Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
But all of this hinged on secrecy. I wanted to talk to Slade in private and break the news about Turk being my Fated Mate myself. So the plan was to wait until the end of our flight and then smuggle me quietly off The Illyrian to a safe location where I could contact my big brother and ask him to come see me. Then he could talk to our father and so forth and so on. It seemed like the perfect plan.
I had no idea the whole thing was going to blow up in my face…and all because of that bastard, Gurflug.
55
TURK
“Well, this is it. Last jump before home, Captain.” Yorrin gave me a slow smile as he nodded at the viewscreen where the route Jessina had mapped the night before was visible.
“Yes, almost home,” I agreed. My gut was churning at the thought. Soon I was going to have to face Slade and admit what I’d been doing with his little sister. I knew my best friend—he was a great male, but also extremely protective. He was probably going to want to kill me—or at the very least break my nose.
I would want to break my nose too, if I was in his position, I reflected. Just the night before I’d been balls-deep in his little sister, fucking her long and hard while she moaned my name and begged me to knot her and breed her—to Bind her to me forever.
Of course, I didn’t go that far—it was the one boundary that I’d managed to keep. But I had shoved my shaft to the hilt in her tight, sucking little pussy and pumped her full of my seed.
I shifted in my seat, feeling the tightness beginning in my uniform trousers. Gods, just thinking of fucking her made me want to do it again…and again…and again. The two of us couldn’t seem to get enough of each other—we were at it constantly.
Jessina maintained our inability to keep our hands off each other was because we were Fated Mates. And Goddess help me, I was beginning to believe her. There was no other explanation for why we needed each other so badly we couldn’t bear to be apart more than a few hours at a time.
“Ready to jump,” I heard Gurflug burble, which broke my train of thought.
“Uh, okay.” I nodded. I had given Jessina the time dilation medication earlier, so I knew she would be fine. And since she’d plotted the route the night before, I wasn’t worried about winding up in the middle of a black hole. I was free to go back to worrying about what my best friend would say when he found out I was in love with his little sister…
“Captain?” There was an urgency in Yorrin’s voice that made me look up.
“Yes? What is it?” I asked.
“The route—look at it!”
He nodded at the broad viewscreen at the front of the ship and I saw that it had been subtly changed. And there was only one person on the Bridge that could have overridden Jessina’s route and changed it.
“Hey Gurflug, what the Hell do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, glaring at the big Galafruxian.
He turned his head and gave me a smirking smile that made my stomach twist into a fucking knot.
“Getting my revenge!” he announced. “For the past two months you’ve treated me like dirt beneath your feet! You refused to have my uniform cleaned for me, you didn’t make the cook prepare my favorite stew, you forced me to take a shower and wash off all my lovely slime. Why, you even whipped me for no good reason! Well now, you’ll get what’s coming to you!”
“No! Stop him!” I shouted, because his greenish-brown finger was hovering over the Jump button. The route has given way to a view of the wormhole we were about to dive into—but who knew where we would come out? He might have changed the route to dump us out anywhere—or into any kind of danger.
Yorrin and Snuffy both rose from their chairs but it was too late. Gurflug pressed the button and the ship lurched forward, right into the hole.
56
JESSINA
Iwas lying on the bed, wearing my pink flowered pajamas and reading on the entertainment cube when it happened. Even though I wasn’t on the Bridge, I knew at once that something wasn’t right. I could feel the strange stretching sensation that accompanied a trip through a wormhole, but this one was rough. Instead of speeding up or slowing down, everything seemed to double and then triple for a moment.
I looked down at my hand and saw that I was holding two cubes…then three…then two again. What the Hell?
Somehow I managed to get off the bed and lurch towards the doorway—which kept doubling and then tripling itself. By the time I made it into the Ready Room, everything was settled down and I only saw one of everything again.