Eluria's Enforcer (The Argadian Heart Trilogy Book 1) (9 page)

“One at a time. They’re positioned far enough
apart, it will be too late by the time they realize what’s happened.”

“You could take the one to the far left, and
I could—”

“Don’t even finish that thought. You will not
confront an Enforcer in battle.” The blue fire of his eyes blazed with
determination.

“It’s not like I haven’t done it before.”

“You’re not alone now, tafai. There’s no need
for you to put your life in jeopardy.”

She huffed. “We aren’t primitives, you know.
I can protect myself.”

“You may protect yourself, but you will not
seek battle. Do you understand?”

“All right, all right.”

“Let’s go. Stay to my rear and watch for
signs of other movement.”

The first Enforcer went down efficiently,
never knowing where the attack stemmed from. Devon surmised he was young, newly
indoctrinated; hence, his skills weren’t fully developed yet. Devon felt some
sense of regret in knowing they’d never be given the chance of maturing now. A
hand touched his shoulder.

“Devon, you had no choice.”

He nodded. “I know. It’s contending with the
emotions after all this time.”

“I’m sorry.”

“We need to hurry before the others realize
what’s happened.”

As Devon came upon the second, the man
whirled towards Devon reaching for his weapon. But again, Devon was quicker and
had his molecular diffuser aimed and discharged before the Enforcer could free
his own weapon. He disintegrated quickly until nothing was left but burned ash.
Devon had never had a use for torture and always had his weapons set to max.
There were some he knew who enjoyed the slow decomposition of their targets.
He’d always found the act of toying with slow termination distasteful. One more
to dispose of.

As he turned to head back to Eluria, her
voice came to him in a tight whisper through the vo-comm. “Devon, behind you—”

He pressed the nucleus of the vo-comm.
“Eluria!” There was no response. He felt her change in rhythm as it sped up,
thundering in his chest. A cold finger of trepidation raced up his spine. She’d
been discovered and she was in danger. As he moved closer, he heard her scream.

He cornered the outcropping of rocks and his
blood chilled to ice. Eluria and the Enforcer struggled on the ground fighting
for control of a diffuser. She was pinned beneath him. It was impossible for
Devon to use his own diffuser because the disruption of molecules could cause
damage to Eluria as close as she was in the struggle.

A red haze of rage filled his vision. Devon
sprinted forward and grabbed the man from behind, tearing him away from Eluria.

“Distance yourself, Eluria,” he shouted to
her, as he whirled and faced the Enforcer. The Enforcer confronted Devon, his
eyes glowing red with Killing Frenzy, a look and feeling Devon remembered well.
Too close for diffusers, he jumped at Devon and they landed in the dirt, rolled
and struggled for control. Devon freed an arm, pulled back and putting all his
weight behind it, threw a right punch. The Enforcer’s head snapped back. Devon
landed another driving fist, sending the Enforcer flying backwards to land
sprawled in the dirt. Recovering quickly, the Enforcer rose and pointed his
diffuser at Devon.

Devon feinted and the blast missed him by
inches, disintegrating the rock behind him instead. Devon dived toward his
discarded diffuser, rolled, came to his knees, and fired. His aim was true and
the Enforcer disintegrated quickly, leaving only ash to mark his presence.

Drawing in a deep breath, he lowered his
diffuser and rose to his feet. Eluria was at his side in seconds, wrapping her
arms around him.

“Devon, oh Symion, Devon, I thought he was
going to terminate you,” she cried, pressing herself close. He felt the erratic
rhythm of her life-beat and wrapped his arms around her, knowing his own
life-beat wasn’t much better. He’d almost lost her.

“We have to get out of here now. They
would’ve been in regular contact with a security ship. When they don’t check
in, they’ll send someone to investigate.

Quickly, he pulled her along, heading toward
the location of his ship. He pointed the veil control. There was a shimmering
aura and the ship appeared.

He turned and grinned at her. “What is it the Earth show
captain says? Beam me up, Scotty?” He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him
to safety.

