There are some things I need to tell you that Dr. Yaroman thought we shouldn’t tell you. I don’t think the real situation here on Zevus Mar is getting out to the interstellar info stream. There is a faction of human dissidents who have been harassing Trakellisans and demonstrating with demands to remove us from Zevus Mar.
I don’t understand why this is happening. Many humans and hybrids like myself are living happily among us in Val’kara. It seems to be a small fraction of Zevians involved in these disturbances, but I don’t know why they’re complaining now.
I hope you won’t change your mind about coming because of this unpleasantness. I know I am looking forward to your arrival. I hope your journey improves once you make the transfer to the next ship at Rintalis.
Evalee.”
Lanimer
We were only a few days from Rintalis when I received Evalee’s next hologram. I’d watched her previous messagesmany times since. I wanted to know everything about her and longed for my journey to be over so we could finally meet in person. I had never felt this way about anyone before—Evalee.
I believed my attraction to her was on the same level as she had described her attraction to me. Call it a hunch or intuition. I knew she was going to be my mate—my only mate ever.
“My Dear Evalee,
The news about the political unrest there is disturbing, but not enough to make me change my mind about returning to Zeus Mar to meet you. I believe Zevus Mar is where I’m meant to be.
My farm complex is in a remote desert location, so barring another invasion, no one is likely to bother us there. Except for a few months after I was born on Aledus, I never lived in a city, nor do I want to. I have a beautiful underground home there, and I hope one day to find a mate to share it.
Is that something that might interest you? Think about it as we get to know each other.
The com operator on our ship told me it would be at least three more months before our messages would take less than a few days to exchange. Your messages have made this leg of my journey much less dreary than I expected. Although the captain avoided me like theplague, most of the crew members were friendly.
I still spend a lot of time in my cabin, refreshing myself on Trakellisan anatomy and learning the language. I am learning other languages from the crew as well. It’s much easier to understand when I can read the meaning in their minds.
To be honest, as a telepath, I spend more time blocking out people’s thoughts than reading them unless I sense their attention is on me. Or she is as beautiful as you, Evalee.
Till next time, love.
Lanimer.”
Evalee
I thanked the Goddess that Lanimer was not greatly disturbed by the fact that we didn’t inform him about the political unrest happening on Zevus Mar. I was almost giddy with relief and excitement that he seemed to really like me. I wanted him to like me because I could imagine being his mate.
We would be working together on a daily basis, so we needed to get on well. I knew I could work with Lanimer, even though I was attracted to him as intensely as I am. The fact that he was interested couldcomplicate things or be really special. I wanted to believe the latter because I wanted to be important to him.
I kept telling myself it was too early in our acquaintance to be thinking about life together, yet I couldn’t stop myself. On the other hand, a telepath and an empath would quickly determine their compatibility.
With my reply, we started messaging every day. Even though there was a lag in sending and receiving the messages, we got holograms from each other every day. We talked about everything from our childhoods to the most intimate things, like what we enjoyed sexually.
Sometimes, our exchanges were blatantly explicit on how we would make love if we could be together. Lanimer said that he pleasured himself to the sound of my voice telling him how I wanted him to pleasure me when we finally came together. It was a long time before I admitted that I had also done this.
Then I had the dream. It was so hot and so real that when I woke, I couldn’t believe I was alone.
Chapter Five
Lanimer
At first, I didn’t realize it was a dream. I could feel the warmth of her skin against mine and her wet heat welcoming my cock as I fucked her. “Evalee!” I panted as my orgasm began to coil in my lower back. She was close, too. Her nails pricked my shoulders, and I could feel her body tense beneath me.
Just as I was about to pour myself into her womb, she was gone. I groaned, gripping my rock-hard cock. I had to finish myself because I was too close just to stop.
Goddess! That was more real than any wet dream I’ve ever had. How could I dream so vividly of a female I had never met? A dream with that level of sensory input was more likely to come from a psion mate.
Was Evalee a psion without realizing it? I could feel her as though she were. Perhaps we were soul mates without such psionic bonds. It had to be more than simply the power of suggestion. I don’t see how it could seem so real otherwise.
It was certainly something I would have to explore when we finally met. The anticipation would make this trip seem longer than it already was.
