Page 43 of Temple

His eyes warmed, and the stars in the moved faster. “I could tell you, but I would much rather show you.”

“Uh, so the tail thing is new.”

He lifted her thigh and propped it up with his own. “Symo got the idea from Bailey’s mind.”

Sage stared at him as he slurped his tail tip out of her. “What?”

“You didn’t know their minds were linked? They linked on his world, and then the contact ripped open her emotions, and he let her run, but they did have a connection. It wasn’t the same as the link you and I just started, but Symo is odd, and he made his connection.”

“Enough to listen in?”

“He was worried.” Zell chuckled as he pressed the tip of his erection into her and then began his slow slide into her. “Serves him right for letting her out of his sight. I will not be making that mistake.”

She gasped as he rocked into her steadily. Her fingers clenched, and he pressed her hands to his chest as he coupled with her with deep thrusts that rocked her to her core.

He stroked her clit, and his tail teased her ass. She began cumming, and it continued until she felt irritated by friction. He paused and shuddered. She was suddenly slick and warm, so he began again.

She came again and felt him shudder against her one more time before he bit her arm, and she blacked out.

He was sitting in an armchair, and Sage was curled up in his lap. She was dressed in a silky robe, and his hands held her against him while he spoke softly to a vid screen. A very gold man with strangely familiar features was speaking to Zell, and there was a lazy female arm that reached up and stroked the male’s jaw. The hand was gold, but the gems were impressive. Sage was amazed that she could lift her arm.

“Ah, Sage is awake.” He smiled. “Sage, this is Ra. He is the actual owner of your world. As you would say, the Education Station is shitting itself.”

Sage opened her mouth and closed it with a snap. “Yeah, that is something I would have said.”

“You did say it. You said it to Bailey.”

“So, you just sat there while Symo relayed our conversation?”

“He’s psychic. It was a quiet relay.” Zell chuckled. “We did not have cookies.”

She snorted.

“Oh, that is a very Terran snort.” A female voice reached out from the screen. The woman on Ra’s lap was lifted to sitting. “Sorry. I am only halfway through this pregnancy, and it is kicking my butt. I am Harwin.”

The woman could have come off a pyramid wall. She was gold and black and gem colours. Her grimace was definitely human. “Hey.”

Sage raised her hand, and the red staining had reached to the elbow. She snatched it down and hid her arms in her lap. “Hey.”

Harwin giggled. “Don’t worry about it. I didn’t used to be able to tan. A few of the Hmrain don’t even do this to their partners. The older they are, the faster the change is.” She shrugged. “We have a bunch of ladies here who were experimented on, being fused with different species. We are now all the colours of the rainbow and quite a few that we can’t really describe.”

Sage smiled. “Zell said he would ask if we could visit.”

“Come on down.”

“Don’t you have to ask the giant trophy?”

The Hmrain behind Harwin grinned.

“No. He gave me Aten. The world is mine, the colony cities are mine, and dealing with incoming Hmrain, I leave to him.” She shrugged. “And working the food production. I am not one hundred percent on how running a world works.”

Ra kissed her temple. “You will get the hang of it. Give yourself a decade or two.”

She sighed. “Maybe Kris can help me. Her Hmrain’s world specializes in trade.”

Zell blinked. “How many others?”

Ra laughed. “Essan, Symo, you, Kethen and his family, and there are a few descendants who are going to be coming in to seek a bride. We have a few remade Terrans, and I must say that the Designers are having far too much fun with this species.”

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