“Is there any indication we’re being
tracked?” Eluria asked as she entered the navigation deck of the small ship.
Devon had encouraged her to rest once they’d safely entered space and were
again veiled from detection. Grudgingly, she’d finally agreed, but found she
was unable to sleep, still wound tightly from the confrontation on the planet
surface.

Instead she took a quick shower and returned
to the upper deck and to Devon. Rest was the farthest thing from her mind. What
she needed was Devon filling her, loving her, erasing those last moments when
she thought he would be terminated.

She now gazed out at the limitless void of
space. It was reminiscent of the void of balance. And she was reminded of the
ecstasy discovered in Devon’s arms. Liquid desire pooled between her legs and
she turned away from the dark vista.

Earlier she’d given Devon the coordinates to
Ednos and they were on course. It would be several days before they arrived.

A fire had been slowly banking inside her, a
result of the combination of adrenalin rush and Devon’s nearness. When she
entered the control deck, she’d felt the change in his rhythm.

“Come here.”

She looked up at his command. There was a
blue light in his fierce turquoise eyes. She had a feeling she knew what it
meant, that the same swirling, primal emotions were reflected in her own eyes.

“Come here,” he repeated in a low voice,
humming with lust. Heat swirled inside her as she walked to him.

When she stopped in front of him, he reached
up, tangled his fingers in her hair, and drew her to him. “I want to fuck you,
na-nivia
.
Hard and fast. Right here. Right now.” She was close enough to feel the blaze
reflected in his eyes.

Eluria pulled at his skinsuit and it
released. She knelt in front of him. He needed a primitive fuck, lust as old as
time. A claiming of life, not a seal of love. Affirmation of continuance. She
needed the same. The adrenalin rush of combat needed release. Red radiance
glowed around her.

A wildness rushed through her. For this man.
Her taman, the only man she’d ever want. In every way possible. She leaned
forward, licking at his exposed nipples, nipping and tugging. He inhaled and
thrust into her mouth, at the same time pulling her closer.

She sucked deeper, her tongue swirling around
the hard nub as she urgently pushed his suit from his body, down across his
hips as he lifted from the seat, and she tossed it aside quickly. She ran her
hands along the length of his hard thighs, reached for his stiff shaft, reveled
in its steely, firm length, rising between his legs.

Devon’s heart thundered and Eluria leaned
back and looked at him through eyes reflecting her need. “I want you to fuck
me,” she returned in a voice thick with urgency. “Fast and deep. I want to feel
you throbbing inside me.”

With a growl, he ripped her suit open, surged
to his feet, lifting her with him, and bent her over the control panel. She
felt his hard, solid heat as he pulled her tightly against him. Consumed by the
flames of unadulterated lust, she shoved her suit the rest of the way off,
needing to feel his hot skin against hers. Devon’s fingers drove into her
shax-ra, testing her readiness.

His lips blazed a path down her neck, across
her breasts. “You’re mine, tafai, mine.”

She tangled her fingers in his hair, holding
him close, reveling in his savage possession. “Yes, taman, yours. Always
yours.”

He moved back up her body, grasped her arms,
spun her away from him, and bent her forward over the panel. In one swift
thrust his thick khout separated her lips and entered her shax-ra. He sank deep
and she screamed with pleasure. Taking her from behind, with fast, deep
penetration, it was unlikely they would seal, but she could still feel every
hard inch of him tunneling inside her, spreading her, building their combined
heat.

Devon leaned over her and began to thrust in
short, fast movements. He ran his hands along her spine, up to her shoulders and
back down to her buttocks, cupping and molding. He forced her legs wider, curved
her deeper. Her juices gushed thickly around him, as he surged forward, then
retreated, and surged again. She moved against him, balancing his driving
intensity, meeting his demands, craving the wild, savage release she felt close
to achieving.

“Make me release, Devon. Ah, Symion, please,”
she cried. She thrust her buttocks back, ground against him. He yanked her back
to him, cupped and molded her full breasts, pulled at her erect nipples, sending
painful shafts of excitement driving through to her core.

