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Well here is chapter 3 for this particular series. What makes this story fun to write is the fact that I have to sit back and think just how events might play out if an intelligent extraterrestrial race suddenly appeared on Earth's doorstep. How might our civilization react to such a stunning revelation? It is entertaining to consider the outcome.

Aside from that aspect, I made sure to add some yiff as promised, although honestly I think I suck at writing it. Anyway... if you are not 18 years of age, or whatever the legal age is for you, please don't read any further...

Just a quick note for those that haven't read the previous chapters: the kyree are an anthro race of wolf-like aliens while the kenseng are their tiger-like counterparts.

Welcome to the Neighborhood

By: Spudz

Night was in full swing as thick fog rolled silently across the landscape, bathing the ground in a soupy mist. In the thick of this mess, down a quiet two lane road, a lone pickup truck rumbled along against the dense obstruction. Headlights tried desperately to slice through the vapor as the vehicle plowed forward while Gary Richardson strained his eyes to keep from careening off the road surface.

For the grounds maintenance worker of Kennedy Space Center, it was just another day at the job albeit earlier than normal. The radio clock mounted to the truck's dash read 4:03am as rock music blared from the speakers to the beat of hands thumping against the steering wheel.

The employee soon found himself pulling up to the security gate of the facility. With a quick flash of his badge and a friendly wave, Gary was allowed to pass and continued driving on toward his maintenance shed. Today's job called for the mowing of the shuttle landing runway.

He had elected to come to work early in hopes of completing the job before sunrise, in order to make it back home in time to see his daughter off to school. The wife certainly needed a day to sleep in since her two jobs were quickly getting the better of her.

This thick fog wasn't going to help him get the task done any faster unfortunately. It seemed an unnecessary duty as Shuttle Discovery was currently sitting on the launch pad with a fuel leak problem of some sort. The runway wasn't due to see any action for another two weeks at the very least. But someone felt it essential to keep the grass cut with the help of taxpayer dollars. Gary wasn't going to begrudge his superiors of the notion since it helped him put food on the table.

After some turns and twists in the road, the maintenance worker came to the shed located halfway down the runway surface. Parking the truck, he quickly got out and stood rubbing his hands together. It was a little nippy this morning, but not enough to require a jacket. Not wasting any time, Gary quickly opened up the shed door to reveal a large industrial mower. Thankfully it was equipped with headlights to cut through this dense fog and help him navigate without running headlong into a ditch.

After doing a quick walk around, the worker mounted up and started the beast to begin his task. He rapidly set about working his way down one side of the paved runway, which was 15,000 feet long. The lack of a moon ended up hindering his pace as Gary labored to see through the thick soup. It ended up taking an hour to make his way down and back along the one side.

Soon the mower reached the starting point midway down the runway surface. Now it was time to set about cutting the other side. Retracting the blades, the worker quickly brought the machine up onto the concrete to move across.

"I can't see anything in this mess," Gary grumbled to himself. Quickly he looked down to check that the blades were still up... SMASH!!!

The mower slammed to a stop, throwing him against the steering wheel with a jolt. At the same instant the engine conked out while Gray struggled to regain his composure. What the hell happened?! After succeeding in making his head stop spinning, he looked up to see that three of the four headlights had been smashed... against something.

Carefully, the worker extracted himself from the machine and stood eyeing the object he had hit. The one functioning light provided limited visibility as he realized the thing was roughly circular and extended upward. As he looked up, the vague outline of something began to come into focus. It was large ... incredibly large.

The thick patch of fog briefly cleared, affording him a good view of what he had hit. Even though his jaw couldn't drop to the ground, it certainly tried.

Gary the mower wasn't going to make it home in time...

Eriras could not believe what she had witnessed. Over the course of an hour, she had watched the mower work its way along the side of the runway, right beside her starship which currently sat on the concrete surface. Not only had the human controlling the machine not seen the massive hull of Arastos, he had actually managed to plow headlong into the right forward landing strut.

The odds of a collision occurring where quite small, but it still had happened to the kenseng's amusement. Eriras could not help but laugh while the camera showed the dumbstruck look of the worker as he finally realized what was parked right next to him. The human didn't stick around long after that as the mower now sat crumpled and abandoned against the landing strut.

This had occurred roughly two hours prior, as the sun was just now cresting the horizon. A handful of police vehicles were currently parked around the perimeter of the ship while the morning fog began to burn off. Apparently, someone had dropped the ball in Houston about relaying communications concerning the imminent arrival of her spacecraft to Cape Canaveral.

After landing earlier in the evening, the crew had decided to wait until morning before releasing the humans housed in the airlock. As such, Eriras had volunteered to stay on the bridge and keep tabs on NASA's response if they happened to notice Arastos before sunrise. The others elected for a few hours of sleep while waiting for daybreak. Meanwhile, Keith had returned to the airlock with his human counterparts until morning.

The engineer's white tiger-like tail flicked about as she observed the police officers positioned near their vehicles, apparently having no idea on what to do besides stand and look important with guns drawn. Obviously, there was nothing in the training manual about dealing with an alien vessel suddenly appearing.

Along the side bulkhead, several displays were showing broadcasts of various major human news networks along with a handful of local stations. None of the channels mentioned anything about aliens suddenly appearing, instead focusing on the terrorist claims concerning the destruction of the International Space Station. Apparently news of the ship's earlier communication with Houston hadn't been released either. She figured that would soon change in quite a dramatic fashion.

The kenseng wasn't alone on the bridge as it was.

Gently, the masculine hands of her mate came to circle around Eriras's waist while Taylo snuggled up behind her. He carefully rested his muzzle against her shoulder while slipping his fingers beneath the bottom hem of her shirt to stroke the digits through the soft creamy-white stomach fur. Eriras always loved it when he did that as she purred richly to his loving touch.

"I can't believe that human managed to plow head-on into the landing strut," Taylo chuckled. "I thought for sure he would've taken notice of the ship long before he actually did."

"It was quite foggy out there," she replied. "And he was probably half asleep I'd wager." Eriras turned her attention to the display showing the police cruisers below. "Well, at least the locals are now aware of our presence... although at the expense of one lawn mower."

A momentary pause lingered with the two kenseng just simple watching the display, until Taylo remembered they weren't alone on the bridge.

"How are things on your end Lumina?" he asked while continuing to stroke a hand through his mate's stomach fur to the reward of her constant purring.

In response, the A.I. kyree hologram materialized standing next to the kenseng with arms folded loosely across her chest. "Houston control is finally relaying instructions to the local facility staff as I speak," the construct began. "Kennedy Space Center is currently in the process of calling in employees to deal with the situation, although I'm not entirely sure what they plan to do at the moment."

The hologram paused briefly as her eyes seemed to blank out while she accessed information on the human's intelligence network. "The president was briefed on the situation about 30 minutes ago," Lumina continued as she returned her gaze back to Taylo. "The government is debating a response to our presence and has dispatched several Air Force aircraft to this location as a precaution. In addition, the 920th Rescue Wing is deploying from the nearby military garrison toward the Cape."

