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Evon, Planet Viken, Northern Array, Personal Quarters
Our mate was stunning. And responsive. Rager had his head between her thighs and she was panting, her n*****s tightening beneath my palms.
Gods, it was unbelievable. A female, sent from across the universe, and she was absolutely perfect for us. I’d doubted the matching, the testing, but no longer. I knew nothing of the planet Earth, whether she was of normal size, but to me, she was small. At least a foot shorter than any of us, it would be easy to overwhelm her. Harm her even. Her body was lush and curvy and I could discern supple muscles beneath her soft skin. She’d be equally soft everywhere, I was sure.
And the marks, the designs that were colorful and covered her arm, along one hip, I couldn’t help but touch the delicate pet
