FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Aurora liked to end her day with a look out the panoramic window of the cockpit. With her body afloat in zero gravity and her beak pressed against the armored glass, the snowy owl gazed into the starry abyss of space. There were thousands upon thousands of small, bright pinpricks scattered about the eternal blackness. The raw vastness of the void engulfing her and her spaceship was truly incomprehensible. However, wherein many others saw the reflection of their own insignificance, she saw the potential of true, unlimited freedom. Freedom unlike the one any of her ancestors ever had.

Evolution hadn't been kind to her species. They had been robbed of their ability to fly, the magnificent wings of the ancestors exchanged by a pair of feathery paws. Luckily, technology had made up for that lack and blessed them with a way to travel the skies and even beyond, the endless expanse of space itself. Aurora couldn't fly by the power of her muscles alone, but as a pilot, she could steer a spaceship wherever she wanted, be it the heated cores of galaxies or the inspiring loneliness of the intergalactic void.

A gentle mewl pulled her out of her rapture, a paw grabbed her by her shoulder and pulled her around. "What are you musing about, Aurora, sweetie?" It was the chirpy voice of Lynn, her navigator. The owl rotated her head and blessed the petite tabby cat with a smile, her black beak slightly apart, the flexible corners wrinkled up, and her brows high and happy. The feline grabbed her other shoulder as well and gently pried her from the window, pulling her into a hug in zero-G. Unbound by gravity, they now floated freely through the white-walled cockpit.

"Uh, I've been pondering about our destiny among the stars. The things still waiting to be discovered, and the places still left to be explored," Aurora cooed. Then she put her feathery paws on Lynn's cheeks and looked deep into his golden eyes and dilated pupils. They sparkled with affection and eagerness as well as the reflection of her face. "Then you came and reminded me that my true treasure sits right in front of me already." She couldn't see the blush under his brown-beige patterned fur, but she could feel the warmth radiating from his skin. The cat reeled her in even closer, his grinning visage up in her face, his lips mere inches from her beak. Angling her head, she opened her beak and embraced him in a gentle kiss. Her hard lips didn't offer much softness and comfort, but she made up for it with her eager tongue, playing and caressing him with relish.

The feline's arms slipped further around her back, and he wholeheartedly embraced her kiss with a sensual purr, a vibration that permeated his entire body and the sound of which filled Aurora with deep satisfaction. Still floating through the room, they soon bumped into the opposite wall. With the gentlest nudge, she pushed away and propelled them back into the thrilling suspense of microgravity. Nature had robbed her of her wings, but she no longer needed them to fly anymore. She could even share her flight with her partner.

Still enthralled by the kiss, the snowy owl observed Lynn with a naturally keen eye. She watched the individual hairs of his fur ripple in the gusts of her breath and his whiskers tremble with excitement. His nostrils flared up, sucking in air to fuel his surging arousal, his pupils growing even larger, and his purr slowly revving up. Her paws wandered over his shoulder blades, and her legs crossed behind his back, trapping him in a warm prison of love and white plumage.

Lynn returned her affections, holding her close and wrapping his striped tail around her waist. She cooed softly as his prehensile appendage set out to explore her with shameless curiosity. Working down her back, pushing through her tail feathers, his tail tip soon rested on the spot between her legs, languidly stroking her intimates through the fabric of her pants. Arousal rushed through her and rapidly filled her with an unnatural heat. She broke away from their kiss to take a deep breath and moaned with relish. "Hey, Lynn, watch where you're putting your tail."

"Oh, I've got it right where it's supposed to be," the tomcat whispered and pushed his muzzle into her neck feathers, chuckling lustily while his tail developed a mind of its own and rubbed her crotch without mercy. Aurora's fingers cramped up, and she wheezed with her tongue hanging out. Next thing she knew, he had slipped his paws under her waistband and hooked his tail into the fabric, unceremoniously stripping her of her pants. While he pulled it down, she contracted her talons to avoid accidentally shredding her own clothes.

"Oh no, my pants!" she giggled, watching Lynn pull them up to his face and sniff them with relish. He purred with satisfaction and mindlessly tossed them into the air. Unbound by gravity, they lazily tumbled across the cockpit until they got caught on one of the monitors. Now, her light blue panties were the only obstacle between her partner's naughty curiosity and her avian privates. However, they weren't very effective at concealing her cloaca in any way, shape, or form. A hint of pink was visible at the rim, and a damp spot had formed in the center of the fabric, her girl juices oozing copiously as her lust continued to surge.

