“Maybe the leader you robbed won’t look for you. We’ll go back home—”
“There is no home, Keirah! Not anymore.”
She flinched, and tears welled up in her pretty blue eyes. God! This wasn’t how he wanted to direct this conversation. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He pulled her into his arms and wrapped them tightly around her. He kissed her forehead.
“I’m so sorry, Keirah,” he said softly. “So fucking sorry. I love you, and that won’t ever change. You’re my light in this dark world.”
They stayed like that for a while, until she pushed away and sat up. “Captain Krig is expecting us for dinner tonight. He wants to meet you.”
“Well, this should be a delightful conversation.”
“Geoff—”
He waved off her protest. “Forgive me, Keirah. I’m just a little bitter.”
“I know. So am I.”
He nodded wearily. “Yeah, I know that, too.”
****
Dinner was a tense affair, and Keirah couldn’t help but play eyeball tennis with Captain Krig and Geoff since she was sitting in the middle. They were in Krig’s chamber eating food that was very strange, but it was edible and more food than she’d had in a while so she was busy stuffing her mouth. Geoff didn’t seem to have much of an appetite, and Krig seemed too relaxed as he methodically ate whatever dish was in front of him.
“I’m glad you have an appetite,” Krig murmured as he glanced at her. “You’re far too thin.”
“Obtaining food was getting a little difficult back home,” she said and then took another mouthful, chewing slowly.
Krig glanced at Geoff. “You don’t like the food?”
“It’s fine. It’s the situation that has my stomach in knots.”
“I see,” Krig replied and laid his utensil down. “You don’t like my proposal?”
“That’s not it,” Geoff said.
“I can certainly make sure you go back to Earth if you’d like. However, I would caution you against finding yourselves in an unpredictable arrangement again.”
“Like your proposal?”
“Like the fact that Xyran and Alpha are both male dominated societies with very few women. Also, did you ever consider you could wind up part of the relationship?”
Geoff’s eyebrows shot up. “Is that what you’re expecting?”
“I’ve never been attracted to male lovers,” Krig said. “You?”
“No.”
Krig’s eyes narrowed a bit, but Keirah couldn’t tell what was going through his head. She almost hated how controlled he was. Did the man feel nothing?
“Very well,” Krig said. “Then I suppose you have questions about my proposal.”
“Keirah outlined most of it. You will be on duty pretty much all the time, but when you have mandatory shore leave you’ll want to be with her.”
“Correct,” Krig said and folded his arms. “I have a large estate on Planet Alpha that needs a chatelaine. I thought you might be able to fulfill that role, Geoff.”
“I have no idea what a chatelaine is,” Geoff admitted.
“Just someone who oversees the property and keeps it running smoothly.”
“Right. ‘Cause I know all about land management,” he said bitterly.
Krig simply smiled and turned to Keirah. “I’m at the end of my patrol run,” he said. “We’re actually heading back to Alpha now. I thought we could get better acquainted once we reach my home.”
Keirah looked at Geoff, but he wasn’t looking at her. He was staring down at his food, moving it around on the plate with his fork. It was clear he was letting her decide their fate.
“What if we both work as your chatelaines?” she asked. “Or I can work as a maid?”
“That’s not my proposition.”
This wasn’t fair. But then whoever said life was fair?
“We’ll stay with you,” she whispered. She saw Geoff stiffen for a moment, and then relax. She wasn’t sure what was going through his head, and it hurt her heart that she was hurting his.
“Excellent,” Krig murmured. He stood up and picked up her hand, giving the wrist a small kiss. She hated how her pulse jumped as electricity skipped across her skin. “I’m on duty for the rest of the night. You both may sleep here, undisturbed.”
And then he was gone, leaving them alone in the amber glow of the room.
“He’s like a force of nature,” Geoff said.
“Yes.”
“He’ll be able to protect you.”
“He’ll be able to protect both of us. We can have a good life.”
