Lazzar: The Kur'ik Minor Incident

by Serena Simpson

  He was a beautiful male. She knew others in her barracks would argue that all the created were beautiful males. That was why she didn’t feel the need to separate their heads from their bodies.

  The music slowed down, he reached for her and drew her into his arms. Her eyes closed as her head found his shoulder. She should back up or make her body stiff but this was leave and what happened on leave stayed on leave.

  She shied away from that thought because it was too depressing and snuggled a little more into his strong arms as he swayed back and forth with her.

  It was the rudeness of a finger poking her shoulder that broke the spell he was creating around her. She looked over her shoulder to see an infertile standing there. A brow raised as she looked at her.

  “I want that male.”

  Her eyes narrowed and sparked. Was this female and she used the word lightly trying to stake a claim on her male? He’s not your male the voices that worked hard to keep her sane were saying, but they were failing.

  “He’s dancing with me. When we are done if he is interested, I’m sure he will track you through the Zen Enviro.”

  The look on her face would have been comical if Amira wasn’t already calculating how much pressure it would take to decapitate her. They may use the females to infiltrate and retrieve secrets, but they could fight as well as the males.

  “I want to dance with him right now.”

  “I want to decapitate you, but it seems neither of us will be getting our wants met tonight.”

  The females hand went to her throat her eyes tried to spark in anger as she called for a patrol. He took her hand dragging her through the crowded bodies until she was standing by Kels side.

  “You have two minutes.”

  She nodded and whispered frantically in her ear before Lazzar took her hand again and began dragging her out. When they were outside the patrol spotted them calling out for them to stop. He took her down a tight alley before pointing up to a roof top. She nodded and followed him when he jumped to safety.

  They lay flat on the roof as the patrol on the ground shone lights looking for a shadow of a movement. They lay there long after they left knowing they would double back. The came back three times before they finally called the hunt off. They didn’t know what they looked like so they would be relatively safe.

  They crept to the other side of the roof and jumped. Their first stop was to find an all-night fashion outlet to purchase new clothes before they destroyed the ones they were wearing. They picked up food and took it back to the room that he and Arkel rented for their stay on the planet.

  He turned on the silencer after he secured the door behind them. No one would be able to monitor anything that went on in their room verbally or physically.

  “Female were you trying to get us killed?” The words came out in a rush as if they had been held back to long.

  “Did you see her! The nerve of that female thinking that because she was infertile, she could have any male she wanted. As if I were going to give her my male!”

  The both fell silent. They weren’t allowed to claim a male or a female if the other person was created like they were, born to die in a meaningless war.

  She slumped backward into a cushion. Was her life over this fast? Her mind swirled looking for anything she could say that would make it better, but there wasn’t anything. When had she claimed him as her own and how could she claim him when this was their first face to face meeting?

  “It’ll be hard to keep it away from Declyn and Enzo. I swear they see everything.”

  What? Why wasn’t he turning her in, racing for the door? An occasional meet up to scratch an itch was overlooked but not a claiming it was forbidden.

  “I…”

  “You didn’t mean it?”

  “No, yes! I mean I meant it I just don’t understand why you aren’t running away. This is punishable by death. You don’t have to claim me back, in fact, you shouldn’t die with me.”

  “You made a huge assumption there.”

  “What assumption?” She was tripping over her words, but under the circumstances, she could be forgiven. As far as she knew this had never happened to anyone on a battalion, not that they would be talking about it if it had happened.

  “You assumed that I want to live if you’re not in this world.”

  Her heart was pounding like crazy she could see the outline of it as it hit her chest. He had to see it, to be aware of what he was doing to her. He didn’t want to live if she wasn’t here? How could that be, they weren’t formed that way. The very enzymes that helped to construct their beings made it impossible for them to pair up. This was a joke, except she already felt that way about him. Every day they fought her mind wandered to him hoping that once again he would walk away from the confrontation unscarred.

  “We’re broken.”

  “Maybe but who will turn us in? Tristan?”

  Tristan was their healer he hated the controllers, maybe more than any of them did. “No, Tristan would never turn us in.”

  “Alpha.” His name came out of her lips more as a breath than a word. She loved her Alpha they all did, but he was by the book. He would have no choice but to turn them in.

  “Then we won’t go back, we’ll run away together.”

  That was impossible, and he knew it. The whole system was rigged to look for the created life signs. They would kill them when they realized they were rogue.

  “You know what we should do?”

  She shook her head because at this point her life was dwindling down to a death sentence with a male she couldn’t seem to walk away from.

  “We should eat this food before it gets cold and you should sit close to me since we don’t know how much time we have together.”

  A soft and sultry laugh came from her that she couldn’t control. He was a mess, and already she liked it. No one ever said outrageous things to her beside her kid sister. She kicked off her shoes and slipped to the floor before she crawled over to where he was sitting. He spread the food out and soon they were eating.

