by K. D. Jones
She crossed her arms over her chest—or tried to; she had an IV in her arm. “Fine.”
He patted her hand and walked away to check on the other patients. Damn medics. Zander came back to her side and sat down. “I’ll stay here with you for a little bit. I have another therapy session soon.”
“Thanks.” She listened to Zander talk about his people and how they were dealing with going to a new and strange planet. She could understand that, because she was doing the same thing.
She must have dozed off at some point. When she woke up again she was being squished next to a large warm body. “What the…”
“Shh...You’re going to wake the others,” AshOR whispered to her.
He was in her small bed, holding her against him. Her IV had been removed at some point while she slept.
“What are you doing?” she whispered back.
“I had late meetings, and when I was able to come back here, you were already sleeping. I didn’t want to wake you.”
“There are other people here.” She didn’t struggle to move out of his arms, though.
“I had the medics set up a privacy screen.”
She lifted her head and looked. Sure enough, there were screens surrounding her bed on three sides. “Okay.” She wasn’t going to argue it. She struggled to turn to her other side so that she could face him, and he helped by lifting and turning her. She lay back down with her head resting on his arm.
“Hi,” she said, looking into his dark eyes.
“Hi. How are you feeling?” He stroked one hand over her lower back.
“Much better now. I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you too, but I checked in several times with the medics to see how you were doing. They said you should be able to leave the medic wing in the morning.”
“I’m glad, I would really like to take a shower and sleep in my own bed.” He growled, surprising her. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t want you in your bed, I want you in our bed, in our quarters.”
She smiled and reached up to run her finger over his bottom lip. “I want that too. I love you, AshOR.”
“I love you more than my next breath.” He leaned down and kissed her senseless.
AshOR’s other hand reached between them and cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. She gasped.
Someone cleared their throat on the other side of the partition. “We may not see you, but we can still hear you. You might want to save that for when you really are alone.”
Zander. Ava pressed her forehead against AshOR’s chest, hiding her face. She didn’t want everyone in the room to hear them. She was shy about things like that.
AshOR growled and scooted off the bed.
“Don’t say anything,” she whispered.
“I’m not, but I’m not waiting for morning either.” He bent and picked her up in his arms, sheet and all, and started heading for the door.
When one of the medics attempted to step in front of him he actually bared his teeth. The man jumped back like he was scalded. She raised her eyebrow at AshOR.
He shrugged. “A mated male is dangerous when he is protecting his mate.”
“No one is trying to hurt me.”
“They’re hurting me by keeping me from getting my mate home.”
“She is not able to share sex yet, she needs another day or two,” the medic protested.
“Fine, I will not share sex until she is cleared, but I want her in my bed so that I can take care of her myself.”
She blinked in surprise. “Don’t you have work to do?”
“I will handle everything from our quarters. I need to be alone with you.”
She smiled. “I want to be alone with you too.”
The medics moved out of his way, and he headed down the corridor. “So, we’ll have to wait a day or two to make love.”
He gave her a sexy smile. “There are other ways to please my mate.”
Ava laughed. “Well then, hurry up. I want to see what you have planned for me.” She looked forward to seeing what her future with AshOR would be like. It would be exciting, for sure.
*****
Hours later they lay naked in AshOR’s bed, holding each other. AshOR had been so careful and gentle as he made love to her with his hands and mouth, and she’d stroked his cock to release. “So, we’re heading to Kiljor first, then to the Colonial planet?”
“Yes. The Morin transport was destroyed. It’s time to head back home and take on my responsibilities there. Are you disappointed about not going to Katiera as you had originally planned?”
She raised her leg up on his hip and scooted until his half hardened cock touched her mound. “Katiera doesn’t have what I want or need.”
He chuckled. “I think my mate is insatiable.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No. I am the luckiest male in the galaxy.”
“I’m the lucky one.”
“We have a lifetime to decide who’s the luckiest. I shouldn’t—”
“If you go really slow, it will be fine.” She rotated her hips, lifting them up and forcing him into her little by little.
“Kitana, you feel good.”
“So do you.” She sighed when his comm link beeped, but he reached over and turned it off. “Aren’t you going to answer that?”
“I will later. Right now, I have a mate to satisfy.”
“Yes, please.” She moaned as he made his way into her body, just as he had with her heart.
Epilogue
StrykER walked into the small medic room and felt eyes following him. He was not fully accepted here yet. They were still watching his every move. He moved forward and did his best not to glance over at the female who was bound to the hard exam table. She had a sheet over her, and she was shaking. Everything male in him demanded that he free her and protect her, but if he did that right now both of them would be dead in seconds. He had to bide his time until he could get the evidence he needed. Then he would find a way to free the female.
He pretended to be bored. “Why do you keep the creature, Leader OrIN?”
“We’re going to prove that these aliens that RendEL and his family brought here are dangerous to our people. Once they see that, I will have the support of the Katieran Nation and be able to remove RendEL from power.”
“What then?”
“We’ll purify our people by eradicating these Earth creatures. Then I will take my rightful place as Prime Leader.”
Goddess, this male was insane. He glanced over at MarIK, the commander for the purist rebels, he looked unhappy with what was happening as well. When their eyes met, he quickly masked his dislike. There might be some who don’t believe everything that OrIN was preaching.
“What do your medics say?”
“Other than her eyes and senses, she anatomically similar to our females.”
“Then how could she be a danger to us, when she is clearly weaker?”
“We’ll test her strength. Her weakness will help our case. If I can’t find anything dangerous, I will find another way.” OrIN’s eyes took on a gleam as he pointed to vials that one of his scientists had brought into the room.
Oh Kitana! They plan to mutate her. His timeline just got bumped up.
About the Author
KD Jones has been a huge fan of both romance novels and science fiction novels since she was sixteen years old. Her favorite television shows growing up were Star Trek and Doctor Who. When not writing, she can usually be found curled up on the couch with a good book, working on her hobby of photography, or spending time with her family. As a single working mom, she wants to show her son that a person can follow their dreams no matter how old they are and where they are in life. Dreams can come true if you work hard and believe in yourself.
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K.D. Jones, Colonial Commander