Chapter 16: New favorite thing.

RENDER TRUSTED DARIS on a whole new level. If the alien weren’t here, he would never have done this. True, this was the Dagerstanteen’s domain, but accepting authority over him was more than the alien’s position or place. Render felt an acute need for Daris to guide and direct. Maybe he was simply a guard in need of a leader. Besides, Render had faith that the alien would ensure this shared intimacy went well.

Still kneeling behind Toren’s ass, Render lined up his cock to that wet and stretched hole. He took a deep breath.

“Slow,” Daris murmured. Toren’s hips stilled as the monk also took a shaky breath. “I got you.” A tentacle glided on the side of his thigh. “Both of you.” Daris gripped Render’s waist, firm and steady.

Render’s eyes dropped to Toren’s rounded cheeks. He kept an eye on Toren’s hole and put his thumbs on either side of his tight fissure. A tentacle stroked over his hands.