Page 10 of The Rebel and the Rogue

Astra had changed as well, her soft, flowing tunic and pants replaced with her own, much smaller battle armor. We didn’t know what we’d be facing, and we didn’t know who to trust. To outsiders we seemed wild and disorganized, but we were far from it. There was no dissension in the ranks; there were no ranks among those of us in this room. We all served Astra and we needed the antidote, so everyone worked together for it. A common goal, a common purpose.

Astra looked me over, the lines around her eyes and mouth making her look fierce. “We are not coming back to this room. We don’t dare. Nevuh and Rhord have gone ahead to ready the ship. You and Barek will accompany me to this meeting. We leave with the antidote at any cost. Do you understand?”

Barek and I both answered. “Yes, Astra.”

We would acquire the prize at any cost, even it if meant taking what we wanted and leaving the Coalition contact dead.

Barek took his usual position ahead of Astra, and I fell in behind. It would take a small army to get through us, and even if someone made it to our leader, she was deadly in her own right.

We arrived in the empty meeting room well ahead of our contact, exactly as we had planned. I took my place hidden in the shadows as Astra sat at the single long table. Barek stood behind her with his arms crossed. We were heavily armed, the blasters at our sides misleading. It was the blades tucked into our armor that we preferred to use to make an honorable kill.

Long minutes passed as we waited in silence. When the door to the room finally slid open, I kept my gaze on Astra. She would signal if she wished me to appear. Until then, I was to remain hidden. She didn’t want to frighten the Coalition contact. Astra wanted the antidote, and she preferred not to kill. Not here. Even Astra would not be immune to the Intelligence Core’s justice should we break their rules for the space station. If we killed, we would have to fight our way back to our ship.

I watched as Barek stepped forward. “Sit.”

His order was clear.

“I think I’ll stand, big guy. Thanks anyway.”

The voice that replied made my chest tighten with pain. My cock instantly surged to life, hard as stone.

“Sit!” Barek bellowed, but I already knew how this was going to go. I knew exactly who had entered the room. I knew her voice. Her breathy cries of pleasure. Her scream of release. And I knew, even before Barek’s fists tightened at his sides, that this particular human female was going to defy him.

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“That will do, Barek.” Astra put out a hand and waved him behind her. He complied, but not without glaring at the human female whose sweet scent I had just washed from my cock.

Astra took her time studying the lieutenant, the Coalition female I’d fucked hard enough I had to wonder how she could walk so steadily. No question her pussy was sore. I imagined that if I tugged down those pants, I’d find her wet, swollen and coated in my cum.

“I offered you a seat out of consideration, my dear, but you may stand if you choose.” Astra’s voice was smooth. Even congenial. It was all a lie.

“I do. Thank you.” And I knew the female’s words were also false. She wasn’t thankful. She was appeasing, for now. Falsehoods on both sides.

Astra drummed her fingertips on top of the table, and my body tensed with every small beat. “Have you brought what you promised, fighter?”

“I’m not a Coalition fighter,” she snapped.

“That is a lie,” Astra countered, her voice slightly raised as she pointed to a readout on her modified Coalition armor. “You are a ReCon lieutenant, of Earth.”

My female—fuck—the Coalition lieutenant dealing with Astra shook her head. “Not anymore. I ran ReCon for four years. Now I’m… retired.”

Damn it all, not knowing her name while we’d fucked had been sexy. Hot. Her insistence on anonymity had made my balls tighten. Now I wanted to know my opponent, to have the edge on her. I wanted to know everything.

What retired human Coalition fighter spent her time negotiating with someone from Rogue 5? Spent her days at a transport station in the outer reaches of Sector 437 where nothing good ever happened to beautiful, small females without a mate to protect them?

Her.

My cock punched against my armor, e

ager to get inside her again. She was fierce. Brave. Crazy. And I wanted her again. I felt my fangs elongate, but I willed them back.

“I see.” Astra raised her brows, and I couldn’t stop myself from sliding to the side, just far enough to peek around the large pillar hiding my body from the lieutenant’s view. The darkness would be enough to conceal me, I was sure of that. And if it didn’t? I didn’t really give a fuck, not with the way Barek was opening and closing his fists as if he wanted to punch my female.

What if I was wrong? What if his fangs had elongated as well as his cock?

Mine.

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