Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 83205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
"Tell me more about you, then."
I try to think of facts about myself, but nothing comes to mind. "I think my foot is resting in animal poop."
His breath whooshes out in a huff, and I realize he's laughing. Quiet, so as not to give away our location, but a laugh just the same. Hearing that makes me feel a little better, animal poop and all. "We will rest here and figure out our next move, Aidy. Can you endure animal poop between your toes a bit longer?"
"As long as it's out of the wind, yes." I inch closer to him, and when he wraps his arms around me, I want to moan with how good it feels. I don't give a fuck that I'm wearing a wet shift, I'm near naked, and my feet are resting in questionable soft piles. Corvak's warm and it's wonderful. "What are we going to do when the owner of the cave comes back?"
"Fight him, of course," Corvak says, as if this is the answer to everything.
Hell, maybe it is.
CHAPTER
TWO
CORVAK
Adrenaline races through my veins. This is the moment I have been waiting for.
True, we are in danger. This planet is inhospitable, and we've been given no weapons and no clues on how to survive. But the rules of the game are always simple—survive to win your prize. My prize is right next to me, pressing her icy skin against my body for warmth.
This is new. I don't have memories of a female. I've never been near one. Seen them from afar, of course, but my particular splicing is a newer one. I have no recollection of other battles, no implanted memories of past victories or defeats. I know what I am and the rules of gladiator games of all kinds, but no practical experience.
Doesn't matter. With this female at my side, reminding me of everything I will win if I am successful, I will fight harder than ever. I'm confident I can do this. I will establish a stronghold somewhere safe, protect Aidy, and conquer my surroundings. While it would be smarter to play an offensive game and pick off my opponents, it's clear that my human female will be a hindrance. Thus, I will need to play defensively instead. I will find a suitable fortification and wait for the enemies to come to me.
It's a good plan, I decide, and stroke my hand down the female's back again. She makes another shivering sound, her hands twitching against my body. Even though her form pressed against mine is pleasurable, my cock does not respond. Some sort of medication remains in my system, I suspect. Given a few days, I hope I will be able to claim her.
Once she is warm again, of course. Even I am not such a brute that I would expect her to see to my needs in the snows. I can be patient. Until then, I can show her what a good provider I can be. How she is wise to stay with me, and how I'll take care of her. A strong male with a solid plan will earn more prizes than an impulsive one with no idea of what to do next.
I fall asleep, my female in my arms, and very pleased with myself.
I don't sleep for long, of course. Quick naps are the best way to stay on alert. I remain on guard, listening for the sound of footsteps as more snow continues to fall outside. The temperature drops overnight, and even my hardy form feels the sting of the cold. Aidy's teeth chatter, and I suspect that if we continue like this, she will suffer.
Plus, a mere pocket of a cave is not what I had in mind for a stronghold.
Aidy wakes up just before dawn, her stomach growling. She shifts against me, uncomfortable, but there is nowhere to go in the small cave. I've been ignoring cramps in my legs so as not to awaken her. Discomfort is all part of the game, and I choose to ignore it so I can pursue bigger rewards.
In my arms, the female makes a soft sound of dismay.
"Are you in pain?" I ask her, voice hushed.
She moves instinctively closer to me. "No. I was just hoping for a Wizard of Oz scenario where I'd wake up and this was all a dream. No such luck."
I think her words are meant to be humorous, but it's difficult to tell. "Not a dream. You are here with me."
"Yeah, I noticed." She creeps her hands under my arms again. "Sorry if I'm being clingy. You're the only warmth there is."
As if I mind? I am enjoying myself immensely, though I try to hide it so she doesn't get upset. I suspect she wouldn't be thrilled if she found out I was glad to be here. "Touch me all you like. I am yours and you are mine."