“Right.” Searching for the cell had been their first issue. That wasn't so tough, it didn't seem as if the ship had come with a brig and the cargo hold had been modified in the construction of her cell, now the Undine as she was dropped inside. She did not stir which caused Myra to gaze at her. It was a long moment, just long enough to confirm that she was still breathing. If it were left to her she would have killed the Undine in the heat of the moment, she nearly had. Giving her to he people for further study was another matter though the Undine wasn't her prisoner so she did not think on it too much. She did take the key and if she had any available pockets she would have taken it so she just hung it back up on the wall out of reach.

She had been reminded that the ship had set down for repairs. The Undine were all accounted for as far as she knew and looking over the quarters would confirm that number. Her ankle opposed the idea of going back out in that storm for any period of time and she had not been against waiting out the storm here.

“No, we can stay put. I don't think the logs will tell us much, if these three were still at the ship I'm guessing that they were still working on whatever problems they were having.” She could read their language, assuming that they had one. With the males being mute and the females being the only ones capable of conversation she wondered if it were really an issue for them.

The ship wasn't one of their making, a used freighter designed and manufactured by another species. Any logs would be in galactic basic though Myra figured that they had learned to read it to operate the ship. She didn't really know the capabilities of the Undine.

“Sure, let's check out the ship. I need to find something to wear,” it was a bit warmer here and she knew that there were tanks of salt water here. How much depended on how far they had been though since the water could be reused again and again she knew it would be enough unless there was a leak or it was jettisoned and while the first could be possible it was very unlikely.

Doing the rounds they found that all the Undine were accounted for. There was an armory on the ship that held a pair of rifles, some blasters and about half a dozen Tri-Blasts. While she did not access any maintenance logs she pulled up information on where they were heading, where they had been.

She looked over this information and just made a mental note. They were still some distance out, close but not close enough. She passed up on Undine uniforms too. The males were too big for her and she was holding out for the females room. She figured that the best stuff would be there.

“I'll take you up on that offer,” she said as they made their way to the captain's quarters. A spike of discomfort shot through her ankle and she had to ease her weight off of it some.

The captain's quarters were large. The first thing that they would notice was the large water bed in the center of the room. There were several buttons on the wall, one for the lights others slide out panels revealing computers and dressers. Clothes could wait for now though. She was safe, it wasn't as if anyone was looking for the ship either and the only living Undine was locked up.

She limped to the bed, sat down then swung he inured leg up first then the next, scooting over at. It wasn't tough for her, she simply stilled the shifting water for a mere moment before releasing that hold. Halting a small portion of water was easier for her. Moving it was more challenging and she was not attempting to stop all the water just where she grasped to give her a bit of purchase as if it were solid.

She gazed slowly up at her savior from a sitting position on that bed. “There should be plenty of previsions here to last a while,” she aid off hand more to indicate that there was less of a rush now.

“You won’t be short on clothing, that’s for sure.” With several buttons giving rise to a plethora of clothing for the female captain that was now their prisoner, Myra had plenty to wear, but seemingly chose to retain her currently exposed form. It appeared they both realized there wasn’t much of a rush to do anything and with provisions likely to be covered in a different part of the ship, they could wait out the storm without worrying about a thing. Although, watching Myra from the back and how her marvelous form moved onto the bed was almost too tempting to resist. She actually had to shake her head to prevent herself from falling into a little day dream of her own. “Ah, but I did offer to take care of your ankle.”

She approached the bed in a calm yet alluring manner for the natural sway to her hips had been nothing to simply dismiss off hand. Her movements were downright hypnotic, designed to appeal to the naked eye as the curvaceous alien crawled close to her prone form. “You should lay back and relax. I have more than enough experience in these matters.” A single tentacle would be all that was necessary for the unique medical service which had been offered to Myra. She wasted no time in getting started on her injured traveling companion. “You won’t feel much, but please do as I say. Just try not to move erratically and you should be fine. Leave everything else to me.”

Wriggling against her smooth peachy flesh created a tingling sensation for the Vodran even though the procedure itself might have been anything but pleasant had the amazon not rubbed a local anesthetic into her skin beforehand, hence the moisture on her ankle prior to getting started on the injured limb. It pierced the flesh, an action unseen from the outside thanks to how the azure flesh bulged around the newly created opening, and gradually lost consistency upon dipping into her body, assuming a more liquid like nature while retaining every nerve end Ania required to perform well. Someone of her nature rarely relied on eyesight alone and actually performed better without it, merely exploring her ankle from within as her appendage drilled deeper and cautiously maneuvered around whichever vital arteries laid in her path.

Myra never felt much other than an unusual mixture of hot and cold sensations which were racing through her leg at a chaotic pace. Sometimes the pressure near her built up, hinting at the azure flesh amassing to a larger formation within her, but it tended to vanish fairly quickly as to minimize the amount of discomfort the patient experienced at any given time. It certainly felt unusual, similar to a foreign body like a needle being injected into one’s body and staying there, but without the stinging pain one would come to expect. She worked diligently, however, paying little mind to the distraction that was conversation. Several long minutes of utter silence passed by before Ania finally extracted her tentacle from the Vodran’s ankle.