The feline lasciviously licked his fingers and slipped them under the delicate fabric, moving them toward her vent with teasing slowness. Just when Aurora thought he would finally touch her hole, he spread his fingers apart and brushed them right around it with a mischievous grin. However, her disappointed hoot rapidly swelled into a guttural groan as he formed a finger hook and pulled it into her cloaca. The abrupt burst of stimulation made her vision explode into a shower of stars, a whole galaxy forming and fading before her eyes within a brief flash. Lynn just knew her too well, effortlessly making her groan like the biggest slut within just a few seconds.

"Yes, sing for me, my snowy angel," his words flowed into her ears while he thrust his fingers into her vent. The fun began with a few exploratory pushes to ease her in, followed by some curious spreads and twists to stretch her out. Once she was ready and loose, Lynn continued to finger-fuck her vigorously, making full use of her wet, warm depths. He pumped them in and out with rhythmic motions and lustful grunts, swiveling his wrist to rub every single part of her sensitive insides. Her reaction was both instantaneous and intense, the ministrations shook her chest and body. Her voice turned into a song, a swelling nocturnal serenade of lust. The owl's heritage showing in guttural hoots and deeply lustful cries.

While she melted into his embrace, Lynn blessed her with innumerable kisses on the fluffy neck and worked his way up to her beak. Not daring to interrupt her blissful howls, he licked and smooched the side of the dark keratin while his ear rested on her cheek, picking up her voice.

Seized by lust, Aurora closed her eyes. She fully focused on her navigator's touch, his kisses and his fingers. Those digits were incredibly proficient, trained by hours of scrolling and panning through digital maps. She could feel his experience as he rubbed her channel, his fingers dancing and swishing ceaselessly. Up and down, round and round, digging deeper and stretching her wider. The wet sounds of flesh squishing against flesh filled the air as did her incessant moans. However, Lynn wasn't satisfied with giving her only two fingers. He soon added more to her loosening vent, fingering her with three, then four digits. All the while they were still slowly tumbling across the room, but that hardly mattered to them. With her eyes still closed, the owl soon lost all sense of direction and relied solely on the cat's guidance, as she always did in her daily work. She rejoiced and moaned with heated pleasure, for there was never any doubt in her mind that he would keep her safe.

Aurora hugged her partner tightly, burying him in her snow-white downs. Her grip around him desperate and clingy as she inched closer and closer to the final, blissful relief. It never took much to trigger her orgasm, and with Lynn, it approached even faster. The pressure in her chest surged, and her heart was pounding fiercely. The snowy owl moaned after each breath she took, every last thought in her mind merging into a singular storm of pleasure. Her talons and paws twitched and clenched, she heard her claws click against each other. Everything inside her was getting ready for the imminent release. Even her other senses gave in to let her focus on the perpetual thrusting of the feline's paw. Noises became muffled and silent, and every other part of her went numb. She lost control over her own body, everything succumbed to the cat's stimulation.

A dull thud resounded as Aurora's head hit something solid. An overwhelming confusion claimed her as it tore into her lustful stupor. Where was she? What had just hit her? With a gasp, she tore her eyes open and stared right into the abyssal blackness of starry space, her face just inches away from the panoramic window. The sight was staggering and delivered the final kick to her brain. Her orgasm began with prickling, minuscule contractions inside her abdomen, and rapidly swelled into an all-encompassing tremor. Her cloaca opened up into a yawning crater and rapidly contracted again. Alternating in furious cycles, it felt like her vent was trying to suck the Lynn's fingers deeper into her body. Each time the rim of her sex met his digits, another surge of pleasure fueled her orgasm even further, catapulting her into a frenzied high.

While her climax played out in full strength, Lynn continued his affections with unceasing vigor, thrusting through her convulsing opening and making her to completely lose herself. Her beak widened further than ever, releasing a noise of unparalleled intensity. Her eyes were still facing the window, stars reflecting in her completely dilated pupils. The owl struggled and squirmed against the feline's grip, but he gripped her tightly and rode her with his legs clamped around hers, pressed against her chest. She was at the mercy of his fingers and he took advantage of it as much as he could. While she screamed with desperate pleasure, he laughed with deep delight.