Several new visual displays appeared in front of the crew members showing the inbound fighters, helicopters and military ground support vehicles.

"Of course, if they decided to start shooting, it would be comparable to throwing a rock at us," the construct said with a wicked grin. "But all armed forces en route are currently instructed to observe and report only."

"That's good to hear," Eriras responded. With those words, the screens winked out of existence leaving only the news broadcasts along the one bulkhead with the talking heads droning on in the background. The engineer tensed up abruptly as she felt her mate's hands begin to wander upward. "This really isn't a good time Tay," she added with concern.

"Nonsense," Taylo replied with a smirk. "The others won't be up for at least another hour; the humans aren't going anywhere... and I locked the bridge door."

The roaming digits of his hands deftly slid up underneath the fabric of her clothing to gently cup her supple breasts. Eriras couldn't help but moan as he began to work his fingers through the soft white fur while his palms massaged her tender nipples, teasing the petite pink flesh into beautiful hardness.

"Not... right... hmph... here," the female kenseng stammered while starting to feel her body respond to his touch. "We can't mate on the bridge, it's... oh... it's not right."

Taylo grinned to himself as the male felt her lean forward slightly and grind her rump against his groin. Encouraged by Eriras's reaction, he quickly changed his attack and moved to pinch her petite nipples between his fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp from his mate as she tensed up briefly.

The male kenseng turned briefly to regard Lumina as she silently stood off to the side, smirking teasingly. She gave him a quick wink before her hologram vanished out of sight. Taylo knew she had his back and would inform him of anyone approaching the bridge long before they arrived. The thought of the A.I. watching them mate was actually quite arousing to him as his malehood hardened within the sheath.

Taylo leaned over and nipped at the black tip of Eriras's pointy ear with his teeth while one of his hands disengaged from its attack on her tortured breast. His mate purred richly at his touch, feeling the offending digits roam down across her chest and stomach fur to eventually end up around the hem of the pants.

"May I?" the male whispered into her ear while his fingers danced across the smooth fur of her waist, asking for permission to proceed further.

Eriras offered no verbal reply; instead she simply disengaged from his embrace to Taylo's surprise. Quickly she turned to eye her mate who stood looking very befuddled.

"You first," the female kenseng replied throatily as she closed the distance between them to embrace her mate. The two locked in a passionate kiss as their tongues wrestled fervently with one another, while Taylo swiftly brought his hands down to grasp her hindquarters forcefully. Following his lead, Eriras wrapped her arms around his waist, her raspy tongue all the while continuing to explore every facet of her partner's mouth.

Taylo couldn't help but moan as she forcefully grinded her body against his, clouding the male's awareness with increasing lust as his painfully stiff member begged to be freed from its clothing confines.

After several blissful moments, Eriras disengaged from the kiss to gaze hungrily into Taylo's brilliant golden eyes. Her tiger-like tail flicked about behind her figure, mirroring his.

"The clothing... lose it," she demanded, not caring anymore that they were currently standing on the bridge of a military starship. Nothing mattered now except fulfilling her overwhelming desire to mate... to have his wonderful malehood so perfectly buried within her needing folds.

Taylo quickly complied with her request, not wanting to prolong matters any. Eriras grinned mischievously as he swiftly did away with the troublesome shirt, shoes and pants he wore. The clothing soon sat piled haphazardly on the deck floor, leaving only the male's undershorts which were tented with his powerful arousal. Thankfully, the decking was heated, allowing the crew to go barefoot if they wished without having to deal with the feeling of cold metal underfoot.

Without much further stalling, the male reached around to undo the clasp that held the undercloth around his tail, before rapidly sliding the offending fabric down his legs and discarding it to the floor. Eriras's heartbeat quickened at the sight of his naked physique, letting her eyes drink in his figure while he smiled sheepishly.

Taylo's rustic brown coat yielded to a lighter patch of fur across his muzzle, which flowed down his chest, down further over the stomach, and eventually across the waist before again becoming the darker shade along the inside of his thighs. Distinct black tiger-like stripes covered his figure at regular intervals from the pink tip of his feline nose to the end of his tail. The male wasn't very muscular, but nonetheless quite fit as he enjoyed jogging for exercise in the ship's gym when time permitted. However, his most stunning feature was found between the male's legs.

His crimson-red malehood stood fully erect out of the furry sheath at a sizeable, but not overly so, length as it pulsed lightly with his heightening desire. Just like their four-legged cousins of Earth, the kenseng possessed barbs to stimulate the female during mating, although nowhere near as sharp as a feline's. It had horrified the couple when they first learned just how painful mating could be for a female cat of the planet below. Why would a species want to copulate if it was so agonizing?

Meanwhile, two perfectly round furry orbs sat nestled underneath his malehood, complementing his raging erection quite nicely as they contained Taylo's wonderful seed that begged to be released. Eriras felt herself getting wetter by the second, panting lightly in her heated state. Now it was her turn.

Without a word, the female began to disrobe unceremoniously just like her mate. In record time, her clothing was promptly removed and discarded on top of Taylo's, revealing Eriras's nude splendor to her mate.

Unlike Taylo's fur, her coat was a solid creamy-white as it flowed all across her figure. Just like him however, she did possess the same black tiger stripe pattern that contrasted drastically with the base white. Her figure was quite petite, with small supple breasts and two pink nipples poking out slightly from the surrounding white fur in the cool of the atmosphere. The male let his gaze wander downward across her smooth flat stomach, down toward his mate's true treasure.

Between her legs the soft creamy-white fur gave way to two slightly blushed lips of her wonderful sex that ached to be filled by his painfully erect cock. She was already quite wet as his mate's arousal permeated the air while she gazed hungrily at him in the silence of the bridge.

"You are just absolutely gorgeous," Taylo said sheepishly as he let his eyes roam across her form.

Eriras offered no reply while she moved toward the helm console where Kano normally sat during ship operations. The female kenseng placed her hands on top of the dash before looking back to regard her mate who watched in curiosity. Carefully, she spread her legs apart slightly before leaning over the console and flagging her tail high to reveal the swollen lips of her sex, beseeching Taylo to fill her folds with his throbbing malehood.

"Get over here and mount me," she said throatily while gazing at her mate with utter feral longing.

Taylo wasn't going to disagree with her wishes as he moved over to his mate while she continued to present herself to him, subconsciously submitting to the dominate male's desire. There would be no more teasing.

Quickly, he positioned himself behind her figure as the male kenseng brought a hand to carefully line his rock hard cock up with her needing folds. However he paused, causing Eriras to turn and look back over her shoulder at his hesitation.

"Hurry up already," she growled, flashing her fangs in annoyance.

Before he could react, she pushed her hips back, burying his member completely within his mate's sex in one fluid motion as Taylo groaned audibly above. Recovering his composure quickly, the male wrapped his arms around her slender waist before pulling almost completely out, until only the very tip of his cock remained snuggly within her folds.

