48 hour Lust

Your body hummed with need, pheromones pumped into the air into your blood. The heavy thudding of your twin hearts countering one another. The stamina of your kind was likely to be tested in the coming days.

Insatiable need building in your loins as you remain on all fours back arched ass raised. Your body welcoming all comers.

The males of your kind were born for sexual pleasure, and you have set off every biological trigger toward that purpose. Your mouth secreting a sweet tasting cocktail of aphrodisiacs and stimulants.

Two of the crew nominated by the captain stepped forward to be the first on the Merit list. Rewards earned through service... and your body was the reward. But who would get you first?

Amy Turell ships pilot or

Rynard Von the chief mechanic.

Or a crew wide gangbang.