Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
He was fairly certain his ship—which had shorted out when he dipped too close to Griesha Prime’s atmosphere—had survived the crash. It had fail-safe crash-landing mechanisms that automatically deployed if the ship went into free-fall. It also had new Kindred technology called “Self-heal,” which meant that short of being absolutely smashed to smithereens, the ship could repair itself.
It was made of Smart Metal, which was able to flow back into the desired configurations. By this time, it had probably repaired any damage caused by the crash and was waiting quietly for him, out in a field outside the Compound somewhere. All Rax had to do was get the curvy little female to unlock him from these damn magnetic manacles and the two of them could make their way to the ship and get the Seven Hells out of here.
Besides avoiding torture or death at the hands of the man-hating inhabitants of Griesha Prime, he had an extra incentive for getting away. He had heard the bossy female mention a “Lunar Equinox” which would definitely be bad news for one of his kind.
As a Wulven Kindred, Rax had a Beast living within him—an unthinking creature that was all id—all ravenous sexual hunger and desire. The Beast could be a problem, but most Wulvens were able to find a mate who could tame their Beast. Rax, however, wasn’t one of those fortunate ones. He had been born with the markings of the Untameable already on his skin—a sure sign that he would never find a mate who could tame the creature that indwelled him.
The good news was, he could almost always keep the Beast inside under wraps, just by avoiding planets with natural satellites or moons. It was the pull of the moon which called out the Beast, which could only be assuaged by blood or sex. So Rax was careful to stay away from planets with moons—or to only visit during their surface daylight hours.
Living on the Kindred Mother Ship wasn’t a problem for him, because there was no moon—only the artificial green sun which powered it. But a planet that had a Lunar Equinox probably also had a moon—so being caught on Griesha Prime was bad. Very bad.
Which means I need to get away from here before this Lunar Equinox that Miss Bossy was talking about happens, he thought grimly. And the curvy little female, Breenah, might be his only hope. The question was, would she let him go?
Rax hoped he could convince her. Otherwise he was going to be in serious trouble very soon.
FIVE
BREENAH
Breenah still felt light-headed as she hurried down the long white corridor to the communal Dining Hall where everyone in the Compound ate. Why had she allowed the giant to suck her nipples?
It had been dangerous, she thought, scolding herself. What if he’d decided to bite instead of just sucking and swirling his tongue around her tight tips? What she’d done was the equivalent of sticking her hand into a wild tornga’s cage and expecting the huge Beast to lick her hand rather than biting it off!
Only…that wasn’t quite true. There was something about the big male that made her want to trust him, even with such sensitive parts of her body. Maybe it was the way he talked so frankly about the secret thoughts she only dared to think when she was lying in her cot at night and everyone else was asleep. Or maybe it was the way those piercing, pale blue eyes followed her every move, half-lidded with obvious hunger.
At any rate, she hadn’t even thought of putting herself in danger when she’d gotten so close to him and allowed him to suck her nipples. She’d been acting purely on instinct—an instinct she hadn’t even known she had until the moment she let her tight nipples brush against Rax’s full lips in a silent invitation.
Speaking of that, her nipples felt extra cold right now. Looking down, she realized that they were still wet and shiny from being in his mouth. They looked extra swollen too. What was she thinking, going out into the rest of the Compound with the obvious evidence of what she had been doing on display like this?
I’ll tell you what you’re thinking—you’re not thinking at all! the scolding voice in her head exclaimed. You’re only listening to what your body wants.
And what her body wanted was to be close to the giant again. As she hastily wiped the evidence of her recent indiscretion away, Breenah admitted it was true. The way Rax talked…his rich, wild, spicy scent…the way he looked at her…the things he said about males tasting and pleasuring females…she wanted more of it. A lot more.
Which is why you shouldn’t go back to the Guard Room, the scolding voice whispered sternly. You ought to find Mistress Work-worthy before Last Meal is over and tell her you need to be placed on some other duty. She could put Meendy in the Guard Room—I’m sure she wouldn’t be susceptible to the giant’s words.