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Chapter Sixteen – Tiana

He filled her so completely, she thought he would split her in two. This Virdian was huge in every way, and his cock was in proportion with the rest of his body. Yet his size didn’t matter, he was so gentle with her, moving slowly, stroking her skin, making certain she was ready for him.

Tiana wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close as he inched his way deeper into her. Pulling back, and then thrusting deeper, slowly filling her, slowly driving her arousal higher, until her senses were overwhelmed.

“I have never been with a princess,” he said, kissing her neck.

“I have never been with a bounty hunter,” she said, her voice rising as he thrust harder, deeper.

He chuckled. “You are so tight around me, I would say you had never been with any man.” He bit her neck, and her inner muscles clamped around his cock even tighter.

“A princess never talks of such things.” She ran her hands across his back, feeling the broadness of his torso, the strength of his muscles, and she wanted him to consume her, to make her forget she was a princess and that one day she might have to lie with a man not of her choosing.

“I could make you talk.” He thrust into her harder, but not enough to hurt her. “I could make you tell me all the secrets of your kingdom.” Mak lowered his mouth, kissing the swell of her breasts, and then capturing her nipple between his teeth, tugging it gently, before licking it with the flat of his tongue.

“And I believe I could do the same to you, Mak of the Virdian.”

“T’Makizomo of the Virdian. I think you should at least know my full name if I’m making love to you.” His mouth went back to sucking her breasts, his left hand moving under her bottom, holding her close as his thrusts became harder.

“And are we making love, T’Makizomo?” she asked, raising her knees and circling his thighs, tilting her pelvis. At this new angle, with each thrust, his body skimmed her clit, and she knew she would not hold on for long. “Or is this sex?”

She raked her nails down his back, sliding her hands down until they were on his ass, and then she urged him to take her, and he did. Long lunges, in and out, he drove them both to the edge of the precipice and then threw them off it.

Tiana cried out as her orgasm hit her. It was as though he had captured her very essence and then pulled it apart strand by strand, leaving her in a million pieces. Then he kissed her and brought her back together again. “Definitely making love,” he said, smiling, his eyes catching hers.

Then their beautiful new world was shattered by Stellia’s voice. “Maraki entering Rilan air space.”

“Damn it!” he cursed.

“I thought they weren’t supposed to get here until tomorrow sometime,” Tiana said, grabbing her clothes, while Mak pulled his pants on, dressing quickly.

“Stellia, do you have any answers?” Mak asked the air.

“Recalculating.” As the computer fell silent, Mak pulled on his boots and they both made their way to the weapons locker.

“Listen, we need to go and grab Kilma and Larka and leave Rilan with them. Whatever you have to say, whatever you have to promise, we have to make them leave. Now the Maraki know they are here, they will never leave them alone.”

“I’ve been giving it some thought, and the only thing I can think of is for us to smuggle them onto Kalisov,” Tiana said, buckling a laser to her belt. “Unless you have any suggestions.”

He looked kind of sheepish, averting his eyes as if he had something to hide. It looked as if he did have a suggestion, one she was not going to like. Taking his time, he removed a large laser rifle and something that looked big enough to blow a hole in a space ship, before closing the locker and looking at her.

“We don’t have a lot of time, but this is what I think we should do.” He nodded, as if encouraging himself to talk. “There is a psychic on Trealian; it’s a small planet on the outer edge of this sector.”

“I’ve heard of Trealian, but not of the psychic.” Why was he being secretive about her? “Is she like your girlfriend, or something?”

He laughed and shook his head. “She’s old enough to be my grandma. Seriously, I have no idea of her age, she’s one of the last, if not the last, of her kind. But she could take them in. She runs a tea shop, herbs and stuff. Kilma could probably work there. You know, making these tonics. It’s the perfect place. Well, apart from the fact that there is a princess offering a bounty on her for information on her whereabouts.”

“If she’s psychic, will she be able to protect them?” Tiana asked. “They may be safer on Kalisov.” Apart from the way her father felt about them.

“You tell me. I know Kilma is your aunt, but Larka said your father doesn’t like them.”

