I took a deep, fortifying breath and let go. Trust was fucking hard. “Okay.” Heavy footsteps sounded from down the corridor. “But if you do, I’m going to hunt you down in hell and kill you again myself.”
He laughed as the same guard from earlier appeared. “Time’s up.”
Mikos set me on my feet then stepped around me, placing himself between me and the guard.
“Where is Barek?” Mikos walked to the bars and wrapped his big hands around them. I couldn’t take my eyes off those hands, couldn’t stop thinking about how they felt on my skin, inside my body, everywhere.
“Here, Mikos.” Barek moved into view and the knot in my gut loosened. This guard was a creep. I wouldn’t leave Mikos’s side if it meant being alone with this alien asshole who could attack me.
The guard opened the door for me to walk through, then slammed the door as soon as I stood next to him. He locked Mikos on the other side. Away from me.
I met my mate’s gaze, unwilling to leave him. “I could stay.”
Mikos shook his head. “No. My mate will not sleep in this prison. I will see you tomorrow, mate. After.”
“After.” I would wait. I would trust him. Maybe because I was punch drunk on orgasms. Maybe because I’d decided to stay with him no matter what. Maybe because I knew he was mine.
“Let’s go.” The guard reached for my elbow as if to escort me out, but Mikos’s growl stopped him.
“Touch her and die.”
The guard shrugged and took a step back, pointing me in the direction he wanted me to go. When I didn’t move, the guard slammed his hands against the bars in a staccato beat to hurry me along. “Let’s go. I don’t have all night.”
Jerk. Whatever he just did, I heard a strange buzzing sound coming from the bars, almost like there was a forcefield in addition to the bars.
Mikos moved his mouth, but no sound escaped his cell. Guess the guard did turn on some kind of energy shield, just to be a jerk.
Since Mikos couldn’t hear me anyway, and I didn’t know what else to say, I blew him a kiss. The smile on my face reflected the warm, fuzzy thoughts chasing themselves around inside my head.
He lied.I was his mate. He did want me. I wasn’t sure exactly why he’d made the decision to keep it from me, but every part of me was relieved, heart, body and soul, because I wanted to keep him. He was mine, my mate, my everything, and I never wanted to give him up. He made me feel safe. He made me feel beautiful. Adored. Protected. Perfect. His bite was like a shockwave of pleasure roaring through my system.
The mind-blowing orgasms weren’t bad either.
Tomorrow Mikos would figure out a way to get out of this mess so we could be together. I’d have to talk to Astra when Barek and I got back to their territory. She’d offered me a really nice room in her fortress of a mansion—space criminals on a moon base had mansions. Who knew? So, I’d get back there, sit down with her and the rest of the Forsians, who obviously thought of Mikos as family, and we’d figure out a way to set him free and take out this Drakdak asshole who wanted to kill my man for dispensing justice to an alien who sounded like an evil, vile piece of shit.
I followed Barak back the way we’d come earlier, toward the entrance. It was a good quarter mile walk, if I had to guess. Apparently, the tunnels under the surface of Rogue 5 were extensive and ran deep. I didn’t mind the quiet time. My pussy was deliciously sore. The insides of my pant legs were wet and sticky with his cum. I altered my steps a bit, trying to hold more of him inside me. Not that I could win against gravity—which was about the same as Earth’s, far as I could tell. Greedy bitch, gravity. But I wasn’t giving up so easily. Everything Mikos had was mine.
When did I turn into this wanton creature? This naughty heathen trying to hold his cum inside me? A few weeks ago, the idea would have sent me straight to the shower for a full body, antibacterial scrubbing.
The first time he fucked me.That’s when. Since then I couldn’t get enough.
We rounded a corner, then another, as we made our way back out of the underground facility. We were getting close now. One thing about all the ReCon missions I’d been on, I automatically memorized every route I walked, just in case I needed to run for my life. Not knowing the way out of a place could be a death sentence.
I lifted my head as a large male appeared ahead of us.
My feelings of contentment faded the moment an unfamiliar face came into view in the dim light. He moved to block Barek’s path and sneered at both of us. His bald head looked like an egg-shaped, stainless-steel pan, like a normal male from mid-forehead down, but with a robot’s metal skull. He had to be one of the Silver Scion guys. There was no colored band around his arm. Not Legion.
Not good.
I reached for my weapon. My hand closed around empty air where my blaster should have been inside the holster. Shit. The guard made me leave my weapons at the checkpoint outside when I came in with Barek. I would have protested, but Barek handed over his weapons as well, said it was standard operating procedure.
Two more steel heads appeared, blocking our path, massive blaster rifles aimed not at me, at Barek.
Should have hidden a knife in my boot. Or shot the damn guards and forced our way into the facility. There had only been two of them, one at the entrance and one guard inside. We could have done it. Broken Mikos out of here.
I’d suggested it, but Barek said Astra would not give the order. Said we would cause trouble for the Legion and maybe even start a conflict of some kind between Astra Legion and Shade’s Legion, Siren. Said a lot of females and children could die.
Looked like someone didn’t care about any of that.
