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Jaraz thrusts me down onto him, lifting his hips up at the same time. He once promised me that I’d see stars with him. I thought I did at the time. This, this is different. I see galaxies. My vision utterly goes white as my orgasm washes over me.

My tunnel clamps onto him, squeezing. His hips pump into me, my body riding him out uncontrollably. Wave after wave of pleasure slams into me. I’m drowning in it.

Beneath me, Jaraz roars as his own release takes him. Heat bathes my insides, soothing tired and well-used muscles.

I collapse on top of him. I don’t care that I’m a sweaty mess. I don’t care that I might smell. I don’t care that we’re lying on the ground and not the bed.

I don’t think of all the what ifs, of all the things that could be better or could happen.

All that matters is the male with me right now. The steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. The warmth of his arms, wrapped around me.

I’ve never felt this safe in all of my life.

All it took was for me to get abducted by aliens and dragged across multiple galaxies. I know that no matter what happens in the future, I’ll always be protected by my alien bodyguard.

Chapter

Eleven

JARAZ

“Idon’t like his surprises,” I comment, reflecting on how Commander Alder’s last surprise landed me in a prison cell.

Kayla smiles up at me. “Trust me, you’ll like this one.”

“I do trust you,” I tell her without hesitation. There aren’t many beings in this life that I trust, but she’s one of them. The only other one is Rist, and I still have little idea of where he ended up. If I can’t find him at the next space station... his trail’s gone cold. It could be a good thing; he escaped like we hoped. Or it could mean he’s dead.

“Right then,” Commander Alder walks to us, conveniently stopping a few steps away. Yes, he knows I’m holding a grudge. “This is where you get off.”

I frown and glance out the closest window. Rather than seeing a large space-station floating in space, I see a rather unremarkable planet. “I had assumed, wrongly it seems, that when you forcibly took us off our perfectly good ship, you’d at least deliver us to our original destination,” I tell the Commander.

“Oh, this place is much better,” the Commander tells me.

I squint at the planet below as it grows larger and larger as the ship approaches. I don’t even see any major signs of life—there’s not even a space-dock here for larger ships, nor a single ship in orbit. If we go down there, we’d be stranded.

“It’s deserted,” I tell him. The Commander and I don’t exactly see eye to eye, but I doubt he’d just abandon me on some primitive planet. And definitely not my mate. Despite my interference, Kayla has quite taken to spending time with Commander Alder and Security Officer Radboud.

“They are just too hilarious,” she often tells me. Personally, I don’t see the appeal of whatever “people watching” is, but it makes my little mate happy.

“Hardly!” The Commander grins. “There’s a few individuals down there. I’ve already comm’d ahead. They are quite eagerly waiting for you.”

“Who?” I ask. Is this some sort of assassination attempt? Is he planning an ambush, to capture and kill me… to what, get to my mate? I’m aboard his ship, he could easily capture me again if he so desired. As much as I dislike the male, I can’t deny that he’s honorable. He takes his Peacekeeper duty seriously; he’s not going to outright kill me.

Something doesn’t quite add up here.

Beside me, Kayla shifts nervously from foot to foot. As usual, she emits a very subtle scent of fear; her constant nervousness. I find myself absently reaching out, putting my arm around her and drawing her close to comfort her. The very fact that she presses herself into my side warms my heart.

“I want to explore!” Kayla says. She pokes me in my side. “Let’s just go already. The Commander promised us transport.”

“Aren’t you scared to descend to some primitive planet?” I ask her. “There could be all sorts of beasts, and the locals might not be very friendly.”

Kayla looks up at me, her eyes widening slightly in alarm.

“That’s not to say that I can’t protect you!” I hurriedly add.

“I’m afraid,” Kayla admits, “but I’m not going to let that stop me from doing what I want or need. Not anymore. I’m going to feel the fear and do it anyway. And one thing that will make this easier is if you do it with me.”

I smile down at the little Earthian. She thinks she’s cowardly. She couldn’t be more wrong. She’s the bravest individual I’ve ever met; she doesn’t let her fear conquer her. I admire her more every day.

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