It would have taken less time if Myra wasn’t in the nude and distracted Ania with her charms from time to time, even though she might not have wanted to, but lying on the bed beside her, completely exposed, tended to meddle with the predator’s nature. Unlike what the beautiful alien female may have come to suspect about her blue skinned savior, her mix of sexual organs and an equally intense thirst for intercourse was probably the farthest thought from her mind.

After sitting straight up once again, the aqua female began to explain what happened. “I’ve mended your tendons and ligaments with my own genetic material. It’ll be absorbed into your system and disappear over time as your body regenerates itself naturally, but until then you won’t have to worry about experiencing any discomfort.” She gave a brief nod to her previously injured ankle. Even the skin where Ania pushed through had healed completely by now. “As the cells within you degenerate and become replaced with your own, they’ll release pain suppressing chemicals into your ankle. That should take care of even the most intense ache that might come up in the coming weeks. In short, you won’t even notice it was ever there.”

She got off the bed after relaying the matter to Myra, offering her some space after dealing with her injury. “You’re lucky nothing tore apart completely. Fixing that would’ve taken a while.” A smile stole over her features then. She wouldn’t have minded taking longer to fix her up, if only to be able to stay close to her a little while longer because looking over the nude specimen was quite an enticing experience for her hidden manhood. Still, there were more important things to tend to. “You can probably put your whole weight back on it now, if you want to try.” Skimming through her soaked black locks with a lone tentacle in idle thought reminded her of what happened outside not too long ago.

“I was planning on freshening up a bit after being out there in the action for a while.” It appeared Ania was in no rush for compliments on her work. She wasn’t truly looking for credit from a royal of all people. Ania did it because that sense of duty lingered within her, somewhere deep inside. Watching her suffer would’ve been unbearable, no matter her origin, thus the voluptuous creature helped her even if there was a certain measure of doubt on her mind that this one was telling the truth. After spending a fair while in the wild and engaging the Undine earlier, Ania hoped to take a nice, hot shower, but wanted to make sure Myra had everything she needed for the moment. If the bath was as impressive as the Captain’s quarters, she was really looking forward to it. “So .. unless there’s anything else ..”

She had cringed at the thought of wearing the clothes that touched the skin of an Undine as if it would taint her in someway. Still, they were better than nothing but she didn't need them right now. As long as the environmental controls had been working on the ship she wouldn't need them until they left.

No hurry at all. She had to distract herself earlier, life and death and all that but now she was free to allow her mind to wander some. She reflected back on all the little signs earlier, and of course she enjoyed it with Ania getting into the bed with her. She bite her lower lip, moaned. “HOT!” Then cold. It didn't hurt but there was a constant flux in temperature.

The feel of that tentacle felt odd as it worked. The insertion felt like a needle stuck in her, she could feel it but there had been no pain just the temperature change. It was over too soon though. The busty woman had gotten off the bed and explained what she had done.

Myra twirled her ankle in little circles as she lifted up her leg. There was no pain, no discomfort at all. She smiled. “This is good. Great. I don't feel anything.” Her blue eyes dashed towards the door that had to lead into the bathroom then back to Ania herself.

She would test her weight out on it first. Standing up, shifting her weight and swaying slightly from side to side to test it out. It felt good but then she suddenly grasped Ania by the arms shooting her weight deliberately towards the leg closest to the bed. She was weak for a Vodrani though her strength was equivalent to the strongest human. With momentum assisting her she brought the pair to the bed

“I guess I over did it there,” she smiled then pursued her lips. “But there's no sense taking a shower just yet ...” Myra touched that armor over her full breast. It was cool to the touch but dry. Her eyes looked to that hand then back to Ania as if gauging a reaction though her hand remained in place.

“I want to thank you,” another smile. This time her hand retracted from the armor, she searched for a means of removing it but if Ania was going to draw away now would be the time. She could have misread the signs after all, in which case that would have been such a waste though she wasn't going to waste this opportunity to set her lips upon hers at least, inching her own forward though she still had time to retract herself from the situation.

It pleased her to find Myra could at the very least put pressure on her ankle again, but there was still a certain measure of surprise when she fell and brought Ania down to the bed in one fell swoop. She could have easily prevented her from doing so, having fought and beaten numerous aliens and monsters across the universe, but the sudden nature of it all took her off guard. That was not to say the feeling of her hand upon the curvature of a breast hadn’t felt extraordinary in the least. In truth, Ania enjoyed it even though her armor forbid direct skin to skin contact. Again, there was no resistance. It sparked her excitement nonetheless and gave grounds for the assumption Myra wanted to do more than commit a lone touch to their current relationship.

Unlike Ania, however, Myra was in the nude. Ania felt everything touching her own clothed body with utmost clarity. Seeing how they were positioned at the time with their bodies pressed against each other, pheromones trickling into the air, there was little doubt about what the former captive desired. Naturally, Ania understood perfectly. Taking a shower now would be taking away time from the carnal pleasantries that could be had right then and there.

“You want to thank me?” But that was about everything Ania managed to say out loud before their lips connected in a moment of intimacy and thus far the huntress had shown no signs of refusal. After a mere moment, her eyes shut to drink in the feel of her body to the fullest. Her tongue reached out, her lush lips parted, all to make way for the erotic muscle which hoped to seek out Myra’s tongue to nudge and prod it in a lingering romantic union. She sighed into their kiss with contentment, hinting at the fact Ania wanted the same thing Myra was looking forward to for a while now. At the same time her mass of tentacles shook and trembled with excitement, hoping for more while one of the more daring ones snuck beneath Myra’s head, holding her close.

