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 didn’t mean to—he should have warned me! she thought angrily. But surely the sense of loss and the feelings of longing for the big Kindred would fade in time, she told herself.
At least she hoped so. If she had to go on feeling like she did right now—as though her heart was breaking—her life was going to be miserable from now on!
“Stop it!” Ketha said out loud, speaking to herself sternly. “Get yourself together, girl! You’ve got a long way to fly and you can’t spend the whole trip feeling sorry for yourself!”
She swiped at her eyes and looked down at herself. She was still wearing the gray cloak and the yellow dress-which now looked considerably worse for wear. Also, her inner thighs were sticky from the big Kindred’s seed. She needed to take a shower and clean up—that would make her feel better.
After engaging the autopilot, she rose from the pilot’s chair and winced. Now that she was no longer so distracted by her mental connection to the big Kindred, she was noticing how she felt physically and damn, was she sore.
I really took a pounding! she thought, hobbling to the back of the ship—there was a small shower unit in the sleeping area. Her pussy felt like she’d fucked a Brathian horse! None of her toys could compare to the big Kindred’s cock—especially not the fist-sized knot he’d used to tie the two of them together.
Shouldn’t have let him do that—what was I thinking? she wondered as she turned on the water and stepped under the warm jets.
The answer, of course, was that she hadn’t been thinking. The damn fertility drugs had been driving her, making her desperate to get bred at any cost, which had caused her to make some very rash decisions.
“Should have just gone to the Conception Center,” Ketha muttered to herself as she directed the water jets to spray between her legs so she could wash away the copious amount of seed the big Kindred had left inside her. But no—she’d been determined to let Styx penetrate and breed her. And now look—she had an unbreakable connection with him that she didn’t want and had never asked for! It was like lust had taken over her brain and made her stupid.
Ketha wanted to kick herself, but what was done was done. Hopefully she was pregnant and she wouldn’t have to think about the disastrous sexual encounter ever again. Her mother would be happy that she had a second heir and life would go back to normal.
“And I’ll never think about Styx again,” she whispered as the water rushed over her face, washing away the tear tracks. I’ll put him completely out of my mind. It will be like our time together never happened.”
She had no idea how wrong she was or how soon her hook-up with the big Kindred was going to come back to bite her in the ass.
15
KETHA
“Well now—isn’t this lovely? Everyone is here—every single member of the Sacred Seven accepted our invitation to the baby-viewing party!” Mistress Morebutt exclaimed.
“That’s good,” Ketha said, trying to smile. She had never seen her mother so excited. She was fluttering around the room like a brightly colored flutterbye in her gauzy, bright pink dress. She’d had her hair freshly dyed bright pink as well to match and it towered over her head in a massive up-do that rose three feet into the air, swaying like a mountain of spun sugar.
Ketha herself was wearing a modest dark blue gown which had a hole cut in the center to emphasize her barely-there baby bump. She was only about three months along and just barely showing, but that was enough for her mother to invite every dignitary in Opulex to a baby-viewing party.
“Hurry and finish doing your hair, my dear,” Mistress Morebutt said to her. “The technician is here now, so we can start the baby-viewing as soon as you come down.”
“I’ll be right there,” Ketha promised. “I’m almost finished.”
“Excellent! I can’t wait for you to meet everyone! And now that you’re pregnant, I’m just sure I’ll get an invitation to join the Sacred Seven. Lady Bitterbite is stepping down, you know. She was thinking of appointing her niece to succeed her, but she’s really too young—they need an older, more experienced businesswoman on the Council—a woman like me!”
And she practically danced out of Ketha’s bedroom, humming to herself as though this was the best day of her life.
Ketha supposed it ought to be the best day of her own life too. After all, she was pregnant and everyone who was anyone was here to see the projection of the baby she carried inside.
But instead of being happy, she felt tears stinging her eyes again. A picture formed in her mind’s eye. Instead of a room full of richly dressed, spoiled women, she saw Styx putting an arm around her. As she watched, he put one big hand on her belly and rubbed the barely-there bump. There was a sense of possessive protectiveness coming from him—a feeling that he would kill or die to keep her and the baby safe. And with it came the knowledge that the big Kindred loved her to distraction and would cherish her always.