Page 65 of Savage Union (Brutal Universe #2)

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TURK

W e stayed that way, locked together, for a long time. Both of us were still coming—I was filling Jessina’s womb with my seed and her body seemed to be sucking it out of me. I could feel her inner walls caressing and milking me and in turn, I kept giving her all I had.

After a while, she looked down in surprise.

“Oh—you really filled me up!” she remarked.

I stroked her belly, which had grown round and tight with the amount of cream I’d given her.

“That’s just part of a Deep Seeding, baby,” I assured her. “It’s going to look almost like you have a little baby bump for a few days.”

“A few days? Really?” Her eyes went wide.

“Uh-huh.” I nodded. “Once I pull out of you, the compounds in my cum will seal your womb and it’ll take some time for your body to absorb everything I gave you. That also increases the chances of you getting pregnant.”

Her eyes went soft at the idea.

“I hope I have a little boy and he looks just like you.”

“I’d love that.” I smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. She was so precious to me—so perfect and beautiful. I couldn’t believe I got to call her mine for the rest of our lives!

“Oh, Turk…” she sighed happily. “This is all so perfect…but I feel like we skipped some things.”

“What things, baby?” I asked, frowning.

“Well, for one thing, I thought you were tried and sent to jail,” she said. “Did you…you didn’t escape, did you?”

“No, I didn’t escape because I was never convicted. I was put on trial, though,” I said grimly. “But I didn’t go to jail thanks to the witnesses who came to speak for me.”

“Who were they?” Jessina’s eyes flashed with interest.

“Snuffy…Yorrin…and believe it or not, Slade,” I told her.

“Really? He came to speak for you?” She smiled. “I’m so happy! I’ll have to tell him thank you next time I see him.”

“He only did it for you—not me,” I said. “And he gave me this for ‘touching his little sister.’” I rubbed my jaw where Slade had punched me. I was going to have a nice bruise there—not that I cared.

“Oh no—did he hit you?” Her eyes went wide as she examined the area more closely.

“Don’t worry—I would have hit me too, in his place,” I told her. “And anyway, what he said convinced the judge to let me go. Though I did have to stay for a while and witness against Gurflug.”

“What?” Jessina exclaimed. “So he was on trial too? Tell me all about it!”

I explained how Snuffy had brought the visual log from the Bridge which showed how the big Galafruxian had tried to kill us all by jumping us into an asteroid field.

“The whole courtroom was all amazed when they saw you navigate us out of that mess,” I told her, giving her a proud smile.

Her light brown cheeks went dark with a blush but she lifted her chin proudly.

“Good! It’s about time people knew that a woman can navigate as well as a man.”

“Baby, you navigate better than any man I’ve seen,” I told her frankly. “In fact, I never want to fly with any other navigator again.”

Her eyes widened.

“Do you mean that? You’d fly with me again?”

“If I’m still Captain of The Illyrian once this is all over,” I told her. “I guess we’ll have to wait and see how things play out. My Chieftain and his wife were at the Binding Ceremony and I noticed that they seemed really affected by the smoke. So I guess it depends on how he feels about that.”

“A lot of people were affected—did you see Pria and Rath?”

I frowned at the mention of one of my other best friend’s name. Rath was part of our “Cross Clan Crew” as Slade had dubbed us. His horns were painted silver—showing his high rank in his Clan and the fact that his Chieftain had marked him as the most trusted member of her inner circle. Having silver horns was a great honor—one accorded to very few.

“What was he doing with her?” I asked, feeling suddenly worried for my friend.

“Just kissing her.” Jessina’s eyes went warm and dreamy. “But what a kiss. I could tell by how gentle he was being that he really cherishes her. And she was kissing him back,” she added. “The two of them were really wrapped up in ceah other.”

I shook my head.

“That’s not good. In fact, it’s really fucking bad .”

“What? But why?” she asked. “They looked so sweet together! He was cupping her face in his hands and everything.”

“It’s forbidden by the Vicious Clan Rules for them to be together,” I explained. “Pria is Rath’s charge—the one he’s guarding. And she’s next in line to be the Chieftain of their Clan.”

