Page 28 of Sol Survivor

She chuckled, the sound husky and alluring.“Only you would travel here to have sex with a random stranger.”

“True.If you don’t find anyone, Dieter the mechanic will do.”

Her answering grunt brought an unexpected smile to Drafe.She reacted like he would.If he understood the interaction correctly, she wanted to share sex with someone.If they were compatible, he would oblige her.

“Tyler.”Drafe removed his bio-dev from its holster strapped to his thigh and ran the device over the Earthian male.

He stiffened, his hand hovering above his antique weapon.“What are you doing?”

“Scanning to see if our species are compatible,” Drafe said, though why he answered the male, he didn’t know.Eagerness to spread the female’s thighs had him ignoring his usual self-inflicted boundaries.

“And?”

Drafe blessed the male with a bold grin while he re-strapped the bio-dev.“Good.”He shifted forward on the seat to rise, wanting to approach the female now.Her male friend had said she had one hour.Drafe grunted, wondering if it was too short a time to satiate his needs.

Ande pressed his cheek to hers and left for a group of males at the back of the room.There were such males in Qaldreth who preferred each other’s company.Drafe didn’t focus on that; instead, he watched her.

She spun the seat and studied the room with bold interest.Nervousness teased a corner of her mouth, revealing how uncomfortable she was.Her gaze flicked over him but returned, settling on him with admiration and an arched brow.She assessed his physique.Bolts of fire traversed his nerves, as if she caressed him where her gaze lingered.

He rose to his full height and strode toward her.She too slid off her seat, meeting him halfway across the room.When they were a hand’s width apart—her height reaching just above his shoulder, he paused.Her scent hit him, enflaming his senses, and shaking his control.Ozone and sunbaked rock infused the sweetness of her femininity.Closing his eyes to inhale again, he groaned.He unarmored his fingers and gripped her arms, running his hands up and marveling at the softness of her skin.Her tiny scars beneath his touch whispered of her skills as a warrior who’d survived many battles.

“My name’s Drafe.”He forced the words through clenched teeth and ignored the gruffness of his voice.His arousal urged, burned, and throbbed, eager to explore this Earthian female.

“Vic,” she said, her voice lyrical and breathless.

“I am not Earthian, does this bother you?”He shifted closer to bury his face in her hair.She clasped his biceps, arching into his body.He liked that, how she fit against him.

“If we’re not genetically compatible, you’re wasting my time,” she said.

He stilled at her bold response, then chuckled, liking her bluntness.“We are well-suited.”

“Good.”She crowded him and latched her lips onto his.He jerked away, stunned.Confusion feathered across her features.His senses caught alight, reminding him of the feel of her lips on his, the nectar of her taste lingering there, tantalizing him.

“What was that?”He had envisioned removing her garments, spinning her, and plunging into her sweet depths wherever they were.Being unprepared for this didn’t bother him.He’d assumed she’d be his teacher like he would guide her in what pleases him.Not this thing with her lips.Though, it had been enjoyable.

“A kiss,” she said and did it again.

This time, he held himself firm, granting her the right to taste him, to share his breath and soul.He looped his arms around her and crushed her against him, lifting her off the ground.Something leaped in his chest, pounding his heart, and stealing his ability to breathe.His symbiotes reacted to her with uncharacteristic eagerness.

She buried her fingers in his mane, and his senses exploded, merging into a ball of intense need.Tightening her arms shot fiery darts to his arousal, dragging a growl from him.She was his, and he would have her many times to appease this craving.

“Ambassador Vizen Aehort Uz has summoned you to the ship,” Tyler said, holding out his hands to show he meant no harm.

Drafe groaned and released the female with reluctance while trailing his fingers along her curves.She blinked at him, lust clouding the soft brown of her eyes.Understanding dawned, and she stepped back to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing his now-sensitive lips.

“It was a pleasure, Drafe,” she said and left the room, her strides confident.Not once did she glance back.

“I waited as long as I dared,” Tyler said, throwing Drafe an apologetic look.

He ignored the Earthian male and dropped into the seat, leaning back to stare at nothing but the flickering images of the holographics.

“Give me a moment,” he said, his voice still hoarse.A familiar face crossed his vision, and he focused on the holo.“Is that her?”he asked Tyler.The flickering image of a female had hair of fire and red eyes, but the face was the same.Those were the lips he’d tasted.“What does the lettering say?”

“Shit.”Tyler gaped, switching his gaze between the holo and Drafe.“It says she was an arena champion who died.”

“Arena?You endanger your females?”Fury gripped him, and he bounded out of the seat to grab the Earthian male’s shoulders.

“They battle women…females.We never pit them against males.”

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