Strangely enough, her armor would come undone through a mechanism on the back, much like one undid a bra though in her case it stretched across the entirety of her back and had been well hidden unless someone searched for it. Such was the nature of the amazon’s armor, but the voluptuous wearer hadn’t moved a muscle to intervene and prevent her from removing it in the slightest. After undoing whatever the Vodran female could, Ania had to briefly unlock the seal of their lips for even though the suit of armor had been quite flexible and almost acted like chainmail when it came to peeling it off the azure temptress, it remained a one piece suit and therefore required her to help out further down the line when it came to fully removing it.

When it finally did come off, Ania tossed it aside carelessly, the gaze of a true predator never departing from her beautiful partner below. What Myra came to discover about her savior, however, was that there happened to be a whole lot more to her than met the eye. She donned an exotic set of underwear, both bra and thong in pitch black coloration though the latter had a little bit of trouble concealing what Ania had been made of at the core. A massive, semi-erect phallus rested amid the narrow center of her thong, continuously expanding beneath gushes of blood which inflated her manhood to greater degrees every waking moment. It came complete with a set of smooth, taut testes, each oozing with warmth while being large enough to fit into her palm though her companion didn’t seem to be ashamed of it in the least. Instead, the amazon smiled at her latest discovery, wondering how she took to having a partner with both sets of sexual organs intact.

“My little secret doesn’t change anything about your gratitude, does it?” She worked on undoing her lengthy braid while gazing down on Myra from her kneeling posture, putting the glory of her charm stricken body on display without the constraint of armor in the way to hide anything from her attentive gaze. All the while her excitement was getting the better of her, causing that rigid phallus to harden further as it stretched and strained the fabric of her thong, practically threatening to tear it apart because it slipped through neither opening for the thighs as it engorged to greater prominence every waking moment.

Shiny black hair then fell freely all the way down to her lower back and chipped away at the more serious nature of the huntress whose overall appearance became more and more sensual as the sexual tension in the air escalated further. She seemed to be quite ready for whatever was to come although part of her wondered whether Myra decided to press the initiative or not. Ania found her own tentacles to be quite lax and her resistance at a minimum given the absence of a threat at the time, her tail swishing idly through the air behind her. She’d have little trouble pushing the Lympha over and taking control if anything of the sort had been desired.

That kiss had been divine though the feel of the armor presented somewhat of a problem. A barrier as to what laid beneath and what she had wanted. She was hoping that Ania would not draw away though her sexual nature as a Vodrani made her somewhat bold. If she were shot down it was far better then doing nothing. Nothing came from nothing after all and while a lot of her recent past had been a haze this wasn't.

“Yes,” she confirmed with a little nod finding that tentacle joining in. They kissed, lips and tongue exploring her as her hand moved along the armor searching for a hitch or seem. She was in no hurry though, that lip lock felt splendid though she discovered by feel alone how it cam off. It took a few more minutes for her to understand how it worked, she must have appeared as some awkward teen trying to undone his first bra. Though she worked it out, the concept was easy enough.

“Must cost you a fortune in armor,” she grinned, a hand delicately scoring over the curve of a breast. There was the further removal of clothes. She had missed the plainly obvious bits at first as she removed her top, her sole article of clothing.

Then she saw. Was she a he? Did she have both? She had been surprised, who wouldn't though she thought she would have felt that before when she had her back against her. Retractable? The fullness of those breasts and the coolness of the armor while distracting would not have distracted her that much, right.

But the surprise passed. Ardent lesbians may have seen it as a deal breaker. Myra wasn't lesbian. She was an equal opportunity gal, true and true. The Undine actually changed sexes once attaining a certain age as did some fish. This was no more unnatural in her eyes.

She pushed Ania back suddenly and it seemed as if she might have risen in protest then and there if not for her grin. She shook her head. “Why would it? Should it?”

But those looked tight. The next minute or so had been spent getting her completely naked. After which a hand set on one of those sizable assets and her thumb swirled over a nipple. She looked, studying the two sexes as if determining which to lavish attention too first, second, then fourth.

As her thumb swirled over that nipple fingers trickled down the underside of that shaft then back up it. Her thumb danced about that mushroom tip before dragging her index finger over the slit. Back down her fingers worked over that shaft feeling the throbbing man meat

She bent down, her face inches away from that rod. She licked the tip and then gently blew on it, a technique she couldn't use underwater.

Blue eyes flickered up to Ania as fingers traced along the slit of her sex. She was deliberate. She was slow. Another lick, then another. She was certain about Ania's thoughts, well not certain but she had narrowed it down. Top of the list would have been just to choose, just to fuck her already. But this was a reward after all, a time for her to show gratitude and she was certain that Ania had no fucking clue as what she was doing. Frankly she had never had the opportunity to try this before, it wasn't everyday that you discovered your lover had both sexes.

She took her into her mouth, just the tip sucking then washing that tip with her tongue. Then down one side and down the other.

“Savior's choice?” Her fingers kept teasing along her slit, two dipped in just barely before retracting. “Or should I just pick?” She smile impishly as if she held some sort of secret she was just dying to reveal.

