Page 36 of Sol Survivor

“Glad I could help.I’ll fall in with your warriors to ensure Aehort Uz is well-guarded.”

Drafe lowered his gaze to rest on the human male.“You are honorable and have earned my respect.”

“Drafe.”Vic’s rasping voice snapped his attention to her.“Am I intruding?”

“I need to escort my uz to the ship.Join me.”

She hesitated, sliced a glance at Aehort, then shifted closer to Drafe.“Are you sure you want me with you?”

“One warrior is good, two are better.”

She gasped and rested her hand on his chest for a moment.Color splashed her cheeks, but she said no more, just fell into step beside him.

“I am told you have a few hours to spare.”He scanned the crowds as they cut through them.Aehort’s arrival was unexpected, so Drafe didn’t anticipate an attack.Still, a Qaldreth warrior prepared for all scenarios.The sun-drenched scent of her teased him, and he snuck a glance.He had not planned to meet her.

They crowded each other in an ascending box.Her arm brushed against him, and a thousand sparks exploded outward.With all his strength, he kept his gaze forward, his arms by his side.Soon enough, he would have her beneath him, her sweet essence engulfing him.

“This?”Ulvus gestured to Vic as they approached.

“None of your business,” Drafe growled, his glare warning Ulvus to back off.

“We will await your return.Meorri aac Ulvus Sava, escort me to my quarters.”Aehort met Drafe’s gaze, then captured Vic’s hand, pressing his palm to hers.His eyes rolled back.He hummed.To her credit, she didn’t react and didn’t break the connection.“You are most welcome, Victoria,” Aehort dropped his hand and strolled into theAroagni.

“What was that?”She leaned against Drafe’s chest.

With eagerness, he looped an arm around her to keep her there.“Ivoyans are clairvoyant to some extent.”He buried his fingers in her silky strands tumbling down her back and tugged gently.“Where to?”

“I booked a hotel room.”Pulling out of his embrace despite his efforts to restrain her, she caught his hand and gestured to a double-door twenty meters away.

He didn’t look at the crowds or at the stalls.They could not hold his attention, but the sway of her hair brushing her ass… “I am pleased you found me.”

She cast a smile over her shoulder.“I was lucky to arrange this.My new employer surprised me by agreeing to help.”

“Help?”Drafe furrowed his brow.

“Yes, I want you.”Her laughter wrapped around his chest, squeezing the air out of him.

She hurried him through a predominantly red lounge and into another ascending box.Once it climbed, she dropped his hand and pinned her back to the side, watching him.Her stance was casual, not like her appraisal.

The urge to use her kiss on her was tempting, but if he started in this box, he doubted they’d make it to the room.Stepping onto the level also carpeted in red, she strode ahead, paused outside a numbered door, and swiped her smart band over a white panel.The door clicked open, and she sashayed in.When he followed, he did not expect her to lift a leg to undo a boot.Doing so exposed first a smooth thigh, then a scarred one.Her tiny feet were delicate.Exposing them made her vulnerable.That she did so freely meant more to him than she could know.

He growled and hurried to strip off his boots.Naked, his symbiotes retracting his armor, he burst forward and pinned her to the bulkhead.He pressed his lips to hers, savoring her flavor.When she swiped her tongue across his, his control crumbled.

Gripping his shoulders, she wrapped her legs around his hips and clung to him.A groan tore from him when she pressed her sex against his.Foq, he wasn’t strong enough to handle the temptation of her.

“Garment off, now.”His voice wasn’t his, sounding more like the mating call of a vasquva.

She laughed and tapped her shoulder.The garment dropped, pooling where their hips met, and revealing her breasts.“You don’t have nipples.”

“Males do not nurse babes.”He cupped a breast, relishing the peak of her nipple stabbing his palm while surrounded by exquisite softness.

She moaned, arching her back.Grabbing her ass, he hoisted her against him and strode to the bed.With one knee at a time, he crawled onto it, sprawling her beneath him.She reacted so foqing beautifully to his every touch.

“I want to please you, little one, but I need to learn how to.”He clenched his jaw when she rubbed her hot core against his hard koq.“Do not touch me until I have done so.”

She blinked at him, then nodded, lowered her legs, and raised her hands above her head.He wished he could remember her like this forever, laid before him like a blessed offering from Osnir.His hands trembled where he stroked her neck, over and around a quivering breast, along the hard yet silky dips of her ribbed stomach to the apex of her thighs.So far, she was similar to a Qaldreth female.

“Allow me.”

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