The kenseng abruptly rammed forward, hilting his malehood within her so magnificently while he moaned at the remarkably tight sensation. Her sex gripped his cock powerfully, seemingly trying to hold him firmly within his mate as Taylo began to build up a thrusting rhythm. His hips pounded powerfully against her supple rump, her slightly puckered lips spread perfectly wide on each stroke of his throbbing erection.

"Oh God... give it to me Tay," Eriras cried as a steady sound of slapping and slurping began to resound across the bridge. The female kenseng bared her fangs in a silent snarl of pleasure while she trembled at the intense waves of ecstasy washing over her awareness. She could feel his barbs scraping ruthlessly across her folds as he thrust forcefully, driving her to new heights.

Taylo was happy to oblige her request as he redoubled his efforts. Deftly he leaned down while shifting his hands to gently fondle her breasts, all the while continuing to pound his hips repeatedly against her heated lips. The male enjoyed how Eriras's back moved rhythmically in tune with his thrusting, while her pointy ears flattened against her head in the intensity of the moment.

Meanwhile, Eriras felt her peak fast approaching as her sex clamped down on the invading malehood even tighter. The female kenseng began to growl softly, slowing growing louder as she neared her climax. She straightened her arms with her hands still holding onto the console surface, while Taylo continued to tenderly massage her tormented breasts. Her legs began to grow weak and threatened to buckle with the intensifying pleasure.

"I'm get-ting... close," Eriras cried. "Give me all you got!"

Taylo swiftly released his hold of her breasts before wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. The male straightened his posture and started to smash his hips cruelly against her hindquarters with renewed vigor, striving to bring his mate to a breathtaking peak as his malehood became a blur. The female kenseng started to growl again, baring her fangs.

It was too much for Eriras. The building pleasure grew... closer... and closer... her sex spread wide wonderfully over and over again, until abruptly the world dropped out from under her as the kenseng's tail went rigid.

Eriras's feet gave out as her growl turned to a sudden pitiful mewl while Taylo held her upright. The ecstasy peaked, and washed across her consciousness, inundating her senses and causing the kenseng to shudder beneath her mate. Her sex squeezed his malehood unmercifully, quickly driving him to the brink.

With one final effort, Taylo gave one last powerful thrust, driving his member deeply within her quivering folds while leaning forward with a grunt. The male's balls suddenly tightened as his cock twitched, streaming thick spurts of his seed inside Eriras's abused sex. His vision began to tunnel while the pleasure drowned out his surroundings, still clutching his mate's waist tightly in the passion of the moment.

Eriras continued to mewl weakly as Taylo sustained weak thrusts against her quivering figure, all the while filling her heated folds with his wonderful seed. Together the kenseng reveled in their combined climaxes, frozen in bliss while still standing against the helm console.

Taylo soon came down from his peak. Quickly he realized that Eriras was still limp against his figure as he held her body up. The male kenseng carefully shuffled over to the helm chair roughly a foot away where Kanolos would normally sit. Skillfully, he lowered himself down onto the seat, making sure to fit his tail through the hole along the backrest with Eriras ending up in his lap. His malehood remained fully within his mate as they both panted laboriously. It took a little longer for her to regain her composure as Eriras leaned back against him.

"That was wonderful Tay," she finally spoke after a few minutes of peaceful silence, while they had enjoyed the wonderful afterglow. Both kenseng could hear the news broadcasts as each display droned on separately in the background...still no news concerning the landing of the alien starship.

"I have to agree," Taylo replied with a warm smile. "We should probably get dressed... we are on the bridge after all."

"Good idea. I can't believe we did that... you and your crazy ideas. But, I have to say, I thoroughly enjoyed it."

With that, Eriras carefully extracted herself from his lap, being mindful not to make a mess all over Kano's chair. Quickly she padded over to collect her clothing as Taylo moved to do the same.

Roughly an hour later, the bridge door swished open to reveal Kanolos holding a cup of coffee. The kyree's fur was matted and unkempt due to just having woken up, while he still appeared to be quite tired as evidenced by a large yawn. He carefully surveyed the news displays along the bulkhead, noting that there was no mention of their presence still. The local time read 7:45am.

His eyes soon wandered over to the helm console where Taylo was currently sitting with the chair reclined back. Eriras sat cradled in his lap as she slept soundly while resting her muzzle against her mate's shoulder. She was actually snoring softly. The kyree padded toward the work station as Taylo looked back over his shoulder.

"Long night?" Kano asked with a whisper, making sure not to wake Eriras.

"Indeed," Taylo replied softly. The kyree thought he caught an undertone in the engineer's statement, but elected not to pursue his hunch. He noticed that Eriras's tail was curled around her mate's leg as she shifted her position slightly. She looked quite tired; it would be a shame to wake her.

"Anything happening outside?" Kano continued, making sure to keep his voice low.

"I'm afraid not much. Just a few police vehicles and several Pave Hawks from the local Air Force reserve garrison. Some F-22 Raptors are patrolling above with a handful of F-15Es accompanying."

"Ah... well I suppose we'll have to wait a little longer," the kyree responded. They had to delay for the right conditions before proceeding further with the current plan.

Kano eyed the pair for a moment while he took a sip of his coffee. "Go ahead and call it a night. I'll take over here," he added.

Sleep seemed like an especially good idea to Taylo since he had been awake for roughly 24 hours at that point. "I think I'll take you up on that offer Kano," the kenseng replied after a slight pause. "Sorry for stealing your chair." The engineer turned his attention to the sleeping furball in his lap. "I think I should follow her lead." With those words, Taylo carefully stood up with a grunt as he continued to cradle Eriras in his arms.

"Oh it's no problem," Kano spoke with a chuckle. "Now get out of here."

At that moment, Eriras awoke and turned to look at her mate. "Time for bed?" she asked quietly, still trying to shake the sleep from her eyes. Taylo nodded in response while she seemed to realize he was holding her. "Oh you don't have to carry me. I can walk," she added more coherently. Gently, he placed her down to stand alongside his figure with a slight stagger.

Both kenseng said goodnight to Kano before they made their way aft for some much needed sleep, leaving the kyree alone on the bridge with his thoughts. With a labored sigh, the helmsman plopped down into his chair and propped his paws up on the dash.

Kano had awakened on his own roughly 15 minutes prior. Riyla was still dozing peacefully alongside him as he made every effort to slip out of bed without disturbing her. After a quick trip by the mess hall for some much needed coffee, he now found himself on the bridge.

It was just then that an odd scent hit his nose. The kyree cocked his head to the side in puzzlement and took another deep whiff...definitely an unusual smell. It was then that realization played across his face. Suddenly it made sense why Eriras was so exhausted. They had been quite busy last night. Kano couldn't help but smirk to himself while he watched the screens floating across the helm dash that displayed the various helicopters, aircraft, and ground personnel around the vicinity of Arastos.

"I suppose there wasn't much else to do," he thought, just as the miniature hologram of Lumina materialized along the console dash next to his paws.

"Morning sleepy head," she said with a grin. "Did we sleep well?"