Surprise certainly played a role in finding that her savior had both sexes and the fact Myra pushed her back on the water bed soon thereafter, but neither of the two seemed to mind one or the other while Ania shook her head with a smile. “Just forget I ever asked.”

After removing whatever else laid in the way of their growing passion, Ania laid back to enjoy matters as they were for the other woman decided to put her in that position in the first place and while there were a few explorative touches from her many tentacles, there were no potent sexual advances yet. She was testing the waters, watching how much Myra endured and wanted to touch on her own while moving into action would follow soon enough. They had ample time and nothing to worry about with the Undine taken care of.

Every moment of attention brought her manhood to greater prominence, swelling to the full glorious nine inches though it was quite large Ania could potentially alter it on a whim. She gasped when Myra showered her breast in loving affections and stroked her shaft, ultimately priming the specimen beneath her for things to come. Ania practically held her breath once the luscious red head bent over before that precious tongue finally touched down upon her rigid cock.

“Uhhnn ..” Hot breaths washed over her molten tip and caused it to throb excitedly beneath the subtle flow of air. It could not hope to get any harder lest that swollen phallus burst apart at the seams and her erect nipples inevitably shared the same fate. Slick warm flesh dashed over her member whereas her puffed up nethers had been graced with the knowing touch of another woman, the weight of her taut sac resting on the back of the advancing hand. It’d take little effort to feel the trickle of crystal clear moisture escaping her sex there, a clear sign of her appreciation thus far. She was being groomed for the main course and quite frankly, Ania couldn’t wait. When the question finally came, temptation encouraged her to just choose, but Ania loved experimenting with a new species as well. It’d be well worth the restraint to offer the Vodran plenty of freedom for now.

“Royalty always gets to choose what they want to do to me.” She grinned in response, heavy blue orbs heaving with greater emphasis now as her excitement became all the more obvious next to that throbbing length and dampened flower. Shuddering tendrils revealed every jolt of pleasure racing through her body, mixing with the desire to cherish the feel of her body further, be it her mouth or those tempting digits tracing her twitching petals. A soft groan parted her lithe lush lips to make her enjoyment known with the prospect of more to follow when the lovely female upon her finally chose which to cherish first.

In the long run their choices weren’t going to matter much. Seeing how committed her lover was to teasing her sexes before even posing the question, Ania had no doubt they’d be occupied for a while. Little did Myra know how much stamina the voluptuous actually had though her willing partner chose not to ruin the surprise by filling her in on the details quite yet.

She adored those moans and gasps. The last month or so had been a blur to her though she remembered how to do this and the gregarious Vodrani was a little adventurous.

“You'd make a fine diplomat to my people if they were not so xenophobic,” she smiled then added a slow lick to one of those testes that seemed about ready to burst If Ania did, that was alright she'd work around it. They both would have their needs filled though she had her questions they had not mattered.

This was the only representative of the species and she had been knowledgeable about the sexual natures of a lot of things, mostly from her own experiences or research. She knew about things splitting to reproduce, some species changed sexes, others had both. Was Ania normal for her species or abnormal? That didn't factor in too much though she grinned up at her as she skillfully dragged her tongue over the second testes. The scent of sex filled her nostrils.

So she was obedient. Good, that actually played into what she wished to try. She needed concentration and didn't need too many distractions.

“But you can just lay back and do nothing but enjoy yourself for now,” she teased taking her time. She even took that cock into her mouth fully using a technique to swallow before her gag reflex was tripped. She took all of it, just a few times though using a trick she had years of practice with to take more of a cock into her throat. She had worked up to deep throating 12” or so making any porn star proud. Her throat was so full before she let it slip free. Eyes flicked up to her, she reached up playing with a breast, a squeeze then her thumb tracing over that nipple as she coated those balls with her tongue getting them use to the feel, getting her nice and wet to match the wetness of that pussy.

“You taste good, but smell good too. I just can't decide …. cock, pussy … ass ...” she was testing with the last, some species didn't like anal play and she didn't use it much on account of this but she could judge without asking later on and would know if it had been off limits or not should something come up.

She spread that pussy open, gawd she was so wet. She waited, it was about time to put Ania out of her misery. “I guess I could start with everything I see ...”

She smirked, her tongue dipping inside her as she held her open. Small advancements that brushed against those soaked folds. Her eyes had been cast upwards but not on her own. Rather it was to that cock, the saliva seemed to move on it's own accord. She would feel that sensation as that saliva moved … water … she was controlling it as well as that collected on her balls. Myra had to focus as best as she could.

Holding her open her own tongue delighted in the taste of the alien as it swished this way and that searching out those right spots … but it became apparent that she already knew where they were, she was coming ever so close each time and just missing the mark all the time from various angles.

She was doing it on purpose she would soon realize. Putting her out of her misery sort of meant getting started with the better stuff. The speed of the saliva picked up too as did those motions with that deft tongue of hers. It was almost as if there were additional hands stroking her down there.

Then it happened. She hit that spot. Paused, even with the flow of saliva against her then resumed to torment a moment after hitting ever spot but the one she had touched upon.

