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"I used to wonder at how humans mate for pleasure. Why did you choose it? As I have told you, it is mandatory with us. The males derive some pleasure, but it is brutal for the females. It was the only thing I ever considered brutal about my race—until now."

Her gaze holds mine.

"And yet, with you, it was beautiful. I have never experienced such feelings. None of my race has. When I presented this to the council, they called it blasphemous. They demanded that I deny it because they are all stuck in their old ways."

A faint, bitter smile touches her lips.

"The council is mostly male. They are all rigid and do not wish to understand."

She rises slightly in my arms, and I feel her mouth brush against mine. Everything I've learned—about demons, about betrayal, and about our impossible children—crashes over me all at once.

But when I kiss her back, the weight eases.

For just a moment, in a world of red sand and twin moons, everything feels survivable….

…..

When our lips touched, the slender alien reacted immediately. Her arms wrap around my waist as I pull her tighter to me, allowing my whole world to be right here, centered on the here and now. I don't want to think about the demons, the others of her race, or anything other than the pleasure and comfort we can offer one another, here within the imaginary world, connected by our minds.

"This kissing, it's better than I remember it. If only they could understand." Her voice is sad, and I want only to make her happy once more.

I easily lift her and lay her flat on the soft sand. Last time, she had shown me what she could do with her two tongues; this time, I hope to show her what I can do with my one tongue. I kiss down her body, spending a few seconds on each of her pink nipples, before heading for the juncture between her legs.

"This is something new. Thank you, Nick," She tells me, her voice going soft and almost dreamy. I kiss her sex lightly, marveling at how similar it looks to a human's vulva, only pinker. My mind can't help but wander about how her eggs had come out of here not that long ago.

Well, not here, actually, as this is all in our minds, but it all feels real enough. I wonder how real this will feel. Will there be any lessening of sensation because it's imagined, or will it be increased because it's directly linked to our minds?

Her gentle sighs as I lick around her labia tell me that, regardless of the answer, she is enjoying my attentions. I drive my tongue into her with abandon, causing her to cry out in pleasure. I nibble on the clit at the top of her labia, and her legs lock around my head, surprisingly strong, as she comes in my mouth.

"This is good," I hear her say, glad I can understand her his time. Last time she had cried out in her own language, but with this mind-to-mind connection, the understanding is immediate, and I can almost feel her emotions. "The sensations going throughout my entire body are new, and yet very pleasant."

Pleasant? Only pleasant? I wonder. Oh, hell no! I shove my tongue in as far as it will go, and I can feel her outer barrier slip tightly around my penetrating oral instrument. With my tongue in her, I press my nose against her clit, and while I can't breathe like this, I know she will enjoy it. I rub my face back and forth, as fast as I can, allowing my mouth to work her labia, while my nose works her clit. It only takes a couple of seconds until she has her second orgasm.

Her breathing is heavy as she lifts her head off the sand and looks down at me in wonder. "Is that what it feels like for you when I put your sex in my mouth? That is almost as good as full intercourse."

As analytical as her comments are, I can accept that compliment.

"I think it feels different for me, as we have different parts," I tell her honestly. "I can only imagine how it might be for you if I had two tongues." I start to kiss my way back up her body, until I'm kissing her mouth again, her tongue sliding around mine, and turning me on more.

"You have a skill with your one tongue that I don't think can be matched with two," She tells me, but I have my doubts.

Brushing the sand off me, I rub my phallus against her crotch, wondering if she wants this without being in heat. She had told me that she'd enjoyed it last time, but she is getting wet, and enjoying everything without the mandatory compulsion that comes with her being in heat, or me manipulating her switches. It's a good ego boost.

"I want to feel connected to you again. I want to have you inside me," Vage moaned impatiently.

I press the head of my phallus against her tight alien opening, and steadily increase the pressure until I break through her outer membrane, sliding all the way in, in a rush, before I can stop my advance. She grunts as I moan with the completion of our two bodies, and her three-fingered hands grip my back.

I drop my head back down to hers, and she meets my kiss with a mutual hunger. Our tongues dance in time with our bodies, as I drive into her again and again. The tight outer ring of her alien vagina feels fantastic, and like no other woman (though it's somewhat reminiscent of when Tina allowed me into her ass), as it slides up and down my stiff, penetrating shaft.

"Good. . . So good..." she pants in time to my thrusts, as I take her tit in my mouth again.

I roll us over and sit her up, allowing me to go a little deeper in her. Her pelvis rests against mine, and I grab her hips, pulling and pushing, until she catches the rhythm. We both start moaning loudly as I hit the deepest parts of her. With her steady rocking, I move my hands up to her smallish breasts, squeezing the firm flesh.

I'm coming close, but since she isn't in heat this time, and since this is all in our minds, I did not worry, as I unload into her, my body locking up as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me.

When I open my eyes, I'm lying naked in my room, with a mess in my underwear.

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