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Tossing the soiled towel aside, he grabbed a fresh one and started on my body, moving methodically like he was trying to find where I’d been hurt. I had a bunch of scrapes and bruises, but luckily no cuts from the scourge.

I couldn’t believe I was still alive. My heart was racing from the memories of claws scraping at the door. The moment the windows broke and the centicreep forced its way in played over and over in my head. I could still feel the impact of the fire extinguisher against the hard exoskeleton and heard the crunch as I threw my full weight into the strike.

Then there was Ror’k and the way he’d charged to my rescue like a hero from a fairytale.

I sat there as he cleaned us both until we ran out of warm, moist towels. It was only now that I realized we were both naked and I was sitting in his lap. He was purring too, but not the sexy kind. This felt more like a cat purring to soothe itself.

Everything felt odd, like a movie. Like, I wasn’t really in my own body. Was this shock? This was totally shock.

There was a series of beeping sounds, but they sounded so far away. Ror’k helped me to the contamination unit, and after removing our items urged me inside. He stepped in after, still supporting me.

“Are you okay? Dottie. Talk to me.”

I tried to get my throat to work, but it felt too dry, and my tongue was heavy. All I could do was cling to him, so I did as the decontamination cycle started.

Chapter 14: Ror’k

I lifted my Dottie’s arms gently, helping her hold them high enough for the cleansing light to pass over her body. Her skin felt chilled from the outside air, and her muscles still trembled from her ordeal.

A sense of relief settled through me now that she was safely on my shuttle. The sight of her facing off against the centicreep with nothing but a red, metal canister had set off something in me I’d never experienced before.

Normally, instincts would demand that I stay and fight the abomination. Xarc’n warriors were created to hunt the scourge. It was the only reason we existed. But the moment I saw Dottie in danger, my priorities changed. Instinct demanded that I bring her to safety above all else.

It also demanded I remove any traces of the scourge and its fungus, along with the lingering scent of strange males from her body. I wanted her to smell like me and no one else. Just me, mingled with her natural sweetness.

The decontaminator beeped, and the cleansing light swept back over our bodies in slow arcs.

“Close your eyes,” I instructed as the scent of ozone filled the stall.

The light wasn’t harmful to Xarc’n warriors’ retinas, but I wanted to be extra careful.

She closed her eyes, and after a few long moments, she began to relax. She was breathing more steadily now, and her body was shaking less furiously.

As the light passed over us yet again, I finally began to notice the way it tingled against my skin. It was a good feeling, one I associated with the satisfaction of a successful hunt. It was something I’d experienced thousands of times before. But this time, it was different. This time, I wasn’t in here alone.

Dottie stood in my arms, her head tilted and lightly leaning against my shoulder. Awe and awareness struck me as I realized she trusted me implicitly to take care of her. Her shoulders were relaxed now, despite the scrapes and bruises she’d sustained. She trusted me to care for her, and I’d never had anyone trust me like this before. It was worth more than any victory against the scourge.

It wasn’t just her trust and closeness either. She was naked, and so was I. I’d held her away for the first pass of the light, but she was now pressed up against me, soft and pliant. The air shifted as the cycle continued, and a warm current joined the tingling lights brushing against our skin. All it took was for the light to pass over my crotch, and my cock was suddenly as hard as iron.

She gasped at the change, her eyes popping open. I wasn’t the only one who was aware of our nakedness and closeness now.

I froze, waiting for her reaction. Xarc’n warriors were differently shaped from her kind. I worried she’d be disgusted and push me away,

But she didn’t. Instead, the air in the stall filled with the sweet scent of her desire. She closed her eyes again, but moved her hands down my body to my chest, then over my abs, until they brushed the tip of my cock.

Krux!

I bit back a groan as she wrapped a hand around my girth. She opened her eyes again, this time looking down at my length.

“Oh! So itisshaped like that.”

She bit her bottom lip as she touched me, her hands sliding over the hard ridges at the thickest parts of each section before tightening down on the narrower portions.

I groaned at the pleasure of her touch. The tingling down my spine had me holding my breath as I struggled for control. A rough groan tore out of my chest, and I clenched my hands into tight fists at my sides because if I touched her now, we weren’t making it out of the stall.

She had no idea what she did to me, or how close I was to losing it completely.

The decontaminator signaled the end of its cycle, the sharp sound cutting through my haze and giving me temporary respite. I pushed open the stall and Dottie gasped, falling backward, but I caught her before she could fall too far. Her body fit against mine so perfectly. All except where my cock strained against her belly.