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  When she thought about Phillip, all the hair got her going. Even in his human appearance there was some heat between them, but she hadn’t wanted to take it up with Alika because they were still cementing their relationship. And she wasn’t sure if he was ready to eventually take on another female. He wanted to stay with Alika. Apparently, on Earth, they did not take multiple mates.

  Whenever a species was brought to Rovan they were categorized, blood was taken, and they were assigned women over time. Elarna had been with other females before. She and Alika had gone on long distance journeys and with nothing to do in space at times they engaged in sexual acts. Her friend was attractive and again served a basic need. She didn’t mind being with a female, but it was all about the males. Something about how they smelled made her all gooey inside. Between Phillip being on the ship and her waking up in the cave permeated with the heady scent of the Yetan made her dizzy. Then he had touched her. It didn’t matter if he was learning more about her anatomy. It had kicked her libido into high gear.

  All she wanted to do was take him on the floor and feel his cock inside of her. She wanted him hairless or with hair. It didn’t matter until she was riding him. She was wet just thinking about him. Hair, tall, and running his claws down her back while his dick filled her. Elarna had fucked some males who were scaled, some with feathers, others with barbs, just so long as she was fulfilled. Phillip moaned in agony as his features shifted. His nose and mouth had lengthened a bit and his forehead had grown larger. A fine layer of brown hair had sprouted on his skin.

  “Don’t worry, Phillip. Just let go. I can talk to Herr…man,” she pronounced out the Yetan’s name, but it didn’t sound right on her tongue. There seemed to be a syllable or two missing, but with Phillip’s translator malfunctioning he might have missed part of the name.

  He nodded. Phillip’s other form came through. His grew until he was over seven feet tall. His hands were clawed, and he was covered in matted, brown fur. He definitely was more attractive when he was hairy. Something about those claws and his feet. It was strange he had five toes though. All Rovians had six. How could he keep his balance with just five toes? He flashed her a grin, showing her his long, curved canines. His muzzle wasn’t as pronounced now that he had fully transformed. She compared him to her host and realized the Yetan’s muzzle was more oblong and pointed.

  Phillip left the space, and her caretaker came back in. He carried something in his hands that smelled like meat and made her mouth water. Herman handed her a bone plate and made the motion that she should eat. She nodded. Elarna ripped the meat from the bone with a tug. The game was cooked and had a salty flavor, but she could taste the blood within it that made her inner cat emerge. It moved underneath her skin as she swallowed. She took another bite and felt her nails elongating into claws. The heady smell of Herman enticed the animal in her more. If her feline came out, there was no telling what would happen. She closed her eyes and breathed in. It was never this arduous to keep the cat under her skin. She was the one who controlled it and not the other way around. However, the need to mount this male drove the beast. Maybe it was because he said they were connected.

  “What is it?” her host asked.

  She opened her eyes and saw he was a beast no longer. “Why are you like that? I thought you could only be that way when you needed to heal someone?” Elarna forced out.

  “True, but I just chose not to because of all of the things that it implies. I felt your pain so it triggered me to switch my forms. What’s going on?”

  She shook her head. How can I tell him about how I’m feeling and the only thing that will stop it is being with him? How will he react when I shift? This great need for a sexual release was not something she had experienced before. His influence over her was stronger than it appeared.

  “You don’t want to know. I need you to…” She arched her back as the vertebrae in her neck popped. Elarna lunged forward, going down on all fours. The plate of meat clattered to the ground. Her nails dug into the soft earthen floor. The cat was really pushing its way out. Herman ran his fingers down her back and she shook as his energy ran through her once more.

  “Is this something that happened because of me?” he asked.

  “No.”

  He rested his hand at the small of her back and that forced a groan from her. She could feel her tail swishing as she sashayed her hips in the same motion that the cat would. The warmth of his palm burned through her skin and lit up all the pleasure points on her body. He moved his hand around the curve of her lower back and over her ass. She glanced up at him between pants and saw a light in his eyes. Either he was enjoying this too much or he was also turned on.

  “What is it then?” he whispered, but she heard the need in his voice.

  “I think you know what it is.”

