A Promise for Vore: A Sci Fi Alien Romance (Tallean Mercenaries Book 3)

by Lynnea Lee

  “Another couple?” she squeaked. Her cheeks turned pink. But she gave off no scent of disgust.

  “Some mated couples spend time together for variety. And sometimes, the male would invite a friend to join.”

  “Angie had invited you to join her and Holden.”

  “Yes. I am open to anything as long as you are a part of it and as long as you remain my mate. That position is mine alone.”

  “I confess I’m curious and would be open to it. I didn’t know I was so sexually adventurous until I met you. I wouldn’t want anyone else as my mate.”

  “You are perfect, my little Lettie. I love you.”

  “I love you too.” She leaned into the med bed and embraced him.

  He pulled her against him with his good arm and plastered a kiss on her lips.

  BEEEEP! BEEEEP! The med bed complained at the extra body.

  “Oops!” She giggled and sat back on her seat.

  Deciding it was time to make his own confessions, he asked the question plaguing his mind. “Do you want offspring?”

  “I never thought I did. But if it’s possible, I would like to try one day. You?”

  “I never thought I did, either. But now that you are my mate, yes. I want everything with you.”

  The smile she gave him made his chest tighten.

  “But not yet.” She put her palm up as if to say stop. “The past few days have been kind of crazy. I think I enjoy slaying dragus, stealing intel, and running from danger. I’m not sure I want to give it up yet.” Then she added. “I did not enjoy seeing you get hurt, though.”

  “I will be fine.”

  “It was my fault you got hurt. I was the weakest link.”

  “No, Lettie. You did very well on our mission. You played the role very well and thought fast to warn Kean. Without you, we might not have gotten free.”

  “You still got hurt.”

  He leaned in to whisper into her ear. “Don’t you worry, I’ll be strong enough to fuck you senseless again in no time.”

  “Is that a promise?”

  “Of course, my little Lettie.”

  “Then, I’m holding you to it!”

  Mia appeared at the door. “Cal says it’s time to do some weapons training.”

  Vore had wanted to train Lettie himself but knew he was not in the condition to do so. Also, he wasn’t sure how much training would happen once he saw Lettie holding weapons. Just the idea itself turned him on.

  Lettie hesitated, unwilling to leave his side.

  “Go, little Lettie. Cal is a good teacher. Learn well so you can fight by my side.”

  She beamed at him, ducked her head into the med bed to kiss him, and ducked out before the device could protest her presence again.

  Lettie wiped the sweat off her brow. Cal had been hard on the two of them, insisting they learn how to fight hand to hand and with weapons. Lettie had been skeptical at first. She didn’t see how learning hand to hand would benefit her. Most human men were twice her weight, and Tallean males were even more.

  But Lettie learned quickly that despite her size, she could still topple opponents much larger than her. She just needed the right technique. The hardest part was getting into the correct position to use her learned techniques.

  “The element of surprise is your biggest asset. Once they get a hold of you, it will be hard for you to break free.”

  It was true. None of the escape techniques had worked against Cal, much to his chagrin. The size difference was just too much between Lettie and the big Tallean. However, he still made her practice them with Mia. They would come in handy against smaller foes.

  Cal left them to their own devices after completing their first training session.

  “You are so freakin’ fast, girl!” Mia wiped her neck with a towel. “Now I regret all those Ben & Jerry’s on the couch.”

  Only a few inches taller than her, Mia was short but curvy. The extra pounds looked gorgeous on her.

  “Blasphemous! Ice cream is always justified.”

  “I miss ice cream.”

  “Me too.”

  “And lattes.”

  “Me too!”

  “And chocolate!”

  Lettie remembered the crate of chocolate in the storage room. “That one, I can help you with!” She dragged Mia by the arm to the crew quarters and smacked the door panel impatiently before pulling her inside. The destroyed blanket fort was as she and Vore had left it. On one of the crates sat the unmistakable gold box.

  Mia squealed with delight.

  “I saw a box of Lindt and some other brands too. Vore mentioned it back on Reka 5. I was just lucky. I found them when I needed them the most.”

  “Oh my god, so good,” Mia mumbled the words through a mouth of chocolate.

  “Did you even check which one flavor you took?”

  “Nope!”

  Lettie gasped in mock outrage. “How could you?” She took a truffle, checked the flavor, and plopped it into her mouth. Strawberry crème tarte, mmm.

  They took the box of chocolate with them to the common lounge.

  “What am I going to do onboard the Defiant? I’m not cut out to go on missions like you do with Vore.” Mia had a strong sense of self-reliance. Lettie suspected that living off of Arus was not going to make her friend happy.