They were not making eye contact since her focus was on manipulating that saliva but she was grinning as she worked …

She happened to be a fan of the more mutual pleasures in life, but Myra insisted and Ania wasn’t in any mood to complain when they got down to the essence of their imminent lovemaking. Anal wasn’t something she had been unfamiliar with and merely encouraged the huntress to offer a nod of approval once they spoke briefly on the matter. Sex came to her people naturally, being as vital to life as breathing in the sense they had a high enough sex drive to crave it on a daily basis. She might have been here a couple of days already and Myra happened to arrive just now. Listening to her words certainly didn’t require all of her attention, however, given what was happening elsewhere. Juicy erect nipples graced the supple swell of her breasts whilst her clitoris swelled up in much the same way, the tiny pearl burning with anticipation until her lover began to work her magic on the wanton Lympha.

“Uhnghh .. Ahh .. Gawd!” Everything cracked down on her without warning. She didn’t take long to work things out, but that didn’t make them any less surprising, not to mention pleasurable as her head dipped back with an elongated groan of hardly contained delight. Sinful pleasures washed over her every saliva coated inch, including that throbbing length and the strained albeit smooth tissue of that bloated sac. Invisible hands touched and stroked her charms as that tongue plunged into her soaked velvet depths, consuming the sweet nectar therein whilst her quivering pussy basked in its exploration.

“There, there!” She hit the spot. A bundle of nerves designed to cast even the most venerable amazon into a pleasure stricken haze of sensations that’d keep on flowing. Ania squirmed and trembled, doing her best not to move as that’d likely throw off her focus. “Yesss ..” Muscles melting beneath her loving ministrations, thoughts fading away as the one and only constant in her existence had been the purest form of bliss shooting through her veins right then and there, bringing her closer and closer to the edge while Ania bit her lower lip in an effort to suppress the cascade of ecstatic moans and hisses that were escaping her lungs.

Soon thereafter, the sensation died down, having stopped completely to allow her body to calm some before Myra continued tormenting the poor huntress on the bed below. There just wasn’t an end in sight.

Shuddering azure testes indicated how backed up the exotic specimen before her had been and the copious production of more virile release seemed to enhance the taut swell beyond whatever Myra started with. She had lots of liquid love to give and it showed in the continuous gleaming bubbles of pre-cum rising to the ample crown of that rigid girth. It shook and trembled, twitching beneath every stroke which brought more thick essence to the tip. Steaming hot molten semen boiled ferociously within her core, impatiently looking for an outlet, but her skillful lover ensured the time for relief did not yet arrive.

Ania could barely hope to keep it together, her head lolling from side to side while her many limbs curled up much like hers toes whereas some dug into the waterbed, torn between speeding things up and holding on to receive more of that blessed erotic torture. She spread her thighs further, more eagerly giving herself unto her lover. Sex filled the air, the evidence of her own arousal. It was becoming more intense by the second.

Worse even, there was little doubt she could have been pushed over the edge already if not for her desire to toy with the equally yearning sexes at her disposal. It felt too good from the start to leave her in the throes of passion for long. She knew there were no additional hands, either, but it sure as hell felt like it.

Amid the juices trickling from her blooming flower, drenching both chin and tongue of her drop dead gorgeous partner, and the beads of pre-cum which went on to blend with the gossamer film of saliva upon her stiffened cock, her power to withstand the urge to plead for more eroded into nothingness. She was desperate to cum with the combined assault on her sexes which seemed to stretch on forever unless offering a sliver of vocalized frustration to the ears of her tormentor.

“Goodness, Ahnn .. I’m close, Myra! P-Please make me cum!” She begged, even raising her head enough to gaze down at the masterful Vodran, causing the pride of her chest to jiggle just barely beneath her movements. Still, even with closed eyes Myra would pick up on her most desperate intonation. Such a big girl she was, politely asking for more while her manhood looked fit to burst apart at the seams. Unlike other female lovers Ania has had in the past, Myra covered everything without skipping a beat. Sleeping with an ordinary woman could not compare to this.

It wasn't as if she would have minded I she came quick or not. The quicker Ania had the more often she would, at least that had been her thought. She was enjoying this torment, she had vague memories of encountering a female with both sexes before though her head hurt, it was all hazy. But she loved playing. Her skills rarely got much practice these days though she could not be certain with the memory loss.

Myra knew since her first memories after the haze that she had not practiced them much. But she made up for it now. It took a great deal of her concentration in doing so but since arriving on this planet she had used those skill more often then she had. She used them to escape her cell, to dry them and now this.

Those balls looked like they were going to burst but she still played, there was no rush now that the danger subsided and she wanted Ania to be thanked properly. Hearing her words she lifted away from her just a little.

Maybe the shower would have been good too had she joined her there would be more water to play with though there was certainly time for that later too. She had not given much thought as to convincing Myra she was royalty or getting funds together for the future. She was not short sighted but preferred to deal with one thing at a time, it was good to prepare for the future but if it never came then it was a wasted effort.

“Since you said please,” she grinned. Even if she didn't she would have allowed her to cum seeing that she would probably be dead or worse now without her. The thing as how she was going to make her cum, she gave thought to mounting her but instead had other ideas.

Her hands descended to those thighs lifting them back just a little. She needed to see after all and this was going to require a great deal of concentration. She was unsure it would work, unsure she had the skills to pull it off.

When she was locked up it was difficult maneuvering a cup of water, what she had done since had the added assistance of her lust. It was easier to use her inspiration to get the results she had been after. Simple things were easier and while she had not strayed into the realm of complexity her skills were being taxed just a little.

