Forget Me Not by Shannon K. Butcher

inside of her.
    He stretched her further. Nerve endings she didn’t even know she had began firing, sparking along her spine at the speed of lightning. Colors blurred around her. Lights flickered behind her eyelids. Her body seemed like a foreign thing, experiencing sensations she’d never before known existed.
    His arm about her hips controlled the pace, forcing her to move against him more slowly than she would have chosen. She gripped his hard shoulders and held on, struggling to find enough air to keep her head from spinning.
    Another storm was building inside of her, growing faster than the last two. She didn’t know how he did it, but she didn’t have the breath to ask. She simply accepted it as part of him, reveling in the things that made him different from all the other men she’d ever known.
    Toren’s grip tightened. Quiet, musical words spilled over her skin in a rush of hot air. His whole body heated further, so hot his hair lifted away from his shoulders. The arm around her hips tightened, urging her to move faster. Intense pressure coiled within her. His size, his heat, the gliding pressure of each stroke—it all caused that pressure to build until she was sure it would tear her apart.
    Powerful words burst from him in a shout, and the sound of wind chimes filled her ears. Trembling power shot out through her limbs, bouncing back and redoubling. Lights consumed her vision and then went black as her climax overtook her.
    Adria hovered within pleasure, letting it cast her body about like a leaf on the wind. Heat exploded in liquid bursts deep inside of her as he came, tossing her even higher.
    The harsh sound of Toren’s rough cry of pleasure shimmered in the air. He surrounded her, holding her against him. Everywhere he touched his heat sank into her, easing her back to reality. The last trembling echoes of her orgasm quieted, leaving small aftershocks tumbling through her.
    Toren laid her back onto the couch, his erection still filling her, and his body a hot blanket over her.
    His gaze pinned her in place as he stared at her expectantly.
    “What?” she asked. “Am I supposed to say something?”
    “Did you feel that?” he asked.
    How could she not have? “Uh, yeah. Several times.”
    He frowned as if confused.
    Now she was starting to worry that she’d done something wrong. She had no idea what magical aliens expected out of their boinking partners. “Listen, Toren. You’re going to have to spell it out for me. If I was supposed to do something I didn’t, or did do something I shouldn’t have, you need—”
    “No. Nothing like that. You were perfect. Truly.” He smoothed her hair off her damp forehead. “I was merely imagining things.”

Chapter Five
    Toren’s mind was already playing tricks on him, and he’d only been here a few hours.
    There was no way she could have pulled magic from him—unless she’d done so unintentionally.
    Still, his reserves were lower than they’d been before. Something had weakened him during their joining, and the list of things that would have done so was short.
    He grudgingly pulled himself from her body and squeezed in next to her. Whoever had designed this couch had apparently never wanted to sleep beside a woman. There was simply no room.
    “How do you humans have children?” he asked.
    Her skin was flushed a pretty reddish color, which seemed to darken at his question. “Uh. The normal way?”
    “Normal for us is copulation combined with a merger of power meant for that purpose. You have no power, so how is it your species continues?”
    “Wow. Okay. This is definitely one of those things responsible adults would have talked about before doing what we just did.”
    “I have no power to travel through time. I am sorry.”
    She smiled as if he had made some joke before she said, “We just do the copulation part. Babies tend to happen unless we stop it.”
    “Stop it? How?”
    “Medicine, devices.”
    None of that made any sense to him, but