By Order of the Regent Council, Jendrish Milorean, diplomat and former member of the Royal Guard has been found guilty of crimes against Optorio and is now wanted dead or alive. It had my photo, my description, everything.
It was a memo that had gone out privately. But Ozul intercepted it and submitted it to me. And now I knew. I sat back in my seat and felt my heart hammering in my chest for something other than Riley for the first time in a while.
Crimes against Optorio. Wow. I was wanted and there was a reward being offered for my capture – and they didn't care if I was returned whole or in pieces. They just wanted my body. Even if the pack of bounty hunters I was absolutely positive were searching for me at that moment returned me to the Regents alive, I knew that wasn't a condition that would last for very long.
I just stared blankly at the message for a little while. Who had authorized this? Who had distributed the memo?
“Ozul” I said. “Can you find the origin of this bulletin? Who authored it?”
My biosystem was silent for a moment as he sorted through the data. “The source is unfortunately, anonymous,” he said. “It would appear that whoever wants you dead does not want to attach their name to it.”
The bulleting was meant to go out to a select few, but because I had Ozul digging through everything where my name appeared, he'd turned it up. I had to be careful now. Very careful.
“There is an addendum to the original memo,” Ozul said. “And you probably won't like this very much.”
“What is it?” I asked.
Another message popped up on the screen and I felt my heart sink.
Subject may be headed to Earth.
As if wanting me dead wasn't bad enough on its own. But they now knew where I was headed, which meant that every bounty hunter in the system would be converging on Earth looking for me. Which meant I'd have to lay low for a while, stay undercover. I was even looking at the very real possibility that I may not ever be able to return to the place I called home.
It was a realization that rocked me to my core. Not only that, but I felt so very alone in that moment. But, I would never take any of it back. I wouldn't change a thing – even if it meant never setting foot on Optorion soil again. I'd done what was right, and if they'd see me dead because of it, so be it.
But there was still a part of me that felt so betrayed by it all, knowing that I fought so hard for my people all these years and tried to do the best I could for Optorio. And this was what I got out of it.
My heart was breaking in that moment and I had no idea what to do.
Chapter Five
Riley
I offered to be last to be offloaded, to let the others go home before me. And with each successive drop-off, my own excitement grew, making the soft flutter in my stomach turn into a raging torrent of nerves. I was getting closer and closer to my home – a place I really doubted I was ever going to see again.
Yet, the idea of being home didn't entirely fill me with joy. At least, not as much as I expected it too. I was scared, honestly. As I thought about it, I realized that it was fear dulling my joy. I was afraid of being alone and of going to work and of everything I did – all of those things that were normal and I took for granted before I'd been taken.
What if they found me again? What if they didn't like being denied their prize and sought me out once again? What if they took me again?
I was terrified to go home to my empty apartment, but knew I couldn't stay aboard the ship either. And there was no way in hell was I going back. Not after everything they'd done to us. After everything they'd subjected us to. Just the thought of going back filled me with a sense of dread more powerful than anything I'd ever felt before.
Despite my ill will toward some of his people, I could still see that Jendrish was different than the others. Not only that, he seemed different from other men entirely – at least, the men I'd been exposed to. Unlike them, he made me feel safe. It was entirely foreign to me and something I wasn't used to. It was crazy, but as hard as I tried to fight against it, I really didn't want to leave his side.
No one had ever protected me like that before – not like he had. No one had ever stepped in to save me before. And nobody had ever risked their life for me. Jendrish gave me hope that maybe not all men were like my ex. And a small voice whispered in the back of my mind that knowing not all men were like Mike, perhaps I could love again – one day. Maybe this whole experience – as shitty and terrifying as it had been – was to teach me that I could feel safe with other men.
“We're here,” he said.
He didn't have to tell me that, however. I already knew. I could tell by the landscape that we were in the forests outside of my small town. He picked a spot in the forest, well away from the prying eyes of the residents of Sapphire Bay.
I was home and should be happy, but I wasn't. Not entirely
“Where are you going now?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I don't know. I need to lay low and not draw attention to myself for a while. I'll use the time to figure out what my next steps will be. So, I'll probably find somewhere to hide out for a bit.”
“Are there people after you?” I asked.
He looked at me evenly for a moment, as if he were trying to decide how honest he should be with me. I hoped that he would be entirely honest and not try to spare my feelings or protect me – or whatever half-assed rationalizations men used when they weren't being honest.
“Yes, but it's okay. It's nothing to worry about really,” he said. I could tell he was trying to downplay it all.
“Do you have any family?” I asked. “Friends? Somewhere you can go?”
“Not really. My family is dead,” he said. “The only other person I trusted is dead too. Except for Ozul, I'm on my own right now.”
Oh how I knew that feeling. I knew it well.
“Well, if you need a place to crash for a few days, you can always stay with me.”
I'd said it before I had time to stop and think about it. I lived in a studio apartment. It was literally just a kitchen and a bed. Where would he sleep? What was I thinking? But as he turned to me, I knew I couldn't take it back. The look in his eyes – sadness being replaced by hope – there was no way I could turn him away now. Not after all he'd done for me.
