Trian's Spark

by T. Cobbin

  Trian nodded to Hover as the male walked away. Trian covered Amelia with the blanket and watched her face. Even as she slept she looked so worried. He entwined his fingers in hers, hoping he could relay he was with her. It had frightened him to see her pale so drastically. Her hands had gripped his so tightly, he felt her skin clammy against his, and her breathing became short. He wasn’t sure what was wrong. Hover had simply suggested she needed to sleep to abate the panic she was feeling.

  Why was she feeling such anxiety when he was there beside her, protecting her? Did she not know he would kill anyone who’d hurt her? Or was it the memory of being on the Lesh ship that brought her such pain? Lowering his head, he kissed her soft hands he was still holding. He vowed that he would try harder and make sure no one ever hurt her again.

  Basup had contacted him moments before to inform him Frimm was waiting for his report and had asked if they knew who the traitor amongst them was. Trian had no idea yet. His men were still going through various reports. When Zoe had been questioned, she had no idea of the male’s name, although she swore she remembered his face. If Amelia’s memory still hadn’t returned when she awoke, he would ask Zoe to go through the images on record of his men to see if any of them might be the culprit.

  Trian knew he owed Frimm a life debt. If the other captain hadn’t delayed the Lesh ship from entering that damn wormhole, he would have no idea where Amelia and Zoe would be now. It made him sick to his stomach to even think about it. Raising his gaze from his mate, he glanced across the room toward Fortua. Trian would also have to say a major thanks to the Fortua for his help. Maybe the pompous woogie wasn’t so bad.

  As if sensing Trian was staring at him, Fortua looked up. He gave Trian an infinitesimal nod then went back to watching over Zoe. Trian wondered what held the captain’s attention so avidly. By rights, the man should have headed back to his ship by now. Zoe couldn’t be the male’s spark because he’d touched her and she was fine, so what was it? Trian shook his head in wonder and turned his attention back to Amelia.

  “Captain?” Trian’s comm went off.

  “Yes, Ausk,” Trian replied to his head of security.

  “Sir, I think you and Captain Fortua should come and see what I’ve found.”

  “Both of us?” Trian asked.

  “Yes, sir, it would require both of you.”

  Frinx! Trian cursed inwardly. He looked down at his sleeping mate, annoyed he would have to leave her side. “This had better be worth leaving my spark,” he snapped. “Trian out.”

  Standing, Trian untangled his fingers from Amelia’s and called Hover over.

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Both Fortua and I will have to leave for a moment. Please watch over Amelia and Zoe. Make sure they are undisturbed.”

  Hover nodded, tucking Amelia’s blanket further up her body to her chin. His mate still looked worried in her sleep. Trian didn’t like it one bit. Leaning over, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

  “I won’t be long, me unum.” Trian spun on his feet and walked across the room to Fortua as quickly as he could. “My security officer has found something he wishes to show us.”

  At the prospect of leaving Zoe’s side, Fortua seemed as torn as Trian felt about leaving Amelia. “Your office?” Fortua asked.

  “The bridge,” Trian uttered then zapped himself there.

  A moment later Trian and Fortua stood side by side, viewing Ausk’s console along with Iryano. Trian could feel the tense and angry energy in the room. It would seem all of his officers had seen what Ausk was showing Trian now. Trian could feel Iryano seething beside him.

  “Someone came from my ship?” Fortua snapped. “One of my men?”

  Trian scanned through the information Ausk had gained. A time frame showed the body count rose, indicating someone had zapped aboard his ship, it then decreased by three a few moments later. The only thing it didn’t show was who the culprit was. Trian leaned over and pressed a few more buttons, which revealed the detail of what floor the Gracian had zapped to. He hoped it might reveal if the person knew their way around his ship. The senses showed the person only zapped to the female’s floor. Was that intentional or a mistake?

  Trian raised his gaze from the console and settled it on Fortua. “Did any of your crew know which floor the females were on?”

  Fortua’s eyes glazed over for a second as he thought. “Only one or two of my crew,” he answered with a frown.

  “Any idea who it could have been?”

  “No,” Fortua snapped. “But I intend to find out.” With that he zapped and was gone. Trian assumed he had returned to his ship.