“They argued when my mom died. They ended up blaming each other for her death. I don’t know the details, and neither of them have ever talked to me about it. They kept a dignified silence, I expect so they didn’t alienate me from the other.”

“That makes a change. Usually people are only too happy to sway others to their cause.”

“All I know is when my mom got sick, Kilma wanted to bring her home to Rilan, and my father said no. I think my mom wanted to come here, but she would never go against my father’s wishes. Maybe Kilma thought her herbs would save my mom. The argument made my mom worse… At least that was how it seemed to me. As if my mom was tired of being stuck between two worlds.”

“And when she died the argument festered?”

“Something like that. I came here a couple of times after she died, but that stopped, my father always seemed to have something else I should be doing.”

“Well, if they won’t go to Kalisov, maybe Misha’Ha is the next option. If not, I don’t have a plan C, unless they come to Virdia.”

“You would do that for them?” Tiana asked.

“I would do it for you.”

Tiana blushed, not knowing what to say. He chuckled, and she hid her face, trying to compose herself.

“Stellia. Open cargo bay door, we’ll take the rover. While we’re gone, prepare for launch.”

“Cargo door opening.”

Mak opened the rover door, and boosted her up into her seat, while he climbed into the driver’s seat. “What was wrong with your mom?”

“She just became sad. I remember her being so happy, always singing, and laughing. Then it stopped.”

“Depression?” Mak asked. “She married a king. Why was she depressed?”

“What, you think because you are married to a king everything has to be happy ever after?” Tiana asked.

“No, but … oh … was she forced into it?”

“No. She loved my father. And he loved her.”

“Then what am I missing? She had the perfect fairy-tale ending to her story. Fell in love, married a prince, had a child. Your planet is rich; she wouldn’t have wanted for anything.”

“Except the freedom of a house on a planet where the air is clear and the water is pure, and you can get up in the morning and walk out of your house without someone catering to your every need.”

“Culture shock.”

“Something like that.” She stared pensively out of the window. “She was torn between two lives. One filled with love, a husband and a family, and another that was wild and free. I think as I grew up, she saw what I was missing, running with the wind in my hair, no concern as to what was right or proper.”

He looked at her sharply. “Wait, you blame yourself?”

“She was happy until she had me. My brothers tell me how she used to sit and tell them bedtime stories; after their mom died, she was the one who looked after them. It was how she met my father. They fell in love, everyone was happy and then I came along.”

“Wait, it is not your fault.”

“It doesn’t matter.” She shook her head. “Let’s just concentrate on helping what’s left of my family.”

“OK. But then we are having a serious talk about this.”

She smiled, shaking her hair back off her shoulders and turning to him. “What does a bounty hunter care about the mixed-up feelings of a princess? Once we have my aunt and Larka safe, you will get your reward, and be on your way. I am not a damsel in distress who needs rescuing by you.”

“Really? Because I already rescued you once.”

“Back at you,” she said, tilting her head to one side. “You do remember being flat out on the floor at the mercy of the Maraki?”

“Etched firmly in my brain.” The rover made its way out of the trees, and he had to ask her, “Which way now?”

“Head north, then follow the trail.”

“Stellia. How long until the Maraki reach the surface?”

“The ship is not of the Maraki.”

“What?” Mak yelled, slowing the vehicle down. “Then who the hell is it?”

“The ship belongs to the King of Kalisov.”

“You are sure?” he asked, glancing across to Tiana. She knew the blood had drained from her face. But she had no idea what she was supposed to say, or what she should do.

“There, that is their cabin.” She pointed to the little house where her aunt had always lived, and where she had some of her happiest moments with her mom. Only here did she remember her mom smiling. She hated the idea of Larka growing up somewhere else, but it was for the best.

“What are we going to do?” Mak asked.

“Go inside, get them to gather whatever belongings they want to take.” She turned to Mak. “Then you take them to safety, while I talk to my father.”

“I’m not leaving you,” he said.

“It’s for the best, I don’t want him to accuse you of kidnapping me or anything stupid.”

“Tiana. I think it’s better if we all face him. That he sees why you did this.”

She shook her head. “No. What if something happens to Kilma and Larka?”