“I'm going to make you feel even better.” The moisture on her cock almost felt as if it were tightening. It sort of was as she exerted a little more force pressing that moisture to her. Her tongue worked to finish her off, knowing just how Myra would swiftly bring her off but not stop. When that cock finally popped she could see the shower of sperm erupt like a geyser. Then unnaturally that stream curled.

She did only needed to see the targeted liquid to affect it. It wasn't water in the strictest of senses but she did manipulate it, bent it, redirected it even packed those molecules closer together so that liquid felt stiffer, more a solid.

She couldn't maintain it for long and a lot of the cum would fall away against them or the bed sheets but the beginning of that stream would hit her ass, splash against it where a lot of the excess collected of dropped to the sheets as the end worked it's way inside feeling as if a cock was thrusting inside her, albeit a wet slimy one.

It only moved a few inches inside her but it was a quick movement. Before long though her orgasm returned to normal, it was too difficult to control, too taxing for more than a few seconds though that did not stop her tongue from feasting or a hand reaching to that shaft pumping it up and down vigorously a few times stopping a short time after the orgasm died down.

“I was unable to do it, my apologies,” well do it for long at least.

“Ahh! Yes, please!” It must’ve been a sin to feel so damn good and least of all did Ania expect to receive such attention from a true noblewoman. “Auuugghhh!” She came hard and didn’t really have a choice in the matter. There was no escape from these divine pleasure. Her back arched which enhanced the sight of her breasts to her lover, each jiggling lightly as her body was driven over the edge. Such ecstasy, it overwhelmed the athletic woman to the point her mind had little time to fixate on what was happening until it actually struck her where there was no ignoring it any longer.

Ania threw her head back in the throes of passion once that foreign intruder slithered beyond the crushing confines of her puckered rear entrance, shiny black hair pooling all about the huntress’s pleasure stricken grimace as it claimed her backdoor in a swift movement which happened to be as unexpected as it was pleasant. She nearly felt like cumming again. Her raging erection throbbed and twitched amid these tender digits whilst quivering, clenching vaginal muscles showed her daring tongue every sliver of appreciation they could with the occasional liquid delight touching upon her taste buds.

After enduring paradise for a bit longer as Myra continued to torment her senses, Ania finally managed to come down from her blessed high. She groaned softly when the excess of seed escaped these convulsing muscles, spilling on the bed to join the generous puddle of thick creamy release which had been torn from her loins. Sex filled the air, as well as the heat emanating from the azure amazon and her most precious parts as they were quite productive despite reaching release mere moments before. Strangely enough, the scent of vanilla hit the lone Vodran royal in much the same way. It laid before her, all around her, even clung to her given the hard to control substance fell away to her own perfect skin. It appeared to be a treat in more ways than one to milk the voluptuous herm dry.

“It felt good while it lasted.” Judging by the way her tentacle limbs curled, shuddered and twitched throughout the ordeal, much like the rest of her body, there was no denying how much enjoyment Ania got out of the matter. Though once the alien sat up and her remarkable chest heaved with greater emphasis for a short while, it quickly returned to normal, hinting at the stamina her savior possessed and if her erect phallus had been any indication, they were far from having enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

She dabbled in seducing oozes before though her own cum had been something else. One had to admire her creativity, however, as it had to be the least thing Ania expected. It wasn’t even water yet Myra managed to control it fairly well before losing control.

“You’ll never owe me an apology for that. If anything, I owe you my thanks for trying in the first place.” Slowly, the buxom woman began to rise, shifting from her prone pose into a kneeling posture to bring the two of them back to eye level. She admired her lover with a smile, barely resisting the urge to bite down on her lower lip at the thought of what could be done with her next as her tentacles quiver with anticipation. Still, she had to add one more thing beforehand whilst her face approached her own, almost masking it, oh so close to letting their lips meet. “Few ever dare to touch me back there, but the truth is, I’m enjoying it a great deal.”

Men tended to be on the more adventurous side of things although the women might’ve just lost points there because most of her intimate encounters with them involved humans. Yet Ania got some action there every now and then and thought it best to let Myra know the possibilities of today’s adventure.

“Still, I feel I can do more than become the recipient of your thanks.” Thus her tendrils reached out to flow about the lovely red haired beauty. They explored her, mapping out the many curvatures of her body as they took in the feel of her rump, her breasts, but without granting her the pleasure of feeling them squeeze and grope her just yet. All the while, the distance between them diminished further. In the end Ania stole a kiss from her lips, in stark contrast to her fighting skills a surprisingly gentle and lingering touch though the duration had been short enough to leave her wanting for more. Lust riddled azure eyes set upon her own as though they were the ones of prey, an object of desire for the predator to partake in with a passion their currently one-sided engagement clearly lacked. “Allow me to be of service, Myra.”

“I'm glad you enjoyed it,” she smiled, that was something she had not tried before. She figured there was a good chance for it working too since most liquid had been essentially water but she had never tried before. With that in mind though she could control it now but found she was a bit distracted as Ania shifted.

To her delight it seemed that she was still hard, still ready to go. Those larger breasts filled her vision and she could not help but touch one as they kissed feeling it in her grasp. Her people where quite active though they were only ever fertile for brief moments when they were compulsed to mate. Some theorized it had something to do with biology and the living coral amplifying their desires and need to mate at such a time. Almost like an animal in heat … she was unaffected not being on her world much though if she were there at such a time she would be as compulsed as any of them.

