Ania grinned triumphantly behind the protective embrace of her helmet at the sight of her tentacle connecting with force, regrettably nothing that spelled victory yet enough to further strenghten the idea that Rahs wasn't invincible, that he could be beaten though she had to keep a cool head throughout all this regardless. Anticipating his every move was an incredible challenge considering the sheer speed of her opponent as it required knowing where he would step and what his next action would be before he'd fully gone through with it in order to either strike in an attempt to exploit his vulnerable poise while moving or merely deflect a blow of his own.

Her shots missed and the mercenary moved in, the blue skinned alien fully aware that her most recent attack left her front exposed to an extent. He'd calculated the odds, however, as Ania did what could be logically expected and his sword came from below, urging her to step back. She shifted from one shoulder facing ahead to the other as she'd done before, the previously receding tentacles darting at Rahs in hopes of getting a few hits in while he had to recover whilst the others withdrew in order to prepare for the same maneuver. Only then did she feel the rapid rise of electricity in the air, its blinding light forcing her eyes shut right away.

The current surged through her abdomen, inevitably spreading throughout the metallic layer of protection and covering the entire torso of his busty opponent, stunning her as she was unable to compensate for an attack of this magnitude. The tentacles near him never got to strike, stopped dead in their tracks which let them fall victim to the same source as they quivered and twisted briefly in the sensory overload, muscles growing tense where others relaxed and Ania lost control of for the moment Rahs required to commence. A fierce grunt punctured the air as the blunt edge of his sword struck, his kick causing her form to buckle beneath the pressure though just enough for her to lower to one knee whilst the other maintained its footing as best as it could.

However, she rolled off to the side with the momentum her descending frame carried in a no less than skillful display of acrobatics, attempting to bring some distance between them before finding herself back on her feet. A duo of tentacles sprouted from her back, thicker than the rest and undoubtedly packing an equally strong punch whereas the smaller ones split themselves along the middle, effectively doubling their already high numbers. Subtly manipulating the intensity of her shots, she dialed it up as to stun him with powerful laser fire, utilising one of the few advantages she had against his abilities.

Ania was dazed, no doubt, her eyes teared up a bit whilst her breathing came slightly heavier now although she was far from getting knocked out. She fired at his torso, taking little to no time to aim and meaning to slow if not break his next advance by firing at the widest surface available to her whereupon Ania dashed to his unarmed side, a barrage of tentacles seeking to strike his head from multiple angles though several were destined to coil around his neck should he be unable to stop them, the female intent on chocking him out if necessary.

The mercenary's attack proved successful but Ania was quick to recover herself and put some distance between them before Rahs could finish her off. With just precautions she multiplied her tendrils and it was now a large swarm of the appendages and her pistol against him alone. This was in fact a sort of compliment for the syrictae in his mind if he forced her to draw more of her limbs but this was truly no situation in his favor so his mind turned quick to think of a new way to counter or pierce through all those tentacles.

But then her sidearm fired once more and this time a couple more of the shots hit their mark and Rahs knew that their intensity had been increased as the places where they hit felt hot and tingling with the sensation at the mere beginning of numbness. He reacted in an instant and the other shots barely missed but the deadly woman moved at him as well and soon enough the swarm of tendrils went at him, his electrified sword waving against them to keep them from his head and hopefully shocking them along with their owner if they made contact or got too close for the current to jump at them.

It was then that as Ania got even closer three large tentacles sprouted from the syrictae's back and with his own speed coiled themselves around the numbers of Ania's, grabbing as many as they could before spreading themselves wide and pulling her with force against him where his sword would meet her in an arc against her head and his other arm went for her pistol to disarm her, both weapon and hand filled with electricity. In this Rahs hoped to have the advantage for Ania's tendrils were her arms and in spreading them apart he could hinder her own actions while his allowed free movement of his limbs.

Things weren't going well for the exotic combatant, even a blind man could see that as every ace of clubs she'd drawn and played was conquered by an ace of spades. It was debatable how well they would fare in a real fight where they were destined to kill, Ania could reshape her tentacles seemingly at will and possibly impale him upon them through a single wrong move on his part whilst his sword and current could've been deadly from the get-go, but at the same time his experience coupled with numerous physical traits that simply grew in number the longer she went at him had taken their toll on Ania already and it became increasingly difficult to engage the mercenary without solely attempting to keep her distance and fire shots off for the entire duration of the battle.

She showed no fear, however, as she dashed directly at Rahs, wary of its futility when keeping a clear stream of thoughts mattered. Her tentacles avoided his blows easily enough, lacking bones and cartilage that could hinder their movement as they were counting on these brief moments it took him to recover from swinging that blade again, this time very well aware of his ability to shock them from a distance although he almost always prevented them from battering his skull just barely.

Tentacles of his own came as an utter surprise, an unexpected maneuver that forced her focus to rapidly deteriorate once they'd ensnared what essentially were her arms, several pulling away before he could gather up more. Rahs was naturally stronger and while she came close in that regard, she couldn't hope to best him then and there as those captured ones were unable to twist and turn their way into freedom.

Ania immediately recognized the potential danger of their closeness, giving in to the force and encouraged it with these powerful legs as she propelled herself forward instead of waiting for him to act or trying to get away as it must've been what he expected her to do.
The appendage in control of her weapon adapted to its handle, melting about the firearm and encompassing the area around the trigger which, while he was able to take a hold there, made it impossible to fire or tear it from her grasp. Then the sword struck her at the side of her head, any physical pain unfelt through the unusual material her helmet was made of, but there was nothing she could do to avoid the electric current once it assailed the blue skinned female.