"Actually, not really," he replied, sighing deeply. "I guess there are too many things to worry about at the moment for me to sleep soundly." The crimson-furred kyree suddenly fixed the hologram with a knowing glare. "I don't suppose you could fill me in to what happened on the bridge prior to my arrival?"

"I have no comment to offer regarding that."

"Ha... that only confirms my suspicions," he chuckled in response. "I'll drop it though... it is none of my business."

"As well you should," the construct replied tartly. "Anyway, since I have your attention, let me fill you in on what happened last night."

The A.I. launched into a lengthy discourse of the night's happenings as Kano continued to sip his coffee and rub the sleep from his eyes. The kyree almost spit out said coffee in laughter after watching the replay of the mower incident. The look on the human's face upon seeing the ship for the first time was absolutely hilarious to him.

So the government was aware of their existence at least on some level, but the general populace was still in the dark. Surely that had to change soon, since Arastos didn't exactly blend in with the surroundings very well. All they needed was for someone to tip the first domino, setting about a chain of events that would spread like wildfire...

As it so happened, such a person was not too far away at that very moment. Cruising along roughly a thousand feet in the air was a news helicopter belonging to one of the local networks. Half an hour ago, the aircraft had been dispatched to provide aerial coverage of a nasty car wreck, which had occurred on interstate 95 during morning rush hour. Now, having finished with the footage capture, the pilot and news reporter were on their way back to the airport.

Currently the helicopter was heading due north, paralleling the coast. Just as the pilot was about to turn west for the airport, the reporter happened to look up out into the distance. A number of miles ahead of their location was KSC with the shuttle launch and landing facilities. The correspondent quickly swept his eyes across the landscape before returning his attention to a notepad in his lap. Wait a minute...

The reporter looked up again and strained his gaze toward the runway. There was an object sitting on the concrete, but they were just too far away for him to make out what it was. Something just felt wrong about what he was looking at. On a gut feeling, he turned to ask the pilot how long they could stay airborne; and upon getting an acceptable answer, persuaded him to move the aircraft closer to investigate. Discovery was still on the launch pad... so what was sitting on the runway?

The helicopter continued along its northern course as the reporter warmed up the camera pod housed under the cockpit. He may not have been able to see what the object was at their current distance, but the camera's telescopic zoom could fix that. Quickly he rotated the lens to point forward and began to zero in on the mysterious structure.

At first the picture was out of focus, but after a few adjustments, the visual feed became clear... very clear. For a second the correspondent had no idea what he was looking at... but whatever it was... it was HUGE!

"My God..." he breathed. The reporter could not believe what he was glimpsing.

And thus the kindling was lit. Now it was time for the fire to spread.

Kano's earliest warning came when Lumina spotted the helicopter approaching from the south. Swiftly, the construct brought up a visual feed revealing the aircraft. The display clearly showed the camera pod under the fuselage trained toward the starship while the human sitting in the copilot's seat was communicating with someone in quite the animated fashion.

"Now we're talking," Kanolos chuckled as he stroked the underside of his muzzle with a hand before taking another sip of his coffee.

Within 10 minutes, one of the broadcasts along the bulkhead changed to a breaking news visual. After a brief introduction, the feed changed over to the camera viewpoint from the helicopter that now hovered half a mile away from where Arastos had landed along the runway. The aircraft probably would've gotten closer had the military birds not interfered. It was interesting for Kano to view his starship from a third person perspective.

The dathchromium composite alloy of the hull was quite stunning to behold, glistening a brilliant metallic blue tinge in the morning sunlight. The camera suddenly focused in on the sub-ether engine nacelles while the reporters began to awkwardly comment on the spacecraft's characteristics, seemingly out of sorts as they tried to grasp what they were looking at. The time was now 8:11am.

Questions were soon asked. Was this some secret space vehicle that NASA had developed? Was NASA planning a rescue mission to the ISS? Why were armed police stationed around the parameter of the vessel?

Speculation continued as another news helicopter showed up on scene alongside the first. Soon a second station picked up the story... followed by a third, and then a fourth. The fire was spreading quickly.

It wasn't long after the local news organizations began running the story that the national channels started to get wind of the growing spectacle. CNN was the first to break the news as they patched into one of the local channel's visual feeds while the talking heads tried to make sense of matters to no avail.

Chaos started to build with conjecture running wild among the various experts. NASA soon issued a statement declaring that an investigation was underway to determine the origins of the mysterious craft, and that the ship was by no means developed or constructed by the agency.

This only succeeded in inducing further confusion when the speculation quickly shifted to where the ship had come from. Was it alien... maybe from another country? Perhaps it might even be responsible for the destruction of the ISS. By this point all national news networks were running the story, just when international channels started to pick up the information. The fire was now a raging inferno, spreading wildly across the globe.

No less than six news helicopters now hovered half a mile away from Arastos with more on the way. At the same time, a KSC crew arrived at the viewing platform which was used during shuttle landings. With great haste, the personnel set about positioning an array of cameras along the runway parameter. Once this was accomplished, a video feed was patched over to Houston Control along with NASA's local TV channel, showing the spacecraft in real-time. The time was now 8:46am.

Quickly the local and national news channels picked up NASA's ground video feed of the spacecraft while the vessel continued to sit unmoving on top of the runway surface. It was noted immediately that the ship appeared to be a military vessel, since various armaments protruded out from the hull menacingly. The most distinguishable aspect of the hull was a rather large gun that sat nestled under the bow and jutted out forward from the superstructure.

This realization brought on a new wave of questions. Was the ship dangerous... hostile? NASA seemed to think so as evidenced by the armed personnel situated around the parameter along with the military hardware that was present in the airspace above.

The conjecture and speculation continued while all eyes focused on the hot concrete surface of an otherwise mainly forgotten runway in Cape Canaveral, Florida.

The stage was now set.

Kanolos was no longer alone on the bridge. Looking just as unkempt and ruffled as her mate, Riyla now stood alongside him as they both watched the chaos unfold across the various news broadcasts displayed. The captain took a sip of her strong black coffee and shuddered briefly while she struggled to wake up.

"I knew it would happen quickly," the black-furred kyree began. "But I had no idea it would spread this fast; and I never knew just how much confusion would result."

It was odd to look at their ship from an external perspective... she really did look intimidating to the outside observer. Neither of them had taken into account the armaments of Arastos giving off a bad vibe as the topics of discussion seemed to dwell on that very fact. The crumpled lawn mower didn't help matters either. Nevertheless, it was time to proceed on to the next step of their plan, which was the release of the human ISS crew.

As if on cue, the bridge door swished open with Keith quickly crossing the threshold to stand regarding his new friends with a warm smile. The astronaut held a cup of coffee while he made his way over to where they were watching the broadcasts. The human liked his coffee black and strong just like Riyla, which drove Kano crazy. Was he the only individual who couldn't stomach the stuff without sweeteners?!

The captain turned to look at Keith with an expression of unease. "You still feeling up to this?" she asked with genuine concern.

