The Sarran Senator by A.C. Katt Read Free Book Online Page B

fire under a faucet,:: Sam
panted, trying to hold it together.
    ::It’s been that long for me too. I’m
going to come.:: Sam felt the tightening of Tarin’s ball
sac.
    ::Come, my love. Come for me,:: Tarin
cried.
    ::No, both of us at once. Now!:: Both
men erupted, with each swallowing the other’s spend.
    ::I love you, Tarin. I don’t know how; I
don’t know why. I feel as if I’ve been waiting for you all of my
life and now that you’re here, I’m afraid to let you out of my
sight lest you disappear because I’m dreaming this bliss.::
    ::You’re not dreaming, my fox. I’m right here
where I belong, next to you.::
    Sam turned his body back upright, then lay
down, putting his head on the slightly taller Tarin’s chest. Sam
was a huge man on Earth at six foot four. Tarin topped him by three
inches, just enough so that he could tuck his head comfortably
under Tarin’s chin. Tarin was delighted. They exchanged lazy kisses
and Sam traced silky patterns on Tarin’s chest with his fingers
splayed.
    Tarin couldn’t stop touching his bonded.
Everywhere he reached and felt hard smooth skin that caused him to
quiver in delight. Sam caught the hot spot on the nape of his neck
and the one behind his ear. He found that Sam had a point at the
juncture of his knee and shin. He lightly ran his finger over it
again and again as Sam cried out. They were about to get up and go
to the slumber chamber when…
    ::Daddy?::
    “It’s Sara. How do I let you in my mind?”
Tarin sent him a picture of a door that Sam opened and Tarin walked
through. He repeated the action in his mind.
    ::Daddy?::
    ::Yes, pet.::
    ::Am I disturbing you?::
    ::You’re never a disturbance. You are only a
joy. What can I do for you?::
    ::I had a whole prime rib roast in the
freezer. Syn taught me how to use the appliances. I want to invite
you and Duke Tarin to dinner. I’ve made scalloped monk, corn,
shrimp cocktails, and a salad of baby greens, scallions and cherry
tomatoes, plus a few Sarran greens and nuts and vegetables that
Juraens recommended.::
    Sam lifted an eyebrow to Tarin and he nodded. ::We’ll be happy to join you.::
    ::Thank you, Daddy. I want to get to know my
new sire and so do Mark and Juraens.::
    Tarin smiled.
    ::What time, baby girl?:: Sam asked
fondly.
    ::Is eighteen tines good for you?:: Again Sam cocked a brow at Tarin. He nodded.
    ::That sounds good, we’ll be there. Will we
be able to see Michael?::
    ::You mean Nafchael?::
    Sam burst out laughing. ::Like Brangelina,
is it?::
    Tarin gave him a questioning look.
    “I’ll explain later,” Sam mouthed.
    ::We have both boys and the cats this
moontine.::
    ::Nothing like hitting my Warrior with
both barrels,:: Sam chuckled.
    ::Do you think he’ll mind?:: Sara
asked, her worry evident.
    ::I can guarantee he won’t.:: Sam
kissed Tarin’s shoulder.
    ::I made charlotte russe. I was so happy
to be able to bake again.:: Sam’s lips tightened into a thin
line.
    ::Don’t waste one precious second thinking
about that bastard.:: The relaxed Sam became tense.
    ::That’s what Mark and Juraens said,:: Sara said, her mind voice becoming small.
    ::Your Warriors are right. He’s not worth a
parsec’s thought. I made sure he’s buried in a very dark hole where
the other inmates don’t take well to child abusers. He’ll never
bother another fem again::
    ::Thank you, Daddy, for everything. I’m
sorry I didn’t tell you.:: Sara was contrite, her voice
hesitant.
    ::It’s not your fault, baby girl. I should
have noticed. Now, no more about that fucker, we’ll see you
soon,:: Sam said with a mask of joviality.
    ::Okay, Daddy, I won’t think about him
anymore, I promise.::
    ::Good girl. Can we bring anything?:: Sam asked, knowing Sara hadn’t entertained for a while.
    ::No, Syn even let me pick some of her
flowers for the table. Everyone has been so welcoming.::
    ::Sara, you are eminently loveable, never
forget that. We’ll see you at eighteen tines.::
    ::Yes, Daddy, I look forward to