'Oh my god, oh my god, ohhhh my goddddd!'

Sara paced back and forth in her cabin, pressing the palms of her hands upon her hot red cheeks. Did that really happen? Maybe she had imagined all of it?!

Quickly, Sara dashed to her personal bathroom to peer into the mirror. Looking back at her was a young woman with lips redden, swollen, and still tingling from hungry kisses; hair tousled by Evfra's bare hand, and a trail of hickies running up the side of her neck...She looked absolutely ravished.

And that's exactly what happened! Sara had been at Evfra's ravenous mercy and had that recruit not interrupted…she groaned as a shiver ran down her spine, for the young woman was sure the leader would have sent her into blissful oblivion with how things had ramped up.

And boy did it quickly unravel, one moment they were arguing, then sparring, then dry humping each other like rabbits in heat! ' Oh my God!' Sara groaned as she realized that having nearly been taken by that beast of an angaran was the best thing that's happened to her in nearly 600 years! Sara's underwear was soaked, her body wound up and flushed.

How was she supposed to face Evfra now without getting all hot and bothered by the sheer reminder that he had been grinding a massive pulsating, electrically stimulating…

["Sara?"] SAM's voice made the young woman yelp loudly as she jumped. ["There's a message for you from Paraan Shie," SAM informed]

Meanwhile, after taking a shower that would have made Voled seem like a sauna, Evfra began to regain his senses. Though his mind was still a little muddled, especially as it kept unbiddingly replaying Sara's various lewd gasps.

The angaran groaned as he rubbed a gloved hand down his face. Evfra knew he was smitten with Ryder, but having her writhing underneath him had unlocked a whole new level of depravity within the leader.

Collecting Sara's forgotten gloves, jacket, and scarf, Evfra let loose a deep sigh; for before he could finally satiate their lust, she was gone. The young woman was a tempest in her own right. Evfra would have to tie her down to get her to stay put...suddenly the image of Sara, tied to his bed looking ravished made the angaran groan as his cock twitched with excitement.

"Be still, you're the one that got me into this mess," Evfra growled angrily at his loins.

"I beg your pardon?"

Evfra spun quickly around; it was Paaran Shie who, luckily, was barely looking up from the two data pads, one in each hand. The governor quickly strode towards the leader.

"Nothing," the angaran hastily grunted, hiding Sara's clothing behind his back.

Paaran, obviously used to Evfra's crass manners, was unfazed as she began her own news, "Good, the preparations for the Festival have begun."

"Festival?" Evfra asked with a frown.

Paaran sighed with impatience, "I've sent you the reminders, multiple times."

Well, Evfra had quite the day ...week...month! His continued blank stare irked the governor.

"The Festival of the Stars!" Paaran waved the two datapads about with exasperation. "A good timing too, a festival will do well to boost morale." The female angaran nodded, more to herself, before her eyes hardened upon the resistance leader. "Though, I've heard you and the Pathfinder are at odds again."

"Something like that," Evfra cautiously replied though his grip tightened on Sara's clothing behind his back.

"She, along with her crew, will be the guests of honor. So, try not to cause a scene," Paaran stated as she pointed one of her datapads at the resistance leader.

'Depends on the type of scene,' Evfra thought, though he remained absolutely silent on that as he just gave the governor a curt nod.

"We're invited to the Festival of the Stars?" Liam asked as he shared a look of surprise with the rest of the rag tag team.

"It's an annual tradition when we give thanks to the stars that guide us from above," Jaal informed them. "You will be the first aliens invited to partake in the festivals, quite the honor," The angaran added with a warm smile as he surveyed his teammates.

"Jaal, this is great, especially for solidifying the alliance between the angara and the initiative," Sara began as the crew disbursed to go get ready. "But...I don't have anything to wear." The young woman didn't plan on attending any balls or galas in Andromeda so she really did pack the bare minimum from the Milky Way, aside from a few sentimental items.

"Actually, I have packages for you," Jaal informed her.