The crew of Arastos was placing a lot of weight squarely on his shoulders since they had to depend on him to carry out their strategy. It didn't seem fair to burden their new friend so heavily, but there was no alternative now. Thankfully, he understood their bind and welcomed the challenge.

"Ready as I'll ever be," the astronaut replied with confidence. "I'm used to being thrown out into the limelight. You don't need to worry about me."

"Well ok then...," Riyla added with a smile. "...Mr. Ambassador. Try not to piss off the locals." They all had a good laugh at that.

Soon it was time. Hastily, Keith finished his coffee before the human ventured back down to the airlock containing the ISS crew. It was time for them to depart the ship... and they were ever so happy to do so.

With the help of Keith, the human hologram of Lumina led the crew out of the airlock, down the main corridor of the ship, into a turbolift that carried them down to the bottom deck of Arastos, and eventually out into a cargo space. Here, among the various containers stored against the bulkheads, a yellow square outline was framed across the decking in the center of the hold with a console positioned nearby.

This turned out to be the main cargo lift for the ship where containers were loaded and offloaded. The humans tensed up briefly as a sudden mechanical hiss resounded across the space. A seam appeared around the yellow outline of the decking while a small section of the hull began to descend downward, causing light to flood up through the widening gap into the relative darkness of the hold.

Meanwhile outside, all speculation stopped as something began to happen. To the cameras positioned along the runway length, a small portion of the bottom hull slowly detached from the superstructure and began to descend down toward the concrete beneath. The square section appeared to be supported on each of the four corners by extensions that kept the part attached to the ship above.

After a few moments, the hull section contacted the runway surface with an audible thump. Quickly thereafter, small plates unfolded outward on each corner to provide a ramp up from the concrete onto the platform surface. No one watching the event unfold was prepared for what happened next.

The air between the before mentioned extended section and the now empty portion of the hull began to shimmer ever so slightly. Awkwardly, the atmosphere seemed to skew and distort while something appeared to be charging. All those situated around the vessel tensed up, guns suddenly pointed nervously toward the craft.

A sharp crack abruptly sounded from the ship, causing everyone to flinch. The space between the vessel and the extended hull section became enveloped in a transparent blue column of energy that started to hum softly in the morning air. Everyone waited for something sinister to happen, but nothing more transpired. The spacecraft continued to sit on the runway; however, now with what appeared to be some sort of gravity lift.

For the ISS crew located in the ship's cargo hold, the gravity lift was no less impressive to behold. The decking surrounded by the yellow outline had detached fully from the floor and disappeared below. In its place, a column of translucent blue energy now existed, which extended from the ceiling of the hold to flow through the square gap in the floor.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen," the human hologram of Lumina began. "Here is your ride out of here. Just step into the lift and I will send you on your merry way."

No one so much as budged. There was no way any of them were going to walk over to the hole in the floor only to fall to their death. What was this construct thinking?

The A.I. noticed everyone's hesitation in addition to their looks of resentment. "I promise that this is completely safe," she added with scorn. "It would not benefit us at all to suddenly drop the ISS crew dead onto the runway below." Her voice took on a mocking tone. "Oh... sorry Earth... here we came to save your astronauts only to throw them out of the ship into crumpled heaps. Ah well... hope you don't mind." Lumina was beginning to lose her patience after babysitting the humans all night long. Her words were blunt, but they got the point across.

Keith decided he would take the lead. "Trust me, I've talked with them all night long," he spoke wearily to the others. "We probably have to worry more about our fellow humans below. They might decide to just shoot us in fear when we step off the ship."

Still no one made a move toward the lift. With a sigh of exasperation, Keith walked over to the hole in the floor. The human placed full trust in his new friends and without hesitation, stepped off the decking into the blue tinged energy field.

It was quite shocking to observe for the first time as his feet seemed to hover in midair exactly level with the surface of the deck. The astronaut turned to regard his counterparts who gazed at him with varying degrees of astonishment. He was just floating there... with nothing supporting his weight whatsoever.

"Now come on," Keith continued. "Let's go home."

That seemed to convince the others. Carefully they walked over to stand alongside him, each nervously moving onto the platform with a wary step.

"Be careful Keith," Lumina spoke after all of the humans were situated on the gravity lift. "We'll see you in two days."

"I will," he responded with a warm smile. "I'll do my best... to introduce your kind to humanity."

The construct mirrored his smile, while the ISS crew slowly began to sink below the threshold of the floor. Within a brief moment, the group was gone as they floated down to the surface below.

Now matters were completely in Keith's hands.

Things had begun to settle down somewhat over the couple hours since the release of the ISS crew... relatively speaking.

The scene surrounding Cape Canaveral, Florida was nothing less than chaotic. News personnel swarmed the area, vying for an affordable location to setup shop. After much harassment, NASA finally had agreed to allow reporters near the shuttle landing runway.

Now the viewing area adjacent to the concrete was flooded with satellite vans and various equipment trucks while networks setup to begin covering the spectacle. The situation had taken quite the astonishing turn some hours earlier.

As the world watched, six humans had floated down from the mysterious ship to stand in the early morning sunlight, nervously eyeing the police forces surrounding the vessel. Things were tense for a few moments, until one of the officers had recognized the individuals as the supposed dead crew of the ISS. The information from Houston had been accurate after all.

Although the police had known about the transmission from the night prior, the news agencies had not. Amid the cheerful exclamations of the ISS crew's safe return, the speculation began anew as everyone tried to figure out just what had happened up in orbit.

For Kano, the situation he found himself in was drastically opposite of affairs outside the ship's hull. The kyree and the rest of the crew could do nothing but wait... for 48 hours to be precise. Matters were out of his control while Keith talked with government officials on their behalf. NASA had certainly wasted no time whisking the ISS crew and the alien's human ambassador to a secure building roughly a mile away. Hopefully they would allow Keith a return visit to Arastos after two days.

In the meantime, there was nothing to do. Kano had watched the news broadcasts, but after a while the networks started droning on about the same information over and over again. He couldn't stand to watch another second after a couple hours.

So Kano had decided for a nice hot bath. He could've just used the sonic shower, but the kyree wanted a relaxing soak to wash away his troubles. Riyla liked the idea of taking a soothing bath and had accompanied her mate back to their quarters. Both of them rarely used the large tub of their bathroom.

The clock sitting atop the nearby nightstand read 12:16pm local time as the two kyree entered their room. The large rectangular window along the outside bulkhead afforded them a nice view of the Florida landscape, which presented a stunning scene of marshy wetlands that surrounded the runway. Although it was quite sunny outside, the interior of the space was relatively dark since the window was designed to filter light and heat radiation... to prevent the crew from being cooked to a crisp if the ship passed too close to a star.

Kano quickly moved over to power on the sizeable visual display mounted to the one bulkhead opposite their bed. After flipping through several settings, the kyree eventually brought up CNN. He had no intention of watching the broadcast, but it was probably best to keep it going in the background... just in case.

