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  “There are theories, but the gods themselves aren’t saying. Personally, I have an idea that they are shattered pieces of one personality, the heart and soul of Na-Lanvin.”

  “Oh, like a planetary presence looking for an avatar?” She closed her eyes as the shuttle cleared the atmosphere.

  “You do not like shuttle travel?”

  She shuddered. “Not particularly. Entering and leaving an atmosphere always causes me a little upset.”

  He took her hand in his and ran his thumb along her palm. The light caress distracted her.

  Startled, she looked into his features, but his eyes were focussed on her hand. The rhythmic rubbing caused a reaction inside her. She shifted her feet on the floor to ease the light throbbing between her thighs.

  Del dragged in a shaking breath, and as she fought her way out of the haze that her body was content to wallow in, she noted that they had cleared the atmosphere and were on their way through the darkness.

  “That was clever.”

  “Oh, this old trick?” He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss on the inner pulse. “I am glad it worked.”

  She tried to tug her wrist loose, but he kept it, slowly laving his tongue over her pulse point over and over. The wet heat of his tongue combined with the light scraping kept her pulse hammering in more than her chest.

  Her sex felt swollen, her clit ached and her nipples pressed against the thin fabric of her tunic.

  A member of the flight crew came back to speak to Kurat. “High Prefect, we are on the way to rendezvous with the Yaru. We will be in flight for the next fourteen hours.”

  “Thank you, Crewman Daffio.” Kurat released his harness with his free hand, and then, he reluctantly returned Del’s wrist to her.

  She unbuckled her harness and got to her feet with her knees wobbling. “May I go exploring?”

  Kurat stood and looked down at her. “I already was but fine. Would you care to see the observation area?”

  She nodded. “Yes, please. Or somewhere with a lot of people?”

  He sighed. “You will have to be alone with me sometime.”

  Del agreed. “I will but not now.”

  He frowned. “Why not?”

  “Because I haven’t had breakfast yet. I am hungry.”

  Kurat wrapped his arms around her and smiled, “I will endeavour to satisfy your appetite.”

  She closed her eyes and leaned against his chest. A groan came out from her own frustration. “Fine. Tease all you like but get me something to eat. There is no goddess in here right now, just a hungry Terran.”

  “All right. Let’s find something to put in that mouth of yours.” His amused tone made her want to punch him, but nothing she could do would have an effect.

  She kept her lips shut and followed him to the galley where lunch was indeed on offer. It was just the sort of mundane thing that she needed to turn her interior engines down. By the time she finished her meal, her belly was full and her skin was no longer hypersensitive. Kurat would just have to try again.

  Chapter Five

  Kurat was at her side while she watched the stars slip past, and he was with her when she decided that she needed a nap. The moment that she mentioned it, they were on their way to their quarters before she could say yikes.

  With their door locked, Kurat decided to be helpful. He took her sash off then her tunic. He knelt in front of her, his mouth even with her breasts. He buried himself in her flesh and began a serious effort to lick every inch of her creamy flesh.

  Del ran her fingers through his hair and held onto the dark locks as he latched onto one breast and began to suckle one and then the other, holding both in his hands.

  Her breath left her in a heated rush, and she gasped as she pulled oxygen in. Kurat’s nose rubbed against her skin, and his exhalations warmed her already-heated flesh.

  The steady tugging caused a rush of wetness lower down, and she clamped her thighs together in an effort to ease the throbbing heat.

  He released one breast and tugged at the waistband of her trousers. They slipped down to rest on top of her boots, leaving her naked to the knees.

  Kurat looked up into her eyes as he suckled violently then blew streams of cool air across her reddened skin before returning her nipple to the furnace of his mouth.

  Without warning, his mouth released her, and he lifted her to the edge of the bed. Her boots and trousers were discarded, and to her shock, he spread her thighs and leaned in to taste her without further teasing.

  The rasp of his tongue on the folds of her sex made her moan as the heat of his mouth soothed and aroused her at the same time. He closed his lips over her clit, and the rough surface of his tongue took her to the edge of release but didn’t let her go over.

  She looked down to see her thighs splayed and his dark head between them. As if he felt her looking, he shifted his head so that his gaze met her own. Keeping the link between them, he leaned in and thrust his tongue into her, licking and scraping at the inner walls of her channel, lapping up all the honey that she had been producing at his every touch.

  With his gaze locked to hers, his tongue slid into her, and then, it began to undulate deeper and deeper. His gaze turned from leaf green to dark pine as the sensation in her filled her to fullness and beyond. Whatever Rothu was, his tongue was amazing.

  The undulations scraped along the front wall of her sex, and with every shivering slide, she got closer to coming. He must have seen it in her face, because the inner stroking grew faster and faster.

  Her climax hit her in waves, long, slow waves that tried to grip him tight and hold him inside her. Del arched her back and reached for Kurat, but he was already gone.

  She watched him pull his clothing away, piece by piece, until he was as naked as she was. To her shock, he simply arranged them on the bed with their heads on the pillows, and he curled against her, naked and aroused with two cocks jutting and weeping for attention.

