Forbidden Desires: A Healer and an Empath Romance by Serena Simpson

Author:Serena Simpson [Simpson, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Amelia woke up humming. She rolled over and kissed Zylar good morning. He was still half asleep, and she laughed at how cute he looked. Then she rolled away from his searching hands to land on the floor and head for the shower. It wasn’t called a shower, but she’d stick with the names she knew for now. She hummed a tune for a song she didn’t know the name of. Come to think of it, she didn’t know the words either, not that it stopped her.

She was happy, that song she knew and started was Happy by Pharrell Williams. She pulled out a miniskirt with a matching top and a thong. The small scrap of fabric fascinated her monster. Who was she to deny him the simple pleasures of life? If only she had a cloth fabricator on Earth, her life would have been much simpler.

Zylar was going through a series of stretches when Amelia came out of the refreshing area. That’s what it translated to in English. She might have grinned at remembering the term if she hadn’t been trying not to swallow her tongue. Her monster was beautiful, and the way his body moved was like a wet dream. The male made her wet and needy.

“Beautiful.” She took a seat on the bed to watch as he contorted himself into positions that made her want to get down and dirty with him. “Do they teach martial arts on your planet?” she asked when he stood straight and seemed to give a sign to his goddess for a blessing.

“Martial arts.” He rolled the word around and before his eyes lit with understanding. “Yes, but I’m of the royal line. I was taught how to fight when I learned to stand. It was evident quickly that I would not be a warrior, but a healer. My path diverged, and I learned to keep my body in harmony, and from there I was taught to fight to keep my patients from harm. I’ve been in more than one war with active weapons fire while getting my patients out of combat zones.”

She watched as he walked into the refreshing room, probably to take a shower. She didn’t remember what the shower was called and wasn’t worried about it. When he came out dressed, she sighed, giving up on thoughts of a day spent in bed.

“What does the royal line have to do with anything?” It was asking questions or jumping him. Her stomach was reminding her that she hadn’t eaten in a while.

“When we have our children, they will be taught the art of war. This will keep them safe as they grow older, but it will also keep our people safe, their people.”

“You’re a healer, not the next king.”

“You’re correct, but I am royalty and so are you. We take our roles seriously and we grow up knowing that we are the last line of protection between the enemy and our people. I would die to keep them safe. I will die to keep you and our future progeny safe.

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