Free Domestic Duet: Domestic Alliance & Asset by Cora Blu

blazed.
    Sadie drew back. “You think I jumped in because her panties are hot for the captain?” She coughed again, holding the towel to her face. She shivered with anger for the way that female treated Norese. “She admitted she thought Norese was second-class.”
    Montage sank back on his heels. “You fought a karuntee to protect Norese?”
    She nodded, shoving the hair out of her eyes.
    Aroc was at her side, lifting her off the ground before she could utter another word. “I want Eulin off this station, in lockup until I return.”
    Sadie hooked her arms around his neck, resting her face to the smooth contours of his chest, surprised how fast his heart pulsed under her ear.
    “Is Norese okay, Captain?”
    At the glass doors of the suite, Crandall was there holding back the doors for them to enter. “Where’s Norese, Crandall?”
    “Playing in her room. If I had known sooner I would have told you.”
    Sadie looked between the two males, wondering what had she missed.
    “Leave us alone. Help Montage. He’s taking Eulin back to Sector Seven to await disciplinary action. Sadie saved my daughter from abuse.”
    When her feet hit the floor, she turned to check on Norese. Aroc’s hands closed over her shoulders, easing her back to his chest. His arms enveloped her in a tight embrace, their wet bodies touching everywhere, his fingers flat on her belly.
    “Captain, I need to check on Norese.”
    “Thank you, Sadie. Norese admitted to Cantrell while they were headed inside that Eulin held her under water during her swimming lessons on our last weekend out here. Two weeks ago. You were the only one to pick up on my daughter's discomfort.”
    “I worked with abused children at the hospital. I know the look of fear.”
    He angled her around, face to face, raising her hand to his heart. The silence filled the room as warm as daylight streaming through the window. The water on her skin cooled, reminding her they were both one layer away from nudity.
    Sadie started to inquire into alien-psycho’s punishment, declining as granules of sand trapped inside her bikini found every crack and crevice in her body. Tucking a finger inside the edge of the bikini bra cup, Sadie set free a line of sand trapped in the crochet triangles. Aroc’s fingers flexed on his thigh. She dropped her hands.
    “I haven’t fought anyone since the eight grade and I hope never to do it again.” She’d never fought someone that size before. Looking back, Sadie swiped a hand over her bikini-clad behind, dislodging sand to float to the floor into the carpet fibers. “I’m going to take a shower and lie down with Norese if you don’t need me right now.”
    He tilted his head, gaze trailing her hands on her behind.
    “Use my shower, Sadie,” he offered. “Six sprayers will work out any rogue grains of sand.” Heat spread like fire up her throat under his observation of sand in places not meant for dirt. “We’ll have dinner at seven pm.”
    He skirted around her toward a hallway off to the right Sadie believed to be the kitchen. Aroc’s lingering scent became a fan, clinging to her skin and rising to her nose with each step into the bathroom .
    After a hot shower, she curled herself around Norese’s warm body. The riot of burgundy curls tickled Sadie’s chin as she inhaled her powdery scent, letting sleep claim her mind.

Chapter 6
     
    Days passed. They shared meals. She listened to him speak with Montage concerning how others felt about her being up there. The females were upset and rightly, so. The captain was, as they called it on Earth, a catch. The males liked the idea of him having someone to talk to again. There were moments she feared for her life. Once a karuntee went rogue, and Aroc left to handle it. When he returned he’d had scars down his arm and sat quiet in his office.
    Then the oddest thing would happen. He enjoyed massaging her feet after dinner. Said he did this with his wife. It relaxed him. Who would turn down a foot