  “It can’t be. Your arousal is due to my healing interacting with body chemistry.”

  She scratched her claws through the dirt and bowed down, stretching out her limbs and sticking her hips higher into the air. His other hand touched her side, trailing along her stomach. He stopped himself before he caressed her breast.

  “You don’t believe that do you? You’re just giving yourself excuses.” The cat monitored their conversation.

  “Do you want me?” she asked.

  Herman’s hand dipped between her ass until he found her already wet mound. A small whimper escaped her lips. This is what she longed for. All he needed was to mount her so she could feel his firm cock buried inside of her.

  “Yes. But it would be wrong. You are hurt and — ”

  “Don’t get all gooey on me now. Take me. Fuck me. Do it,” she demanded.

  “I could hurt you and shift.”

  “So could I. Please. I’m yours. Do it.”

  He did not wait another moment because he moved from her side and stood behind her. Herman ran his palm down the curve of her spine. She buried her face in the furs she had thrown on the ground and groaned. With his free hand, he cupped her breast and squeezed it until the pain was so sweet she nearly had an orgasm from it. When he twisted her nipple, she held on by the grace of the goddess. Herman said something that turned into a growl or it was lost in translation. He clutched her ass with both hands and ran his thumbs along the crevice between her ass cheeks before forcing her legs further apart. She grunted from the force, and wiggled her hips to urge him to keep going. To stop now would be sacrilegious. Elarna kept her eyes shut and focused on her breathing. The cat lingered right below the surface ready to arise. She licked her lips and felt the sharpness of her teeth as they had lengthened. She took deep, even breaths which didn’t help because his scent permeated the furs.

  He leaned over her back and the smoothness of skin had been replaced with fur that made her itch and shiver with anticipation. His claws dug into her hips as he gripped and pulled her closer to him. The hot throbbing length of his prick poked her ass. His tongue trailed over her shoulder and a blast of hot breath went by her ear. He grunted something. Her mounted her and pushed himself inside of her pussy.

  “Oh yes,” she cried out.

  Having him within her satisfied some of the urge inside of her, but she wasn’t going to be able to hold onto her shape. Already she could feel her body growing longer as he pounded into her. She backed her hips into him and flexed her claws deeper into the earth. His enormous length didn’t bother her. She just focused on her anatomy and made sure they were compatible. Her bones popped and cracked as the feline emerged. Each time she groaned, it became more animal until she was hissing. Her tail swished in time with the urgency that he thrust into her. His claws raked down her sides. He grunted into her ear, but he didn’t stop. Her change didn’t appear to bother him. Instead, he seemed more excited. The cat in her needed to be satisfied. She gritted her teeth as everything in her tingled. Herman jabbed his claws into her flanks and roared. He stretched the length of her body, covering her from behind. Her nerves were on fire. As the pressure built, his teeth pierced her
shoulder. Her pussy wrapped around his thick cock and held him while he released into her. Elarna yowled and felt the world fall away as an orgasm nearly blinded her. It racked her body until she thought she would pass out and left her breathless. It took a few minutes for her to recover as she swished her tail and regained her composure. Herman unlocked his jaw from her shoulder and flicked his tongue over the wound to clean it.

  Elarna relaxed and she took female form once more. As that happened, Herman backed away from her. She felt better than she had in months. All the kinks had worked out of her body. She took a deep breath and turned around to see Herman looking at her with a satisfied expression on his face and a substantial cock still pointing at her, slick with their shared fluids.

  She bent her finger and motioned him toward her. He did not move so she walked over to him and ran her fingers through his thick pelt, realizing it was finer than it looked. Underneath all the hair her fingers grazed over the indentions of all those muscles. The idea of being with him again inflamed her yearning.

  “Thank you,” she said to him. “I hope you didn’t mind that I shifted.”

  He grunted, but she took that to mean no because he hadn’t stopped fucking her.

