Dark Warlord by Cynthia Sax

Author:Cynthia Sax [Sax, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

By the time Batu had carried his gerel to the chamber he’d purchased for the planet rotation, their bonding was complete. He set her upon the sleeping support. There were nourishment bars and containers of beverage placed on a nearby horizontal support.

He pressed a container of beverage into her shaking hands. “Drink.” He followed his own command, tossing the liquid back.

They drank and ate in a companionable silence.

“I didn’t die,” Genine finally said, her eyes wide with wonder.

“I’d protect you with my lifespan.” He touched her chin. The marks from the sand had vanished. “The pain and the humiliation were necessary.”

“There’s no place for pride on the battlefield.” She set aside the now-empty container.

His gerel was a warrior, as he was. She understood the situation and understood him.

“And you experienced more pain than I did.” She caught his wrists, looked at his palms.

His nanocybotics had healed his hands. “I have endured much more pain for far less reward.” The Humanoid Alliance, the beings who had genetically designed him, had tortured him during his training, testing the limits of his abilities.

“I’m your reward.” She released him. “What does being your reward involve?”

“You’re my gerel.” He reached for two cleaning cloths, started to remove the blood and sand from her skin, using both of his hands. “And I am your Warlord. That means we are permanently bonded. You’re the only female for me and I’m the only male for you. We stay together. Always. Forever.”

She grasped cleaning cloths also. “What is a gerel?” She swept the fabric squares over his skin, her innocent touching hardening his cock.

“Gerel translates in the universal language to light.” He curved his cleaning cloth-covered hands over her large breasts, relishing their weight and softness. A male could happily disappear into their bounty and never return. “You are the light to my darkness, the heart in my chest, the air in my lungs.”

“And you are my Warlord.” Her voice grew husky, her nipples tightening under his adoration. “A Warlord has beings serving him.”

“I don’t have any beings serving me.” His lips twisted. “I was designed in a laboratory, was the sole genetically enhanced Chamele created. I’m the only one of my kind.”

“I’m serving you right now.” Genine kneeled on the sleeping support before him and rubbed the cleaning cloths over his chest, his strong female the temporary image of submission. “You can command me.”

Blood flowed through his veins, gathering in his groin, the possibility of her serving him turning him on. “You’re not truly a slave. You’re free.”

“I do have a choice.” Her head dipped, her curls bouncing against her cheeks. “And I choose to serve you.”

Her declaration stopped Batu’s hands. She was perfect for him.

“Most of my lifespan has been spent fighting for the Rebel forces, obeying their orders. That is what I’m accustomed to do.” She gazed at him through lowered eyelashes as her fingers danced upon his form. “I can’t promise to follow all of your directions. If your commands lack logic, I will push back on them.

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