Seared By The Monster (MATES OF PLANET 25XA #3) by Merry Ravenell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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THALIA
I scrunched myself into the tiny cockpit that was only meant for one warm
body, and that warm body was a body my size, not the 25XA’s size.
I hadn’t gotten much of an education on the specific species of the
“Gestalt.” I had been told a few things, and the rest I had picked up from
the under-thoughts of my main handler. For some reason, He had been very
preoccupied with the dragon-like 25XA, specifically one who was tall,
male, and the color of twilight. Preoccupied enough He hadn’t been able to
keep it clear of our interactions.
So preoccupied I’d actually been able to get glimpses of the 25XA from
the touch of His mind against mine.
I had more immediate problems. Prince Red there was Gestalt, and the
Gestalt didn’t like Humans. Reason? I had no idea. Wasn’t like we’d ever
lost track of a space probe, so they couldn’t be pissed that Voyager 2 ran
over their dog or infected some remote colony with Earth microbes or they
were offended by our taste in music.
The Gestalt also did not like the Greys. But for all He had tried to play
dumb about why that was, Greys were lousy liars. They knew damn well
what the Gestalt’s problem was. They just didn’t understand why it was a
problem, ergo, they didn’t know what the problem was.
I didn’t know what “it” was, but the entire thing gave me HOA pissing
match vibes.
Were all 25XA this big? He was thick, hulking, broad, wrapped in
muscle and coated in scales that gleamed like smoldering, dark rubies from
some dragon-horde in a fantasy movie. Even though we were coated in
dust, debris, and collapsed secret base, he shone. After looking at the
featureless, spindly, creepy Greys for so long, he was dazzling.
He had a tail that ended with a finial and it shifted shapes and textures.
His long, slender fingers were tipped with gemstone claws and a final digit
that ended in a crystalline claw. His eyes were the color of tropical sunset
sky, and the iris was a slit, not round, giving him a menacing, reptilian look.
The colors of his scales shifted as he spoke, reflecting his mood and tone,
and his voice was raspy as it came out of his throat like wind from the back
of a forbidden cave.
He stank (so did I, probably), but under the scent of filth, his scent
reminded me of cranberry and holiday spices.
Lace something with cranberry and I wanted it. Didn’t matter what it
was. Once a boyfriend had even cajoled me into sucking his dick by
violating a can of cranberry jelly to give it a good coating of flavor. Which
had been creepy, weird, and desperate, but I’d appreciated his commitment.
Had not improved my gag reflex or the fact he refused to deal with the
lower lawn.
He’d been angry. I’d gotten angry. Had been a prelude to a breakup.
Was this 25XA also the owner of a proportionally enormous red trouser
submarine?
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