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Authors: Trinity Blacio
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Chapter One
It will be Valentine’s Day when a Journeyman will lose his way.
His heart’s desire will be gone where only I will set his one and only afire.
Knight repeated the phrase over and over in his head as they headed to the one solar system they had been warned to stay away from. He glanced over at his partner, Saber Rougereaper. Right now Saber was speaking with their Plakill or what Earthlings would call leader, Bane Dreadfinder.
It had taken quite an effort, but Bane had gotten permission from the fates and Printure to move their hunt toward Earth. “Any word on why we were targeted from the tribop? ”
Saber shook his head and looked up from the controls. “No, and from what Bane gathered we’d better find the next victim before he does.” Saber’s stripes darkened on his face, neck, and bare chest. The only time his species displayed this was when they were either sexually excited or furious. The latter seemed likely from the way his claws shredded the third set of maps.
“If you keep shredding things, we’re going to have to purchase another bot to just keep up with you. Now what has you so upset?” Knight reached over and rubbed his arm. Used to calming his chosen, Knight waited, squeezing his shoulders, letting him know he was there for him.
“ Plakill believes our hunted one is aiming for our bearer, that this is a personal vendetta against us for some reason.” Once more Saber’s claws came out, and the last remaining pieces of the maps were confetti.
His words did not fully register till a flash image sent him back against his seat. A woman with dark-brown hair and big brown eyes sat at a table. She was busy making some sort of paper project. Even though she smiled every once in a while, lifting up the craft she was making, there was a deep sadness in her eyes. She’d lower her instrument and just sit there for a few seconds. She glanced to the right.
A fist landed on her cheek and sent her flying backward. A man stepped up to the table and flipped it over. But this wasn’t a man. The bright-red mark going up his arm gave him away. This was the one they hunted. And it would find their woman soon if they didn’t get to her first.
***
“What, what did you see?” Saber cradled Knight’s head in his lap. “Your eyes went deep red.” They were on the sleeping platform in their private quarters—Saber had moved him while he was in the vision. And rage consumed him.
“I saw her, and Bane was right. She is our bearer.” Knight reached down and grabbed hold of his voyflen, stroking it, thankful Saber had known he would need him. But he wasn’t the only one who needed a release. Saber’s voyflen was just as hard under his head.
“Show me,” Saber demanded and took hold of his voyflen , taking over stroking his cock with a firm grip. Where Knight was plakill of the ship, Saber controlled every aspect of their sexual life unless Raven, the male cyborg, their third, stepped in then both of them submitted to his ruling.
But even Raven would have recognized Saber’s need and allowed him to take over when they were together. The male of their species was sexually always demanding, no matter if it was with the same sex.
Knight reached over and placed Saber’s hands on one of many pillows on their sleeping platform, before releasing the image to him through their blood link. He for sure didn’t want claws buried in his voyflen .
Saber’s little noises turned to a growl and the pillow was no more, the material flying all over their sleeping platform.
“We will find her first!” Saber picked Knight up and flipped him onto his stomach then moved behind him. His voyflen would be leaking the secretion needed to penetrate him as he had done so many times before. “You will lead us to our woman and she will not be harmed.”
Knight snarled as well, his fangs growing as he turned and glared at his mate. “Have I ever failed as plakill ?”
In one thrust, Saber was
It will be Valentine’s Day when a Journeyman will lose his way.
His heart’s desire will be gone where only I will set his one and only afire.
Knight repeated the phrase over and over in his head as they headed to the one solar system they had been warned to stay away from. He glanced over at his partner, Saber Rougereaper. Right now Saber was speaking with their Plakill or what Earthlings would call leader, Bane Dreadfinder.
It had taken quite an effort, but Bane had gotten permission from the fates and Printure to move their hunt toward Earth. “Any word on why we were targeted from the tribop? ”
Saber shook his head and looked up from the controls. “No, and from what Bane gathered we’d better find the next victim before he does.” Saber’s stripes darkened on his face, neck, and bare chest. The only time his species displayed this was when they were either sexually excited or furious. The latter seemed likely from the way his claws shredded the third set of maps.
“If you keep shredding things, we’re going to have to purchase another bot to just keep up with you. Now what has you so upset?” Knight reached over and rubbed his arm. Used to calming his chosen, Knight waited, squeezing his shoulders, letting him know he was there for him.
“ Plakill believes our hunted one is aiming for our bearer, that this is a personal vendetta against us for some reason.” Once more Saber’s claws came out, and the last remaining pieces of the maps were confetti.
His words did not fully register till a flash image sent him back against his seat. A woman with dark-brown hair and big brown eyes sat at a table. She was busy making some sort of paper project. Even though she smiled every once in a while, lifting up the craft she was making, there was a deep sadness in her eyes. She’d lower her instrument and just sit there for a few seconds. She glanced to the right.
A fist landed on her cheek and sent her flying backward. A man stepped up to the table and flipped it over. But this wasn’t a man. The bright-red mark going up his arm gave him away. This was the one they hunted. And it would find their woman soon if they didn’t get to her first.
***
“What, what did you see?” Saber cradled Knight’s head in his lap. “Your eyes went deep red.” They were on the sleeping platform in their private quarters—Saber had moved him while he was in the vision. And rage consumed him.
“I saw her, and Bane was right. She is our bearer.” Knight reached down and grabbed hold of his voyflen, stroking it, thankful Saber had known he would need him. But he wasn’t the only one who needed a release. Saber’s voyflen was just as hard under his head.
“Show me,” Saber demanded and took hold of his voyflen , taking over stroking his cock with a firm grip. Where Knight was plakill of the ship, Saber controlled every aspect of their sexual life unless Raven, the male cyborg, their third, stepped in then both of them submitted to his ruling.
But even Raven would have recognized Saber’s need and allowed him to take over when they were together. The male of their species was sexually always demanding, no matter if it was with the same sex.
Knight reached over and placed Saber’s hands on one of many pillows on their sleeping platform, before releasing the image to him through their blood link. He for sure didn’t want claws buried in his voyflen .
Saber’s little noises turned to a growl and the pillow was no more, the material flying all over their sleeping platform.
“We will find her first!” Saber picked Knight up and flipped him onto his stomach then moved behind him. His voyflen would be leaking the secretion needed to penetrate him as he had done so many times before. “You will lead us to our woman and she will not be harmed.”
Knight snarled as well, his fangs growing as he turned and glared at his mate. “Have I ever failed as plakill ?”
In one thrust, Saber was
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