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I'm instantly enveloped in heavenly warmth, my chilled skin bathed in cleansing goodness. I close my eyes, reveling in the sensation of being washed from every direction. The warm mist feels amazing against my skin, warming me up from the inside out.
Next comes the blast of warm air, enveloping me in a blast of heat. It feels like I'm standing inside one of those powerful automatic hand dryers on Earth but multiplied by a thousand.
Clean and dry, I step out of the purifier only to be greeted by a mysterious trunk that certainly wasn't there before. My towel and sodden dress have vanished, replaced by the tantalizing aroma of something mouthwatering cooking. My stomach growls as I lift the lid of the trunk, hoping to find something suitable to wear.
But what lies within is beyond my wildest dreams.
I am immediately drawn to an emerald-green, silk, kimono-style garment that practically glows in the softly lit room. I pluck it from the stack of clothes and shake it out, admiring the intricate gold embroidery and delicate floral design. It is a piece of luxury I never expected, yet here it is, wrapping around my body to tie on the side.
I sway side to side, feeling like a princess on this alien beach. I can't help but wonder why Qhix has a trunk filled with exotic silk dresses. Jealousy nips at me, and I push aside those thoughts. I have no right to question him. We aren't married or anything. Even if we were, what he did prior to meeting me isn't my business.
But the second I step around the partition, I hear myself ask, "Where did you get all these fabulous dresses?"
"One of many treasures taken from Emperor Krot's treasure room... on Octis 5..." Qhix's words trail off, his eyes wide with admiration, and the steaming bowl in his hand forgotten. "You are truly a sight to behold. Not even the star cluster on Givis 12 can rival your beauty."
His pale blue gaze flashes white, a telltale sign his sivot agrees. I fiddle with the ends of my hair, unaccustomed to being scrutinized so intensely.
Suddenly, Qhix hisses and sets the bowl down on the counter. "Bliking dund, that's hot."
I rush over, taking his hand in mine. "Let me see." He flinches slightly under my touch, a sense of concern urging me to care for him.
"Do you have a first-aid kit or some burn ointment?" My brows pinch together in concern as I examine his glossy blue palm, darker in spots where the heat of the bowl left its mark.
He nods his head. "Here." He reaches into an overhead cabinet and hands me a jar.
"Come over here and sit down." I guide him over to the first couch I come to. I dab some of the cooling cream onto my fingers and begin to massage it into his palm, feeling the tension in his muscles ease under my touch. "Better?"
"Just your touch would be healing enough."
"Such a smooth talker," I softly reply with a smirk. "Do your pretty words normally work on the ladies?"
His scent grows stronger in the small space, sweet and salty with an underlying spice that makes me shiver. "I hope so, but the only female I care about is you."
He leans down to claim my lips, slow at first, but then with an intensity that sets my skin on fire, tracing the shape of them with his tongue before plunging inside possessively. His hand tangles in my hair, holding me closer, exploring and tasting me as we sink back onto the plush pillows behind us. The couch is mainly flat and feels more like a bed, or maybe that's just his skilled hands pushing me back.
His hand snakes under the hem of my dress, caressing and exploring every inch of my skin, lifting one leg and placing it over his thigh, opening me up as he continues to kiss me deeply.
Expert fingers delve into my wetness, strumming and manipulating my flesh, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy before finally taking me over the edge. My body convulses in waves of overwhelming sensation until his name punches from my lips, echoing off the walls inside the small space.
The tie on my dress loosens and the two halves fall to the sides, revealing my naked form to his hungry gaze. Qhix growls, dropping his head to devour one breast then the other, as I moan and writhe beneath him. His lips trail down my trembling body until his tongue plunges into my wet folds, expertly flicking over my sensitive clit. I arch off the couch, tunneling my fingers into the silky length of his hair to keep him right where I want him.
The transformation is almost imperceptible, but the sensations coursing through my body are anything but subtle. I peek through half-closed lids to see Qhix morph into his beastly form. Betrayed by dark cravings I never realized existed, I arch and moan, my pussy grows wetter, aching to be dominated by his feral half.
Clawed hands scoop me up, lifting my pelvis off the couch and crushing me against his greedy mouth. It should scare me to see a wild beast feasting on my most intimate parts, yet there's an exhilarating thrill in surrendering to the sivot's untamed hunger.
My arousal grows with every lick and suckle, and knowing this feral creature could easily tear me apart with his teeth and claws only heightens my carnal desires. I let my legs fall wide apart, rolling my hips to the tune of his penetrating tongue.
Lost in the sensations, I ride the waves of pleasure crashing over me. And when I finally reach my climax, it's like a wild explosion tearing through my body, leaving me spent and breathless in his clawed embrace.
My body jolts with a sharp gasp as the searing heat of his erection brushes against my sensitive flesh. I raise my head to meet the piercing gaze of the sivot, his bright white eyes drilling into me with an intense hunger. A thin string of drool escapes from the side of his snarling mouth, adding to the raw animalistic aura emanating from him. My mind screams at me to resist, but the flat head of his massive phallus feels too good as it glides through my folds, igniting a primal desire within me.
"A juicy welcome, my pet," the sivot growls, pressing the cap of his beastly member against my entrance.
Spellbound by the appearance of what's being pushed against me, I should object, but the writhing tendrils pulsing at the base of his colossal shaft ignite a morbid curiosity in me. A voice inside screams I should pull away, but another dark and seductive whisper wonders what his inhuman cock would feel like inside me, stretching me beyond my limits.
Despite the danger of being ripped apart, I can't resist the overwhelming desire to let him fuck me. Feeling the flat head of his massive phallus slipping effortlessly through my folds drives me into a frenzy of pleasure and submission.
I'm not given time to object as Qhix's sivot impales me onto his thick shaft. I cry out, feeling him stretch and fill me in one smooth motion. He pulls back slightly, then thrusts deeper into my pussy, hissing as he does so.