It was painful and drained her power reserves at the same time, electricity flowing through Ania as an entire arm including the tentacle holding her pistol suddenly tensed up, struggling against the sensation surging through their lengths before they went numb, succumbing to the intense sensory overload. Whether temporarily or not, she also found herself disoriented at first, her senses in a whirl from having her head of all places subjected to that nasty stimulus.

Despite all that she'd been keen on closing the distance, a knee rushing to his groin with the momentum created by his pull and all the strength she could muster. Their proximity would hopefully lessen the effectivity of his sword blows although all that he required to stun her now was a simple touch. There were weaknesses that hadn't been quite apparant prior to this until he discovered them, her tail and back particularly prone to his attacks which were the least protected and now closer than ever.

Seemingly forgotten in the heat of battle had been her sword, the protective handguard heading for his head in an attempt to strike from below in a quick jab as did the rest of her tentacles, weakened through the electric current although Ania couldn't simply wait and do nothing while he finished her off.

Now in the blink of the eye Rahs could nullify Ania's advantage of distance and had the opportunity to gain it himself and he was not blind to the chance, hoping to embrace it with enough strength to win the combat. Thus he pulled her towards him and many of her tendrils could escape not his and she was locked with him by the arms and their extensions. Still she was a warrior woman and even against impossible odds and uncertainty she fought on, first melting her own tentacles around the pistol and denying the mercenary the ability to disarm her completely of it.

This move was accompanied by the struck to her head and the electrifying current that numbed her body and disoriented her senses. Still she had foresaw her demise in the trade and brought up her knee with as much momentum she could muster against what was Rahs' possibly most vulnerable point with his proximity before she was rendered confounded and stunned by his merciless voltage. The syrictae's body was even propelled upwards in her attack and he let out a small grunt. His armor fauld protected much of the damage but still her strength without equal among females was enough to stop him for a few seconds though his legs remained sturdy and did not falter against the attack on his weak spot.

It was in that moment that lasted short but felt long that Rahs realized Ania's disadvantage clearer than any other moment before and didn't hesitate to seize it. Her attack had stopped him enough for her small jab to reach him but the helmet protected him and his head merely budged a little. But then with his hand on her arm that enveloped the pistol he pulled hard sideways and spun her around, his two tentacles that had ensnared part of her numbed tendrils aiding him in the motion and soon her vulnerable back was exposed to him. His sword's pummel crashed against the spot where her neck and back met, sparks flying across her armor as electricity enveloped his own weapon.

Rahs pushed her further down into his own knee that went upwards to smite her stomach, trying now to take away all of her breath and strength with his own and his electricity. But he needed to assure his advantage as much as he could in as short time as possible and so his assail continued. Now Rahs kicked downwards on Ania's back to make her fall face-down against the ground where he would press himself with a knee on her back, feet possibly brushing her tail aside unthinkingly and his sword went before her neck and with the dull blade he grasped the tip and pulled it into her throat, hoping then to beat her and end all struggles of her tendrils with currents he could deliver through his own.

Regrettably none of her strikes against the tough mercenary presented Ania with any more options, the last resort most of her actions were based on did nothing but inevitably doom the exotic beauty of a fighter as she was receiving a thorough beating a la Rahs. She struck, but he would not budge and the electric current held her safely in place, leaving her utterly immobilized. Not even the pistol was of any use because she couldn't control that appendage anymore, one of two sources of his vile ability touching that tentacle directly and rendering it useless.

She was spun around, unable to fight it and soon her back was exposed to him where the armor proved generally weaker, the spot where the tendrils were sprouting from the center not protected at all since merely strands of a darker material held the suit together here in order to allow for these appendages to surface. He then struck, a sharp pain originating from the point of impact, going hand in hand with strenuous shocks that weakened the entirety of her body even further.

Despite her inability to move freely, she'd doubled over in pain reflexively only to find one of his incredibly muscular knees bury itself into her stomach with force, eliciting a shocked gasp riddled with discomfort from the alien whilst her eyes widened in response, her grimace distorted and reflecting all too well what despair she was in. The sensation seemingly turned her insides upside down, being near true agony Ania couldn't tell if she was going to regurgitate her latest meal from the impact or simply throw up straight away although it most certainly robbed her of any breath she might've had, the suffering simply too intense to prevent her from sucking in even the smallest amount of air. But he didn't ease up for the slightest moment, kicking her in the back which at this point wasn't even a challenge anymore. She dropped with as much grace as it was to be expected of a boulder perhaps, the fall mostly absorbed by her suit of armor, but before she knew what was even happening he'd already placed himself dominantly upon her back.

Then something swept over her lithe tail, swishing around thoughtlessly he must've touched it briefly though it was enough to force a rather enticed gasp from her lips yet it being in time with his knee meeting her back it'd be hard to tell much of a difference. Pleasure was there amidst the sheer torment brought forth by his electricity, however, barely registered by the downed female although it had been the first time in weeks anything of the sort occured. It set off a chain reaction, the effect of the previous pill inhibiting her natural sex drive slowly crumbling away and when it finally vanished fully it'd be as if the accumulated need of all these days in space struck Ania at once.

At the time, however, she was rendered helpless. None of her appendages moved with any sort of coherence now and Ania herself couldn't truly think straight, tears building up and flowing from behind that helmet as the current assailed her relentlessly. Her flexibility became apparant now more than ever, the soles of her feet touching his back more so than struck it in a fantastic acrobatic feat. She intended to hit him hard, but rapidly waning strength denied her this last act of desperation whereupon her legs simply slumped back down on the ground, motionless safe for the claws at their ends that were slightly curled up due to the rush of electric surges.

