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  Gitana brushed her hair out her face and stood tall, not caring that six other men were now seeing her naked as well. "I’ll have you know that one time with William was better than all the times you were in me." Aaron spun around, letting his eyes go yellow. She knew that the wolf within him was now teetering on the edge of release.

  "I’m going to fuck you so hard in front of your heroes that you’ll beg me for mercy. And, when I’m done, you’ll know who the real alpha is here, Bitch." He lunged at her and grabbed her around the waist. He had her on her hands and knees before she knew what hit her. He slapped her ass hard and growled, "I’ll own this before the night is over."

  "My good friend Sebastian is her mate, and he would greatly appreciate it if you stepped away from her," William said, taking another step into the room. Two of Aaron’s men rushed him and William simply pushed his hands outward. Gitana couldn’t see anything emanating from William, but something sent the two weres tumbling into the wall. The room smelled of magic, a scent she’d become accustomed to after years of living within the Roma witch community.

  Sebastian tossed the remaining pack members from his body and lunged at Aaron. Aaron grabbed hold of Gitana and jerked her head back. "Take a good look at her before I gut her," he said, running a half-clawed finger down the side of her throat. Sebastian stopped in mid-motion, refusing to allow harm to come to her. "You claim she is your mate, but you let that human, with a few fancy parlor tricks, knock her up? That doesn’t scream mate to me, it screams coward."

  Sebastian’s blue eyes swirled with black and Gitana knew that the demon within him had risen. Aaron trailed his fingers down her body, stopping at her breast and plucking her nipple. "Look, they still get hard for me, baby." His hot breath felt foreign on her ear. "Want to see how hard you still make me?"

  Gitana, use the gifts that were bestowed upon you. Her grandmother’s voice echoed in her head. She scanned the room with her eyes to be sure that Grandma hadn’t crashed the party. As much as she wanted help, having her Grandmother show up after she’d just slept with two men wasn’t her idea of a happy ending.

  Aaron grabbed her ass and pulled it back toward him. Parting her cheeks, he rubbed is thumb over her anus. "Yeah, you’re hot for me, I can smell it. I’m going fuck you raw, baby. It’s my right, you know--you’re my wife."

  "Come on, Aaron. You said that you wanted to scare her and her vampire, not rape her," Travis said softly, looking a bit banged up. "She’s carrying a child now, leave her be. You got her, she’s scared. Let’s go home."

  Gitana was shocked to hear Travis, Aaron’s right-hand man, stand up to him. Aaron growled, jerking her hips back against him. "I’ll fuck my wife any way I see fit and then I’ll kill the bastard that put that child in her."

  She closed her eyes and concentrated on the air around her. Her grandmother had spent years trying to convince her that if she only listened she’d hear the spirits of the dead. Gitana hoped it was true because she needed to call upon their power to help her stop Aaron and his entire pack. She heard the whispers of the unknown. They were faint at first, but there. A low buzzing started in her head and she knew that metaphysically she’d tapped into the spirit plane. "Spirits of the dead, heed my need and...."

  "Shut-up!" Aaron said slamming his body against hers. He fumbled with his pants and tried to free himself.

  "Sebastian, stop her!" William shouted.

  Gitana strained to hear him, but the buzzing grew louder. Her nose and throat burned. She reached up to wipe the sweat from her lip and came away with blood. She’d tried too hard, tapping into the dead’s magic was too much for her body.

  The room shook and Aaron’s grasp on her loosened. He fell away from her and she collapsed onto the floor. Visions of a woman who looked like her, but was not, swam through her head. The woman spoke softly to her and tried to ease her pain.

  * * * *

  Sebastian dove at Aaron and caught his head with his hands. One quick jerk to the side and Aaron no longer resisted. Sebastian let Aaron’s dead body fall from his grasp. The lycans in the room growled, and the blond one silence them.

  "No more bloodshed," the blond said. "We’ll take him and go."

  "Travis!" Another exclaimed. Travis turned and let a low rumble escape his throat.

  Sebastian knew that Travis was now the pack’s Alpha male, their leader, and from his actions tonight, he would make a fine one. Stepping away from Aaron’s body, he turned his attentions to Gitana.

  William was on the floor next to her, pushing on her chest. Sebastian’s mind raced. She couldn’t be dead. His mate, his love could not leave him when he’d only just found her.

