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later, she returned his kiss, eagerly opening her mouth. He swept in, consuming her. His flavor was nothing less than pure bliss, so sweet and exotic with a dash of danger. She moaned in surrender, entwining her tongue with his, thrusting and sliding alongside his long fangs. He responded with a soft growl, not scary at all, just sexy as hell.
    Overcome by a primal urge stronger than any she’d ever experienced, Pam pressed closer, threw her arms around his massive shoulders and sank her nails into his muscular back. She yearned to be closer, melt into his warmth and never let go. He’d stirred to life a gnawing desire deep within her, which wanted nothing more than everything he could provide. She squirmed on his lap, rubbing as much of her naked flesh against him as she possibly could.
    Kord groaned and broke off the kiss just long enough to shift her in his arms. He had her thighs straddled around his waist and her breasts plastered against his hot chest once more before his mouth closed over hers again. Pam thrust her hands into the thick of his black mane, entwining her fingers into the long, silky strands. His embrace loosened as he slid his palms down the length of her back. She hummed and then gasped when he grabbed her bottom. He smashed her exposed pussy tight to his groin and ground his hips, rubbing the slick material of his loincloth back and forth across her swollen clit. Helpless against the onslaught and selfishly praying he wouldn’t stop she moaned in delight.
    The sensations sent her sprinting toward the end of a race she’d never believed she’d start, but a shocking discovery reined in her lust. She felt no physical evidence of his desire. No hard cock pushed against her aching bud. No bulge of any kind thrust up between his legs.
    Frustration welled within her. All she desired at that moment was to fuck him, hard and long. Alien or not, she believed he acted like a man who wanted the same, but his body told her something different. Judging from the size of him, he should have had something pretty damn impressive jutting up between his legs by now. In fact, Pam felt insulted right before he let go of her ass with one hand. He worked it between her legs. He found her aching clit with his fingers and swirled circles around the exposed sensitive nub.
    Her pride quickly took a backseat as her body tensed in readiness. She shook in reaction as rippling waves of pleasure coursed through her, building and building until an orgasm crashed through her. He muffled her cry of pleasure with his mouth and held her close until the last shudder of her climax faded.
    Nestled within his warm embrace, Pam listened to his heart beating out a very human-sounding rhythm as it slowed along with each breath he took. Occasionally, he’d press his lips against the top of her head and murmur the same few phrases over and over in his language. She didn’t understand the words, but the way he said them made her believe he whispered endearments of some kind.
    A stab of guilt hit her. She should sit up and confront him about what had happened between them, but embarrassment won out. Her nakedness, and the fact she was still sprawled across his body, only increased her shame. He’d turned her on so easily. He held her secure enough to let her know he wasn’t about to let her go anywhere. As far as she could tell, Kord’s arousal didn’t come with an erection. In addition, Pam knew without a shadow of a doubt, she’d let him do the same thing to her again, dick or no dick. Maybe not being able to communicate was a good thing since she didn’t have a clue about how to ask him if he had a working penis.
    When did I turn into such an alien fucking slut? Correction. There was no fucking involved.
    Was it possible he didn’t have one? Alien guys might do it some other way, she supposed. What a waste.
    However, the Krell had tried to rape her. Pam assumed it would have been in the normal manner if Kord hadn’t stopped him in