Her vision swiftly became blurry as he set the blade to her throat, air supply being cut off Ania had absolutely no chance of recovery as circumstances were, the subtle sounds coming from her making it apparant that her voice was wavering as she was slowly drifting into unconsciousness although she refrained from surrender, no matter how much rationality urged her to attempt it. Their agreement demanded that she was subjected to this and she wouldn't give in even though it might make her seem prideful. Still, there was an ever growing desire scratching away at the back of her mind, dormant for the time being although as she drifted into darkness there was no telling how long it'd take for it to surface.

In the time when Ania was caught on her back by the strong blow it seemed that the femme fatale was cut off from any resources she could muster to fight back as the syrictae's blows were hard and precise in their desperation to gain the advantage. But these blows struck her harder than he could imagine and in their train followed pain and torment for her that began in her vulnerable back and spread across her toned and luscious body. Before she could think of something the onslaught continued and then the alluring female went down beneath Rahs' knee.

Rahs did notice the strange gasp amidst the rest of groans but without truly knowing her weakness in her tail, as his was sturdier and had evolved in his species to avoid being cut off, he thought it came from surprise as the sword began to choke her. Then her struggle continued and her legs hit his back, pushing Rahs for so little before strength began to leave her and they fell to the floor with electricity running through all her nerves. In his dominance Rahs couldn't imagine the chain reaction he had set off and the fusion of sensations that were flowing through her and he wouldn't find out until later as Ania's struggles stopped completely and her tendrils and legs fell limp.

Beneath him, her sensual body was lost in darkness and he took away his sword in an instant, recognizing silently her prowess and respecting her for not yielding, as prideful as it may seem to an ignorant fighter, and keeping to the rules they had set. But the blue female was not the only one with more than emotion running through her as Rahs had experienced one of his two activities he enjoyed the most and before him was what always came as prize in his instincts and his other lust came out. Yes, a careful scan of her limp body only gave his member more reasons to harden beneath his fauld.

Torn between respect and hunger, Rahs ran his hand over Ania's back, going from her neck towards her shapely butt, where it lingered to feel her shape thoroughly even with both his hands, and down to her tail that didn't made her gasp and moan only due to her unconsciousness. Thereafter Rahs sheathed his sword and put away the one Ania had took and then turned around and ran over her front as he did with her back, enjoying the amazing and sensual shape her massive breasts had and how her hourglass body went down to her toned legs and with the sensitive touch of his species Rahs practically knew Ania's body completely like a blind man has to touch another person to recognize her.

Now Rahs' impulses urged him to take her but he restrained himself for now, giving only a certain amount of time. He took off his torso armor, bulging muscles coming into view as he removed also Ania's helmet and even a strap from her back. More of her skin showed but these things he did so she could breathe more easily after all. Then with help of his tendrils he lifted her up and carried her on his back and returned to his quarters, strong enough to do so without exhausting himself. What he didn't consider was that as he walked his tail rubbed from side to side with each step against hers. How long she would take to wake up and how long the effects of her pill would last he did not know, but she didn't arise before they reached his quarters he would leave her in the living room's couches and his urges would be more difficult to contain as his hand continued to run along her arms, legs and tail, almost twitching. But whose urges would explode first?

When Ania finally came to, the body at his hands stirred briefly from its face down position as the owner of its curvaceous frame sighed contently at the subtle touches teasing her sensitivity ladened senses. The slight shift in posture that occured then brought attention to her voluptuous rear end, putting her lavish, pillowy bottom on display whose ample flesh was simply begging to be seized and touched, the woman barely twisting from the waist down it displayed the distinct proportions of her sensual appearance though when she brought forth a thigh in front of the other, rich in opulent thickness and silken smoothness though they weren't any less toned than those of an athlete as it was her natural feminity that made them seem the way they were, nothing prevented the suit of armor from molding against her like a second skin.

The swell of her breasts provided an erotic show of its own for the audience of one, trapped beneath they bulged out from the sides of her torso seemingly stretching the material encompassing her upper body. With every breath drawn and the slightest of motions they were pressing further into the couch they laid on, their perfectly round shape moving against the surface in an enticing manner if only one were to replace the furniture with their own hands. By then her tail quivered at his every touch, twisting as to avoid his grasp although that was merely a result of her regained consciousness, the sensation flowing through it enough to cause a physical reaction as soft moans and gasps spilled from these full, pouting lips.

However, she hadn't interrupted him. When her eyes opened it became apparant that her pupils were dilated, her gaze unquestionably lecherous as they absorbed the mercenary in their half lidded state. The blush summoned to her cheeks couldn't be concealed, not even by the unusual shade of her skin whilst the corners of her lips curled up into a knowing, naughty smile once her barely coherent mind puzzled out what his intentions must've been.

Much to his advantage, she wasn't only inflamed with lust, her body was burning up at the mere thought of sex. Every touch, every nudge on the way back from their duel until then simply added to the pleasure pool gradually filling up at the core of the exotic temptress laid out before him until it not only overflowed but exploded in radiant warmth as the remnants of the inhibitor within her system fully vanished.

Oh, the thirst for pleasure was overwhelming, tentacles casually reaching out for Rahs at a slow pace as she didn't want to alarm him, most grazing over his muscled torso while others loosely coiled around his arms, a single one slightly more daring as it brushed up against his inner thigh, then along the formidable bulge in his crotch. Ania had never been with a real man before, least of all a battered veteran whose scars simply turned her on further as it implied the many battles he'd fought. Her entire species consisted of females after all that could turn into hermaphrodites at will, but eyeing him then and there she simply couldn't resist the temptation.

Alternatives were there, rush to her room and consume another pill before it was too late or seek out the orange alien from the day before though she'd never succeed with the latter before begging anyone to take her in the open street. But touching him as they were, exploring such an admirable specimen who defeated her in combat far easier than anyone of her own possibly could've while in a state of heat, the choice seemed obvious. These arms alone could dominate Ania with little effort, but if his rippling muscles were any indication then perhaps he could reign over her in the bedroom in much the same way and enslave her to his whims.

