the answer.
"I don't understand. Why would you be here, a Cyborg? There is no war here..." She hesitated, "Or anyone for that matter."
He smirked at her assumption, "Maybe I'm here to find myself a pretty girl." Liking how she blushed at his comment. Red would really suit her. "Now don't move. I'm going to apply this salve I have here to your lips and then to your scratches. It won't hurt but it will tingle." He continued, "there are tiny micro-organisms in it that can replicate and promote new cell growth. I have also mixed in some of my nanocells so I may read your internal system." Staring at her, "Do you understand? They won't be able to affect you in any way, in fact your body will quickly destroy them but it would help me help you."
While he waited for her to acknowledge, he couldn't help but notice how intense her stare was or how she began to breath heavier; that her mouth parted slightly. Jack didn't need to scan her to know what kind of reaction she was having to his nearness.
"Yes, I think so."
"Good. It's obvious that you're malnourished but you may have internal injuries that I'm unaware of." He placed his hand lightly on the back of her neck and the shock of the touch made her surge away from him and away from the table. Fuck. He frightened her.
He grabbed her around the waist with his other arm and pushed her back onto the chair.
Allie was struggling against him like a terrified animal. "Stop moving, I won’t hurt you. You could have a parasite or worse and I will not have you contaminate my ship."
"I'm sorry" she breathed as her struggling slowed down. Damn, he liked it when she struggled. When she had stopped moving, with his hand still holding her neck, he coated the index and middle finger with his other hand.
"Don't move." Jack warned.
"Okay. I just,” she took a deep breath. “This is new to me." He watched her relax.
He breathed in deeply and was immediately engulfed by her pheromones. "Why is this new to you?" He inquired trying to lighten the mood, softly pressing his fingers across her velvety bottom lip.
"It was forbidden to be touched by a male in my colony. I was tested fertile when I turned fourteen cycles and was placed in a maiden commune, a community of unmated girls and their elders. Infertiles lived there too, in service to us but men were strictly forbidden to enter unless otherwise directed."
Curious he asked, "Earthian colonies don't have a problem with women being fertile. Where were you? You have a Trentian accent"
He could tell she was hesitant about answering him. What does she think I would do with the information? Take her back?
“I grew up in a Trentian colony.”
“And how did you end up there?” Jack watched her face as she chose her words. Her mouth opening and closing as she decided what to say.
"My mother was Earthian but I never met her. She wasn't born at the colony but belonged to the Warlord's tribe. I don't know how she got there but I know she was pregnant with me before she arrived," she continued, "My mother was smuggled off of her birth colony, I was told, and she was on her way to Xntaeus Trent but she never made it. When she was delivered to the community, along with several other women, she and the others were immediately paired off. When she bore me,” she hesitated. “And I was not a half-breed, my mother was cut down by her chosen and I was sent to an orphanage."
As she spoke, he continued to massage her lips back and forth; watching her watch him back. Jack wasn't too pleased with the story, temporarily caring about Pirate Captain Larik’s profession and the reasons the Earthian Council hated him; and why he was contracted to capture him.
"So you have had no contact with a man before now?" He asked, intrigued about her innocence.
"The priests– doctors who tested me were men and that was the first time I was touched by one." She shivered. "It was against the laws of the current Warlord for a maiden to be touched and it was a death
"I don't understand. Why would you be here, a Cyborg? There is no war here..." She hesitated, "Or anyone for that matter."
He smirked at her assumption, "Maybe I'm here to find myself a pretty girl." Liking how she blushed at his comment. Red would really suit her. "Now don't move. I'm going to apply this salve I have here to your lips and then to your scratches. It won't hurt but it will tingle." He continued, "there are tiny micro-organisms in it that can replicate and promote new cell growth. I have also mixed in some of my nanocells so I may read your internal system." Staring at her, "Do you understand? They won't be able to affect you in any way, in fact your body will quickly destroy them but it would help me help you."
While he waited for her to acknowledge, he couldn't help but notice how intense her stare was or how she began to breath heavier; that her mouth parted slightly. Jack didn't need to scan her to know what kind of reaction she was having to his nearness.
"Yes, I think so."
"Good. It's obvious that you're malnourished but you may have internal injuries that I'm unaware of." He placed his hand lightly on the back of her neck and the shock of the touch made her surge away from him and away from the table. Fuck. He frightened her.
He grabbed her around the waist with his other arm and pushed her back onto the chair.
Allie was struggling against him like a terrified animal. "Stop moving, I won’t hurt you. You could have a parasite or worse and I will not have you contaminate my ship."
"I'm sorry" she breathed as her struggling slowed down. Damn, he liked it when she struggled. When she had stopped moving, with his hand still holding her neck, he coated the index and middle finger with his other hand.
"Don't move." Jack warned.
"Okay. I just,” she took a deep breath. “This is new to me." He watched her relax.
He breathed in deeply and was immediately engulfed by her pheromones. "Why is this new to you?" He inquired trying to lighten the mood, softly pressing his fingers across her velvety bottom lip.
"It was forbidden to be touched by a male in my colony. I was tested fertile when I turned fourteen cycles and was placed in a maiden commune, a community of unmated girls and their elders. Infertiles lived there too, in service to us but men were strictly forbidden to enter unless otherwise directed."
Curious he asked, "Earthian colonies don't have a problem with women being fertile. Where were you? You have a Trentian accent"
He could tell she was hesitant about answering him. What does she think I would do with the information? Take her back?
“I grew up in a Trentian colony.”
“And how did you end up there?” Jack watched her face as she chose her words. Her mouth opening and closing as she decided what to say.
"My mother was Earthian but I never met her. She wasn't born at the colony but belonged to the Warlord's tribe. I don't know how she got there but I know she was pregnant with me before she arrived," she continued, "My mother was smuggled off of her birth colony, I was told, and she was on her way to Xntaeus Trent but she never made it. When she was delivered to the community, along with several other women, she and the others were immediately paired off. When she bore me,” she hesitated. “And I was not a half-breed, my mother was cut down by her chosen and I was sent to an orphanage."
As she spoke, he continued to massage her lips back and forth; watching her watch him back. Jack wasn't too pleased with the story, temporarily caring about Pirate Captain Larik’s profession and the reasons the Earthian Council hated him; and why he was contracted to capture him.
"So you have had no contact with a man before now?" He asked, intrigued about her innocence.
"The priests– doctors who tested me were men and that was the first time I was touched by one." She shivered. "It was against the laws of the current Warlord for a maiden to be touched and it was a death
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