  “Good, because this time I want to be sure that you see my face.” She trailed her hand down to his twelve inch shaft and wrapped her fingers around it. It would be a feat to take him into her if she couldn’t shift. She was up for the challenge, especially when she could barely grip his girth in one hand. It was just a matter of shifting a certain part of her anatomy. She’d had bigger before. He wasn’t as daunting as she’d thought he would be. Elarna planted her hand in the middle of his chest and pushed him down onto the furs. She was a little surprised that he relented. Herman grinned, showing all of his pointed teeth. She smiled back, took his claws and placed them on her breasts. He licked his lips. She straddled him and concentrated on her lower half and knew she had to alter it slightly. This time it was easier to access that part of her cat and her abdomen shifted until she could accommodate him.

  Elarna slipped him inside of her and closed her eyes as his wide girth stretched her. It was pain and pleasure all wrapped into one, more than she had ever experienced before. He clutched her breast and pinched her nipples before twisting them. She rode him slowly, trying to draw him out. She had to swirl her hips so that he reached all of those buried pleasure points inside of her. Herman trailed his claws down her stomach gently, but they left a burn where they had marked her flesh. They settled on her hips so they could begin a rhythm. She twined her fingers through his long hair and took a hold of it, enjoying the pelt as she arched her back. He thrust into her and made her shiver. Elarna rode him, increasing the tempo between them. She threw her head back, letting the ecstasy of the moment wash over her. She dug her claws into his chest and realized they had grown without her feeling it. Each time he drove into her, she took all of his length. Each movement satisfied the animal instinct within her.

  “Oh goddess. Yes.” She roared and rode him until there was nothing more than them and the bliss of their union. He grunted. Herman plunged into her, and each time he lifted her up several inches. Elarna took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She was completely fulfilled and something between them had been cemented. She pushed her claws into his flesh and saw the desire in his eyes, the lust that burned them. He trailed his fingers over his stomach, sending tingles of rapture through her. He flicked his thumbs over her nipples and tweaked them. She cried out, and the orgasm sliced through her. A screamed ripped from her throat, and she came for the final time. Elarna collapsed on top of him contented, weaving her fingers through his thick pelt.

  He laced his fingers through her locks.

  “Was that good?” She looked into his eyes.

  He nodded, and she saw that he was satisfied just as she was. And no matter what he might say, there was something between them. It wasn’t something caused by him healing her.

  Chapter Four

  Herman watched her lavender breasts rise and fall. It relaxed him to hear the little snort that came out when she exhaled. After their lovemaking, she had fallen asleep. He half expected her to fade back into a dream. And yet Elarna had remained. At first he was sure that she would balk at his length, but she had only wanted more of him in both forms. He never thought he would have a mate. If he had been normal, he would have had four or five mates to wait on him or to even cohabitate with another male and female. It happened at times that bonds were formed with other family units. It didn’t matter to him if he had a male or female sexually. He was attracted to both sexes of his kind. Nevertheless, he was denied a family because of his abnormality. None wanted it passed down to their children, even though it was a genetic mutation and they needed a healer. It didn’t seem to matter. This violet fleshed alien had crash landed into his life and now everything was turned upside down.

  He thought back to their lovemaking and how it had felt to be inside of her. It was rather a strange thing because she had transitioned her shape to accommodate him. Her features had taken on a more animal appearance. He hadn’t expected it would arouse him, but it did. At first, he thought her attraction to him was because of the healing he had performed. He became emotionally connected, and it heightened the patient’s arousal until it wore off. But it hadn’t worn off with Elarna. She was a beautiful specimen, and he wanted to see her complete animal form as well. It didn’t appear she had shifted entirely when they had mated. His desire stirred once more, thinking about the firmness of her body. He ran his finger over the smooth flesh, and warmth settled over his heart once more. Her injuries were not completely mended. Her anatomy was taking longer to heal than he was used to.

  He was rather reluctant to want to finish because once she was well again, Elarna would wish to go off with her hairy companion and search for the other woman that had been in their ship. Herman assumed the royal guard had found this other woman and brought her back to the city. Phillip was worried for their friend. He shook his head and thought about what the guard would be doing to her. They would take the alien and use it for medical experiments, interrogate it, and then torture it until it had no more use. If the other alien wasn’t already dead from the crash. If Elarna was found, the same would happen to her. Phillip, he might be able to pass off as a distant cousin, because there were some similarities between them. If a Yetan needed healing, they would discover Elarna. He couldn’t hide her forever. He growled and slammed his fist into the ground. He had to keep her out of harm’s way.