Aurora's orgasm tapered off as quickly as it had come. Within a few seconds, the twitching vanished and she was left wheezing and desperately gasping for air. Looking down at the tabby tomcat wrapped around her body, she noticed his cheeky grin. He beamed with an unreasonable joy about his accomplishment. "Wow, Lynn, that was amazing! How did you do this?" she cooed shakily.

"The same as always, sweetie. Getting you wet and then going in like there's no tomorrow," he snickered and pulled his fingers out of her trembling hole. Then he let go of her, floating back at a snail's pace, his whole body gradually moving into her cone of vision. There was a noticeable bulge on his white briefs and a darkened spot at the top of his crotch. He brought his fingers to his muzzle, gave them a relishing sniff, and shook with lusty enjoyment. "A unique scent, to be sure, but one I've grown to love."

"Tell me, do you need help with that, dear?" she chirped, languidly pointing at his bulge.

The tabby cat flicked his tail around and shoved it into his underwear, playfully swelling the bulge to ridiculous proportions. "Oh, you mean that down there? I thought you'd never ask! I'll gladly accept your help, captain." The tip of his tail slid a little further. He pushed it out of his briefs, curled it around their rim, and pulled them down. In one fluid motion, he exposed himself to the curious avian, showing off his rosy, tapered penis and his snug, furry sack. He was already fully erect, his little cone throbbing and leaking with need, begging for her attention. Invigorated by the sight, Aurora aligned her talons with the railing of the window and pushed herself in his direction.

Still dizzy from her orgasmic high, she miscalculated her speed and torque and quickly tumbled around her own axis, squeaking in a mixture of surprise and delight. Seconds later, her body crashed into the feline with a dull thud, the impact pushing the air from their lungs. Bunched together, the giggling and struggling bundle of feathers and fur tumbled through the cockpit until the wall brought them to an abrupt halt. Lynn reacted instinctively, his paws and tail immediately holding on to the railing, securing his body to the immobile wall of the spaceship. Aurora hastily followed his example and quickly wrapped her arms and legs around him. In the chaos they had turned upside down, holding each other belly to belly and with their faces buried in each other's groins. Aurora rejoiced, this was the perfect position to continue.

Lynn's swollen taper throbbed right in front of her, she only had to grab it and enjoy it. Her paw brushed around his thigh and she grabbed the shaft of his erection, guiding it to her beak. Its edges were smoothed and the tip rounded and blunt, so she could kiss and give him head without any worries. While she had no lips to wrap around his pulsing cock, she had a strong, very mobile tongue to offer instead. Aurora eagerly coiled it around his member and slowly sucked it in, pushing deeper and deeper until her beak pressed against his crotch. Once the tip rested on the entrance of her throat, she sucked and swallowed with relish, her maw tightening around him with each gulp.

While she blessed him with a beakjob, Lynn set to return the favor. The cat shoved his face between her legs, pressed his lips against her crotch, and flicked his tongue over her vent. Relishing strokes around the sensitive outer rim of her cloaca alternated with exploratory thrusts into her moist channel. The incessant twisting and curling of his organ inside her quickly made Aurora lose herself in pleasure, her brain succumbing to a flood of arousal. Guttural groans poured from deep within her throat, emerging dulled and muffled by the dick inside her beak. His fingers had been a pleasure already, but his tongue was a blessing that was out of this world.

As her consciousness was overwhelmed by the stimulation, her body started to move seemingly of its own accord, making her a passenger and spectator to her own actions. While she licked, sucked, and swallowed her partner's rosy cone, her paws roamed his backside and explored the other attractions the handsome cat had to offer. Aurora wrapped her feathery paw around his dainty sack, feeling and fondling each testicle. She cupped it, squeezed it tenderly, tugged on it, and ran a finger over his taint, eliciting the best reward a feline can give: a deeply happy, rumbling purr.

Meanwhile, his playful licks had turned into a fierce tongue-fuck. Lynn had rolled his tongue into a spear shape and was thrusting it into her tight cloaca with intense passion. Like his ancestors used to lap up milk and water, he lapped up her girl juices, drinking them right from the tap as he made her brain crumble to the ever-increasing lust.