“Do you really believe your father would hurt them?” Mak asked.

She shook her head. “No, but he wouldn’t help them either.”

“Give him a chance to explain.” Mak placed his hand on her arm. “Please. Clear the air with your family. All your family. Then we can make the best decision about Larka and Kilma.”

She nodded, looking up to where the bright light of a star ship could be seen making the descent through the atmosphere. “I hope you are right.”

“I’m always right.” He leaned forward and kissed her. “Trust me, I’m a bounty hunter.”

She laughed and then looked up, her eyes locked on his. “I don’t know where you came from, but thank you for walking into my life.”

“You need to thank Misha’Ha, she’s the one who sent me.”

“What?”

He shrugged. “I wasn’t looking for you. I was on the trail of a large bounty. I asked her for information, but she sent me to you.”

“Victor Ulha?”

“That’s the one.”

“Then maybe we should go and see this Misha’Ha and thank her.”

“For what? I can’t see your father approving of us, can you? She must have decided I needed to be taught a lesson. Dangling something untouchable in front of my face.”

“You’ve already done plenty of touching,” she said, shocked at her own words.

“Is your father the sort of man who will take my head off with a laser lance in revenge?”

“He married my mom, who was the daughter of a fisherman. He’s not that much of a snob.”

“I suppose he was going to marry you off to a Maraki trader,” Mak said thoughtfully.

She dared herself to say her next words. “Would a Virdian bounty hunter be so much different?”

“Better, from where I’m sitting,” he said, his voice low and sexy as hell.

She blushed and ducked her head, wanting to squirm in her seat. “I don’t want to force you into anything.”

He laughed. “You couldn’t even if you tried. But I’ve been looking for ways to expand my people’s trade routes. This might be a good marriage.”

“So now you want to marry me for my connections?”

“Oh no. For something much more than that.” He slid his hand between her thighs, and pressed his thumb on her clit, making her squirm. “But I’m always looking for the best deal.”

“You are the worst,” she said, kissing him. Then she pulled away. “I have to warn Kilma.”

Chapter Seventeen – Mak

Jumping to the ground, she ran to the cabin, and he followed, not wanting to let her out of his sight. Tiana burst through the door, her breathing rapid. Mak placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to get her to calm down. He had been in enough negotiations to know they all had to keep level heads.

“Tiana!” Kilma exclaimed. “What’s wrong?”

“A ship is coming into land,” she puffed.

“The Maraki are here already?” Kilma asked, turning to look for Larka. “Larka, come quickly.”

“No.” Tiana steadied her voice. “It’s my father’s ship. His own personal ship.”

“Your father is here? On Rilan.” Kilma looked pale. “What does he want?”

“I don’t know. But I want to ask him if you can come and live with us.”

“No.” Kilma said, shaking her head. “Not there. I know you mean well, but it’s not for us.”

“I understand. So if you don’t want to, that’s up to you.” Tiana looked at him, and then said, “Mak has another idea. A planet called Trealian. There is a woman there, and Mak thinks she might take you in.”

“Would we be safe?” Kilma asked Mak.

“I believe so,” Mak said. “It’s on the outer edges of the sector. We could smuggle you there, you might have to change your names. But we think it would suit you best.”

“We could do that. Change our names.” Kilma said, nodding. “But to leave everything behind…”

“I can take you. Make sure you are safe.” Mak moved back to the door and looked out to where the ship landed, about one click away. “They will be here soon.”

“Then we should go,” Kilma said, gathering up her things.

Mak watched as a rover approached. There were two guards on the outside of it, with lasers that made his weapons look ancient. What he wouldn’t give for something like that…

Maybe her father would give him some new weapons as a wedding gift. But as the rover pulled up, and a man got out, dressed in expensive armor that had never seen a battle, he was struck by just how big a hurdle asking for Tiana’s hand in marriage really was.

Mak moved from the doorway, going out to meet his future father-in-law, wanting to give Tiana some more time alone with Kilma before they met. He also wanted to gauge the king’s mood; going by his expression, it was foul. “You must be the King of Kalisov.” Mak offered the king his hand. “I’m T’Makizomo, of Virdia.”

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