"Packages?" Sara repeated feeling surprised.

"Moshae instructed me to give this to you, the other one...is from Evfra," Jaal added with a chummy smile, that only widened as she saw the young woman's cheeks flush.

Back in her cabin, Sara eagerly opened the first and larger of boxes. Nestled inside the box was what appeared to be a long layered flowing dress of shimmering shades of blue from light sapphire on the top most layer, darkening to cobalt hued underlayers. As the young woman pulled the outfit out of the box, the dress's style reminded Sara of a fusion between an Indian Sari and a Grecian robe. There were also a pair of tougher cloth straps dyed to match the dress. They almost looked like simple ballet slippers with extra ribbon length to tie and secure around the ankles.

It was like Sara was going to a ball and Moshae was her fairy godmother. Suddenly the young was overcome with emotion and she had to clear her throat a couple of times to keep it at bay.

Sara eyed the smaller package from Evfra. Upon opening it, she found a small ivory trumpet flower set upon her neatly folded jacket, scarf, and gloves. The flower had the sweet distinct scent of a carnation flower and it made Sara instantly think of the lotion Evfra had made for her.

With renewed vigor, the young woman quickly cleaned herself and changed. Overall Sara felt pretty; or at least she thought so. The young woman decided to keep her hair down for once, partly because it hid the trail of hickies, the other part was that it nicely complimented the dainty flower now tucked above her other ear.

Bright eyes gazed at the lotion jar as it shimmered with swirls of blues, teals, and purples. Sara was supposed to give Evfra an answer, instead they got caught up in the argument. She just wanted him to treat her as an equal leader and realize she had her own calls to make. But boy did that quickly unravel into a carnal dry humping escapade. Had that recruit not interrupted...Sara's cheeks burned for she was sure she would have been still in Evfra's arms...maybe even tenderly held by him as they basked in the afterglow.

Sara dipped her hand into the cool creamy concoction as she applied a liberal amount of lotion to her warm skin, sighing at how relaxing the floral scent was. The young woman recalled how surprised she was on the dock as Evfra presented her with the gift.

The lightweight layers of the dress flowed with the young woman's movements as she made her way out of the bathroom. Tonight, she was going to give Evfra an answer and finally break her 600 year plus dry spell!

Molten blue eyes scanned the crowd as he watched the influx of dignitaries, sages, and other officials. The angaran wore his teal rofjinn over a smooth sleek obsidian suit as he stood at attention; giving a few representatives an acknowledging nod before his eyes moved on in their hunt. Then, his eyes widened once he spotted her.

Night had settled upon Aya, but Sara seemed to glow. The vibrant dress wrapped around her form, highlighting her curves, while the young woman's voluminous hair was begging to be touched by the leader. She even wore the little white trumpet flower he had sent her, which made his pulse quicken. Her bright eyes sparkled like the stars above, while her skin shimmered in the warm glow of the many torch lights. Evfra couldn't take his molten blue eyes off her as he watched her from the upper deck; oblivious to how his hands gripped the railing as he slightly leaned over for a better look.

"You're gawking," came Moshae's deep warm voice as the matriarch joined the resistance leader on the balcony.

"I'm not," Evfra coughed as he quickly averted his gaze to make it appear that he was appraising the potted plants with great interest.

Sjefa chuckled lovingly, "Oh Evfra, I'm only 115 years old; I know that look."

Evfra only grunted as he stared down at the foliage, though his eyes flickered back to glimpse at Sara, who had begun to dance with Jaal. The angaran's grip tightened upon the handrails in response.

Moshae sighed wistfully, "Don't let her slip away Evfra."

"I won't," Evfra replied strongly before he made his way down to the dance floor.

Sara accepted Jaal's gloved hand as he led her onto the dance floor where a dozen angaran danced. The females wore similar flowing dresses as Sara's in a beautiful array of colors that complemented their skin tones; from crimson red to plum purple. Their partners wore suits of sleek white or black, with the color of their rofjinn matching their dancing partner's outfit. The couples danced in circles to the beautiful rhythm of an orchestra made up of alien versions of percussion, string, and woodwind instruments that weaved together to form a lovely melody.

