Cosmic Bounty(18)

“We have arranged for you to be adopted into a well-respected family. You have nothing to fear.”

“You don’t want to keep me?” She raised her head to meet his gaze.

“Oh, sweet little Kat, how wrong you are. We all want to keep you, desperately, which is why we are setting you free.”

“But, but … I don’t understand.”

Ric chuckled. “How else can we make you our sheraz?”

It suddenly dawned on her. Her jaw dropped open and Ric’s smile broadened. Her heart began to melt along with her body, staring into Ric’s smoldering gaze.

“Why do you want to do that?” Her voice sounded low and husky, even to her own ears.

“Why wouldn’t we? In this universe, when you find something rare and special, you grab hold and never let go.”

“You think I’m rare and special?” she asked, in disbelief. “You know nothing about my race, apart from what you’ve seen of me. I could be the ugliest female on Earth, for all you know. My own husband didn’t want me because my body was too fat for his tastes.” The words sprouted out of her mouth before she could stop them.

Ric’s red brow creased. Damn, he was gorgeous even when scowling at her. They were so humanlike, if not for their red skin and huge frames.

“Too fat?” Ric gawked in disbelief. “Have you not noticed how small you are compared to us? I fear any human female smaller than you would simply not do, added to the fact no other creature in the universe could possibly be as beautiful as we all see you to be.”

Tears welled behind Kat’s eyes at Ric’s endearing words. It struck a deep chord within her heart. Every passing moment she spent with one or all of the brothers, the fonder she grew of them. Never had someone or rather ‘anyone’, ever made her feel so cherished, so special.

“That’s very sweet of you, but … why would Gol tear you to pieces for telling me?”

“Once you are free and the adoption proceedings complete, then many other brothers will vie for you to be their sheraz. Gol fears, as we all fear, you will not choose us.”





Chapter Eight



Would she find another round of four brothers more appealing than the ones she already had? Somehow, she very much doubted it. The situation gave her a great deal of power. Well, once she was free.

“I think,” she said slowly, twisting in Ric’s arms to face him, “we all need to sit down and have a talk. If I’m going to be a part of your world and your lives, then I want to know everything about it.”

“Does this mean you will choose us?” he asked, his tone and expression hopeful.

“That depends on what information I get and how this whole process works. You and your brothers have been nothing but nice, and I appreciate that, and I am fond of you all.” More like a drool-crazy, horny twit over the brothers.

“So, please understand, I’ve been snatched from my world, without my permission, mistreated, sold, thrust into a world I never could have dreamed existed.”

Ric gently stroked her cheek. “You are doing remarkably well, for someone so small. You are strong of will and mind. I will call the others, and we will talk to you, tell you everything you need to know.”

Kat smiled, jumping to her knees and throwing her arms around him. “Thank you,” she whispered, planting a kiss on his lips, which seemed to surprise him.

Quickly, his arms wrapped around her. He immediately took control of her simple kiss, deepened it and turned it into something hot and carnal.

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Ric couldn’t help himself when it came to this female in his arms. She kissed him! Never had a female kissed him or initiated the first touch. It was the male’s duty to make the first move.

Her oh-so-soft-form felt so good pressed against the harder planes of his body. He never wanted to let her out of his arms. Even for her smaller stature, she fit with him and his brothers perfectly. There was nothing about their woman he could not see as perfect; her willingness, a few choice words and tender touches and she melted into tender compliance. Perfect!

He liked the ease of Katrina, compared to how much they had to work to lure a Demos female to their beds. Despite a little bickering every now and then, over cultural differences, they didn’t have to prove their strength and ability to bring her pleasure. Demos females were not required to lift a finger when it came to pleasure. It was their obligation to touch, taste, kiss and bring her to completion. Then, even after all the effort, they were not guaranteed she would agree to be their sheraz.

Fear stole through Ric. He gripped Kat tighter to him, growling softly at the thought of other quads discovering how beautiful and complacent she was. He did not want any other quad touching what was theirs. Raw, possessive emotions gripped him. He and his brothers would make sure no other could lure her away from them. She was theirs!