After several moments, however, she slowly sat up, straightened into a more solid posture though it was only striking a pose for the sake of the moment, jutting out her massive cleavage in the process while the way her form bent and moved offered a grand view of her mellow bottom.

"Would you feel inclined to retire to your quarters .. with me?", she then purred, the words spoken softly and riddled with sensuality as her eyes briefly traveled over his lower body before shifting back to his own. "I believe a shower is in order after our little duel .. and it'd be an honor to do so in the company of the victor."

Now at last the perfect body of the female alien stirred in her sleep as it awoke, as if pushing aside a heavy veil of drowsiness and with it came all kinds of motions and shifts that could only come due to the nature of her body as sensual, luscious and alluring. Every inch of Ania was before him to see at his pleasure and leisure and his hands never retired from her second skin, gliding over the bountiful curves and daring to press and squeeze where they were the ripest.

Indeed as she shifted her position his hands with open palms moved over her voluptuous ass and her thick, toned thighs as she moved around. His bright blue eyes were eating her as well, going beyond merely undressing her with a stare, a careful look into them and Ania could probably even see how he imagined to ravish her right there in that instant, her attire torn away and with those same strong arms pin her down as her massive breasts bounced around in the air beneath his rippled and scarred body before his onslaught, now of sexual nature, fell down on her.

But Rahs did nothing as of yet and Ania was free to do as she did, eyeing him with the lust-filled eyes and her tendrils going to his arms and his crotch, a motion he welcomed as one of his hands returned the soft touch to her tendrils while he let the others touch and graze as they wished, across his toned and battered muscles and the intimidating bulge in his crotch that twitched beneath the tendril, further inviting it to prod.

Then Ania sat up and the heavy breasts Rahs had spied beneath the weight of her body now came almost spilling like bodies of water about to burst open their confinement and his eyes took long to wander from the pair of perfect tits that he desired to seize and make his own along with every part of her. The tone of her voice and look of her gaze only replied in agreement and Rahs' blue orbs shone with the smile behind his mask, realizing that the female alien was similar in mind and would enjoy to test him in the sexual ways and take pleasure too in being dominated there as well, enslaving her and diving both in a sea of bliss and sex.

"The honor is mine to be with such a formidable and awe-inspiring woman and combatant. Come with me." So it was that the syrictae took Ania's arm and guided her back to his quarters where he swiftly let the water run. And once they were both inside and ready he continued, "Let me help you out of your armor." Behind her back Rahs worked the straps with dexterous fingers and the armor peeled away like a banana's skin and revealed the precious, prized and sublime blue body of Ania. The more skin Rahs admired the harder his member seemed to grow and when at last she was free of her tight armor Ania would feel his cock prodding through his armor fauld against the cheeks of her butt and sensitive tail. Only then his hands gladly traversed her fine hourglass figure, eager fingers touching the sides of her mounds down to her hips and ass, tenderly rubbing at the end the length of her tail, now aware of her weakness with every quiver it did before to avoid him.

"With pleasure." Ania eagerly followed his lead while clinging to the last fragments of decency, neither rushing nor slowing their pace as they entered his private quarters, letting Rahs guide her through the process of their impending lovemaking. Along the way she'd undone the all too formal braid, allowing for her lush, near raven colored hair to cascade over her back.

The straps along her spine gave way to more of her smooth, picture perfect skin, the slightest tease of all yet enough to prompt the mercenary into action as the whole beauty of his present had yet to be unravelled. Soon its wrapping fell away, giving rise to the massive breasts of his former opponent which then swayed briefly before her, the tender and jiggling flesh finally freed from its prison and cupped by beautifully sculpted, puffy nipples, the near cherry colored protrusions roused from their slumber with every shiver he bestowed unto her until they stood fully erect.

Upon passing the flawless belly of the female at his hands, he finally came to lay eyes on another gem which defined her most exceptional looks. The busty vixen became fully exposed to him at last, her generous hips in strong contrast to a rather narrow waist although it gave Ania the sexy, swinging gait which had given him unintended shows throughout their trip around the city.

Ania found herself taken aback by the press of his impressive cock against her body, gasping in surprise though it wasn't in any sense of the word frowned upon. It was absolutely breathtaking in that moment, to have such a vigorous and ample manhood touch her in such a manner and while his entirety had been tucked away beneath armor still, the mere thought of unsheathing his mighty sword prior to bedding with Rahs was enough to put her senses in a whirl. Plump yet toned with just the right amount of jiggle attached, her hindquarters slightly shifted in his favor as the portion of his member protruding from his armor snuggled up against the valley of her backside, these succulent slopes at either end embracing his vast expanse.

She had remained reserved throughout most of the act, tentacles around his wrists following his every move and change in direction, no matter how subtle as he ran his hands along her shapely frame, allowing him to do as he pleased. By the time he'd reacher her tail, her eyes were long since shut, his muscular torso supporting the alien's back as she leaned into him. These full lips part at his daring strokes and caresses, an enticed gasp filling the room they were in though she bit down on her lower lip shortly after, once again in vain as his assault continued and she couldn't contain the sweet sounds passing through the air, the face of his newfound lover contorted in pleasure.

Her tail, unable to escape his grasp, seized an opportunity of its own as it slipped beneath the remaining piece of armor, softly sweeping over the girth of his member before gradually wrapping about it, teasingly stroking the imprisoned monster amidst his loins. She wanted it, needed it badly as her flower and its petals were glistening faintly in a slim film of moisture, but she enjoyed their closeness as they were and didn't intend to spoil their little adventure by forcing that move on him too soon.