“I don't want to be a burden to you,” he said. “Not after everything you've been through already.”
“It's not a problem, Jendrish,” I said, doubling down on my offer. “In fact, if I may be honest – I'm scared of being alone right now. After all that happened, I'm terrified they'll come back and grab me again. And maybe I don't make it out alive next time.”
Jendrish reached out and stroked my cheek softly before pulling it away as if he never meant to touch me. Not that I minded. His touch was calming. Reassuring.
“I don't ever want you to be scared again,” he said.
“Then you can stay with me. Face it – we need each other right now. You have nowhere to go, I'm scared of being alone. It all works out, doesn't it?”
“Maybe so,” he said, mostly muttering to himself. “The former king of Optorio actually lives in Sapphire Bay, so I was thinking I might reach out to him – ”
“It's too late to do that today,” I said. “Maybe in the morning?”
“Maybe so,” he said.
“Then come on,” I said, motioning for him to follow me off the ship. “It's settled. You can spend at least one night with me until you talk to your former king and come up with a plan.”
Jendrish hesitated, but eventually he rushed to catch up with me. “Are you sure this isn't a problem?” he asked me again.
I sighed, starting to lose my patience with him for asking again and again. “I said it isn't. I'm not one of those people who merely say things to be polite, Jendrish. If I didn't want you there, I wouldn't have offered it as an option.”
And that was true. Not only was I scared, but how could I leave him alone? After all that he'd done for us? To just send hi
m on his way, alone and with nowhere to go – and with people after him? No, I couldn't imagine doing that. And besides, I really would feel safer with him around. As much as I hated to admit it, in the short time I'd known him, I'd come to enjoy having Jendrish around. Not only did he make me feel safe, it was nice having him to talk to.
He wasn't bad on the eyes either, but that was beside the point. It wasn't like we were going to sleep together. I had a floor. We would work something out, I was sure of it.
Chapter Six
“Care for something to drink?” I asked, staring into my fridge and realizing I didn't have much.
It was pretty bare, but at least there was a bottle of cheap wine. It was just something I'd bought at one point to help de-stress, but it was never opened. Tonight seemed like the perfect night for it, so I pulled it out and opened that baby up.
“Sure, what do you have?” Jendrish asked, standing literally on top of me since my kitchen was so small.
If he was offended by the size of my apartment, he didn't say anything. I knew he came from a family with money – he just had that air about him – and was probably used to more luxurious accommodations.
“Some cheap ass wine,” I mumbled. “And water. From the tap.”
I poured myself a glass of wine and waited for a response from Jendrish. “Wine sounds great actually,” he said. “I've never had Earthling wine before, so this will be new for me.”
“Don't get too excited. It has a screw-on cap.”
“What's that mean?” he asked me.
“It means it's cheap and probably terrible.”
“Then why drink it?”
“Because it gets the job done,” I said with a laugh. “It'll get us drunk, I mean. Or tipsy since I have no intention of getting wasted tonight – though I admit, it is tempting.”
Jendrish just smiled, as if he didn't understand any of what I'd just said, but he was going along with it anyway. I had to wonder if they had alcohol on his planet? Had he ever been drunk before?
I'd soon learned that no, Jendrish had never been drunk before, and in fact, had never tried alcohol. And the “Earthling wine”, as he called it, had an effect on him. It brought out a sillier, goofier side of him. And I had to admit, it was adorable as hell.
He was sitting on the floor, leaning against my bed, staring at the drink in his hand. I was laying on the bed, facing him and laughing as he talked about the strange way his head felt.
He'd only had one glass. I, on the other hand, had two. And I was feeling it, just a little. Enough so that I let my guard down with him. I found myself playing with his soft, silky hair, running my hands through it as we talked – and I told him more personal things than I had ever told anybody before.
“You live alone, I take it?” he asked me.
“Why? Because my apartment is small?” I asked, laughing and pretending to be insulted at the same time.
“No, umm well, there's nothing wrong with a small home. I actually think it's less wasteful than living in a large space, but – ” He mumbled, and I could tell he was feeling like an ass, like he was worried that he'd offended me.
I took his face in my hands and turned him to look at me, holding onto his chin. “It was a joke, Jendrish,” I said. “Yes, I live alone. It's just me, which is why I was so scared of coming home without you.”
“Understood,” he said.
But I didn't hear his words, instead I stared at those lips – they looked so soft, pink, and luscious. I just wanted to press my own lips to them and see if they really were as soft as they looked.
I was staring at him, upside down, so my eyes were looking right at his mouth. I tried to adjust to stare him in the eyes, but before I could do that, his hands were also in my hair. He pulled me closer – just close enough to feel his breath against my face.
I was the one who closed the distance, pressing my lips to his. We kissed like that for a couple minutes, his hands in my hair, until he pulled away. We were both breathless, and he started to apologize, but I wasn't having it.
“Come here,” I said, sitting up and motioning for him to join me on the bed.
“You want me to join you?” he asked.
