Rothu’s body, I have had many females and each was for a single night only. No more was asked or expected. Each one was healed in a manner similar to this, and our joining was never repeated. As a host, you are untouchable by another male. To engage in contact might elicit a response that none of us would wish to witness.”
She pulled on her trousers and straightened the tunic once they were in place. With short jerks, she tugged on the boots, finally wrapping her waist with the sash. “There. Ready.”
The ship jumped, and she swayed slightly. Kurat reached out to hold her, and when another jump rapidly followed the first, he lifted her in his arms and held her tight against him. “Three more jumps to go. We are travelling as rapidly as the ship can go.”
Del nodded. “Right after arrival and departure on a new world, file jumps under things I don’t like about space travel.”
He chuckled and carried her out of medical.
The halls cleared as he walked as if he owned the ship, which Del supposed that he did.
“So, where are we off to now?”
“My quarters. We will arrive at Na-Lanvin tomorrow, and I want you relaxed and well rested.”
She looked at him with suspicion. “The last time I wanted a nap, we ended up with this trip to medical.”
Kurat sighed. “I will simply hold you while you rest. Nothing more.”
She snickered at the disgust in his face and enjoyed the feeling of being coddled.
At five foot eleven inches, Del rarely felt delicate, but today was a charming exception. Kurat was huge, but he tempered his strength every time he touched her. Even when he had wanted to let himself free during sex, he had held back so as not to injure her. It wasn’t exactly prince charming activity, but it was head and shoulders above most of the men she had met in her life. The moment she met him, he had inspired trust and that was the rarest of reactions she had with men. If he hadn’t requisitioned her, she might have tried to enjoy him for an evening even if it meant time in the infirmary.
She smiled and rubbed her cheek against his chest. He responded by holding her tighter.
Crewmen and women flattened against the walls every time they passed, and it forced Del to ask, “Do you have a contact problem that I should know about?”
“It is forbidden to touch the High Prefect without authorization.”
She winced. “So, I have engaged in a faux pas without knowing it? I do apologise.”
He stopped in the hall and engaged her in a ravaging kiss. “You were invited, authorized and requested to touch me at several points since we met.”
She chuckled and pressed her fingers to her lips. The tingling in her lips ceased to be localized and spread through her body. “Aw, not again.”
He resumed their walk. “What?”
Del blushed. “I will tell you later.”
Kurat grinned, “You will tell me the moment we are in our quarters.”
They were in the officer’s quarters’ hallway now. He continued on until they passed the captain’s door and that left the final door for them.
The door opened at his approach, and when Del peeked at him, his eyes were dark green. The door was responding to one of the energy signatures inside him.
He entered and the door slid shut behind him. “Now, tell me what is happening?”
She frowned and crossed her arms over her breasts. “No. It’s embarrassing.”
He walked through the front room and into the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and asked again, “What is going on?”
“I need some things that are private.”
“No.” He turned and tugged her boots from her feet before starting work on her trousers.
She sat up and tried backing away, but he had her by the waistband. “What are you doing?”
“Removing your clothing.”
“I thought you said I could relax.”
“That was before you decided to engage in subterfuge. I hate subterfuge.” He tossed her trousers to the floor, and he began on her sash.
The sash went the way of her trousers, and his