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She swiped at her eyes and looked down at herself. She was still wearing the gray cloak and the yellow dress-which now looked considerably worse for wear. Also, her inner thighs were sticky from the big Kindred’s seed. She needed to take a shower and clean up—that would make her feel better.

After engaging the autopilot, she rose from the pilot’s chair and winced. Now that she was no longer so distracted by her mental connection to the big Kindred, she was noticing how she felt physically and damn, was shesore.

I really took a pounding!she thought, hobbling to the back of the ship—there was a small shower unit in the sleeping area. Her pussy felt like she’d fucked aBrathianhorse! None of her toys could compare to the big Kindred’s cock—especially not the fist-sized knot he’d used to tie the two of them together.

Shouldn’t have let him do that—what was I thinking?she wondered as she turned on the water and stepped under the warm jets.

The answer, of course, was that shehadn’tbeen thinking. The damn fertility drugs had been driving her, making her desperate to get bred at any cost, which had caused her to make some very rash decisions.

“Should have just gone to the Conception Center,” Ketha muttered to herself as she directed the water jets to spray between her legs so she could wash away the copious amount of seed the big Kindred had left inside her. But no—she’d been determined to let Styx penetrate and breed her. And now look—she had an unbreakable connection with him that she didn’t want and had never asked for! It was like lust had taken over her brain and made herstupid.

Ketha wanted to kick herself, but what was done was done. Hopefully she was pregnant and she wouldn’t have to think about the disastrous sexual encounter ever again. Her mother would be happy that she had a second heir and life would go back to normal.

“And I’ll never think about Styx again,” she whispered as the water rushed over her face, washing away the tear tracks. I’ll put him completely out of my mind. It will be like our time together never happened.”

She had no idea how wrong she was or how soon her hook-up with the big Kindred was going to come back to bite her in the ass.

15

KETHA

“Well now—isn’t this lovely? Everyone is here—every single member of the Sacred Seven accepted our invitation to the baby-viewing party!” Mistress Morebutt exclaimed.

“That’s good,” Ketha said, trying to smile. She had never seen her mother so excited. She was fluttering around the room like a brightly colored flutterbye in her gauzy, bright pink dress. She’d had her hair freshly dyed bright pink as well to match and it towered over her head in a massive up-do that rose three feet into the air, swaying like a mountain of spun sugar.

Ketha herself was wearing a modest dark blue gown which had a hole cut in the center to emphasize her barely-there baby bump. She was only about three months along and just barely showing, but that was enough for her mother to invite every dignitary in Opulex to a baby-viewing party.

“Hurry and finish doing your hair, my dear,” Mistress Morebutt said to her. “The technician is here now, so we can start the baby-viewing as soon as you come down.”

“I’ll be right there,” Ketha promised. “I’m almost finished.”

“Excellent! I can’t wait for you to meet everyone! And now that you’re pregnant, I’m justsureI’ll get an invitation to join the Sacred Seven. Lady Bitterbite is stepping down, you know. She was thinking of appointing her niece to succeed her, but she’s really too young—they need an older, more experienced businesswoman on the Council—a woman likeme!”

And she practically danced out of Ketha’s bedroom, humming to herself as though this was the best day of her life.

Ketha supposed it ought to be the best day of her own life too. After all, she was pregnant and everyone who was anyone was here to see the projection of the baby she carried inside.

But instead of being happy, she felt tears stinging her eyes again. A picture formed in her mind’s eye. Instead of a room full of richly dressed, spoiled women, she saw Styx putting an arm around her. As she watched, he put one big hand on her belly and rubbed the barely-there bump. There was a sense of possessive protectiveness coming from him—a feeling that he would kill or die to keep her and the baby safe. And with it came the knowledge that the big Kindred loved her to distraction and would cherish her always.

Ketha tried to push the picture away and only partially succeeded. She kept having these mental images—had been having them for months now. She wasn’t sure if they were somehow being sent by Styx or if they were her own imagination, but they tormented her and made her feel absolutely miserable with want and longing for the big Kindred.

More than once she’d thought that she should have taken Styx up on his offer to tour the universe together. She’d been completely miserable ever since she’d gotten back home—she kept feeling like she was missing something or she’d lost someone incredibly dear to her. It didn’t seem to matter that she and Styx barely knew each other—the feeling that she had lost the most precious person in her life persisted and the longing for him simply wouldn’t leave her alone.

Her mother hadn’t noticed at all, of course—except to urge Ketha to eat so she could nourish the baby growing inside her. She spoke proudly to everyone she met of the granddaughter that was on the way and how excited she was to become a grandmother.

Of course, Ketha knew this was a lie. Her mother hated babies and wouldn’t lift a finger to help her raise the child she was carrying once it came out. What made her happy was all the attention she had gotten for the impending birth and the way the members of the Sacred Seven were suddenly acknowledging her. She was now seen as a smart businesswoman, following the trends and setting the pace for everyone else. It was incredibly gratifying for her…and incredibly depressing for Ketha.

I’ll have to raise this baby all by myself,she thought, rubbing the tiny bump in her lower abdomen. How she wished that her old Kindred butler, Speaks Softly, was still around! He had such a kind heart—he would have helped her raise her daughter. But he was gone and Ketha felt all alone in the knowledge that she was going to be a single mother.

It didn’t have to be like that,whispered a little voice in her head.You could have gone with Styx when he asked you to. He would have been a good father—the same kind of father that Speaks Softly was to you. You could have had someone to help you raise the baby but you rejected him.

The thought made her want to sob but if she started crying really hard, she knew she would ruin the elaborate eye-makeup she’d applied for the party. Trying to push her regrets away, she rose from the little makeup table and swiped at her eyes.

Is it really too late?whispered that same little voice.Couldn’t you go find him again? You found him once—he might even still be hanging around the Ceinex Five Spaceport. You could go ask his forgiveness and tell him you want to be with him after all. Couldn’t you?

No, she couldn’t, Ketha thought. She was certain that she’d offended the big Kindred too deeply—he would never take her back now. Besides, her life was here, on Yonnie Six. There was no point in feeling sorry for herself—she’d made her choices and now she had to live with them.

Lifting her chin, she left her bedroom and descended the staircase to the party below. It was time to get a sneak peek at the baby in her belly and see what her daughter would look like.

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