Satisfied, Kano then turned to look at Riyla who stood bent over digging in a drawer for clothing. Her rear was pointed toward him with her fluffy black tail waving about. He couldn't help but picture that wonderful supple butt naked with said tail flagged high, beckoning him to mount. The male felt his sheath swell just a tad at the arousing thought.

"Do you want me to grab you a pair of clothes too?" Riyla asked while continuing to rummage through the dresser.

"Yes, please," Kano replied, still gazing at his mate's wonderful hindquarters. "You can have the bath first. I'll watch some television in the meantime."

"Aww... thanks, I don't deserve you."

His mate finally found clothing for the both of them. With a groan, the kyree straightened up and pushed the dresser drawer closed with her hip, hands gripping their change of apparel. Her fur was still matted and ruffled due to being unable to clean up since waking earlier in the day. In fact Kano's fur was no better off. Both of them were due for a good wash.

Riyla padded over to her mate and gave him his change of clothing. The captain suddenly grinned wickedly.

"How about we take a bath together?" she said throatily while gently tapping the tip of his black nose with a finger. "I might have trouble reaching some of those... hard to reach spots."

With that, the female kyree sauntered toward the bathroom door, swaying her hips seductively. Kano for his part could only eye her black tail as it disappeared into the other room. Suddenly, he snapped out of his daze with a shake of the head and moved to follow his mate. She sure had a way to cast a spell on him.

Kano swiftly entered the bathroom to find Riyla bent over again, this time while she was adding soap to the rapidly filling bathtub. Her tail was flagged high as the kyree's hips shifted slightly. What he couldn't see was her sly grin. With a smirk of his own, Kano quickly padded over to stand behind her.

Riyla suddenly gasped as she felt her mate press his body up against her hindquarters, wrapping his hands around her waist in a canine mounting stance. Slowly the male thrust against her in a playful manner while she continued to prepare their bath... albeit with some difficulty. She could feel Kano's hardening malehood pressing against her supple butt through the fabric of her clothing as he humped, clouding her awareness with lust.

"Oh... not so fast" she cooed after a few moments, finally finished with filling the tub. "First I need to clean up."

Kano whined in annoyance as his mate turned to push him away with a heavy hand to the chest. Oh, did she ever enjoy teasing him. This fact was certainly punctuated by the wicked smirk Riyla wore while her hands reached down to begin disrobing.

The female kyree suddenly stopped with said hands grasping the bottom hem of her shirt. She then cocked her head to the side with an accusing glare.

"Aren't you going to give me some privacy?" she asked, still clutching her shirt with both hands. That mischievous grin never left her expression while the kyree remained frozen in place. Now Riyla was just being cruel.

Kano quickly smirked in response to her request. "So that is how she wants to play," he mused. "Well, I'll play along." Swiftly the male kyree turned away from his mate to fold his arms across the chest and stare intently at the nearby bulkhead. It would seem he needed to work for his reward.

The sound of clothing rustling around resounded behind Kano, soon followed by a feminine sigh of pleasure as Riyla entered the soapy water of the bathtub.

"Alright stud," she finally said. "You can turn around now."

Kano pivoted about to catch sight of his mate's wolfish golden eyes regarding him just above the soapy foam around the brim of the tub, while the rest of her figure remained concealed beneath the surface. The bathtub of their washroom was rather big, and could easily fit four furs... although at the cost of personal space and comfort. However, the two kyree could soak together comfortably within its confines. The fleet treated their captains quite well when it came to personal comfort aboard an Axis starship.

"Well... what are you waiting for?" Riyla asked with a hint of mirth. A finger quickly poked out of the soap film and beckoned Kanolos to accompany her. "Would you please join me... your fur is in need of a good wash."

"Aye captain," the male replied while grinning playfully. Unlike Riyla, he had no notions of feigned modestly as evidenced by just how quickly he did away with his clothing. Without much delay, Kano soon stood completely nude before his mate, his apparel now haphazardly tossed aside in a pile along the bulkhead.

Riyla always loved her mate's naked splendor. Kano's fur coat was quite unique with a deep crimson red tinge that flowed across the kyree's figure, interrupted by a patch of creamy-white fur across his chest and stomach similar to the pattern seen in a fox. His canine malehood protruded fully from the male's sheath in his arousal, pulsing slighting in tune to his quickening heartbeat.

He caught sight of her surveying his nude figure and promptly struck a superman pose, cheesy smile and all.

"Oh you are such a vain little fur," Riyla chuckled from the tub.

"I try," the male replied, still grinning as he then sauntered over toward the bathtub.

Carefully, Kano placed a paw up over the brim into the soothing hot water, soon followed by the other. Uttering a deep sigh of content, the kyree sunk fully into the tub opposite his mate with an expression of pure bliss. He had no idea just how relaxing the experience would be as the heat worked to unwind tense muscles long overstressed from events of the past day.

"I didn't realize just how much I needed to relax," Riyla spoke from the other side of the soapy water, while she rested her head back against the surface of the bathtub. "The past day has just been completely insane."

"No doubt," her mate replied, leaning back to mimic Riyla as he sunk slightly deeper into the soothing water. "At least now we can take a breath while Keith plays his part."

Riyla only hummed in response as she closed her eyes and allowed the heat to envelope her awareness. The tub was kept at a constant temperature, allowing both kyree to enjoy their bath without the worry of becoming cold after soaking for too long.

Abruptly, the captain felt the water disturb with the motion of Kano as he slowly slid his body around the brim of the bathtub. After a moment, the crimson-furred kyree was snuggled up closely next to Riyla. Carefully he worked his arm around the small of her back while she leaned her head gently against the fur of his shoulder. For a few wonderful moments they simple relished the heat of the bath and the closeness of their mate.

Things could not be any more perfect at that very moment... or could they?

"Now how about we give you a nice scrubbing," Kano teased suddenly. Gently, he maneuvered Riyla to sit on his lap while he continued to rest his back against the side of the tub. His mate giggled playfully as Kanolos wrapped his hands around her slender stomach. "And I know just where to start."

At that, the male's hands slowly slid up Riyla's black stomach fur to gently cup her two modest breasts beneath the surface of the water. He was quickly rewarded with a soft murr of pleasure from the kyree in his lap. Slowly Kano began to caress the supple furry orbs, running his fingers across the soft black fur as Riyla started to squirm to his touch.

"Oh... I think those... mmph... are clean already," the black-furred kyree stammered.

"Not quite," was Kano's simple reply. The male continued to slowly glide his hands around her chest, making sure to massage his digits over every inch of wet fur. "I think these two spots in particular need the most attention," he added, punctuating his words by lightly pinching her two petite nipples between his fingers.

Riyla gasped sharply at the sudden assault as she felt the tender pink flesh harden to his touch. Kano certainly wasn't wasting any time. His rock hard malehood rubbed up along the small of her back while he continued to torture her so wonderfully, heightening her arousal as she anticipated having that splendid cock of his buried deep within her folds.

Galvanized by his mate's reaction, Kano redoubled his assault. The male again moved to fondle her wonderful orbs, making sure to grind his palms across the abused flesh of her nipples. All the while, Riyla continued to wriggle and squirm to his tender touch while the female kyree started to pant with her increasing arousal.

