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Discomfited, I allowed myselfto be carried like a child again. My mind was having a hard time comprehending any of the things that were happening to me, and when Garth walked by a large window, giving us a view of space and a large orange planet slowly vanishing in the distance, dizziness rushed over me like a tidal wave. No matter how many times I was faced with the fact that I was no longer on Earth, every time I was confronted with more proof, it hit me like a slap in the face.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To my quarters."
Hisanswer wasn't exactly what I had been fishing for; my question had been much more loaded, but I felt too tired to rephrase it.
"Will the others be okay?" I managed to inquire about the other humans who had come into the medical area.
"I will take them to Emperor Daryus, he will be the one to decide their fate and the fate of your world," Garth explained, unwittingly answering my earlier question.
I placed my hand on his naked chest,. "Thank you."
He looked down at me, not pretending not to know what I was thanking him for. "You are welcome."
It was nice being carried, feeling his strong arms around me, and listening to the hard beat of his heart. Memories of those arms around me—his hands—sent heat to my face and made my stomach flutter.
Memories of how my body had craved his, anybody's, touch, raced through me like hot lava. I couldn't help but wonder if my cravings for him were brought on by some remnants of whatever the Cryons had given me, or if it wasmereacting tohim.
We passed another window, giving me a view of the expanse of space and a glimpse of how fast we were going as the stars rushed by at an incredible speed, and for the first time I allowed the notion in of how fantastic this was. I was aboard a freaking spaceship. In the armsof the most amazing man I had ever met, no matter how alien he was. But then I caught a reflection of us, of me, with my new silvery-gray skin and all excitement died. No matter where I was, I was caught in a nightmare of unimaginable proportions.
We reached the end of a corridor, where two guards stood in front of sliding doors, which retracted into the walls at our approach. The guards saluted Garth and he gave them a tight nod. I suspected he might have saluted them as well, had his hands not been busy carrying me.
Despite my situation, I couldn't help being impressed by his quarters. Straight ahead of us was a large, round window, offering a view of space, surrounded by plush couches and a mercury-colored, metallic-looking low table.
Shelves were built into the walls, accentuated by the same mercury-colored metal, and filled with what I assumed were artifacts from other worlds.
Garth walked by too quickly for me to take in much more than that before we entered another room. Heat flushed my face at the sight of his bedroom.
Did he expect me to have sex with him again?
Did I want to?
To the side of the bed stood two beanbag-like chairs and he deposited me in one of them. He stretched to his full height in front of me and I swallowed at his massiveness.
"The bathroom is over there, if you wish to use it first, I will wait here for you."
Judging by all the grime on him, I probably wasn't looking much better, considering that he had been carrying me since he rescued me. But even unable to see myself, I figured he won this contest by a mile.
"No, that's okay, you go ahead, I'll wait."
"Are you sure?"
I nodded, giving him a halfhearted okay sign with my fingers.
"Do you need anything? Something to eat or drink?"
"It can wait," I assured him, suddenly more than eager for some alone time.
With one last glance over his shoulder, he marched toward a wall where doors invitingly retracted to allow him through. They didn't close behind him, and I suspected he did that so I wouldn't feel alone, and I appreciated the gesture.
I leaned back in thebeanbagchair, which was the most comfortable thing I had ever sat in or on. It conformed perfectly to my body, hugging me in the right places, making me feel safe and relaxed.
Warmth emanated from the material and after a moment I noticed a slight vibration coming from it as well, almost as if the chair was a gigantic, purring cat.
My sore muscles slowly relaxed and I closed my eyes to the sound of running water as Garth must have stepped into the shower. Images of his hard, naked body popped into my mind, awakening another flutter inside my stomach and a quick pulse in my clit. The man was attractive as hell. He had rescued me, twice, had soothed my… urges. He by all appearances was a powerhouse, there was no reasonnotto be attracted to him, despite his strange skin color and the way his blood vessels were outside his skin instead of buried underneath.
Still, I felt betrayed by my body and wasn't sure if my reaction to him stemmed from some hero complex, came from the leftovers of whatever the Cryons had given me, or me.
