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Klow-ee?”
    “Payback.” Klow-ee rocked slightly, letting me slide inside a small amount before retreating. Not pulling me all the way inside. Not giving us both what I knew we wanted. And doing so with a smile on her face.
    “Klow-ee, please.” I grabbed her hips, trying to pull her down on me, trying hard not to as well. This was her moment, her lead. And I had to follow at whatever pace she set. Even if it did feel as if she was trying to kill me.
    “Am I driving you crazy?” she asked. The pictures from the translator made no sense, so I just nodded. Biting my lip as my hands clenched on her thighs. So tight and warm, and still too far away.
    “Good.” She sat back, sliding down my cock with a groan, both hands coming to rest on my chest. I grabbed them, hanging on to her, holding my breath as her cunt squeezed my cock like a vise.
    “Have you ever had a girl on top?” she asked, rocking her hips over me to take more of my cock inside. I shook my head even as my eyes rolled back. The pressure was delicious, the weight of her on top of me an added bonus.
    Deeper yet, her heat burning me in the best way. “Let me show you.”
    “Teach me,” I said on a gasp as she pinched my nipples. “Teach me everything.”
    And as she settled deep, as her body allowed my cock to push in farther than it ever had before, as my eyes rolled into the back of my head at the heat and the pressure, I surrendered to her. And I died just a little bit with every move of her hips.
    “I want to make you come,” she said, moving in a way that caused my sac to pull up almost painfully. Such a wonderful pain, though.
    Hands on her hips, thrusting up into her tight cunt, I gave her what she wanted with her name on my lips.

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    “ W hat was she like ?” I stared at my Klow-ee’s shoulders, the way the light played across them. Warmed them. The single sun here may not have given off enough heat for my preference, but the way the glow changed colors as the planet moved about in its orbit was fascinating. Especially when mixed with my mate’s stunning skin.
    “Beautiful, strong, amazing. Strict. She worked hard, and she expected me to do the same.”
    I ran a hand up her thigh, not sliding anywhere interesting. Just giving her an affectionate sort of stroke. An I-can’t-keep-my-hands-off-you touch. “How did she pass?”
    Her muscles tensed, and I spread my fingers wider. Grounded her in my touch. I knew bringing up her mother would be difficult, but the shadows around us, the intimate feel of the night falling as we lay together, had made me slightly nostalgic over my own lost tribe. I wanted to know my human, and that meant discussing the bad and the good.
    Klow-ee sighed, hiding her face from me. “ Drrunck drrie-vrr . She was coming home from a midnight shift at the plant, and the guy claimed he never saw her car. I was fifteen and alone when the cops came to the door.”
    The pain in her voice gutted me, left me flayed like a beast of prey. I wanted to ease that, but I didn’t know how. Didn’t know the words to offer comfort, so I held her tightly and wrapped my body around hers instead. Holding her together.
    “What about you?” Klow-ee asked, hitching her leg higher against his hip. “Where’s your family?”
    I grunted. “Gone.”
    “All of them?”
    All of mine and then some, but she still didn’t know who I was. What I was. She had no idea what life off of planet Earth was like. And this wasn’t the time to explain. “Yes. I have two of my kind with me, but we’re not kin. We are the last, though.”
    She was silent for a long moment, and I’d begun to think our conversation was over. Apparently not.
    “The last of what?”
    I pulled her closer, clinging to her soft body in silence. If she knew, if I told her the truth, would she still be willing to stay in my arms? Would she fear me as an unknown? Or would she accept me, us, our fragile bond? I couldn’t know, and I wasn’t ready to risk what I’d

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