  Someone coughed, and when he looked over, Phillip stood in the doorway. He made a gesture for Herman to follow him. Reluctantly, he got up from Elarna’s side, but not before pressing his muzzle to her forehead and kissing her quickly. She stirred in her sleep but did not open her eyes. That was good because she needed rest more than anything right now. His healing could wait. He walked into his living quarters and put another long leg bone on the fire. Against the cave wall, a pile of luma stones glowed faintly blue in the light as they absorbed the heat. Phillip stood by the stack, picked one up, and inspected it before putting it down a few moments later. The other male may not have been as tall or as muscular as Herman, but there was something about him. A strong energy surrounded Phillip, a connection to the world around him. If they got through this all alive, then he would inquire with the male.

  Phillip clenched his fists, but he reverted to his skinless shape. Herman did the same so they could communicate.

  “What is it you wanted?”

  “I didn’t mean to interrupt, but you seemed finished.”

  Herman chuckled. This male knew enough not to disturb him when he had been mating with his woman. “She didn’t invite you to join in so I went along with her cues.”

  “I understand. I had the same thing happen with Alika. Although, I never figured how it would go. My wife…” he stopped in the middle of his sentence. A flash of pain crossed his features as his eyes crinkled before he looked down.

 
“Wwifff.” Herman tried to mimic the sounds Phillip had said, but it was nearly impossible for his throat to make the word. What came out was a breathy whistle.

  “Sorry. Mate.”

  Herman understood that and gestured for the other male to continue.

  “On my planet, on Earth, we marry, take a mate for life, but my original mate died. I was left alone for a long time until I met Alika. Elarna’s friend, the one who has gone missing. She and I are mates so you can understand why I want her back. I can’t let anything happen to her.”

  His eyes widened. This confirmed the other in the ship was a female. He hadn’t been sure. He certainly did understand why Phillip would want to save her. The pain was even greater in his eyes, more recent. It mixed with the rage as he grimaced and bared his teeth. “Elarna is not my mate, but through my healing, feelings have been shared. I don’t desire anything to happen to her either. I can’t put Elarna in danger. You must understand that.”

  “I do. So what do we do?”

  He paced around the fire, thinking. His eyes trailed over to a small alcove carved out in the cavern he tried to forget was there. Maybe it was time for him to pull it out again. He had sworn when he left the city he would never return. His mother had begged him not to leave, but it was best for all of them. She had cried; the look on her face and the pain of her heart breaking was something he lived with for a long time. It was the right thing to do. He had brothers and sisters enough to take up his duties. Herman walked to the niche and removed the luma stones from the top of the hide that hid the chest. A few crystals rolled along the floor and hit the fire pit rocks. It had a musical sound to it, but he ignored it because it brought back too many memories of his youth.

  As a boy he had been proficient in the Crancok horn. His father had killed one on a hunt in the southern regions where it was slightly warmer with more vegetation. The creature stood on eight legs and weighed more than three tons. Its bottom teeth protruded over its jaws. It had leathery skin and a long tail with a barb on the end of it. The horn grew out of the back of its skull and curled around its head like a loose fitting collar. The more coils in the horn, the older the beast. The one his father had killed had spun around the beast’s neck five times, making it nearly five centuries old. The horn and the hide were taken as a trophy for his father. The Crancok was stuffed and set for all in the castle to see. A three foot section of horn was sawed off and holes drilled into it where he could place his fingers. When he opened the trunk the Crancok horn was the first thing he saw. He trailed his fingers over the holes. It had taken years to master because it was one of the hardest to play. He set it aside and looked under the cloth that hid the other contents of the trunk. Under the array of clothing his mother had made for him when he was in his hairless form was the sash that identified him among the other Yetans. It wasn’t practical for him to wear clothes in his normal form so they draped sashes across their bodies to ascertain position and rank. Elarna would need to wear clothing. He moved the clothing aside and pulled out the band.