Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
I just wish he would have taken me with him, she thought wistfully and then had to admit it was a crazy idea. She hadn’t even known the big Kindred for a solar hour and besides, he was a male and therefore beneath her—wasn’t he?
Ketha was no longer quite so sure about that either. Although she’d been raised with the idea that women were superior to men all her life, Styx hadn’t struck her as an inferior being. Maybe it was because he was so different from all the other bodyslaves she’d seen on her home planet of Yonnie Six. He didn’t grovel or snivel or beg—in fact, quite the opposite. He had held her down and taken what he wanted and made her come harder than she’d ever come in her whole life…
“I mean, how was he able to start that ship?” Mistress Morebutt’s words broke into Ketha’s guilty train of thought. “How did he get your DNA?”
Of course Ketha knew exactly how the big Kindred had gotten her DNA—he’d gone down on her and licked her pussy until she came like a fountain for him. He’d had plenty of her DNA to work with. But of course she wasn’t going to admit that to her mother.
She shook her head, trying to look perplexed.
“I just don’t know, Mother. Maybe he stole a strand of my hair?”
“Well, at any rate, it’s a good thing the insurance paid to have it replaced with a new one—not that I should let you fly it, considering you still haven’t made it to any of the appointments at the Conception Center that I’ve made for you,” her mother said, frowning at her.
Ketha winced. The fertility drugs which were still in her system tormented her day and night with sexual need, but she still wasn’t desperate enough to go to the Conception Center and let that cold, blunt nozzle slide into her pussy and impregnate her!
Other ideas were buzzing in her brain, however. She’d been thinking of what Styx had said when she asked him what he did for a living.
“I’ve got business at Ceinex Five Spaceport. There’s a dealer there by the name of the Fry’nox who’ll be waiting for the shipment I was bringing him before your agent fucking captured me.”
His words rang in her head. Could it be possible that the big Kindred was still there, at the Ceinex Five Spaceport? It was a dangerous place, from what Ketha had heard, but it wasn’t out of range of her new ship.
I could go there and meet him, she thought, feeling naughty. I could let him capture me and do what he wanted to me! I could let him breed me with that big, hard cock of his. And none of it would be my fault…
No—surely she wasn’t really considering this…was she? But her mother kept demanding that she get pregnant, and the idea of finding the big Kindred again was much more appealing than going to the Conception Center.
“I really feel like if you had any consideration of my nerves at all, you’d go to the appointment I made you,” Mistress Morebutt went on, going into full guilt and lecture mode. “If you had any idea of how frazzled this whole incident has made me! Knowing that I had a second heir on the way would make me feel so much better! If you could just—”
“I’ll tell you what, Mother—I’m going to do it. I’m going to go get pregnant,” Ketha said, cutting her off in mid-rant.
“What?” Mistress Morebutt stopped short, blinking in surprise.
“I said, I’ll do it,” Ketha said shortly. “You’ve worn me down, all right? I can’t take any more of your lecturing.”
“Oh, well—the Conception Center down in the center of the city—”
“But I’m not going to any center you choose,” Ketha said firmly. “In fact, I might just fly to the other side of the planet and use a Conception Center there.”
“Oh but the choice of DNA is so much less in those rural areas!” Mistress Morebutt protested. “Who knows what kind of heir you’ll end up with?”
“Let me worry about that,” Ketha said. “Just give me a day or two to get things sorted out. I need to clear my head. Then I’ll get it done.”
“You’d better be serious!” her mother warned, frowning at her. “The minute you come back, I’m going to administer an early pregnancy test and you’d better be positive!”
“I will be,” Ketha promised her and mentally added, One way or another.
She left to get ready for a trip off planet.
8
KETHA
Ketha docked in a free spot near the center hub of the Ceinex Five Spaceport—a long, cylindrical structure floating just outside the orbit of a huge gas giant. The trip had taken her almost a full day of flying and she was ready to get a drink and relax before she tried looking for Styx.