“Good. Find his ship and make sure he is dead. Take his core processor. I want to know what they were doing on Earth.”
“I will tear him in half, as I did the others.”
I envied the smug satisfaction I heard in Ander’s voice. He had experienced the supreme satisfaction of ripping a scout’s body into pieces. I wanted that release, craved it. Nothing less than complete annihilation of an enemy would calm the battle rage running through my veins.
Or rutting like a wild beast in a willing female, fucking the rage from my body with ruthless thrusts of my cock into a wet, eager pussy…
My mate wiggled, taking a quick breath and I looked down at her, thoughts of fucking replaced with surprise as she spoke. “Burn the bodies. They have to be destroyed. Their ship, too.”
My eyes widened at her words.
“Why?” Destroying Hive bodies was a long, involved process. Their metal parts could take hours to melt without the proper incinerators. The ship was less of a problem. If it would not self-destruct, we would simply launch the vessel on a collision course with Earth’s star where it would be incinerated instantly. If the Hive ship was nearby, we could load the dead bodies onboard and send all of them to a fiery disposal.
“So my people don’t get their technology. Our scientists are smart. They can reverse engineer anything. Those things have to be completely destroyed.”
I sighed, resigned to trust our mate’s judgment. Earth was a new member of the coalition and still considered a primitive planet. They had not yet been granted full access to coalition weapons or technology. In fact, my presence on Earth violated the coalition agreement put in place to protect Earth from the Hive. Earth was off limits to all travel as coalition politicians and scientists worked with Earth’s governments. Humans were not dealing well with the realization that they were one small, insignificant world among over two hundred planetary systems. Humanity was small, and still they bickered amongst themselves, undervalued their females, and had no respect for their planet.
“You are right, Jessica Smith. Humans are not to be trusted.” Giving the human governments access to Hive technology would be dangerous. Humanity could not stop killing each other, despite the Hive threat. They were not ready for more power.
He pressed a spot on his shirt.
“I’ve opened comms so Jessica can hear you, Ander. As she said, load the bodies onto their ship and send it into their star. Leave nothing behind for their scientists.”
Ander’s voice came through a small speaker built in to my shirt. “Who is this female issuing orders to warriors of Prillon?”
Jessica gasped at Ander’s question, but that would be nothing to the shock I knew my words would bring her.
“Our mate.”
Ander’s silence lasted mere seconds, but Jessica’s pulse, which had begun to slow, raced once more as he addressed her directly. “Greetings, mate. I am Ander, your second; it is my duty and privilege to destroy your enemies. Then I will come to you. Your pleasure shall be the only reward I seek for tearing their heads from their bodies.”
When had my second become a poet?
I looked at Jessica to judge her reaction to Ander’s solemn vow. Her face was a mask of confusion.
A group of Hive killers tried to murder her. Now I held her—I didn’t look any less fierce than those from the Hive—and said she was our mate. Ander was going to kill her enemies and claimed touching her body, bringing her release would be his reward. It was much to assimilate, even for a Prillon woman. But an Earth woman? I was surprised she had yet to faint.
His words had affected her, but not in the way I expected. I smelled her arousal as clearly as I smelled the blood of her wounds. The scent of her wet pussy was like a drug in my system that went straight to my hard cock. If she weren’t injured, I would take her here, now. Make her mine forever.
She bit her lip, and I ached to taste her, trying, with difficulty, to focus on her words as she spoke.
“I don’t understand what’s going on.”
Yes, as I’d expected.
She frowned, her eyebrows drawing closer to one another in an adorable shape I had seen on Lady Deston’s face when she was arguing with her mates. I wanted to lean over and trace the crease between her brows with my lips, but held still as she inspected me with renewed vigor.
“You look like them. Who are you people? Why did they kill Clyde? What’s the core? And why is your friend talking about being a second? What the hell is that? Then there’s the vow to kill my enemies. I don’t know any aliens, let alone have enemies. And his reward? I don’t know who he is, why is he talking about pleasuring me and…”
Her voice trailed off as she returned her gaze to mine.
“Fucking?” I suspected she could see my need to fuck her in my eyes, for I did nothing to hide myself from her. She needed to see right away the connection we had, the almost desperate need I had for her. It was amazing really, the matching program, for I had zero doubt that she was my mate. I felt it when I saw her. It was confirmed by the feel of her in my arms. Our connection would be complete when the bonding ceremony was achieved. I didn’t need a collar about my neck psychically connecting me to one about hers to know we were bonded, meant to be together. I just did, and that was truly amazing.
Gods, I wanted to bury my cock in her body and make her scream. I wanted to see her breasts quiver and shake. I wanted her absolutely mindless as I made her come over and over again. I needed her pussy to be dripping wet, my tongue buried deep, my fingers exploring her ass as I made her whimper and beg and surrender to me.
“Yes, fucking. That, too.”
I had forgotten all about Ander on the other end of the conversation until her soft response made him growl with lust. Her eyes widened but Ander recovered quickly, his clipped tones clear through the earpiece.