  He dropped to his knees and reached for her. William touched his hand gently. "She is gone, old friend."

  Sebastian screamed out, seizing hold of Gitana’s tiny body. It cooled and knew that life no longer ran through it. His now beating heart felt as though it had shattered. He clutched her body to him, kissing her, rocking her back and forth gently.

  "Je t’aime," he whispered.

  The air in the room stilled. The temperature climbed rapidly around them, but he did not care. He pulled Gitana to him, as tears fell down his face.

  Gitana’s body tightened, her eyes flew open, and she drew in a sharp breath. William was suddenly there--helping to support her head gently.

  "Gitana?" William said, softly.

  A small smile formed on her mouth as her gaze moved to Sebastian. "I love you too," she said weakly.

  He dropped his lips to hers and kissed her through his tears. His body shook, partly from the shock of the Goddess giving her back to him, and partly out of the need to resist crushing her with his love.

  He drew his lips back from her slowly, savoring her sweet taste. She tried to sit up, but he and William said no at the same time. She laughed. "I’m fine you two. Stop worrying about me."

  "You died," William said sardonically. "How is that fine? And how exactly were we not supposed to worry?"

  "I didn’t die. I stepped onto the spirit plane to receive a message, that’s all." She grinned mischievously.

  "Pardon?"

  Gitana touched his cheek lightly. "My mother wants to know what took you so long to find me. She said that you may be slow, but you’ll make a fine father for her grandchild."

  "Father?"

  "Yes, Bastian, the baby is fine. I’m fine."

  Epilogue

  Sebastian drew in a deep breath as he watched his wife working in her greenhouse. Her hand went to her tiny belly, as it often did. At twelve weeks, Gitana’s belly had the slightest curve to it. She had only begun to show and he alone had the privilege of knowing that. Though William remained with them, he had not shared their bed again. Nor would he ever. As much as he wanted to see his friend happy, he could not let it be with his wife.

  "I love you," he said, as Gitana repotted a small plant.

  "I love you too, sweetie, but that’s not what you came out here to talk to me about."

  Sebastian sighed. His wife knew him well. William had received a call from a friend informing him that the Council had pinpointed their location and were in the process of planning what their next move would be.

  He and William had spent the last two days straight trying to convince Gitana to leave, to go into hiding while they hunted down all that threatened them. She refused.

  "You still trying to take my granddaughter away from me?"

  Sebastian turned to see Gitana’s grandmother standing behind him. The old witch could sneak up on him as no one else could. She took great pleasure in getting the drop on a vampire. As much as she pretended to dislike him, he could sense that she cared for him, and he her.

  "Madame, I think it is for the best that you all move somewhere safer."

  She huffed. "We are moving boy or have you not noticed the boxes? I swear, Gitana tells me that you’re a intelligent man, but I’ve yet to see it."

  Sebastian rolled his eyes and the old woman smacked his arm. "Pardon
moi, I did not mean to be rude, but I had hoped to move further than the house next door."

  "We all hope for a lot of things, boy. A move’s a move. Besides, I’ve already told you that my granddaughter is safest here. Travis and the pack will aid in whatever you need, and the magic that lives in these lands will protect all of you."

  "I hope you are right."

  "The spirits have told me that all will be well, and I tend to listen to them. Plus, the British boy’s gonna meet his mate real soon, and he can’t do it if he isn’t here."

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  Chapter One

  On board the Expedition Vessel Nine, headed towards the Fargonie galaxy…

  "That’s it… harder, umm, harder."

  Captain Roman Parker pumped the full length of his cock into the beauty below him and held it there as his balls tightened and his seed shot forth. She wrapped her long legs around him and moaned in his ear. "That’s it, Roman, give it to me baby, I want all your come."

  As the last drop of semen fell from his cock, he withdrew from her. Her bright blue eyes looked up at him with an emptiness that he always hated. She drew in her bottom lip and flashed him a half smile. "Can I suck you off now?" she asked, in a husky bedroom voice.

  "Destiny, baby, you can suck my dick another time. Not tonight, baby."

  She crossed her arms over her full breasts and pouted. "You never let me suck you enough. I could roll your balls around in my mouth again--you always seem to like that. I didn’t get enough of your semen. I want more. It tastes so good."

  Roman sat up on the bed and pushed Destiny’s hand away. "Computer, end holographic program Destiny-211, authorization code, Parker 0840."

