"Then I'll send you home," he said after a moment.
"I don't believe you."
Sylvie pulled away from him, slipping out of her chair and walking around the table. "You're the Supreme Regent. I'm sure you promise women the world when you want their bodies. How is it that I trust you to keep your promises afterwards?"
X's skin bristled.Was she calling me a liar?
"I make no other women promises. Any female I might be interested in tells me whether she wants to mate, not the other way around, and as for keeping my word," he moved around the table, his groin throbbing painfully as a light sweat broke out across his skin, "how dare you suggest that I wouldn't?"
"What guarantee do I have? Hypothetically, if I did agree to sleep with you, what guarantee can you give me that will assure me of a ride home, immediately?"
X growled, staring down at her, before walking to the console. He called up a standard order template, input the required information, and then signed it with a flourish. He reached into the image to pull out a hard copy.
"Here's your guarantee," he said, rolling it up and tossing it to her. Why she wanted to get away from him so fast he would never understand. He could offer her everything – anything…
The professor unrolled the parchment and read it carefully. "This says you are granting me immediate transport from Zanthar to Earth."
"Indeed."
She eyed him and he snatched the parchment back.
"And you'll get itafterwe've spent the night together. As mates." He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, hanging tightly on the possibility that she would relent. He had already seen her sex up close. Surely it wasn’t about modesty anymore.
Sylvie's eyes narrowed. "And how do I know your people will honor these orders? How do I make it through the mob to the transport?"
X let out a huff of air. Would this infernal female always harass him like this? He strode to the entrance to his chambers and stepped out the door.
The guards standing outside straightened, and the crowd of protesters livened up, raising their signs and starting their chants. He ignored them all and turned to the older guard stationed there.
"Major, if the Earthling female ever gives you this order," he said, showing him the order and his signature, "you are to take her immediately to the central hub. You will fly her on a transport back to Earth. When dropping her off, follow the standard protocol for dispatching undercover agents."
"Undercover agents?" she piped up from beside him, but he waved a hand at her to cut off any questions.
"Make sure you are escorted by two attack-class Teuthidas. I don't want her left defenseless."
The guard, apparently a major, nodded his head. "I'll make sure she gets home.”
X turned on his heel and re-entered his chambers, dragging her with him. Once inside the doors he didn't let her go, but ran his hands up and down her arms as he hovered over the top of her curly blond locks.
Her skin was unlike anything he'd ever felt. His own skin was soft, but slightly more porous. Hers was firm and soft and so easy to caress.
The tightness inside of him clenched down harder. The intense drive to take her slammed into him again. Damn mating. He wouldn’t be able to control himself for much longer.
I must have her. Even if she plans to leave me afterwards. Nothing will stop me from possessing this female. Nothing.
