But he always visited her at night. Every rest cycle since that first day, she stayed awake until the footsteps sounded outside her door. She hadn’t fallen asleep until she heard them leave since her first night.
Kat entered the large laboratory, her eyes adjusting to the lights. The pinging sound of an incoming call rattled from the console room and she sighed audibly. The EPED didn’t trust her.
Well... I listened to you, grandma. I would count this as an adventure even though I’m alone with a bunch of machines, some alien creatures, and a pissed off employer.
It had taken her some time and research to run the reporting system for Mia, and no matter how accurate or how thorough her information was, it was never good enough. The girl disliked her and Kat wasn’t quite sure why. The EPED wanted constant coordinate updates, data based on the living organisms onboard as well as additional information and opinion from her. So she watched the androids and for the Cyborg as much as they watched her.
No wonder he didn’t want to hire anyone.
Mia and her superior wanted more information on Dommik but she had none to give them. They believed her that he kept his distance from but they didn’t believe he stayed awayall the time.
He comes in at night when I’m gone.Bin-Three told her as much on the second day. Kat made her way past the room and headed for the Molucs. She wanted to make sure they were okay. The warp flipped her stomach, who knows what it did to the animals on board?
The fuzzy dragon-like creatures were curled up together in a nest of snow. She longed to pet them, her fingers touched the cold glass that encased them.They look so peaceful.
Familiar footsteps entered the giant chamber, they echoed off the quiet, steel walls. Her fingers froze on the glass and the shivers that ran through her weren’t from the cold. Kat took a step away from the enclosure as the thuds came to a stop next to her.
She looked up into dark, emotionless eyes, but her gaze didn’t linger on them for long as they drifted down a hard, lean body covered in a white form-fitting bodysuit. The Cyborg was imposing and far too large not to be noticed, not to be appreciated and frightened of. If Dommik ever happened to fall on her, she would be crushed. She glanced down and saw the outline of a large cock, it twitched when her gaze settled on it. His body was frightening but his bulge was terrifying.
The Cyborg cleared his throat and her eyes shot back up to his emotionless face.
“Your name is Dommik,” she uttered. Her cold fingers rubbed her cheek as the Cyborg studied her.
“And yours is Katalina.” He turned away as she blushed. The outline of his ass came into view and she had to stop herself from reaching out and touching it.
“Call me Kat.”
“Don’t care.” He handed her something long and black.
Bastard.Her eyes narrowed as she took the item from him. It was a jacket, military quality, and sized for a large male, not her small form. The coat was heavy and rough in her hands.
“What’s this for?”
“Put it on, we’re about to land and return the Molucs back to their homeworld.” Dommik dismissed her as he turned to the console next to the glass unit and typed. His long fingers danced over the screen. “Make sure you watch my every move so you can add it to your next report.”
Bastard.
Kat shuffled on the thick jacket, dwarfed by it, consumed with the smell of metal. Gravity shifted under her feet, briefly disorienting her. The androids operated a device on the other side where part of the Moluc’s enclosure began to fold in on itself. The creatures shifted and uncurled, waking up, fluttering their fluffy wings in the drifts.
The hatch opened to a glorious white and turquoise world. Giant, crystalline snowflakes fell quietly from the sky and between the flakes she saw a flock of Molucs flying in the distance.
“Are they going to be okay?” she asked.
“Yes, they’ll start their own flock. They’re a mated pair and the female is heavily pregnant.”
She walked over to where the creatures were being ushered. “Bonnie is pregnant?” How had she not noticed? It wasn’t like she hadn’t stared at the dragons for hours desperately wanting to cuddle them.
Dommik stepped up behind her. “You named them?” The glass enclosure shut and the snow inside began to melt away.
Kat watched the dragons cover each other with their long, white wings. “I named them Bonnie and Clyde.”
“Attachment grows when you give things names.” He turned toward her. “They mate for life and no other Moluc would approach a bred female, regardless, they are herbivores and very territorial of each other.” Dommik looked down at his leg as a knife appeared in his hand, he strapped it to his thigh.
Kat flinched as a freezing gust of wind hit them. Her curls flew back in a mess of webs around her head. “I wish everything bred for life, a life-mate, or such. It would make the world better.” She shoved her hair out of her face.
Dommik stepped between the opening and her, blocking out the wild wind that wanted to freeze her skin. “Unless your soul mate turned out to be evil, a murderer, a drinker of the blood of innocents. Or a rapist. A system like that wouldn’t differentiate.” He took a step closer to her and Kat felt the cold breath in her lungs seep out through her parted lips.
A tingle, slow and steady, drifted down her body and settled between the crux of her thighs. The Cyborg, with every hard muscle outlined, moved a hairsbreadth in front of her. His thick black hair fell between them, a soft whisper would shift the silken strands.
