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I stroll in the wake of her fervor, watching in reverence of my mate's enthusiasm as she lets go of my hand and sprints across the glistening pink sand and toward the clear turquoise waters of the Aryia Sea, her excitement palpable.

The waves lap gently against the shore, their soothing sounds mixing with Tasha's squeals of delight as she runs toward the frothy surf. A flock of harbins cry out overhead, their wings spread wide to catch and float on the sea breeze, their squawks echoing off the cliffs surrounding us.

My heart swells with adoration for this place, for this moment where my mate can experience something so pure and wondrous for the first time.

I briefly close my eyes, breathing deeply, savoring the tangy taste of the air washing my face in brine and salt. I take a seat on the sand, lounging back on an elbow, enjoying the sight of my mate as she nears the waterline. Her fiery tresses, long and flowing, flag out behind her like a flaming ribbon in the gentle breeze, her laughter filling the air.

Tasha stops short of the water's edge, her bare toes sinking into the soft sand. She gathers the material of her shapeless dress and lifts the hem just above mid-thigh, revealing a pair of shapely legs I ache to be nestled between. My knot swells, my cock stiffening in appreciation. Within me, my sivot stirs, demanding to claim her as mine. To claim her as ours. To have her slick channel milk the mating seed from our cock, marking her with our scent.

With a tormented groan, I collapse back in the warm sand. The mere thought of plunging my hardened member inside her lush body is nearly unbearable. My mind reels with desire and longing to make her mine.

My throat works through a hard swallow as I imagine divesting her of her garment to reveal the shapely curves I felt pressed against me as she lay unconscious from our near-death ordeal. To remove the coarsely woven sack she wears, not just to admire her naked form, but to replace it with garments worthy of her beauty.

My face lights up with a devious grin as I reminisce about the successful heist of Emperor Krot's treasure room on Octis 5. Among the glimmering jewels and precious artifacts, I managed to sneak away with a trunk filled with hand stitched, Vervi silk dresses worthy of a queen. The vibrant hues of the finely woven fabrics will look stunning against Tasha's pale flesh and fiery hair.

I imagine how pleased she will be when I gift her the dresses along with a treasure trove of jewels. After all, I did promise to tame her, and she had accepted my challenge of seduction. And I do love a challenge.

"Hey, Qhix!" I sit up at Tasha's exuberant call. "Come play in the water with me."

She beckons me with a delightful smile and the curl of her fingers, squealing when a small wave crashes over her feet. She wades farther out, letting the water reach her thighs as she laughs and splashes about in pure joy.

How can I resist?

Hurriedly, I yank off my boots and push to my feet. Unfastening my belt, I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my pants.

"Don't you dare, Qhix!" Tasha laughs and squeals when I shuck my pants in a single, brazen motion. "Holy cock-a-saurus, Batman!"

Tasha doesn't so much as blink when I sprint naked across the sandy beach and dive into the crystal-clear sea. The water envelops me like a second skin as my body glides effortlessly through the cool depths. I turn and swim back to Tasha, circling her like a predator in the shallow water.

"You dirty dog!" she giggles accusingly. "You don't play fair."

I laugh and roll to my back so she can get a better look at what I have to offer.

"Oh my god! Put that thing away, you're scaring the fish," she gasps and splashes me.

"Who said anything about playing fair?" With little effort, I sweep her up in my arms and spin her around in the sparkling waves, her laughter echoing across the empty beach.

"Qhix," Tasha wriggles in my arms as I carry us out to deeper waters, "put me down. As big as that thing is, I'll bet I could get pregnant just by looking at it."

"What!" I toss my head back and hoot. "Is that more Earth humor?"

"No. There's nothing funny about what you're packing. That's some serious dick!"

I bellow out a thunderous roar of laughter, unable to recall ever feeling such intense joy. My mate is the most delightful treasure this outlaw space pirate could ever hope for.

A wave hits us from behind, crashing over us. Tasha manages to wiggle free as we ride out the wave together. Tasha sputters and smiles at me, her expression warmer than the sun. I wrap my hands around her waist and spin her around so her back is to my front and swoosh her around in the water. She leans her head back to rest on my shoulder as the waves carry us along.

"This place is like a dream." Tasha stretches her arms over her head to circle my neck, leaving the length of her body laid out for my exploration. Her nipples taut and straining against the sodden fabric of her dress.

"You are like a dream," I mutter, my eager hands roaming from her waist to cover her ample breasts.

"Qhix," she utters my name, arching her back to press her lush flesh into my palms.

I chuckle, the low rumble vibrating through my chest. The weight of her fills my palms and I can't help but gently tease her with the brush of my thumbs across her hardened peaks. My cock aches for more but I hold back, relishing the slow seduction, hanging on to this moment of pure bliss for as long as possible. I know that her submission will be even sweeter because of it.

The taste of saltwater in the air and the scents of the sea mingle with her delectable fragrance as she melts in my arms. I nuzzle her throat, eliciting a throaty moan from her parted lips.

She turns in my hold, her lithe limbs entwining around my neck and waist. The scorching heat of her core settles against my throbbing arousal pressed between us. Her curves mold to my muscular frame as our bodies meld in a molten embrace. My hands smooth down her back to cup her ass. I suck back a harsh curse when her hips curl, grinding against me.

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