worried things were getting way too dangerous. He left his
woman to rest. It was time he found out more about this Sheon terraforming lab,
and the mysterious mate his beast had chosen.
Chapter Four
Kendra woke to an empty bed. She ran her palm over the
sheets. Cold. A quick look around told her he wasn’t in the immediate vicinity.
Her internal chrono read three hours until nightfall. She dropped her face in
the pillow while flashes of her wanton behavior rolled through her mind. A
groan tore from her throat. She’d begged. Begged. Mortification burned
hot in her cheeks. Her body ached in areas she’d never thought possible, and it
was ready to go again. Her nipples hardened against the mattress and her pussy
slickened with moist heat. For fate’s sake! Wasn’t one heated day with
the Valorian enough?
And that’s exactly what it was. Heat. She was in heat
for the Valorian. Was it permanent? The side effects were just pissing her off.
Kendra rolled over and stared at the gray ceiling. Not that sex with the
Valorian wasn’t very enjoyable. Her body pleasantly hummed from his attentions.
She was no stranger to lust, but not this kind of raging inferno.
She shoved the pillow against her face. Fuck! She
didn’t have time for this kind of all-consuming fuck-fest.
Why the hell had she told him about her parents? In a moment
of weakness she’d almost told him of her Sheon heritage. “You’re a genius, St.
Thomas.” His hatred for the Sheon was almost palpable. She just couldn’t stand
the idea of seeing his eyes go cold when he looked at her. Exile was already
hard enough. Hiding from her queen’s assassins. He was dangerous to her peace
of mind. Dangerous to the terraforming mission…and her life.
She rolled out of the bed and flung the sheet away from her
body. Her life was nice, orderly and stable. She didn’t need some hard-bodied
military man flitting in and out of it. She sure as hell didn’t need any Sheon
commanders sniffing around after him. Her family’s legacy needed to live on.
The planet was in the final stages of development. An invasion would destroy
the fragile ecosystem, not to mention the uproar finding a long-lost Sheon
princess would create.
“Bob.” She found her clothes and dragged them on in record
time despite the strain of her muscles. It would be a few days before she would
be able to recover from that run. And sex with the Valorian.
Yes, Science Officer Kendra?
She winced at the inherited formal title, but was thankful
he used it rarely. “Prep the scan room. I need a full-body scan and labs. Check
hormone levels, pathogen, and all the regular stuff. I need to see what’s
changing in my body.” The Valorian’s search would open the doors to finishing
the massacre started fifteen years before. She didn’t fight for her legacy and
the right to live, only to have it snatched from her by the greed of political
power.
They would get him safely out of reach of the Sheon Empire.
She owed him that much for saving her life.
Affirmative. Scan room will be available in five mikes.
Five minutes to get to the medlab. She could still smell the
Valorian’s incredible scent on her body. A part of her wore it with pride, and
another wanted to wipe away any imprints he had put on her, body and soul. That
same part that realized it was already too late.
“Bob, where is our guest?”
He is currently in the viewing room. Per your standard
inquiry, I have noted that he has accessed historical files on the terraform
project, and all references to Kendra St. Thomas.
Her bare feet tread lightly on the cold tile floor. An ache
in the sole of one of her feet increased until she had a slight limp. Kendra
St. Thomas’ information would be limited to the last decade or so, and had no
ties to her previous life, so she wasn’t worried. She didn’t know if she was
irritated or amused that the Valorian was keeping his distance. Her calf
cramped and she leaned against the wall to rub it. She
woman to rest. It was time he found out more about this Sheon terraforming lab,
and the mysterious mate his beast had chosen.
Chapter Four
Kendra woke to an empty bed. She ran her palm over the
sheets. Cold. A quick look around told her he wasn’t in the immediate vicinity.
Her internal chrono read three hours until nightfall. She dropped her face in
the pillow while flashes of her wanton behavior rolled through her mind. A
groan tore from her throat. She’d begged. Begged. Mortification burned
hot in her cheeks. Her body ached in areas she’d never thought possible, and it
was ready to go again. Her nipples hardened against the mattress and her pussy
slickened with moist heat. For fate’s sake! Wasn’t one heated day with
the Valorian enough?
And that’s exactly what it was. Heat. She was in heat
for the Valorian. Was it permanent? The side effects were just pissing her off.
Kendra rolled over and stared at the gray ceiling. Not that sex with the
Valorian wasn’t very enjoyable. Her body pleasantly hummed from his attentions.
She was no stranger to lust, but not this kind of raging inferno.
She shoved the pillow against her face. Fuck! She
didn’t have time for this kind of all-consuming fuck-fest.
Why the hell had she told him about her parents? In a moment
of weakness she’d almost told him of her Sheon heritage. “You’re a genius, St.
Thomas.” His hatred for the Sheon was almost palpable. She just couldn’t stand
the idea of seeing his eyes go cold when he looked at her. Exile was already
hard enough. Hiding from her queen’s assassins. He was dangerous to her peace
of mind. Dangerous to the terraforming mission…and her life.
She rolled out of the bed and flung the sheet away from her
body. Her life was nice, orderly and stable. She didn’t need some hard-bodied
military man flitting in and out of it. She sure as hell didn’t need any Sheon
commanders sniffing around after him. Her family’s legacy needed to live on.
The planet was in the final stages of development. An invasion would destroy
the fragile ecosystem, not to mention the uproar finding a long-lost Sheon
princess would create.
“Bob.” She found her clothes and dragged them on in record
time despite the strain of her muscles. It would be a few days before she would
be able to recover from that run. And sex with the Valorian.
Yes, Science Officer Kendra?
She winced at the inherited formal title, but was thankful
he used it rarely. “Prep the scan room. I need a full-body scan and labs. Check
hormone levels, pathogen, and all the regular stuff. I need to see what’s
changing in my body.” The Valorian’s search would open the doors to finishing
the massacre started fifteen years before. She didn’t fight for her legacy and
the right to live, only to have it snatched from her by the greed of political
power.
They would get him safely out of reach of the Sheon Empire.
She owed him that much for saving her life.
Affirmative. Scan room will be available in five mikes.
Five minutes to get to the medlab. She could still smell the
Valorian’s incredible scent on her body. A part of her wore it with pride, and
another wanted to wipe away any imprints he had put on her, body and soul. That
same part that realized it was already too late.
“Bob, where is our guest?”
He is currently in the viewing room. Per your standard
inquiry, I have noted that he has accessed historical files on the terraform
project, and all references to Kendra St. Thomas.
Her bare feet tread lightly on the cold tile floor. An ache
in the sole of one of her feet increased until she had a slight limp. Kendra
St. Thomas’ information would be limited to the last decade or so, and had no
ties to her previous life, so she wasn’t worried. She didn’t know if she was
irritated or amused that the Valorian was keeping his distance. Her calf
cramped and she leaned against the wall to rub it. She
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