Silently, Jaal pointed out the basics of the angaran dance. It started out as if Sara was going to simply do the angaran handshake as she extended out her own right arm with a fist, and flexed it a bit, but this time she kept the back of her wrist firmly against Jaal's. Their other hands rested upon their own hips. They began to circle clockwise around each other time with the music, speeding up or slowing down according to the tempo, causing the female's dress to fan out around their bodys'. Every so often, they would switch hands and encircle each other counter-clockwise.

Sara noticed with surprise that a couple of the paired angarans were dancing with clasped gloveless hands, their first and second finger's entwined, while the conjoined fingers were tucked over each other.

Noticing her observation, Jaal remarked, "That signifies that they are a paired couple."

"I see," Sara replied as her eyes began to scour the crowd for a hint of a gradient blue skinned and scarred angaran. She hadn't even spotted Evfra anywhere since arriving. Surely the resistance leader would attend such events. Was he avoiding her?

Jaal let out a chuckle to which the young woman realized her roving eyes had been caught, as she returned him a sheepish smile.

The music stopped, giving way to clapping towards the band. The couples dispersed, and Sara made to follow after Jaal, when a looming figure blocked her way.

Evfra extended out his black gloved hand. "May I have this dance?" He inquired in his deep aussie accented voice.

"Oh, yes," Sara replied in a voice almost like a whisper as she placed her ungloved hand in his. Her heartbeat quickened as the angaran gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

Evfra led her back to the dance floor, right into the center. The leader then nodded towards the band, and Sara realized it was just going to be the pair of them, alone on the dance floor.

The angaran released her hand to bring up his arm in the same dance style, and he waited for Sara to do the same, holding his breath as he watched her contemplate his offered wrist. Then the young woman surprised him, by slipping off his glove, and entwining her fingers around his, just as she had seen the couples do.

There were a few loud gasps and many murmurs. Evfra's eyes molten blue eyes sparkled at Sara's bold statement. He tucked his large conjoined fingers over hers, while he briefly squeezed their entwined fingers. One would have thought it to feel awkward, but to Evfra, it felt perfect.

Clockwise, then counter-clockwise, and clockwise again; their gaze upon one another never broke as the world around them faded away. Suddenly, Evfra lifted up their joined hands, twirling Sara about so that her shimmering blue dress whirled about her, before being halted with his gloved hand against her back. Effortlessly, the leader supported her back as he gracefully dipped Sara down low while he leaned over her with ease.

Sara's eyes widened in surprise at the angaran's smooth maneuver. She heard him let loose a low seductively growl as he slowly brought her back up, keeping her ever so close to his body as her chest heaved. Evfra's molten blue eyes gazed hungrily at her, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.

And then the music stopped to the rousing sound of applause, whoops, and a wolf whistle that sounded like it came from Liam.

As the clapping died down and more couples walked onto the dance floor, Evfra escorted Sara to the far balcony away from prying eyes and ears. "That was a bold statement to make in front of everyone," the leader finally remarked as they stood against the railing, a grand view of Aya below them. The angaran wondered if the young woman realized what she had indicated with her gesture. "Does that mean?..." Evfra ventured, feeling a little hesitant.

But Sara staved him off with her hand held up, indicating for the angaran to pause. "Evfra, you need to realize that I do and will listen to your advice; I've listened since the moment we met, it's how I've gotten so good," The young woman began. "But, we both know the risks of our positions, and there will be times I make my own calls."

"Sara," Evfra replied in a rare gentle tone as he placed his ungloved hand upon her right cheek. "I was...frightened," the leader finally confessed as he searched her bright innocent eyes. "I thought I had lost you," the angaran softly added as his thumb grazed the remaining healing scratches upon her cheek.