"I believe you're overdressed .." Already his last protective layer was being removed by the nimble touch of her many appendages, undone and left aside like the rest of their garments whereupon they returned to basking in the pure masculinity of his form, seeking his fantasy inducing muscles in particular.

With lustful eyes Rahs took in all of Ania's body, inch by inch, and every succulent part that she had to offer, from the slender shoulders and pretty long hair to her bountiful breasts ready to be seized and the lower ass cheeks that hugged his cock and her toned legs. Women such as her were incredibly rare to come by and so Rahs was glad to be with her in that intimacy and share their mutual lust and become one in their lovemaking, worthy and only possible between two extraordinary combatants as were the two of them.

His muscular torso was like a map of scars and against it rested Ania and Rahs rejoiced to feel her smooth skin and weight as she gasped under his touches, and he was satisfied to find her so welcoming to his advances. Now her tail and tendrils did as he and removed his last piece of armor and at last the two aliens were entirely nude and at once Ania would feel how his hot meat jumped at the first second of freedom and slapped her own butt, a raging hard on pressing between her cheeks, an impressive heat spreading to her lovely hindquarters.

It was then that the syrictae turned her around, careful tendrils of his holding her back and shoulders while his hands ran over her front. "You are a work of art, a masterpiece of perfection, Ania." His hands then went to her heavy and luscious mammaries and were glad to find them heavy and slightly larger than themselves. He was unable to contain himself any longer and he started playing with them, drawing out the painful foreplay even as the femme fatale ached for his member. This phallus was now pressed between, a scalding rod pointing upwards to her cleavage and pressing against her toned flat stomach as his hands, though eager, were delicate and precise in their touches and limited themselves only to the outer tit flesh, pressing nerves and muscles that had to withstand their weight and so brought relief and pleasure to them, hoping to only strengthen the fire inside her. Slowly Rahs and his tendrils guided Ania beneath the warm water where both their bodies bathed and were covered with a continuous layer that only made their bodies the more exotic to the other. Now Rahs' broad shoulders and ripped arms had their muscles toned even further with the running water and the drops that fell on his front guided Ania's look downwards across his ample and hard chest to his clearly defined six-pack abdomen, and all of that masculine and strong body was hers to feel and enjoy as he already was doing with hers beneath the shower.

Nothing could compare to the sexual torment Rahs subjected her to, caught up in the throes of ecstatic passion whilst the captivating heat of his manhood pulsed against her with each beat of his heart, his girth treasured amidst the passage of her sumptuous cheeks, skin against skin she barely managed to stand without allowing the thought of mounting Rahs then and there to overwhelm her gradually heightening senses.

It was then he spun her around to face him, his stunning masculinity leaving her almost speechless though his thorough examination of her curvaceous body distracted her in the most pleasant of ways. "You flatter me, Rahs .. I-I .. I don't know what to say." She smiled at that, sighing contently at the initial contact of his hands on her voluptuous breasts. "Please, don't stop .."

She moaned out softly, his touch easing tense muscles that she wasn't even aware of in the first place, brushing up against the very curves of the enticing flesh. These lewd tits were extraordinarily pliant to the faintest of pressures as Rahs would soon discover, the soft orbs giving in to his every touch at the slightest prompting though they retained their perfect shape throughout his initial assault, molding against his hands as though they were heated mounds of dough. "Ahn! A-amazing ..", she gasped, hardly able to withstand his motions as they moved below the stream.

"You're incredible." At this point the heat at her core surpassed that of the stream, the fires within constantly fueled by the coals of his actions and the natural drive to tend to the desires of the flesh. "We may have to pass up on breakfast for a while if we continue .."

Water poured from above into the valley of her cleavage, her pillowy breasts accumulating a reservoir within their midst as their confining masses proved enough to seal its only passage shut, leaving it to overflow. Instead the liquid accentuated her huge breasts, enveloping their shapely frames to the fullest not entirely unlike a second skin, shielding his immense member from the flow above safe for what few droplets occasionally seeped through the incredibly tight channel of her bust. All along the entirety of her body dripped sexuality, her prominent, wide hips embraced by the lukish warm fluid though she'd hoped that Rahs would've seized that initiative soon enough.

Few would've been able to rival his appearance, perhaps not more than a handful in existence as the keen shine of her eyes settled on his sturdy torso, the abundance of muscles found there as unyielding as rock as her gentle touch began to probe his exceptional stature, irresistable to the busty female before him. Carefully Ania guided her touch along the outer rim of his solid chest, tracing along the various scars that told silent stories of nameless battles, his worth as a warrior far exceeding her own as a mere huntress and guardian that gave rise to the intense demand to indulge in a far more intimate undertaking.

She sought his dominance above all, yearning to be reigned over for so very few had subdued Ania in her lifetime, least of all someone of his caliber and if it weren't for the lack of control due to her insatiable urges, she would've missed out on Rahs and his considerable assets.

Ania could only dream of the heavenly marvel that was his manhood, closer to her than ever before it proved nearly impossible to simply limit oneself to the guidance of her dominant partner as vivid images crossed her inner eye. If only he were to grind his mighty pelvis against her face at least, to grant her the feel of that tremendous cock as it slides into her waiting mouth, eager to succumb to providing him with that shameless service as long as that slab of meat filled her and his taut testes slapped into her chin. How wonderfully mind numbing its smell must be from up close, a thrilling whiff of his unique aroma enough to make her wonder what his hopefully divine cum would taste like as it lingered on her tongue, the invisible texture of his mouth watering cargo rolling over the deft muscle and tingling the farthest recesses of her mouth with warmth in addition to the precious flavor of such a powerful warrior.