  “Do you ever dream of doing things like this?”

  “You mean running from the patrol, hiding on the roof and then eating with a totally gorgeous male on the floor? Nah, I do this every time I go on leave.” She gave him a grin and stole a Roma leaf off his plate.

  “Hey, that’s mine.” He pursued the leaf until she ate it. He looked down at his plate his lips in a frown.

  “I’m going to miss that Roma leaf.”

  “Then come get it.”

  “I think I will.” His deep voice invaded her body while he pulled her close placing his lips on hers. The kiss was gentle, tentative. The both knew going down this path was a one-way trip. His tongue invaded her mouth, and she stopped thinking. She had never been kissed like this before. His natural flavor exploded inside of her taking over her senses making her beg for more. She wanted him to touch her.

  Chapter Three

  His hand was gentle when he traced down her cheek learning the contour of her face. Her heart beat fast as she waited for the door to be kicked in and them to be condemned for wanting more out of life than they were told they could have.

  “There will be no going back.” He breathed it in her ear like a prayer.

  She shuddered his breath tickling down her spine, his words changing the scope of her life for eternity.

  “I know,” was her answer as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She wanted this. Did she want it, want him enough to be willing to die for him? They would become the face of the race. Their kind would wonder what drew them together to the point that they would risk death. Maybe their people needed a new hero even one as unsophisticated as she was.

  He stood up and reached for her. This was too special, too important to be done on a floor among left over scraps of food. He led her to the main bedroom that he claimed for himself. The room was large compared to what either of them was used to on the ship. It was meant for one person or a couple there weren’
t places for anyone else to lie or rest.

  “This is nice.” Her voice was low. She knew that the silencer was on, but this seemed to be a time when a certain respect was due. Going rogue should be done with a solemn understanding of what they were getting into.

  “You’re beautiful.” He was watching her and not looking around the room. “Do you want to use the facility?”

  Her eyes lit up. To be able to use the facility alone and not with several women all getting ready at once to fight a war they no longer believed in was something she never experienced before.

  “I would love that.”

  He pointed toward a door. She grabbed her bag and disappeared inside. Once the door was closed, she leaned against a wall. Being with him set her heart and her desires on overdrive. Was it only one kiss that had curled her toes and made secret parts of her ache?

  Being with an infertile male had never gotten her this excited. Was it because he was like her or was it because he too wanted more than a night? Her weary brain tried to picture a future together where they could live and love. When she thought of children, her breath would catch in her throat, and her heartbeat would slow down as if her body were approaching death. She pushed that thought to the back of her mind, there were some things she didn’t even dare dream about.

  She climbed into the immersion field, it was a luxury not found on the ship. It covered her body scrubbing her clean while allowing her to relax as the tension in her melted away. The born lived a life on Minor that she could only try to imagine in the middle of the night.

  Stepping out she allowed the warm air to dry her body to perfection while it molded and shaped her hair until it swayed down her back in a mass of soft waves. She pulled out a beautiful sleeping wrap and dressed before she looked into the mirror hoping that Lazzar would like what he saw.

  He was sitting on the edge of the bed when she came out wearing a pair of sleep pants that they assured them was the latest style of the infertile male.

  She didn’t know about the infertile male, but this male looked good dressed in nothing but those pants. His broad shoulders called to her, his arms and chest were heavy with muscle and her eyes traced every one. He was a warrior in every sense of the word, and she wanted to touch him. Her feet drew her across the room without her permission while her tongue moistened her bottom lip that felt permanently dry.

  “Amira, you’re beautiful. I still can’t believe that you were behind me at the Zen when I turned around.”

  “I…I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I caught sight of you across that war-torn bloody field.”

  “No thoughts of war tonight.” He stood and pulled her into his arms his head dipping just enough to catch her bottom lip between his. He sucked on it until she opened and allowed him in.

  “I love the way you taste.” He whispered as his tongue plunged into the sweetness of her mouth, he kissed her putting his stamp of ownership on her as she did the same for him. He would never be the same, and he was ready and willing to accept that fate. He had seen hundreds of planet rotations in his life, but he had not lived until her eyes met his that very first time.

  He picked her up and placed her in the middle of the platform. She should want him to hurry to touch her, but the look in his eyes told her he was going to go slow. His hand trembled against the side of her throat bringing a smile of delight to her lips. The look of adoration and appreciation in his eyes was making her feel like she was more beautiful than any infertile ever born. There was them, and then there was her, a beautiful created Kur’ik.

  “Lay next to me.” Her voice was low and sweet enticing him to come closer.

  He laid close to her allowing the heat of his body to warm her up. She placed her hand on his chest pushing him from his side to flat on his back. Taking her confidence in hand, she crawled over him until she was seated across his abs. The strength and definition of them made her hotter and wetter.

  Leaning over she kissed his shoulder allowing her tongue to come out and trace patterns over it even as her hand went down his arm tracing the pattern on his body. It was there from birth proclaiming to all that saw him that within him was a beast another form that everyone should be weary of.

