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until he was under her and she was lying on his torso. His cock had slipped from her, and she sighed and rubbed her cheek on his chest. He rubbed her back with one wide hand, and she drifted into a relaxed haze. Her calm was back, but it was looser than before. Why bother keeping her armour up when he had already gotten inside?
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Three days of being Stormyo’s companion came and went without any large interruptions.
    He was waiting for his next fight, and it was coming up in an exhibition fight with a local Guardian on the world they were orbiting. The fight station had the same pattern as a travelling circus. It moved from world to world and offered broadcast or in-person entertainment to those who could afford the price to fly up to the station.
    Jewel was sitting in the living area, reading on the data pad that had been provided to her. Raffix and Stormyo were playing some weird version of chess at the dining table.
    A chime rang through the room and a voice announced in Imperium Common, “Arrival at W’lyn.”
    Jewel blinked. “What did she say?”
    Stormyo looked up and smiled. “We are at W’lyn. It is the location of my next fight.”
    Raffix snorted. “And my next fight.”
    Jewel smiled, “And four of my kind.”
    Stormyo was suddenly wary. “What do you mean?”
    “I mean all four mates of the W’lyn Guardians are Terrans.”
    Raffix smiled. “Do you think they will claim you?”
    She made a face. “By the laws of the Imperium, the station owns me. The colony wasn’t an Imperium protectorate. I was fair game.”
    Stormyo scowled. “I have tried to purchase you, but the station won’t allow it. Not yet.”
    It was not yet a medical necessity for Stormyo to have a mate. When it was a necessity, he would be expected to hand over his entire account to the station in order to keep permanent possession of her.
    She didn’t think of herself as a possession. She couldn’t. The moment she did, she would fight for freedom. Staying with Stormyo and continuing her reading and physical training was a fair trade to her. It might change at a later date, but for now, she was enjoying a freaky holiday.
     
    “You look amazing.” Stormyo looked her over as he put on his combat wear.
    “You look pretty good, too.” She smoothed her hands down the long dress. It had cutouts over her ribs and thighs. It showed less than the two-piece garment she wore daily and felt imminently more revealing. This was a formal event and she needed to be dressed appropriately, so she was.
    When he was dressed, he leaned forward for his good-luck kiss. He slid his hand along her exposed ribs and pulled her tightly against the hard leather of his costume.
    Jewel gasped, and he placed his mouth over hers, teasing at her until she was clinging to him.
    He eased back and sighed. “There, that should get me through the day.”
    She smiled and stroked his cheek. “Make sure that this pretty face is in one piece at the end of things.”
    He winked, and she left him for the final preparation of bulking up his neck and horns. It was always unsettling to watch, though he had told her outright that he could go a little further with his transformation. As long as he kept it out of the bedroom, she had no problem with him turning into a mandarin orange if he wanted to.
    She lifted her skirt an inch and made her way to the spectators’ area, taking her seat and settling in with the vid cameras swirling around her. When someone settled next to her, Jewel blinked and looked to her left. A woman with human features but pearly skin sat there, smiling brightly at her.
    “Hello.”
    Jewel answered in English. “Hello.”
    “No way. I thought you looked Terran. I am Polly.”
    The woman stuck out her hand.
    “Jewel.”
    “I am here because Loesh is engaging in this fight with some weird deer-man for charity. What brings you here?”
    Jewel chuckled. “I am currently owned by the weird deer-man. His name is Stormyo and has