"Oh Evfra," Sara sighed as she leaned into his warm roughened hand. "When will you learn you can't get rid of me that easily?" She jested with a bonus of wiggling her eyebrows as she couldn't help herself.

Evfra snorted, though there was amusement in his molten blue galaxy eyes. "Then your answer, will you have me?"

"Yes," Sara replied with a smile. "Though I thought my writhing underneath you earlier was quite the affirmative."

"Mmmm," Evfra murmured deeply as his thumb grazed her lower lip, sending a shiver down Sara's spine. "It was most enjoyable, but I wanted to hear it from your lips all the same."

It was becoming very difficult to think clearly, with the angaran's other large hand skimming up and down her side. Sara cleared her throat, "But Evfra, as I warned you, I'm…"

"A hot mess," The leader remarked smugly.

"Well yes, and…"

"A sensual temptress from beyond the stars?" The angaran added as his deep aussie voice rumbled.

Now that made Sara gawk, "Oh, ha ha," she laughed weakly as a blush grew upon her cheeks. When did he become such a smooth talker in addition to a sauve dancer?! "I guess, but I'm also..."

"... Mine ," Evfra interrupted huskily before he ensnared her lips within his. The leader's large hand snaked around from her hip to cradle her lower back, while the other left her cheek to weave through her hair as he cupped the back of her head.

It was a loving kiss, slow and gentle as he took in the smoothness of her soft full lips. And as they broke off, the young woman's hands reached around him to hold him in a tight hug as she rested her head on his chest. In turn, Evfra rested his own chin upon her head as he nuzzled her soft hair.

The angaran sighed with deep contentment for here in his arms, was everything missing in his life and the hope of a future the leader never dared to dream of. Evfra heard the young woman chuckle into his chest, "Hmmmm?" The angaran questioned, though it came out as a low purr.

"Evfra, if that's the trick you're going to use to get me to shut up then I warn you, I will absolutely abuse it!" Sara grinned as she looked up into his warm gaze.

"I should hope so," The leader chuckled as he lazily ran his fingers through Sara's glossy hair.

"So, am I your Taoshay now?" The young woman questioned with a small smile.

"Sara, you are more than my Taoshay," Evfra stated warmly. "You are my Vaasa-nari, my shared soul, " He almost whispered as he planted a tender kiss upon her head.

However their moment was interrupted, though not by the recruit this time. Jaal cleared his throat loudly, looking apologetic, though neither Evfra or Sara broke their embrace as Jaal informed them that, "The priestess is about to give her blessing."

Evfra took Sara's hand within his and guided her back towards the crowd. There upon the highest deck stood a shimmering female angaran who could have been made out of starlight. The young woman instantly recognized the light purple speckled angaran priestess as Roshwar Linn from Voeld; the first angaran to ever bless Sara, an alien.

As if sensing the Pathfinder's gaze, Roshwar slowly turned her head so that her silver galaxy eyes fell upon Ryder. A small smile ghosting her lips. This time, Roshwar wore an outfit similar to Moshae's but in shimmering silver and ivory.

The priestess raised her bare hands up to the starry speckled sky as she began in a melodious and powerful voice, "The stars foretell a great battle is to come. One that will shake us to our core. Take this blessing, know that your heart is clear, your strength - unyielding, and courage - resolute, but when the battle seems lost...it will be your mind that will know what to do to turn the tide."

Sara felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise on end at Roshwar's words. The young woman had an eerie feeling that there was something more behind the priestess's words...there was a warning.

"And now for the feast," Moshae warmly beckoned to the crowd. During the blessing, the Tavetaan's tables and chairs had been replaced, though organized in long sections so that groups could sit together. There were many bowls placed about, each filled to the brim with either whole or pre-sliced fruit.

Evfra grumbled, he was getting hungry...but it wasn't for food. And his grumpiness did not go unnoticed by the young woman, whose lips curled at the corners into a mischievous smile. She could use a little fun to brush off Roshwar's foreboding words.