  “Is that…standard?” Unable to believe her eyes, she reached out to touch.

  He winced as she examined him with delicate fingers. “No, it is Rothu’s particular signature.

  There was a strange inverted triangle on the larger of the two appendages, and as she stroked it with her thumb, it unfurled in a slow, graceful movement. “What is that?”

  “It is another appendage specific to Rothu, designed to compensate for any discomfort the dual penetration creates.”

  Del looked up at him, and Kurat was actually embarrassed. “Why are you making a face like that? I am simply curious. I will accept you as you come.” She giggled. “In any sense of the word.”

  He rolled her to her back and kissed her again. The taste of him was as intoxicating as the night before. To hell with wine, his kiss sent her head spinning the moment they made contact. She felt the upper of his cocks prodding at her, and Del parted her thighs in invitation.

  He groaned as he nudged his way into her sex, his secondary cock pressed against her rear entrance and slowly worked inside. The lube he was producing allowed him easy entry and having done this once or twice before, she angled her hips and pushed toward him to take him inside.

  Her breath rushed out of her lungs as he eased in to the hilt and the frond-like appendage attached to her clit. The frond began to pulse, and it felt for all the world like a small wet mouth attached to her, sucking on her clit as Kurat began to move over her.

  Del’s body was in complete riot at being speared fully. The stinging pain in her ass eased as Kurat continued to produce the lube that let him slide easily within her. Her channel was stretched to aching, and her clit throbbed restlessly.

  He moved carefully against her, rocking slowly as pleasure crested and peaked, leaving her sobbing and clutching at his shoulders.

  Kurat groaned low and kissed her as her body clasped and released his cock with slow lazy palpitations.

  He started to move again, still slow, still careful, but the small appendage sucked and squeezed at a far more rapi
d pace than before.

  Kurat continued his ravaging of her mouth, his tongue twining with hers and mimicking the slow thrusts that he was delivering to her channel and ass. She needed him to move faster, but her mouth was busy, so she clawed at his shoulders to pull him into her with more energy.

  Her clit throbbed, her muscles clenched and she moaned into his mouth as another slow gathering of waves took her over.

  Kurat sighed, and his body quivered over hers. She felt the jerk of both cocks deep inside and brought another shivering wave of release through her. He released her mouth and rolled to one side, pulling out of her.

  Her body silently shrieked at the loss of contact.

  Kurat reached to the side of the bed and removed something from a drawer. When he tucked his fingers between her thighs, she blushed. He drew away all traces of himself on the exterior of her skin, tossed the wipe and cleaned himself with economical motions.

  When all was done, he turned back to her and wrapped her in his arms. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and asked her, “So, nap then?”

  She laughed and stroked the scratches that she had made on his skin. “I do apologise.”

  “No apologies necessary. I look forward to being able to unleash some of my pent-up lust on you and expect you to react accordingly.” He brushed a kiss on her ear and pulled her up so he could nuzzle her neck.

  She sighed, “So this was an audition?”

  “Confirmation of theory. I wouldn’t have made it home without tasting you, and your natural inclinations let it go a little further. Thank you.” His teeth nipped at the tender skin where neck and shoulder joined.

  Del yelped. “It was different than I was expecting.”

  He leaned up and frowned at her, concerned. “You were not satisfied?”

  “Oh, I was, but it was just different. It was far more controlled than I was anticipating.”

  He chuckled and ran a large hand down her spine. “I do love your honesty, almost as much as I love your laugh.”

  She sighed and curled against him. “How long until Na-Lanvin?”

  “Six hours.”

  “Then, I do actually need some sleep.”

  “Turn around with your back to me.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, and she flipped as he asked.

  His cock slipped between her thighs, but he made no move to shift the hardening flesh into her. Kurat wrapped his arm over her, the heat put out by his skin acting as a localized blanket. His elbow rested near her belly, and he opened his hand to loosely grip one shoulder.

  She didn’t think she would be able to sleep with his erection sliding slightly with every breath, but she managed it just fine.

  Chapter Six

  Del tried to walk with dignity, but her skin was raw even though Kurat had taken care with her. The silk of her trousers just made things worse, sliding and rubbing against her every time she took a step.

  Years of training enabled her to paste a pleasant smile on her face and walk with a normal gait, but she was stiff and sore under that façade.

  Kurat had wrapped her hand around his arm before they stepped off the shuttle and onto the Na-Lanvin warship. She tried not to lean too heavily on him, but it was difficult.

  Kurat sighed. “I should have waited. I am sorry.”

  She blinked and saw his gaze firmly fixed on her. “What?”

  “I should have waited until we were near the healers. Once the goddesses have made their decision, you will be more able to enjoy my attentions without aftereffect.”

  He walked right past the eager captain and down the hall marked with a deep blue line.

  “Uh, where are we going?”

  “To medical. I want to make sure that I did not damage you.” He was frowning.

  She looked up into his face and realized that he was truly concerned. “I will be fine in a day or two. Soft tissue heals quickly.”

  “And after that? No. We will see the healers now and check on you.”

  His insistence was endearing. Del had the feeling that if she balked, he would simply lift her up and carry her, so she kept soldiering on.

