Synnr's Hope - Kate Rudolph Page 0,37

recognition was still working and the video popped up on her screen in two dimensions. A hologram was a bit too much for her first foray into alien porn.

Only foray.

Well... it depended on the porn.

Soon Lena was captivated by the noises the couple were making. The video description called the woman Jane and the man Wyn.

Wyn had Jane pinned to the bed and she was moaning under him, chest heaving. There was some dialogue about Wyn rescuing Jane’s ship from certain destruction and her uncontrollable gratitude. Gratitude that, of course, took the form of sex.

The camera loved the two actors, zooming in everywhere on their bodies and taking a good long time to look at Wyn’s cock. Lena’s mouth dropped open as she watched Jane take it in her mouth. And she learned the bit on top was called a stimulator. Porn could be educational and sexy, who knew?

But Lena could only take a few minutes before she had to look away. She kept imagining Solan in bed with her, on top of her, inside her, and if she watched another second her hand was going to reach into her pants and take care of the growing arousal.

She closed out of the video and tried to find a way to delete any record of ever having looked at it. She was unsuccessful, but at least it was gone for now.

And when she finally closed her eyes and went to sleep, she dreamed of alien dicks and Solan.

CHAPTER TEN

LENA WOULDN’T LOOK at him while they changed for the day’s assignment. Solan didn’t notice it at first, and he hadn’t paid any attention when she put up her privacy screen, but the longer they stood silently getting ready, the more obvious it became. Had he done something to offend her? Was she disgusted by the differences between their bodies? Asking seemed like it would just lead to more trouble, and that wasn’t what they needed.

She might have been happy about the results of their mission the other day, but Solan had seen the look in the field commander’s eyes, and he’d made a point to come in early to read the official report. He shouldn’t have had access to it, but his name gave him a lot of information he wasn’t supposed to have, and Solan wasn’t afraid to throw it around when it was important.

The commander recommended they be placed into an intensive training program and not cleared for field duty until Lena got her powers under control. If they hadn’t been a Matched pair, Lena might have been fired on the spot.

He didn’t tell her that. She’d been so happy that he didn’t want to be the one to bring her mood down. But they couldn’t screw up again today. Major Ozar had made the consequences known, even if Lena couldn’t understand them. If they failed, they’d be banished to a remedial training camp. He’d never heard of someone getting reinstated after being sent to one, and he didn’t want to be the next in a long line of failures.

He didn’t want that to happen to Lena. She’d bet her future on a Match with him, hoping it would give her a purpose. He wasn’t going to let that purpose get ripped away when they’d barely begun.

And he couldn’t let whatever was making her shy get in the way.

“No blaster today,” he warned once they were suited up. He wanted to take the weapon away from her, but that would create more questions he couldn’t answer.

“It got the job done,” she insisted.

“We need to use the right tools,” he responded. Was it her imagination or did her eyes flick down his body? Was she checking him out? His cock liked the idea of that, but he clenched his jaw and made himself think of anything else.

“I’ll do the best I can,” she promised.

It had to be good enough. Solan put all thoughts of failure aside. If it happened, they’d deal with it. But it didn’t have to happen, not if things went right. And he was willing to try for a little optimism.

Like the day before, they were backup. This time, however, they were stationed on a roof on the outskirts of Osais, waiting as the strike team advanced on a subject on one of the lower floors. An elevator and a staircase both led to the roof, and the distance between buildings was technically jumpable, but no one truly expected the suspect to try to escape via the roof.