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you hated. Glad we spent all this
time and money for you to be a complete and utter space cack.”
    “ Pataryio ,” Eterin stated coldly.
“Wait for us in the vessel.”
    “Or what?
You’ll treat me like a slave too?” Pataryio stormed
past his friend and offered a hand to Sempia . “Come
on, beauty. I promise to be civil to you, and you have my word being with us is
better than being with the other guy.”
    She couldn’t
help but glance at Eterin . “Is it?”
    He tensed, his
lips drawn tight.
    She placed her
hand in Pataryio’s , allowing him to lead her from the
room. He moved quickly, just shy of jogging down the long hall and past the
guards stationed at the event. He thumbed backward toward Eterin when the guards raised brows at their sudden appearance. “He carries her note.”
    Sempia stayed close to him, fearful the
guards would somehow refuse her exit. They stepped aside, permitting passage. Pataryio kept hold of her hand as he weaved through the
crowds of people on the moon’s surface. The Mantovian they’d been intimate with was there, putting his mark upon people’s personal
handhelds. He was famous in their eyes—the star of the show. One of the people
near him spotted Sempia and came toward her, halting Pataryio’s progress.
    “May I have
your marks?” the man asked.
    “We fucked
her,” Eterin said, his voice thundering around them.
“It was not mark-worthy.”
    Sempia gasped and Pataryio pulled her into his embrace before moving her past the man requesting her
autograph. He kept her tucked in near him until they were at the docking
stations. He made his way to a vessel that was medium-sized and appeared to be
in good condition. “This way, beauty.”
    She boarded the
vessel and turned to find Eterin stepping onto the
ramp.
    Pataryio leaned in close to her. “We could
leave him. Would serve him right and teach him one hell of a lesson.”
    She giggled
softly and then hid it quickly before Eterin stepped
into the vessel. He closed the doors behind him and stood facing her. He held
his head high. “I spoke without thinking. Forgive me.”
    “For which
time, master?” she asked, her voice like syrup. “For the bit about me being
your whore, your paid companion, or for the remark on how utterly unworthy
fucking me was?”
    He winced.
    Pataryio chuckled. “I’ll get us out of here.
You can stay with her and try to make this right. Good luck.”
    Eterin grunted, and the next thing Sempia knew, his mouth was over hers. His kiss was rough,
demanding. She whimpered and pushed at his chest even though she didn’t really
want him to stop. He seemed to read her actions as such because he tugged at
her hair, forcing her head back more as his tongue commanded hers. When he was
done, she was limp in his arms. He held her tight, caressing her back gently.
    “I was…” he
paused a moment, “…concerned for your safety when you were not where I last
left you, and when I found the other attempting to harm you, I lost myself. My
temper loosened my tongue and lies fell forth from it. I crossed a universe for
you, Sempia , and I would gladly do so again.”
    She whimpered
against him and their gazes collided. “ Eterin ?”
    He put his
forehead to hers. “Forgive me for my foolishness.”
    “You came for
me,” she whispered, kissing his lips tenderly.
    He kneaded her
hips with his hands. “ Sempia , nothing could keep me
from you.”
    “Because I am
your whore?” she asked with a teasing note in her voice.
    He actually
blushed slightly.
    She gave him a
quick peck on the lips. “ Eterin , I am honored to be yours.”

Chapter Four

 
    Eterin leaned against the wall of his
chamber aboard his personal vessel, watching as Sempia slept. So beautiful, her long hair spread out around her and her breasts rising
and falling with each breath she took. He and his cock, which seemed very much
to have a mind of its own at the moment, vividly recalled the feel of her cunt
and hardened. He slipped a hand