Feral Empires_First Spark by Stephen L. Hadley

Author:Stephen L. Hadley [Hadley, Stephen L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-19T22:00:00+00:00

When Liam awoke, it was to the sensation of a slender hand easing its way down the front of his trousers. He sat up swiftly, looking for Kathryn and blinking in surprise when he found her several feet away, still asleep. Glancing down, he gave a wry smile.

One of Jenn’s vines tugged at his trousers, fumbling in a blind search. Unable to resist, he offered up two fingers, held erect in an obvious parody.

Obvious to him, at least. Jenn’s vine curled around the digits with relish, squeezing and stroking at them with a technique that would undoubtedly have felt wonderful under different circumstances. Such as one in which he was not being jerked off by a plant.

Grinning, he rose silently and made his way out of the barn. He found Jenn waiting for him, once more retired to her chosen tree. Her face was flushed with excitement, though her smirk turned to a scowl when she realized what her vine had actually been playing with.

“That’s not funny,” she grumbled, quickly withdrawing the vine. Her indignation only made the whole situation more amusing, however, and Liam was forced to mask his laugh with a groan as he stretched.

“My turn to keep watch?” he asked.

Jenn nodded. “I’m about to pass out.”

“Head inside then. There’s a mildew-blanket with your name on it.”

Jenn made a face and glared at him. “She’s in there too. I’ll sleep right here.”

Liam briefly considered arguing the point, but quickly decided against it. He watched as Jenn guided a few of her vines further up into the tree. There they wrapped around assorted branches, apparently to keep her from falling in her sleep. She must have been every bit as exhausted as she’d said, since her quiet snoring was audible within minutes.

Liam returned to the barn, seating himself just outside the doorway. Now that night had fallen in earnest, the slight breeze had turned cool. Not cold enough to drive him back inside, though. Fortunate, since between the mildew-blanket and his torn, bloodstained shirt he was quickly running out of options.

“Plant-girl sleep?” Kathryn murmured.

Liam whirled, heart pounding suddenly. He hadn’t even heard Kathryn stir, but she’d somehow managed to close within a foot. Pressing a hand to his chest, he let out a shaky breath.

“Damn it, Kathryn. Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

“Sorry,” she said, sounding not the least bit apologetic. Grinning, she sidled up and pressed herself against his back. The warmth was welcome, but the soft pressure of her breasts and the stiffness of her nipples were decidedly less so.

Liam shrugged away from the touch and glared at her.

“Don’t do that,” he said.

Kathryn smiled at him, the very picture of innocence.

“Do what?” she asked. The teasing in her voice was palpable, even if it was not reflected in her face. “Cold.”

“There’s a blanket.”

“Smells bad. Worse than meat.”

Despite himself, Liam chuckled and nodded in agreement. Patting the ground beside him, he waited until Kathryn crawled forward to join him before taking his eyes off her.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “It does.

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