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unaware of it happening. She didn't care. All that mattered was that they were both there, her
dream makers, her fantasy friends--childhood playmates who were now her grown-up
friends& friends with benefits--sexy, exciting benefits. How could she ever let them go again?
We want to feel your orgasm, lovely Tina, Arjim said as he brushed his lips against hers.
His breath on her face was warm, soothing yet arousing, the scent as pleasant as the morning
spring air after the rain, clean and fresh.
Sydney whimpered, her arousal intensifying. Tipping her pelvis upward, she sought
relief & and got more than she bargained for! Calem's tongue swiped at her clit. Sydney
gasped. He swiped it again and then stuck his tongue in her opening, swirling it around. Sydney
tensed, the muscles between her legs contracting hard as she spread her legs wider. And then he
took her to the edge. He lapped at her swollen bud, licking her over and over again in rapid,
short strokes.
Sydney exploded. She couldn't stop it! Not that she wanted to. The orgasm was
unexpected, fast and frenzied. It flared in her groin and convulsed through her insides, and
something, something she'd only heard about & something she'd never even experienced while
masturbating & incredible & she was squirting her cum. Reaching with one arm, she sought
Arjim's face. The other she stretched downward wanting to touch Calem.
There was nothing.
Empty air greeted her. Like a flash of lightening, they'd been there and then they were
gone & gone & .
"Ouch!" Sydney yelped and jerked her hand back, dropping the fruit that she'd been
holding. A small drop of blood began to bead on her thumb. "Damn prickers."
She stuck her wounded digit into her mouth and sucked. I wonder what it would be like
to suck on their pri & .
A string of murmured words interrupted her thoughts, and Sydney's head snapped up.
Dingy was staring at her. She murmured something again, the expression on her face giving
Sydney every indication that she was horribly disturbed by & something.
Oh friggin snap! While Sydney was nursing her wounded finger, she had been
completely unaware that her other hand was inside of her own panties! She was playing with
herself in front of all and sundry! Well okay, in front of Dingy, but still, that was mortifying
enough as it was. Sydney eased her hand from her underwear, the scent of her own arousal
coating them, and awkwardly swiped her fingers on her makeshift sarong while staring at Dingy
with complete chagrin. It was then she saw Gardenia bounding toward her, weapon in hand and
shouting. Fear was etched across her face.
"Eger asgha verja!" Gardenia waved her arms in the air and then sheathed her weapon.
She glared at Sydney with a deadly serious façade, before slashing her fingers across her throat
before forming an 0-shape with them.
Sydney stared at Gardenia, concentrating on the movements. "Danger is all around.
Okay I got it."
Duh & no kidding warrior woman. I've been running for my life since I bounced onto
this planet.
"Bera djidha!" Gardenia continued giving her a stern look as she thrust her pelvis
forward.
Sydney bit her lip, trying like the dickens to tamp her amusement. Yet she couldn't quite
wipe the smirk from her face, particularly when Gardenia continued by cupping two hands
around her breasts.
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"Boobs." Sydney snickered. "Yah I got a couple." She mimicked the position by giving
her own tattas a little squeeze.
Gardenia then stretched out her arm, indicating the area they'd travelled to.
"Yah, yah, I understand." Sydney nodded. "I'm safe here, with the women. Stay put or
else."
Why Gardenia decided at this moment to remind her of these little tidbits, just after she'd
gone into her diddling daze & Oh gawd! Gardenia must have seen her with her hand in the
proverbial cookie jar playing with her & uh & er & cookie. Sydney felt her face flush but it
quickly subsided. Instead she completely lost it, bursting into laughter at what Gardenia did
next. The woman thrust her pelvis again and waggled her hand at her crotch as if she were
holding a guy's weenie!
Gardenia, however, was less than amused. She slapped her forehead as if frustrated.
"Wirsodha efre!" She spewed her warning. Retrieving her curved weapon from the sheath at her
back, Gardenia began a series of tactical maneuvers, and then drove the blade forward as if
stabbing at something.
"Got it," Sydney pursed her lips though the muscles in her face still twitched with unshed
laughter. This was serious business after all! Lifting her arm she gestured an a-okay with her
fingers. "Defend ourselves."
At least they were no longer staring at each other like a couple of numb brains. During
their travels together Sydney and Gardenia managed to develop a somewhat crude system of
charades between them in order to communicate. They were actually becoming quiet efficient at
speaking by gesture and were able to convey several things. First of all, Sydney was able to
express to Gardenia how important her meds were, which was why the woman had gone and
found her flight suit. Sydney in return had learned several things about surviving on this planet.
Things such as which foods were good to eat, where the water was, which animals were
dangerous, and specifically, the one animal that Gardenia was concerned with the most. She'd
warned Sydney to beware of the men. For whatever reason, all men were bad, bad, bad!
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Chapter Twelve
"We are bad, brethren, bad, bad, bad!" Calem pressed one hand against a tree while his
other stroked his cock. He watched his cum spew and then rubbed his naagis, grunting at the
much needed release. The sexual tension had been tormenting, the restraint unbearable.
"I see no other way cousin," Arjim responded as he released his now softened member.
He, too, had just finished spilling his lust. "We are ordered not to mate, but there is no reason we
cannot give our woman pleasure."
"I agree," Calem returned. "Aside from that, by way of ancient tradition the Tina was
always given pleasure during the mind linking. It is only in our modern times that we have come
to view it as a violation."
Arjim lowered his head and grunted, staring at the ground. "We allowed her to escape
from us. The Commander will not be pleased."
"It is an innate part of who we are as brethren seeking our mate. We could think of
nothing else but the chase." Calem grimaced and then pressed his fingers to his forehead,
thinking about the pummeling they had gotten by the She'amatina. He shook his head. Had he
and Arjim heeded more carefully they might have been able to dodge the warrior women, but
they were too focused on prowling.
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