“I suppose.” Geoff pushed away his half eaten plate of food and stood. He held out his hand to her, and she placed hers in it. He pulled her close to his body, and although he didn’t have the hugely muscled physique of Captain Krig, his streamlined, toned body more than made her juices run. Her heart leapt with desire as she saw the answering gleam in his eyes. “I don’t know what I did to be so lucky, but when you said you’d marry me I made a vow to protect you, no matter what. Yes, Keirah, we can have a good life. I love you so much.”
“I love you, too,” she whispered and pulled his head down to hers. His hand buried in her hair as their lips met and fused together, stars popping behind her closed lids.
Geoff nuzzled the hair at her temple before tracing the shell of her ear with his tongue. He gently bit her earlobe, and Keirah’s breath quickened before he rained light kisses over her forehead and down her nose. A second later, he pressed his mouth against hers. She wrapped her arms about his neck and kissed him back, opening her mouth to allow Geoff’s tongue to sweep inside. Tongues began swirling together, mimicking the sexual act of thrusting in and out. Geoff’s hands skittered over her body, over her chest to lightly touch the sides of her breasts. She thrust out, wanting more, but he continued his exploration, grasping her hips and pressing himself into her. She felt his hard cock and parted her thighs, wanting him nestled right where she needed him most. Her panties turned wet with need as she shamelessly pressed herself against him.
She brought her hands down to fumble with the buttons on his shirt, the past twenty-four hours lending an air of desperation to the task. She wanted Geoff naked so she could feel his slick skin pressing against her, taking her, filling her up as only he could. Captain Krig might become the man filling her bed, but Geoff would always be the man who filled her heart.
Finally, the last button was undone, and she pushed the shirt off his shoulders, breaking the kiss to lave his body with small, wet kisses. She slid her mouth across the smooth, bare chest, inhaling the delicious aroma of Geoff’s unique scent of man, soap, and outdoors. That would probably change now that they were on their way to a new planet, but she hoped not. Geoff’s nipples were beaded, and she sucked one into her mouth, biting gently. He groaned in appreciation, his hand burying in her hair to hold her closer. She knew he loved a little pain with his pleasure because she was the same. She teased and tasted each one, sucking on the pointed tips until he was moaning regularly.
“Oh, baby,” Geoff whispered passionately. “Suck on them, Keirah. God, that feels good. I want you to suck my cock just like that.”
The dirty words turned her on, and she gripped the waistband of his pants to unzip them, pushing them as far down as possible before she let go of his nipples to sink to her knees. The pants pooled around his ankles, and she helped him step out of them. He stood before her gloriously naked, and she eyed his beautiful dick as a dribble of pre-cum pearled at the top. She grabbed the base and licked it, loving his salty essence. The first time she’d made love to him he’d taught her how to pleasure him, but it didn’t take her long to take over, craving how he felt and tasted in her mouth. His cock was long and slender, his scrotum resting underneath, and she gave a quick flick of her tongue to roll the two balls around. Geoff’s hands were still in her hair, and he guided her back to his shaft. She held the base as she brought her mouth over the tip and glided her mouth down.
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She began the blowjob in earnest, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible, as if it were possible to erase Captain Krig from their minds. How could she possibly do this with another man? She sucked harder, pumped faster, hoping he would lose himself in the sensation. But all too soon he was stopping her.
“Wait, baby,” he said with a rough, passion-filled voice. “My turn. I want to taste your wet pussy and tongue-fuck you until you scream my name.”
The words made her shiver with desire, and she reluctantly released his cock from her mouth. He helped her to stand and then undressed her, letting her clothes fall to the floor with his. The fact that they were making love in Krig’s room, on Krig’s bed, was somehow significant. Like they were giving him a big old “fuck you” with their middle fingers raised high. And as appealing as that thought might be, Keirah had a sneaky suspicion that Krig knew what would happen if he left them alone here. But she was too far invested in the moment to try to foil his I told you so.
