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Authors: Tracy St. John

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At last he did with a bellow that made my ears ring. I sobbed gratefully as he filled my ass with hot streams of cum. It made me wonder if there could be too much of a good thing.

My breath caught to see what my fingernails had done to Dusa’s shoulders. Rivulets of blood ran down his arms. As Esak eased himself free of me, he chuckled. “Good marks of honor, my Dramok.”

“Indeed. But the ones on my back belong to you.” Dusa laid me gently on the bed and turned around for our inspection. Good heavens, you could have planted crops in the furrows I’d dug into him.

“Jesus, Mohammed, and Moses, please don’t tell them at Medical how you got those,” I said, hiding my face behind my hands. “I’ll never be able to look Nayun in the eye again.”

Dusa snorted. “These are not getting treated. I will wear them proudly until they heal or you give me another set,” he added with a leer.

I peeked at him between my fingers. “Kalquorians are so crazy. At least wash the blood off.”

“Of course, my pretty one,” he agreed, going to the washroom to clean up.

Meanwhile, Esak joined me on the bed, cuddling me close. As quiet as ever, he didn’t speak. His gentle kisses and caresses were the only communication I needed though. I snuggled into his warmth, very happy to be there instead of hiding out in the dorm with Mom. Those darned Kalquorians had been right.

Dusa joined us after a couple of minutes. He curled up behind me, combing my hair back from my face with his fingers. “Are you feeling better?” he asked.

“Mmm-hmm,” I admitted. “Go ahead and gloat.”

He didn’t, but we did have a very nice day together. More lovemaking, some dozing, conversation about nothing important, Dusa and Esak trying to get me to howl along with their music. Life has had its definite ugly parts these last few months, but I can’t deny there have been really bright spots too. Sometimes I even have hopes for the future, and that things will be better in the long run. But I don’t dare say that out loud. I don’t want to jinx myself.

The End

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