Her other paw had an even naughtier destination in mind. It wandered around Lynn's waist and landed on his taut ass. She grabbed one of his firm butt cheeks and gave it a perky squeeze, teasing out a powerful flex. The probing grope quickly turned into a deep, loving massage, and finally she slipped a finger into his crack, pulling it up until she heard a distinct groan from the tomcat. Once she had found the pucker slumbering between the cheeks, she rubbed it with a languid yet determined effort. The owl would've liked to give him more, but she was too distracted by his ceaseless caresses to keep up the pressure. She was about to burst again, her next orgasm fast approaching.

That lecherous kitty eagerly anticipated her climax and when the first waves of pleasure claimed her body, he gave her a shameless smack on her fluffy buttocks. Aurora involuntarily gagged on his cock, and came with a muffled hoot. Any other time, she would've given him smack for this treatment, but right now, it just hit exactly the right spot. Her climax crashed down on her with the same mind-warping strength as the previous one. For the next twenty seconds, her body was trapped in an orgasmic struggle and her vent was twitching violently. Her cloaca gushed and spurted copious amounts of juices into Lynn's greedy muzzle while it actively tried to devour his tongue.

At some point during her orgasmic frenzy, her tight maw and gulps made Lynn cum as well. The cat joined her in the effusive joy, his tapered member throbbing and thrashing vigorously. Warm fluid splashed against the back of her throat, rope after rope of sticky semen emerging from his pecker. It was in moments like this in which Aurora wished to taste his flavor. However, nature had denied her and her species a proper sense of taste and smell. A whole world of sensory impressions that simply didn't exist, so she instead settled for cherishing the unique, sticky, globby, and slightly stringy texture of his jizz. Once her beak was full, she swallowed with a gargling coo, carrying the first gulp of semen cum into her belly. Captivated by the orgasm, she greedily sucked more and more cum from her partner's nuts. Given his adorable pair of balls, she was always surprised by how much he had to give. It was by no means an overwhelming amount, but his cumshots were always voluminous enough to coat the insides of her beak with a thick, creamy layer of jizz.

Eventually, the rush abated and her climax was over. Aurora pulled back from the source of gooey delight and ran her tongue over her beak, picking up every last drop of the feline's seed. But the cat's orgasm was still going strong. His member was still bouncing and squirting more drops over her beak and face. One drop even hit her into the eye, making her flinch and giggle. "Gah, no! Dang, why doesn't it stop? Where is the off switch for that thing?"

Lynn chuckled and removed his tongue from her vent, smacked his lips with a satisfied sigh. His eyes flicked around and he grinned inanely as he watched an armada of tiny droplets of girl juice disperse through the cockpit. Not bound by any force, they simply traveled along in a straight path until they hit a wall or a display. Finally disengaging their tight embrace, they turned around until they were face to face. The feline looked Aurora deep into the eyes, the lust still burning hot within his golden orbs. "Well, that was a fantastic appetizer. Care to continue with the main course, my dear?" he purred.

"Oh, yes! I'm dying to feel you inside me, Lynn," the snowy owl replied with hot lust. She put her paws on his cheeks and gave him another deep kiss, wrapping her tongue around his and engaging it in a lewd dance. However, when he grabbed her thighs and rubbed his hard shaft against her crotch, she pressed her paw against his chest and stopped him. "You know what? Perhaps we should take this to the habitation area. I want to take you properly, let you thrust inside me with everything you've got, and not just massage my insides a little." While she enjoyed making out in zero gravity, penetration without gravity was a different story altogether. It was pretty difficult and not really pleasant. Thus, it was time to move to the only part that offered artificial gravity.

Aurora pushed herself away and floated over to the spaceship's central hallway, the connection between the cockpit, the habitation ring, and the life support and generator in the back. The tabby cat let go of the railings as well and allowed the owl to guide him along. Always paw in paw, they floated through the vessel and toward the entrance of the habitation ring. From all the parts of the craft, this was the only one in constant rotation, ceaselessly circling around the main body to generate an artificial gravity that almost felt like standing on the surface of a real planet.

