The Be’Kal Zephyr was a relatively small freighter with maximum cargo space for a starship in its class. Its integrated AI made it possible for a minimal crew of four to run the ship. The fourth crew member was Kyrak Wedis, their maintenance engineer, gray-skinned Ghemokan, a humanoid race older than mankind. Tall and slender he resembled the classic gray alien type often portrayed in alien sightings. Kyrak came with the ship. It was his home.
Kyrak’s race was related to beings responsible for the evolution of the homo sapien and the feline humanoid race in the Alliance sectors, according to legends. They had, in fact, visited Earth many times from the time man began walking erect. Their history was vague, and Kyrak kept mostly to himself in the bowels of the ship. He stayed out of sight after the abductees were rescued in case his blatant alien appearance might distress them.
Kyrak was not particularly social in any case. He or more appropriately it was happy to remain secluded in the ship’s propulsion compartment rather than socialize with beings, not of his kind.
Despite the ship’s automation, Zeke’s crew still took shifts on the bridge to monitor progress as they traveled between systems. Zeke generally took first shift. Tray took second, and Sajh took third. Now that Jenna was in his life, he wasn’t sure how her presence would change the dynamic of his crew. With the meomee phenomenon, he really didn’t have a choice in the matter.
The Zephyr wasn’t just his home; it was their home too. He had already assured Tray and Sajh that they would be accommodated should they find mates when they were hired five years before. Zeke had never thought much about the long lonely stretches in his travels before Jenna. Now, he could hardly wait for his shift to finish to get back to her.
Even though their initial bonding period was over, their attraction for each other still sizzled. The moment Zeke entered their cabin she was in his arms. Very shortly after that they were naked and having sex. Then they would talk and learn more about each other.
Zeke was born and raised on Narova. His parents were feline consensual mates who still lived there. They had been childhood friends who had hoped for a meomee match but were unsuccessful in finding one. Since they both wanted children, they decided to take out a marriage contract. Together they had three children: Arkis, Farzeke, and Cher’on, a girl. Though they remained friends, their parents ended their marriage contract after the children were grown. Both still lived on Narova.
He hadn’t been back to see them in too many years. Now with Jenna in his life, he had a reason to see them again. They would talk about that later when they quelled their hunger for each other. It was a good thing his quarters were just a few steps from the bridge. His cock was hard before he even got to his cabin.
Zeke had signaled her before he left the bridge, so he wasn’t surprised when she emerged from their bedroom naked and leaped into his arms soon as the door closed behind him. Their mouths fused together in deep, hot kisses as he carried her back into the bedroom. He toed the release on his boots and kicked them off then set her on her feet. He pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped his pants to the floor, stepping out of them.
Jenna bent over the bed and offered her ass to him, her pussy dripping wet. No foreplay, just hard and fast fucking to take the edge off. Over a week of intense sexual bonding had only taken the edge off their heightened desire. They both moaned and crooned in relief, and Zeke rammed his cock to the hilt repeatedly while holding on to her hips, so he didn’t cause her to face plant onto the bed.
When his release felt eminent, he slid one hand down over her mound and massaged her clit to ensure her release as well. Zeke gave a yowl as he came while Jenna gave cries of relief. Still joined to her, he put one hand down on the bed and hugged her with the other arm while he leaned down against her and kissed the back of her neck.
“Ah, Meomee, you feel so good.”
“Yes, I do, Meomee, so do you.”
They stayed that way for a minute or so longer before he pulled out of her, and then they collapsed on the bed together. They laughed in delight and Zeke took her into his arms, pressing her against him. He kissed her lightly and caressed her cheek with his fingers. He could hardly fathom how she could have come to mean so much to him in such a brief time.
Intellectually, he knew it had a lot to do with the pheromones and hormones, but his heart only knew that she was his and he loved her. He loved her. It was all backward to how sapiens fell in love or even chose a mate. They generally took a little time to get to know each other---dating to see if they liked each other enough to bond sexually.
Felines did it just the opposite---but only if the pheromones presented. Now that they were bonded, he and Jenna were starting to get to know each other. Despite growing up literally on different worlds, they had much in common. They liked each other and had a similar outlook on life.
As Jenna was learning, life on Narova was not so different from life on Earth other than their advanced technology. The other major difference was that Narova had a single unified world government. There was no real poverty. While some knew vast wealth those with the least personal resources, still had more than basic necessities.
But they weren’t thinking about that, lying in each other’s arms. They simply reveled in being together after hours apart.
“After Narova, I think I would like you to come to the bridge with me,” he said. “My job there is basic monitoring of the system. The ship’s AI actually runs the ship under my command.”
“Narovian commands, right?”
“Yes. Now, I think it’s important that you spend time with Dana and Tasha learning the language and customs. This will be as big a change for them as for us.”
“But a good one.” Jenna smiled at him and pushed his hair back from his forehead. “The sex is awesome, and you are really beginning to grow on me.”
“And I feel the same.” He smiled and kissed her lips tenderly. “While we are on Narova, I will take you to meet the rest of my family and show you some of our world.”
“Do you think they will like me?”
“You are Meomee. They will like you.”
He assured her with a hug, and then a kiss. Their lips locked together moist and warm, he slipped his tongue into her mouth, and the flame of desire ignited between them. Her tongue met his in a sensual dance as she pressed her erect nipples against the hard muscles of his chest. He stroked her back and slid his hand down over her buttocks, pressing her more tightly against him, so her pussy was tight against his engorged cock.
They spend a quite a while just kissing and touching then Zeke kissed his way down her neck and upper chest to lick and suck on her nipples. Jenna moaned her approval and caressed her fingers through his hair while he pleasured each one. He adored that she was so responsive in her appreciation of his lovemaking. She made him so hot, and he liked to savor each moment in her arms.
She opened to him instinctively to welcome him into her silken center. He thrust in and out of her slowly, relishing the sweet friction of her inner walls hugging his cock. With each exquisite trust, he rubbed the flesh over his pubic bone against her clit until she was panting in short, shallow breaths and quivering in anticipation of his next thrust. He held her on the brink of orgasm until he couldn’t wait any longer then he finished them both with a series of quick hard thrusts. They climaxed together expressing their satisfaction in moans and sighs.
They took a short nap afterward then showered and dressed before they went to have an evening meal with the other women in the dining room. While they were eating, they practiced speaking Narovian. Zeke helped them with pronunciation.