As they sat next to each other, Sara teased the leader with 'accidental' touches, from brushing her bare hands upon his to leaning over to press her body firmly into Evfra's as she took her time selecting the best fruit from the furthest possible bowl. Evfra inhaled sharply as Sara innocently rubbed her breast into his side. The young woman knew she was playing with fire, but ohhhhh was worth it!

"Is Evfra sick again?" Avela quietly asked Jaal from behind her hand as they sat across from the resistance leader leader and pathfinder. The angaran was not eating and just stared down at his plate with a transfixed laser stare. Though his nose twitched, throat wobbled from gulping, and there was a smoldering blue flame in his eyes.

"Oh, he isn't sick," Jaal replied with a deeply amused chuckle. The angaran was quite impressed by how the leader maintained his composure, but each time Ryder brushed up against him a spark of electricity inadvertently escaped Evfra, shooting off willy nilly and accidentally hitting another poor soul a few tables over.

Sara bit into her quilo fruit, letting the juice run down her chin and fingers. "Oh dear, what a mess I'm making," She sighed, a bit overdramatically.

The angaran dared to shift his gaze onto the young woman, and boy was that a mistake as his molten eyes widened, transfixed as Sara began to lick her lips, then suggestively run her tongue along her juice covered fingers.

Evfra growled warningly...wantingly, to which Sara simply batted her lashes, attempting to look innocent.

She was maddening, absolutely maddening!

Blinking quickly and shaking his head, the angaran narrowed his eyes at her as he huffed. The leader broke their gaze as he grabbed a golden quilloa fruit of his own.

'Hmmmmm,' Sara needed to up her ante...

Evfra nearly crushed the golden quilloa fruit with his bare hand when Sara ran her leg along Evfra's underneath the table. The leader bit his tongue to hold back a lustful groan. If the young woman didn't stop, the angaran was going to lose it, grab her, and rut into her behind the nearest planter!

But then an idea struck Evfra, 'for two can play at this game' . And with pointed bare finger, the angaran let loose a well placed voltaic pulse from underneath the table.

Sara squeaked, loudly, as she nearly jumped out of her seat.

"Ryder, are you okay?" Cora asked with concern.

"Yep, all good," Sara quickly responded though her voice was a little higher pitched than normal. She turned to fix a narrowed gaze at the leader, to which Evfra let loose a very self satisfied smile before he bit into his juicy quilo fruit.

Finally the festival had come to an end, and the pair left together heading towards the leader's abode; Evfra walking stiffly meanwhile Sara's legs had a slight tremble.

Once the door closed, Evfra was upon her, slamming her back to the door he easily took in both of her wrists within one hand, holding them firmly above her head, while his other hand hungrily roamed her body, kneading soft flesh. Before Sara could let loose a moan, the angaran's scarred mouth ensnared her's with a punishing growling kiss; before deepening it into a long passionate exchange that left both Evfra and Sara breathless.

"I told you," Evfra gruffly remarked in between breaths as he rubbed his forehead against Sara's. "You've bitten off more than you can chew," the angaran growled in his throaty aussie voice.

"I usually swallow," Sara breathed huskily, her lips still tingling from the leader's hungry kisses.

Evfra closed his eyes and groaned at her words... she will indeed be the death of me... he thought as he pressed his forehead into her's. Finally he couldn't wait, the angaran roughly hoisted the young woman up and over his shoulder as quickly carried her upstairs.

Giggling at the angaran's haste, Sara wiggled and squirmed with glee, causing Evfra to smack her bottom. The leader rumbled appreciatively at the surprised squeak that escaped her.

The leader tipped the young woman onto the bed causing Sara to giggle again, but she nearly gasped at his next words. "I will have you yield this time, Sara," Evfra stated lowly as he stripped off his other glove.

Shivering at his words, Sara propped herself up on her elbows as she bit her lower lip, watching with wide eyes as Evfra's haulking form advanced upon her from the foot of the bed, causing the mattress to dip with his weight.

