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“No, sweetheart. We have a contract.”

“I don’t give a flip about that contract. If you want to hook up with Zyloxia and raise our baby with her…”

“I don’t want to raise a child with her. I chose you. We’re genetically matched to be together. I’m the one who tried to keep you past the contract, remember?”

In response, Veronica came to me and tilted her face up for my kiss. I bent my knees and sealed our mouths together. I could feel warm singing in my body; I knew that this feeling meant that we were heart-mates in truth. I just had to wait for Veronica to realize how good we could be together as we raised our young. I wouldn’t mind more than one new child with a human mother.

Wanting to shuck her clothing off in the worst way, I brought her to our bed. The cabins were made as love-nests, carefully planned to keep us inside as much as possible as we repopulated the planet with human females. I tugged at her shirt, ready to see her body bare for me.

In a few seconds, I had her topless. I attacked her throat in the way that she liked. She undulated beneath me, moaning in the back of her throat. I knew from experience that the wetness between her thighs was leaking from her core as I bit and kissed her throat. I scrabbled at the fastening of her pants as I fought to get closer to her wet core. I could scent how wet my omega was beneath me.

“I want to be inside you,” I murmured to her as she panted her way through an orgasm. I yanked at her panties so I could see the glistening wetness. Pushing her knees apart, I aimed my nose for her clitoris. She screamed as I made her peak again and again. She couldn’t control the restless movement of her hips or the wild bucking of her entire body. Her back was arching as if she had no control whatsoever. Her inner thighs were glistening with desire. I took an experimental lick of her taste; Veronica screamed in response.

“You’re so responsive,” I whispered to her. I started to attack her wet core, waiting for her to buck against my face. She didn’t disappoint. She was so wild in bed that I needed my hands on her hips, pressing her down so that I could get deeper with each lick.

“Take me,” she screamed. “I can’t take any more orgasms.”

It was my cue to stand up. “Do you want me naked?”

“Are you going to take that much time?”

I smiled down at her, feeling divine as she waited for me to get undressed. I took off my shirt slowly. I liked watching her heaving breasts as she struggled for control. Then, I took off my pants. She could see that my boxers were tented with need and desire for my heart-mate. I just had to convince her to stay with me.

Soon, we were one. I eased into her, touching her g-spot carefully. She was facedown in front of me and moaning like she couldn’t get enough. I felt like I was powerful. What could I do to hold onto this woman who already told me she’d leave?

SCARY EVIDENCE FROM ZYLOXIA

VERONICA

“It’s only a few days,” Gairo reassured me while I scrubbed at my eyes, not wanting to let him see me cry at our separation. Had I known that giving Ulfar Sarah’s letter would mean that Gairo would leave for a mission far from me, I would have waited until our relationship that seemed more stable. Sarah had sent me on a trip that I really didn’t understand. I didn’t know what was going on between her and Ulfar.

While I thought back to Sarah from the initial transport, Gairo was shoving things into a backpack that unfolded with many clever pockets and webbing. He was getting into his entire flyboy uniform while I watched. His normal clothes went under his armor. I had to say that I really liked him in his armor. He looked ready to go to battle for me.

Gairo cleared his throat and looked at me meaningfully. “Promise me that you’ll be here when I get back.”

I teased him, “I have a contract to be here for a year.”

In response, I saw him wince. “I’ll be here,” I corrected myself. It was hard for him to remember that there was a deadline. Sometimes, I wondered if I needed to even mention the deadline. I wanted to stay here sometimes, even though the galaxy called me away. Maybe I could go on vacations here and still see Gairo and my baby. I didn’t know how it normally went for surrogates who wanted more of a relationship without being a wife who couldn’t leave the planet at all.

When he left and nobody could see me, I cried. I felt so conflicted between my own desire to see the galaxy using the money that I got from being a surrogate and raising a little one with Gairo, whom I was starting to really be in love with.

* * *

Gairo had toldme the launch time, so I saw the ship that he was manning leave the station. Unfortunately, Zyloxia had the same idea. She came over, glancing at her communicator before she came too close.

“Oh, his surrogate. I’m so excited for Gairo’s child. Can I touch your belly?”

“Fuck off,” I said.

Her face contorted. “You’ll never have Gairo. He only sees you as a useful thing, an import to hold a baby for him.”

I wound up my fist, ready to strike her jaw. The guards separated us from each other, but in the confusion, I lifted her communicator from her belt.

* * *

Back in my cabin,I took her communicator and put it into the replicator. Gairo had shown how to replicate the things that I wanted, especially things that I bought back in the colony that they didn’t naturally have on this planet.

Score! The replicator seemed to work on the unit. I was going to have the original anonymously sent to the lost and found in the central transport station. If Zyloxia got information, I would know.

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