After a few more moments, Kano elected to shift his focus to his mate's true treasure. The male suddenly released his hold on one of Riyla's abused breasts and allowed his hand to roam downward. He only had his sense of touch to guide him since both of their figures were still concealed almost fully beneath the soapy water.

Slowly his fingers wandered across her stomach, tracing a circle around her navel to the sound of Riyla's giggling, before continuing further south to the real prize. Finally Kano felt his digits glance across supple flesh as the soft black fur gave way to the slightly puckered lips of her wonderful sex.

The male felt his mate spread her legs further apart as he began to slowly trace his fingers across the outer pedals of her flower, eliciting a deep murr of pleasure from the kyree in his lap. Kano smirked wickedly while he moved to massage the fur surrounding Riyla's treasure, making sure not to caress her needing sex.

"Mmph... stop teasing me Kano," the captain whined with annoyance, feeling his fingers so tantalizingly close to her heated lips, while his other hand continued to torture her breast.

"Turnabout is fair play," the male chuckled beneath her.

"Well then... oh... I'm not the only one... huh... that needs to get clean."

With those words Riyla swiftly removed herself from Kano's lap as the water sloshed about within the tub. While he cocked his head to the side in puzzlement, she turned to look at her mate with a mischievous smirk before sliding up on top of his body again, although this time on her stomach until she was straddling his thighs. Her golden eyes sparkled with lust as Riyla reached down under the soapy water to trace a finger lightly against the crimson flesh of Kano's throbbing member.

The male kyree's sudden whine of pleasure was interrupted by Riyla quickly leaning over to lock in a passionate kiss with her mate. Together their tongues wrestled with one another, fighting for dominance while she slowly stroked her hand across his malehood.

Kano tensed up suddenly, feeling her hand move to grasp his pulsing cock just beneath the forming knot. Riyla's tongue gained the upper hand as he groaned into their kiss. She knew just how to pleasure her mate.

The warmth of the water only heightened the male's ecstasy while her skillful hand continued to pump along the sensitive base of his erection, grinding forcefully up against the underside of his knot with each upward stroke. Kano felt his peak fast approaching... the pleasure building and threatening to spill over.

Riyla gave his throbbing shaft another powerful caress, pushing the male to the very edge of his peak. Kano felt his balls tighten as he screwed his eyes shut, on the verge of a wonderful release... Just... one... more... stroke...

But nothing happened.

In a panic he opened his eyes to see that Riyla had disengaged from their kiss and had moved away from his figure, leaving his malehood to pulse desperately on the brink of release. The male kyree's eyes darted about, trying to find a reason for this rude interruption as he panted heavily in a dizzy state of mind.

"Why... did you stop?" Kano stammered, his surprise turning quickly to anguish.

"I can't stand this anymore," Riyla responded while she panted with an overwhelming desire to mate. "I need you to mount me... and fill my aching sex with that wonderful cock of yours. Screw this bathtub nonsense."

As she spoke, the black-furred kyree reached down to the bottom of the tub. With a tug she quickly removed the drain plug while Kano looked on in curiosity. With the water beginning to drain, she quickly stood, affording her mate a wonderful view of her naked splendor that his hands had intimately explored a few moments ago.

Riyla then reached over to grasp the nearby towel that had been hanging up within arm's reach of the tub. With a flick of her hand, the cloth was unfolded while she moved to begin drying her fur hastily. Abruptly, two masculine hands came from behind to grasp said towel.

"Let me help," Kano breathed as he moved to stand just behind his mate, having recovered quickly from his earlier surprise.

Slowly the male kyree worked the water absorbent cloth across the top of his mate's head as her pointy ears flattened with her contented sigh. Kano set about his task with fervor, making sure to dry her soft black fur as best he could with his mind clouded in desire.

The towel worked its way across her head, gently massaging her fur around the neck, then down and out across her arms. Soon Kano shifted back to dry her chest, making sure to softly rub over her supple breasts, before moving down to the black fur of her flat stomach. The towel made its way around the curves of Riyla's back, eventually ending up across her waist as he continued his task.

The male kyree carefully massaged around her thighs before bringing the cloth back to gently stroke across her heated sex to the sound of Riyla's tormented whining above. Kano couldn't help but note just how aroused she was as her blushed lips were slightly parted with her heavenly scent infusing the surrounding air. He felt his rock hard erection pulse powerfully with a bit of precum appearing at the tapered tip.

Not to prolong matters any, Kano set about moving the towel down each of Riyla's legs as she stood wobbly above him. Once satisfied with his work, the male kyree then moved to his mate's tail.

With careful attention, he started at the base of the furry appendage, making sure to use a gentle touch as the male slowly slid the towel across the damp black fur toward the tip. Upon reaching the end of her tail, Kano then moved back toward the base to repeat the process. After several passes, Riyla's fur was dry to the point of satisfaction, albeit not completely.

With a sigh of approval, Kano stood upright behind his mate. At that same moment, Riyla turned to look at him with an expression of pure affection... and outright craving... but that would have to wait. She quickly noticed that he was still soaking wet, with the male's red fur hanging heavily from his body while water dripped from his limbs.

Wordlessly, Riyla took possession of the towel and set about drying her mate just like he had done. Kano anxiously watched her work the cloth across his figure, struggling to contain his overwhelming desire to push his mate to the floor and mount her right there and then.

Soon the towel reached Kano's groin. The male growled playfully as Riyla set about massaging around his inner thighs. She then suddenly wrapped the cloth around his aching malehood, causing him to buck involuntarily at the abrupt feeling. Kano quickly looked down at his mate with concern only to see her grinning back at his disheveled state of mind.

Still a quiet hung in the air, save for the whimpering and groaning of Kano while the female kyree continued drying her mate. After finishing with his body, Riyla then moved on to his multicolored tail. Applying the same technique, she moved from the crimson-red fur at the base to the black tip until after a few passes, the appendage was acceptably dry. Her job done, Riyla moved to stand upright.

For a brief moment the two kyree stood regarding one another in the stillness of the bathroom, golden wolfish eyes glazed over with the need to fulfill their baser urge to mate. With a casual flick of her wrist, the captain discarded the now damp towel to the side.

The act was comparable to someone firing the starting gun at a marathon race.

The kyree's bodies came together like two opposite sides of a magnet, muzzles locked in a lustful kiss while hands roamed all across their partner's figure.

Kano quickly let a hand wander down the curves of his mate's body to arrive at the slightly swollen lips of her sex. Without pause, he started to rub his fingers across the outer folds gently, causing Riyla to murr into their impassioned kiss. Soon the male inserted a finger into her needing lips, followed by a second while he began to thrust the digits to simulate male penetration. Not to be outdone, she swiftly wormed her own hand down to firmly grasp the base of his canine erection.

Both kyree murred and trembled at the intensity of their partner's caress as their tongues continued to explore every facet of each other's muzzles. Soon however, Riyla couldn't take the torture any more. With a strained whine, she disengaged from their embrace to eye Kano with utter feral desire.

