~excerpt from Bound by War. No release date as of yet.
Neo’s comm buzzed. He tapped the button and answered. “Yes?”
“King Consort, King
Hamza says that Queen Dossi, along with her guards, will be transporting up for
treatment. You are to meet them in Medical
immediately.”
“Now that’s excellent
news. Tell my king I’m on my way.”
“Yes, Sire.”
Neo ended the
communication and grinned hugely at Laken. “I don’t know who talked her into
it, but thank all the gods they did.”
Torin walked out of the
shower, dressed, toweling his long hair dry. “Did I hear that Queen Dossi was
beaming up?”
“Yes. I need to go so I
can meet them. Torin, please take it easy. Don’t lift anything heavy. Rest. This
suite is yours for several more unit days.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s no problem. I’ll
send pain medication over later. The last dose should hold you for a while yet.
The new medicine can be taken by mouth and won’t knock you on your ass. Also, I’ve
cleared you for a regular diet. I heard you weren’t a fan of soup.”
Torin shrugged. “It’s warmed
up liquid. What do you expect?”
“Hamza says the same.
Okay, if you need anything, comm me.”
“We will,” Laken said.
“And thanks.”
Neo waved on his way
out.
“I’m surprised she
beamed up. Things have to be in chaos on planet.” Torin finished drying his
hair and glanced around the room, holding the towel.
Gods above, he was
right. Torin’s hair was a beautiful deep amethyst when clean. He wanted to touch
it. Have it fall in his face as Torin hovered over him, thrusting into—
“Laken? What do I do
with…?”
“Oh.” Laken fought not
to blush as he pointed at the reprocessor. How many times had Torin asked that
while Laken indulged in a little fantasy fucking in his head?
Torin discreetly
sniffed, then grinned as he crossed the room and stuffed the damp towel inside.
“Thanks.”
Did Torin know he was
aroused? Was his sense of smell that good? If so, he was seriously busted.
“No problem.” And he
thought the Tah’Narians moved like liquid silk. Torin moved like a damn shadow—quick,
quiet, and deadly. “Do the clothes fit okay? I used the reduplicator and guessed
at sizes.”
“They’re fine. I need
boots too.”
“That was next on the
list. Do you have an idea what—” Laken glanced at Torin’s feet, and his mouth
fell open. “Size? Stars above, even your feet have those ridges?” Heat
flooded his face. Sure enough, there were raised ridges on the tops of Torin’s
feet.
