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‘I’ll search high and low to find a cure,’ she said fiercely.
‘You think you’ll do better than Ki’Remi? He searched the entire system for a cure. We travelled most of Pegasi - from Galicia, Rhesus and even as far as Iccythria. We found nothing.’
Selene shook her head. ‘He didn’t look hard enough.’
‘He did, I did.’
Selene swatted his shoulder lightly. ‘I can’t believe how calm you are. Aren’t you angry about all of this?’
‘Six stages of grief, my love. I’ve been through it all. Now I’m at acceptance. I’ve been here a long time and resigned to fate. I’ve cheated death many times and am lucky to have survived this long. I now live in the present. In the now. Trying to enjoy what I have for the little time I have left. It’s still agony, but agony that I now have tools to deal with.’
‘Ki’Remi took a different tack,’ Kainan went on. ‘The failure to find a cure for me hit him pretty hard. He couldn’t face losing me, not after he’d lost Kisan. So he left Eden II on a cruiser we outfitted for him as a medical clinic, ironically with the same self-reliant fuel and food systems as The Posteriori. He now cruises the far reaches of Pegasi. Searching for other victims of The Technocracy’s experiments. He’d heard there were others out there. So he finds them and offers them free medical care before sending them on their way.’
Selene shut her eyes for a moment.It was almost too hard to bear.
She thought of him, living with this burden for years. And got over herself.
She opened one eye. ‘Can nothing be done whatsoever?’
‘Nothing, as far as I know,’ he gave her a wry smile that told her he needed a break from the heavy emotion of their discussion. ‘And that’s all I can say about it,khamila. Are we done now?’
Selene gazed fully at the man she loved. For loved him, she did.
Leaning over him, she stroked her lips softly over his. ‘We’ll never be done. I won’t give up on you or on looking for a cure. But for now, let’s live in the moment,khaji. I meant it when I said that I’ll take two years by your side versus a lifetime of never loving you.’
‘Khamila,’ he groaned, reaching for her.
Kainan kissed her neck languorously and nibbled on her ear, using his tongue to stroke along her skin to her earlobe, which he suckled. Every lick and touch stoked up hot flames along her nerve endings.
He undressed them, slipping off her couture gown and the undergarment that gave the dress its body. Stepping out of his pants, he pushed her back onto the couch. He stared at her, trailing his hand over her body until he slipped it between her thighs.
‘You are so beautiful, Selene,’ he said thickly. ‘Your hair - so rich, so dark, so full of life. Your eyes give me life. Your skin looks and tastes like the rarest honey from Issakar. Your heart and mind are so pure, kind, wise and giving. You’re the embodiment of a goddess, my love. And here you are, so wet, so tight for me. I could never have imagined being so lucky.’
He stroked his length with his other hand as he spoke, his hot sapphire gold eyes running themselves over her lush curves. He squeezed his thick, hard cock, clearly deeply aroused, as he slowly stroked her sensitive core. He closed his eyes, revelling in the moment’s pleasure and groaned, his hands moving faster on his cock.
Selene blushed at his seductive words; her eyes fixated on what he was doing to himself.
‘Do you trust me,khamila?’ he asked softly, opening his eyes to look down at her with molten need.
‘With my life,’ she said softly, her eyes flicking back to his.
He smiled and then leaned his entire body back on his knees.
Her eyes widened as a wisp of blue and red energy curled up to the surface of his skin from deep within his glyphed chest.
She fought for breath as the surface under his chest, arms, torso and lower body transformed into waves of coloured heat that ranged from violet to white, orange, sapphire, indigo and gold.
The effect was a glowing halo of rapidly changing hues under his skin. From deep blue and reds that coalesced into purple, which emitted a high heat. To cooler reds and yellow and white hot flashes.
She reached out a hand in wonder, and he took it, pressing it onto the heated skin over his racing heart.
‘I won’t hurt you,khamila,’ he promised. ‘But I’ll make love to you as only a chimera can.’
‘This won’t hurt you?’ she asked tremulously, remembering what he’d shared.
‘No, love. My metanoids regulate the reactions, keeping my body from flaming, which is when my control becomes untenable.’
‘Amazing,’ she breathed as he leaned down, propping his glowing body above her. The colourful energy under his skin moved and danced, sometimes barely perceptible, then suddenly growing vivid.