The owl stared at the spinning entrance, waiting for the right moment to grab the railing next to it. Once it came close to her, she quickly reached out and clung to it, letting it carry her along. Then she pulled Lynn over to the entrance. "Thanks for the help, sweetie," he whispered with a smile and climbed butt-first down to the habitation module. Aurora followed him closely, blessing him with a prime view of her underfluff every time he looked up to her. Making her way down, her claws clicking on each step of the ladder, she soon felt the forces on her body rise. Although they were still in space, the rotation of her surroundings translated into a force that pulled her down to the ground. And when she actually reached the bottom, entering the tubular habitation ring, the artificial gravity pulled her down with full force. It was strong enough to briefly overwhelm her legs and make her drop to the floor with a helpless giggle. After more than a decade of piloting, the abrupt switch between zero-G and artificial gravity still overwhelmed her every time. Her feline companion was already lying on the ground right next to her, the only thing of him left standing of him was his erection. "Are you feeling comfy, dear?" he quipped.

Aurora snorted and raised a paw, sluggishly waving it in the air. "Not really. Aaah, everything is spinning. You'd think I was doing this for the first time."

Soon, she became accustomed to the relentless force and sluggishly got up from the ground, driven by the fervent lust that still burned inside her. She stumbled over to Lynn, grabbed the feline under his arms, and unceremoniously pulled him up. "Now come along, Lynn. We're not done yet," the owl snickered while she dragged the mewling cat through the corridor. Passing a living room section, a starship kitchen, and a bathroom, they finally arrived at the bedroom. The only room in the entire spaceship that didn't have that clean white technological look. Instead, it looked like a burrow underground or a tree hole, with dark walls, warm lights, and a big bed, satisfying Aurora's more primitive idea of coziness.

Aurora deposited the tabby feline in her arms with a hearty swing, hurling him into their bed, and crawled up beside him. By the time she reached Lynn, he had already recovered and readily welcomed her with a big grin and outstretched arms. "Ready to finish what we've started?" he purred.

"Absolutely! Come here, boy, and make me happy," the snowy owl cooed and rolled onto her back. She demonstratively spread her legs apart to give him a perfect view of her rosy nethers, her bright pink, glistening cloaca sitting in a sea of white downy feathers. Lynn's eyes switched focus, his ears twitched, and his pupils dilated as he explored her body. No further encouragement was needed, and he climbed onto her with an excited purr. He wrapped his arms around her big, fluffy neck, and he planted a few kisses on her beak. The owl eagerly indulged him and parted her lips to embrace his muzzle in a deep kiss while she pressed him tightly against her body.

While they were busy making out, the cat searched for her vent with the laziest method imaginable, poking his cock against her downy feathers until he found his target by simple trial-and-error. He continued to explore her whole bottom until his shaft finally bumped into her wet, twitching cloaca. After indulging her vent with his fingers and tongue, he would finally take her with his dick! His hips went into action with gentle rocking. She felt the tip enter her channel through her loosened vent. While his shaft wasn't thicker than three of his fingers, it was certainly longer and delved deeper into her than his fingers or tongue ever could, stimulating parts far beyond their reach. Pleasure blossomed in her loins, growing and spreading throughout her body. Aurora hooted with radiant joy. She felt so wonderfully full with his dick.

This was only the beginning of the fun. Lynn focused on her moans as his thrusts accelerated. His hips moving with steadily rising fervor. His cute groans turned into heated, feral growls as he continued plowed her with all his might. Driving his cock back and forth, he seized the full length of her cloaca and vigorously rubbing it against her sensitive insides. Aurora rapidly lost herself in the flood of stimulation. Her tongue grew heavy, her initially powerful howls faded into needy, lusty whimpers, and her muscles relaxed as she savored her partner's passion. Her eyes half-lidded and her mind brimming with arousal, she surrendered completely and allowed the feline's thrusts to carry her along, slowly pushing her toward another orgasm. The tabby tomcat was smaller than her, but his wild love still shook her mind and body with the power of a tiger.

Aurora's next climax was swelling inside her as a pressure rising from her chest, thumping and swelling, spreading and inflating throughout her torso, flowing into her limbs, and reaching to the ends of her fingers and talons. A sweltering heat followed the pressure closely, engulfing her wholly in a casket of warm, oppressive lust. Every single cell of her body was bursting with arousal, tensing up and getting ready while her heart pounded furiously.

Lynn never slowed down. No, he fucked her vent even harder. A more primitive part of his brain had taken control and unlocked untapped resources that drove him to the extremes. Snorting and huffing through gritted teeth, he gave her a glare dripping with savage lust. Every last muscle in his body cooperated to achieve the same goal, breeding the tight hole with all their might. Even his slender tail was whipping up and around to the rhythm of his feral thrusts.