Geoff picked her up and laid her upon the bed before cupping her breasts and licking her hard little nipples. She arched her back, loving how he blew cool air against the wet tips to further enhance the feelings. Her sensitive little nubs were a direct link to her clit, and she felt herself getting wetter with each second. She began to writhe, wanting more, wishing he’d just fuck her and make her come.
As if he’d heard her thoughts, he abruptly left her breasts to drop to his knees between her thighs, pushing her legs wide. She watched him through half open eyes as he admired her pussy spread out before him like a feast.
“Eat me,” she ordered softly. “Lick my pussy. Make me come.”
“Gladly, my love,” he said, and she felt the first swipe of his tongue across her clit. She gasped and thrust her pelvis up, wanting more. He gripped her thighs and buried his face in her cunt. His tongue slid inside as he licked and sucked on her clit until the world began to tilt and her climax hit her all at once. She panted and shook, high on the euphoria of her orgasm, but he wasn’t done yet. Two of his fingers slid inside her, curling a little to find her special spot that made the world spin faster. Before she knew it, she was arching again as a smaller orgasm rolled through her.
He then stood up, and she cracked her eyes open to see him holding his cock in one hand, pumping it a little before settling between her thighs. With a mighty push he thrust inside her, and tiny little sparks danced over her body. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him still for a moment, loving how deep he was inside her body.
“Oh God,” she moaned as he withdrew and pushed back in. “Yes, Geoff! Please fuck me!”
His cock buried into her tight passage, and he began to pump in and out. His strokes grew harder and harder and he pushed deeper and deeper into her wet pussy.
“God, you’re so tight!” he muttered as sweat began to roll off his body.
He was pushing into her with force, her breasts bouncing up and down, and another orgasm sprang over her. She grabbed his back, her nails scratching over his skin, and he hissed. She knew he loved it when she went a little wild.
But just before she knew he was going to come, he pulled out of her and stood. She opened her eyes in protest and saw his swollen cock, wet with her juices.
“Why’d you stop?”
“Flip onto your stomach,” he ordered. “I want your ass.”
Without hesitation, she obeyed, turning onto her belly and wiggling her ass at him. She liked anal sex, but she had a strong feeling this had more to do with Captain Krig than the desire to fuck her ass. Geoff took one of the pillows and pushed it under her hips, helping to keep her up.
“Hold your cheeks open,” he said, and she did, knowing he was going to work a little on loosening her up. She was pretty good at relaxing, and it only took a moment of his finger sliding in and out of her tight rosette until she was ready for him. Using her own pussy juice, he lubed her up, and she felt him pushing into her back hole.
“Oh fuck, you’re tight,” he said a bit breathlessly. “So good. So fucking good!”
He pushed all the way in and then pulled back slowly, over and over, letting the pressure build again. He pumped slowly, building in tempo as his cock grew even firmer in her ass. His fingers came around her front and found her clit.
“Oh! I’m going to come,” she cried.
“Come for me, baby,” he urged. “Come on my fingers. God! Your ass is squeezing my dick so tight. It feels so good!”
She was coming and bucking and moaning, and it was wonderful. It was only a second or two later that Geoff followed her, crying out as he spilled deep inside her body. He collapsed on top of her for a moment, and she felt his heart beating franticly, but then he pushed himself off her, out of her, and sat on the floor beside the bed. Keirah felt his cum running out of her ass, and she rose, grabbing her dinner napkin to wipe herself up. Then she sat beside him, and he took her hand in his, interlocking their fingers.
“Did you take my ass because of Krig’s condition?”
He didn’t answer for a moment and she thought he might ignore her, but then he nodded. “Yes. I don’t, you know, have any condoms.”
Her heart felt heavy and sad. “Oh, right. Geoff—”
He looked at her. “It’s okay, Keirah. I love you. That won’t ever change. Okay?”
What else could she say to that? “Okay.”