  “We can’t have this happening again, Cap.” Iryano stepped forward. “With more Gracian ships heading to our destination I suggest we activate the intruder alarm.”

  Trian nearly denied Iryano’s suggestion, because he didn’t want his fellow Gracians to think he didn’t trust them. But his thoughts drifted to his sleeping mate in medical. She and another human female had been taken from his ship. Dismal thoughts filled his brain thinking of what that Gracian might have done to them or with them. He growled low, his anger sending a wave of energy out from his body.

  “Do it,” he ordered Ausk. “Place the damn alarm on.”

  Ausk pressed a few buttons. The bridge was filled with a sudden screeching alarm and the lights flashed red.

  “What the frinx?” Trian swore.

  Ausk’s fingers flew over his console. He looked up in alarm at Trian. “Sir, we have an intruder.”

  Chapter 19

  Pauseypaul. The name followed Amelia into her dream and turned it into a nightmare. She felt tied down, restrained. She couldn’t get her arms or legs to work. Pauseypaul. The name circled her brain. She needed to tell Trian his name. The male who’d kidnapped she and Zoe. Pauseypaul. The name repeated over and over as she struggled against the darkness that held her so tight.

  She managed to open her eyes a few times, fighting the sleep, only for them to close. Sleep tugged at her. The darkness held her still. Each time she opened her eyes briefly she sought out her mate. She needed to tell him the name. She wasn’t sure how much time had gone past. Her anger grew at her inability to wake.

  Again, she pried her eyes open. This time she saw someone standing not far from her. Judging by the clothing—black jacket, black trousers, knee-length boots—it was a male. She caught a glance at the side of his face. Shit! Her heart picked up its beat, thumping against her ribs. It was Pauseypaul, and he was leaning over Zoe.

  She drew on every iota of energy inside of her to stay awake and aware of what was going on around her. Panic filled Amelia at the thought the Gracian could zap Zoe from the medical bay, from the ship, from…

  “No,” Amelia cried out as the Gracian touched Zoe. “Don’t touch her, you bastard,” she slurred out, her energy fast waning as she tried to sit up. She had to get to him and stop him. How? She had no idea. But she had to stop him.

  Where was the medical staff? Where was Hover? She tried to call out the medic’s name, but her tongue suddenly seemed too big for her mouth. So, she tried moving again, wanting to get to her feet and push the Gracian away from her friend.

  The lights in the room flashed red, and the sound of alarms filled her ears. She didn’t blink twice at the sudden bombardment of noise. She would stop Pausey if it killed her. She’d protect Zoe as Zoe had done her.

  Amelia couldn’t get her limbs to work properly. Her hands slipped on the side of the bed, and she felt herself tumbling toward the floor. The room suddenly filled with men, and Pauseypaul disappeared with Zoe. As the floor loomed closer, all Amelia could think was shit, this is going to hurt! Strong, large, warm hands caught her before she hit the floor. They pulled her against a hard chest. Trian’s scent surrounded her, making her feel safe.

  “Pauseypaul,” she slurred out. “Zoe,” she said, not able to speak the full sentence she wanted to say.

  “I got you, me unum,” Trian whispered into her ear, h
is arms holding her tight to his body.

  He gazed down at her, his swirling eyes a tornado of action. Her sight grew dimmer, and her energy and fight to stay awake were all but gone. Zoe. She had to know Zoe was okay.

  Unable to keep her eyes open another second, they drifted closed, and she heard Trian barking out, “Find him, now!”

  Dread filled Amelia’s heart. Zoe….

  * * * *

  Amelia woke slowly. Before she opened her eyes she used her senses and took into account her surroundings. First, she noticed she was naked, which should have alarmed her, but it didn’t. Second, she realized she was laying on a warm, male chest. Immediately, she knew it was Trian’s chest. She was lying on her right side, her arm sprawled across his chest in a possessive manner. Her right leg was straight against Trian’s leg, whereas her left was bent and laying across his groin. She could feel his long, hard shaft twitch against her knee.

