Yavik's eyes doubled in size, "Mya!" He clapped his hands together, drawing some attention from those seated nearby.

"How did that happen? I've been trying to get Ravanna in my bed for anums and you saunter in and a few solars pass by and you do the prince!" his eyes danced with pleasure, "I'm so jealous!"

Mya laughed and flicked imaginary hair over her shoulder, "Well you know, there is something about strangers on a ship, blasting through space- it makes almost anything possible." She waggled her eyebrows.

Yavik made her tell him how it all happened and she happily obliged, glad she'd made a good friend like Yavik and glad she'd flown all the way across a galaxy to find him. When she finished Yavik shook his head, "You lucky female, if anyone ever found out, you'd be the envy of all the unmated females of Kozantei and a few other worlds too."

She shrugged as if it were no big deal, but she did feel pride when he'd explained that Zogan didn't sleep with just anyone, and was notoriously hard to gain attention from, and that was from the mouth of the females who'd tried and failed to bed him. She felt her ego boost a little bit-it was good to know that she was desirable in this universe.

"Well, no one is going to find out, unless he tells them." She said letting Yavik know it was a secret. He nodded, "You're safe, it's locked away in the vault."

They put their trays in the steamer and left for the relaxation room. It was a kind of spa that was mostly used by soldiers who needed to recharge after a heavy training session.

"You know we're going to be at Kozantei around this time tomorrow, right? Are you ready for your new home?"

Mya froze at the realization; she was just becoming accustomed to life on the Kozan Battleship. She was fearful but still felt her initial excitement, more now that she'd learned more on Kozantei's history and culture from her Guide. She was ready, and if she weren't she didn't have a choice anyway, what would she do? Lock herself into her quarters while everyone disembarked?

"More than ready." She answered sounding like she meant it. Yavik looked at her seriously for a moment, "You know, I never apologized for leaving you in the room with The Elders, I knew you were scared, and I really didn't want too-"

Mya shook her head, "No I understand, they are like your Gods, right? Of course you had to do your duty, I respect that and I forgave you the moment you brought that tray of food into my room." She nudged him until he smiled.

"They're not our deities, the Supreme comes close but the elders are just her council, not as powerful as she is."

He took her hand indicating his thanks for her freely given forgiveness and understanding. "So, you worship the Supreme?" she fanned herself amidst the steam that enveloped them in the spa room.

"Some worlds do, the Kozan do not, they treat her as more of a creator and someone to be respected and served if it aligns with their sense of right, the Nvit follow suit."

Mya nodded finally understanding where the Supreme fit in with the Kozan.

Yavik continued, "The Kozan worship other things, like nature and all it entails in a sense, they keep it safe, communicate with it and respect it." He saw the look of confusion on her face at the mention of communication and patted her hand, "You'll see for yourself during the next few rotations I suppose."

"Tell me all you know about Kozantei, I'm actually really nervous now that I know we'll be arriving so soon." She gripped his hand, his long fingers curled around hers.

He shared everything he knew about the culture, food, and social life. He even told her of how he'd grown up on Kozantei and it was as much his home as any other Kozan who lived there, the Nvit had been fully integrated into life on the planet after their rescue by the Kozan. Mya paid close attention absorbing as much as she could. She did not want to offend anyone when she first arrived, she knew the importance of a good first impression.