Srath had reached his limit with politics. Committees and negotiating were new concepts for a man who had been trained to do battle from birth. Now the president expected him to aid Nancy with a committee. His mind was whirling at the very idea. Apparently, he had changed in everyone's eyes except his own. They did not realize how difficult it was for a warrior to rein in his instincts. He needed an outlet for his stress, and he hoped to find it with Nancy.

When he took her hand to guide her away from the other Milisarians, a rush of excited expectation went through his body. He had vowed to continue what had been started at the club and now was the time to fulfill that vow. He stopped beneath a large tree whose branches blocked them from view. Then he pulled Nancy into his embrace for a searing kiss. His moan of pleasure as his lips met hers let the tension in him escape. Everything about her soothed his soul. He did not understand the reason, but at this moment, it was not important to him. He lifted Nancy against his torso and allowed his hands to roam. She began to struggle and push away. It confused Srath. She had welcomed his kisses and embrace outside the club. Why did she not desire him now?

Setting Nancy back on her own two feet, Srath peered into her face for an answer to his dilemma. She appeared to be tense, yet he sensed a deep struggle to hold back her desires. "Do you not wish to continue where we were interrupted last night? Have I offended you in some way?"

Nancy touched his rugged face with her gentle fingers and replied, "You haven't offended me in any way. In fact, you make me feel desirable in a way I have never experienced. Of course, I want to continue where we left off. But, we can't do that in public. I got carried away last night and let things progress too far where we might be seen. It was very dark, so it didn't matter as much. Out here, in the daylight, it would be foolish."

Srath's expression relaxed. She was not turning him away. She just required more privacy than the tree allowed. Searching his mind for an answer to the problem, he finally said, "Alexis and Nabvan will be busy in the communications room of the ship. We can sneak into my quarters without them knowing."

It was a solution, but Nancy was uncomfortable with it. She replied, "I don't think I could be focused on us in that situation. I would always have a thought in the back of my mind that we would be caught. I know our relationship is no one's business except ours, but I would rather be unfettered by anxiety when we are together for the first time. Will you go to a hotel with me? They won't report us if we are there before curfew. By the time night falls, the people at the front desk will have changed, and no one will know you are still there."

"Nabvan will know I am not aboard the ship. He will tell your sister. Can you handle that?” Srath asked.

"I believe I can. I really don't have a choice in the matter. As long as she can't try to stop us, I'm fine with it."

"Give me a few minutes to tell another guard that I will be away from the spaceship and safe with you for the night,” Srath stated. "I will ask him not to tell Nabvan until just before curfew. It will keep them from searching for us."

Srath hurried to the ship and told his fellow guard of his plans. The guard promised to keep his plan a secret until curfew. He wished Srath and Nancy well. He admired the human female and her devotion to alien rights.

Nancy watched Srath's returning form. She tried to keep an unbiased eye as he came closer, but she couldn't. Her heart leaped at his strength and beauty. She found all the knights to be handsome specimens. However, Srath was extra exceptional in her opinion. Maybe it was his courage to change that made him so attractive or perhaps it was simple animal magnetism between them. She was more than willing to explore the nature of her feelings for the warrior.

Srath was happily surprised to be greeted with a devouring kiss. He allowed Nancy to guide him through the city by way of joined hands. She chose a simple hotel, off the main streets for their liaison. He felt her choice was perfect. They did not need the fancy lobbies or dining rooms in a big, well-known hotel.

The room was clean and large. A king-sized bed filled up a great deal of space. It would accommodate Srath's large frame as would the glass shower in the bathroom. Before the door was completely closed, Srath swept Nancy into his powerful arms. He kicked the door shut and carried her to the bed.

Lips locked together, he laid her across the soft comforter and followed her down. He was careful to keep his full weight from bearing down on her much smaller body. This time, she did not push him away. Instead, Srath felt her hands slide beneath his shirt and glide over his abs. He sucked in a breath at the charge that went through him when her hands encountered his bare skin. His mighty member rose to attention. He looked into her eyes to see if she felt the same charge. Her lovely eyes were hooded with desire, and her lips were swollen from his kisses. He lowered his head and touched his mouth to the pulsing vein on her neck. He gave it a lick and Nancy started to wriggle beneath him. Kissing his way down, he encountered too much clothing for his tastes. She had worn a fitted suit to meet the president, including a jacket. It was now an impediment to his needs. Raising her with one arm, Srath removed the jacket with another. Not satisfied with that, he removed her blouse as well. He revealed a lacy undergarment that enhanced her cleavage. A feral growl came from deep within him. Nancy responded to the sound by ripping at his own shirt. He dropped her back onto the bed and removed the offending garment, baring his muscle-bound chest.