Chapter Four
Krig stared blindly at the readout in front of him, but he couldn’t concentrate on one thing. He knew what Keirah and Geoffrey were doing in his room. He’d practically handed them an invitation to have at it, and if he were completely truthful with himself the knowledge made him feel…odd. He’d always thought human women were attractive because they brought out some protective instincts, but when he’d seen Geoffrey DeWinter something fierce surged through his body and he’d wanted to bare his tesak in anger. Could that be jealousy? Could he actually feel jealous over a puny human male? Ridiculous. He could snap the human male with one hand tied behind his back. What did Keirah see in him?
“Are you all right?”
The question from his assigned First Officer, Niklis, and it snapped him out of his musing. He looked around and frowned. “What?”
“I asked if you were all right. You’ve been staring at that monitor for over five minutes.”
“Perfectly fine,” he replied, taking a deep breath and pushing aside all thoughts of Keirah and what she was doing with her husband.
“You kept the human woman,” Niklis said, and Krig wasn’t sure where he was going with that statement.
“She is going to be my mate.”
Niklis frowned. “And her husband? You plan on killing him?”
“No. We’ll work the arrangement out.”
Niklis snorted. “I’d kill the husband. It would be nice to have a woman, even if she was human. I haven’t had too many offers because of this.”
He pointed to his face, where scars marred the once smooth skin. Krig knew the Alphan male had been caught in a horrible fire when he was younger, which had resulted not only in scars but the loss of one of his horns, and without both horns, well… Pity welled up inside of Krig. He didn’t know much about Niklis, but he knew he’d joined the military to regain his position of honor in his family. Not knowing what to say to the man, Krig decided to drop it altogether by returning to his captain’s chair.
“Sir, we have a ship on an intercept course,” his tactical officer stated, and he brought up the image on the view screen.
“That’s a Xyran ship,” Niklis said needlessly because Krig already knew that.
“Shields,” he called out. “Battle stations. Hail them.”
A second later, the face of a Xyran warrior appeared, and Krig felt something cold move through him. He had a bad feeling he wasn’t going to like this confrontation.
“I am Commander Iell. Give me the human female who killed my brother,” the Xyran leader demanded without preamble.
“How does he know she was
the one who killed him?” Niklis whispered.
“I don’t know.” Krig looked around the bridge and studied each man quickly. “Perhaps we have a traitor in our midst.”
“Who would betray us to the Xyrans?” Niklis asked softly so as not to be heard.
“A coward,” Krig answered just as softly and then spoke loudly to address the Xyran. “Your brother attacked a shuttle filled with humans, which broke the treaty agreements made with Earth. Do you wish to further engage in battle?”
“Your ship does not scare me,” the Xyran sneered.
“It should,” Krig told him coldly. “My battlements outgun yours, and with our shielding you have no hope of breeching my hull. Surrender now.”
“If you will not give me the human bitch I will have to take her,” the Xyran said, and suddenly red klaxon lights flooded the bridge as a shrill warning signal rang.
“We’re losing shields!”
“What?” Krig demanded. “How?”
“Some kind of computer virus,” his tactical officer said. “I can’t stop it in time!”
Krig’s mind whirled. Without shields they still had a fighting chance, but there would be damage. Massive damage.
“Arm laser cannons!” he shouted. “Tactical maneuvers!”
He no sooner got the command out than they were hit with a mighty blast, which threw him off balance and into the helm.
“Get us out of here!” he screeched to the officer.
“Navigation has been knocked offline!”
Another explosion ripped over the ship, sending up sparks and fire. The consoles were lighting up with damage reports.
“Fire back at them!” Krig ordered.
“That second hit took out our weapons,” the tactical officer reported.
“Give me the woman and I will cease firing on your ship, Captain,” the Xyran hissed, still on the view screen. He had a look of self-righteous indignation upon his ugly face.
“You destroying this ship is an outright declaration of war against Alpha!” Krig told Iell. “Is your government ready to handle this bloodshed over your personal vendetta?”
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