It was as if she snapped out of a daze, her sinfully lecherous gaze begging for his undivided attention as she looked straight into his eyes, a sly smile upon her plump, violet lips which at least temporarily silenced the most prominent sounds of approval coming from Ania. "Would you allow me to lend you a hand, Rahs? I know just the thing that might help ease the tension on your muscles after our little duel ..", she spoke softly, playfully as her suggestion undoubtedly proved to be of sexual nature.

"I'm sure breakfast can wait..." he replied, his voice deep and thick with the hint of lust that his eyes had as well, letting Ania know clearly that she was his breakfast and object of desire and now in his grasp he would not let her go. Not that she wanted to leave either, both have found themselves in a situation that both were eager to be in and now, in each other's arms, the two warriors would bask in each other's company and bliss.

In truth Rahs would have made her his in the living room, making the curvaceous alien wake up to find herself being fucked without relent. But now as he had discovered her extraordinary sensitivity and submission to his advances he delayed the main course and prolonged only Ania's suffering, knowing well due her glassy eyes that she desired it as much as he. But throughout his years of experience in all manners violent and sexual he knew that taking one's sweet time only made the impact even greater. This was what Rahs had planned for her until the moment he took her awe-inspiring body and delivered her pleasure like she had never experienced.

For the time being the mercenary pleased his eyes and hands, devouring with his sight her heavy mammaries that choked the water at her cleavage and the clear liquid only accentuated her voluptuousness and made her even more desirable. These ripe, full breasts were victims in his hands and showed back the amount of pleasure they received by merely touching their sides and tired muscles. Rahs loved these female parts so but even more he loved women whose tits were sensitive and like a merciless predator he continued the massage now that she teased long enough, finally squeezing and molding the ample tit flesh between his fingers until at last his expert fingers played with her hard nipples that, to his eyes, only begged to be sucked and milked.

Her tendrils continued to feel his body, taking in his wide and prominent muscles just like his hands did to her heavy mounds. Tough and plain were every single of them but in reality they felt like a million plateaus and mountains rising as her tentacles moved from muscle to muscle feeling the clear distinction between them, defined and toned by countless battles and tremendous exercise with scars that only made the terrain feel the more interesting, adding the soft textures in shapes that every warrior would recognize from some weapons while others only gave a hint and even some that would leave Ania wondering how he got them. All these she felt thorough and slowly as she was in her daydream, being submitted by Rahs. But she would not need wait any longer.

Her suggestion caused a smile behind the mask and the syrictae at last stopped his massage on her gorgeous bosom. Her fantasies would become real as Rahs nodded, a hand going to her shoulder as he spoke. "Ah, please do. In fact, I'm very eager to see what you have to offer to ease this tension you have caused." Of which tension he spoke was immediately understood but still he let Ania do and touch as she would for just a few seconds before his hand would push downward commandingly, forcing her to kneel before him. In this motion his raging cock and heavy testes, full and eager to release their contents, rubbed over her smooth and flat stomach before going between her heavenly breasts until his tip prodded her chin.

Rahs shifted his hips slightly and his member moved aside but in its hard state it bounced to slap Ania's cheek where it stayed, rubbing back and forth over her head now transmitting its scalding heat to her face. He let her recreate the fantasy she had as these actions were not alien to Rahs, for countless times he had submitted women of all kind to his will and used them for his pleasure, women strong and agile, some even more than Ania though they were rarer than hell, and some others slim and weak but strong of wit and imagination. Many he had fought and claimed his victory from them and some had been with him in mutual attraction. Ania in this list was in a league all by herself for she alone reunited the strongest traits of all of them.

Now thanks to their duel Rahs had around him the clear scent of himself and his sweat that water alone could not wash away. It was an aroma only masculine and hardened warriors like him had, a strong odor that reflected their dominance and strength. This all the fourteen inches of his meat against her face emanated and filled Ania's nostrils and lungs as his testes hung against her chin with the same aroma. He moved his phallus all over her face to the other side before adding, "Perhaps you can enjoy this as an appetizer for the time being."

With time her sensitivity grew, nothing short of experiencing orgasmic pleasures at the slightest touch in the long run which resulted in the stunning pleasantries conveyed by his knowing advances, pressing another button entirely when abandoning another until he squeezed the abundance of her overburdened breasts, the sensations keeping Ania locked in that state of bliss which in turn rendered her own motions sluggish, completely absorbed in the skillful treatment of his hands.

Soon, however, his hand settled onto her shoulder, causing her heart to skip a beat whilst a pleasant shudder spread through her every limb. His words were music to her ears, a melody that got Ania fired up unlike anything she'd ever felt before at the thought that her fantasy would soon become reality. "You needn't worry about any tension when I'm done, I assure you."

When he pushed her down, the devoted female obeyed without resistance as she gave in to his commanding gesture with utter delight, her loins and chest burning with raw lust as his member traversed the flawless body of its willing servant. Smacking into her cheek it hadn't managed to abate her desires any, if anything it further established his dominance and there was no denying that she was looking forward to taking care of his personal needs before her own.

Ania revelled in the feel of his cock roaming about her face, his scent washing over her, clinging to her as he marked the huntress as his. She hadn't moved, basking in the glory of being treated in such a manner by the hardened veteran and enduring his actions despite the growing desire to devour the slab of meat before her eyes, waiting for his permission to continue.

Her azure eyes crossed as they centered on the crest of his massive phallus laid over her face, the supposed appetizer the most wonderful thing she had at her disposal in a long time as she reached up with a sole tentacle and seized it by the very base, yearning for it though she perked up at his words, her soft voice wavering as she eyed him with half lidded eyes. "T-thank you kindly .. You're so generous .."

