They followed the tracker about ten miles before they caught sight of the van. When they got closer to the van, Zes turned off the headlights. Because of their feline night vision, both he and Brak could see just fine without the headlights. Zes followed the van as it turned off on a narrow dirt road. Their second ground team fell in behind them in another SUV also running without lights.
The van stopped in front of a pair of large metal doors that opened on their arrival. Zes stopped the SUV directly behind the van. Dolken took their weapons out of the glove compartment and handed Zes his. They ran up to the van and opened its doors, menacing the two men inside with their weapons before they could drive the van into the opened doorway.
While Dolken and Zes rousted the Earth kidnappers, Caven and Fegrit sprinted past them into the Tenzari hangar. The Enforcer shuttle landed momentarily, and the rest of the heavily armed team poured out and ran into the Tenzari ship. Once the Earthers were secured, Dolken went back to the SUV to check on their passenger. She appeared to be still secured and unconscious so he commed Captain Marrek. Once he declared meomee, there was protocol to follow.
He was so not ready for this---especially not in the middle of an operation. Sure, he knew it was possible, but he also knew he didn’t get to pick the time and place if it ever happened at all. Brakar Dolken hoped it would happen one day as most of his kind did. But he had almost resigned himself to choosing a consensual mate instead of a meomee or true biological mate. He was already getting high on the endorphins surging through his bloodstream with the release of the mating pheromones. His cock was on alert for mating as well.
“Lieutenant Dolken, may I offer you congratulations,” Captain Marrek said after Dolken made his required report. “I can give you bonding time, but then you must decide to either continue your career or remain on Earth with your meomee. You have the right to bring her on your tour, of course, that’s in the regs.”
“Yes, sir. This is so unexpected; I don’t even have a plan,” Dolken replied.
“Most of us don’t. You just have to make one as you go,” Marrek said.
Dolken gave his captain a wry smile. “I will let you know when I---we figure it out.”
“Good luck, Lieutenant.”
“Thank you, sir. Dolken out,” he closed his tablet as his captive began to stir.
“Just who the hell are you and why are you holding me? I’ve got to get to Jennifer! They’ve got her sister Lisa,” she demanded angrily.
“Law Enforcement,” Dolken said in accented English and flashed a badge. “Your friends are safe. We couldn’t let you interfere with our operation to capture the people who took your friend,” he said and bent over her to unbuckle the seat belt.
Trista found his clean, masculine smell intoxicating. She frowned as her whole body came alert at his nearness. She wanted him. How could she be thinking about sex when she wanted to smash a fist into his gorgeous face?
As Dolken leaned over her, he stopped. The scent of her distracted him and made his cock hard, and his pant felt suddenly too tight. Instead of unbuckling the seat belt, he turned his head and kissed her soft parted lips. Trista was not only surprised by his kiss, but by her reaction to him. She whimpered low in her throat at his tongue slipping into her mouth and his hand gently cupping her breast.
This was crazy! If any other guy had tried this, she would have kicked him in the nuts by now. Maybe her hands were tied behind her back, but she was anything but helpless. But hurting him was the last thing on her mind. The flutter between her thighs and the sudden tautening of her nipples made her want to get naked with him and fuck him senseless.
She groaned in protest when his mouth finally pulled away from hers. “Who are you and what have you done to me?” she managed unevenly.
“Brakar Dolken---I am called Brak,” he murmured and unbuckled her seat belt. “Lean forward, and I will unbind your hands. Let’s go somewhere private, and I will tell you everything you want to know.”
“Before or after you fuck me?” she leaned forward and he zapped the elaborate zip tie with a release tool from his pocket and returned them both to his pocket.
“Whichever you prefer,” he grinned down at her then backed up as she moved to get out of the vehicle.
Trista looked at his speculatively---big, gorgeous and oozing sex appeal. She normally didn’t do one-night-stands. It made her feel slutty when she did, but she was going to make an exception is Brakar Dolken’s case. She couldn’t ever remember wanting a man they way she wanted him at that moment.
“My place or yours?” she smiled back at him and moved close to him. She pressed her body up against his and put one hand on the back of his head and the other at the nape of his neck. He was tall and big with hard muscles and a hard cock that pressed against her lower belly.
“I don’t have a place here,” he whispered huskily, bending his head toward her as he stared into her sparkling blue eyes---even bluer than his own. “I’m only on temporary assignment here.”
“Then my place,” she said just before he kissed her again, long and slow and deep.