Only fertile Vodrani felt this drive though. The infirm, young and sterile had not been affected at all.
She kissed back, her thumb sweeping over a nipple though the scent of vanilla hung within the air she was unfamiliar with it, she had never scented it before though it was easy to make the connection to the source.

Tentacles began to sweep over her though they were restrained from squeezing and exploring her further Ania might have even discovered that they had few taboos but Myra had learned that each species seemed to have similarities and differences, often gender had a role to play in it too. Ania had the right equipment but from what she had learned most females stayed clear of anal or only did so because their partners had an interest. Some liked it, some grew to like it. She had brought it up in a round about way to check first as she had no problem in adapting to the situation at hand.

She manipulated some of that cum moving it from the center of the sheets and even off of Ania. It was slow going, it was tougher to concentrate and there had been numerous sop and go methods. But she managed it without having to dedicate her full attention to the task

Moisture never bothered her after all. She smiled again, draping her hands behind her neck. “Is that so?” This was the Undine females quarters and while she didn't know much about their sexuality there was a pretty good chance she would turn up something interesting without searching too much as it was.

“Then I'll have to keep that in mind.”

She grinned, considering what she said next. “If not for you I would be dead or worse now. So you are free to claim your reward however you see fit.” There wasn't going to be much of a complaint by her in any case.

Their lips once more leaving her hungry for more, fingers strolling against the back of her head and raven locks until that kiss had been broken. “Please, be of service ...”

Searching for toys and the like could probably wait seeing how much the amazon desired to return the favor. Things were going to get messy with how much seed Ania tended to build up over time though looking over her alien partner now keeping the center of the sheets clean a little while longer had been preferable. It was quite an interesting piece of work to have a magic user so close, so intimate. Yet aside from the bed they had a whole room to ruin and depending on whether Myra could keep up for some time, they were going to be moving every now and then.

She licked her lips when they fell apart, coating them in a gossamer film of shimmering moisture before Ania ended baring her teeth to the woman who asked her to be of service with a grin. “It’ll be my pleasure.”

With one gentle push she went down along with the beautiful woman before her, now taking up the space between her legs as tentacles swerved about their entwined bodies to coil loosely about her ankles. She brought that throbbing pole to the blooming petals of her flower and rubbed the hardened mushroom tip against her womanhood. However, instead of going for the main course straight away, Ania figured delaying matters could prove to impress given what the azure amazon had in store for those adventurous enough to jump into bed with her.

Slowly but surely a swarm of tentacles set out to clasp her wrists as well as the base of her silken breasts while her own form shifted further back. The lone Vodran could move at any time, but unless there was a conscious effort to break free, Ania kept her pinned to the sheets with a playful smile. She bent over from the waist up, leaving her luscious rump a most delectable treat for the eyes whereas her warm breaths washed over Myra in her passing. First her chest, then her abdomen, followed by an elongated lick along her navel until just one more region remained.

Upon reaching the treasured slit of her body, Ania wasted little time although what one might expect wasn’t going to happen. She latched onto her juicy snatch instead, her lips wide agape as though the huntress intended to give it a deep, passionate kiss. Soon thereafter, Myra would come to realize the nature of her actions and thus the true capabilities of her species. In an instant her tongue pushed forward, lightly parting the entrance it had been faced with, but the feel of it would constantly change. It began to expand. Wider, thicker, yet sharper at the tip that was meant to pierce the prized chalice of her body. In the end, the sheer volume made her tongue larger than the actual spire between her legs. When it finally ceased to tease, there was no holding back as the powerful muscle plunged deep into her drooling sex.

In one fell swoop, Myra found herself spread wide and deep by a girth whose slightly bumpy texture touched upon her every clinging inner fold with ease. It thrashed about within her velvety core, a beast unchained in ways beyond words which conducted a thorough exploration of the royal female’s most intimate orifice. Sensitive sweet spots were uncovered one by one and encouraged the bulky length to drag across each and every one throughout its seemingly erratic movements which forbid even the slightest chance of getting used to the sensation.

Her breasts were getting squeezed and molded in the grasp of her tendrils. Smaller brethren sprouted from the larger ones and embraced these hardened cherry nipples in their reach before pinching them impishly, then turning their focus to stroking and rubbing them continuously. She turned the woman’s world into a lustful frenzy for the next few minutes without interruption, keeping her senses occupied whilst drinking her juices.

Short of making Myra cum, Ania went to great lengths to please the Vodran with perfection. Whenever she got close, her actions ceased to have the same intensity as before, allowing her to calm down some. Ultimately Myra came close once again, but then the exotic huntress retracted her every touch and tentacle without warning. With a grin, Ania gazed up to her features and licked her lips clean, once again settling into a more upright posture which put her body on a silver platter for any willing eyes to observe. She was rock hard and poised directly against her pussy, impatient tendrils flowing about her marvelous flanks. “May I? Or would you like to be on top?”

Myra did not fight the tentacles at all. Her legs spread apart as others held her down she felt the warm breath against her skin. Having thought that the alien would relieve her straight away she found that that was not the case. Her breasts squeezed by the tentacles there as her back arches feeling that lavish tongue at work in a way that caused her to curl up her toes.