  When they got to medical, she was separated from him and given a full body scan. The medical staff addressed her as Lady Delyth, and since she had been called worse, Del acquiesced to whatever they asked her to do.

  “Light tearing of the vaginal and rectal walls, some muscle strain but nothing to prohibit a speedy, natural recovery.” The physician smiled at her as he checked his notes.

  She heard Kurat clear his throat.

  The physician widened his eyes. “Oh, so that is the case. Well, please remove your clothing, and we will run you through the regenerator. You will be back at optimal levels in a few minutes.”

  Del sighed. “That is not really necessary.”

  “Yes, it is.” Kurat came around the partition and scowled at her. “You will be treated, and that is the end of it.”

  She wrinkled her nose and removed her clothing, folding it neatly and putting it on a nearby chair. She hopped up into the machine and lay supine while the physician pressed the buttons that would bathe her in regenerating light.

  Del glared at Kurat, but he seemed immune to her irritation.

  The physician seemed a little nervous in the presence of the High Prefect. His gaze kept darting to Kurat’s forehead for some reason that Del couldn’t fathom.

  “Lady Delyth, please remain still.”

  “What?”

  “You are tapping your feet.”

  She snickered. Moving to the beat in her head was a bad habit of hers when she was bored. “Yes, Doctor. Sorry, Doctor.”

  He watched the monitors, and Kurat watched her. Heat bloomed in her abdomen as the light focussed on it. Ten minutes later, her aches and pains were gone and the physician was helping her to sit.

  “Hands off her, she’s mine.”

  At Kurat’s growl, the doctor let her go so quickly, she thudded back to the scanning bed.

  “Ow.” She rubbed the back of her head and scowled at Kurat.

  He moved to her side and replaced her hand with his own. “I am sorry. I should have made it clear to the medical staff that you are to be the host and not simply a lover.”

  He massaged her scalp and eased her off the table.

  “What is the difference?” Del pattered to the chair where her clothing was and pulled the tunic over her head.

  The physician was looking as if he wanted to be anywhere else but in their presence.

  “As Rothu’s body, I have had many females and each was for a single night only. No more was asked or expected. Each one was healed in a manner similar to this, and our joining was never repeated. As a host, you are untouchable by another male. To engage in contact might elicit a response that none of us would wish to witness.”

  She pulled on her trousers and straightened the tunic once they were in place. With short jerks, she tugged on the boots, finally wrapping her waist with the sash. “There. Ready.”

  The ship jumped, and she swayed slightly. Kurat reached out to hold her, and when another jump rapidly followed the first, he lifted her in his arms and held her tight against him. “Three more jumps to go. We are travelling as rapidly as the ship can go.”

  Del nodded. “Right after arrival and departure on a new world, file jumps under things I don’t like about space travel.”

  He chuckled and carried her out of medical.

  The halls cleared as he walked as if he owned the ship, which Del supposed that he did.

  “So, where are we off to now?”

  “My quarters. We will arrive at Na-Lanvin tomorrow, and I want you relaxed and well rested.”

  She looked at him with suspicion. “The last time I wanted a nap, we ended up with this trip to medical.”

  Kurat sighed. “I will simply hold you while you rest. Nothing more.”

  She snickered at the disgust in his face and enjoyed the feeling of being coddled.

  At five foot eleven inches, Del rarely felt deli
cate, but today was a charming exception. Kurat was huge, but he tempered his strength every time he touched her. Even when he had wanted to let himself free during sex, he had held back so as not to injure her. It wasn’t exactly prince charming activity, but it was head and shoulders above most of the men she had met in her life. The moment she met him, he had inspired trust and that was the rarest of reactions she had with men. If he hadn’t requisitioned her, she might have tried to enjoy him for an evening even if it meant time in the infirmary.

  She smiled and rubbed her cheek against his chest. He responded by holding her tighter.

  Crewmen and women flattened against the walls every time they passed, and it forced Del to ask, “Do you have a contact problem that I should know about?”

  “It is forbidden to touch the High Prefect without authorization.”

  She winced. “So, I have engaged in a faux pas without knowing it? I do apologise.”

  He stopped in the hall and engaged her in a ravaging kiss. “You were invited, authorized and requested to touch me at several points since we met.”

  She chuckled and pressed her fingers to her lips. The tingling in her lips ceased to be localized and spread through her body. “Aw, not again.”

  He resumed their walk. “What?”

  Del blushed. “I will tell you later.”

  Kurat grinned, “You will tell me the moment we are in our quarters.”

  They were in the officer’s quarters’ hallway now. He continued on until they passed the captain’s door and that left the final door for them.

  The door opened at his approach, and when Del peeked at him, his eyes were dark green. The door was responding to one of the energy signatures inside him.

  He entered and the door slid shut behind him. “Now, tell me what is happening?”

  She frowned and crossed her arms over her breasts. “No. It’s embarrassing.”

  He walked through the front room and into the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and asked again, “What is going on?”

  “I need some things that are private.”

  “No.” He turned and tugged her boots from her feet before starting work on her trousers.