The Uncertain Scientist: The Lost Planet Series, Book Four by Webster K & Blanchard Nicole

Author:Webster, K & Blanchard, Nicole
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

10

Sayer

“Uvie, check it again.”

She rattles off some numbers that has my spine straightening.

“Again, Uvie.”

The same.

Twenty-seven times and it’s all the same.

“Uvie, I need the commander and Theron. Now.”

She goes silent as I stare at my computer screen. The transmission pings to Mortuus. That means Willow is here. On Mortuus. It’s what we’d hoped for and now it’s confirmed. It’s not a close journey—one we wouldn’t be able to take by a terrainster—but close enough via the Mayvina and a few solars’ travel.

Sitting back in my chair, I stretch and sniff the air. I swear I can still scent her, clinging to the air wherever I go. It’s tempting and seriously wrecks my concentration. I close my eyes for a moment and reflect back to the crazed way we’d mated. In the back of my mind, my heart was ripping from my chest. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt Jare.

But then…

He’d offered to help. Made sure neither of us lost control. And then he brought pleasure to Grace as she rode my cock. Fantasies of me watching her with him are too rekking tempting.

In my minnasuit, my cock aches as it hardens. If I weren’t in the middle of something important, I’d pull it free and bring myself some relief or call Jareth to come do it for me.

“Uvie’s not real,” Theron says, jerking me from my thoughts. “You can’t mate a voice.” He flashes me a devilish smirk. “Tell me the truth. How many times have you spilled seed calling out Uvie’s name?”

I pick up the closest tool and heave it at him. He ducks and Breccan catches it as he strides in. Theron snorts when Breccan gives us both a stern look that doesn’t match the amusement in his eyes.

“You two mortlings done squabbling?” Breccan asks, tossing the tool back on the table with a clatter and crossing his arms over his massive chest.

“Will we ever be?” Theron teases. “What are we here for anyway? You have your beloved Uvie and I have the loveliest female on Mortuus. Sweet Mayvina. And I’d like to get back to greasing her insides.” He waggles his brows suggestively at me.

“You’re rekking twisted,” I say with a groan.

“Can’t argue that, Say.”

“Sayer,” Breccan grunts, ignoring our banter. “Uvie said you needed us?”

I swivel in my chair and clack my claw on the computer screen. “There. See it?”

Both morts walk up behind me and are quiet for a moment as they study the readings.

“What’s this mean?” Breccan asks, though I know he understands the data.

“Means we’re gonna take my girl for a ride!” Theron lets out a loud whistle. “About time. The Mayvina was feeling like a caged beast. As Molly always says,” he says, raising his pitch to mimic hers, “‘bless her heart.’”

“How far?” Breccan demands, ignoring Theron’s playfulness.

“Four solars’ travel. Maybe less. The transmission comes from this planet as you saw.” I crack my neck to relieve some tension. “Willow is close.”

“Finders keepers?” Theron asks, chuckling. “I mean…if she looks like Molly…”

Breccan thumps him in the nog.

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