“GAWD!” She gasped, by Vodran's beard this felt good. That tongue was ever changing, she could not make sense out of it though it was unlike any she had the pleasure of experiencing before and she had many. It grew wider, longer, even had formed bumps and ridges. It was as if it were clay inside her shaping and reshaping at a whim though that tip was always tapered in a point that lead the spearhead for the advance of the rest of that muscle.

Her breathing escalated, those tentacles squeezed against her breast and began working against the hardened tips of her nipples. And it didn't take her long to figure out the right combination as that tongue moved within her.

At first it was as if she were trying to find her way through a simple maze, saw the solution but rather then complete it she tried out all the routes that lead to dead ends near in, suddenly stopping so close to her peak then back tracking trying a new route that was close but stopped ever so short.

It was both maddening and pleasant at the same time driving her to overdrive as she took raspy breaths. Her hands bunched up into fists, nails biting against her palms as she rode out the waves of pleasure as she was pressed to the very brink time and time again.

Tentacles danced against her flanks and she had been asked a question. It took time to change positions though, but at the same time if she had the top position she could dictate that speed too … she wouldn't tease further but tare right into it. A glimmer of thought shone within her eyes.

There had been time for both of course but right now she had to make a decision between the two. “Let's see what you got,” she smiled then held her breath in anticipation.

Almost at once the mass of supple tentacles washing over her flanks began to steal over her waist and hips to administer a few more probing touches, drinking in the feel of her body, before securing the beautiful royal there as Ania gazed down upon Myra with want burning in her eyes. “With pleasure.” She was already there, throbbing with excitement, and began to angle herself against the delightful sheath of her body. With but one slow descent, Ania sank into her with a low groan yet with her recovery being as swift as it was, Myra didn’t have to wait long for the huntress to move.

Long, drawn out thrusts united their hips as one when Ania chose to let her feel every single inch of man meat puncturing her naughty flower, getting a feel for the body wrapped about her own at the same time. Myra had been mapped out by her tongue before and hitting vulnerable sweet spots brought even the slowest pace to new heights of delight. She claimed the former escapee with great patience now, knowing how close she was, as her pelvis crashed down and the feel of her burdened testes along with it. Hot and heavy with a renewed reservoir of liquid love, there was no doubt as to her heightened production and the inevitable mess they were going to create. They washed up against her rear with the apex of each languid and calculated advance, spreading their warmth to the surrounding tissue.

She couldn’t bear holding back for long. Sex was as much a part of her life as eating and resting. Though one could argue one had been more significant than the other in the grand scheme of things, the exotic blue specimen hungered for them all the same.

Sadly, today was no exception, but for once Myra wasn’t bound to endure constant waves of pleasure without relief in sight. Ania enhanced the pace little by little, eager to show what she was capable of. It wouldn’t be anywhere near the full extent of her abilities for the sake of keeping some surprises for later at the very least, but for the moment she wouldn’t leave her lover waiting for that mind numbing rush of bliss.

Ania plunged into her depths with great care yet considerable speed, aiming for the bundles of nerves that’d melt the woman in her grasp ever so slowly. An appendage of hers wasted little time to enhance her sudden influx in carnal sensations by stealing over her exposed clit in a rhythmic pattern which matched their stunning pace. All the while she manipulated the peachy orbs in her grasp, rubbing and squeezing the precious heaps of tit flesh whilst stroking their erect cherry peaks.

In the end, when she felt Myra’s body twitch and tremble, Ania took her lips in another deep kiss. Their breasts mashed together between their bodies with the mass of writing tentacles between. It was merely the beginning of things to come, of course. She was hoping to finally drive Myra over the edge before considering whatever may be next on her list.

Pinned to the bed by those tentacles her thighs rubbed against Ania's sides since she had been unable to lock her legs about her back. What her tongue had not felt that cock did as inner muscles came to bear upon that organ not just squeezing but rubbing that member back and forth. It was as if she were pressing into her hand given the control she had there.

But the invasion was a pleasant one where the invaders were welcomed rather than resisted. “Ohhh ahhh!!!!!!” Her back arched, that cock knew the way slow at first as if Ania was slowly getting into hot water and adjusting to it. In little time the speed of that member increased for their mutual pleasure.

It had not stopped there though, the bundle of nerves in her clit felt the telltale signs of stimulation. Her hands bunched up into fists, the arch of her back deepening and yet there was another element added to all this as her breasts were played with, those peaks toyed with and though not small they were smaller than Ania's own.

She moaned into that kiss feeling that tit flesh pressed together, their nipples rubbed against one another and slid against their breasts. Her breathing had picked up though and those rubs and squeezed that she had been bestowing too her escalated growing far more intense the closer she got.

It had not been much longer at all, it had begun once they joined and it had taken all her will to reach this point. “Mmmph!!!!!” She let out another intense moan before twirling her tongue all about Ania's eagerly like a swimmer attempting to stay afloat … well a non Vodrani …

That wave hit exploding like a supernova. Intense pleasure that she had been holding back caused her body to quake and clench flowing all throughout her body, awakening portions of herself that had been asleep for far too long, at least as far as she could remember. That memory loss had to be made up filling with the immediate bliss of the moment though she did not let up her hips rising to meet those plunges into her as if eager to feel that mounting explosion, eager to experience it first hand, eager for more.