He raised one hand to her neck, pulled her
closer, thrust deeper. Bringing one hand downwards, he teased her hard nub,
circled and sank more fully inside her, pulled back and then pushed deep. Again
and again. Eluria spiraled and pulsed around his hard shaft, flying free and his
release spurting inside her, her screams threaded through his cries of primal
possession.

As the lusty waves receded, slowly he
withdrew from inside her. Cradling her in his arms, he turned to collapse in
the chair, pulling her onto his lap. She curled close, her body still thrumming
with aftershocks.

“It’s a good thing we’re veiled,” she
murmured against his neck.

Devon stroked her back, sending shivers along
her spine. “It wouldn’t have mattered. My need for you surpasses all common
sense. I’d have taken you anyway.”

She brought a hand down and stroked his
semi-rigid khout. He quivered beneath her touch. “Keep that up and I’ll have
you backed over that panel again before you can catch another breath,
na-nivia
.”

She looked up into his eyes, a hint of
amusement on her lips. “And do you think the thought scares me?” Raising a
hand, she pressed it against his chest. “I feel your rhythm, taman, I know its
beat as I know my own. What you desire, I give freely.”

Devon looked down at her and she sensed his
worry. Stroking her hair, he leaned back in the chair, looking out across the
vast space. “We have a difficult path ahead.”

She nodded against his chest. “We do. But we
know now it will succeed. Your father would be proud, Devon. He had faith you’d
be restored and would continue the fight as he couldn’t.”

She felt the sadness of his soul and a
determination of his spirit.

Devon’s arms tightened around her. “I love
you,
na-nivia
. We will fight for our people’s freedom together.”

“Always, taman.” She leaned up to capture his
lips in the age-old bond of all time—Before and Beyond. The rhythm of their
lives and strength of their love, restored and intertwined for all eternity.

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The
Argadian Heart
Trilogy

Continue the
adventure with:

Kierra’s Thread

Ravager’s Redemption.

Anstillia Cord
:                     Female body part.

Beamer
:                                 Tracking
device

Before:
                                   A time
prior to the beginning of the rebellion.

Delanian Ale:
                       Fine wine

Ednos:
                                    Planet
sanctuary for the rebellion

Guardian:
                              God/Goddess-non-gender
(top level)

Haydon:
                                Hell

Honeyberry Nectar:
            Sweet syrup

Hovercade:
                            Hummer style of
vehicle

Khout:
                                    Penis

Kyrle:
                                     4-legged
mammal

Lydion:
                                  A form of
Heaven

Maigin:
                                  Young Girl

Mylonna:
                              Male god at the
right hand of Guardian (Symion and

                                                Mylonna
provide balance to the world)

Nanus:
                                   A type of
nano technology

Na-nivia
:                               Endearment –
my love

Plordium:
                              A metal ore
which can hinder tracking detection (like

                                                lead).

Purity:
                                    Virginity

Rozanna blooms:
                 A flower similar to
roses.

Seal:
                                       Sexual
intercourse which includes a spiritual joining

                                                (union-completion-balance)
(Argadian)

Serdion:
                                 Once a
thriving planet, now deserted

Shax-ra:
                                 Womanhood

Stasis:
                                     Sleep

Stasis vision:
                                    Dream

Symion:
                                 Female
goddess at the left hand of Guardian

Talagite:
                                Mineral
equal to diamonds or gold

Tafai:                                     
Wife or
female life partner (female soul-flame)

Taman:
                                  Husband or
male life partner (male soul-flame)

Twilight Companion:
        Courtesan

Union:
                                    Marriage

Velocitor:
                               Dune Buggy
type of transportation

Vibris:
                                    Khout
(penis) tentacles/tactiles

Vidviewer:
                            Television

Vocommator:
                        Vocal
communicators; also known as vo-comms

Zyflamite:
                             A type of
explosive (like dynamite)