made him close his eyes for a few heartbeats while he endured his cock
hardening even more, until it dug into the unforgiving seam of the front
closure of his pants. Anger instantly surfaced when he opened his eyes.
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Smile at me.”
Charlie’s mouth parted but the smile faded. “Are you okay?
Your face looks a little darker gray than normal.”
“It’s anger.”
“What did I do to piss you off? Try to make light of the
situation of me being half naked? I’m trying real hard not to feel
uncomfortable and if you were a regular guy I’d be a little afraid.”
“Regular guy? Explain that context to me.”
“You know. A human guy. I know you’re not interested in me
as a woman, especially since you’ve made it no secret that you detest us. If I
thought you had a sex drive geared toward women such as myself, well, this
would be a real sticky situation.”
He made sure to keep his lower body concealed to be certain
she didn’t notice the state of his very stimulated erection. “I understand.”
Zorus took extra care to be gentle when he cleaned her
shoulder to remove the dried blood and examined the scratches for signs of
infection. Anger surfaced again at the sight of the angry marks marring her
delicate skin. He regretted killing the dock worker so quickly. Now his
preference would have been to make him suffer first.
“How bad is it? It stings a little.”
“It’s minimal. You’ll heal within a week. I do not see any
sign of infection but I’m going to obtain a med kit to be certain. Are you
allergic to antibiotics?”
“No. At least I don’t think so.”
That drew alarm from him as he inched closer until his face
hovered over hers. “You aren’t certain what medications you may have adverse
effects to?”
“I’ve never had them. I’m a grunt, remember? The government
doesn’t give out medicine to us. I may have worked in the better part of the
city but it didn’t raise my status any. They only allow us to move so we’re
able to get to work easier. They also hate to replace us and since murder rates
are high in the slums, they put up with us living on the outer edge of the safe
zones.”
The list of diseases and infections that could have taken
her life scrolled through his thoughts. It angered him. She wasn’t a big female
or overly robust. She actually looked a little frail to him and her softer,
rounded body meant she didn’t have a healthy exercise routine to gain an
increased physical durability.
“What will you do when you reach Saturn?”
“Find my brother, make him give me half the money, and I’ll
start over. I sure can’t return to Earth. By now they’ve figured out who helped
you escape and they’ll have issued an alert on me.”
“Won’t they send someone after you if you’re living on
Saturn?”
“Maybe, but they don’t scan people as much there. If I live
under the radar I can survive.”
He quickly calculated her odds of avoiding detection. “Why
not travel farther from Earth? Your odds are better.”
“I’m a woman alone.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t know much about what’s going on, do you? Probably
not,” she answered her own question quickly. “Slave traders grab unprotected
women and sell them to space whorehouses. That’s if I’m lucky.”
“You’d enjoy that lifestyle?” Everything he’d learned about
her made him highly doubt that.
“Hell no.” She glared at him. “Learn sarcasm. It’s just the
alternative is ending up captured by space pirates.” Fear etched her features.
“Do you know what those are?”
“Yes. We’ve come across those mutated humans who live in
deep space. They carry diseases, are prone to extreme insanity, and usually
attempt to breed any captured females. Our reports state that they don’t have a
high success rate. The females usually die pretty quickly.”
“Exactly. I’ve also heard they turn cannibal sometimes and
that’s not my idea of a
hardening even more, until it dug into the unforgiving seam of the front
closure of his pants. Anger instantly surfaced when he opened his eyes.
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Smile at me.”
Charlie’s mouth parted but the smile faded. “Are you okay?
Your face looks a little darker gray than normal.”
“It’s anger.”
“What did I do to piss you off? Try to make light of the
situation of me being half naked? I’m trying real hard not to feel
uncomfortable and if you were a regular guy I’d be a little afraid.”
“Regular guy? Explain that context to me.”
“You know. A human guy. I know you’re not interested in me
as a woman, especially since you’ve made it no secret that you detest us. If I
thought you had a sex drive geared toward women such as myself, well, this
would be a real sticky situation.”
He made sure to keep his lower body concealed to be certain
she didn’t notice the state of his very stimulated erection. “I understand.”
Zorus took extra care to be gentle when he cleaned her
shoulder to remove the dried blood and examined the scratches for signs of
infection. Anger surfaced again at the sight of the angry marks marring her
delicate skin. He regretted killing the dock worker so quickly. Now his
preference would have been to make him suffer first.
“How bad is it? It stings a little.”
“It’s minimal. You’ll heal within a week. I do not see any
sign of infection but I’m going to obtain a med kit to be certain. Are you
allergic to antibiotics?”
“No. At least I don’t think so.”
That drew alarm from him as he inched closer until his face
hovered over hers. “You aren’t certain what medications you may have adverse
effects to?”
“I’ve never had them. I’m a grunt, remember? The government
doesn’t give out medicine to us. I may have worked in the better part of the
city but it didn’t raise my status any. They only allow us to move so we’re
able to get to work easier. They also hate to replace us and since murder rates
are high in the slums, they put up with us living on the outer edge of the safe
zones.”
The list of diseases and infections that could have taken
her life scrolled through his thoughts. It angered him. She wasn’t a big female
or overly robust. She actually looked a little frail to him and her softer,
rounded body meant she didn’t have a healthy exercise routine to gain an
increased physical durability.
“What will you do when you reach Saturn?”
“Find my brother, make him give me half the money, and I’ll
start over. I sure can’t return to Earth. By now they’ve figured out who helped
you escape and they’ll have issued an alert on me.”
“Won’t they send someone after you if you’re living on
Saturn?”
“Maybe, but they don’t scan people as much there. If I live
under the radar I can survive.”
He quickly calculated her odds of avoiding detection. “Why
not travel farther from Earth? Your odds are better.”
“I’m a woman alone.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t know much about what’s going on, do you? Probably
not,” she answered her own question quickly. “Slave traders grab unprotected
women and sell them to space whorehouses. That’s if I’m lucky.”
“You’d enjoy that lifestyle?” Everything he’d learned about
her made him highly doubt that.
“Hell no.” She glared at him. “Learn sarcasm. It’s just the
alternative is ending up captured by space pirates.” Fear etched her features.
“Do you know what those are?”
“Yes. We’ve come across those mutated humans who live in
deep space. They carry diseases, are prone to extreme insanity, and usually
attempt to breed any captured females. Our reports state that they don’t have a
high success rate. The females usually die pretty quickly.”
“Exactly. I’ve also heard they turn cannibal sometimes and
that’s not my idea of a
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