Chapter 5
Onboard the Drastan Command Ship
Devlon had arrived onboard his command ship two hours ago. He’d toured the improvements made in the subway systems with Heather. Where there had been two tracks, now there were four, to accommodate the split in the tunnels that would eventually connect to other locations. His people and the humans had made incredible progress. They were so far along with Tribe Leader Lee’s district that they could start shifting work to the next tribe.
He checked on his ship and crew before heading toward his private quarters. After being in the tunnels, he could feel the dust on his skin and was ready for a shower. Suddenly an argument broke out behind him in the corridor, making him turn around and glare at the two culprits.
Lt. Nix Saber was everything a female Drastan should be, strong and honor-bound. She could be trusted with highly sensitive material. She’d worked hard to get the position she had, and he thought of her as a daughter. She was arguing with the human she’d been charged to train, Corey Nash.
Corey was a friend of Maggie’s. His son Liam saw potential in the young human male, so they’d brought him up to the command ship to train. With the proper treatment for his radiation exposure and nutrition deficiency, Corey had begun to really fill out in height and muscle. He was almost unrecognizable from the frail man he’d been almost a year ago. Unfortunately for Corey, he seemed to get on Nix’s bad side a lot. Poor bastard.
“Corey, I told you that you’re supposed to secure the area outside the shuttle before a higher ranking officer disembarks. It’s protocol.”
“It sounds like a bunch of arbitrary rules that make no sense. The docking bay has to be cleared and secured before we ever land, and the commander is more than capable of kicking ass if someone gets in the way.”
The boy did have a point. He tried to hide his smile. The trip back to the command ship had been spent listening to similar arguments between the prickly pair. He was really tired, and ready for a break.
“Is there a problem, Lieutenant?”
“No sir, but we need to make sure you get to your quarters safely.”
Devlon stared at his lieutenant looking for any signs of deception. There had been a handful of Drastans who had betrayed him and the fleet by providing weapons to the Earth rebels. Not only that, they’d tried to kill him, hoping to take over command of the fleet. He hated not trusting his own people. He hated not being able to walk through the corridors of his own command ship without looking at each of them with suspicion. Devlon didn’t know how to fix things without having reassurance from the high chancellor that humans were to be protected.
He sighed. He knew arguing with Nix wouldn’t make a difference; she was just trying to do her job. “Fine, come on then. Try to not fight with each other the entire way there. I need a little peace and quiet.”
“Yes, Commander,” Nix said easily. She smacked the back of Corey’s head, making him jerk to attention.
Corey quickly responded, “Yes, Commander.”
To their credit, when they weren’t arguing with one another, they worked together as a team quite proficiently. There was an attraction there between them, which probably only added fuel to the arguing. It was their form of foreplay. Ugh, he didn’t need these types of thoughts about Nix and Corey.
He passed many of his crew on the way to his quarters. A few women gave him an inviting look or stopped him to actually offer to share sex with him. He should take them up on the offer, but he was too tired for even sex, which was saying a lot. Drastans had a strong sex drive.
Once they were at his quarters, he let Nix secure his area before locking her and Corey out in the corridor. He went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. Removing his uniform and boots, he stepped into the wide stall.
He groaned when he felt the hot water run over his body. He washed away the dust that had covered him from being in the subway, and also while on the surface of Earth. How the humans lived in a place where the air wasn’t clean, he had no idea. The humans have proved to be resilient, though. Just look at Heather; she was the most incredible female he’d ever met. Smart, beautiful and sexy. She also could stand up to a room full of people and demand to be heard.
Closing his eyes, he imagined Heather sharing the shower with him. She always wore clothing that covered her up to her neck and all the way to her wrists, which only piqued his fantasies. He would love to strip her bare and touch every inch of her. She had a curvy figure which made him hard even now, picturing it.
He gripped his cock and began stroking himself. How long had it been since he’d relieved himself? A few months? Maybe since before he first met Heather.
Devlon had wanted her the first moment he saw her in the mediko, protecting Hali. She’d been brave and fierce, a true warrior woman. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
Feeling the fire racing down his spine, he knew it wouldn’t take much more. One of the things that drove him crazy about Heather was her scent. Her natural scent was warm and spicy, very appealing. When they were close together, her arousal spiked, and that incredible scent of hers nearly drove him over the brink with need.
He pumped faster and faster, still imagining her scent. He would kiss her kissable lips, her neck, and spend quite a bit of time with her amazing breasts. Then he would kneel between her thighs and taste her with his mouth.Yes!His seed spurt forth, hitting the shower wall hard. He rinsed himself off quickly and turned off the water.
His communicator went off just as he started to dry himself off. He reached for it on the counter.
“This is Commander Estro.”
“Father, why didn’t you report in with me when you first arrived?”
“I checked on the command deck to make sure everything was okay, but I really needed to take a shower, Liam. Is there an emergency I need to know about?”
“There is something that needs to be discussed in private. I’ll be at your place in ten minutes.” Liam ended the communication.
Devlon put his dirty uniform in the wash bin. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked down the short hallway to his bedroom. He opened the closet, pulled out a clean uniform and got dressed. He pulled on his boots and combed his thick hair. There were streaks of gray around his temples. Did they make him look old, or distinguished? What did Heather see when she looked at him? He heard the door security alarm unlock. That would be Liam. Only his family had access to his quarters.
