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Caris? Jamieshook his head uncomprehendingly as those fangs sank intoSyfern’s neck and the Patriarch, muchlike Eled earlier, crumpled to the ground, the look of disbelief onhis face so comical that Jamie found himself laughinghysterically
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“I STILLDON’T UNDERSTAND,” Jamie’s brow wrinkled adorably. “Caris was aspy?”
Alekynsmiled, tugging his sarai closer. Jamie had taken one look at himwith Syfern a muddled mess at his feet and burst into tears. Oncehe was freed from his seat and his bands were unclipped, he’ddragged Alekyn to him and tucked himself under his shoulder. Theywere cuddled up together in their bed back at the pard’s den, andJamie was clinging to him now as if he would never let himgo.
Hewould, Alekyn decided, like to rescue Jamieevery day if this was how he was rewarded.
“Well, not so much a spy as anundercover agent reporting on possible subversive activities.”
“Same thing surely,” Jamieyawned and ran his hand sensuously down Alekyn’s tight eight-pack.“Whatever, I’m glad he was able to contact you and stop Syfern fromtaking me to wherever it was he was taking me.”
“The temple of Nemta in thenorthern polar belt. His clan has a castle in the YurinMountains.”
Jamie shivered. “Glad I didn’tend up there. Ice, snow, blizzards — so not my scene.”
“Actually the region is morelike your Earth’s tropics — it’s warmer than most of Naferisbecause the top half of our planet tilts more than the southerntowards our sun.”
“Weird world.” A thoughtoccurred to him. “Why didn’t Caris warn you — or someone — beforeEled was drugged and I was grabbed?”
Alekyn grunted. “He had notime. He went undercover months ago on Arakin’s orders. Heinfiltrated the priestly ranks until he was placed close to Syfern,but he still wasn’t important enough to know what was going tohappen. No, he knew nothing until he was told to rendezvous withAsfer, who directed him to you in the crowd. Then he realised whatwas going to happen, so he played along.”
“Asfer,” Jamie sighed. Sittingalong in that godforsaken room, he’d realised pretty quickly he’dbeen set up by his tutor. “He seemed so nice, I find it hard tobelieve he’d parcel me up for delivery to Syfern.”
“Religious mania is hard fornormal people to understand,” Alekyn murmured. “He is currentlybeing questioned by intelligence services.”
That sounded ominous. “He’snot, um, being ill-treated?” It was awful to think that anyone,even a person who was happy to betray him into sexual servitude,was being tortured.
An amused snort was his reply.“Don’t worry, sarai, Asfer is eagerly cooperating in hisinterrogation. In fact, they haven’t been able to shut him up, nomatter how hard they’ve tried. He genuinely believes you are a giftfrom Nemta and that he and Syfern have done nothing wrong. It’sunlikely he’ll receive anything more than a slap on the wrist andsome counselling. Well,” he corrected himself, “probably quite alot of counselling.”
Jamie shifted his hand to histummy. It felt strange — a bit bloated. Not how he usually felt.Probably stress, he decided. Being grabbed and imprisoned andthreatened with a forced mating with a mad religious leaderprobably had something to do with it.
Then something else occurred tohim. “If Caris couldn’t warn you, how did you find me so quickly? Iknow you got back from the space station through the void, but evenso Syfern seemed to think he had plenty of time before you wouldcatch up with us.”
Alekyn didn’t say anything andJamie flicked him a glance. His Sarat looked distinctlyuncomfortable. “Alekyn? How did you find me so soon?”
The big body stretchedalongside his tensed. “Ah, well, now, sarai...”
“So how did that work?” Jamie’svoice sharpened. Some sixth sense was jangling away, warning himthat he wasn’t going to like what he was about to hear.
“It might have had something todo with the tracker I had placed in your arm when your neuralimplant was upgraded.”
Jamie’s eyes widened and heswatted Alekyn’s hand away.
“What did you say?”
Alekyn swallowed nervously. Hewas momentarily reminded of the time he inadvertently cornered awild maffen protecting her young. He’d escaped, but he had aninteresting scar to show for it. The bones she’d broken only achedoccasionally nowadays.
There was nothing for it but tofess up. “I asked Tiff to place a tracking device in your arm whenyou were sedated for the neural upgrade.”
Chapter Nine
JAMIE BREATHED IN SLOWLY through his nose; awhite ring around his tightly compressed lips.
“I had nochoice,” Alekyn heard the tremor of appeasement in his voice andtried to sound more authoritative. “So many people were interestedin you, and I knew it was just a matter of time before someonegrabbed you so — don’t look at me like that, sarai — it was a goodidea and, look, we managed to stop Syfern claiming you and eventhough I didn’t ask you, it was still sensible of me to do it—”
There was that, Jamie conceded, as the redmist of rage cleared from his vision. “It would probably be a goodidea if you stopped talking now. You did the wrong thing for thewrong reason and it turned out to be right.”
Alekyn relaxed somewhat.
“But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to makeyour life a living hell anyway.” Jamie said sweetly.
Oh fuck.
“Starting right now.” Jamie flicked him awicked glance and then stretched slowly, arching the top of hisbody, sensuously flexing and rolling his torso in a display thatmade Alekyn’s eyes narrow appreciatively and his dick, which hadbeen still at half-mast from their earlier play, now harder thandiamond, bolt upright and leaking cum onto his abdomen. A freshwave of musk permeated the air, intoxicating and full of promise.Well aware of the effect he was having, Jamie half-smiled and then,ignoring Alekyn, reached down for his own cock, palming it withsmooth, sensuous strokes from base to tip. He breathed in deeplyand his long fingers