Free Burning Love [Flights of Fancy 1] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) by Melodee Aaron Page B

said than done. Captain Davis will get the ship to safety."
    Krell only shook his head. "The Council will set the ship to burn. The ship and crew will die."
    She didn't believe it. She couldn't believe it. But then it occurred to her that compared to the ship and crew, the landing party would be expendable. The lives of ten people on the planet were not worth risking the ship and lives of more than 800 crewmembers. No matter what else, the events would leave her and the others stranded here.
    Krell watched her for a moment. "There is something else that doesn't matter now."
    The laugh that jumped from her throat sounded more like a bark. "Oh, there's good news!"
    "Perhaps so, perhaps not." He shrugged. "I have fallen in love with you, Star, though it's not the kind of love humans imagine."
    "What in the fuck are you talking about?"
    "We, humans and Hendri, could never have physical love, but there is more."
    She shook her head. The effects of the blow clearly hadn't worn off. Maybe on top of being stuck on an alien world to die she had a concussion. "You're crazy."
    "Of that there is little doubt." He smiled. "Let me show you something." Star still knelt beside the cot, and Krell placed his hand on her forehead, his long fingers feeling unnaturally cool against her skin. "You see, one of the things the Council wanted kept from you are some of the innate abilities we have."
    The pain in her head vanished, not fading, but like turning off a light switch, it was just gone. Replacing the pain was a feeling of quiet solitude, a peace like she'd never known before. A simple relaxation washed over her, and Star's worries seemed to drift off into the distance, not forgotten, but placed in perspective.
    At the same time, her body responded to the gentle waves of tenderness washing over her mind. From out of nowhere, she felt her pussy moistening, and a climax moved slowly towards her as Krell probed deep in her thoughts.
    In some ways, the feeling wasn't unlike the safety she felt last night in Spence's arms, the knowledge that he would protect her from harm. In the clouds of sensations billowing inside her, Star also connected the pleasure to when Spence made love to her, his cock sliding slowly inside her, but Krell's face filled her mind's eye.
    She knew she should pull away, break the contact with the long, soft fingers touching her head to end the thing Krell did to her, whatever it was. But the pleasure centers in her mind and body had control now, and Star could no more pull away from Krell than she could have left Spence hard and frustrated on the couch last night. Whatever this was, she wanted to see it through to the end, and she wanted Krell as badly as she wanted Spence.
    Her mind swam with a jumble of images and thoughts, flicking between Krell, his skin hot as a stove, brushing his soft lips over her cheek, followed by Spence staring down into her face as he mounted her, his vision seeing only her. The remembrance of Spence's hands moving over her hair and his hips gently thrusting his cock between her lips morphed into Krell's large eyes watching her as he somehow stroked her mind, stimulating her like no cock, fingers, or tongue in her pussy ever could.
    The tangled mass of visions drove her to the edge, and without warning her orgasm closed in around her, her body shaking and jerking as she moaned and panted. She realized that Krell pulled his fingers from her brow and wrapped his arms around her, but the waves of pleasure still cascaded over her, and he held her as she trembled.
    When her shakes subsided a little, he lifted her chin with his fingertips until she looked up into the dark eyes. A sad smile played over his lips. "You see, Star, there are many ways to make love."
     
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    Spence ran through the building, but he didn't know where he was going. He checked Krell's office, fully intending to kill the lying fuck, but he found the office empty and trashed. He found several burns on the walls, and one of