Chapter 35
Epilogue
Hannah
Six months later.
I look up from my laptop and decide that’s enough for my report for now.
The final disposition was called this morning for the Xeno-porn ring Tumva and I have been working on for so long.
Grax and his three human partners have all been found guilty of producing and distributing pornography.
They have all been fined and detained. Grax is in an Ucfeni prison in Orna, and the three humans have been shipped off to the nearest Allico colony for their imprisonment.
Their citizenship has been revoked and they will never be allowed back into Orna again.
I remember how daunting it was when Tumva and I arrested Grax and his crew.
My first big arrest. I’ve arrested loads of Ucfeni, and humans, since of course.
But this was a big case and through them we took so many other distributers down.
I did most of the leg work myself, since Tumva was elevated to the position of Elite Guard.
I smile, proud of him. I can tell this recognition means a lot to him.
Wearing the Bronze armour of the Elite Guard is a massive honour and he polishes his armour every night.
After he told me how he grew up on the streets as an orphan and got himself onto the force, I thought that was impressive.
Seeing him battle through adversity and become a Palace Guard is his version of a Cinderella story.
Only I guess I’m his prince charming? And instead of him slipping on a glass slipper, he slips into me on a nightly basis.
I hear the sound of the front door opening and smile.
He’s home. I’m still smirking at my own dirty joke when I close my laptop and head downstairs.
Our new ‘nest’ in the Palace is made of the same yellow stone as everything else, but it’s expertly polished and we have top end appliances in here.
It’s a three tier apartment built into the barracks, but it’s been upgraded to have a human shower cubicle in the corner of the hygiene level, a massive bowl of soft pillows for a bed which is comfier for the both of us to snuggle together, and of course, the living area is larger.
I’ve set up a desk and work area to the right so I can write up my reports at home without encroaching on where Tumva trains with his combat dummy.
The kitchen area has a round metal table for me to eat at, thank God, and plenty of cupboard space to allow more variety to my diet.
All these human perks are all thanks to my sister and the Royal prince that would do anything to please her.
Billie seems to enjoy providing for me, for a change, and as weird as that is for me?
I’m happy about this dynamic change. All I’ve ever wanted is for her to be happy and respected.
I am thrilled that she is both. Sure, the first time I saw Izule kiss her I wanted to punch him.
She will always be my baby sister, after all.
It annoys me that he calls her bumblebee, because that was my name for her…
but then she calls him her mountain so…it’s their ‘thing’ now.
Billie is happy and thriving as Allico Inc’s communications manager.
And, as she likes to tell me often, a Princess.
Billie Blac. A Princess on an alien planet.
It’s as brilliant as it is bonkers. I love it. She deserves it all.
I walk down the spiral staircase to see Tumva in all his glory.
Like my gallant knight returned from battle.
His bronze armour has the Royal sigil in the middle of his breastplate.
Chain mail covers his abdomen and connects to a thick belt and wrap around skirt.
His wrist bracers have a few scuffs on, and he’s holding his helmet when I meet him in the kitchen.
Tumva places it on the kitchen counter and opens his arms in time for me to reach up on my tiptoes for a kiss.
“Welcome home Elite Guard Tumva.” He ululates with approval, and need, and sweeps me up into his arms.
“I am glad to be home, Officer Blac.” He uses the end of his tail to hit the door control to shut and lock the door.
I relax into his arms as he holds me as a bride and I playfully sway my feet back and forth.
“Have you been home long?” He glances up and down my body and notes my sleeping shorts and baggy shirt.
“An hour.” He raises a brow and nods to my attire. “I like to be comfortable.” I shrug. “I’ve just finished writing the last report on the Grax case. So I am free for the rest of the evening.”
“Free for what?” He lowers me to my feet on the bottom step of the stairs and I race up up the spire. I run up the spiral staircase and he winds around it and as he always does, he beats me to the top. Tumva grins and is about to rub in that I never win, when I decide to play dirty.
Off goes my sleeping shirt. Down drops his lower jaw.
One thing that has developed as Tumva and I have explored each other, thoroughly I might add, is his enjoyment of my breasts.
Or rather, how he makes me feel when he puts his mouth on me.
Either way, it’s hot as hell and my nipples are hardening already with anticipation.
“Oh, this and that.” I giggle as his hands hurry to unbuckle and remove his armour as quickly and as carefully as he could.
I chuckle and shove my sleeping shorts down and pose with my hands on my hips as I wait for him to finish undressing.
My long hair is dishevelled from undressing and I smirk at him.
“How was work? Is the Captain still riding you hard?”
“He is not so brave to try, now I’m a permanent feature in the palace.
” Tumva sniggers and unwraps his bronze skirt.
Finally he’s undressed and I can take my fill of his lean and muscular body.
His so defined, even with glossy black scales covering him.
I have licked nearly every single one of his scales, but right now the ones that draw my eye the most are the ones parting at either side of his slit.
My mouth waters and I march with purpose over to him.
“Hannah?” I flash him a devilish grin and lower to my knees.
I brace my hands on his hips and lean forward to lick at his parted seam.
“Oh, I see.” Tumva ululates and tangles his fingers into my hair.
He holds my face close as he unsheathes his cock.
His slick length presses against my lips, and I need no more invitation.
I lick the underside of his dick, taking in the musky taste of him and every ridge.
Tumva is already quivering before I bring the tip of my tongue to the two slits in the end of his glans.
“Shuck me.” He groans and both hands hold the back of my head.
I let him bring my mouth down around him and swallow him all the way down.
“Hannah.” He hisses and watches me bobbing up and down on his thick member.
I grin around his girth at the feel of his tail-tip sliding up my inner thigh.
I grip his hips tightly as he slides his tail through my labia and into my pussy.
