Cassandra Pierce [Terran Border Patrol 01] Captain Gareth's Mates (pdf)

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Not always. Gareth frowned. Look, I don t require all this
adulation you re showering on me. My sworn duty is to protect you
and your resources, and that s exactly what I did. The fact that Anubis
is safe is reward enough for me.
Apparently your friend Brennar is not the only modest one
aboard your ship, Izbal reflected.
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Thankfully, the dance came to an end, and Gareth led her back to
their former spot before the next set began. Brennar had waited for
them, a gleam of amusement in his sapphire eyes.
I must leave you now, Izbal said, executing a quick curtsey and
slipping into the crowd.
Do you find her charming? Brennar asked as Gareth s gaze
followed her until she vanished.
I admit I do. Something tells me she would make a fine addition
to my crew. It saddens me to see a sharp intellect languish in a place
offering so few opportunities for females.
Every culture makes its own opportunities. We simply may not
recognize them as such. Besides, they probably say the same about
ours.
Women should be equal. History teaches us that.
Brennar shrugged. Agrarian societies present a unique case.
Brawn alone confers power when intellect is not needed for basic
survival.
I suppose you re right. Gareth nodded. I could never be an
ambassador. My opinions are too strong. If I disapprove of what I see,
I say so.
Personally, I find your outspokenness one of your most
appealing attributes. However, I must agree that it would be a definite
hindrance in certain situations.
Gareth laughed. His gaze strayed past the crowd on the green,
now performing a far more complicated set of steps. He d gotten
away just in time. Beyond them lay a wooded area, thick with colorful
tree trunks swathed in unusual flowers and vines. He d fought the
urge to be alone with Brennar for hours, and he was eager to end the
charade.
Would anyone notice or mind if we slipped away for a bit? he
asked, raising an eyebrow.
Brennar caught his meaning. I am sure we could manage a few
moments to ourselves.
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They walked toward the forest together, taking a circuitous route
so no one would take note of them. Up close, the shady forest s
peculiar beauty startled Gareth for a moment. Floral life had evolved
far differently here than it had on Earth, as evidenced by both its
shapes and colors. Gigantic blood red leaves, startling yellow vines,
and scaly purple tree trunks swelled up around them in a bizarre
kaleidoscope.
I m glad I didn t destroy this place, Gareth joked.
It is lovely, Brennar agreed.
I m sorry we couldn t dance together before. Believe me, I
wanted to. Gareth settled his back against a thick tree, reached out,
and pulled Brennar close.
It is all right, Brennar said. We must follow the customs of the
land, and gender roles seem rigidly defined here.
Well, now that we re alone, perhaps we can start a new custom.
They kissed, hungrily and feverishly. In a bold move that took
Gareth by surprise, Brennar reached between his legs and rubbed the
straining material in the crotch of his pants. I hope you are not in
pain, he said. I have studied human male physiology, and I
understand that long periods of sensual deprivation can lead to
distress.
Gareth laughed. Not to put too fine a point on it, but I d say my
balls are as blue as your skin by now. But never mind. I can wait until
we get back to the ship. Waiting a bit longer will only make me want
you more.
Their lips met again, and Gareth moaned as Brennar s fingers
grew insistent against his fly. Soon they had wrenched open the
buttons and were peeling back the fabric. Gareth s cock, stiff and
throbbing, jabbed the balmy air between them. Its swollen tip wept for
Brennar.
Brennar knelt and slid his tongue under Gareth s distended organ,
coaxing it all the way into his mouth. Before long, Gareth was
amazed to experience another feature of Shiban physiology as he
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found himself lodged deep in the back of Brennar s throat. The tiny
muscles there rippled, tightened, and squeezed, as dexterous as an
expert masseuse s fingers. In no time at all, a beam of lust shot from [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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