“Yes, come here and kiss me, you fool,” I said with a laugh.
He smiled, a bright smile that lit up his entire face.
“So you liked it?”
“Of course I did,” I said. “I must have, since I'm asking for more, right?”
He climbed into the bed with me, lying on his side. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him again, this time pressing my tongue past those sensual lips. My whole body was on edge, I felt tingly and warm. Jendrish embraced me, holding my face in his hands and stroked my cheeks as we made out. He was nothing but a gentleman and kept his hands in the appropriate places at all times – but my body ached for more. I felt a fire spring up deep and low within me – a fire I hadn't felt in a long, long time. And it was beginning to really burn.
It had been so long since I'd been with a man that I felt a little hesitant and scared. And I'd never been with a man so kind and generous as Jendrish. I was never the one initiating in the past, but this time, I took the plunge. Perhaps it was the wine or the adrenaline from everything that had happened so far, but I wanted this.
Reaching down, I stroked him through his pants, causing him to jump. “Just checking to see if you're built like us humans,” I teased.
He cocked his head and seemed to be listening to that faraway voice only he could hear again. He'd told me that when he did that, he was actually consulting with Ozul – what he called his artificially intelligent biosystem. I wasn't sure what that was, but I gathered that it was like having a Google in your head that fed you information.
Which made me think that he was – in that moment – consulting Ozul to see if we actually would be sexually compatible. I smiled and shook my head.
“I am built very similarly to your human male,” he said with a nervous laugh. “Ozul assures me that we should have no difficulties – ”
“Good.” I kissed him again, this time more passionately as I let my hands wander all over his body. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts. “Touch me, Jendrish.”
And he did. Once he got started, he was touching me and kissing me like never before. He was so soft and sweet as he slowly undressed me. He took his time, as if savoring every moment, knowing there was no rush. I undressed him, discovering he wasn't wearing jeans and a shirt but rather a suit that hugged his body – sort of like a wetsuit, but different.
He gave me a nervous smile. “Sorry,” he said, as he hurried out of his bodysuit.
Once it was off, I stared at his pale chest, which was dotted with a smidgeon of dark hair that glimmered blue in the light. I ran my fingers through it, causing him to shudder beneath my touch. He was solid, well-toned and muscled without going over that line into being a bodybuilding fanatic.
I wrapped my legs around him as we kissed, our tongues dancing and swirling together. I touched every inch of his magnificent, naked body. I pressed my lower body into him, feeling him grow harder as our bodies touched one another. With one hand, I guided him into me and we both gasped as our bodies joined together.
Rolling over on top of me, Jendrish took control, making love to me as I'd always dreamed of being made love to. It was slow, sweet, and with every thrust of himself deeper into me, that fire deep between my thighs grew hotter and brighter. He was large and thick and he filled me up completely. I bit my lip and stifled a gasp as he moved, burying himself deep within me.
Having Jendrish inside of me felt surreal and magical. It was a whole new and different experience, being with a man that cared so much for my pleasure, who enjoyed watching as I climaxed over and over again, and who after climaxing himself, laid down beside me, holding me close.
He kissed my face – even with the sweat dripping from me. His arms were wrapped around my naked body, my head resting on his chest. I heard his heart beating fast, as
we both came down from the experience, our bodies returning to normal slowly.
And unlike just about every time I'd ever had sex with a man, this time I didn't feel dirty or cheapened by it.
Neither one of us said a word, we didn't have to. He stroked my hair until I finally managed to fall asleep, the first time in what felt like eternity, safe and warm in his embrace.
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The next morning, I was the first to wake up. The sun was filtering through my blinds, nearly blinding me with its light. I stared at the clock – it was already after ten. My head ached from the alcohol, and as I stared down at Jendrish's naked body, I remembered vividly the details of the night before.
My first reaction was normally panic – fear that I'd made some kind of horrible mistake. But this time, I felt none of that. As I sat up to look at the clock, Jendrish reached for me, his eyes still closed. And once he touched me, he motioned for me to lay back down with him.
I did. He rolled over to embrace me more fully, still seemingly asleep. I stared at his face, his eyes closed and peaceful, and I couldn't help but smile. I reached out and touched his cheek, as if I needed to see if he was real. He was too beautiful to be real, almost like a work of art with his pale skin, dark hair and chiseled features. Yet there he was, in the flesh, and we'd had sex the night before.
Remembering that and all we'd done – from having him in my mouth, in my hand, deep inside of me, having his firm body on top of mine with my legs wrapped around his waist – having him taking me a little harder and deeper from behind – it all coalesced in my head and forced the color into my cheeks. I felt like my body was on fire and yet, all I could do was smile.
As I lay there, I reflected on things in my life. Specifically, the feeling that often came with sex – the dirty, guilty feeling – wasn't there. And it felt nice to just snuggle close to him, without feeling bad or hurt. No man had ever made me feel that way before. And yet, there we were. It almost felt too perfect, like I was holding my breath and waiting for the other shoe to drop – which I knew should frighten me. But for whatever reason, it didn't. Not at all.
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