  Instantly the life-like holographic image in his bed disappeared. The computer was able to simulate sex almost perfectly but it lacked one thing, the real Lieutenant Commander Destiny Stewart. Sure, his dick was at least partially sated, but it still longed for a taste of the real thing. The program he’d created gave him something to fuck whenever he wanted, but she lacked all of Destiny’s personality. It was nice to have a hot woman begging to blow you, but even better to know that the real thing wanted you. So far, Lt. Commander Stewart showed no signs of wanting him.

  The intercom beeped, and he groaned. "Parker here."

  "Sir, we’re nearing M83293 and are receiving a transmission from the Expedition Central Commander--Myers." Lt. Commander Dirks said.

  Roman rubbed his stubble covered chin and stretched his shoulders. "Patch me through to Myers and let me know when we reach the planet."

  "Yes, Captain."

  The com beeped again and Roman steeled himself to deal with Commander Myers. They’d butted heads since their first day in the academy fifteen years ago. "What do you want Jonas?"

  "There’s the man I know and love." Jonas Myers said sardonically. "I’ll cut to the chase, you were scheduled to be in the Fargonie galaxy for two months, we need you to stay for five now."

  "Five months!" Roman was outraged. It was just like Myers to pull a stunt like this when he was at least twenty light years away. "My crew has been ship bound for six months already. They need some R&R."

  "Fine, let them take leave on the next planet, but you are staying in Fargonie an additional three months. A replacement vessel will be sent as soon as we can."

  "Jonas." He took a deep, calming breath. "Fine, but I want my men compensated. I don’t need a bunch of them de-listing."

  Jonas laughed. "Well, with you as their Captain it’s a wonder they even stay at all. Fine, I’ll authorize a three percent bonus for each crew member who completes the additional three months."

  "Deal. Parker out." The com shut off and Roman smiled. It was good to be the first to hang up.

  He stood slowly, attempting to work the kinks out. The computer generated Destiny had worn him out. "Turn shower on--default settings."

  The sound of the particle stream running from the other room sounded like music to his ears. His sore body pulled in the direction of relief, stopping only to glance in the full-length mirror. At thirty thirty-three, he still managed to have the body of a twenty year old. Working out in the fitness center everyday had a little something to do with it. Knowing Destiny would be there, working her tiny little ass to perfection had a little something else to do with it.

  Roman ran his hand through his dark brown hair and cursed when he thought he saw a speck of gray in it. That’s all he needed, gray hair to offset his gray eyes. Women either loved his eyes or hated them. They weren’t a natural color, but he’d ended up with them all the same.

  Shrugging, he entered the bathroom. The feel of the hot particle stream against his skin was pure heaven. A knock on his quarter’s door startled him. "Enter," he shouted, expecting Dirks to come trapping in with news of their arrival on the new planet.

  "Captain, Lt. Dirks told me that I could find you in…oh, I’m sorry, Sir…"

  Roman’s dick hardened instantly at the sound of Destiny’s sweet voice. He turned slowly, knowing that she now stared at his naked backside, and hoping that she like what she saw. He bit back a smile when he saw her blue eyes widened as her gaze went to his groin. He knew he was impressive. He didn’t need her to confirm that--or did he?

  Her long black hair was down today. That wasn’t her normal way of wearing it, and he loved it. Granted, she looked great regardless how she wore her hair, but down she looked so exotic--a vixen in an officer’s clothing.

  Destiny stood there with her mouth open. She’d seen naked men before, but Captain Parker took the cake. She felt heat rushing up to her cheeks and hoped that he wouldn’t notice. She did her best to pull her gaze away from the massive serpent that had seemed to spring to life between his legs, but couldn’t. From the moment she’d laid eyes on him, she’d tried to imagine what he’d look like without his uniform on. There was no way she’d done him justice.

  He cleared his throat and her head snapped up. "Sir…umm…sorry, Captain."

  He laughed. "Lt. Commander Stewart, I’ve asked you to call me Roman several times before. Now that you’ve seen me with my clothes off, perhaps you can feel comfortable enough to start doing it now."

  "Yes, Captain…err…Roman."

  "Can I call you Destiny?"

  You can call me whatever the hell you want to, she thought to herself as her gut pulled tight. Snap out of it, girl. You’re two steps away from drooling.

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