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effort it
took to keep herself immobile. It escalated into unbearable torture but one
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she could not
give up. Finally, he settled between her legs to drink abundantly of all he
had wrung
from her and when he was through; drove his tongue into her and began to purr
inside her
to drink even more of her violent climax.
A scream started low in her throat and exploded loudly as spasms raked her
in
rapid succession. Zorroc rose up quickly to cover her mouth with his and
then sheathed
his engorged shaft inside her until he touched her womb. It felt so good, so
right that he
could not move for a moment. He shuttered then began to slide into her
slowly at first
then gathering in force and momentum until finally giving up his control. He
would
never stop, never, never, never& then he was coming, coming, coming& leading her
with
him into the petit mort.
Their souls were irrevocably fused and that truth infused itself into every
cell of
his being. He needed to e xplain and apologize for trying to run away from
this& from
her. He felt like a fool. Like a moth attempting to out-fly a Pod.
The panel COM sounded and Jaffers relayed that Prolinc had arrived with
vital
information needing his immediate attention. Zorroc groaned into her throat
before
responding.
"Enter Jaffers, and meet the new Divitta." Cat pounded him soundlessly and
tried
to burrow further under the comforter while muffling a protest on his poor
timing. He
smiled wickedly and rolled over exposing her head, shoulders, and gloriously
disarrayed
hair just in time for Jaffers' dignified entrance. It was Cat's turn to
groan.
"Jaffers, may I present my mate, Catarina , originally of the House of Tuk
and
daughter to Princess Nancia and Rowan, recently arrived from Earth. Catarina
this is
Jaffers of the House of Ra and main Inner H ouse Facilitator." Then Zorroc
leaned back
to gloat with misplaced humor at the situa tion he had set into motion. After
shooting
Zorroc with dual emerald daggers she turned slowly in Zorroc's arms to face
Jaffers, all
the while feeling her skin color pass from a rosy glow to an even darker
shade, until it
radiated enough heat to fry her mate.
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Jaffers responded like the professional he was. "She is red."
"Yes, her hair holds the color of our Gatt onian sky; it is lovely is it not,"
Zorroc
responded, pleased.
"But she is all red."
Zorroc turned her head to face him and smiled broadly. "She is blushing."
"She is mortified," Cat snapped testily.
"You are welcomed, Mi Divitta. Do you ha ve instructions for me, Divo?"
Jaffers
inquired.
"Yes, tell Prolinc I will be with him dir ectly, then order a full feast
delivered to
the aunt s chambers where you will direct th e Divitta when she is ready.
You are to
further instruct the aunts to feed her until she can hold no more. She is
carrying my heir
and needs fuel. Thank you Jaffers."
At the panels' closure, Zorroc hopped up and dressed, informing Cat of the
location of her clothes and belongings. Before leaving, he approached her,
kissed her
soundly on the lips and confessed, "I adore you."
She froze in place for a full two minutes before scrambling off the mat and
heading to the clean room. She looked forward to greeting her aunts.
"We have him on voice and visual comm unicating with a Dargon called Dung,"
Prolinc began without preamble. "Dyfainius demanded the antidote for his
daughter to
restore her reproductive system, stating that he had met his side of the
bargain, and more
by providing them with the lay-out of secu red areas within Gattonia and other
sensitive
information as to our fire power and size of force readiness. But it revealed
much more,"
he paused with a combination of promised re tribution and satisfaction.
"Dyfainius went
on to accuse the Dargons of failing to capture the women after she had been
practically
handed to them. The last bit of conversa tion, I am having
transmission-loaded onto your
COM, so you can review it first hand. They were after Catarina."
Zorroc felt like frozen crys tal on the outside and an incinerator within; he
would
make Dyfainius wish he had never been concei ved. "I suggest we discuss our
options in
dealing with him properly," Zo rroc stated with deadly calm. He supposed he
owed the
Dargons a dept of gratitude in one small measure. It had kept him from
mating with the
viper's daughter.
The rest of the late morning and early afternoon flowed comfortably for Cat.
The
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