“So?” she asked, shrugging.

“So a Vicious Clan Chieftain isn’t supposed to choose a consort from among her own people. In fact, they always choose some high-ranking member from another Clan,” I explained. “So even by kissing they were breaking their Clan’s traditions and laws.”

“Well, I’m sure they won’t get into trouble. After all, that pink smoke was affecting everyone,” she pointed out.

“Not your Sire and stepmother,” I said. “Apparently they’re not Fated Mates.”

Jessina made a face.

“I could have told you that—Lyrah only wants my Sire for his money and power. But can we not talk about them while we’re, er, connected like this?” She nodded down to my shaft, which was still buried in her soft little pussy.

“Oh, sorry.” I kissed her mouth gently. “We’ll talk about it later. For now, we have a future to plan together.”

“Will you go back to The Illyrian if they let you?” she asked me.

“Maybe. But I wouldn’t say no to captaining a different vessel—one that’s more family friendly. A smuggling ship is a pretty rough environment for a little one to grow up in.” And I patted her belly again.

“Could we bring Snuffy and Yorrin with us if we went to another ship?” Jessina asked hopefully.

“I don’t see why not.” I smiled. “They’ve both crewed with me for a long time—I’m sure they’d follow me if I went to a different ship. I could even look into an Interstellar Cruise ship, you know? Taking passengers to different galaxies. Those things are fucking floating palaces—they have all kinds of amenities. Indoor pools, private suites, so many dining rooms you never have to try the same cuisine twice…that kind of thing.”

“Oh, that would be wonderful!” Jessina exclaimed. “And if we do have a baby, it would be a much nicer place to raise him or her.” She smiled at me. “Though to be honest, I don’t mind where we live or what kind of ship we’re on, as long as we’re together.”

“Together,” I echoed, giving her another forehead kiss. “I can promise you that, little bird. From now on, we’ll always be together.”

But as I cradled her in my arms and thought of our future life, another image popped into my head. I kept thinking of my friend Rath and his charge, Pria. I really hoped that they wouldn’t get in trouble for the passionate kiss that Jessina had described to me—but they might, because they had definitely broken the Clan Vicious Rules.

Clan Vicious always insisted on having a female Chieftain who was Bound to a male consort from another Clan. It wasn’t like he could rule through her, though—the Chieftain—or Chieftainess—who headed the Clan had the final say in everything. That wasn’t a problem with the current Chieftain, Pria’s mother. She had ruled with an iron fist from the moment she took the leadership of Clan Vicious.

Pria was another story though. She was about Jessina’s age but she was extremely quiet and withdrawn. I remembered her when we were all younger—I always saw her at the Clan gatherings. Back then she’d been happy and loud and funny—an extrovert’s extrovert. And then, when she was around thirteen or fourteen cycles old, something seemed to change in her. The next time I’d seen her, she’d gone silent, barely saying a word to anyone.

I had always wondered what had happened to her—what had made her lose her sparkle. I had mentioned it once to Rath, but that was before he’d earned his silver horns and become her bodyguard, so he seemed as much in the dark as I was.

And now the two of them had been seen in public kissing. I really hoped that Pria’s mother, the current Chieftain of Clan Vicious, would forgive the indiscretion. I also hoped it wouldn’t be talked about too much. Pria was engaged to be Bound to a much older male from one of the other Clans. Doubtless he wouldn’t like hearing that his bride-to-be had been seen locking lips with her bodyguard.

I made a mental note to catch up with Rath and ask him about it soon. But first, I had to settle everything with my own Clan. My Chieftain might be upset—he might even refuse to let me Captain the Illyrian anymore. But in that case, I would just look for work on a Cruise Ship, as I had told Jessina. Hell, I might do that anyway. I was tired of the dirty business of smuggling and ready to settle down and raise a family.

No matter what happened, I knew things were going to work out. Jessina and I were Soul-Bound now and nobody and nothing would ever tear us apart.

As I kissed her again and held her tight, I gave thanks to the Goddess for our… Savage Union.