Ever since I laid eyes on her in the shuttle, I had admired her form, the swell of her breasts, and the physical power of her presence.
Her ass garnered most of my attention, and I was at pains when I yanked my eyes from it.
Each time she turned back to me, I hastily looked away, cleared my throat, and hoped she hadn’t noticed me checking her out.
As her father’s loyal assistant, I should have known my place…
And yet, I desired nothing more than to be on top of her right now…
I growled at myself and tore my eyes from her.
This time, she turned to peer over at me. “Excuse me?” she said.
“Hm?” I replied.
“I thought I heard you say something.”
“No. I… didn’t say anything.” I cleared my throat once more and motioned toward the large lamps in the shape of the planets her father’s empire — nowherempire — had branches.
My attention might have been refocused on something else but I couldn’t escape the scent of her that wafted into my nostrils and plugged directly into my brain.
Ever since she had arrived on Flatt, I had picked up onanotherscent that was not so welcoming.
It was not her deep, rich, earthy natural fragrance, but something else, something underneath.
It was the scent of another male.
And unless I missed my guess, it was another Elkik.
Any other species would not have noticed it, butIdid.
This other male, according to his scent, was large, powerful, and worst of all had recently mated with Lizzy…
It was not difficult to understand the situation within which they must have met.
After all, I had dispatched the shuttle to the Seeding Facility.
She would have gone there to be Seeded by an alien male, and although I had dispatched the shuttle as quickly as possible, and gotten in touch with the management of the facility, I could not be certain as to whether or not she had already been claimed.
I could tell from that strong male Elkik scent that shehadbeen.
I ground my teeth, knowingIshould have been the one at a Seeding Facility to satiate my Steyatt.
I had considered going to the Seeding Facility to claim her for myself…
But there was always the possibility we would meet at some point in the future.
I worked with her father, after all.
And she would doubtless guess the truth — that I had orchestrated our meeting in the first place.
There was virtually zero percent chance we could have met any other way.
And still, I desired her.
I had desired her from the very first moment I had seen her photo.
The photo I now carried in my pocket everywhere I went.