Evfra reached out for her wrapped feet, roaming his hands over the ribbons before he paused at her ankles. The angaran's large hands wrapped around Sara's ankle, pulling them apart so that the young woman spread her legs open to him. Sara's breath hitched in her throat as Evfra's warm roughened hands continued to travel upwards, slowly bunching up the hem of her dress as he traced the inner parts of her legs, thighs, finally reaching the waistband of her Initiative issued undergarment. He tucked a couple of his fingers underneath the band as they glided along her smooth skin while Evfra loomed over her.

Closing his eyes, the angaran took in a deep breath. "I can smell your heat Sara," Evfra rumbled huskily as his pupils dilated. Sara gulped as the leader pulled down her underwear so that it slipped off her behind and was low enough to expose her wet cunt to him.

"Hmmmm," Evfra murmured appreciatively as he noted that the young woman had hair down here as well. The angaran ran his hands through it noting the difference and excitement rushed through his loins as he watched Sara's muscles twitch at his mere touch.

"So sensitive?" Evfra's deep aussie voice rumbled, before Sara watched his expression darken with lustful hunger. "I must return the favor of your earlier teasing, temptress." And without further warning the angaran dipped his hands underneath her bottom, raising up the young woman's lower half as her legs slid over his shoulders causing Sara's head and shoulders to fall back onto the plush bed. The young woman's heart raced wildly in anticipation of what the leader was going to do her.

Sara moaned loudly as Evfra's hot wet tongue made one languid upstroke between her folds, before whirling around the nub of her clit. "You taste good, Sara," the angaran rumbled before continuing his hot assault on her inner folds causing the young woman to mewl and buck into his face, especially when his tongue caressed her entrance. Her juice began to drip down his mouth, but it only spurned the angaran to lapt more diligently at her cunt.

The young woman began to pant and writhe, but Evfra's muscular arms kept her steady as he continued to eat her out. Each wanton moan from the young woman made Evfra's mouth reverberate with satisfied rumbles as his tongue sucked generously now on her swollen clit.

"Evfra I'm close!" Sara panted as her neck arched, her elbows dug into the mattress, and her hands gripped the sheets. Gods he knew how to wield that large rough tongue!

"Goooood," Evfra's voice reverberated, making the young woman's toes curl at the sensation. "Yield to me, lose your control to me Sara," The angaran purred deeply, the strong vibrations caused her whole body to shiver with mounting pleasure as she moaned. His tantalizing words having such an effect about Sara to make her gasp.

Before the young woman became aware that Evfra was now holding her up with one hand, she nearly shrieked as a large rough finger entered her, sliding in and out as it roved around inside her, and then his finger...became fingers!

Her fingernails dug into the bedsheets as her panting grew ragged as she felt herself clench upon the angaran's fingers. "Ahhhhh! Evfraaa!" Sara screamed as she climaxed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head while her body shuddered with overstimulation.

Evfra groaned appreciatively as he nuzzled his scarred lips over her sensitive folds, while he watched Sara release so spectacularly. His own erection now strained painfully within his suit. The angaran laid Sara's lower half down gently as he rose off the bed.

"Mmmmm," Evfra murmured in a very satisfied tone as he surveyed the panting young woman. "You look so lewd, Pathfinder," The angaran purred as he pulled her panties completely off, tossing them somewhere before he began to strip off his own suit.

With her body finally calming down, Sara quickly shedded the dress before her eyes watched with a transfixed gaze as Evfra began to peel off his suit; noting his battle worn scarred blue skin. Her eyes widened as he tugged down his pants, letting loose an enlarged and fully erect deep blue cock. Sara's mouth went dry at the sight of the smooth thickness and sidelong ridges, and then there was his girth, "Oh fuck…" Sara let slip as her mouth stayed agape.

His cock twitched at her hungry gaze as he growled lustfully at the bare young woman. It was just as good as he had imagined in the shower. "Do you realize how long I've wanted to claim you Sara?" Evfra remarked throatily, fully aroused, as he climbed over the foot of the bed, causing the mattress to dip as he surveyed Sara's fully naked form sprawled invitingly out before him.