  “What did you want to do on Earth?”

  “You mean job wise? I don’t know. Anything that made enough money for me to move away from my mother. I can’t believe she was okay with me leaving her on Reka 5.”

  “She just wants you to be happy.” Lettie sunk into the comfy leather couch.

  “She would have a field day if she knew there was a possibility for Arus and I to have a baby. But back to making credits. I always wanted to travel and write a travel blog.”

  “That’s perfect, Mia! You should write a blog documenting all the places we visit on the Defiant. It’ll be the first of its kind written by a human from Earth.”

  “Hey, that’s not a bad idea at all! I don’t know how to monetize it, but it’ll give me something to do, and it’ll help me keep in touch with my mom.”

  They reached for another truffle.

  Again, Mia just stuffed it into her mouth without checking which flavor it was. Lettie picked out a hazelnut crunch.

  “Mmm, it’s orgasmic.”

  “Is that right?” Vore’s amused voice came from behind her, and she yelped, not expecting him to be so close.

  “For someone so big, you sure move silently. I need to attach a bell on you.” She turned to take a good look at him. He looked whole and healed, though a bit leaner than he had been.

  “Remember my promise, little Lettie? I’m ready to fulfill it.”

  “I should probably leave and give you two the couch.” Mia started to get up, taking the box of chocolates with her.

  “Nah, you relax. I’m going to do something I’ve wanted to do since Reka 5.”

  Lettie got up, leaned in close to Vore’s ears. “Show me the real predator you are. Catch me if you can!” She bit down on his earlobe just hard enough to hurt. He growled as she scurried away with a playful giggle. Ever light on her feet, she turned and ran out of the lounge into the hallway.

  Vore prowled after her with a sexy, scary rumble, and her heart pounded hard in her chest. Adrenaline heightened her senses, and she surrendered to the half fearful excitement, half arousal that took over her body.

  Vore grinned and stalked after his mate. The distinct scent of her calling to him more than any drug he had ever experienced.

  “’Scuse me, pardon me, coming through!” She squeezed between a startled Tanith and the wall at a narrow part of the corridor.

  Vore, taking up much of the narrow hallway, nearly bulldozed into the male.

  “Stars!”

  “Fuck!”

  Lettie ducked around the corner, giggling as she ran, and was out of sight.

  Vore rounded the cor
ner just in time to see her make another turn. He cornered her in the training room. Her face was flushed, and she was lightly panting from her exertions. Her eyes darted about, looking for a way to elude him. But she was trapped.

  “Where are you going to go, little Lettie? Where are you going to run, little prey?”

  She sprinted to the side, trying to get around his massive body. He pounced on her, knocking her onto the soft training mats. She crawled away frantically, but Vore dragged her back to him by an ankle. She kicked her feet hard, catching him in the chest, but Vore’s smile only grew.

  He flipped her over onto her back and caged her with his body. She struggled frantically and ineffectively against him, each movement raising his excitement and making him incredibly hard. Vore held her legs apart and lined up their sex. She was already wet for him, the chase and wrestling serving as foreplay.

  “Who do you belong to, little Lettie? Tell me you are mine.”

  Being a brat, Lettie pressed her lips together. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. Vore put a hand over her throat and pressed down lightly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she gasped in a breath.

  “Tell me, Lettie. Tell me who you belong to.”

  “You. I belong to you, Vore.”

  Vore drove into her hard. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned.

  Stars! Lettie was perfect. And, Vore knew, right there and then, that he would never be able to live without her. Lettie was his entire universe. Lettie was his mate!

  EPILOGUE

  “Oh em gee!”

  Lettie’s moaning almost drowned out Ashe’s shocked whisper. Captain Zeylum led his mate to a large chair, sat down, and pulled her onto his lap.

  Vore ignored the shocked female and continued pounding into Lettie on the common area couch. Sidas and Moira didn’t look like they were about to slow down either. The Tallean couple was doing in “doggy style” as Lettie called it. Mia and Arus lounged off to the side, enjoying the show. Vore had a feeling they were itching to join in.

  Lettie clawed at the soft leather as she screamed into the seat cushion. Her channel clenched tight around him, and Vore groaned, trying to hold on a little longer. She screamed again, this time without the pillow to muffle her sound. It was too much. With one last thrust, Vore exploded into his mate.

  Her body went limp over the back of the couch with her feet dangling inches from the ground.

  “Good girl, little Lettie.” He withdrew. “Stay put. I’ll get something to clean us up.”

