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late afternoon date.”
“What if he says no?”
Tren wanted to go over there and reassure his future bride he would never say no to her, but she didn’t know he was listening in on her conversation.
“Trust me, he won’t.”
“I don’t know…” Paige glanced over her shoulder, and the moment her pale blue eyes—the color of the Earth sky at midday—met his, heat flashed through him before she quickly looked away. “He’s watching us.”
Tren looked off to his left, not wanting to alarm Paige. He’d have to handle her delicately, like a newly hatched zendor cub. A mental ping came through his communication implants, letting him know he had a high security message waiting for him, but he ignored it. Nothing was more important than securing Paige’s affections. He’d like her kiss, but her friend was right. She deserved to be courted and even though she was unaware of her rights as a Kadothian bride, he would honor her by leading her slowly and gently into their bonding.
The beep in his head came again, but he ignored the increased security rating of whatever message needed his attention. He had to talk with Paige before he answered it, because he knew that once he received the message, he would have to leave her to deal with whatever the threat was. For a moment the peace inside of him waned as the reality of the overwhelming odds he fought every day to keep his people safe swamped him. It wasn’t just the Hive. It was space pirates, corrupt politicians, despots on distant planets, all of which threatened the Bel’Tan Galaxy. And that wasn’t even going into the deadly political games on Kadothia, a planet where territory was gained or lost by bloodshed. He’d won his land on the Cliffs of Goeth hundreds of years ago and had held it ever since, destroying any Warrior foolish enough to challenge his claim to the lush, mineral-rich land.
And once, he’d shared that territory with a man he’d loved and trusted more than anyone.
Only to be betrayed.
“Um, Tren?”
Paige’s shaking voice recalled him from his harsh memories, and he abruptly pulled himself together when he scented fear on her. “Forgive me, Paige, I was remembering unpleasant things.”
The spiky fear scent faded, and he took in a deep breath of her sweetness, needing to rid himself of the primal urge to go on the offensive and slay whatever enemy was making her afraid.
“It’s okay. I, uh…I was wondering…”
“Yes.”
She blinked up at him, coming a step closer, close enough that he could feel her heat. “What?”
“Whatever you want from me, whatever you need, the answer will always be yes.”
“Well, okay.” She looked down, and her embarrassment along with a good case of nervousness tickled at his senses. “So, would you like to drink coffee with me? I mean, go drink coffee, with me, at a place. That serves coffee.”
Unable to stop himself despite knowing he didn’t have her official permission to touch her freely, he smoothed a strand of her long hair from her face, slipping his hand beneath the silky mass and groaning at the feel of it tickling his hand. What he wouldn’t give to feel all this softness spread out over his thighs as her lush mouth sucked on the head of his aching cock. He could picture her pink lips sealed over the deep purple tip, her blunt little teeth raking his shaft with each suck.
“Tren?”
Realizing she was waiting for a response that didn’t include throwing her to the ground and claiming her right there and then, he struggled past his growing lust. “Yes. Where shall I meet you?”
“Grind Me Gloria’s on Main Street.”
He quickly pulled up the map of the area in his head and located it. Trying to recall his training on the mating rituals common to this part of Earth, he said, “Shall I provide transportation to you?”
“Huh?”
Hating the language barrier, he tried again. “Shall I transport you in my vehicle?”
“Oh, you mean should you pick me up. No, I live
“What if he says no?”
Tren wanted to go over there and reassure his future bride he would never say no to her, but she didn’t know he was listening in on her conversation.
“Trust me, he won’t.”
“I don’t know…” Paige glanced over her shoulder, and the moment her pale blue eyes—the color of the Earth sky at midday—met his, heat flashed through him before she quickly looked away. “He’s watching us.”
Tren looked off to his left, not wanting to alarm Paige. He’d have to handle her delicately, like a newly hatched zendor cub. A mental ping came through his communication implants, letting him know he had a high security message waiting for him, but he ignored it. Nothing was more important than securing Paige’s affections. He’d like her kiss, but her friend was right. She deserved to be courted and even though she was unaware of her rights as a Kadothian bride, he would honor her by leading her slowly and gently into their bonding.
The beep in his head came again, but he ignored the increased security rating of whatever message needed his attention. He had to talk with Paige before he answered it, because he knew that once he received the message, he would have to leave her to deal with whatever the threat was. For a moment the peace inside of him waned as the reality of the overwhelming odds he fought every day to keep his people safe swamped him. It wasn’t just the Hive. It was space pirates, corrupt politicians, despots on distant planets, all of which threatened the Bel’Tan Galaxy. And that wasn’t even going into the deadly political games on Kadothia, a planet where territory was gained or lost by bloodshed. He’d won his land on the Cliffs of Goeth hundreds of years ago and had held it ever since, destroying any Warrior foolish enough to challenge his claim to the lush, mineral-rich land.
And once, he’d shared that territory with a man he’d loved and trusted more than anyone.
Only to be betrayed.
“Um, Tren?”
Paige’s shaking voice recalled him from his harsh memories, and he abruptly pulled himself together when he scented fear on her. “Forgive me, Paige, I was remembering unpleasant things.”
The spiky fear scent faded, and he took in a deep breath of her sweetness, needing to rid himself of the primal urge to go on the offensive and slay whatever enemy was making her afraid.
“It’s okay. I, uh…I was wondering…”
“Yes.”
She blinked up at him, coming a step closer, close enough that he could feel her heat. “What?”
“Whatever you want from me, whatever you need, the answer will always be yes.”
“Well, okay.” She looked down, and her embarrassment along with a good case of nervousness tickled at his senses. “So, would you like to drink coffee with me? I mean, go drink coffee, with me, at a place. That serves coffee.”
Unable to stop himself despite knowing he didn’t have her official permission to touch her freely, he smoothed a strand of her long hair from her face, slipping his hand beneath the silky mass and groaning at the feel of it tickling his hand. What he wouldn’t give to feel all this softness spread out over his thighs as her lush mouth sucked on the head of his aching cock. He could picture her pink lips sealed over the deep purple tip, her blunt little teeth raking his shaft with each suck.
“Tren?”
Realizing she was waiting for a response that didn’t include throwing her to the ground and claiming her right there and then, he struggled past his growing lust. “Yes. Where shall I meet you?”
“Grind Me Gloria’s on Main Street.”
He quickly pulled up the map of the area in his head and located it. Trying to recall his training on the mating rituals common to this part of Earth, he said, “Shall I provide transportation to you?”
“Huh?”
Hating the language barrier, he tried again. “Shall I transport you in my vehicle?”
“Oh, you mean should you pick me up. No, I live
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