Freda followed Sysko out of his cabin and they continued to the technical bay. Where the engineers were busy working on maintaining the ship systems. He introduced her to the ship’s AI supervisor, who then began to instruct Freda on the finer points of Draxos artificial intelligence.

“How do you keep the cyborgs from invading your AI,” she asked.

“We keep our systems separate. We have as little interconnection and networking as possible. Plus, we have encryption created by the greatest minds in the Draxos race. Our scientists have put their collective efforts toward it for the last five hundred cycles. Our firewalls are our greatest technological resource.”

“More than free energy or faster than light speed space travel?” she asked.

“When you are fighting a cyborg threat, firewalls are everything,” he said.

“Is there any way I can take this information back to Earth with me?” she asked.

“We’ve shared many of our security protocols with humans to protect their computer networks from the Archon. But the extent of our AI or firewall technology has not been approved for human use,” the technician told her.

“We can share it with Freda,” Sysko said. “I am approving her right now.”

“Really?” she said, her heart slamming in her chest with excitement. “Can I use it in my experiments?” she asked.

“You can, but you can't share it with anyone else without my approval,” he said seriously.

“I completely understand.”

The technician gave Freda a massive stack of paper that Sysko put into a bag and carried for her as they left the technology bay and went to the engine room. She chatted with the technicians there for quite some time before they continued to the cafeteria. The chef then prepared a fresh meal of the human delicacies from the latest shipment of supplies from earth.

Freda had never tasted a more delicious steak or better bottle of wine, not even at dinner the night before. When they were finished eating, they walked back to his cabin and sat together on the couch while she read through the advanced firewall schematics.

“This is absolutely fascinating,” she muttered to herself as she read through the stack of papers. “I could study this for the rest of my life.”

“I hope you will spend the next few hours with me instead.”

“Of course,” she said. “How rude of me.”

She sat the papers down on the table and turned to Sysko, resting her arm on the back of the couch as she faced him. He was devastatingly handsome, from his piercing black eyes to his star-spangled skin and impressively muscled physique. He inched closer to her on the couch and slid his hand over hers. The feeling of his touch sent a wave of desire through her body and she slid closer to him until they were sitting with their thighs brushed up against each other. He leaned in, cupping her face in his hand as he looked deep into her eyes.

“I have never seen a more beautiful creature, my dear mate,” he growled in a low voice.

She gasped as his lips brushed ever so softly over her mouth. Sysko gathered her in his arms, and she groaned when their kiss deepened, his tongue sliding through her lips. All at once, she was straddling his lap with the feeling of his massive hardness between her legs. She couldn't believe the width or the length of his member. It made her moan as he gripped her hips and pulled her down onto his hard mass.

He kissed her repeatedly and deeply until she had to pull away to gasp for air. As she stared up at the ceiling, trying to catch her breath and slow down her racing heart, he rained kisses over her neck and chest and caressed her breasts in his hands. She cupped his face and looked into his eyes, knowing that the connection between them was real. Everything that he had said about the thrall was true, and she could no longer deny it. Something deep inside her growled as it came awake. She kissed him hard, tasting his breath on her lips as they touched and held each other on the couch.

He slid his hands up and down her back and over her behind, gripping her hips as he pushed up against her. The sensation of his mighty phallus pulsing against her aroused core was too much to bear. She felt her entire body alight with desire and she couldn't control her need anymore.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “It's good.”

Sysko lifted her up and carried her across the room through a sliding door into a bedroom where he laid her on a pillowed bed. He slowly climbed on top of her, holding himself over her body. Kissing her gently on the lips, cheeks and neck, he caressed her breasts and his kisses ran lower down her body. He lifted her shirt and kissed her stomach. Slowly, he unbuckled her pants and slipped his fingers into the waistband.

“And this?” he asked, tugging at her pants and pulling them halfway down her hips.

“Uh huh,” she said breathlessly, looking into his starry eyes.