He heard Nancy's sudden inhalation when she discovered she could see his heart beating against his translucent skin. Her eyes showed awe and wonder as her fingers were laid gently over its rapid pulsing. Her touch caused it to speed up, and she rose to kiss it. Somewhere inside Srath, a wall crumbled. The soft kiss changed him forever. He was no longer in a rush to consummate their union. He wanted to take his time and show Nancy how much he valued her. He encouraged her to lay flat on the bed, taking both of her hands into one of his large ones. He lifted them over her head and held them there. His eyes took in every exposed inch of her skin, and she bucked under his penetrating gaze. Lowering his head once again, he kissed and licked his way from the top of her head to the cleavage of her breasts. He popped the clasp on the front of the undergarment and suckled on the bounty he had uncovered.

Though Nancy pleaded for mercy and the chance to touch him, Srath refused to let go of her hands. He quietly soothed her, "Soon, my precious. Just let me cherish you for a short time." His tongue slowly slid down to her belly button and the sparkling jewel it contained. He lavished it with attention, then moved further down. More fabric got in his way. He grunted with exasperation. Removing the skirt was harder than it looked. He was sweating from the exertion, but the reward made it well worth his effort. Nancy's rounded hips and flat stomach led to a prize worth waiting for. Her center was covered by a scrap of cloth that was transparent. Srath could see her mound easily. He was greedy for a taste. One quick swath of his tongue over the fabric and Nancy began to writhe. Srath's member became a solid rock when he smelled the passion coming from her wet center. Its musky scent was nearly his undoing. Freeing Nancy's hands, he removed the scrap of cloth with his teeth. His eyes held a fierceness when he demanded, "Open for me!"

Slowly, Nancy spread her legs. Inch by inch her center was revealed. Like a hungry wolf, Srath pounced. His fingers spread her nether lips, and his tongue tasted the nectar within. Nancy held his head to her and pulled her knees up. She opened like a flower to the sunlight. Srath went wild. He licked and sucked at the nub of desire and then delved deep inside for more of the nectar. Their moans made music. One last flick across the erect nub and Nancy lost all sense of where she was. The room spun in time with her shouts. Srath relentlessly kept flicking his tongue, making the orgasm go on and on. When she could stand no more, Nancy used her feet to push him to the floor.

Srath was breathing hard. It had taken all his willpower to hold back his own ecstasy. He required a moment to gain control. He closed his eyes for just an instant. When they opened, a magnificent sight met his gaze. Nancy was standing over him, with her legs on either side of his. With her hands on her hips, he could feast on all the exposed glory she presented. He was riveted in place, his member quivering for release.

Nancy demanded, "That was completely unfair. It was the most fantastic thing I have ever known, but you didn't let me make you feel the same."

Srath replied, "I promise I felt everything you did. I gloried in the moment."

"Be that as it may, I want to give you more,” Nancy began. "I'm not strong enough to hold you captive, so I won't try. Please, let me give you some of the pleasure you gave me."

Srath started to rise from the floor. Nancy pushed him back down with her foot. Straddling his waist, her wetness seeping onto his belly, she kissed his lips. She could taste herself there, and it made her bolder. She bit his neck, making a red mark that would last for days. Moving on, she flicked her tongue over his taut nipples. He remarked, "Careful, or I will lose my control." Rather than deter her, his words gave her encouragement. She moved lower and her tongue swept beneath his waistband. She felt his hardness pulsing under the pants. She unzipped them, and cool air rushed across his member. It jumped in response. She ran one finger down its length, teasing him as she finished removing the pants. Nothing could have prepared her for the splendid body of a nude Milisarian Knight. She came very close to another orgasm gazing at his tremendous beauty.

Only the head of his member fit into her mouth, but she gave it her full attention. Srath put a hand between her mouth and his staff. "Do not continue. I cannot control myself. Let us join now."

Nancy was ready to make him a part of her as well. She rose up and allowed him to guide her. An inch at a time, her body began to stretch and cover him with its heat. It was slow agony for Srath, but he did not wish to cause her pain, so he endured. Once he was fully seated, her body impaled by his, Srath began to move. He rolled them over, wanting better control. In and out he moved. Tension in his body and heart grew with each thrust. An overwhelming feeling that he did not recognize filled his soul. It had never happened with any of his conquests, and it puzzled him. The urge to move faster overcame his concerns. Nancy rose to meet him thrust for thrust. As he touched her deepest point, she screamed his name. He lost control and filled her with his cream.

Unwilling to leave her body, he lifted her still joined to him and put them on the soft comfort of the bed. Srath kissed her closed eyes and felt himself grow hard again. Nancy's eyes opened wide as he began to stretch her inner walls. Wrapping him in her arms, she ran her hands down his back and over his bottom as he made love to her once more.

During the night, they awoke to caress, kiss, and join together, over and over again. There was never going to be enough to satisfy their hunger for each other. Nancy gave her heart to the big warrior that night. Unknowingly, he gave his to her as well. One day he would realize it, and it would change his life forever.

As the sun rose, they took a hot shower, rinsing away the earthy aroma of their lovemaking. They would face the consequences of their actions together. It did not seem such a daunting task when shared by someone who had equal cause to be nervous. There was a very good chance that Alexis and Nabvan would understand, though the pair did not yet know it. Their love had once been forbidden by a king.