Sara shivered with excitement, she felt like a little prey animal as Evfra's large form loomed over her. He was a famished predator getting ready to pounce, and his next words made the young woman gasp.

"I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," Evfra growled and he pulled her legs towards him until his large cock teased her entrance, making Sara moan loudly.

"Wreck me Evfra," Sara goaded as she rubbed herself upon the angaran's pulsing head. Evfra snarled in response as he gripped her thighs and thrusted himself deep into the young woman's slick tight passage.

Evfra growled beastily. Stars above, Sara was so moist! Even angaran females did not become as wet as this young woman now clenching around his member! So lovingly tight, yet pliable to his size, Evfra groaned loudly as he pushed his large girth further into Sara, causing the young woman to moan as her hands gripped the bedsheets. This was entirely different from their earlier lustful dry grinding as the leader finally penetrated her.

Once deep inside her hot wet sex, the angaran felt Sara instinctively tightened around his member, causing his ridges to react to the delicious tension; sending pulsating sparks up Sara's undulating body. Evfra was now panting and grunting as he began to fluidly roll his muscular hips, while the young woman groaned throtily in turn.

His teeth gritted hard against each other for Sara felt like nothing else he had ever experienced. Now this would be all Evfra would ever want. She had wrecked him just as much as he did to her. His large rough hands massaged and kneaded her soft thighs as he slid in and out of her.

"Oh god Evfra!" Sara exclaimed as her eyes closed tightly shut for all she could think of was how she was filled by his large hot pulsating cock. She was close, oh so close! Every nerve was excited and nearing a crescendo. Her legs wrapped around his sides, pulling him in and making the angaran lose the last shred of rational, as Evfra began to grunt loudly and thrust more ferally into her, making wet slaps against her moist pussy, and Sara finally lost it.

"Evfra!" She cried out as her back arched upwards, toes curled inwards, and her body completely unraveled at the bliss the leader pushed her into.

Meanwhile the angaran, fully stimulated by their lovemaking, could feel himself engorging quickly at the base for the final step of knotting with his mate. But, without the ceremony, Sara was not yet his true mate, nor could he risk the chance of offspring. One day he would thrust his knot inside her, filling her up until she swelled with his seed, and later grow heavy with offspring.

A sudden overwhelming intensity ensnared Evfra he released a carnal snarling roar, dislodging himself, only to cum forcefully upon Sara's glistening abdomen before he collapsed onto her, catching himself by one arm, while the other snaked around her to cradle the back of her head, where he entwined his fingers into her luxuriously soft hair. His spent, pulsing, and flushed body trembled at the sheer magnitude of his release.

For a moment they stayed quiet, hearing and feeling only their heartbeats and breaths while their chests heaved in tandem before Sara spoke up in a quiet, satiated voice, "You've ruined me Evfra." She smiled blissfully, "I've never had a lover come even close to you."

"Nor I," Evfra gently replied as he nuzzled his forehead against hers."You are my one and only, Sara, my Vaasa-nari," he continued to murmur with overwhelming contentment.

Sara sighed happily as Evfra gently cleaned his ejaculate off her flushed skin with a soft washcloth. She then realized that the leader had paused and on opening her eyes, she watched his warm contemplative gaze.

"Stay with me tonight?" Evfra asked as he brushed aside some of Sara's unruly hair from her face. "Please," the leader added as he caressed her cheek with his roughen warm thumb.

"Mmmmm I would like that," Sara replied softly, sleepily as her eyes fluttered closed again.

She could hear Evfra rumble happily at her acquiescence and her lips formed a sleepy smile.

Tossing aside the used washcloth, Evfra carefully settled himself at Sara's side, drawing the back her body flush against him, before he released a purr of deep fulfillment. To wake up with Sara in the morning...the stars have been kind to him on this night.