  He turned, intent on heading towards the nearest cleansing facility, but Arus tossed him a towel.

  He cleaned his mate up before vaulting over to the front of the couch. Vore sat down and pulled Lettie over onto his lap. She snuggled into him all cute and small, and he felt like the luckiest male alive.

  Finger combing the tangles out of Lettie’s thick, dark hair, Vore watched Sidas enjoy his mate. He knew Lettie was watching too.

  Across from them, Ashe snuck a glance at the amorous couple. Of the human females on board the ship, she was the most conservative. After spending time with the other couple on their vacation, Ashe was used to watching the two Tallean share sex. But today was the first time she had witnessed Lettie and himself.

  It had been Lettie’s idea to make sure Ashe walked in on them having sex. According to her, it would encourage Ashe to relax her morals regarding sex if she saw another human enjoying herself. She’d explained that watching Angie and Holden on Reka 5 had changed her mental idea of what was acceptable. Angie had no qualms about fucking in front of others, so why should she?

  Maybe she was correct. Or perhaps Vore had simply awakened the exhibitionist in her, but either way, Vore was happy. He loved showing her off.

  The Defiant, which usually ran on a small crew for a ship its size, was down to a skeleton crew of only eight males and four females. Grissom, their youngest member, who had been serving temporarily on the Second Chance with Trenton’s human crew, was back on the Defiant. But they had dropped off four other temporary crew members, whose contracts had ended, back at the Alliance Compound.

  Lettie had expressed interest in going on more missions with Vore, and he had agreed as long as the missions were relatively safe. He took over for Cal and taught her how to handle a range of weapons and techniques to protect herself. She was small, but she was agile and quick thinking. Lettie with a weapon was a sight to behold.

  Zeylum had helped Arus set up a lab on board so that he could work with Kean during his downtime on the ship. Their captain had been apprehensive about working with Kean, especially since Ulrek was so close to the male. But one look at Ashe’s face at the mention of possible babies changed his mind quickly.

  Vore wondered where Cal was. Grissom, Vosken, and Tanith were playing Knives, a knife-throwing game, off to the side. That left only the Defiant’s second in command, and pilot, missing from the scene. The Defiant was in open space, and the ship could pilot itself until they neared their destination. If the ship detected any anomalies, it would alert them. Calix had been keeping to himself often lately. The romantic male had been looking for his mate for years, and it must be difficult for the male to be surrounded by so many newly mated couples.

  “You are off in la-la land. What are you thinking of?” Lettie looked up at him from the cocoon of his arms.

  “Cal’s been hiding on the bridge a lot lately.”

  “I noticed that too. I think he’s avoiding the mated couples. I know he is genuinely happy for us, but it must suck to watch all the lovey-dovey stuff when he’s lonely. But I’m sure he will find someone soon. Cal’s a romantic at heart. He deserves a good woman.” She caressed his cheek with her hand, running her finger along the crease. “That’s what I love so much about this crew. You all truly care about each other. This core group does, anyway. Loyalty like this is hard to find. At least on Earth it is.”

  “You are right. That is why Arus and I stayed with the Defiant for as long as we did. And now you are part of the crew too. We are a family.” He smoothed the messy strands of hair off her face and kissed her forehead. “And I will always be loyal to you. You are my Stars.”

  “I’m glad I gave you a shot, Casanova.”

  “Ah, little Lettie. You thought you had a choice?” Vore threaded his fingers through her hair and gripped a fistful of the silky strands, jerking her head back carefully. “That was an illusion. The first day we met, I promised myself that I would have you under me. Nothing would have stood in my way. I would have taken you from Reka 5 and locked you up in my quarters until you begged me to fuck you.” Lust washed across her face even though they had just finished making love. “And if you ran from me, little Lettie, I would have chased you down, bent you over and fucked you until you agreed to be my mate. And I promise—I would always catch you.”

  Pushing up, so their faces were level, Lettie kissed his mouth greedily, before brushing up to his ear.

  “There is nowhere else I’d rather be. I love you, Vore.”

  “You are all I ever need. I love you too, little Lettie!”

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  AUTHOR’S NOTE

  Dear Readers,

  Thank you so much for reading Vore and Lettie’s story. While Arus is an all-around good guy and giant teddy bear, Vore is naughtier by nature. Vore’s story turned out significantly racier than his best friend’s. Personally, I can’t resist a bad boy. And so far, Vore was my favorite character to write. He practically jumped onto my screen and wrote himself.

  As for Cal, I have my sights set on him and I doubt he wants to dodge my arrow!

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