Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Once inside, she put a hand to her beating heart and closed her eyes to take a few deep breaths. Was it really true? Was she really going to marry Commander Xarex in three days?
The crinkling of paper in her hand reminded her of the contract she’d signed. She opened her eyes and examined it. Yes, it was true all right. And once they were married, she’d given her legal consent to let him do anything he wanted to her—anything at all. Well, except to kill her. But he was still probably going to want to tie her up and do all kinds of kinky things to her body.
It’s worth it—it will all be worth it to save Anna, she reassured herself. But she couldn’t help flashing on the images she’d seen on her boss’s computer—the women who looked just like her tied down with their legs spread, waiting to be tasted and teased and punished…
4
XAREX
Xarex was feeling emotions—he was certain of it this time. And he was just as certain that it was dangerous. The fact that half of his DNA was W’rx made it impossible to believe otherwise.
He finished his conversation with the security guard and waited until the door of his office was closed. Then he reached back and felt the emotion damper implanted at the back of his neck. Sure enough, it was set to maximum dampening. He should have no emotions at all. And yet, he’d definitely been having feelings—extremely intense ones. In fact, when Nora had first kissed him, he’d had an almost insurmountable urge to push her against his desk, rip up her skirt, and shove his shaft deep in her tight, hot pussy.
The mental image made him feel hot and cold at the same time. The W’rx half of him roared with pleasure at the idea. But the Kindred half recoiled.
No, I can’t do that! Can’t take what isn’t offered! he thought. Rape was considered the worst thing a male could do to a female in Kindred culture. And any male who took pleasure in raping or hurting a woman was considered irredeemable. Such a male would be labeled a “Broken One” and would be either executed or driven out of the community, never to be welcomed again.
Xarex closed his eyes and massaged his temples with his fingers. At times he felt like he was at war with himself. Why had the Tolleg scientist who mixed his DNA composed him out of two such completely different species?
The W’rx were a war-like people who tied their women down and took them by force as part of their mating rituals, while the Kindred were horrified at the idea of forcing a woman. Unfortunately, Xarex had both urges within himself and he wasn’t sure which would win if he was put to the test.
He’d read about the human principle of “nature vs. nurture”—they had an ongoing debate about whether a person’s DNA or his upbringing had the most effect on him when he was grown. But that was a moot point for Xarex.
As a Dark Kindred, he had never had a childhood—he had been grown in a gestation tank and had emerged a fully functional adult. He’d spent some time on the Dark Kindred home world but then he had begun yearning for different experiences and had moved to the Kindred Mother Ship which orbited the Earth’s moon.
Xarex admitted to himself that the yearning for new things was probably the first indication that his emotion damper was failing. It was supposed to keep him from having any feelings at all, yet more and more he was certain he was having emotions.
He’d certainly been having them when he held Nora in his arms and kissed her. The feeling of her small, soft, curvy body against his own and the taste of her sweet mouth had made him hot with lust. Gods, even now his shaft was still so stiff it hurt and his balls were aching with the need for release!
Since he was certain she was gone, he ducked into his private fresher—what the humans called a “bathroom” and locked the door behind him. He unfastened the magno-tabs that held his trousers together and let his thick shaft spring free.
A hiss of relief left his lips as he began to stroke himself. It made him think of the very first time he’d performed this particular action—the first time he’d allowed himself a release when he was thinking of Nora.
It was her scent that had drawn him to her in the beginning. When she had first come to work at the HKR building, he’d noticed her warm, feminine fragrance at once. It made sense because the W’rx half of him had an even more impressive sense of smell than a regular Kindred. The delicious, enticing scent had drawn him to her and he had wanted her even before he saw her.