Fuck, I love it when he does this. It’s my second favourite part of Tumva to have inside of me.
He’s dextrous with his tail-tip and crooks it inside me, seeking out my G-pot.
He knows he’s found it when I whimper and start bucking my hips to ride his tail.
My hands move wantonly up and down his muscular torso as I gorge on his cock.
“A-ancestors. I need more.” He holds my shoulders and gently coaxes his length from my mouth.
My lips are passion swollen as he lifts my chin to kiss me.
I’m beyond horny now and climb my lover like a tree.
I giggle in victory as we drop to the bed of pillows and he surrounds me.
His tail weaves amongst the pillows and my hips are ensnared, only to be lifted up in offering.
I put my hands above my head and hungrily watch as he drags me, and my wet pussy, towards him.
“Oh fuck!” He rolls his hips and thrusts slowly, blissfully into me.
I feel deliciously full and love how it feels when he’s inside me.
All around me. It’s like there is no divide of where I end and he begins.
We are one mass of wanton need. A writhing mess of desire.
Worshipping one another all the way towards sweet release.
Tumva raises my hips higher and ploughs me firmly towards our shared destination.
I touch as much of my lover as I can. His beautiful face, his muscular chest, his thick biceps and his strong neck.
Fuck, he is the sexiest man alive and he is all mine.
“Tumva, I-I’m close.” My toes curl and I’m panting against his scaly lips.
It’s hardly any warning at all but it’s all the warning I had.
I taste colours as I come and he doesnt slow his pace at all.
Every ripple of pleasure that rocks through me is amplified with his continued efforts to sex addle my mind.
I’m almost too sensitive after I come down, but Tumva isn’t done with me yet.
Even as he stills for a moment, shuddering and coming with his forked tongue tasting his lips, it’s a short reprieve.
Ucfeni men can cum two or three times before they finish mating.
Tumva grins, wide and toothless, as he looks at me with fathomless black eyes filled to the brim with a promise of more. At least once more.
He kisses me and is frenzied as we continue our carnal entanglement.
Tumva gives a whole new understanding for the term ‘shagged out’.
Pillows fall out of the casing that contains our bed and the nest room is filled with the sound of our panting, skin and scales slapping, and his name spilling over and over from my lips.
Tuvma was not a novice anymore when it came to how to play my body for every sweet spot.
I grin at him, feeling his tail tip circle at my lower back.
I mentally track it’s journey, and he think’s he’s going to hide it’s trajectory by palming at my left breast to offer my hard dusky nipple for his mouth to sink onto.
He hungrily mouths and suckles me, also making my toes curl and fingers dig into his shoulders.
Tumva laves my breasts with attention as his tail-tip caresses it’s way over my pelvis, down the crease of my thigh, and locates it’s target.
“FUCK!” I feel him smirking against my breast as he continued to pump his cock into me in perfect sync with his tail circling my sensitive clit. “I can’t!”
“You will.” He rumbles and holds the back of my neck.
Cool air hits my moist breast briefly before he presses his chest to mine.
His kiss is dominating. He demands my second orgasm with everything that he does.
Tumva thrusts me over the edge, confident that he knows exactly how to milk me for every drop of pleasure, and damn, he’s right.
I tremble and cling to him as my second orgasm simmers over to drown me in bliss.
I moan and arch against him, eyes shut and smiling.
I feel his tail squeeze me, signalling he’s come again too and his mouth presses to my neck.
We’re both panting and exhausted, enjoying the after glow of amazing sex for a while before looking at one another.
“My beautiful Hannah.” He kisses me once, then licks at my cheeks.
“Did you enjoy ‘this and that’?” I snort with laughter at his joke and nod.
Not only has Tumva become a confident lover, he’s also lowered most of his guard around me now and attempts jokes.
“Twice.” I reply and he chuckles. I feel his tail moving around me in the mass of pillows and know he’s getting ready to disengage.
As per our routine we head down to the hygiene level to wash up before returning to bed.
I had dinner before he came home and Tumva isn’t due to eat for four more days, so we nest-down and snuggle.
We share some small talk about his patrol around the palace, mine on the middle tier of Orna now I’ve passed my sponsorship.
I’m a fully qualified officer now. My partner is now an Elite guard, so I’ll be reassigned a new partner at some point, but I’ve asked Ezid to hold off. For now, at least.
I am happy. I left Earth wanting to support my sister and her adventure.
Yes, I wanted a clean slate and some excitement of my own, but what I have found here on Thelia is so much better.
I have a real career now that gives me a challenge and satisfaction.
I have a best friend who I’m head over heals for.
My sister is madly in love and making her own way in the world.
We are still sisters, but now we support each other.
I’m a Peacekeeper and can provide for myself.
I’m not reliant on Tumva to provide for me, but I am enriched by his dedication and love.
I enjoy talking to him, but I also enjoy when we don’t talk.
Right now we’re cuddled together in bed and I’m staring into the bottomless depths of his gorgeous eyes.
My left hand is stroking his cheek and he is ululating like a happy tiger.
I’ll say it again. I am happy. Really happy.
Happier than I knew I could be. I completely lower my guard, at last, totally at peace with this man, and my heart pushes the truth from my lips.
“I love you.” I know I’ve said it when his eyes widen and he flings a hand up to hold my arm. As if worried I would flee in a panic.
“Hannah.” Tears bead at the corner of his eyes and his breathing becomes uneven.
“I love you too.” We kiss and it’s like fireworks are going off.
When we come up for air it feels like I’ve thrown away the last chain holding me back.
So has he. No matter what tomorrow brings, I’m going to kick it’s ass.
One, because I’ve never accepted defeat in my life.
Two, I’m the Death Striker’s Partner. We’re a team, and together I feel like we can do anything.