  She took a deep breath, inhaling his spicy scent. His chest was bare under her face, leaving her to feel his soft skin over hard muscles. His heart thrummed a steady beat that normally would have lulled her back to sleep, but she felt an urgency to awake.

  Trian’s fingers started moving at her back, running tiny circles around the base of her spine. She nearly moaned at the comfortable feeling, but instead she purred silently in her mind. Her body’s response to Trian was immediate, her nipples peaked as her pussy dampened. Her arousal quickened the more her spark’s fingers roamed over her skin. Something began to gather in her mind. That little one thing that kept trying to tell her something, but feeling so safe with her mate, she pushed it aside, wanting to enjoy the comfortable moment before reality kicked in.

  “Me unum,” Trian whispered.

  His deep voice washed over her, giving her the incentive to open her eyes and greet… She frowned, wondering what time of day it was. Amelia raised her head to gaze into Trian’s eyes before the whole shebang with the Lesh, Pauseypaul, and…

  “Oh my God. Zoe.” She leaned up on her right elbow in a flash, her left hand still resting on Trian’s bare chest. Sorrow showed in her mate’s eyes. He tugged her back down to lay on his chest again. She fought all the way. “No, Trian, I need to know. Where is she? Did you find her? I saw that jerk touch her in medical but…” Her eyes filled with tears, making Trian blur. “Pauseypaul... He zapped with her, didn’t he?” The memory of the hatred on the Gracian’s face and him touching Zoe had nausea rising in her stomach.

  “We haven’t found her and him yet, me unum.”

  “Oh God, no. Where did he go?”

  Trian pulled her up his chest a little more and kissed her forehead before answering. “He zapped back to the Hanja, to their hanger bay, and stole a ship. Before anyone on the ship knew what was going on he was already heading toward the wormhole.”

  She leaned up on her elbow again, looking Trian in the face. “What do you mean before they knew what was happening? They didn’t know the hanger door was opening, they didn’t know he’d flown out of the ship?” Her anger was rising. During her time on the Gemorph, she’d learned a lot about Trian’s people and his ship. If someone had opened the hanger door, one of his officers would have been instantly aware.

  Trian sighed. “Pausey hacked and screwed with some of their systems. It wasn’t until one of Fortua’s officers spotted the small flyer in space that they were aware someone had left the ship. By the time Fortua and I scrambled other flyers to try and stop him…We were too late, my mate. Once on the other side of the wormhole, we could detect no sign of him.”

  Tears filled Amelia’s eyes. The thought of Zoe out there with that male made her feel ill. “How are we going to find her, Trian? We can’t leave her out there with him.” A sob left her as her tears began to flow.

  Depression hit Amelia hard. Trian pulled her down on his chest and held her tightly. Amelia had watched Zoe take out several Lesh, with a pole for crying out loud. If Zoe had been awake, Amelia knew Zoe would have taken that Gracian out in a flash and he would have been swallowing his balls. With only a small amount of satisfaction, Amelia knew no matter where Zoe was, she’d give her captors hell. She only hoped Zoe’s depression didn’t kick in. If it did, she’d be in trouble.

  “We think he was going to take both of you, but the alarm that Ausk set must have slowed his plans and he only took Zoe.”

  “Is someone looking for her?” Amelia half-wished she’d been taken with Zoe, so they could protect and watch over each other instead of her friend being out there all alone.

  “Fortua was adamant he would go searching for her, so he and some of his men swapped ships with Frimm. The Jupion is smaller than the Hanja, but it moves faster. Frimm was happy to swap ships with him. I think he likes the fact he’s running a bigger ship.”

  Amelia heard the surprise in Trian’s reply and wondered at it. “Why are you surprised at that?” She raised her head to look Trian in his eyes again, her sobs abating a little.

  “I’m surprised at the way Fortua acted. He almost demanded Frimm swap ships with him so he could go after Zoe. She can’t be his spark, because he’s already touched her and his energy didn’t affect her, so I don’t understand why he’s so…so desperate to find her. What added to my surprise was Basup, he was just as persistent that he go with Fortua to help find her.”

  “Perhaps they both are her mates?” Amelia asked, hope flaring inside her. By the looks of it, Zoe had two huge, stubborn, determined males looking for her. Amelia was sure they would find her one way or another. If Pausey still had her, his future looked bleak.

