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As if punishing him for that fact, she nipped at the tender flesh of his neck with her teeth. Then, she soothed the ache away with her lips and tongue.
“Fucking hell, your mouth is dangerous,” he groaned.
“So I’ve been told,” she said with a little chuckle. “At least, when I’m singing.” She murmured something else against his neck, but the words were too muffled against his skin for him to understand.
“What?”
“Dressing room, over there,” she whispered against his ear.
He swore again as she sucked his earlobe into her hot mouth. Thankfully, he had enough brain cells left to remember where the dressing rooms were located, but he couldn’t see around the wings that were still curled around them.
“Put your wings away, sweetheart.”
Ayla did as he asked and felt the cool air caressing her back through the holes her wings had made in her sweater. It had been years since she’d let her wings tear through her clothes like that, but she didn’t care. Finding the keeper of her heart after all these years alone had shocked her to her core, so it wasn’t difficult to understand why she had lost control.
As her keeper carried her toward the dressing room, she was unable to stop herself from rubbing against him. She was shameless, not caring who was watching them or what anyone else thought. There was a desperate ache building inside of her, and she moved against her keeper in a sensual rocking motion, seeking the relief only he could give her.
She continued to press kisses along the long column of his neck, then she let out a loud moan when her back hit something hard. Her eyes opened, and she blinked in surprise. She saw that he had already whisked them into her dressing room, and her back was now pressed up against the wall.
Since she was almost the same height as he was, she wasn’t a small female. Still, he was twice as large as she was and far more muscular, allowing him to hold her up against the wall with ease. The door to the dressing room slid shut again, closing them in the room together and away from prying eyes.
Or so she’d thought.
“Evo, lock the door.”
“Already done, Chief Li. And the monitoring system inside the room has been temporarily disabled.”
The sound of a feminine voice had Ayla pushing back from her keeper. He continued to hold her propped up against the wall as she scanned the room. “Who is that?”
“That’s just Evo. Ignore it.”
“It?”
“I am Evo, the computer mainframe that runs this planetoid. Congratulations on finding your keeper, Ayla D’Nye, and welcome to our family.”
“Thank you,” Ayla said, shooting a baffled grin at her keeper.
He muttered something under his breath, then raised his voice again. “Evo, I need you to wipe the recording of us in the arena—”
“Don’t worry. All evidence of your friendly introduction with your mate has been wiped from the system as priority security protocol. Commander Lazuli and her team are handling the briefing with Artem D’Nye and the protection team, and I will retain a copy of all relevant notes and data for your personal threat file.”
“Good, now go away.”
“I cannot go away. I am always present, watching, waiting…”Evo said ominously.
“Evo!”
“Just kidding,” Evo chirped, once again speaking in a cheerful tone.“Have fun!”
Ayla let out a laugh and shook her head. “I didn’t know an AI system could be so amusing. She seems like—”
“A fucking menace,” he growled.
Ayla wrapped her arms around his neck as she stared into his dark brown eyes. “So, shall we get back to our friendly introduction, Chief Li?”
“It’s Zenix. Zenix Li. Or just Nix,” he said, sounding slightly nervous in a totally endearing way. “Hell, you can call me whatever you want.”
She’d heard all about the big, badass Chief of Security before arriving on Evo. While most of his file was classified, Ayla had enough connections to confirm that he’d had a stellar record with the Alliance before he’d officially retired. She’d initially been interested in him to see if he could help her with her security issues, but she’d never in a million years expected him to end up being the keeper of her heart.