Those lavender lips parted at the slightest prompting of the muscle within, full and juicy as they were hovering before the ample globes of his virile manhood, her heated breaths cascading over them while she couldn't help but hungrily coat her lips in a lustrous layer of saliva that merely served to emphasize the richness of these lewd puckers that sought to consume him.

Within the blink of an eye Ania buried her face in his crotch, greedily yet gently nestling up against the soft tissue where the thickness of his masculine fragrance proved the strongest. What may be pungent to some had been ecstasy in its purest form to the female at his feet, inhaling his potent scent deeply whereupon it flooded her nostrils thoroughly, causing her eye lids to flutter as his overwhelmingly sublime odor entranced her senses with its sheer intensity.

Merely a whiff of his bodily smell fascinated her beyond reason, but now that she faced the full brunt of that region, Rahs would be forever embedded within her memory. His remarkable aroma stood out from any she dared to recall, an Alpha even among the best of them, destined to rule as it was the vivid portrayal of his dominance, his unquestionable reign hanging in the air which not even the shower could wash away, compelling her to give herself wholly unto him.

She seemed eager to serve, her sensual lips parted as they met his voluminous testes with care whilst a deep, needy moan rang through his flesh, a deft tongue slithering against the ridge along the center of his scrotum before descending, teasing the bottom of his precious semen storage compartments with utmost devotion as to provoke an influx in the quantities of seed that she may receive by the end of this though Ania refrained from using any appendages to aid her in her duties, worshipping his balls in the one way Rahs deserved.

Careful adjustments to her own physique allowed her to reach farther than ordinary woman, extending her fleshy tongue as she was hoping to collect something which was not water but remnants of his own sweat before she encased one of the twin orbs, lovingly suckling and slurping away at the taut orb despite it being too large to fit into her mouth completely. Naturally as time dragged on her endeavors would've shown the selfish nature of her actions and thus she turned her focus toward his rigid cock, a biological marvel she would be all too happy to indulge in.

Ania traced along the underside of his enormous member, her tongue traveling all the way from his base to the very tip while she absorbed every pulse, every motion of his perfect cock as she prepared to provide him release.

"You're delicious ..", she purred as the keen muscle encircled the swollen head of his hot rod though the words were barely more than gibberish the way she tended to his manhood, more of his heavenly taste found there that she simply couldn't get enough of. It was a reward of its own, being able to service the proud warrior and his equally admirable length although the essence of his loins remained a constant reminder of the grand prize waiting for her at the finish line.

The blue skinned beauty at his hands was born for this, made for what they were about to do as she leaned over ever so slightly and the irresistible swell of her succulent lips set against the crown of his majestic shaft, the kiss underlined with a passionate moan of hers surging through Rahs before sliding further down his length, allowing his girth to spread the opening at its leisure whilst her near crimson cheeks began to curve inward, turning concave as Ania swallowed any air left in her mouth and went on to bestow a suction on him that he would never forget.

Hearing her obedient and submissive words a sly smile quickly formed behind his mask. Truly this pleased Rahs beyond anything he had imagined for Ania was much more than a simple slave or an agent he had bought or fought, she was a female stronger than most, smarter and much more capable, even an amazon warrior to the eyes of the weaker beings. Her honor and understanding compelled her not only to admit Rahs as the victor but now that his scent filled her lungs and fired up her nerves she knew her place beneath the Alpha among warriors and was not ashamed to serve him for this was instead an honor any woman should envy to have. Indeed he was not only the great combatant and the victor by which normal battle rules had right over her but also he was a superior dominant, male at that, and it was even right to give herself to him.

To her actions and words Rahs nodded, his hand going from her shoulder to the back of her head caressing her hair meanwhile she basked herself in his strong aroma before taking inside her wet mouth and between those full, ripe lips one of his testes. It was clear to him soon enough that Ania was not a stranger to sex and pleasure and her dedication to her duty surpassed even that of the best trained slaves in Vanejin. It was also obvious she enjoyed performing it as she took her time not only for Rahs' pleasure but because this filled something inside her as well, perhaps even a pride for serving. There was no chance for mistakes nor any lack of motivation, so it was that the sensual voluptuous alien on her knees did everything she could to please the muscular man before her, raging piece of meat against her face only urging her further to go on.

Her moans and teasing of his testes were received with a satisfied sigh, the quick vibrations and smooth licking of her tongue sending waves after waves of pleasure that filled the already full testes with something else that every being loved to feel. Indeed her sensual and deft tongue caused his ball to show her its satisfaction, the testes working eagerly and filling themselves with even more of his strong semen, the prized liquid that Ania desired as a reward for her amazing treatment.

After sucking on the sensitive orb she turned to his throbbing member, hotter than the water that poured on them, and her tongue sent marveling sensations across his entire length and loins as she moved upwards that Rahs could not hold back a loud groan of pleasure. Its head was as sensitive as nature ordered it to be but the underside of his cock and his balls were Rahs' own sexual weak spots. A good or trained slave knew when to please him and how much to keep his release at such a rhythm to prolong his pleasure and increase the amount of his seed, undeniable treasure that every slave yearned for and that Ania wished as well for she knew well enough, being now under that long and hard symbol of power and masculinity that put other males to shame, that Rahs was more than capable of bringing her ecstasy and release beyond her wildest fantasies. If she had never been with a male before, Ania had such to come across the one male superior to all that had won all her respect.

"You're more than perfect. Continue with your efforts that, while very good on their own, are still on the level of a typical vanejin slave." Indeed, how not submit to an alien that had conquered countless women by force and taken them to his pleasure and that the majority had broken before truly satisfied him? In fact Ania's actions felt as good as the best slaves of Vanejin but he talked to her like that to keep her doing her best, to see what she was capable of doing before he would inevitably take her.