  Her fingers traced back up to his shoulders moving around like the lightest of creatures teasing him before she moved on letting her tongue trace where fingers had been. She came to the strong column of his throat and used her tongue to lick over the beat of his heart. The desire to sink her teeth into him was overwhelming, but she pulled back and found herself kissing the other side of his throat.

  “Why didn’t you do it?” His voice was guttural touching her deep within her body.

  She looked at him, desire for him merging with the need to claim him.

  “It has to be right.” He pulled her back down to his shoulder encouraging her to kiss him more.

  It was only a rumor, and he knew it. They said late at night when the laztech was no longer firing and the fires that occurred on the rims burned to nothing, that there was a possibility that the created could claim their mate. It was untested no one had ever been brave enough to try. Not that it mattered, when claiming occurred it was because no one could resist it, not because you made up your mind to keep this person forever.

  It could happen the first time you were with a person or the thousandth time. No one knew why it worked like that. No one knew if the rumor was true or if it simply kept you warm on a cold night.

  “I always wanted to touch your shoulders caresses them from one end to the other.”

  “Amira, you wanting to touch me is almost impossible to believe. You actually touching me is a miracle I don’t deserve.”

  He turned her over until she was flat on her back and his nose was buried in her throat breathing in her scent. He never wanted to forget how she smelled of dreams and hope for tomorrow.

  “I never believed that the controllers were divine until I saw you.” His teeth clamped on her throat showing possessiveness in the only way open to him.

  He kissed down her throat until he was caressing the covering hiding her breasts from his view.

  “May I?” She nodded her head unable to say anything as his voice and his eyes were undoing her.

  His hands went to the clever closure in the material unraveling it around her breasts until they were revealed in all their glory. Her darker gray nipples were hard and standing up begging to be kissed and licked. She had dusted them with a ruby glitter making them even more enticing if that was possible.

  He palmed one of her breasts allowing his hand to feel the warmth of her skin and the firmness of her globes. He took the other nipple into his mouth sucking on it as her hands went to his hair pulling him closer. She gave a loud gasp as her body moved trying to surround him.

  She was going up in smoke as his talented mouth sucked on her nipple making her cry out in pleasure. His other hand was twisting and pinching her nipple just enough to make her intimate parts convulse looking for fulfillment.

  His name came out of her mouth in shocked gasps even as her hands stroked the column of his neck and up and down his back.

  “More,” she pleaded even as he shifted his body to be lying between her legs.

  He pressed down on her just a little allowing his thick shaft to tease her intimate places making her thrust against him as she got closer. The sound of his deep growl made her body shudder as she rocked back and forth.

  He slid down her unwrapping the rest of her nightwear until he could see her glistening sex. He took his finger and worked it against her slit while her hips bucked trying to encourage him to come inside.

  “Don’t tease. I need to feel you deep inside of me.”

  “You look so sweet.” Her body tensed, he was talking about something taboo. Did it matter? Everything they were doing was taboo.

  “Next time.” It was whispered in her ear promising her something she couldn’t begin to imagine.

  He pushed his body up and used a hand to undo his
pants and began pushing them over his hips and down his legs.

  “I want to be deep inside of you.” He rolled over pulling her on top.

  “Lazzar?” Her eyes were dark green with confusion.

  “I’ll fit easier this way. You’re so small.”

  She looked down wanting to hide her eyes, but he lifted her chin and looked into her face. It was no problem for her to count the number of times she had physical contact with a male. Fighting for planet orbits on end didn’t make for a great love life.

  He pulled her down and kissed her centering her mind on him as her body began to heat up again. She licked down his body until she found his nipples and nipped on them making him growl as his shaft waved a little weeping at the end with his desire to be inside of her.

  He took her by the waist and lifted her up placing her over the tip of his shaft. She loved the way he was ridged in a circular motion, it was unique to the created, and she loved it.

  He lowered her gently allowing her to get used to the feel of him invading her. She closed her eyes savoring every inch she felt plundering her depths until he was lodged deeply inside of her. She placed her hands on his chest and squeezed causing him to growl as he placed his hands around her waist and began to move her up and down.

  A pleasure laced laugh came from her as she picked up the pace. Her breathing increased, and she felt her body already tightening. It felt too good she tried to slow down even as his speed increased.

  “Lazzar, my body…” She was shaking, and her eyes were brighter than they had ever been before.

  “Come with me. Amira.”

  Her body stiffened even as she felt her world breaking apart. One loud scream and she was shaking in his arms as everything she ever knew faded. Words low and fast come from her mouth as she praised him for what he was doing to her body.

  She felt it when he tensed, and those vibrant eyes stared at her as if he had never seen anything as amazing as she was. The feel of his body shooting his essence deep inside of her gave her an extra feeling of exhilaration. There would never be any denying of how she felt about him.