He pulled her pants all the way off her body and slid her shirt up over her head, leaving her in her bra and panties. She'd worn the black lace set that she had bought the last time she’d had one of her rare girly moments a few months ago. She was glad she had as she watched him looking at her. He pulled at the front of her bra, trying to figure out how to get it off. She sat up slightly and unhooked the back with a giggle. It popped off and fell away from her chest.

He gazed at her breasts with awe and growled as he leaned forward, cupping them and kissing them greedily. His mouth sucked her nipples and nibbled at them, one after the other, before he sank between her knees and pulled down her panties.

“Your pussy is beautiful,” he growled. “I want to devour it.”

He dove into her core and licked up the slit, utterly and thoroughly until he focused on her wet, hard mound. His strong tongue flicked her clit in just the right way to drive her insane. She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped, feeling herself quickly approach orgasm.

His tongue wagged back and forth, up and down, and around and around, giving her just the right sensation. She leaned back and stared at the ceiling, groaning with her release. The orgasm came like a flood that gushed from between her legs and clenched her entire body with pleasure. As her channel throbbed, he slid his finger inside her and pressed against her g-spot to push her climax even higher.

She cried out, lying flat against the bed as he gave her orgasm after orgasm with his tongue and fingers. She glanced up at him as his clothing deconstructed. He stood above her with his massive rod erect and pointing toward the ceiling. She bit her lip, thinking he would try to put that huge dick inside her. She couldn't imagine how it could possibly fit. He was twice the size of the average human male, and she hadn't had sex in three years. But, in the heat of the moment, she was willing to try.

Instead of burying himself in her pussy, he began to stroke his cock as he fingered her with his other hand. She was plastered to the bed as her pussy clenched around his fingers. He growled and gritted his teeth as he thrust his hand up and down on his dick. With an animalistic groan his semen shot from his huge rod and sprayed across her tanned skin. She orgasmed as it landed on her stomach and chest, the sight and the feeling of it so erotic, she couldn't even understand why.

She mewled as he withdrew from her and began to spread the semen over her skin. He lapped it up with his palm, spreading it over her stomach, breasts, and lips. Her tongue flicked out to lap up the taste of his seed and her eyes rolled back in her head. It was spicy and sweet and somehow, she couldn't get enough of it. It was as if the taste of him made her hungrier than before. She drew up on her elbow and looked at him as he sat beside her on the bed.

“What was all that about?” she asked, finally coming to her senses.

“I have been courting you as a human, but now we have begun the Draxos transformation ritual.”

“You mean you’re activating my recessive dragonoid gene with your semen?” she said, the awareness finally dawning on her.

She caressed his arm with her hand and looked into his eyes as he gazed down at her. He kissed her softly on the lips and whispered in her ear.

“I should have been clearer. But my thrall. I couldn’t stop. My dragon refused to be held back. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she said, kissing his earlobe. “I want this. I want you. No more holding back.”

He gathered her in his arms and held her on his lap, kissing and caressing her body. After many moments of holding each other, he set her back down on the bed and stood. He turned to a drawer and pulled out a silver circlet that he offered her.

“This is a wrist com,” he said. “It will allow you access to some of our encrypted information. And you can use it to contact me at any time.”

He slid the wrist com over her hand and it tightened snugly around her wrist. He briefly showed her how to use it and she was amazed at the diversity of the technology.

“Oh, you can also use it to control nanotech clothing.”

He went to another drawer and pulled out a box. Inside was a mass of microscopic gray sand that he threw toward her naked body. The mass reconstituted into a simple dress that fit her curves perfectly.

“There are thousands of patterns that are stored in the wrist com. They will reconstitute around the shape of your body.”

“Thank you, Sysko,” she said, not knowing exactly what else to say.

She hadn't expected to make love to him on their date, or to receive such an amazing gift. But that's what had happened and she didn't regret it one bit. She did need to go home to check on Lottie.