And Ania had much more to give and quickly turned his words to nothing but mere baseless teasing as she sealed her incredible lips around his raging shaft and sucked like no woman had ever done before in his entire life. Yes, she was more than perfect and much more than any other woman or alien that Rahs had ever come across. The pleasure that invaded him as quick and strong as lightning forced his head to hang back letting out a clear moan of bliss. Almost in an instant his hand grabbed her hair and with his dominance forced her head to go deeper still while his hips moved back and forth, the syrictae now using her mouth like a fuckhole and with every thrust he reached a little deeper until the back of her throat hugged his head. Unsure still of how exactly her gagging reflex responded, Rahs moved slowly so as not to choke her completely, but indeed surely without giving her room and using her like the object of pleasure she was for him.

When half of his cock was inside her he stopped moving, letting Ania taste and inhale all of his flavor and scent until it filled her being and there was nothing but him in the entire universe, that strong alien and his majestic rod that wanted her more than anything now. After a time Rahs seemed appropriate to let Ania breathe once more and withdrew his cock with a strong pleasure overtaking him like a wave of lava, sighing and grunting until the head was removed with a pop!. "Show me how far can you go," he commanded at last.

Approval of the highest form reached her ears as she surrounded him with alluring, unmatched lips that sought to suck the delicious sperm from his testes, the method causing Rahs to grant her the most wonderful praise any woman in his company should strive for. It was pleasing beyond words, to have him approve of her as much as he did though such were the qualities of the huntress and he seemed to welcome every single one despite having demeaned her efforts moments before.

Initially she'd gagged on his monstrous member yet shut off that reflex as part of her unique physique, hoping that he would plunge further though he never did. The tentacle coiled about his shaft left him as soon as he began to take control of their bodily motions, the female assuming the role which her position demanded as she sucked him off with undying fervor, reduced to nothing but a toy to serve his needs though for one to stand in his glorious shadow, who was she to determine her place if Rahs clearly defined it for her?

Ania remained sealed around his huge cock that filled the recesses of her mouth perfectly like two seemingly independent halves made whole, a sense of belonging washing over her as she took him in, fellating him whilst kneeling at his feet for he was the epitome of masculinity, his authority unrivalled by any other male and it was his sovereign right to claim all those he desired as it was his charitable gift alone which granted her the privilege of serving Rahs, the master of all.

Instead of simply smelling the muscular warrior she'd truly begun breathing the invisible essence of his mighty loins and breathing through him herself, consuming lungful after lungful of an aroma inadequate for anyone but him. Submissively entertaining him with her tongue as it quivered beneath the phenomenal girth of his scepter, traces of the very same nature accumulated amidst the heat of their muscles imprisoned inside her mouth, tingling her taste buds in an unearthly yet mutual fondness to the point where he became an essential part of her being.

A voice called out from the depths of her conscience while he lingered there, driving her on to indulge in the presence of his delightful cock and it wasn't long before anything else around them began to melt away, gradually fading into obscurity as every breath took her closer to becoming whole. Reason and purpose for coming to Vanejin evaporated into nothingness until there was no more Vanejin, merely Rahs and his lordly reign that sought to enlighten Ania as to what one of her kind was supposed to be and it was then that the exotic beauty kneeling before him accepted his manhood as the sole primary concern in her life.

When he removed himself from the seal of her lips, Ania revelled in the sounds he made though found herself unable to stay away, cautiously nuzzling against his wonderful shaft. She hovered before him hungrily, her mouth opened wide without any sign of having changed shape ever since he pulled out, her tongue teasingly set against the lower side of his generously swollen width, azure eyes riddled with hope and desperation locked onto his own behind the mask, awaiting his next order.

"Nothing could give me more pleasure.", she cooed sensually, happily even as she drew the amiable head of his member in greedily, taking a mere moment to savor its lavish expanse as her mellow tongue assailed the slit at its center.

Full, pouting lips tightened around his precious cock whilst the inhuman suction returned to its former glory, her cheeks turning concave as searing white, hot pleasure began flowing through him and Ania pressed on, massaging his manhood thoroughly as its heat spread into the surrounding flesh. With deliberate slowness she devoured him, inch by inch vanishing into her hungry maw with fiery passion, longing for more even as he touched upon then plugged the entrance to her throat.

Never stopping, never ceasing to amaze the crushing tightness of her throat swiftly enveloped his rigid member, grinding along his surface for the raven haired temptress hadn't eased up in the slightest. Only when these rich lips were planted around the root of his manhood, settling against and kissing his groin with unhindered vigor did her advances grind to a halt, her large breasts swaying sheepishly below as they were covered in alternating layers of water and sweat, her inner fire far more intense than before at the feel of something of this magnitude stuffing her mouth.

Naturally she looked mesmerizing there, her face distorted in utmost bliss which had forced her eyes to take on the pleading, distressed look of a pet begging for attention from its master, their shining colors narrowed not in anger but sheer pleasure from merely providing such a service for the dominant male. In the process she'd reflexively swallowed time and time again, sending stunning ripples through his captured rod though nothing would be sweeter than having him flood her depths with cum.

Ania dared to venture further, pulling back most of his fourteen inches, letting him feel every subtle ridge along her throat only for the blue skinned beauty to take him all in once more. She moaned out, the sound muffled yet clearly audible whilst her features lit up in an onrush of bliss, deepthroating the Alpha at her hands worshipfully, stroking his vulnerable shaft with lips, tongue and throat without mercy as the alien began to bob her head back and forth in a rapturous manner, either to be tamed and punished or simply allowed to carry out her duty as the lover of such a superior specimen.