Chapter 31
Xivthar was updating his Last Will and Testament. As the highest authority on the planet, his will was updated regularly. However, because of recent events, some changes were required.
He penned his desires slowly, loving the result of their night even if it meant his death. He would protect her and take care of her financially long after his days were over."My estate in its entirety is to go to my mate, the Earthling female known as Dr. Sylvia Cohen."
Zantharians did not possess much personal property, preferring to live communally for the most part, but his family had amassed a large cache of gems taken from small undersea mines over the centuries. As he had no child to pass them on to, he would give them to Sylvie.
The gems would fetch an astronomical price back on Earth. He was determined to see that she made it back there, and that she would be provided for once she did.
He shifted his attention from his work to the female across from him. She stood at her own console, her tongue peeking out of her mouth as she licked at her lips over and over.
The sight of that little pink tongue drove him crazy, heat searing his center with fever.
Xivthar adjusted his cock underneath his sarong and groaned, the arousal sensitive to even touch. Being in the same room with her was complete and utter hell. He wanted nothing more than to plunge into her sweetness until he brought himself to come, the prayer that it would happen almost too much to hope for. He would try again soon, but she was damned and determined to help him in the lab, not in the bedroom just yet.
Even if he knew it was hopeless, he still had to grant her the chance.
X dialed the connection to Drake's console with a heavy heart. It was time to convince his brother to help. Since he'd be passing over the reins of Supreme Regent to him temporarily, until the crisis was resolved and a new regent could be elected, it was crucial that he get his brother's cooperation.
The Minister of Defense appeared on the display and Xivthar had to suppress his immediate reaction. His brother's skin was still a deep maroon, his fear on display for everyone to see.
Rage washed over the regent, but he held it in. He had to be convincing, and starting off with a dressing down was not the way to go.
"Brother, please make sure this channel is secure."
Drake's eyes narrowed as he took in the hooded figure. "It's secure. Xivthar?"
The regent took a deep breath, then pulled back his hood, exposing his face.
There was a sharp intake of air. His brother took the display and rotated it, making sure he was the only one to see what was broadcast over his console.
"How did it happen?" he asked, his voice tense.
"It doesn't matter. We have to--"
"The Earthling female."
Xivthar scowled. "It. Doesn't. Matter. Never mind how it happened, let's concentrate on what we're going to do about it."
"Is she still with you?"
Why couldn't his brother let go of his anxiety about the female? "Yes. Now listen. You will be named temporary regent. Your position as Minister of Defense makes you a candidate anyway, and a strong one during this crisis. You shouldn't face opposition."
Drake nodded, his attention captured.
Xivthar continued. "The Hareema threat is your priority, no surprise there, but I have one more matter that needs your personal attention."
"The female?"
The regent nodded. "Make sure she gets back to Earth safely."
"We can't be sure she's not an operative. This may all be part of their plan."
This time Xivthar couldn't hold in his reaction. "I don't care what you think. I know you have doubts. I don't. She's my mate. You will treat her as such."
His brother's expression tightened. The regent calmed himself. "This is the last thing I'll ask of you. The most important thing. We shared an egg, brother. I trust you more than I trust myself. Please."
He held his breath, watching the string of emotions cross his brother's face. At last Drake gave a stiff nod. “Fine.”
