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allowing her to use her flexible tongue on it, two on her mammary glands, teasing them into taut, pebbled peaks, and one on the bundle of nerves at the top of her genitalia.

Her legs began to quiver after a few moments.

Would you like to lie down? I asked, concerned humans might be prone to falling over when they mated.

“That would be nice,” she agreed breathlessly. “But oh, gods, don’t stop.”

I filed away her preference for prostrate coupling, noting to myself that it did not seem to be a requirement. Perhaps I would have the opportunity to learn more later.

Lise’s body was soft and warm and pliable, and as her gasps and moans grew louder, her scent filled the room, as intoxicating as any Chilchek queen’s mating emissions. The sounds and scents, along with the way she writhed under my ministrations, made my flagellum throb and swell further, until it began to unfurl from its pouch.

I could tell when she began to reach a crescendo. She planted her feet on the mattress, using them to press herself against my appendages, moving in time to my stroking until her body clenched and trembled as she moaned my name.

She collapsed against the bed, breathing heavily.

I clicked my joy at her satisfaction. I didn’t know how that translated, but she laughed quietly. “I did enjoy it very much. Thank you.”

A few seconds later, she sat up and swung around to face me, a different kind of smile on her face. “Now it’s your turn. I want to learn what pleases you.”

At her words, the base of my flagellum stiffened, and it sprang out of its pouch, unfurling almost entirely.

Lise jerked away from me with a gasp. “Oh, my gods. Is that—” She leaned back in toward me, reaching out to touch it with her hand, stroking down the flexible length with her fingertips. “Is this your penis?”

Her touch sent a jolt of pleasure through me and my mandibles clicked almost uncontrollably for a second until I gained enough control of myself to say, It is my sex organ, yes.

She blinked her human eyes, and I wondered if perhaps she couldn’t see all of it with her inferior vision. So I moved it up between us.

“It’s huge.” She wrapped both hands around the tip where it hovered between us and then slid them down the entire length of the organ, bending over to follow it down to its pouch entrance. Her silken touch nearly undid me. I suddenly craved even more contact with her, so I curled my flagellum around her waist, wrapping her in it until I could stroke her mammary gland with it.

Her body’s response sent a throb of desire through me. Why hadn’t I thought of this earlier?

“It’s so flexible.” She spoke in tones of wonder. “And you have muscle control over it?”

I clicked a negative, then uncertainty. Not precisely. But that is as close an analogy as might exist. I have control over it, yes.

With a delighted laugh, she spun around, unwrapping herself and capturing the tip in her hands again. She pulled it to her mouth and licked it. “Does that feel good?”

I could barely answer for the sensations shooting through me. Yes.

Then she wrapped her lips around it and pulled it into her mouth, slipping around it with her tongue. I hadn’t realized human mouths were so versatile. And hot. And oh, Great Hive Mother, it was all I could do to keep from attempting to push my flagellum in further.

As if Lise read my mind, she opened her mouth wider and pulled me in deeper, then slid it back out.

When she stopped, it was all I could do to keep from releasing the scent of mourning. But she continued stroking me with her tiny, hot hands. “I wish I could take all of you,” she said. “Can we…I mean, would it be okay if I took just this small part of the end inside me?”

It would require iron control on my part. I could easily damage Lise. She was so tiny and fragile. But I wanted this more than I had ever wanted anything in my entire life.

Yes. Please. I will be careful with you, I promised. Finally, my flagellum finished unfurling, reaching its full length—almost as long as my body.

Her eyes took on a kind of a glazed expression and she whispered, “Yes,” in the same tone I’d heard Alder use when something pleased him.

I fear I will not last long, I warned her. My mating urge is strong in this part of the cycle.

“Shh,” she said, making the hissing noise meant to soothe and quiet. “I want you to feel good. That’s all that matters to me.”

And I you.

“Then let’s see how this works.”

She sat down on the bed, opening her legs and guiding my organ to the opening there. I slid up and down the hot slit until I almost slipped inside. With my own kind, I would have used my flagellum to follow the internal twists and turns until I reached the end of the feminine maze, where I would have deposited my sperm to help create the next generation.

But human females were shallow—at least physically—and I discovered the very end of the canal quickly. Still, every instinct I had told me to continue moving, and so I twirled my organ inside her, pulling back and spinning, twisting, and moving inside her again.

Her gasps suggested she liked the movements, and the hot wetness of her felt better than I would have believed possible.

This time when she climaxed, she screamed, her internal muscles clenching around me, and I felt my own peak begin to surge through my flagellum, moving up the organ in waves of pleasure that washed through me.

Afterwards, my flagellum began to soften, and I pulled it back into its pouch. Lise rolled onto her side, stroking my carapace with her almost-touch. I reciprocated, luxuriating in the touch of another sentient being, until she fell asleep.

I couldn’t imagine anywhere else I would have

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