Rescued by the Zandian (Zandian Brides #8) Read Online Renee Rose, Rebel West

Categories Genre: Alien, Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: , Series: Rebel West
Series: Zandian Brides Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
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Sia comes to me and throws her arms around my neck in greeting.

I chuckle, banding an arm behind her back to pull her small lush body up against mine. “You enjoyed meeting Mirelle.”

“I did,” she breathes. “It’s so amazing to see what humans can do on Zandia.”

Seeing the joy on her face does something to my chest. I find myself cupping her cheeks and lifting her face to mine for a kiss. It’s a long, slow kiss, my tongue stroking between her lips, then plunging between them aggressively.

When I pull away, she’s breathless. My horns are thick and tilted in her direction, same as my cock. She lifts her gaze to my horns then reaches for one.

I shudder with pleasure when she touches it. “Not without permission, little one,” I remind her, but there’s no sternness to my tone.

I want her to touch my horns. I want her to kiss them, to lick them, to suck them between those ripe lips.

I slide my forearm under her ass and pick her up to straddle my waist. “Let’s go for a ride.”

She loops her arms around my neck, and her lips brush one of my horns. I bite back a groan. “A ride?”

“On my ship. I’ll let you fly.”

Sia’s full lips part in surprise. “Truly? Oh! But I don’t know how.”

I chuckle. “I’ll show you. Humans can do anything on Zandia so long as they contribute to society. You seemed excited that a human could fly. Let’s see if it’s something you wish to pursue yourself.”

I carry her out to my smaller fight ship and buckle her into the seat beside me in the cockpit. Her gaze travels over the instruments, and she smiles as I talk her through what each one does.

I take off, but once we’re above the Zandian atmosphere, I allow her to take the controls for a while. She sends us into a few swoops and spins that I have to correct, but there’s no real danger, and she knows it.

When I land, I turn to her. “Well, what did you think? Do you have a future as a fighter pilot?”

She smiles and shakes her head. “I don’t think so, but thank you for letting me try.” She reaches for my hand. “It was fun.”

I twine my fingers over hers. “I like to see you happy, Sia.”

Her eyes brighten with tears.

I frown. “Why are you crying?”

She shakes her head. “No, these are happy tears. Your words mean something to me.”

“Mean what?”

She swallows. “You care for me–I mean–do you?”

My chest feels too full. She’s right. I care for this little human. She’s come to mean everything to me.

“I do.” I lean over to cradle her cheek and kiss her again. “I want you to become my mate.” I say it before I have time to reconsider. To wonder if I’m being too hasty again. “Would you like that, little one?”

“What does it mean?”

“It means I would pierce you with my crystal, and you formally become mine. Forever. You’d bear my young, and we’d become a family.”

“Yes!” she laugh-cries. “Yes, I want that, Master.”

Something in me changes. The anger of Illiana’s betrayal melts away. The concern that Sia will do the same or that she’s purposely holding something back fades.

She wants to be my mate. To bear my young. If that’s true, nothing else matters.

Whatever her past may hold doesn’t matter. I believe she will continue to share what she remembers. She wants to help. She wants to belong to me. I trust my feelings about this.

“Come.” My voice is gruff with need. I pluck her from the cockpit seat and carry her from the ship and onto my hovercraft.

“Are we doing it now?” The excitement in her voice is what does me in.

I should petition King Zander for permission first, but I don’t want to wait even another moment before I claim my little human.

“Yes.”

I speed to my domicile and lift Sia out of the craft. “Go inside. Take off your clothes and kneel on the floor to wait for me,” I instruct.

Once she’s inside, I call Master Seke, my commander on my wrist comm. His holograph springs into the air in front of me.

“Yes?”

“I’m mating her.”

His brows shoot up. “You’re telling me or asking?”

I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I refuse to ask for this. I’ve already decided, and nothing will stop me now–not even Master Seke. Not even King Zander.

“It’s the right thing to do. She’s already living as a mate. She wants to bear my young. Whatever secrets she still keeps, I will eventually extract them all.”

Master Seke inclines his head. “I will back you on this.”

“Thank you, Master.” I bow to his holo before he ends the call.

Then I go inside to mate my little human.

Chapter Thirteen

Sia

I tremble with excitement. The very act of stripping and kneeling for Daven has me feeling submissive and sexy. Owned by him.


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