  “No.” Trian shook his head. “No Gracian male would ever share a female. I have never heard of such a thing. Now sleep, me unum. You’re safe. Frimm has moved his ship to the wormhole, and the space around your planet is as safe as we can make it for now. More Gracian ships will be joining us soon.”

  Amelia closed her eyes, which were slightly swollen from crying, knowing she would need her energy. Not only to keep her hope alive that Zoe would be found, but to help the Gracian men find their sparks on Earth. The planet’s governments had no idea what was coming.

  * * * *

  Trian woke uncomfortable; his energy was soaring through his body and his cock was rock-hard. He couldn’t fathom the reason until he felt a warm waft of air over his shaft. At some point during the night, his mate’s head had moved down to lay on his lower stomach, and each time Amelia exhaled, she did so over his groin.

  Lustful thoughts had his dick growing harder and more painful. Was his mate up to taking care of him, or should he just go take a shower? Before he had a chance to make a choice, Amelia stirred. He felt her lashes flicker over his abs as her eyes open. He couldn’t see her face, but looking down his body he knew the first thing she’d see was his erection.

  “Oh my.” Her voice was husky with sleep. “Good morning, mate.”

  She shifted her head to look up at him. He saw the mischievous look in her eyes before she moved her head back down his body. He hissed out a breath when he felt the tip of her tongue touch the top of his cock. A long lick followed, and she hummed. He reached down and entwined his fingers in her hair as yet another flick of her tongue crossed the sensitive head of his shaft. He wanted more, he wanted to feel her mouth over his erection, to have her swallow him until the head of his cock touched the back of her throat. His fingers tightened, his control near bursting when again she licked him.

  “Stop teasing me, woman, and just suck me in.” He growled in frustration.

  She chuckled. He grabbed some more pillows and shoved them behind his head so he could see what she was doing. He watched and felt her tongue lick over the crown, and he nearly came as her warm, soft mouth sucked and swallowed him. It took every ounce of his control not to raise his hips and feed her his whole shaft at once. He felt her gag a bit when he touched the back of her throat. She couldn’t take his whole member inside, so she moved one of her hands and fisted the base. She swallowed and held still for a moment before withdrawin
g.

  Amelia turned her eyes to him and stared as she slowly slid her mouth down the length of his hardness. His body shook at the sensual feeling. She raised up, pulling her mouth to the crown of his cock before lowering again. His balls drew up as he watched her suck hungrily, all the time never taking her eyes off his. It was as if she was taunting him.

  Finally, his control broke, and he lifted her and gently tossed her over onto her stomach. He raised her hips and settled behind her. He inserted a single digit between her swollen, glistening folds and moaned at feeling her hot, wet, and ready for him.

  Quickly, Trian withdrew his finger and placed his cock at her entrance. He wanted so badly to slam inside of her, to take her hard and fast. His energy bubbled underneath his skin. His self-control hadn’t broken that much though; he would love his little mate. He slid inside his spark slowly until his groin sat at her luscious behind. Amelia squeezed her vagina walls and groaned.

  “Take me, Trian. Give me all of you. Hard and fast,” she panted, pushing back against him.

  Damn female is going to be the death of me. Watching, he withdrew his cock from her delectable body until it was once again poised at her entrance. Seeing his shaft covered in both of their juices made him even more aroused.

  He bent over her back, cupping her ample breasts. Hadn’t she and Hover said that she’d feed their babe with them? His dick grew harder at the thought. He so desperately wanted to tie this female to him a little more. He didn’t want to own her, he wanted to possess her, but only in the best way. He didn’t want to be apart from his female, his mate, his little spark, ever again.

  Trian clutched Amelia’s hips and slammed back in as he’d wanted to, then he withdrew only to do the same thing again. The sound and scent of their lovemaking filled the air around them, fueling the need for Trian to empty his seed inside his spark. Hover had told him that procreation between the two species could happen, he just didn’t know how long it would take. Trian wanted to see his Amelia plump with their child. He wanted many children running the corridors of the Gemorph. The human females brought a new hope to the Gracians that their existence could continue.