he would support her planet’s laws. Humans had given up on capital punishment several centuries ago, but Devlin had been a pirate long enough to realize there were situations that simply called for a swift, decisive end to a problem.
He lifted G’baena into his arms, cradling her against his chest for a moment longer than necessary before lowering her onto the bed. She wriggled over to give him room, and then he stretched out beside her and arranged them both so that he held her back against his chest.
“Sleep now,” he whispered. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”
She nodded slowly, and he realized just how exhausted the woman was. Her life had changed so rapidly over the past week, it was no wonder she was worn out. He held her as his mind buzzed with the necessary preparations. He needed to talk to Ben and Trey about G’trobian royal protocol. He’d promised G’baena he would be there, but the last thing anyone needed was for him to say something or do something wrong and accidentally upset the Kings.
He held her as she slept, his cock ignoring his admonitions to stand down. She felt so good in his arms, smelled so sweet, he almost wished that they’d come straight back to her cabin and made love all night.
But thoughts like that brought him full circle. She wasn’t a virgin, but she kind of was. Would sex hurt her the way it did for a human woman the first time? He would need to check before things went too far. Devlin never wanted to hurt the woman in his arms, even accidentally. He’d talk to Tee-ani about birth control and compatibility problems before making love with G’baena.
God, he really had fallen into a non-orientable wormhole. Since when had he been this big of a planner?
* * * *
Devlin crawled onto the bed beside G’baena. It had become a bit of a habit lately. Several nights in the past couple weeks he’d held G’baena in his arms while they both slept.
Trying to run the ship on a skeleton staff was beginning to take its toll. He felt absolutely exhausted. Not only were his engineering and maintenance staff starting to make mistakes, but so was he, and everything was beginning to take twice as long as it should. If they didn’t get some replacement crew soon, the ship just might fall apart around them.
Devlin pulled G’baena closer as she woke slightly. “Shhh, baby, it’s just me.”
“Dev, what time is it?”
“Late, go back to sleep.” She opened her eyes sleepily, looked over her shoulder, and frowned at him.
“What if I don’t want to go back to sleep?” she said. He could only see the side of her face, but he was pretty sure she was pouting. She wriggled her delectable ass against his cock, and he went from exhausted to very, very interested in almost a heartbeat. She moaned as his erection pressed between the soft cheeks of her bottom.
“G’baena,” he somehow managed to say on a groan, “we haven’t spoken to Tee-ani yet.” It practically killed him to voice his concerns again, but he was determined to protect her any way necessary. He’d even surprised himself by how content he felt just holding her.
“Well, maybe we could—” She hesitated, and he could practically feel her blushing. “We could maybe do something else.”
His cock definitely liked that idea.
She rolled in his arms and pressed her lips against his, taking what she wanted, writhing against him in wanton need. Devlin couldn’t help but pull her hips closer and grind his already rock-hard erection against her soft flesh.
“All crew to battle stations,” Trey’s calm voice boomed through the intercom. Well, so much for sexy plans—life on a pirate ship sure had a way of messing them up.
G’baena stopped instantly, every muscle in her body tense and ready.
“Dev?” she asked worriedly.
“It’s going to be all right,” he assured her. “Grab the blanket. I want you and Del locked in his room until I know what’s going on.”
She nodded hurriedly, wrapped the