Finally, the pressure inside Aurora's chest culminated. Her muscles tensed and she stopped breathing for a moment until something snapped and unleashed a powerful orgasm. Like a shock wave, it rippled through her, releasing all the built-up tension and pressure. A breathless gasp escaped her beak, then the orgasmic surge rebounded and let her suck in fresh air. With her lungs full, she happily voiced her overflowing joy with a loud hoot. Guttural and tremoring, it echoed through their bedroom, through the habitation ring, and even further beyond. It filled her partner's ears and the whole ship alike.

All the pent-up energy was discharged in a series of powerful contractions. It rattled Aurora's body, her talons and fingers clenching hard, a celebration that felt more like a struggle. She craved more. She wanted everything! Her cloaca convulsed and constricted tightly around the cat's still thrusting shaft, the motions sucking him deeper, unwilling to give him free again, and gave him an intense massage to make him burst and milk him from his seed.

Lynn's thrusts staggered and stumbled as he growled in fiery arousal, sounding excruciatingly close to his own climax, holding on by the skin of his teeth. However, her orgasmic contractions took him by surprise and the tomcat climaxed with a desperate mrowl. His face scrunched up, he closed his eyes and collapsed on the snowy owl's fluffy, feathery chest. She felt his penis twitching against the rhythm of her undulating channel. Even after he had stopped thrusting, their genitals diligently worked together to draw every last drop from his twitching, tensing nuts and transfer it deep into her nethers. Wet spurts of semen painted her insides, gushing further and further, filling her with a thrilling tingle.

Her orgasmic frenzy ended as quickly as it had come. The pulling, tugging, and sucking of Aurora's vent stopped abruptly, making her partner gasp and recoil from the unexpected end. The owl reclined into the soft mattress with a happy sigh and embraced her shaking, mewling, and still climaxing partner in a tender hug. "Yes, give me every last drop, Lynn. I want to feel your love glowing inside me." Unlike her, his climax tapered off slowly, drawn-out over almost an entire minute. The rapid succession of spurts turned into an occasional twitch, and finally into less than a trickle, the last bead of cum swelling on the tip and lazily leaking into her, the ultimate finishing touch.

Once Lynn was done with the deed, he carefully pulled out of her. "Alright, relax, sweetie."

Aurora gasped in excitement. A final surge of pleasure coursed through her as she felt her partner's penis rub against her slackened walls one last time as he moved back. Countless small nubs seaming the bottom of his member caused a prickling firework of stimulation. They had formed during his climax, rudiments of the much larger and pointier spikes of his distant, four-legged ancestors. It stretched out the few seconds of the pull-out into a blissful eternity. This special surprise of the feline's anatomy was always a nice bonus at the end.

"So, I guess that concludes the day, doesn't it? I'm pretty spent," Lynn noted as he sluggishly rolled off of the owl and dropped next to her on the bed.

Aurora rolled onto her side and pulled her tabby tomcat into a big, warm hug. She hooted with happiness and exhaustion. Her voice just flowed out with her breath, "Come to think of it, we haven't eaten anything yet, have we? My stomach is pretty empty."

"Huh? Yeah, I'm hungry, too, and screwing around hasn't made it any better. I'm just... too wasted to get up and eat something. Let's just enjoy this a little longer, okay, my angel?" The feline snuggled against her, and his lips were meeting her beak for another kiss.

"You're right. Why eat if I can taste your lips?"

"Oh, but you can't actually taste them, right? You know..."

"Yeah, I know, force of habit. Way to rub my own inadequacies into my face, dear," Aurora snickered. "Since I can't taste you, how do I taste?"

"Sorry for that, sweetie, but you taste perfect, as always. Here, let me show you how much I love the taste." He followed up his response by fully embracing her beak with his lips, pushing his tongue against hers, and stifling any further talk. Aurora indulged him with a gleeful chuckle and a smile, sharing the cozy afterglow of her climax with her beloved partner. The snowy owl traveled the stars and galaxies day in and day out on an endless journey to explore and research the cosmos, but at the end of the day, the wonders hidden among the stars still paled in comparison with the wonder resting in her arms. Lynn was the greatest treasure she had found in her endeavors. He was a fine navigator, a terrific companion, and the perfect mate. And being able to explore space together with him was the grandest blessing she had ever received.

After all, what is freedom worth if there is no one to share it with?