"Come with me," she spoke throatily, turning to walk through the doorway leading to their bedroom. Kano simply followed her lead wordlessly.

Upon entering the bedroom, Riyla moved to the foot of the bed and without pause, crawled up on all fours onto the sheets. The black-furred kyree then flagged her tail high, revealing her heated sex that begged to be filled by her mate's throbbing malehood. Without a word, she looked back over her shoulder toward Kano with muzzle ajar as she panted lightly. The male couldn't have stopped himself if he had tried with his goal now in sight.

Following his mate's lead, Kanolos quickly climbed on to the bed before moving to kneel just behind her figure. Slowly he leaned down until his nose was just a few inches from her aching sex. The male kyree slightly opened his muzzle and gently lapped his tongue across her blushed outer lips, asking permission from Riyla to proceed. In response, she spread her legs further apart while her fluffy black tail remained flagged high, granting Kano consent to mount.

It was all the invitation he needed. The male slowly slid forward as he reached down to point his throbbing erection toward her waiting folds. The tapered tip of his malehood soon came to rest between her outer lips until Kano suddenly thrust forward steadily, burying his cock so perfectly within Riyla's aching sex.

Both kyree groaned in harmony as Kano's hips grinded up against his mate's supple hindquarters. For Riyla, the sensation of being so wonderfully filled by his throbbing canine erection was always incredible. Thankfully, the male paused for a brief moment, allowing her to get used to his sudden intrusion.

Gradually, Kano withdrew from her heated sex, until only the tapered tip of his cock was still buried within his mate before thrusting forward again, causing Riyla to yip as her folds were parted so perfectly. With a sigh of content, the male kyree leaned down to cup his mate's supple breasts with both hands as he started to build his humping rhythm. It felt just utterly right to be coupled with Riyla, passionately thrusting against her rump as they mated. Her sex gripped his cock like a vise, pulling and sucking on the tender flesh with each stroke so tightly that it drove him insane.

Riyla whined softly as her breasts were massaged oh so lovingly. Oh did Kano know just how to pleasure his mate. His canine erection spread her wonderfully wide with each powerful plunge, grinding across her inner sex cruelly while Kano huffed and grunted above her. The male's furry balls continuously slapped up against her sensitive clit, overwhelming the black-furred kyree with sharp bursts of fiery intensity that washed across her consciousness.

Kano reveled in the sensuous overload he was experiencing. He enjoyed watching Riyla's figure jolt forward with each forceful thrust, just as the male's hips slapped up against her supple rear. It filled him full of vigor to see the commanding kyree that was his captain reduced to a whimpering, writhing fur beneath his body that was his mate... and his lover.

Quickly, the male's knot began to swell as the slurping and sucking sounds intensified along with the couple's passionate whining and grunting. Riyla felt the bulge begin to smack up against her abused outer lips with each plunge, begging to gain entry into her sex and lock the two kyree together. With a huff, she started to push her hips backward to meet Kano's forward thrust as his knot rhythmically slammed harder against her heated folds.

The male felt his mate begin to push back against his thrusting, trying desperately to lodge his expanding knot within her. Nothing else mattered to him except tying with Riyla as Kano released his hold of her tortured breasts. Straightening his posture somewhat, he wrapped his hands around her slender waist and strengthened his plunges against her hindquarters. His tongue lolled out sideways in the male's growing exertion while his cock became a red blur of motion.

With a groan, Kano rammed his hips powerfully against Riyla's rear, momentarily lifting her legs off the bed sheets as his knot slammed savagely against her tormented lips one final time, before popping inside.

Riyla uttered a sharp bark at the abrupt feeling of her folds being forced further apart while the bulge quickly inflated more, locking the couple together. Her arms suddenly gave out as her head collapsed sideways onto the sheets below in the kyree's overwhelmed state of mind. She could barely register Kano's increased pace while he began to wildly thrust against her rump as much as his knotted malehood would allow.

It was proving too much for the captain as her peak quickly approached while she groaned louder into the sheets. Faster her mate pounded his malehood inside her tormented sex, scraping the tapered tip deeply across her inner folds. She could feel the heat building... threatening to overwhelm her awareness.

It happened sooner than she expected. With a particularly forceful thrust, Kano drove his canine erection as deeply within his mate as possible while grinding powerfully against her rump, sending Riyla careening over the edge.

The female kyree screwed her eyes shut and whined noisily into the bed sheets as the pleasure boiled over. Her figure shuddered fiercely as fiery waves of ecstasy rolled across her consciousness, seemingly setting her body afire. Riyla's sex swiftly clamped down around Kano's invading malehood, imploring the male to release his seed.

Kano groaned as he felt Riyla shudder beneath his figure while her folds quivered around his cock powerfully. He tried to hold out as long as possible, but in the end it was a losing battle. The male gave one last quick thrust of his hips as he buried his member to the hilt within her abused sex. Flagging his tail high, he leaned his head back while his balls tightened and tried to howl, but could only produce a pitiful whimper.

The male's tapered cock pulsed strongly before spurting thick creamy ropes of cum along the inside of Riyla's tortured folds while she whined loudly at the wonderful sensation. The pleasure overwhelmed his awareness as he held his tail high and relished the heat of the moment. Kano continued to grind his hips against her trembling hindquarters, heightening both kyree's climaxes as his malehood shot wave after wave of his seed within his mate. The surroundings seemed to fade away while the couple enjoyed finally reaching their splendid release in the quiet of the bedroom.

After several breathtaking moments, Kano came down from his high as his tail went slack and the male relaxed his hold of Riyla's waist. He panted laboriously as the fox-furred kyree carefully lowered the both of them down sideways onto the bed. They soon settled into a spooning position with Kano snuggled up behind his mate. She too panted heavily in exhaustion as her tongue lolled out sideways from her muzzle, trying to catch her breath.

Neither spoke a word as the two kyree basked in the warmth of a glorious afterglow, enjoying also the intimacy of their mate against the soft sheets of the bed.

Kano soon broke the silence after several minutes. "I don't want to be anywhere but right here next to you," he spoke softly, reaching up to gently stroke a hand across the black fur between her pointy ears to his mate's content murr of pleasure. His other hand reached around from behind her figure to rub across her smooth stomach.

"I love you," Riyla replied while placing her hand on top of his against her stomach fur, in a familiar gesture they both had come to enjoy after mating.

"I love you too... always and forever."

Carefully, Kano reached over to slide a pillow under his head, knowing that neither of them were going anywhere with his knotted erection locking them together. Riyla quickly did the same as she continued murring softly to his loving touch across her stomach.

Soon, she rapidly felt sleep overcoming her awareness. With a sigh, the female kyree allowed herself to be carried off into her dreams, settling into a deep slumber that had eluded the captain the night prior. Kano promptly followed his mate, finally able to relax fully after the stressful events that had transpired.

Both kyree slept peacefully in the silence of their quarters, unconcerned for the moment of the growing chaos that was unfolding just outside the ship.